CH 126

Hong Qing hid in the cave behind his own yard. This was his place of meditation, and there was also a spiritual spring. He had finally managed to escape back here, already in a half-dead state with his bones shattered. With the support of the spirit pill, he barely managed to save his life.

He was considered one of the elders in the Grass-Benevolence Hall and had many subordinates. To conceal his injuries, he forced himself to return to the cave and collapsed completely by the side of the spiritual spring.

Various malicious thoughts filled his mind, making him extremely furious. He cursed incessantly and took out a jade bottle, biting off the bottle cap with his teeth and pouring out a spirit pill.

Clear Spirit Continuation Pill!

This was a spirit pill used during the Foundation Establishment stage. It could connect broken bones and was a very effective pill. He didn't refine this pill himself but bought it at a high price. It was quite rare, and he didn't know the specific recipe used to refine it.

His body floated above the spiritual spring, and Hong Qing's true qi rapidly circulated within him. Whenever it encountered obstacles, it forcefully broke through, often causing his bones to fracture. His body made cracking sounds, and each time it happened, the pain made him grit his teeth.

Relying on his true qi, he forcibly combed through his bones. Only then did Hong Qing swallow the Clear Spirit Continuation Pill and quietly wait for the pill to take effect.

Drops of sweat slid down his forehead, and Hong Qing's lips were bitten until they bled. The pain was bearable, but what bothered him the most was the itching sensation that spread throughout his body from his bones. It was so unbearable that he felt like he was itching to death.

After a full hour, his bones were barely connected. He slowly landed and didn't dare to make any big movements, simply lying on the ground.

Finally getting through it, he relaxed a little, but the anger in his heart burned even stronger.

Mi Xiaojing! Mi Xiaojing! Mi Xiaojing!

He kept muttering in his mouth, his malicious intent threatening to destroy everything.

Hong Qing couldn't understand why Mi Xiaojing had such a perverted formation. He was completely defenseless against it and had even suffered heavy losses, using a substitute doll to escape with his life. He had accidentally obtained this substitute doll during a battle against the Evolutionary Immortality Sect. He quickly killed an evolutionary immortal using traps and sneak attacks, and that evolutionary immortal had barely managed to take out this doll before being killed by him.

At first, he didn't know what it was. After researching a lot of information, he realized that it was actually a treasure of the Evolutionary Sect, famous even in the Cultivation World. He didn't dare to tell anyone and secretly hid it, spending countless time and effort to understand its principles and refine it again. This was like having an extra life, but he didn't expect to waste it in a battle against Mi Xiaojing.

The feeling of unwillingness drove him crazy. If the elders of the sect knew about the substitute doll, it would definitely be taken away. At least he would receive a satisfactory compensation, but now he had nothing.

After his bones had healed, Hong Qing took another spirit pill to treat his internal injuries. After two days of meditation, he called for the steward and ordered, "Keep an eye on Mi Xiaojing for me!"

The steward was also a cultivator, at the Foundation Establishment stage, over sixty years old, and unable to continue advancing. He was surprised and said, "Mi Xiaojing? The rising star of the Grass-Benevolence Hall..."

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Hong Qing was furious, "To hell with his rising star status! Have someone watch him for me. Report any of his actions to me!"

The steward was immediately frightened. Although Hong Qing was usually cold, he rarely scolded people like this. What had happened this time? He had no idea that Hong Qing had almost been killed by Mi Xiaojing and had suffered heavy losses.

"But... but..." the steward stammered.

Hong Qing's eyes turned red. "But what? Ah? Speak!"

The steward's legs went weak. Facing an angry cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, he couldn't resist this imposing aura. He kept retreating and tried to suppress his inner fear. "But... Mi Xiaojing lives in the Gathering Spring Branch. He can't even go there!"

Hong Qing raised his hand and slapped him. "Are you an idiot? If he can't go in, then watch him outside!"

The steward was dumbfounded. He was a cultivator, not a servant. He had actually been slapped by Hong Qing! But facing Hong Qing's rage, he didn't dare to retaliate. He only had one thought in his mind: I won't work for this anymore!

Lowering his head, the steward said, "Yes, yes, I will arrange for someone to do it!" He also hated Hong Qing and was extremely curious about why he was so angry. Perhaps Mi Xiaojing had caused Hong Qing to suffer a loss? But thinking about it, it seemed impossible. He was well aware of Hong Qing's strength. He was a well-established cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, and Mi Xiaojing couldn't compare to him.

Hong Qing was filled with anger, but it wasn't directed at the steward. He only had the steward in front of him, so naturally, his anger was vented on him. "Go now! What the hell are you waiting for?"

The steward was scared and quickly left. He also knew that Hong Qing was acting like a bastard now and wouldn't listen to reason.

Watching the steward run away, Hong Qing didn't know who to vent his anger on. He fiercely punched a large ancient tree in the yard. With one punch, the tree turned into a pile of broken wood and branches, and the leaves fluttered down.

But this punch made Hong Qing unable to speak due to the pain. His hand bones had just healed, and his physical strength hadn't recovered yet. This punch shook his injuries.

The steward ran outside the yard to gather people, and he heard a loud noise. The originally lush ancient tree had collapsed. He felt even more fearful. He knew very well that Hong Qing was venting his anger.

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Mi Xiaojing had no idea about Hong Qing's situation. On this day, he was practicing in the backyard as usual.

The others were sitting in the pavilion in the backyard. It was the central location of the Gathering Spirit Array, where the spiritual qi was the most abundant. Mi Xiaojing sat on the side. He didn't need overly dense spiritual qi.It had been over ten days since Mi Xiaojing last heard Wang Weijun's voice. He was getting a bit anxious. After each cultivation session, he would sink his Divine Sense into his body to search for Wang Weijun, hoping to communicate with him. However, Wang Weijun had not appeared during this period.

Fortunately, Mi Xiaojing had a habit of cultivating in places rich in Spiritual Qi. Although it didn't help his cultivation much, this habit had saved Wang Weijun's Elemental Infant.

Mi Xiaojing didn't absorb Spiritual Qi, but Wang Weijun did. This brought great benefits to Mi Xiaojing. After absorbing starlight, his body still needed a certain amount of Spiritual Qi. His cultivation couldn't absorb Spiritual Qi, so he lost this benefit. However, Wang Weijun could absorb Spiritual Qi. As long as Wang Weijun cultivated, the Spiritual Qi would naturally pass through Mi Xiaojing's body and reach Wang Weijun's Elemental Infant.

As the Spiritual Qi passed through Mi Xiaojing's body, it naturally cleansed his body. This was the invisible benefit brought by Wang Weijun.

Especially this time, Wang Weijun's Elemental Infant almost collapsed, forcing him to cultivate frantically. During this period, Mi Xiaojing had already enjoyed great benefits.