Grudge Breaker

Chapter 339: Unfulfilled Wish
Sikong Mansion, Xisui Hall.

Even though the nine-layered gauze curtains hung over the hall's caisson, they could not block the deep sighs coming from inside. The curtains were lifted, and Zhuang Yuheng's personal maid Qingyun hurried out of it, carrying a gilded white jade basin, with a look of worry on her face.

There were several pieces of茭白月手 in the basin, all of which were stained with blood, staining the jade basin.

Outside the gauze tent, several old men who looked like medicine immortals from the upper realm stood with their hands clasped, as if they were nailed to the spot, hunched over and not daring to make any noise. Seeing Qingyun coming out, they took the opportunity to peek through the gap in the lifted gauze tent, but it was in vain, so they could only look at Qingyun anxiously and question him with their eyes.

Qingyun shook his head without saying anything, holding the jade basin and walking out of the palace with his eyes downcast.

"Dangdang!"

An amber medicine bottle with "golden seal patterns" flowing on the body was thrown out from the gauze curtain with great force, spun around and crashed into a stone pillar and shattered into pieces. The elixir in the bottle, which was also shining with golden seal patterns, disappeared into the ground the moment it touched the ground. The two elixir that survived the disaster and lay among the fragments of the amber medicine bottle, their golden light flickered and were about to disappear - one of the old men was filled with regret, his clenched fingers almost scratched the back of his hand, but he did not dare to move at all, let alone pick them up.

"You are all trash! Get out!"

Gu Cangyue's faint curses came from the gauze tent. Several people's temples broke out in sweat instantly. They lowered their heads even more, glanced at each other tentatively with the corner of their eyes, and backed out of the Marrow Washing Hall. However, they did not dare to leave and stood outside the hall with their heads lowered.
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"Tick."

A drop of blood with a crystal blue aura fell along the edge of the thousand-year-old jade into the marrow washing pool. The marrow washing fluid in the pool was like cinnabar, spreading out strands of crimson.

Gu Cangyue clenched her fist and placed her cut wrist above Song Weichen's chest, allowing her blood to drip smoothly onto the penetrating wound he had caused - her wounds could not heal on their own due to the influence of the mark of her previous life. The previous times she was injured, he had used his own blood to act as a coagulation agent, and Zhuang Yuheng would have been able to successfully rescue her with the help of magic and elixirs from the upper realm, but it didn't work today.

The blood on Runyu was shocking. It was hard to tell how much of it came from Gu Cangyue and how much came from Song Weichen.

"Lord Yuheng, why doesn't it work?"

Gu Cangyue's face turned pale. On the one hand, he was worried about Song Weichen, and on the other hand, he had lost too much blood. If this continued, he would also collapse.

……

Zhuang Yuheng didn't say anything, his eyebrows were almost twisted into knots.

At that time, he was planning to go to the Ruan Mansion to find his aunt Jing Lan to ask about her recent situation. He heard that a servant saw Ruan Mianmian's "shadow" in the Ruan Mansion a few days ago, and the news spread everywhere, but there was no movement from Jing Lan.

As a result, just as he walked out of the door, he saw a huge phoenix bird swooping down towards the Marrow Washing Hall, blocking out the sky. He thought it was not good - but he did not expect it to be so bad.

Song Weichen's injuries had already shocked him, but he was still mentally prepared. Who else but her could make Gu Cangyue reveal her true form and rush at lightning speed?

But no matter what, Zhuang Yuheng did not expect to see Mo Tingfeng like that, with all his magic power gone, his shoulders and back covered in blood, stuck to his martial arts clothes, and he was unconscious on the back of the phoenix - despite this, he was still holding Song Weichen tightly, and Zhuang Yuheng took some effort to separate them.

"Did he commit suicide for love?"

The situation was obviously critical, but this thought came to his mind at an inappropriate time. It was not to blame Zhuang Yuheng for having wild thoughts. After all, this was Mo Tingfeng, the strongest fighter in the Mei Realm. Apart from himself, who else in the world could hurt him to this extent?

Zhuang Yuheng shook his head to clear away those inexplicable thoughts, and without bothering to delve into it, he rushed to rescue.

Fortunately, although Mo Tingfeng was seriously injured, Gu Cangyue had already sent a message to the medical immortals in the upper realm while on the way, asking them to bring the best elixirs to Sikong Mansion and wait for orders. Those elixirs were ineffective on Song Weichen, but they had an immediate effect on him.

Zhuang Yuheng carried Mo Tingfeng into a medicinal bath tub prepared with elixirs and marrow-washing fluid. He saw the wound on his back quickly heal and grow new flesh, and the newly grown pink flesh gradually blending with his original skin color. Although he was still unconscious due to the depletion of his magic power, his life was not in danger, so Zhuang Yuheng felt relieved.

But Song Weichen is different.

Even the crane-shaped copper furnace beside the marrow-washing pool was constantly fumigating with thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and Yellow Springs Sun Grass, emitting the Soul-Fixing Fairy Mist that even the gods would envy.

