Chapter 220: A Figure Falling from the Sky

No matter how much Zhang Ping pressed her, Murong Xi steadfastly refused to say what that treasure was. In the days that followed, Zhang Ping did not give up on himself; instead, he practiced his skills by the lakeside, wanting to see if the growth of his cultivation could allow him to heal himself.

Murong Xi, meanwhile, went to Cultivate the divine technique on the mountain wall.

The days passed one by one.

Zhang Ping’s legs remained devoid of sensation, causing his heart to sink to the bottom of an abyss.

Occasionally, stones would be thrown down from above, and there were even people shouting. Zhang Ping remembered those voices—they were the very people hunting Murong Xi—so he did not respond.

The lakeside where he stayed was shielded by a slanting cliff above, so those above the sinkhole could not see him.

Those people were reluctant to leave for a long time, clearly suspecting that they were still alive.

Zhang Ping worried they might come down, so he dared not relax for a single day.

Although his legs were broken, he was still confident in his ability to assassinate anyone who descended.

Even if he died, he would take a few down with him… On this day, flakes of snow fell from the sky. Zhang Ping opened his eyes to see snowflakes drifting through the sunlight descending from above, which left him in a daze.

He had actually been trapped here for over a month.

He had considered whether to use his Flying Sword to fly out. During this time, his Origin Qi had mostly recovered, but he found it difficult to maintain his balance. Attempting to fly out of this sinkhole, which was over two hundred zhang deep, would likely be very dangerous.

Ultimately, it was because his skills were not refined enough; losing his legs made it very difficult for him to master the Sword Riding Technique.

Moreover, even if he escaped, running into that group of experts from Murong Manor would likely end in disaster.

“What exactly is the background of this Murong Manor? How can they have so many powerful experts?” Zhang Ping was filled with confusion.

He had never heard of Murong Manor before, and at the Nourishing Origin Realm Fourth Layer, he actually found it somewhat difficult to face those experts.

Although those experts were still far from the level of the Yandao Sect, it was enough to surprise him.

Sure enough, one cannot underestimate the people of the world.

The world is too vast; his path to becoming an Immortal is incomplete, and he cannot yet be arrogant.

While he was lost in thought, Murong Xi emerged from the darkness, holding a red fruit in her hand.

“This is the last one. After eating this, we can only go around the lake to see if there are any fish,” Murong Xi said with a sigh as she came to Zhang Ping’s side and handed him the red fruit.

Zhang Ping glanced at her and said, “In that case, you eat it.”

He still had plenty of dry rations and spiritual food specially made by the Cultivation Hall hidden in his Storage Pouch, but he had never revealed them to Murong Xi.

Murong Xi did not respond; instead, she looked at the falling snow above the lake’s surface, her gaze drifting as if she were thinking about something.

After a while.

Zhang Ping asked, “By the way, do you feel that these fruits are very special?”

Murong Xi snapped out of it, looked at him, and asked, “How are they special?”

“Lately, I feel that my bones and muscles have undergone some changes; there’s always a warm current surging. I can only think of these fruits, but the strange thing is…” Zhang Ping replied, but as he reached the end, he hesitated.

He didn’t sense any Spiritual Qi from these fruits; logically speaking, they shouldn’t have any extraordinary effects.

Murong Xi hesitated for a moment and said, “It has nothing to do with these fruits; it should be the vermilion bird blood taking effect.”

“vermilion bird blood? What is that?” Zhang Ping asked in surprise.

Murong Xi took a deep breath and said, “You were poisoned before and there was no cure. I could only use the vermilion bird blood jade I carry with me to treat you.”

Zhang Ping felt embarrassed thinking about that poisoning. For a dignified Cultivator to be poisoned by people from the Martial Forest was too absurd. If this got back to the Spirit Control Hall, he would surely be mocked.

It was that poisoning that severely damaged his Origin Qi, after which he was hunted to this place.

However, thinking about how Bai Ninger had also been poisoned by people of the Jianghu, he felt relieved.

The human heart is the most terrifying thing in this world, more terrifying than any Spell!

“Actually, the treasure they are looking for is the vermilion bird blood jade. Now it’s fine; it has already been absorbed by you. If they come down, I will definitely tell them the truth directly. By then, they will surely skin you alive and take your blood,” Murong Xi laughed gloatingly.

Zhang Ping rolled his eyes at her and said, “This vermilion bird blood can’t even heal my legs; it feels like it’s not very useful.”

When he said this, Murong Xi immediately became anxious and said, “This is the heirloom treasure of our Murong Manor! Passed down through generations, only this one piece of vermilion bird blood jade remained. My grandfather gave it to me, hoping I would give it to…”

“Give it to what?”

“Nothing!”

Murong Xi turned her head away, her cheeks slightly flushed.

The vermilion bird blood was extremely Yang; women could not consume it, only men could use it. However, she didn’t want to tell Zhang Ping this.

Zhang Ping was a Cultivator; even if the light here was dim, he could clearly see the changes in Murong Xi’s expression.

He didn’t feel joy, but rather concern.

Oh no, a Mortal World Tribulation is coming!

He, Zhang Ping, was someone who aspired to longevity; he couldn’t fall for this girl.

He immediately changed the subject and asked, “How is that divine technique on the wall? Have you learned it?”

Upon hearing this, Murong Xi immediately became excited. She looked at Zhang Ping and said excitedly, “I’ve barely learned it. That divine technique is incredibly profound. This time is truly a blessing in disguise. If you don’t learn it, you’ll regret it later, so don’t come begging me to teach you then!”

Zhang Ping curled his lips, but her mention of a blessing in disguise woke him up.

Did consuming the vermilion bird blood count as a blessing in disguise for him?

