Chapter 414: Sect Master Arrives in Person

That's...

Her expression tightened.

She hastily pulled out the dagger and, moreover, fed Yun Zhi a pill.

As Yun Zhi improved, Ye Qingran clearly felt that the mysterious power within her was also gradually fading.

At this moment, her heart was filled with shock.

She finally understood.

As long as she killed Yun Zhi, she would also die!

"Miss, are you alright?"

Han Xing Leng Yue saw Ye Qingran stiffen for a moment, rushed forward, and looked worried.

"It's fine..." Ye Qingran stared blankly for a while, then gently shook her head.

"How is it? Did you discover anything?"

Ye Qingran stared at Yun Zhi, "That person wants my life!"

The two were startled.

Ye Qingran said, "The instant I touched Yun Zhi's heart with the dagger, I sensed the breath of death. If I push the dagger forward another inch, I too would die on the spot!"

Han Xing Leng Yue were so shocked they could not speak.

Such a thing is simply too shocking to hear.

"So, that person wants me to kill Yun Zhi; I didn't strike just now, he must be furious, thus leaking his aura, which I sensed..."

Everything made sense.

"Who exactly is that person? Why does he want Miss..."

Ye Qingran stood up, the corner of her mouth slowly curling, "That person isn't trying to make me kill Yun Zhi? Then we'll turn the tables—I want to see who is hiding in the dark!"

The next day, a piece of news shocked the entire city.

Ye Qingran was gravely injured and incurable, on the verge of death, barely holding on!

"How could this be? Ye Qingran is a Guest Minister Elder of the Divine Medicine Sect, how could she suffer a fatal injury?"

"She is also an eighth-rank alchemist, how could she not save herself?"

"Could it be that doctors cannot heal themselves?"

This news spread without legs, soon everyone knew.

The shopkeeper of the Medicine King Pavilion also came out, saying he was powerless to help.

An inn

"What? Ye Qingran is gravely injured and incurable, about to die?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Huanhuan's eyes lit up.

"Indeed, it's said that Zhuang Xian from the Medicine King Pavilion came to see her, but could not turn the tide!"

The speaker was a black-clad man wearing a cloak.

Originally, it was he who rescued Ye Huanhuan from Han Xing Leng Yue's hands.

"What's going on? Could it be that Ye Qingran killed Yun Zhi?" After saying this, Ye Huanhuan felt something was off, "If Ye Qingran killed Yun Zhi, why didn't she die immediately? Perhaps it was her subordinates who struck, so she only suffered serious injury instead of dying outright."

This is also possible.

"Hearing is false, seeing is believing; we must first investigate whether Ye Qingran is truly gravely injured to know the truth."

Ye Huanhuan nodded after hearing this.

That night.

The moon was bright, the stars sparse.

In Ting Yu Xuan, all was quiet.

Approaching the main bedroom, faint sounds could be heard from inside.

"Elder Sister Xing Er, how exactly did Mother end up like this?"

"Why has Mother been unable to get out of bed lately? She can't eat, can't drink, and sometimes vomits blood?"

"Wu..."

The children's tender voices, tinged with crying, came from below.

Two black silhouettes concealed their aura, almost blending with the night.

"Xiao Hu Xiao Chen, don't worry, Miss is fine!"

"It's late; you should go to sleep now."

Soon after, the two children returned to their rooms, the two maids closed the doors and stood in the hallway sighing.

"Xing Er, what should we do? Miss..."

"Yue Er, don't be afraid, I've already sent a pigeon letter to request the Sect Master of the Divine Medicine Sect!"

The two maids said, one after another entered the main bedroom.

In the bedroom, the lights were bright, occasional weak coughs could be heard, the air filled with a strong medicinal smell.

"Could it be that Ye Qingran is truly gravely injured?!"

Ye Huanhuan muttered to herself.

"Judging by this, it should be correct. However, to be safe, let's observe further!"

The black-clad man said in a low voice.

After staying hidden for a while, the two then left.

In the room, Ye Qingran opened her closed eyes, her pupils gleaming.

They've left.

Her skin was as white as snow, with a faint rosy glow—where is there any trace of illness?

"Huh~"

Han Xing Leng Yue let out a breath.

"Miss, you truly are divinely perceptive—you actually knew someone would come tonight!" Leng Yue gave a thumbs up.

"Two people just came; I'm curious—who are they?" Ye Qingran wondered, recalling the two auras she had just sensed, her expression turning more serious.

Those two had very strange auras, and both are masters!

If she hadn't concealed her true strength, she would likely have been discovered by them.

Thus another three days passed.

The news of Ye Qingran's serious injury had long spread everywhere, and as time went on, there seemed to be no sign of improvement.

Everyone in Xiliang City thought Ye Qingran couldn't hold on much longer.

Many came to visit, but were turned away at the door.

"Giddy up!"

A clear shout rang out, followed immediately by the sound of hooves like a sudden rain.

A white horse's silhouette galloped wildly along Xuanwu Street.

On its back sat a handsome middle-aged man.

His lips were pressed tight, he stared ahead, his brows slightly furrowed, his whole body exuding anxiety, and the dust on his shoulders showed his weary journey.

On a wine house, two black-clad figures noticed that dashing figure on Xuanwu Street.

"That's..."

"The Sect Master of the Divine Medicine Sect, Feng Mian!"

"Is that Feng Mian?" Ye Huanhuan started, "I didn't expect him to really come; he looks very anxious—it seems Ye Qingran really is done for this time!"

Even though she had gone to Ting Yu Xuan that night to check things out, she still found it hard to believe, but seeing the Divine Medicine Sect's Sect Master come all the way from the Xuan Yuan Dynasty, she believed it.

Ye Qingran must be in dire straits, otherwise she wouldn't have sent the Divine Medicine Sect's Sect Master on such a trip.

"Looks like it's time for me to go back!"

Since Ye Qingran is already on the verge of collapse, if she goes back now, Ye Qingran can't do anything to her, right?

Besides, she is no longer the former Ye Huanhuan.

Even if Ye Qingran had the cultivation of a Profound Venerable, she wouldn't be afraid!

That figure sped past Xuanwu Street, sparking heated discussion among the townsfolk.

"He is the Sect Master of the Divine Medicine Sect!"

Soon everyone knew that the Sect Master of the Divine Medicine Sect had arrived in Xiliang City.

It's obvious he came for Ye Qingran.

Many people came to the front gate of the Ye Residence to join the excitement.

"Looks like Ye Qingran is seriously injured this time!"

"The Sect Master of the Divine Medicine Sect has personally arrived—this is certainly no good omen!"

Seeing Feng Mian enter the Ye Residence, the crowd chattered, growing ever more convinced of the rumor that Ye Qingran's grave injury was incurable.

In Ting Yu Xuan, Feng Mian stood at the room's door, brushed off the dust on his body, and tidied up his appearance a bit.

He took a deep breath, then pushed the door open.

"He's here."

Ye Qingran lifted her eyes from the book in her hand and glanced at Feng Mian.