Chapter 18

"What?!" Luo Changfeng shouted upon hearing this, then looked at Shi Ran with exasperation, "Master coughed up blood for you!"

Shi Ran was nearly frightened to death by Luo Changfeng—this person speaks without restraint and won't rest until they've shocked someone to death—"Can't you speak a little softer? Master only coughed twice! There was no blood!"

After thinking, she continued: "Besides! Master didn't do it for me...... Well, maybe, this matter is somewhat related to me! But it also can't be said to be for me!"

Luo Changfeng was lost in his own world, completely unable to hear Shi Ran's explanation, anxiously pacing back and forth, "Master coughed up blood! Master coughed up blood for you! What should we do? What should we do, ah! Master must have suffered cultivation damage!"

Shi Ran helplessly watched Luo Changfeng pacing back and forth; she couldn't wake someone pretending to sleep, so she let him figure it out himself!

Suddenly, Luo Changfeng stopped dead in his tracks, "Where's that broken umbrella of yours? Bring it out!" He rolled up his sleeves, "Today I'll avenge Master!"

You need to find Bai Xiaohong! Shi Ran shrank her neck this time, because she had made a mistake, she dared not be alone with Master, so she hid in her own sea of consciousness, not knowing how she was persuaded by Fantian, he took out the pear blossom white liquor he had cherished for a long time, and had her apologize to Master.

She went to find Master with great enthusiasm, but after drinking her self-penalty of three cups, she lost consciousness before finishing the second cup.

Bai Xiaohong drank the last cup for her, and to this day is still snoring loudly in her own sea of consciousness!

"She... she she feels deeply guilty, now reflecting in my sea of consciousness!" Shi Ran lied without blinking an eye.

"If that's the case, then... let's wait until she wakes up to talk about it!" Luo Changfeng didn't dwell on it either.

He is now concerned about Master's injury on one hand, and curious about Shi Ran's sea of consciousness on the other.

As for that umbrella that injured Master, he will surely take revenge when he gets the chance—there's nothing more to say about that.

But Shi Ran's sea of consciousness—according to what he knows, it contains a dragon, and now also an umbrella, so "What exactly is your sea of consciousness like? It already has a dragon and an umbrella—can it still hold anything else?"

Sea of consciousness?

Before transmigrating, Shi Ran thought this was pure fantasy, but after transmigrating, she felt everything was natural and inevitable, the only difference being that her sea of consciousness seemed incredibly, incredibly, incredibly vast.

The sea of consciousness, boundless and endless, with hardly any end.

Upon first entering it, Shi Ran suddenly felt herself as tiny as dust, drifting and sinking in the boundless silence.

She was enveloped by a pervasive, deep, azure blue. This azure blue spread silently, as vast as an ocean, as profound as the universe.

Several meteors suddenly streaked across the azure curtain, leaving behind brilliant yet fleeting silver-white trails. Some stars gradually condensed, quietly forming hazy nebulae, rotating and diffusing, as if nurturing new possibilities; others suddenly burst, exploding with astonishing brilliance like supernovae, in an instant illuminating the previously blurred corners of cognition.

Deeper still, there lies an abyss bluer than the azure blue. This abyss is not empty; rather, faint dark currents surge within it. Shi Ran doesn't know what lies beneath, but it seems to emit a subtle gravitational pull—both chilling and inexplicably drawing the gaze of exploration, even Fantian has not fully traversed this entire abyss.

But can these things be told to Luo Changfeng? Even Shi Ran, a novice cultivator who just transmigrated, knows she is not normal.

"Hmm..... what is your sea of consciousness like?" Shi Ran threw the question back.

"A lake!" Luo Changfeng eagerly wanted to know about Shi Ran's sea of consciousness, so he let his guard down, "Bear Frost is an ice mountain, Evening Rain is a forest, If Snow is an endless earth, Jade Flute is impressive—heard Master say it's mountains and rivers that also alternate day and night."

Then I definitely can't say it, Shi Ran made up her mind, with an innocent expression, "My sea of consciousness seems like a volcano, though it's still quiet now, with no lava."

Is she a fire spiritual root? A sea of consciousness that is a volcano is still relatively normal.

