Chapter 143

"Hmm, then it's happily decided, let's all go to Juding Peak together!"

Liu Qingyu clapped her hands lightly, the action carrying a bit of girl-like playfulness, forming a strange contrast with the dignified and steady temperament around her.

Her gaze fell on Jiang Ye on the side, and she said softly:

"This elder, you should have no objection, right?"

Jiang Ye took a deep look at Liu Qingyu, a flash of strange color in the depths of his eyes, and shook his head slightly: "None."

The aura that this Liu Fengzhu Liu erupted with just now was not weaker than Luo Song's at all.

Moreover, the move she casually unleashed could actually control Zhao Jing and Luo Song at the same time...

Worthy of being the Liu Fengzhu of Profound Water Peak, her strength is truly astonishing.

It seems that her inner self is not as easy to talk to as she appears on the surface.

Seeing Jiang Ye nod, a shallow smile appeared on Liu Qingyu's beautiful face.

That smile was like the sunshine after the rain, warm and bright, making one feel like bathing in the spring breeze.

"Hmm?!"

Seeing the smile on Liu Qingyu's face, Yang Han's face inexplicably flashed in Jiang Ye's mind.

Both of these are women of stunning beauty, but the feeling of their smiles is completely different.

Subsequently, Liu Qingyu stretched out a green onion-like jade finger, a light blue light flickering on the fingertip, the light soft and clear, like a drop of concentrated lake water.

She flicked it lightly, and a crystalline water droplet flew out from her fingertip, accurately landing on Zhao Jing's head, gently spreading out at the sunken wound, turning into a thin water film.

The next instant.

The blood on Zhao Jing's head actually stopped slowly, and the flesh at the edge of the wound began to shrink; although it failed to heal, it no longer bled.

Zhao Jing groaned, did not thank her, just turned his head away with a gloomy expression.

Seeing this scene, Luo Song hurriedly stepped forward, leaning toward Liu Qingyu like a child, that bark-like old face piled with fawning smiles: "Little Yu, I want it too, I want it too!"

Liu Qingyu shook her head helplessly and said: "Stop messing around, Old Luo, you aren't injured!"

Hearing this, Luo Song glared at Zhao Jing with dissatisfaction, his eyes full of disgust:

"Bastard, how come you haven't made any progress, still so weak, you couldn't even make me get injured!"

Zhao Jing, who had originally suppressed his anger, felt the corners of his eyes tremble fiercely twice, staring fixedly at Luo Song, the veins on that cold, hard face bulging.

Clearly, he didn't practice fire-element true qi, but at this moment, he felt like he was about to spew fire.

But in the end, he still didn't erupt, just gritted his teeth, with a style of not bothering to argue with Luo Song.

Liu Qingyu ignored the secret fight between the two, reached out and waved to Lu Ming and Chen Lili who were hiding in the distance, and said softly:

"You two little ones, come over!"

Her voice was soft and warm, carrying an irresistible affinity.

Lu Ming and Chen Lili hurriedly ran over, their steps light, afraid of letting this Liu Fengzhu wait for even one more second.

"Greetings to Liu Fengzhu Liu!"

The two bowed slightly to Liu Qingyu with respectful expressions.

"Come, let me touch you."

Liu Qingyu stretched out a slender jade hand, the palm as fair as jade, five fingers slender, the fingertips glowing with a faint pink.

A light blue light bloomed in her palm, the light soft and cool, like lake water under the moonlight.

She gently covered her palm on Chen Lili's red and swollen face, the action as light as touching a flower.

"Ugh..."

Chen Lili only felt a cold water aura seep into her skin, like a clear spring flowing over parched land, and her originally burning cheeks instantly cooled down.

That kind of comfort seeped from her skin into her bone marrow, making her unable to help closing her eyes and letting out a comfortable light groan.

When she opened her eyes again, she was shocked to find that the redness and swelling on her face had actually subsided.

She touched her face, it felt smooth, where was there any trace of injury left.

Chen Lili hurriedly bowed to Liu Qingyu again, her face full of gratitude, her voice even trembling: "Thank you, Liu Fengzhu Liu!"

Seeing such a magical scene, Lu Ming on the side immediately had his eyes light up, his small eyes full of hidden excitement.

Good heavens!

Being touched by Liu Fengzhu Liu's hand, the injury is healed?

He looked at Liu Qingyu with eager eyes, his eyes full of anticipation, like a puppy waiting to be fed.

At this moment, he even thought that after Liu Fengzhu Liu finished touching his face...

