Chapter 1148

The old master was equally surprised; after asking, he seemed to anticipate something, stroking his beard with a solemn expression: "Unless, having once suffered a severe injury, causing the meridians and bones to be completely shattered…"

Ling Xiao nodded, "Yes."

Three years ago, when the Wu Lin Alliance held a gathering of all sects, they sent these children to Medicine Valley for training; who would have expected that a mole also appeared in Medicine Valley, colluding with assassins from the North Wind State, tormenting the children severely.

Ling Xiao sighed, "Ye Susu was the first to spot the assassins; on the way she was ambushed, and even summoning her beast companion couldn't help—her bones and tendons were all broken, and she could barely crawl back to report the news."

"Wanzhou, he was the fastest; the North Wind State assassins, taking advantage of Ye Susu's injury preventing her from controlling beasts, released wild wolves to chase Wanzhou, nearly biting off both his legs."

"Sining also was poisoned like today; Tingyang's zombie-like skin was hard to penetrate, so that group of assassins took iron hammers and beat his bones—though the bones scattered, the skin remained intact."

"It was Jin Chen and… his older brother who saved them, but there were too many assassins; even taking turns fighting could wear them down to death."

"Jin Chen's older brother was captured by the Eldest Prince; Jin Chen took three stab wounds to the chest, still clung to his last breath despite being poisoned, and yet he managed to kill the remaining dozens of assassins."

"It was Sining who, dragging her poisoned body, helped treat them; before losing consciousness she released the distress signal flare from Medicine Valley. Only then did we learn of this horrific event."

After she finished speaking, even an iron-hearted person couldn't help but feel their eyes well up.

Murong Qiankun and his brother were even more shocked, unable to imagine that these children had ever endured such suffering.

"That's how it happened," the story ended; Ye Susu wiped the tears from her face, forcing a bitter smile: "If it weren't for Jin Chen, we would all have been done for."

"Later, during the recovery period, the pain was awful; worse than the physical pain was the daily doubt of becoming disabled. Suddenly seeing a troupe perform acrobatics sparked our interest, and we began to contemplate a new technique."

"It's exactly the frightening ghost technique you saw before."

After she finished speaking, Jiang Yao was so frightened she even forgot to cry, silently gripping Ye Susu's hand as if to comfort her.

Lan Wuyang endured and endured, then fiercely smashed the cup in her hand, grinding her teeth, "The Bei Feng Kingdom is simply bullying people too much!"

Even someone as good-tempered as Ling Xiuyu, after hearing this, felt anger rise in his chest, wishing he could grab a few members of the Bei Feng royal family and kill them to vent his fury.

Xie Yuancheng suddenly burst into tears, flung himself into Jin Chen's embrace and buried his head, unable to hold back when he heard that Jin Chen had been stabbed three times in the chest; his trembling hand reached up to touch his heart.

"Three stabs…… You must be in a lot of pain, right?"

"It's all in the past." Jin Chen held him and swayed his body slightly, the corners of his mouth turning up ever so slightly, his voice incredibly gentle.

Xie Yuancheng sniffled, his eyes reddening, his words trembling as he said, "All these wicked deeds were done by the Bei Feng Crown Prince; I will definitely help you get revenge."

"Good." Jin Chen lowered his eyes and lightly kissed the corner of his eye.

The nine of them downed a cup in unison, everything understood without words.

All that remained in his heart was a single thought: to kill the Bei Feng competition participants assigned by the Crown Prince, to kill that Crown Prince who had committed countless evils.

After a little over half an hour, the academy head who had obtained the yang ginseng hurried back, so focused on saving a life that he forgot to salute, lifting his robe and rushing into the room; the seventy-year-old man somehow ran with the vigor of a man in his prime.

They waited anxiously in the courtyard, but fortunately the news that finally arrived was good.

The yang ginseng arrived just in time; Sir Ning preserved his life, the toxin maintained a balanced state, and not long after, Youyou woke up.

After thanking the imperial physician, the nine still held Sir Ning down, forbidding her to get out of bed, and then, with perfect tacit understanding, all left the room at zi hour.

"Yo, you guys are all here."

