Chapter 8.2 The Master of Ziling Pavilion (1/2)
Yin Hanjiang caught her, without asking why. Then following Wen Renhe’s example he single handedly carried Baili Qingmiao by clothes and flew away. In the original book, Wen Renhe regarded this girl as a treasure, that needed to be kept safe in the palm of his hand and needed to be cared for, so Yin Hanjiang took care of this girl as if she was the life of the devil venerable himself, now that Wen Renhe treated Baili Qingmiao as common grass, Yin Hanjiang also acted casually towards her.
After the two of them left, Wen Renhe walked towards the blue dressed women and recalled the smile used by Shu Yanyan when she pulled her subordinates together as he smiled at the blue dressed woman.
The Supreme Elder of Ziling Pavilion was so frightened as she used a kneeling posture in the air and said in a trembling voice: “You, you, what are you going to do?”
Why did she act like this? I just smiled gently. Wen Renhe felt it was strange in his heart so he withdrew his smile and said with a straight face: “I am very interested in the remains of the ancient gods you mentioned. Find a way to get it, I won’t expose your true face in front of Baili Qingmiao
The blue dressed women looked at Wen Renhe suspiciously, he was clearly not interested!
“If you can not believe it, this venerable will not force you” Wen Renhe said: “but this venerable will still come for you in a hundred years, and I hope that by then your strength will be worth fighting for this venerable.”
The blue-dressed woman shuddered and said, “What kind of monster are you? How could the Mahayana stage have power that is comparable to immortal? “
“Xuanyuan sect, Wen Renhe.” Wen Renhe left his name and address then left the Wanli ice field.
Baili Qingmiao who was just crossing the border didn’t hear their conversation, nor did she know of blue dressed women’s malicious intentions toward her. Baili Qingmiao only thought she was a well meaning senior.
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She also didn’t know that Wen Renhe was the sect leader of Xuanyuan sect, so she foolishly waited for Wen Renhe with Yin Hanjiang at the entrance of the Wanli ice field.
Still worried about the blue dressed women she wandered around Yin Hanjiang: ”Is the elder all right? Is the lady of ice fields all right? They should stop fighting, it’s obvious that they are all good people, so why are they fighting, it is all my fault.
Yin Hanjiang seemed to turn deaf, no matter what Baili Qingmiao said, he didn’t respond.
Wen Renhe sighed when he heard this, there must be something wrong with this Baili Qingmiao’s brain, right?
“Elder!” Seeing that Wen Renhe returned safely, Baili Qingmiao’s eyes brightened as she ran up to him. Seeing that he was fine, her expression was once again one of concern: “The elder on the ice field…”
“Not dead.” Wen Renhe words were simple and comprehensive.
It was only then that Baili Qingmiao became relieved and bowed to Wen Renhe: “Thank you for your help. If you hadn’t sent me to the Wanli ice field to gain experience and taken away the fire feather cloak, I would not have been able to achieve enlightenment in Dao and ascend to golden core.
Hearing these words, the cold-hearted Wen Renhe really wanted say: No, I really wanted you to die
“Hmm.” He nodded. “You’ve been down the mountain for a long time, I still need to help him heal, Go back.”
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Baili Qingmiao hearing Wen Renhe’s words, was happy to return. You could even see a trace of joy in her back.
Wen Renhe palm landed on Yin Hanjiang’s arm, displeased, he said: ‘Venerable originally wanted to treat your body coldness, but instead, he injured you.”
“It’s because I am not strong enough.” Yin Hanjing said as he bowed his head.
“Go back to main altar, this Venerable will help to heal”
After that, Wen Renhe wrapped one arm around Yin Hanjiang’s waist and wrapped him in the light as they vanished. In an instant, they returned to the Xuanyuan sect main altar. As for the overturned Wanli ice field, Wen Renhe did not care about it. Anyway, the environment of Wanli ice field was special and full of extremely cold Qi. In another hundred years or so it will probably recover by itself.
When they came to the spiritual spring at the back of the main altar, Wen Renhe asked Yin Hanjiang to soak in it. But Yin Hanjiang took three steps backwards: “This is the cultivation place of Venerable, this subordinate cannot use it.”
“Yin Hanjiang, don’t let this venerable repeat his order,” Wen Renhe said in a deep voice as he pinched Yin Hanjiang chin. “If you dare to refuse this venerable again, I will cut off your tongue.”
Warm fingertips rubbed against Yin Hanjiang skin, making his face burn red. Yin Hanjiang had the courage to take a closer look at Wen Renhe before he resignedly closed his eyes and took off his clothes to soak into the spiritual spring.
Most of the clothes in the cultivation world were protection magic treasures just like Wen Renhe robe that was specially refined by him to integrate attack and defense. Otherwise, it would be unseemly for everyone to wear mortal clothes, their own aura alone could turn their clothes to dust, not to mention defense.
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Since clothing was a defensive weapon that would block most of the aura from the outside world, it was necessary to at least change into ordinary clothing before practicing into the Spiritual Spring or use Qi to heal wounds. Yin Hanjiang still had a single layer underneath, which stuck to his body when his body immersed in the water.
Wen Renhe also took off his robe as he walked into Spiritual Spring, putting his hand on Yin Hanjiang’s back heart, helping him separate from his soul bound sword.