Chapter 375: Chapter 375
I’ve been working my tail off to protect you all, and this is how you respond?
Gong Changyun now wished he could kill the four people in front of him. Kill them, kill them, kill them all. The kind where not a single one could escape.
It seems I’ve thoroughly incurred Gong Changyun’s resentment. Some things, I still couldn’t avoid.
Wen Zhixing cast a glance out of the corner of his eye at Gong Changyun not far away.
Even though Gong Changyun was trying his best to restrain his emotions, every nuance of his expression, even the slightest change, couldn’t escape the scrutiny of the Fairy Eyes.
Of course, he wasn’t afraid. He just didn’t want to get embroiled in unnecessary trouble, but if it happened, it didn’t really matter.
Lingyin and Lingle weren’t clinging to Wen Zhixing constantly anymore. After all, they were still young and soon began hopping and playing elsewhere.
After Wen Zhixing appeared, their hearts were filled with a complete sense of security.
To them, the Demonic Ruins, intended for trials, had now become something like a somewhat dilapidated amusement park. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by NoveI★Fire.net
"Big brother, that Gong Changyun isn’t a good person, you must be careful."
While they were playing, and with Gong Changyun still some distance away, Lingyin quietly tiptoed over and whispered to Wen Zhixing. After speaking, she glanced at Tong Hua Qin, as if worried she hadn’t heard.
"Is that so?" Wen Zhixing smiled and patted Lingyin’s head.
He wasn’t too concerned. With Gong Changyun’s level of cultivation, it seemed he posed no threat to him.
"Yes, he is! He is!" Lingle also chimed in quietly, her dislike for Gong Changyun evident in her eyes.
The way Gong Changyun fled from danger and his sanctimonious act thoroughly disgusted the two of them.
Wen Zhixing played along and said with a smile, "Alright, I got it. If he ever troubles me, I’ll beat him to death."
"Good, good, good!" Lingyin and Lingle immediately clapped their small hands, their faces alight with joy. They then put on fierce expressions, widening their eyes, looking quite amusing.
Tong Hua Qin, however, didn’t respond, seemingly lost in thought. Mainly, it wasn’t easy for her to say anything. No matter what, she had already agreed to become Gong Changyun’s Taoist companion. Even if she now realized he wasn’t a good match, it wasn’t proper to speak ill of her Taoist companion behind his back.
Ahead, a little further and they would reach the exit of the Demonic Ruins.
Once they were out, she would find a time to clarify things with Gong Changyun. They hadn’t held any ceremony, let alone been intimate. It would be best for both to part amicably.
A moment later, Gong Changyun finally caught up.
"Wen, Huaqin." His face still wore a smile; it looked like he had carefully composed his expression.
However, as soon as he approached, Lingyin and Lingle, who had been lively just moments before, immediately fell silent.
Tong Hua Qin just nodded slightly without much response.
The atmosphere suddenly turned a bit frosty.
The smile Gong Changyun had managed to put on instantly stiffened.
"Gong is truly brave; admirable indeed." Instead, it was Wen Zhixing who humored him, offering a bit of flattery.
"No... it’s nothing like that." This time, faced with Wen Zhixing’s flattery, Gong Changyun didn’t feel happy; he even suspected Wen Zhixing was deliberately mocking him.
They appeared happy and harmonious, while he was off to the side doing the grunt work of slaying monsters. It would be a miracle if he felt happy.
"Huaqin..." Gong Changyun tried to get closer again.
"Gong, I’m a bit tired." Tong Hua Qin merely glanced at him, her face showing a hint of weariness.
She didn’t want to talk to Gong Changyun, but she still afforded him this last measure of respect.
"Alright, Huaqin, you rest up then." Gong Changyun nodded and then stood silently beside her, his concern palpable.
Wen Zhixing smiled at the sight and said no more.
And so, the group of five continued towards the exit of the Demonic Ruins in an extremely strained atmosphere.
Meanwhile, within a secret chamber of the Purple Cloud Divine Sect.
Inside the chamber, the light was dim, with only a few oil lamps hanging on the surrounding walls. The flames flickered, revealing a figure in the darkness.
This person was naked, covered in wounds, and bound tightly to a black iron pillar with chains. Although the light was dim, one could still discern a shapely figure.
Her head was bowed, her once-sleek hair now matted and dry, stained with dark brownish blood. She was completely motionless, as if dead.
Suddenly, her eyelashes quivered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were full of confusion, seemingly unaware of why she was in this place.
"Where... Where am I?"
A murmur escaped her lips. This was Ning Xiaoyu, the first puppet Wen Zhixing had crafted. Now, for some unknown reason, she found herself bound here.
Ning Xiaoyu tried to struggle, but not a shred of her internal power would manifest. The more she struggled, the more intense the pain became.
Though she was a puppet, she was practically no different from a real human.
Stimulated by the pain, memories gradually returned to her.
Someone had broken into their residence, knocked her unconscious, and forcibly brought her here.
"Someone wants to strike at Master!" Ning Xiaoyu took a deep breath, suddenly understanding.
She herself surely wasn’t important enough for someone to resort to such underhanded tactics; the target was most likely Wen Zhixing. For the past while, they had been vigilant against this, fearing they would become Wen Zhixing’s Achilles’ heel. They had only just begun to relax these past few days; she couldn’t believe that the moment she let her guard down, something had happened to her.