Even though Zhuang Yuheng had already used his magic power to perform several "resurrection spells" that were not often used in the marrow washing pool, at first glance the silver light flowing in the pool of marrow washing fluid seemed to have melted the stars. In theory, with such a grand rescue effort, even dead bones could be brought back to life.

But he tried everything and still couldn't save her.

Just like the day when the ghost market was attacked, the little man blocked Ruan Mianmian's solid knife for him. He also tried everything but still couldn't save her.

But at that time at least he had an excuse, because Gu Cangyue was not there and no one could stop her bleeding so there was no way to save her. But today is different, he no longer has an excuse.

……

Song Weichen's face was as cold as ice. He lay motionless on the huge thousand-year-old jade, looking extremely well-behaved.

Zhuang Yuheng put away his magic, lowered his hands, and stood beside Runyu, also motionless.

"Lord Yuheng! What are you doing? Saving people is the most important thing!"

Gu Cangyue's voice came from the side, he was furious and trying to suppress his anxiety. He was pale as a sheet due to excessive blood loss, and his body was shaking slightly. He had already reached his limit. Zhuang Yuheng lowered his eyes and said nothing, not looking at him.

With an almost imperceptible sigh, he raised his hand and gently brushed Gu Cangyue's injured wrist, and the wound disappeared in an instant.

With the "Resurrection Technique", even the ghosts who have gone to the underworld can come back to life for a while. Calculating the time, it is time for her to wake up.

"Weiwei will wake up soon. If you have anything to say, hurry up and say it."

Surprisingly, Zhuang Yuheng was not sad when he said this. He seemed to have no special feelings, calm and ethereal, as if everything in front of him was false, but just a flash of lightning.

He only remembered that the little girl was a man of her word, and she had promised him that she would do her best to live.

He trusts her so much, this time, she will keep her promise, right?
Zhuang Yuheng looked at the shocking blood on the Wannian Runyu and suddenly felt dizzy. He waved his sleeves and Song Weichen disappeared from it. He was instantly transferred to the soft couch next to the marrow washing pool. The brocade quilt covered the penetrating wound on his chest that was still bleeding. At first glance, it looked like he was just asleep.

……

"Zhuang Yuheng, what do you mean?!"

Gu Cangyue's eyes were red, and he grabbed the collar of Zhuang Yuheng's outer robe - unfortunately, his condition was really bad, and he staggered and almost fell because of his actions, but Zhuang Yuheng supported him.

"Instead of getting angry with me, you might as well spend more time watching her."

"You! You are not allowed to curse—"

"Well……"

With a slight moan, Song Weichen's eyelashes moved slightly, but his eyelids seemed to be drooping.

She felt a piercing pain in her chest, which spread to her limbs with every breath she took. The pain was so severe that she just wanted to die quickly.

"woke up!"

Zhuang Yuheng left Gu Cangyue behind and appeared in front of the couch in the next moment. He quickly condensed magic power in his palm and turned several pills into a wisp of crimson smoke which he brought to Song Weichen's nose, letting her take it into her lungs as she breathed in. This was a pill that blocked pain and would only be effective when administered when the person was conscious - this was the best thing he could do for her right now.

Sure enough, as the pill entered his lungs, Song Weichen's brows and eyes visibly relaxed, and he even thought that the severe pain just now was an illusion.

She opened her eyes slightly, met Zhuang Yuheng's eager and red eyes, as well as the familiar dome of the Marrow Cleansing Hall, and already knew where she was.

Am I not in Cang Yue’s cloud cocoon?
In a daze, Song Weichen vaguely recalled several scenes in Cangyue Mansion. Mo Tingfeng was entangled by countless black lines, most of his magic power was sucked away, and the big bird seemed to have lost its mind and was about to hurt him!

"Oh no, Brother Yu...Mo...Cang..."

She was extremely weak and could not utter a complete sentence. Bingtuozi was still in Gu Cangyue's cloud cocoon. Without her, they would surely fight to the point of mutual destruction!

"……slight."

Gu Cangyue also came over, with thousands of words stuck in his throat. He could no longer speak after just calling out her name. He knelt on one knee beside the couch and held her hand tremblingly, tears and blood in his eyes.

Seeing that it was him, Song Weichen's brows relaxed again. That's great. There was no purple film in the big bird's eyes. It seemed that he had returned to normal. If he was normal, Bingtuozi should be fine.

“Mo…Mo…”

Song Weichen was angry. She didn't understand why she had such a hard time speaking. She was panting heavily after just one or two words. She didn't have any stomach cramps. The mark of her previous life shouldn't have taken effect. What happened to her? This broken body was really a worry.

Apparently she still hadn't realized what was happening to her.

"Tingfeng is fine."

Zhuang Yuheng took over the conversation and looked towards the medicinal bath tub in the distance, only to see Mo Tingfeng sitting in it as if meditating. Although he was not conscious yet, his expression was no different from usual.

"He just lost all his power for some reason and needs to recuperate for a while."

"It's you..."

Zhuang Yuheng's voice was doting, but he couldn't hide his choking.

"Weiwei, if you have any wishes, can Brother Yuheng fulfill them for you?"