A life of clearness

Chapter 59 I like you

"He chose to escape here, which was a very bad idea." Dugu Zhi sat in a wheelchair, his face was haggard and pale. "But that was his only choice."

In the distance, sword energy was everywhere. But the battle ended very quickly. Within two breaths, it stopped. And the result was obvious.

"Without Bai Shiguan to rely on, he could be so weak." Dugu Zhi saw his father die with his own eyes, but he didn't show any sadness. "You know, when I was young, he was so powerful and arrogant in my eyes. But now, he died before me." He laughed softly.

The violent ups and downs of his emotions made his eyes go dark and he almost fainted.

"Are you okay?" Zhong Xiu originally didn't like Dugu Zhi, and she could sense that Dugu Zhi had a prejudice against her. But now that they were in trouble together, her mentality changed, so she asked in a low voice.

Originally, the woman in red wanted to capture Zhong Xiu alone, but unexpectedly, she was discovered by Doctor Dugu, who asked her to come along.

Doctor Dugu is really a gentleman. The master asked him to help take care of the patient, and he still came even though his life was in danger. Zhong Xiu thought so, so he was very grateful to Dugu.

"I'm fine." Anger being sucked away has a huge impact on mortals. But at this moment, Dugu Zhi must persist. "Are you tired?"

Zhong Xiu nodded. She didn't have the energy to speak. Not only did she feel uncomfortable all over, but every bone and every inch of her skin was telling of her fatigue. If she wasn't holding on, she would have just collapsed on the ground and had a good sleep.

"Your husband is here to save you, but you still want to sleep?" Dugu Zhiqiang held his breath, forcing himself to keep thinking and talking to resist the fatigue that permeated from his soul. "Once you fall asleep, there is no way to save you, and you will never wake up again."

"Okay. I can't sleep." Zhong Xiu muttered to himself.

"Let me tell you what those monks were thinking behind their fight just now."

"They didn't do anything." Zhong Xiu understood Dugu Zhi's real intention of talking non-stop, and now he cooperated very well and tried his best to recall.

After being kidnapped by the woman in red, they had been confused and didn't know where they were until they suddenly saw Rong Qing and others. Zhong Xiu was still confused, but Dugu Zhi was so perceptive that he had already calmed down and observed the outside world.

He and Zhong Xiu were in a well-ventilated pavilion, and could easily overlook the many flower walls surrounding the pavilion. Outside, there was a black fog. Rong Qing was facing the ghost-faced man in the black fog. The mirror table with flowers and smoke and the outside world filled with death and danger seemed like two different worlds. They were indeed two different worlds.

Dugu Zhi saw at a glance that the scope of the mirror stage was not large, but it gave him a strange feeling of being far away. Fortunately, he could see and hear everything that happened in the outside world clearly in the center of the pavilion.

"That ghost-faced man... from what he claimed, he must be a Nascent Soul True Lord in the cultivation world. This level of cultivation is very impressive even in the cultivation world." Dugu Zhi sighed, "As for Mr. Yu, I don't know what her level of cultivation is, but from the way the ghost-faced man addressed her, even if she is not in the Nascent Soul stage, she at least has the strength of a Nascent Soul cultivator. The ghost-faced man held us hostage early because he was afraid of Mr. Yu. When he was injured and in a disadvantageous situation, he used us as bargaining chips to buy him time to recover."

Dugu Zhi narrowed his eyes, recalling the rather tragic condition of the ghost-faced man's right hand. Although Rong Qing's face was also covered in blood, she was calm and her aura was even more vigorous. It was clear at a glance that Rong Qing had the upper hand in the fight.

"In that case, why didn't the Ghost-Faced Man use us to threaten the gentleman from the beginning?" Zhong Xiu didn't understand.

"Because of the timing." Dugu Zhi's lips curled slightly, with a hint of sarcasm in his smile, "Even if he kidnapped us, the ghost-faced man still has doubts in his heart as to whether we can really make Mr. Yu and others worry. After all, if we push too hard at the beginning, the other party may just turn hostile. We are both mortals with short lifespans. Compared with the long years and great paths that cultivators have experienced, it is really not worth mentioning. So the ghost-faced man must use us at the best time. As a Yuanying Zhenjun, he must have the pride to fight with Mr. Yu first. If he loses, we can also use it as a counterattack to disturb his mind."

"This..." Zhong Xiu was startled when he heard this, "Sir, haven't you fallen into the scheme of the Ghost-faced Man? Does Doctor Dugu have any solution?"

"I am trapped here, and I have no skills, what can I do?" Dugu Zhi chuckled, "The only way to help Ms. Yu is to stay alive and not let her walk to the exit with so much hardship, only to see a dead person."

When Zhong Xiu heard the occasional witty remarks from the usually steady Doctor Dugu, she couldn't help but smile.

