Chapter 1071 - Chuxi’s Calmness
If the three main branches of the sect had truly returned, then Golden Pill Sect could be rebuilt and they would no longer need to live under someone else’s roof like rootless duckweed. Although the Zhang family had treated them quite well over the years, their status in the Zhang family would always be that of outsiders, though slightly higher than the guards’.
They looked at each other and saw the anticipation and hope in each other’s eyes. Without waiting for another beat, they used their movement techniques to follow with all their might.
In the night, a wide house appeared in their field of vision. The hazy air made it seem deep and ancient. The lights in the house flickered and bursts of shouts and killing could be heard.
The night wind blew, bringing with it a waft of fragrance unique to flowers and herbs. If it wasn’t for the shouts and the faint bloody smell mixed in, it almost made people think that they had returned to Golden Pill Sect.
Back when the sect fell apart, the disciples took medicinal herbs and seeds with them instead of crystal stones and medicinal pills or liquids. In fact, most of the medicinal herbs in Rejuvenation Valley, where the Su family had once lived in seclusion, were mostly taken from Golden Pill Sect.
And the same smell was emitted from the Zhang family’s Heavenly Fragrance Manor. The medicinal herbs and plants in the nursery were probably not much less than that of Rejuvenation Valley. None of these would have been possible without the painstaking efforts of Golden Pill Sect’s descendants who had fled.
Ling Chuxi, Su Yizhi, and the rest quickened their paces.
They followed the winding stone straight to the Purple Incense Garden. There were mottled blood stains and people lying in pools of blood along the way. Judging from their clothing, most of them were from the Zhang family. Most of the people laid around should have been from the same sect, but there were also a few black-clothed masked enemies.
It was unknown if they were dead or alive. When he heard the increasingly tragic cries coming from behind them, Su Yizhi’s heart ached as he grew anxious. Even his eyes had turned bloodshot.
“Some of you stay behind to treat the injured. The rest of you, follow me in.” Seeing Su Yizhi’s state of mind, Ling Chuxi ordered a few of the weaker Su family disciples as she handed them a few bottles of medicine.
With her Mind Training Chant, it wasn’t difficult for her to notice that many of the people who were lying on the ground were still alive. If treated in time, they would definitely live.
“Yes, my Lady.” The instructed disciples took the pills and immediately went to treat their fallen comrades. They weren’t idiots—they could easily distinguish between friend and foe just by looking at their clothes.
Only then did Su Yizhi come to his senses. He had been too anxious and focused on saving people, yet he had neglected the people who needed treatment the most. Fortunately, Ling Chuxi was there. Otherwise, any slower and he would have committed a grave mistake. Su Yizhi looked at Ling Chuxi with both gratitude and relief. When he was flustered, Chuxi was able to remain so calm. He felt proud again—he had not chosen the wrong person.
Zhang Shizhao was also slightly surprised. Even he had overlooked that step. He did not expect Ling Chuxi to be so cautious and calm even at now.
However, he soon saw another side of Ling Chuxi as she drew her sword before stabbing a masked man in black who had fallen to the ground.
“Ah!” The masked man had suddenly jumped up intending to escape the courtyard. However, how could he be faster than Ling Chuxi’s sword without any warning? He had just taken half a step when a spot of blood appeared on his back. He fell to the ground and died with only half a scream.
