How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 549 The Useless Female Supporting Character's Sword Master Mother (52 pages)
After saying that, 233 felt uneasy again.

Because although it found traces, it couldn't find out the other party's whereabouts or identity.

They only vaguely knew that the other party had entered this world after Lord Zhu Wen.

I know nothing else.

Just as it anxiously awaited Zhu Wen's follow-up questions...

Zhu Wen, however, seemed to know everything, and smiled faintly:
"Oh, I see."

and then?
That’s all?

233 was completely baffled and finally voiced his confusion.

Zhu Wen's answer was:

"I know."

what do you know?
233 scratched his head, so curious he was dying to know.

Unfortunately, no matter how much it pressed for an answer, Zhu Wen did not respond.

Later, they even found it too noisy and cut off the connection between them.

233 shed tears of grievance, but wisely downplayed her presence.

In the days that followed, Zhu Wen and his companions lived in an eerily peaceful state.

That day's conversation, including Lu Yu and Qiao Lan's account of Lu Zhuangzhuang's background, failed to move Zhu Wen.

She remained cold and distant towards Lu Zhuangzhuang, but treated Mingmiao with the same kindness as always.

It was as if she had never known Lu Zhuangzhuang's identity.

Today, she is going to do something very important for Mingmiao—

Use the Immortal Spirit Fruit to reshape Mingmiao's meridians!
Once this method succeeds, Mingmiao will be able to shed her mortal form and officially embark on the path of cultivation!
When Zhu Wen told Mingmiao the good news, Mingmiao was stunned.

"Huh? Sister Zhu got the Immortal Fruit? I thought... I thought when we left..."

Mingmiao suddenly choked up, her throat feeling as if it were blocked by a wet cotton ball.

In the past few days, she hasn't mentioned the Immortal Spirit Fruit at all, as if she has completely forgotten their original purpose for attending the Heavenly Pride Conference.

Did she really forget? Of course not.

To be honest, Mingmiao had always been looking forward to this. She hoped to get rid of her weak and burdensome body and embark on the path of cultivation that everyone yearned for.

That way, those who look down on her will change their minds, and even... be qualified to stand by Sister Zhu's side! Instead, because of her mortal status, even staying by Sister Zhu's side for a little while will seem like a sin!
Unfortunately, the unexpected events at the Heavenly Pride Tournament extinguished Mingmiao's last glimmer of hope.

She knew that the battle between Sister Zhu and Jing Lingchun had filled the entire Central Continent with hostility towards Sister Zhu.

They left in such a hurry that they didn't even know where the Immortal Spirit Fruit was, so how could they possibly have taken it with them?
Therefore, Mingmiao forced herself to forget about it and forbade herself from showing any unhappiness in front of Sister Zhu.

She actually did it, to the point that Mingmiao almost forgot about it altogether...

Mingmiao's heart pounded with nervousness whenever Zhu Wen brought it up again.

Zhu Wen smiled calmly:
"I figured out the location of the Immortal Spirit Fruit on my first day at the Heavenly Pride Tournament, otherwise why would I go there to watch the battles every day?"

Just then, a faint voice suddenly sounded from behind—

"So you didn't go there just to see me."

Zhu Wen was startled.

She quickly turned around and looked at Chu Yi with some embarrassment.

"when did you come?"

The first-year student lowered his head:
“I’ve been standing here for a long time.”

Zhu Wen was now even more embarrassed.

She cleared her throat and quickly changed the subject:
"Of course, it's to see you! And... incidentally, to find out the location of the Immortal Spirit Fruit! Didn't I say, if I can't get it, I'll just steal it? Anyway, none of those people can beat me!"

She spoke in such a grand and dignified manner.

Mingmiao had always thought Zhu Wen was joking about this.

Only Zhu Wen knew that she wasn't joking; in fact, she was more serious than anyone else. She genuinely intended to steal it.

In the end, they had to snatch it from us, didn't they?
"They're quite interesting. They put all the winners' rewards from the Heavenly Pride Tournament under the platform. I just glanced at it and saw it. I'd feel bad not taking it."

Zhu Wen took out a white jade-like fruit from his sleeve.

Because it is formed from the blood of an immortal, this fruit cannot be put into a storage bag.

These days, Zhu Wen wears it on her body, like a small sachet.

So much so that no one recognized the true form of this celestial fruit.

Of course, recognizing it won't help.

No one could possibly take this from Zhu Wen.

Zhu Wen held up the Immortal Spirit Fruit and waved it:

"We originally chose this remote place to find a quiet spot to rebuild your meridians, but who knew a bunch of people would come along. And this method isn't just about getting immortal fruits; it also requires things like spiritual springs and spiritual herbs."

Mingmiao suddenly realized:

"So you've been wandering around the town these past few days collecting these things?"

Zhu Wen nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the world:

"Well, the items aren't rare, just a bit complicated, but luckily we found them all."

Mingmiao clasped her hands together in front of her chest, feeling both joy and apprehension.

"Why...why are you so good to me?"

Zhu Wen replied with a smile:

"No reason."

Mingmiao, with her eyes red and swollen like a rabbit's, was speechless.

The first-year junior high student next to him was extremely envious.

But they dared not speak at that moment.

everything's ready.

Zhu Wen waved and called to Ming Miao, and they went to his courtyard.

In what was once an empty plain, a spiritual spring has appeared, with a bamboo pavilion built on top. Flowing white gauze covers the outside world, and inside the gauze tent, spiritual mist swirls and steam rises.

"This is the sacred spring?"

Mingmiao looked curiously into the gauze curtain.

She had also heard these past few days that the most famous thing about this small town was the Lingquan Spring.

It is said to be a companion spring flowing from a spiritual vein, containing trace amounts of natural spiritual energy.

Because it is mild and nourishing, even ordinary people can use it, and it can prolong life.

For cultivators, it can also repair hidden injuries in their bodies, making it a very good thing.

As a result, tourists from all walks of life flock to the small town, all drawn by the sacred spring.

Fortunately, the town has abundant spiritual spring resources, so there is no need to compete for them. Everywhere in the town, there are inns that use the name of spiritual springs.

But Mingmiao remembered that when they rented this courtyard, there was clearly no spiritual spring inside.

Zhu Wen explained:
“Other spiritual springs are full of impurities and are not suitable for your body. So these past two days I have specially found a pure one and managed to move it to the area below our yard, and dug out a spring in my yard.”

Zhu Wen spoke lightly, but in reality, such a thing can only be accomplished at the peak of the Mahayana stage.

Only when one reaches such a state can one move mountains and fill seas, becoming omnipotent.

Zhu Wen did all this simply to repair Ming Miao's body.

Mingmiao felt that no matter how many times she was moved, it could never compare to how good Sister Zhu was to her.

She could only secretly vow to remember this kindness.