Chapter 22: I Don't Like Her

He still cares about others?!

"He's a new disciple our master just took in…" Song Yan's weak voice came.

Hearing this, Cang Li only then recalled that the junior martial sister had mentioned this person to him before.

"Eldest Senior Brother!"

Song Yan faintly heard the junior martial sister's voice; he looked up and saw the junior martial sister hurrying over, her face anxious, her eyes red.

Seeing the junior martial sister safe and sound, he instantly let out a sigh of relief.

After Cang Li carried Song Yan away from the battlefield, he met up with Yuan Yao.

Cang Li set Song Yan down from his back, entrusted him to Yuan Yao, and said, "Yuan Yao, take good care of the eldest senior brother! I'm going to find that junior martial sister Lu!"

Since he's a new disciple our master just took in, we can't just abandon him.

Yuan Yao saw Song Yan covered in blood, her eyes welling up with distress; she steadied him, then heard Cang Li's voice.

"Right, where is that junior martial sister Lu?!"

Yuan Yao, hearing that, looked toward where Lu Xiangxiang was; their eyes met, and Lu Xiangxiang's expression seemed somewhat startled.

"Over there." Yuan Yao pointed without changing her expression.

Cang Li looked in the direction she pointed and saw a white-clad girl hiding in the corner; the girl looked somewhat like the junior martial sister.

And he could see that Lu Xiangxiang was completely unharmed.

Cang Li's gaze deepened; he only turned his head to Yuan Yao and said, "Take the eldest senior brother out of this area; I'll be back shortly."

Just as he was about to go forward, Yuan Yao tugged at him.

By the time he reacted, several high-rank defensive magical artifacts had been stuffed into his arms.

"No need to thank me." Yuan Yao said, then bent down and hoisted the severely injured Song Yan into a horizontal hold.

"Yao Yao…" Song Yan's pale face froze instantly; before he could speak to ask her to put him down, Yuan Yao had already grabbed him and sprinted back the way they came.

Cang Li also stared, dumbfounded.

He quickly came to his senses, put away the high-rank defensive artifact the junior martial sister had given him, and then headed straight toward Lu Xiangxiang.

At that moment, Lu Xiangxiang's expression shifted; she never expected to run into Cang Li again at this time.

When Lu Xiangxiang thought of Cang Li in her past life, disgust welled up in her heart. In her past life, to get revenge on Cang Li, she deliberately crippled his cultivation, threw him into the Jade Clear Cavern, and let countless people defile him.

Besides, the last time she saw him in her past life, he was already gaunt and mad, half-naked, picking up food to eat on the street, muttering his own name.

Just thinking about it makes her feel sick.

And yet the present Cang Li is still a vigorous, spirited young man.

Lu Xiangxiang lowered her eyes, concealing her emotions.

She couldn't let them leave so easily, especially since she hadn't yet contracted this tomb-guarding black dragon!

Thinking of this, Lu Xiangxiang's heart raced; her gaze toward Cang Li held a hint of hostility.

In her past life, the one who contracted the black dragon was Cang Li!

Lu Xiangxiang pressed her lips together; the hand beneath her sleeve twitched slightly, and an imperceptible speck of light shot downward.

Instantly, the speck of light swiftly approached the black giant dragon.

Just as Cang Li was about to pass through the battlefield, that speck of light instantly turned into an ice spur and viciously stabbed into the black giant dragon's belly!

"Roar—" The black giant dragon winced in pain and let out an angry roar.

In an instant, the black dragon's mighty aura blasted away the cultivators besieging it, and that shockwave also bore down on Cang Li.

Cang Li's face twitched slightly; he swiftly swung his spear to block the pressure shock.

He was shaken back several steps.

The black giant dragon was completely enraged, spewing streams of fire at the cultivators present; the flames, almost capable of burning anything, twisted the air.

Boom—boom—boom——

"Oh no!" The dozen or so cultivators were all startled, quickly unleashing techniques to resist.

But among the dozen or so cultivators present, only the white-haired old man was at the early Nascent Soul Realm; the others were either Golden Core Realm or Foundation Establishment Realm.

The white-haired old man staggered back a few steps, then coughed up a mouthful of blood; his hand gripping the great knife trembled uncontrollably.

He gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Everyone, we must subdue this evil dragon!"

As soon as his words fell, the black giant dragon lunged toward him in attack.

The white-haired old man gripped his great sword and quickly went to meet it!

After just two exchanges, the white-haired old man was already defeated; just as he was about to be devoured by the black dragon's maw, the other cultivators swarmed in and rescued him.

The white-haired old man, severely wounded, spat out a mouthful of blood; out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the sneaky Cang Li, and he immediately bellowed:

"Young friend, why won't you come help?!"

Cang Li pretended not to hear.

The white-haired old man weakly cried out: "I remember you are the third disciple of the Thousand Mountain Immortal Lord, Cang Li!"

Cang Li: "…"

The white-haired old man forced himself to stand, then declared righteously: "Little friend Cang, now we must unite our efforts if we are to defeat the black dragon together!"

Cang Li glanced at Lu Xiangxiang still hiding in the corner, then halted his steps, took a deep breath, and turned to face the white-haired old man.

"I am Cang Li, and I cannot shirk this duty!"

Having said that, he gripped his black spear tightly, the tip flashing with cold light; he lifted his head to stare at the imposing black giant dragon before him, feeling no fear.

He stepped forward and swung his spear.

"Thunderclap Spear!"

In an instant, lightning flashed and the spear blade surged toward the black dragon!

The black dragon opened its mouth and spat out a mouthful of flame.

Boom—

Two forces collided violently, the huge impact shoved Cang Li back several steps, and a dull pain came from the chest.

Lu Xiangxiang saw this, the corners of her mouth twitched up slightly, then fell.

At the same time.

Yuan Yao carried Song Yan to a spot not far from the entrance of the White Bone Passage, then set him down.

Yuan Yao asked seriously, "Eldest Senior Brother, how do you feel now?"

"It's fine." Song Yan smiled gently; after taking the Healing Wound Pill given by Cang Li, his injuries gradually improved.

Yuan Yao saw the wounds on Song Yan's face, and her eyes reddened.

She carefully wiped the blood from his face, then took out from her storage space the eleventh-birthday gift her master had given her—a Saint-grade Healing Skin Ointment.

"No need to waste it..." Song Yan saw she was about to apply it to his wound, and he frowned slightly.

"It's for the Eldest Senior Brother—how could that be waste?" Yuan Yao lowered her eyes.

Having said that, she gently treated the wound on his face.

"Just a minor injury." Song Yan coughed a few times, then pressed his pale lips, his gaze unconsciously turning toward the battlefield—"I'm a bit worried about Ah Li and Junior Sister Lu."

Yuan Yao naturally also worried about the Third Senior Brother, but what she wanted to ask at this moment was: "Eldest Senior Brother, has Junior Sister Lu ever done anything bad to you?"

Song Yan blinked in surprise, then lifted his gaze to Yuan Yao.

"Why do you ask that?"

Yuan Yao wanted to tell him about the past life the system had mentioned, but the words got stuck in her throat, as if blocked.

Finally, Yuan Yao could only say, "I don't like her."

Song Yan was somewhat surprised, for the Little Junior Sister rarely expressed likes or dislikes toward others.

Song Yan said gently, "If you don't like her, then don't like her—no need to force yourself to like her. But we must fulfill our duty as senior brothers and sisters."