Chapter 470: 469
Central State City, Helian Mansion, that day after returning from treatment from Third Master Qin Sizhong, Helian Rong appeared deeply preoccupied.
The latest news received, the Eight Great Forces had altogether gathered twenty people to leave the Hidden Sect. Their goal was very clear, to capture Yang Fei’s relatives and bring them into the Hidden Sect World, thereby blackmailing Yang Fei to compel him to show himself.
Though she was a person of the Hidden Sect, Helian Rong felt extremely disgusted and opposed to such actions.
It was utterly immoral.
Moreover, she was very aware that even if these people really captured Yang Fei’s relatives, they wouldn’t be able to force Yang Fei out, because he was now in her hands.
Helian Rong was now somewhat distressed.
Because she had promised Yang Fei that if it really came to this, she would grant him his freedom.
However, she still was not sure whether Yang Fei had already explained everything she wanted to know.
If she were to release Yang Fei like this, whom would she turn to if there were problems with her cultivation afterward?
What worried her most was whether Yang Fei, once he regained his freedom, would proclaim to the outside world that he had been hidden by her, and that she had obtained the secret books of Taoist cultivation techniques?
Providing a scapegoat, using others to kill, she had seen too many of these tactics in this survival-of-the-fittest world and had to beware.
Returning to her room, Helian Rong habitually went to the large bed behind the screen, looking toward the bed.
Yang Fei lay on the bed, his face flushed and his eyes fiery, a state of being controlled by poison.
She had administered Qingfeng Pills to Yang Fei, and the medicine worked quickly; Yang Fei regained clarity shortly afterward.
"Have there been any messages?" Yang Fei asked.
Ever since Helian Rong revealed that news that day, he had been closely monitoring the situation, asking every day.
Helian Rong, not concealing anything, nodded and said, "I just received news, the Eight Great Forces have tacitly approved their plan."
Yang Fei had anticipated this outcome, but still felt his heart sink upon hearing it, and he started to worry.
Helian Rong said with some embarrassment, "Although I have trapped you here making it impossible for you to protect your relatives and friends, they have deployed twenty people, all elite masters. Even if you were outside, you would not be able to completely guard all your relatives and friends."
Yang Fei looked up at her and asked, "Have those people already left the Hidden Sect?"
Helian Rong pondered slightly and nodded, "They will leave today."
"You promised to grant me my freedom, can you fulfill your promise now?" Yang Fei looked at Helian Rong and said, "I have truly told you the cultivation techniques I practiced, I can swear."
Watching his anxious appearance, Helian Rong felt somewhat distressed, but said, "Even if I grant you your freedom now, you cannot change any outcomes."
"That’s my business. To do my best and leave the rest to fate, I, Yang Fei, only seek a clear conscience in life."
Helian Rong had been plagued by illness since childhood, and all she pursued in life was to prolong her life. Her father, in his efforts to save her, had sent her into the Poison Sect, and over the years, she was most influenced by her eccentric Master Ouyang He, thus she too had developed a wilful and capricious character.
But her nature was kind.
During the time Yang Fei was imprisoned, they had much interaction, and she had come to understand his character well and gained a fair appreciation for his conduct and style.
Hearing him say this, her heart grew softer, filled with compassion.
"But if you fall into the hands of others, the outcome will surely be terrible, and they won’t be as merciful as me," Helian Rong said slowly.
You’re very merciful, huh?
Yang Fei looked at Helian Rong, seeing her serious expression, he couldn’t help but retort inwardly.
I haven’t suffered a little at the hands of this demoness over these days.
But now was not the time to squabble over this, sensing a hint of her relenting, he quickly said, "If you grant me my freedom, I will leave the Hidden Sect as quickly as possible, and once outside, there’s still a way to deal with those people."
Helian Rong said, "Right now, there are three Divine Travel Realm experts guarding the exit, with many from the Innate Realm of the Eight Great Forces as well. Even if I grant you your freedom, you won’t be able to leave."
