chsdbacks Chapter 163 Testing
Chapter 163 Testing
The rain was pouring down. Inside the room, Wen Gaoyang's body was convulsing, and his eyes were turning red and white in turns.
The door creaked open, and the man, panting, brushed the raindrops off his clothes.
A cold wind carrying rain poured in through the door, and he quickly closed it upon seeing this.
He suddenly exclaimed, "What's that noise?"
But the clapping sound I had just heard disappeared again.
He glanced around the dimly lit room, then remembered that the fluorite was in another room in the courtyard. He walked to the candlestick and lit the candle.
The dim yellow firelight illuminated the surroundings, and he noticed a corner of the bedding on the bed had fallen to the floor. He quickly went over and asked, "Where did the blanket go?"
Puzzled, she tucked the blankets back over Wen Gaoyang, and looking at his aged face, she felt something was off.
"That's strange, why do the elder's eyes seem bigger? Is it just my imagination...?"
After waiting a while longer and seeing that Wen Gaoyang didn't move, the man assumed the sound he had heard was an illusion. Just then, the downpour outside subsided considerably, so he hurriedly left to retrieve some fluorescent stones.
creak—
The moment the door closed, with a snap, Wen Gaoyang, who was lying on the bed, convulsed again. His eyes opened, one red and one white, and he rolled them around rapidly. His body trembled like a sieve.
Suddenly, his eyes fixed on the red, and his body became instantly calm.
A strange smile tugged at his aged face: "I...won..."
……
After the rain stopped, the dark clouds quickly dispersed.
Zhang Ping returned from the horizon, having gathered a lot of information in the past two days.
The destruction of Giant Stone City caused considerable turmoil in the Great Wei Dynasty, and warriors on other fronts were also terrified, fearing that they would be the next to suffer.
The Capital City Demon Extermination Bureau has dispatched another martial artist at the Marrow Transformation Realm to guard the front line in Lanjiang Prefecture. At the same time, upon learning that Wen Gaoyang was not dead, they also arranged for someone to come over.
Zhang Ping's trip has come to an end. He originally wanted to test his strength on the front line, but he didn't expect to only encounter a half-crippled Black Tiger King and miss the siege of Giant Stone City.
His figure landed in the courtyard, where Mo Feng was already waiting. Upon seeing him return, he immediately stepped forward: "My lord, Elder Wen has awakened!"
"Okay." Zhang Ping nodded and walked quickly towards the room, just in time to ask about the Demon Sky Tree.
Upon entering the room, Zhang Ping immediately saw Wen Gaoyang sitting on the bed, his complexion now completely rosy.
His full head of white hair was still somewhat dry, but it was much smoother than before, and his figure under his white robes was no longer as skin and bones as before. The room was filled with a strong medicinal smell, it seemed that Mo Feng had used quite a few secret medicines to save him.
"Old man, you're awake?" Zhang Ping walked to the bedside and plopped down in the chair next to him.
Wen Gaoyang, who was leaning against the headboard, turned his head and paused for a moment when he looked at Zhang Ping: "So it's you, young friend. I'm fine now, but I still need some secret medicine to restore my cultivation."
"Oh? You can recover your cultivation?" Zhang Ping didn't notice Wen Gaoyang's absent-mindedness, assuming he had just woken up and hadn't recovered yet. This question surprised him.
He reached out and placed his hand on Wen Gaoyang's shoulder, injecting a wisp of his qi and blood to investigate the situation.
Wen Gaoyang remained expressionless, sitting quietly.
After a moment, Zhang Ping exclaimed in surprise, "Your cultivation is actually recovering? Old man, you're amazing! You can still preserve your cultivation even with such severe injuries."
After his initial surprise, he pressed on with more questions, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, how did you end up at Ghost Cloud Mountain? And how did you end up kneeling in that pit? And that ghost tree, did you see it?"
When Zhang Ping mentioned the Ghost Tree, Wen Gaoyang's expression finally changed.
He looked thoughtful and replied, "I can't really explain what happened. I was seriously injured at the time. After escaping to Ghost Cloud Mountain, I only heard someone calling me from the mountain. I can't remember anything after that."
After saying that, he fell silent.
Zhang Ping, however, began to have doubts.
If the information is correct, Wen Gaoyang was being chased by Sha Kui and his demons. Before he entered Ghost Cloud Mountain, had he already escaped the pursuit?
If he couldn't get rid of it, why would he go into Ghost Cloud Mountain?
Why didn't the demons chase after them later?
He wanted to ask again, but seeing Wen Gaoyang's unwillingness to talk about it, he swallowed his words.
Everyone has their own secrets; perhaps this is their trump card.
Thinking for a moment, Zhang Ping took out the severed tree root from his person: "Do you remember this tree root?"
Wen Gaoyang glanced at the tree roots and shook his head, saying, "I don't remember. My memory seems to be affected; perhaps I can recall things after repeated contact. What are these tree roots?"
Zhang Ping stared at him for a moment before putting aside his doubts: "This tree root is the culprit that injured your chest, and you did it yourself."
"I see." Wen Gaoyang's eyes flashed with surprise after hearing this, but he quickly calmed down and nodded his thanks. "Thank you for your trouble, young friend."
"Hmm." Zhang Ping responded, then, seeing Wen Gaoyang reach out as if to take the tree root, he put it back.
"These tree roots are eerie. Leave them with me for now. The Demon Exorcism Bureau will come to pick you up in a couple of days."
A hint of surprise flashed in Wen Gaoyang's eyes, then he nodded: "Okay."
Mo Feng then interjected, "Elder Wen, the secret medicine you requested is no longer available in the storeroom. You'll have to go to the mainland to buy it."
"Really? That's a pity." Wen Gaoyang looked regretful.
Zhang Ping frowned: "You're out of healing medicine?"
This city is not far from the front line, so there should be a stockpile of necessities like healing medicine.
"It's not a healing medicine, it's a secret elixir for cultivation," Mo Feng quickly explained.
"Elder Wen wanted to recover his cultivation level quickly, so he specifically requested several kinds."
After listening, Zhang Ping didn't say anything more. He asked Wen Gaoyang for some more details, but the other party's answers were vague. When the Ghost Tree was mentioned, he said he couldn't remember.
Since he hadn't gained anything, Zhang Ping didn't want to stay any longer and got up to leave.
Just as Zhang Ping was about to step out of the room, he suddenly turned around and met Wen Gaoyang's staring gaze. The other man was still leaning against the headboard, looking at him with a smile on his face.
"Is there anything else, young friend?"
Zhang Ping shook his head: "It's not a big deal. The precious sword that Xu Rulin gave me last time is quite useful. I wanted to ask where you got it from."
Upon hearing this, Wen Gaoyang's smile gradually faded: "I have never had my disciple deliver this precious sword to you, young friend. Could it be that someone is deliberately using my name to do something?"
Zhang Ping didn't say anything, but just stared at him for a couple of seconds.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became strange. Mo Feng, who was watching from the side, was completely confused and subconsciously scratched the itch on his thigh.
A cold wind picked up again from the north, blowing into the room and making the three of them's hair flutter.
Zhang Ping suddenly smiled and looked away: "Perhaps I remembered it wrong."
As he spoke, his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.
Mo Feng was still confused and asked Wen Gaoyang, "Elder Wen, are low-grade secret medicines also being sent?"
"Send it all, put it on the tab."