"Besides, what is she afraid of being plotted against..." Dugu Zhi's voice was so low that even he could hardly hear it. The words that Rong Qing said before entering the mirror angered Sima Erba and also reminded Dugu Zhi. Generally speaking, the party who suddenly speaks more is either guilty or wants to fool the other party, or both.

Sima Erba was anxious to get Rong Qing into the mirror table. In addition to buying time to recover, he might have some hidden cards in the mirror table. Rong Qing just came in directly. Judging from Dugu Zhi's experience with her, she didn't look unsure. More importantly... "I am here thanks to you, Xiuniang. Thank you very much, Xiuniang," Dugu Zhi tried his best to make a salute.

"Doctor Dugu, why do you need to do this?" Zhong Xiu quickly returned the greeting.

"Because, Ms. Yu likes you more than you think, and more than she thinks." Dugu Zhi looked at the figure in white in the distance, "You can be happy now."

Rong Qing looked at the shattered body of Yun Tong, with shock and unwillingness in her eyes. Fearing that he would not die, she even chopped him a few more times.

A small seal flew out from Yuntong's dantian and hovered in front of Rong Qing.

This was Baishi Temple. She only needed to take one look to intuitively confirm it.

There was a mysterious feeling of connection. A strange color flashed across Rong Qing's eyes. Without hesitation, she cut open the palm of her right hand, took the small seal into her hand, and at the same time, her spiritual consciousness seeped into it and began to recognize the master.

Baishiguan offered almost no resistance. The process of recognizing the master was extremely easy. After completing it, Rong Qing's mind became clearer.

"No wonder you accepted me as a nominal disciple. No wonder it was so easy for me to accept you as my master."

The replacement of the master of Baishi Temple, that is, the position of the master, has its own rules. Now Rong Qing is the master of the temple, and can check who is in the temple from the many pieces of information sent from the small seal.

Originally, Rong Qing was a registered disciple, but now he has become the master of the temple. This is a change of power and status within the temple, so it was very easy for Rong Qing to accept the master.

As for why Yun Tong wanted to accept her as a registered disciple... Rong Qing silently sensed the invisible connection in her mind. She had a vague grasp of the positions and states of Feng Cong, Shan Xing, Yun Nong and others. Since Yun Tong coveted all of Rong Qing's trump cards, she could seize some advantages with the special power of Bai Shi Guan.

This kind of control is from above to below. Rong Qing was unaware of it before. Now thinking back, she can't help but feel scared.

"Fortunately, this induction of the status is only approximate. I am indeed in the foundation-building stage. Moreover, my mind has shifted to the avatar of the robe, and Bai Shiguan's tracking and sensing ability actually targets the avatar. Therefore, this special ability still has some omissions."

"But the way Baishi Temple records its disciples is too special." Rong Qing couldn't help but feel confused. "I just agreed. And I agreed casually. I didn't swear any oath."

Now, she has not suffered from it, but no one can guarantee whether there will be similar things in the future that will make her agree to it casually and make her suffer a fate worse than death.

"Talk less and make fewer mistakes." Rong Qing secretly warned herself.

She was not familiar with Yun Tong and the others at that time, but she was contrary to her usual temperament and became eloquent, just to fool Yun Tong and the others. Therefore, no matter whether it was Sima Erba or Yun Tong, as long as they were out of character and talked a lot, she would be alert.

Rong Qing collected Bai Shi Guan, Yun Tong's body and golden elixir, and did not stop, but continued to walk and observe the constantly changing direction.

To be honest, she did not expect Yun Tong to risk entering here. It was only after she saw him coming in that she roughly understood. Without the threat of Rong Qing, the ghost-faced monks might have exploded with all their strength to capture Yun Tong. Although Yun Tong could escape with the help of Bai Shi Guan, he was injured before he escaped into Bai Shi Guan when the spiritual energy was scarce and extremely unstable. "In that short and almost negligible time, Bai Shi Guan only played a partial role. It was equivalent to performing a teleportation. If he was not so unlucky, this teleportation could bring him a lot of insights. It's a pity. The first time I saw him, I also wanted to seize Bai Shi Guan while he was seriously injured."

She was envious of Bai Shiguan's ability to escape. Especially when trapped in a maze like this, it was always good to have more ways to escape.

"This place is indeed as Sima Erba said, a space of its own. It is of the spiritual weapon standard, and a rare spiritual space weapon." The white wall in front of me was pearly gray, and there were lush flowers and trees on the top of the wall. The ground under my feet felt very solid, but there were circles of ripples when I walked. The music coming from somewhere was ethereal and pleasant.

This spiritual space was exquisitely designed everywhere. It was closer to a vague rumor in Rong Qing's mind.

(End of this chapter)