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Chapter 2234: Chapter 2234: Medicine Shocks the World (19)

Every ten meters there was a stone stele; standing behind one, you basically couldn’t see anything else.

”Young Master Wu Yue?”

Meng Weihan called out three times in a row before Wu Yue finally came back to himself.

”Elder Meng.”

”What is Young Master Wu Yue thinking about?” Meng Weihan was holding the fainted-from-pain Yan Hongni, his expression somewhat gloomy.

Wu Yue’s mind was full of the last scene he had seen.

That person who was suddenly frozen in place, turned into dust between that little girl’s fingers opening and closing.

Accompanied by fine silver light, it rustled down onto the ground.

He didn’t know why those people’s cultivation had suddenly increased; even dealing with them had been difficult.

Why could she kill people so easily?

”Nothing.” Wu Yue didn’t mention what he’d just seen: ”Chuzheng... is she still alright?”

”The bone wasn’t hurt.” Meng Weihan was nervous about Yan Hongni; when he spoke of her his expression couldn’t help but soften.

The more Wu Yue looked, the stranger he felt it.

”As long as she’s fine.”

Meng Weihan: ”What does Young Master Wu Yue think about what just happened?”

Wu Yue: ”I’ve only heard of Wuyin Town; I’ve never actually come in. There are many sayings about this Wuyin Maze Array, so I’m not very clear on the specifics.”

Wu Yue paused: ”The Wuyin Maze Array forms musical sounds based on each person’s deepest fear or most deeply hidden desire. I think there are so many sayings about it because it’s different every time.”

Everyone’s desires and fears are different, so naturally what they encounter is different.

So the versions that spread outside are numerous, without a single agreed-upon one.

Meng Weihan nodded, agreeing with what Wu Yue said.

Since Yan Hongni was injured, Meng Weihan decided they would rest where they were and think about what to do next later.

Wu Yue had no objections.

Meng Weihan sat down leaning against a stone stele, holding Yan Hongni.

The blood on Yan Hongni’s sleeve stabbed at Meng Weihan’s eyes until all he could see was a sheet of red.

He had clearly seen what happened at the time.

If that woman hadn’t suddenly kicked Nini, Nini wouldn’t have been injured.

The guilt Meng Weihan had felt toward Chuzheng had already vanished without a trace.

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After taking out two people, Chuzheng also hurriedly ran. With so many people, she really didn’t want to deal with them one by one.

With the Evil Spirit leading the way, Chuzheng’s route didn’t go crooked.

However, the eerie background sound in her ears seemed to begin to change.

There were drumbeats, shrieks, sounds of fighting...

From vague to clear.

And then it completely changed.

It was a battlefield.

Chuzheng felt nothing about this. What the hell did it have to do with her?

Just as this thought flashed through Chuzheng’s mind, her hand suddenly emptied.

The stone stele in front of her disappeared.

Masses of corpses appeared in front of her, some Demonic Beasts, some Humans.

Broken flags were stuck into blood-soaked mud, weapons stood there alone and desolate.

The sky was dark and oppressive, with birds spiraling overhead, their cries grating on the ears.

She was standing in the midst of these corpses.

In the distance, Humans and Demonic Beasts were still fighting; the sounds were coming from that direction.

Chuzheng looked around but didn’t find her Jing Po or the coffin.

Was this an Illusion Realm?

But what did this place have to do with her?

...Could it be Chen Yin’s?

But according to the gos... information she’d heard, Chen Yin had never appeared on the battlefield.

Of course, maybe she hadn’t heard the whole story.

Or maybe before that, Chen Yin had come to the battlefield.

But this wasn’t something she had experienced—how could it trap her?

Chuzheng tried to find a way to leave, but no matter what she did, nothing worked.

In the end Chuzheng could only attempt to walk forward.

After walking about ten-plus meters, she stopped. Her stamina hadn’t drained.

Which meant this place wasn’t restricted by the coffin... then her original body should still be in the same place.

Even though she’d confirmed that, she still had no way of getting out.

Chuzheng decided to keep going forward, to see what scene the Wuyin Maze Array had arranged for her.

Chuzheng quickly reached the battlefield.

Humans and Demonic Beasts were slaughtering each other fiercely; all she saw were blood and corpses.

Chuzheng wasn’t sure whether she herself would be attacked, so she didn’t walk straight in, instead circling around the battlefield to observe.

At the rear of the battlefield, Chuzheng discovered what looked like a Human command camp.

She felt her way over; on the way she ran into patrolling people, and they clearly could see her.

Seeing an unfamiliar face, they opened their mouths, about to bark at her.

Chuzheng knocked them down and became even more careful about avoiding people.

”Young Master Jing Po!”

”Young Master Jing Po, you mustn’t!”

Just as Chuzheng drew close to the camp, she heard cries of alarm.

In front of the camp, a white-clothed youth was being stopped.

The youth looked a bit younger than the Jing Po Chuzheng had seen before, around thirteen or fourteen, his features beautiful but not yet fully opened, carrying a hint of childishness.

”Young Master Jing Po, those people aren’t dead yet, you can’t do this!”

”I can’t save them. They’ll die sooner or later.” The youth’s voice was tender, yet held a near cold-blooded ruthlessness.

He said, ”I’m doing it to save more people.”

At this time, Jing Po’s communication was normal; he didn’t show any dullness.

”Young Master Jing Po, how is this any different from killing?” The person blocking the youth roared, ”You are a doctor meant to save the dying and heal the wounded, not an Executioner. They’re not dead yet, they’re still alive!”

The youth fell silent.

That man quickly made a please gesture: ”Young Master Jing Po, please go back first.”

The youth didn’t say anything more and went back into the tent behind.

Chuzheng watched that tent being guarded.

This wasn’t hers... it was Jing Po’s.

From the very beginning, what she’d heard was the music formed from the depths of Jing Po’s heart.

The scene suddenly shifted; the wilderness camp turned into a grand hall with carved beams and painted rafters.

Inside the hall, the youth was kneeling on the ground.

His white clothes were stained with blood, his hair was disheveled, his lips pale.

Compared to earlier, the youth seemed about a year older; his body had stretched out and he’d grown taller, just a bit more thin and frail.

”Do you know your mistake?”

On the high seat in the hall, a middle-aged man asked coldly.

The youth’s voice was hoarse: ”What mistake has this Disciple made? This Disciple has saved so many people...”

”You... are utterly obstinate! Tie him up at the top of Yixin Pavilion until he admits his mistake!”

The youth was dragged out of the hall, and Chuzheng followed.

At the highest point of Yixin Pavilion, the youth’s hands were tied with rope, hanging in mid-air.

Chuzheng went up onto Yixin Pavilion.

”Who’s there!” The guards barked.

Chuzheng raised her hand and swept it; the two of them simultaneously fell off Yixin Pavilion.

The youth was already extremely weak, barely able to open his eyes.

Chuzheng lowered him, and the youth clutched her sleeve tightly: ”I wasn’t wrong.”

Chuzheng answered softly, ”Mm, you weren’t wrong.”

The youth stared at her blankly, and then his tears suddenly spilled down.

Everyone said he was wrong.

His master said so, his fellow disciples said so, the people of the world said so...

Now suddenly there was someone who said he wasn’t wrong.

She said he wasn’t wrong.

The youth was only fifteen or sixteen; the grievance in his heart could no longer be held back.

Chuzheng’s fingertips brushed away the tears at the corner of his eye: ”Stop crying, I’ll take you away.”

The youth didn’t know her, but he nodded without hesitation, hugging her tightly and refusing to let go.

As if she were his last straw of salvation.

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