"I won't wash my face for the next year!!!"

Lu Ming shouted excitedly in his heart.

Liu Qingyu's star-like brilliant eyes seemed to have seen through Lu Ming's thoughts, smiling slightly, the smile carrying a bit of teasing:

"Little fatty, I never touch men."

Saying that, her fingertips flicked lightly, and two light blue crystalline water droplets flew out from her fingertips, accurately landing on Lu Ming's face. The water droplets spread out on Lu Ming's face, turning into a thin water film, the cool water aura seeping into his skin.

Soon, the redness and swelling on Lu Ming's face also slowly receded, returning to its original appearance.

"Thank you, Liu Fengzhu Liu..."

Lu Ming felt some regret in his heart, but still bowed to Liu Qingyu with a respectful expression.

Jiang Ye on the side was looking at Liu Qingyu's treatment methods with interest, a flash of playfulness in the depths of his eyes.

Unexpectedly, this Liu Fengzhu Liu is also a healer.

Her water can actually be used for healing.

This kind of healing method that uses water-element true qi to the extreme is truly an eye-opener for him.

"This elder, do you want it?"

Just as Jiang Ye was pondering, Liu Qingyu cast her gaze on him, a trace of teasing smile in those star eyes, and asked in a soft voice.

"Ah?!"

After Jiang Ye was slightly startled, he shook his head slightly, his voice plain: "Thank you for your kindness, Liu Fengzhu Liu, Jiang is not injured and does not need treatment."

"Oh."

Liu Qingyu smiled shallowly: "I see you are a stranger, just joking with you."

Saying that, she turned around gracefully, the light cyan gauze fluttering in the wind, outlining her graceful figure like an ink painting.

Her voice was crisp: "Let's go, go to Juding Peak."

Juding Peak, Tianqing Hall.

Jiang Ye raised his head slightly, looking at the plaque above.

"Tianqing Hall," the three characters were written with iron strokes and silver hooks, the brushwork vigorous, faintly revealing a majesty that suppresses all directions and rules the eight wildernesses.

This was his first time coming to the place where the Sect Master resides since joining the sect, and also his first time stepping into the true core of power of the Tianqing Sect.

Lu Ming and Chen Lili stood behind him, appearing calm on the surface, their spines straight, but their heartbeats couldn't help but accelerate, their palms full of cold sweat.

They had joined the sect for several years and had never been here before.

This is the true core of the sect, the place where the Sect Master discusses matters and issues decrees; ordinary disciples, let alone entering, are not even allowed to approach.

If it weren't for following the Peak Masters today, they wouldn't even have the qualifications to stand outside the door.

Liu Qingyu walked to the front of the hall door, her fair-as-jade palm tapping lightly on the vermilion door, emitting a crisp light sound.

Her voice was soft:

"Sect Master Brother, Qingyu requests an audience!"

The moment the words fell.

Rumble.

The door of the hall opened slowly.

"Come in."

Liu Qingyu stepped into the hall.

Following closely behind were Luo Song and Zhao Jing.

Arriving here, the usually lazy Luo Song perked up a bit, that bark-like old face having less playfulness and more solemnity.

Zhao Jing was still in his cold, hard appearance, only the anger in his eyes slightly restrained, yet still gloomy as ink.

Jiang Ye brought Lu Ming and Chen Lili into the hall as well.

His steps were steady, his expression calm.

Lu Ming and Chen Lili followed closely behind him, their heartbeats like drums, yet they forced themselves not to show any timidity.

Inside the hall, candles were bright, illuminating the objects in the room as bright as day.

In the very center, a huge stone chair was empty.

That stone chair was ancient and heavy, with the Tianqing Sect's logo carved on the back, six mountain peaks surrounding a green sun, the patterns fine and lifelike.

That is the Sect Master's seat, and also the symbol of the Tianqing Sect's power.

Liu Qingyu stood in the hall, Luo Song and Zhao Jing stood on both sides, none of the three sat down, just waiting quietly.

Jiang Ye brought Lu Ming and Chen Lili to stand at the very back.

The next instant.

"It's been a while since I've seen the three of you come together."

A somewhat ethereal voice rang out, the voice neither high nor low, but clearly falling into the ears of everyone present, like the bell of a distant mountain, distant and deep.

An old man dressed in a light cyan robe, with bright divine light in his eyes, looking about sixty years old, appeared in the center of the hall like a light breeze.

His face was thin, with three long beards under his jaw, his brows revealing an air of dignity without anger, his eyes deep and bright, like two deep pools.