Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

Chapter 407 Lin Jingyue Eradicates the Cold and Yin Qi

In the frozen secret room, all the candles were extinguished, with only a few night-shining pearls the size of bowls emitting a flickering white light.

Lin Jingyue sat cross-legged on the cushion with her eyes closed.

A light frost had already condensed around Lin Jingyue, and even her body was covered with a layer of frost.

Rong Shu stood in front of Lin Jingyue, and a small ice-blue figure flashed out, shrinking shyly on Rong Shu's shoulder.

"Bing Ling, can you help me 'eat' Second Senior Sister's cold energy?"

Bing Ling nodded shyly.

This little elf has always been quiet, not as lively and cheerful as the Wind Spirit and the Fire Spirit. Also, because Rong Shu has revealed his wind and fire spiritual roots, he has never had much use for the Ice Spirit.

This time, Bing Ling can finally help.

Bing Ling, who has always been shy, couldn't help but look forward to it.

After Rong Shu spoke, Bing Ling flew towards Lin Jingyue, opened her small mouth, and began to "absorb" the cold and gloomy energy leaking from Lin Jingyue's body.

Gradually, Lin Jingyue's pale face became more rosy.

Rong Shu formed seals with his hands and sent a steady stream of spiritual energy to Bing Ling, so as to prevent the little guy from getting tired and failing in the middle of the process.

After absorbing most of the leaked cold air, Bing Ling flew to the top of Lin Jingyue's head, rolled a few times, and turned into a blue light and sank into Lin Jingyue's body.

From tendons and veins to acupuncture points.

From flesh and blood to bones.

Wherever the Ice Spirit passed, all the hidden cold and gloomy air was exposed and absorbed completely by the Ice Spirit.

Soon, the cold and damp energy in the body was completely "eaten" by Bing Ling. It burped slightly, and its belly was swollen.

At this time, the spiritual energy transmitted by Rong Shu was like a gentle big hand, kneading Bing Ling's little belly, helping Bing Ling to digest it quickly.

A strange, faint light pattern appeared between Bing Ling's eyebrows.

Rong Shu, who was in tune with Bing Ling, felt at the first moment that Bing Ling seemed to have become a little stronger, and the speed at which it absorbed the cold and yin energy was three times faster.

Next comes the most difficult Dantian.

Lin Jingyue has been practicing for nearly a thousand years. Over time, most of the cold and yin energy produced has settled in his dantian, like a cancer attached to the bone, which is difficult to eradicate.

The location of the Dantian is undoubtedly the most important and vulnerable position for cultivators.

If there is any mistake, the Dantian will be damaged. In the mildest case, the injury will not heal and the cultivation will regress. In the worst case, the cultivation will be wasted and the person will become disabled.

Therefore, Rong Shu sent a voice message to remind Bing Ling: [Bing Ling, you must be more careful from now on, don't hurt Second Senior Sister]

"Lin~" Bing Ling looked serious and nodded heavily.

Bing Ling, who felt that he could continue to "eat a big meal", whooshed into his Dantian...

"..."

Time passed unconsciously.

Wu Hua and He Shu, the loyal servant of the Lin family, who were waiting outside the secret room, were paying close attention to the movements in the secret room.

They couldn't get in and could only guard the road outside.

Waiting from dusk to dawn, finally...

The secret room was opened from the outside.

Rong Shu came out holding Bing Ling, who was already full and unable to fly, in his arms.

"How is the young lady?"

"Junior Sister, did it succeed?"

The two asked in unison.

Rong Shu's eyebrows curved, and he nodded with a smile: "Yes, Bing Ling has already removed all the coldness in Second Senior Sister's body. Second Senior Sister is regulating her spiritual energy."

"Next, it depends on whether the cold and gloomy energy will recover."

Upon hearing the good news, their expressions immediately eased a lot.

Uncle He immediately clasped his fists and knelt down before Rong Shu with an excited look on his face: "Thank you, Chief Rong, for your help! Please accept my humble greeting!"

Rong Shu was shocked.

But Uncle He kowtowed to Rong Shu without giving him any chance to stop him.

Wu Hua took a few steps forward and reached out to feel Rong Shu's pulse. "Junior sister, are you feeling unwell?"

Rong Shu shook his head: "It's okay, I just lost a little spiritual energy, I can replenish it by taking a few Spirit Gathering Pills, Bing Ling is the real hero."

As she spoke, she shook Bing Ling in her arms.

With outsiders around, Bing Ling suddenly became shy again and quickly shrank back into Rong Shu's body.

Wu Hua took Rong Shu's pulse and confirmed that he was fine. Only then did his expression soften: "That's good."

"It's getting late, and you still have to participate in the competition. I'll take you back to Junque Mountain."

"But as for Second Senior Sister..." Rong Shu hesitated.

At this time, Lin Jingyue's voice came from the secret room: "Junior Sister, I'm fine. Uncle He is here, and I will be able to recover soon. I will also go to watch your game then. Wu Hua, you can take Junior Sister back first."

Ever since Rong Shu was attacked, Wu Hua would always accompany Rong Shu whenever he left Junque Mountain to prevent any accidents.

"Well, Second Senior Sister, you have to come and watch my game soon."

"it is good."

"..."

In order to restore his spiritual energy, Wu Hua flew to Junque Mountain with Rong Shu on his sword, while Rong Shu sat behind Wu Hua, took out the Spirit Gathering Pill and started drinking it.

"Brother, now that Second Senior Sister's cold energy has been eradicated, she will be able to cultivate normally. Given time, she will surely reach the Mahayana stage. Then, she won't have to follow the ancestral teachings and marry into the Yan family, right?"

Wu Hua's expression softened: "Yeah."

He didn't need to look back to guess what Rong Shu meant.

Wu Hua pondered and said, "Junior Sister, Jingyue...if marrying into the Yan family can bring the greatest benefits and benefit the family, she will not refuse."

"She is the eldest daughter of the Lin family and the most powerful contender for the position of next head of the Lin family. Her stance may be tainted with selfish motives, but it will never harm the family that gave her life, raised her, and endowed her with honor and power."

"Is that so... Then you are worthy of being the Second Senior Sister." Rong Shu sat cross-legged with his chin supported by his hands.

"By the way, Senior Brother, what kind of person do you think Yan Mingyuan is?"

Previously, Rong Shu had never dared to ask Senior Brother Wuhua this question directly.

However, seeing that Wuhua was in a good mood, Rong Shu asked boldly.

"A... very strange person?" Wu Hua frowned, as if recalling some bad memories. "In his early years, he was invited by the senior brother to come to the Killing Mountain a few times. I only met him a few times."

"Later, he often sent some inexplicable 'gifts' to Zhanming Mountain and asked me to pass them on to Jingyue."

Rong Shu was curious: "What gift?"

Rong Shu became more and more curious about what could make Senior Brother Wuhua show such an indescribable expression.

Wu Hua shook his head. "It's nothing, just some snacks, not worth mentioning."

What a good gift.

They had to send over live fish and shrimps that were full of fishy smell.

Every time Wu Hua takes it to be processed, a whole set of clean clothes is wasted, which is very annoying. (If you don't understand, you can skip to Chapter 322)

Rong Shu didn't understand why, but nodded in agreement.

The young master of a prominent family, with noble status and profound cultivation, only gives a few melons and dates to chase girls?

It’s right that Second Senior Sister doesn’t like him!