After about ten minutes, Ren Yuanhao finished resetting the bones in his opponent's hand with extremely exquisite skill.
Seeing that her father no longer had to sleep in that heart-wrenching, miserable posture, Ying Caiwei finally felt much more at ease.
"Little brother, you are much more skilled than that wandering doctor at the foot of the mountain."
"Why do you say that?"
"I've only ever seen him use branches and sticks to fix the bones of kittens and puppies, but I've never seen him perform such miraculous bone-setting techniques." Da Feng Novel Network
Ren Yuanhao thought to himself: Little sister, you only know one side of the story. Although I've reconnected the bones in both arms, without the nourishment of elixirs, I can't restore them to their former vitality.
He forced a smile, already formulating a plan in his mind. But just then, the door that Ying Caiwei had closed was violently burst open with a *bang*!
An eerie wind swept in, revealing two figures clad in green, their robes billowing in the wind. The leader was expressionless, his killing intent as sharp as a blade.
"Is it that little thief who dared to touch someone from my Qingfeng Sect?"
Ying Caiwei's face turned pale. Looking up, she saw a woman who greatly displeased her, yet also filled her with dread.
"Senior Sister, how dare I trouble you to come here in person?"
"Trouble me? Your boyfriend is a ruthless fellow! Not only did he humiliate our junior sister, but he also dared to injure her!"
The Senior Sister shook her sleeves, her eyes blazing with anger, but she didn't immediately rush forward to kill Ren Yuanhao, likely due to some apprehension of his skills.
Ying Caiwei was about to step forward to explain, but Ren Yuanhao stopped her.
"Sister, there's no need to explain anything to this shrew." Ren Yuanhao turned around, his gaze growing even colder as he looked directly at the overbearing woman opposite him, speaking with a hint of mockery, "I thought those who cultivate the Dao were all like immortal beauties, not only beautiful but also kind-hearted. But, tsk tsk, this shrew of yours has really disappointed me."
"How dare you slander our Senior Sister! Where have you hidden my sisters!"
Zhi Ran drew her sword, her eyes seeming to spew fire.
"Senior Sister Zhi Ran, Senior Sister Zhi Xuan is currently resting in my room and will recover shortly."
"Junior Sister, Master念 loves you so much, yet you allow this man to humiliate your senior sisters!"
"No, it's not like that!"
Ying Caiwei still stepped forward, intending to explain. Unexpectedly, Zhi Ran, without a word, thrust her sword diagonally towards Ying Caiwei's neck!
Ren Yuanhao knew Zhi Ran's swordsmanship was light and agile. Seeing her attack her fellow disciple so viciously at such close range, his heart tightened. Without even thinking, he lunged forward. Just as the short sword was about to strike Caiwei's neck, he slapped out with his empty hand, catching the blade in a flash!
"Little brother!"
The sword tip stopped about three centimeters from Ying Caiwei's throat, unable to move an inch further. Blood trickled down Ren Yuanhao's wrist. What he never expected was that the Senior Sister, who had been expressionless all along, would seize this opportunity to draw her sword. The sword flashed like lightning. Before Ren Yuanhao could even react, its tip pierced his right shoulder.
*Shred!*
The sword tip continued without pause, tearing through Ren Yuanhao's back clothes.
The sword tip was covered in blood. Ren Yuanhao never imagined that his first encounter with a cultivator would result in being stabbed through by the opponent. Already not fully recovered from his previous injuries, he felt the world around him slowly blur, like a watercolor painting drenched in ink, gradually smearing.
Ying Caiwei was so stunned she couldn't speak. She had never expected her own senior sister to turn a weapon on her, nor had she imagined that the Senior Sister, who always prided herself on being from a prestigious sect, upholding righteousness, and speaking of benevolence and righteousness and sect rules, would take advantage of his weakened state and try to kill him!
Was this still the Qingfeng Sect she knew?
The master who rescued her from the perilous situation surrounded by wolves and tigers back then had shown her what kindness was; the senior sisters who silently cleared waterways for the disaster victims at night had taught her what great righteousness meant.
But now, the one who saved her from dire straits was the Qingfeng Sect, and the one pointing a sword at her was also the Qingfeng Sect!
For some reason, her kind heart was hardening, bit by bit, turning into iron and stone. Just then, Ren Yuanhao nonchalantly said, "Don't worry, good sister. You don't have to worry. I don't believe this shrew dares to disregard human life."
"Hmph, kill you? I'd be afraid of dirtying my hands. Little Junior Sister, look up, what is this?"
The Senior Sister's sleeve flickered, and she immediately pulled the short sword from Ren Yuanhao's body. Blood mist splattered. Zhi Ran also twisted her sword clockwise, instantly leaving several bloody gashes on Ren Yuanhao's palm. He staggered, taking two steps back, and barely managed to stand steady by leaning on a pillar in the room, his head hanging down, his vision hazy.
Ying Caiwei quickly stepped forward, supporting Ren Yuanhao. Her peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of something dangling from her Senior Sister's hand.
"Qingxin Miaoxian Elixir!"
"That's right. If you stab this brat through with your sword, this Qingxin Miaoxian Elixir will be yours!" The Senior Sister raised an eyebrow, her gaze intentionally falling on the man lying on the bed, and chuckled, "I see your father's injuries are not light. If he doesn't receive this elixir, he might not make it through the night. The sky is gradually darkening..."
Ying Caiwei felt grateful to Ren Yuanhao. She thought that if her senior sisters hadn't barged in, her father's leg bones might have already been set. She could never do something so ungrateful!
But before she could speak, she heard Ren Yuanhao laugh heartily, "Hahahaha, just one sword stab and I get such a healing divine medicine. It seems my life is quite valuable, and it's worth it! Come on, sister, don't hesitate. I won't die!"
The more defiant Ren Yuanhao was, the more displeased the Senior Sister became. She immediately tossed the short sword in her hand. Ying Caiwei caught the short sword as if it were a hot potato and staggered back to her father's bedside.
"Pervert, lecher! If you dare to laugh out loud again, I'll cut out your tongue!"
Zhi Ran first checked on her sister and found that she was unharmed. However, as soon as she came out, she heard this perverted Ren Yuanhao laughing so brazenly. Thinking of the humiliation she suffered during their previous fight, she wished she could emulate her Senior Sister and stab a hole through him.
"The upper beam is not straight, so the lower beam is crooked. Sister Caiwei, if your master saw the heavy murderous intent of her disciples, she would probably faint from anger!"
"Our master is benevolent and kind, and would certainly not do such a thing."
Although Ying Caiwei's voice was extremely soft, the Senior Sister heard it.
"Good, little junior sister, I see you've been completely charmed by this brat! Hurry up and draw your sword!"