"Ah!" Luo Changfeng obviously didn't expect this answer, was about to ask again how that dragon and that umbrella spirit coexist peacefully...

Qi Chengshuang knocked on the door with a dark face, "The grandmaster uncle has returned, Master has summoned you!"

These disciples' grandmaster uncle is Qianyuan Zunzhe, specializing in medical cultivation, who jointly founded the Floating Dream Sect with the sect ancestor Qingchen Zunzhen, often wandering the four seas, hanging the gourd to heal the world.

After the sect ancestor Qingchen returned to the Ruins, Lingxiao generally wouldn't bother the grandmaster uncle to return to the sect; this time, specifically requesting his return shows how much he values Meiruoxue.

Shi Ran stood behind Luo Changfeng and Qi Chengshuang, with Xiao Muyu on her left and Gu Yusheng on her right; Xiao Muyu was still alright, considered the gentlest among the few fellow disciples.

Gu Yusheng used to ignore Shi Ran, but this time, for some unknown reason, he kept looking at her with his nostrils, making Shi Ran angry enough to roll her eyes, "What are you pulling? What's the original male lead, female lead having an accident—it's not like she didn't save them back!"

The grandmaster uncle took Meiruoxue's pulse, relievedly nodded, "A Xue's Soul-Cleansing Powder has been dispelled, her three souls and seven spirits have returned to their places; after another two days of recuperation, she'll be fine! You don't need to rush either—let her rest and recover properly for a while!"

Everyone's faces showed joy, only Shi Ran kept rolling her eyes; Qianyuan blew his beard in anger, then called Shi Ran forward, "That one called Shi, Shi Ran, you come over—how is it? Dissatisfied with my medical skills?"

Shi Ran looked bewildered, "No!" She hadn't spoken a word so far, nor done anything.

Qianyuan looked at the cold moon long jade hairpin on Shi Ran's head, unwilling but continued, "Come over, let me also take your pulse!"

"I don't need to! My body is very healthy..." Lingxiao gave a glare, Shi Ran swallowed her unfinished words, and obediently stepped forward to extend her hand.

As soon as Qianyuan took her pulse, his expression changed, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, twisted into a '川' character, making even the originally confident Shi Ran feel uneasy.

Won't he just know from taking the pulse that I'm a soul from another world who transmigrated here?

After half a moment, Qianyuan withdrew his hand, solemnly glanced at Lingxiao, nodded, making the already uneasy Shi Ran even more uneasy.

"Grandmaster uncle, am I about to die? You're doing this... I feel worse, better just tell me straight! Did I get an incurable disease? Or was I poisoned? Could it even be that I was afflicted with gu?"

Originally, everyone's attention was on Meiruoxue, but when Shi Ran said this, all eyes turned to her again, though each person's expression varied.

Qi Chengshuang coldly snorted, "Indeed, evil begets evil—hasn't the time come?"

Xiao Muyu glanced back and forth, gently pulled Qi Chengshuang, "Second senior brother~ don't say that!"

Gu Yusheng didn't lift his head, still guarding by Meiruoxue's bedside, but from Shi Ran's angle, she could see his mouth corners turned up.

Only Luo Changfeng was still worried about Fantian and Bai Xiaohong, "Grandmaster uncle, is Shi Ran's illness serious? Does it affect her sea of consciousness?"

Only Lingxiao in the room cleared his throat, asked Qianyuan, "Master uncle, is there any solution?"

Qianyuan shook his head, he was still more concerned about Lingxiao, "What's wrong with you? Sounds like stagnant spiritual energy! Recently any cultivation obstruction? Master uncle will give you a few acupuncture needles!"

Lingxiao rarely smiled, "Thank you, Master uncle, for your concern—I'm fine, just been traveling continuously lately, a bit tired."

He fixed his gaze on Shi Ran, then turned back to earnestly plead with Qianyuan, "Please, Master uncle, think of a way!"

?? Wishing everyone a healthy and happy Dragon Boat Festival!

【52>? Zongzi is happiness, zongzi is confidence, zongzi is money to spend, zongzi is good luck!

Zong is happiness, zong is confidence, zong is having money to spend, zong is having good luck!