Yang Fei’s heart sank slightly, knowing what she said was true.
But even if it were a valley of knives or a sea of flames, he had to try; otherwise, if his cousin’s family were to be implicated again because of him, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
"Unless I help you," Helian Rong said.
Yang Fei was startled, staring at Helian Rong’s stunningly beautiful face, thinking he had misheard. He asked, "What did you say?"
Helian Rong repeated, "Unless I help you."
"You help me?" A gleam flickered in Yang Fei’s eyes as he looked at her.
Helian Rong’s heart shivered, feeling an indescribable pressure and threat from the gleam that had just flashed through Yang Fei’s eyes.
Her heart stirred, and she looked at Yang Fei, "These days, have you been seizing every opportunity, racing against time to nourish your Primordial Spirit and restore the Sea of Consciousness?"
Yang Fei met her spirited eyes, pondered slightly, and nodded, "Yes, I haven’t managed to fool you after all."
Helian Rong asked, "So even if I don’t agree, you would still make a final effort, right?"
Yang Fei sighed and opened up, "Yes, I cannot remain bound by you here."
He looked at Helian Rong, unable to discern what she was thinking from her calm demeanor.
After a long silence, Helian Rong slowly said, "I will help you leave the Hidden Sect World."
Yang Fei was overjoyed yet somewhat surprised, asking her, "Why help me?"
"Consider it creating a favorable cause. You already know about my health condition. I imprisoned you here partly for the Taoist secret practices but mostly to save my life, unlike those filled with ambitions of becoming the supreme leader. If you can overcome this ordeal, I hope you can help me in the future."
Yang Fei laughed, "You trust me just like that?"
Helian Rong asked, "Are you leaving or not?"
Yang Fei hastily nodded, "Yes, yes," then looked at Helian Rong expectantly.
Helian Rong reached into her bosom, took out a porcelain bottle, and handed Yang Fei a brown pill from it.
"The antidote for Bone Erosion Powder?" asked Yang Fei, puzzled.
Helian Rong’s lips curled up slightly, and she hummed, "After you searched me that day, I prepared some antidote."
Remembering how this scoundrel had searched her body when she was unconscious due to her illness, Helian Rong’s heart thumped wildly, but she quickly calmed down.
Yang Fei swallowed the antidote in one gulp.
He had no defenses against Helian Rong. If she wanted to harm him, she wouldn’t need to go through such convoluted efforts.
Sure enough, as the pill entered his stomach, a warm feeling spread throughout his body and quickly gathered in his Dantian.
Within the Dantian, the previously depleted True Yuan was replenishing at an astonishing rate.
Yang Fei inwardly marveled, impressed by the efficacy of the antidote.
The Poison Sect’s control over medicine was truly remarkable; he could hardly match them.
Helian Rong took one of the pills herself.
She had previously taken Bone Erosion Powder to mask her own Cultivation while being treated by Qin Sizhong.
Yang Fei sat cross-legged, silently practiced his Cultivation Technique, and accelerated the restoration of the True Yuan in his body.
After thirty minutes, when Yang Fei felt that his True Yuan had recovered to seventy or eighty percent, he stopped practicing, jumped off the bed, and cupped his fists towards Helian Rong, "Thank you, Miss Helian. I still have urgent matters to attend to, and I must leave now..."
Before Yang Fei could finish, Helian Rong interjected, "I said I would see you out. Why the rush to leave?"
Yang Fei was secretly pleased but then remembered that Helian Zhan knew he was here, and his heart stirred. He quickly said, "It’s no trouble, Miss Helian. To avoid causing you any inconvenience, I, now being free, can find my own way out."
However, Helian Rong frowned and retorted, "I said I would see you out, and I’ll do as I said. What’s with all the fuss?"
Seeing her domineering tone, Yang Fei obediently shut his mouth.
Fine. I’m still in Helian Mansion in Central State City, so I might as well listen to you, otherwise angering you and drawing Qin Sizhong and Helian Zhan would be troublesome.