Chapter 1779: When Have I Ever Suffered Such Injustice?

The Fifth Elder clung tightly to that sandpot, his gaze as if anyone who dared to have designs on that sandpot would have to fight him to the death.

Seeing the warning in the Fifth Elder's eyes, Steward Li furrowed his brow and said.

"Brother Guo, we've known each other for several hundred years; you wouldn't, would you? It's just...................."

"I just said it, fellow Daoist, who are you? Do I know you?"

"You.................."

Wanting to get a share of his medicinal stew, the Fifth Elder would absolutely not agree, but smelling that aroma, Steward Li's heart was truly hooked.

The cravings in his stomach were drawn out, that aroma constantly drilling into his nose.

In the courtyard, the two old men kept tugging over a pot of medicinal stew, while inside the room, after Ye Zhangqing walked in, the several disciples of the Netherworld Palace were not present.

Those few seemed to have gone to Azure Green Immortal City to buy something.

Anyway, the person had already been sent to the Hall of Longevity, and besides, Ye Zhangqing had been encountered, so the life or death of Luo Jiuyou naturally fell to Ye Zhangqing.

As for these Immortal Realm disciples, these people of the Xia Jie really don't amount to much.

Even if you are a Top Prodigy in the Xia Jie, a young master of your clan, once you come to the Immortal Realm, damn it, who cares about those?

Seeing Luo Jiuyou still lying unconscious on the bed, Ye Zhangqing stepped forward and personally fed him soup.

How did I end up like this? Xiūliàn is just a matter of proceeding step by step; haste makes waste, no need to be so desperate.

Moreover, given Ye Zhangqing's understanding of Luo Jiuyou, this guy doesn't seem like someone who would risk his life.

If you were to switch to Hei Lin, maybe it's still possible; after all, sometimes Hei Lin really goes all out, able to get a big job done without a word.

The medicinal stew was slowly fed to Luo Jiuyou by Ye Zhangqing; as the pot of stew was finished, Luo Jiuyou's breath, though still weak, had obviously stabilized considerably.

No longer was he insubstantial as before, giving a feeling of being unsettled, as if he might vanish at any moment.

After about a quarter of an hour, Luo Jiuyou's eyelids twitched, and under Ye Zhangqing's gaze, he finally slowly opened his eyes.

At first, his gaze was still a bit dazed, as if he didn't know where he was.

But upon seeing Ye Zhangqing, Luo Jiuyou first froze, then exclaimed in delight.

"Zhangqing brother.................."

"It's good that you woke up."

His words were still weak; hearing this, Ye Zhangqing smiled and nodded.

"How did it come to this? No matter how urgent, you can't joke with your own life........................"

Seeing Luo Jiuyou wake up, Ye Zhangqing still wanted to say a couple more things, but before he could finish speaking, Luo Jiuyou's eyes instantly reddened; he struggled to sit up halfway and then threw himself into Ye Zhangqing's embrace.

"Zhangqing brother, I.......... I hate."

"Huh???"

His voice trembling with tears, feeling Luo Jiuyou in his arms, Ye Zhangqing only felt his scalp go numb—what was going on?

"Damn, I haven't even finished speaking, what are you doing rubbing against my chest?"

Ye Zhangqing greatly disliked this feeling; two grown men, what are you doing with all this frilly nonsense?

However, Luo Jiuyou clung tightly to him, and Ye Zhangqing couldn't bear to forcibly push him away, so he could only say helplessly.

"Luo brother, let's talk properly about whatever it is; it's fine, don't be like this.................."

"I hate, I hate, Zhangqing brother; thinking of me, Luo Jiuyou, when have I ever suffered such injustice from childhood to adulthood?"

Luo Jiuyou buried his head deep in Ye Zhangqing's chest, sobbing out his grievances.

Hearing these words, Ye Zhangqing grew more and more doubtful—what exactly is the situation now? So what exactly did this guy experience in the Netherworld Palace?

Could it not be because he rushed for quick gains, practicing a quick-success method in Xiūliàn, training himself into this state?

Looking at Luo Jiuyou like this, this matter obviously has some hidden details.

Originally Ye Zhangqing felt this matter was suspicious; how to put it, Luo Jiuyou doesn't look at all like someone who would risk his life.

He is so cunning, let alone risking his life in cultivation.

Now it seems the matter is indeed not that simple; I just don't know whether those few disciples of the Netherworld Palace are not telling the truth, or they themselves don't know the real situation.

But now that Luo Jiuyou has awakened, we can just ask him and find out.

Under Ye Zhangqing's questioning, Luo Jiuyou, full of grievance, gritted his teeth and recounted the whole story.

The reason he ended up so seriously injured has nothing to do with bullshit cultivation practice.

The Netherworld Palace's cultivation methods and Xiūliàn environment, according to Luo Jiuyou, are extremely suited to their Netherworld clan.

Since being brought to the Netherworld Palace, Luo Jiuyou has felt like a fish in water; his Xiūliàn progress has been almost effortless, everything coming naturally.

Especially the Xiūliàn resources provided by the Netherworld Palace, several of which are exclusive to it.

Moreover, it helps Luo Jiuyou immensely, as if it were tailor-made for their Netherworld clan.

From the moment he entered the Netherworld Palace, Luo Jiuyou's progress has been visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, due to the pressure of that Mi Jing, Luo Jiuyou naturally dare not slack off, after all it concerns his own life—who wouldn't want to come out alive?

And the more he improves, the more assurance he gains; thus Luo Jiuyou also practices Xiūliàn diligently.

Originally everything should have been peaceful, but later, as other Xia Jie people arrived one after another, things gradually started to go wrong.

These Xia Jie people dare not offend the disciples of the Netherworld Palace, and Luo Jiuyou was the first Xia Jie person to arrive.

Moreover, his cultivation level rose quickly, and together with other reasons, he actually became quite favored by the Netherworld Palace's disciples and the stewards.

Everyone are Xia Jie people; seeing Luo Jiuyou spend all day mingling with the Netherworld Palace folks, and moreover he was quite well liked.

Later, those few Xia Jie people who arrived gradually developed jealousy.

They dare not provoke the Netherworld Palace's disciples, but they dare to deal with Luo Jiuyou.

Everyone are Xia Jie arrivals; as for what kind of person Luo Jiuyou was in the Xia Jie, what his status was, that doesn't matter.

Their trivial matters don't concern us; this is the Immortal Realm, and once here they are uniformly called Xia Jie people.

However, those people inside the Netherworld Palace also dare not act openly, so they took advantage of Luo Jiuyou's Xiūliàn practice to launch a sneak attack.

After hearing Luo Jiuyou's words, Ye Zhangqing wore a strange look as he spoke.

"So, Luo brother, you didn't just mess up your cultivation and suffer qi deviation, did you? That's why you're like this?"

"Bullshit, would I, Luo Jiuyou, suffer qi deviation? If it weren't for those beasts making a move, I would have broken through already!"

"Luo Jiuyou hated it until his teeth itched; he spoke through gritted teeth, his teeth clacking, his eyes vicious."

"Now that he's awakened, the more he thinks, the angrier he gets—he, Luo Jiuyou, young master of the Netherworld Clan, when has he ever endured such injustice?"

"He was ambushed and nearly lost his life; if it weren't for meeting Ye Zhangqing, he'd probably be dead."

"So, at this moment Luo Jiuyou has resolved to take revenge; if he doesn't avenge this, he'll write his Luo surname backwards."

"I will definitely kill those bastards."