Zhang Ping’s thoughts drifted along.

The snow fell heavier and heavier, non-stop day and night.

In the following days, the surface of the underground lake began to slowly freeze, with cold mist surging over it.

On this day, near noon, Zhang Ping was still cultivating when he suddenly heard a voice coming from the sky:

“Is Zhang Ping of the Spirit Control Hall here?”

This voice echoed within the sinkhole like muffled thunder, and Murong Xi, who was practicing nearby, was also startled.

“Spirit Control Hall?” Murong Xi looked at Zhang Ping in surprise.

She only knew Zhang Ping’s name but not his background. She couldn’t help but be curious: what kind of power was this so-called Spirit Control Hall?

Hearing this voice, Zhang Ping did not respond with joy. He frowned, somewhat hesitant, not knowing whether he should call out.

The people from Murong Manor couldn’t have already figured out his identity, could they?

However, why would people from the Qingxiao Sect come looking for him?

There was still some time before the disappearance threshold he had set for himself; it shouldn’t have attracted the attention of the Sword Sect.

Suddenly.

A figure fell from the sky, crashing into the underground lake, piercing through the thin layer of ice and splashing water, scaring Zhang Ping and the other into immediate alertness.

Murong Xi came to Zhang Ping’s side, looking nervously at the lake’s surface.

As the splash subsided, a surge of bloody water emerged, mixed with severed limbs, which was horrifying and terrifying.

Zhang Ping seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to look. He saw a figure standing on a Flying Sword, descending from the sky and landing above the lake.

Sunlight bathed this person, who stood with one foot on the Flying Sword, his blue robes fluttering as if he were an Immortal in the world. Murong Xi’s eyes widened at the sight.

This person was actually flying in the air!

Xiao Wuqing hovered in the air, his gaze turning toward the two of them. Noticing that Zhang Ping’s legs were broken, he frowned and asked, “Are you Zhang Ping?”

Zhang Ping looked at Xiao Wuqing and found him familiar; he soon remembered.

Wasn’t this Xiao Wuqing of The Three Xiao Brothers?

The Three Xiao Brothers were dazzling geniuses within the School, so Zhang Ping had naturally seen them. However, he never expected The Three Xiao Brothers to come looking for him, which left him feeling overwhelmed by the favor.

“I am. May I ask why you are looking for me?” Zhang Ping snapped out of it and asked cautiously.

Could it be because he offended Lord Jing, and Lord Jing sent Xiao Wuqing to find trouble for him?

That would be too ruthless!

Thinking this way, Zhang Ping felt it was too absurd.

Other than that, he couldn’t think of any other reason why Xiao Wuqing would come looking for him.

One must know that even Hall Master Zhang Yuchun couldn’t mobilize The Three Xiao Brothers.

Seeing Zhang Ping so nervous, Murong Xi was very surprised. Previously, when Zhang Ping was poisoned and hunted to a dead end, he had never been this panicked.

After spending this time together, she did have a sense of admiration for Zhang Ping, though she didn’t say it.

So seeing Zhang Ping so nervous, her mood was quite strange.

Hearing Zhang Ping’s inquiry, Xiao Wuqing’s brow furrowed even tighter, making Zhang Ping’s heart skip a beat.

“To rescue you, of course. Those people above are all your enemies, right?” Xiao Wuqing replied.

This person was somewhat foolish; he was already in such a miserable state, yet meeting him in such a place, he actually worried about him looking for trouble?

However, he was very curious about Zhang Ping. To have the Sect Leader dispatch the three of them to find him, Zhang Ping must have something extraordinary about him.

Zhang Ping was stunned for a moment, then immediately overjoyed. Although he didn’t understand it, hearing Xiao Wuqing’s words, much of his pressure suddenly dissipated.

“Yes, they are the ones who forced me into this situation,” Zhang Ping replied quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, several screams were heard, followed by several men in black falling from the sky, dropping behind Xiao Wuqing and crashing into the lake water.

From beginning to end, Xiao Wuqing did not turn his head. He looked at Zhang Ping and said, “With us here, you no longer need to live in fear. We will escort you back to the School.”

Zhang Ping gratefully raised his hands in a salute and asked, “May I ask why the three of you came to rescue me?”

“It was naturally arranged by the Sect Leader. We don’t know you, but the Sect Leader calculated that you might be in trouble and immediately dispatched us to find you. I am also very curious, what is your relationship with the Sect Leader? This treatment of yours is almost catching up to his disciples,” Xiao Wuqing answered truthfully.

Zhang Ping’s eyes widened, doubting if he had heard correctly.

The Sect Leader personally sent people to rescue him?

In all the years since he joined the School, he had spoken fewer than three sentences to the Sect Leader. It was only by chance within the School that he had saluted the Sect Leader, and the Sect Leader had smiled and greeted him.

In his eyes, the Sect Leader was high and mighty, like the sun in the sky, far away from him. He never dared to dream of gaining the Sect Leader’s favor.

At this time, Invincible Xiao and Xiao Wuming landed on their swords, each carrying a person in their hands.

When Murong Xi saw her most hated third uncle being carried by Invincible Xiao like a chick, she felt both relieved and shocked.

She knew her third uncle’s martial arts very well; in Murong Manor, he was definitely among the top five. How could he be in such a pathetic state?

Invincible Xiao snorted, “These people are really vicious. Those hidden weapons were all coated in deadly poison. However, wanting to use poison against us is somewhat laughable. How could people like us be affected by the poison of mortals?”

Hearing this, Murong Xi subconsciously looked at Zhang Ping. Feeling her gaze, Zhang Ping’s ordinary face suddenly turned beet red.

Third update, a few minutes late, sorry. While writing to 2,400 words, something came up and delayed me for a bit. QAQ