Tingyang swung his fist, "Indeed, we're in sync."

"Come on, aren't we supposed to meet the young master of the Divine Pavilion? Let's take them over so they can meet! Kill these bastards!"

Lan Wuyang had already picked up the Wan Zhou speech habit; saying it felt extremely satisfying.

The nine climbed over the wall and out of the academy, heading straight for Ting Lake Terrace.

Patrolling Murong Qian watched them leave, then pretended to see nothing, and didn't forget to tell the gate disciples not to close the courtyard gate tonight, to discuss it when they returned.

Late night on Ting Lake Terrace.

Those responsible for guarding here waited left and right for the Bei Feng assassins, but those disciples never came to deliver the young master of the Divine Pavilion.

Several assassins discussed whether they would abandon that Medicine Valley person, and also needed to protect the young master from being discovered.

While they were pondering, suddenly they heard a whooshing sound.

The assassin who almost got hit dodged immediately, only his shoulder grazed; they quickly reacted and drew their weapons.

That sleeve dagger was embedded in the pillar, showing that the person hidden in the darkness possessed profound inner strength, not to be underestimated.

The assassins stood back-to-back in a circle, their black nightwear reducing their presence to a minimum.

Again several hidden weapons were flung; the assassins moved at the sound of wind, and the two sides immediately rushed at each other to kill.

Perhaps they didn't expect the assassins to not care about the Medicine Valley young master's life; though strong, the few assassins were simply too few in number, becoming living targets for their training.

They tried out all the newly learned techniques and moves, finally enjoying the abuse, then cleanly and swiftly finished them off with a single sword.

The nine came quickly and left just as quickly, leaving only a ground full of assassin corpses—enough to infuriate that Crown Prince.

After the early morning hours, the night grew ever darker.

Jin Chen was already preparing to sleep, when he faintly heard some movement outside—footsteps.

Then came the sound of the window being pried open.

Jin Chen gave a careless chuckle and drawled, "I didn't expect Your Highness the Crown Prince to have a habit of sneaking around at midnight like a gentleman on the beams."

He opened his eyes, only to see Xie Yuancheng standing beside the bed, looking rather pitiful, the corners of his eyes still red, immersed in sorrow.

Jin Chen was slightly surprised, sat up and reached out to him, "What's wrong?"

Xie Yuancheng scrambled onto the bed using hands and feet, curled into Jin Chen's embrace, leaning against him, arms around his neck, "I want to see your chest wound."

Jin Chen hesitated a bit, really afraid of frightening him; after a moment of silence, he saw Xie Yuancheng pout his lips, looking aggrieved.

"This is my order; you cannot refuse."

Having said that much, Jin Chen dared not disobey; he could only pull open the ties of his sleepwear, revealing his firm, muscular chest.

Xie Yuancheng held his breath, his trembling fingertips touching the scar on his chest; seeing that it had healed like this, one could tell how much pain Jin Chen must have endured three years ago to survive after being stabbed three times.

The unspoken heartache surged within; as his eyelashes lowered, a tear slipped down and fell onto Jin Chen's arm, scalding hot.

In Jin Chen's dark eyes welled warmth; he lowered his head and gently rested his forehead against Xie Yuancheng's, "It doesn't hurt; don't be sad."

No sooner had the words left his lips than Xie Yuancheng leaned forward, both hands gripping his shoulders, and then he keenly felt a warm touch at his chest—his lips brushing.

"Yuancheng."

Jin Chen's voice was hoarse; he lowered his gaze to the person buried in his arms and reached up to touch the top of their head.

Mm…

Xie Yuan Cheng finally lifted his head, his eyes blurred with tears, then leaned in to kiss Jin Chen's lips; as the tears slipped down, they stained his lips, and Jin Chen caught that faint hint of bitterness.

"I will never let you suffer such a serious injury again." Xie Yuan Cheng whispered, still sniffling as he spoke.

Jin Chen lifted a hand to lightly stroke Xie Yuan Cheng's earlobe, his eyes soft and filled with love, he wrapped his arms around the person's slender waist and lowered his head for a deep kiss.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value 5, total 90!】