Chapter 148

Chapter 148: Backbone? Not as Valuable as Spirit Stones!

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She tried calling out to Xiaotao in her mind, wanting Xiaotao to pull her into the spatial realm to escape this predicament.

But Xiaotao tried and found that around Xinlian, she couldn’t mobilize any spiritual energy at all.

Clearly, with Xinlian’s current cultivation level, she could already freeze the surrounding spiritual energy in place.

With no other options, Lin Muyu could only obediently stay put and wait for Xinlian to wake up.

She tilted her head, bringing her nose close to Xinlian’s pale blue hair.

Besides the fragrance of immortal wine, there was also an extremely faint trace of killing intent mixed in, as if she had just experienced a fierce battle.

Lin Muyu wrinkled her delicate nose as she pondered silently.

What on earth had this woman been doing these past few months? She even came back with killing intent on her.

As she waited, perhaps because the aura emanating from Xinlian was too stable and peaceful.

Lin Muyu gradually felt her eyelids growing heavy, drowsiness surging over her like a tide.

But just as she closed her eyes, she felt the arm around her waist suddenly tighten, with such force it seemed like it wanted to knead her entire body into its embrace, causing a slight pain in her side.

Lin Muyu instantly snapped awake and hurriedly asked:

“Master, what’s wrong?”

But Xinlian still hadn’t woken up, only furrowing her brows while murmuring something intermittently:

“…hurts… so… much…”

“Hurts? Could she be injured?”

Lin Muyu’s heart jumped in alarm. She stopped struggling and tried to circulate the Sun and Moon Reversal Technique within her body.

Then she condensed a stream of pure spiritual energy inside her body and transmitted it toward Xinlian, wanting to channel the spiritual energy into her body to see if she was truly injured.

Who knew that the moment the spiritual energy touched Xinlian, it was like opening floodgates.

The spiritual energy within her body surged outward uncontrollably, flowing madly into Xinlian’s body through their physical contact, instantly emptying more than half of her dantian.

And Xinlian, as if sensing the nourishment of spiritual energy, moved her body slightly and directly rolled over, pressing down on Lin Muyu.

Her small mouth gently latched onto Lin Muyu’s neck. Although she didn’t break the skin, it was as if she had opened a second channel for spiritual energy flow, causing the spiritual energy in her body to drain even faster.

Lin Muyu felt the strange soft sensation on her neck, combined with the weakness brought on by the rapid loss of spiritual energy in her body.

She was both shocked and frightened, hurriedly struggling, her voice tinged with panic:

“Don’t… stop…”

But her struggles were utterly useless before the absolute difference in strength.

No matter how she twisted, Xinlian’s arms remained firmly locked around her waist.

In the end, even her clothes became disheveled from the friction, yet she couldn’t break free even a fraction.

Before long, the spiritual energy in Lin Muyu’s body was nearly depleted. Dizzy and disoriented, she could barely hold on, thinking it would finally be over.

But just as she relaxed for a moment, she heard Xinlian, pressed against her ear, unconsciously murmuring:

“Not… enough, still not… enough.”

Suddenly, Lin Muyu felt a sharp pain on her neck, as if something had lightly bitten her.

Her mind instantly went blank.

Why did everyone like biting her neck?

Last time Xiaoyun bit her once, and now even her Master was joining in?

Wait, hold on!

Lin Muyu suddenly realized, terror instantly rising in her heart.

Her blood wasn’t ordinary blood, it contained strange things.

What was worse, when Xiaoyun drank her blood, she could still use Xiaotao’s power to escape.

But beside Xinlian, she didn’t even have the chance to use Xiaotao’s abilities and could only be slaughtered like fish on a chopping board.

She didn’t even have a chance to cry.

Feeling Xinlian’s hand begin to restlessly caress her back, Lin Muyu’s face turned ashen.

It’s over…

She only hoped that Xinlian wouldn’t be like Su Wanqing and could be gentler.

After all, her body couldn’t withstand the unbridled ravaging of a great cultivator like a Peak Master.

But just as she despaired, Xinlian suddenly regained consciousness.

Her body stiffened, then she released her mouth from Lin Muyu’s neck and rolled off her, lying on her side nearby.

Lin Muyu was stunned for a good while before she came to her senses.

Was it over?

She struggled to sit up with her weak and aching body.

Having lost a large amount of spiritual energy in such a short time, her hands and feet were trembling slightly, and she barely had the strength left to raise her hand and straighten her clothes.

Looking at Xinlian again, she was leaning against the headboard, unhurriedly tidying the collar that Lin Muyu had messed up during her struggles.

Her movements were so elegant it was as if nothing had just happened.

After finishing with her clothes, she reached into thin air and produced a wine gourd, pulled out the stopper, and expressionlessly took a sip.

Her eyes gazed calmly ahead, as if she hadn’t been the one pressing down on Lin Muyu and absorbing her spiritual energy just moments ago.

Watching her act so calm and indifferent, anger instantly flared up in Lin Muyu’s heart, and she was just about to question her.

But Xinlian, as if anticipating this, directly raised her hand and tossed out an exquisite storage ring that landed precisely in her lap.

Lin Muyu sneered coldly in her heart.

Trying to buy her off with money?

She wanted to see just how much money this Jade Lotus Peak Master could offer to appease her.

She injected a wisp of spiritual energy into the storage ring. The moment she saw what was inside, her eyes widened instantly.

The space in this storage ring was absurdly large, filled with all kinds of spirit stones piled up into a small mountain.

On top were even more than a dozen supreme-grade spirit stones emitting unique radiance, treasures that even Nascent Soul stage cultivators couldn’t bear to use lightly.

In short, she, Lin Muyu, had become wealthy overnight!

What anger? What questioning?

All of it had been tossed to the back of her mind long ago.

She forgave this wealthy benefactor Master of hers, hehe.

“So, are you happy now?”

That familiar lazy tone sounded in her ear. Having taken a sip of wine, Xinlian’s complexion had clearly improved.

The corners of her mouth curved into a faint smile, her eyes carrying a hint of teasing.

“Mm-hmm, I’m happy now!”

Lin Muyu nodded vigorously, tightening her grip on the storage ring as she calculated gleefully in her heart.

With this many spirit stones, even Nascent Soul stage cultivators probably weren’t this wealthy. What did the spiritual energy that was just absorbed matter?

Never mind once, she’d be happy to do it 10 or even 20 more times.

Wait, no, she couldn’t say that out loud. It would make her look like she had no backbone.

“Oh right, Master, I discovered demonic energy at the foot of the mountain!”

Lin Muyu suddenly remembered the important matter. She hurriedly collected herself and stored the storage ring in her lap into her spatial realm, having Xiaotao count it.

Her tone became serious as well.

“Demonic energy?”

Xinlian’s hand holding the wine gourd paused. The smile on her face instantly vanished, her expression suddenly changed, and her eyes grew a few degrees colder.

“Yes, Master, look at this.”

Lin Muyu didn’t dare delay and immediately drew out that wisp of isolated black energy from her storage space, carefully holding it in her palm.

She wasn’t worried that Xinlian had issues.

If even the Jade Lotus Peak Master was connected to demonic energy, then Qinglan Sect probably had no hope, and she might as well just lie down and give up.

The moment the black energy left the storage pouch, as if sensing some terrifying existence, it instantly became agitated, frantically trying to escape toward the door.

But before it could float to the doorway, a wisp of spiritual energy flicked from Xinlian’s fingertip, precisely trapping the black energy in midair.

It tried its best to corrode, but its power was too weak to have any effect on Xinlian’s spiritual energy.

Xinlian then reached out and grasped that wisp of demonic energy in her hand.