[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 123

Chapter 123: On the Verge of Death

Diwu Miaofu clutched a fragment of the jade pendant tightly. Enduring the pain in her chest, she circulated internal force into her palm and threw the sharp end of the jade pendant fragment fiercely at Sect Leader Qing Lan’s forehead!

Sect Leader Qing Lan came back to her senses, knocking the jade pendant fragment away with her sword, and sneered silently at her.

“—Master!!!”

At this moment, Han Yan arrived and cried out, “Master, spare her life!!”

Clutching her chest, Diwu Miaofu looked up with difficulty. “This has nothing to do with Han Yan. You are not allowed to hurt her!” She looked straight at Sect Leader Qing Lan without backing down, secretly mobilizing her internal breath. Her torn clothes were already stained with the smell of blood. Han Yan dismounted and leaped in front of Diwu Miaofu. Seeing Sect Leader Qing Lan angry, she naturally knew her affair had been exposed, and pleaded mournfully, “Master, spare her life! It was this disciple who lost her sense of propriety during seclusion breakthrough. Disciple’s skills were not refined, harming herself!”

“Yan’er, did you admit it?” Sect Leader Qing Lan shouted. “This little beast took your body, yet you still kneel and beg me for her?!”

Diwu Miaofu struggled to sit up and sneered, “Kill me then! Anyway, Maiden Han Yan wanted to kill me long ago! It’s just that she couldn’t beat me, so naturally she couldn’t take revenge on me, hehe!”

“—Shut up!” Han Yan slapped her backhand. Diwu Miaofu couldn’t support herself and fell to the ground with a “thud.”

Seeing blood constantly oozing from her chest, Han Yan was so scared she pounced over to seal her acupoints to stop the bleeding, crying to Sect Leader Qing Lan, “Master, disciple was wrong! Kill disciple instead!”

Sect Leader Qing Lan’s hand still gripped the sword hilt tightly. Cold sweat seeped from her palm, her knuckles turning white. The shock and anger in her heart erupted like a long-suppressed volcano. “Yan’er! What did you say!”

Killing intent burned fiercely in her heart. Her throat felt like it was stuck with a sharp stone, difficult to advance or retreat. No matter what, she couldn’t imagine that her beloved disciple would one day plead for this girl with tears streaming down her face. Her own internal breath suddenly became disordered. Choking fishy smell surged towards her throat, but she forced it down, gritting her teeth, “Yan’er!! Could it be that you fell in love with this bastard?!”

Diwu Miaofu laughed loudly. “How could your disciple fall in love with an evil woman who took her body—” Han Yan immediately sealed her acupoints to make her speechless, carried her body on her shoulder, and then said to Sect Leader Qing Lan, “Disciple will come to you to bear the thorns and ask for punishment!” With that, she took Diwu Miaofu and galloped towards the town on her horse.

Unable to kill Diwu Miaofu immediately and blocked by her beloved disciple, Sect Leader Qing Lan had to stand in place watching the steed cross the stone bridge and gradually go away.

Yan’er… Her emotions rolled like waves. Han Yan was, after all, her personal disciple cultivated by her own hands. She placed high hopes on Han Yan and treated her as her own. This child had been obedient and sensible since childhood, with extraordinary aptitude. She had also poured too much effort into this beloved disciple, teaching all her lifelong unique skills. But now, Han Yan was willing to bow her head and plead for this bastard, even risking violating the great taboo of the sect to flee with her!

But she had many feelings for the beloved disciple she raised from childhood. How could she bear to kill her to clear the sect’s reputation?

And that bastard girl… Sect Leader Qing Lan stabilized her mind, bent down to pick up the shattered fragments of the green jade pendant. Picking up a few pieces, she slowly pieced them together. Looking at the carved patterns on the jade pendant through the moonlight, she then circulated internal force in her palm, crushing them all into dust!

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Sect Leader Qing Lan’s sword thrust towards Diwu Miaofu’s heart acupoint. Although the green jade pendant blocked most of the sword momentum, her chest was still severely damaged. Lying on Han Yan’s back, her mind was already somewhat trance-like, murmuring something.

Han Yan couldn’t hear clearly. She galloped into the town to find the restaurant where Xue Mu and Dugu Yuan’an were. Zi’ang happened to be buying food on the street. Seeing Diwu Miaofu unconscious on the horse, she hurriedly went to notify Xue Mu and Dugu Yuan’an.

Xue Mu didn’t expect that in the time it took for her and Yuan’er to have a meal, Diwu Miaofu was so seriously injured. She hurriedly put her on the bed. Dugu Yuan’an checked Diwu Miaofu’s breath, then felt her pulse, her expression instantly becoming solemn.

“Although there is an external wound on her chest, it is not fatal. What’s serious is the heart vessels. Her heart vessels suffered a great shock—Zi’ang, go invite my parents over quickly!”

Zi’ang ran out hurriedly. Xue Mu came to the bedside and glanced at the pale-faced Diwu Miaofu. She was no longer talking nonsense now, completely unconscious. Anger burned in Xue Mu’s heart instantly. She turned her head to look at Han Yan. “Who hurt her?!”

Han Yan bit her lip until it bled, murmuring, “It was my Sect Leader Master.”

Xue Mu and Dugu Yuan’an were both stunned. “Did you have a showdown with Sect Leader Qing Lan?”

“No! I didn’t say anything!” Han Yan said urgently. “My Sect Leader Master wanted to meet her. I thought it was to accept a disciple. But after sending my Junior Sisters back to the restaurant, I felt uneasy in my heart, so I rode back. As a result, I saw my master trying to kill her!”

Xue Mu’s face looked ugly, but she couldn’t say anything. If Sect Leader Qing Lan discovered the matter between Diwu Miaofu and Han Yan, her anger and killing intent were excusable. But Miaofu was, after all, her sworn sister, and they got along very happily. She already treated her as her own sister. Seeing her lying on the bed on the verge of death now, how could she think of anything “excusable” in her mind?

When Dugu Huansheng arrived, Dugu Yuan’an had already applied medicine to the external wound on Diwu Miaofu’s chest and taken out a small sharp fragment. Presumably, this fragment cut Diwu Miaofu’s skin and embedded itself in her flesh. Xue Mu wiped away the blood and examined the fragment carefully, shocked to find it seemed to be a broken jade piece. She remembered Diwu Miaofu had a precious green jade pendant. Presumably, this jade pendant blocked the fatal blow for her.

Dugu Huansheng went forward to check the situation inside Diwu Miaofu’s body. Her expression also became heavier and heavier like Dugu Yuan’an’s, frowning tightly without saying a word, making Xue Mu and Han Yan panic.

“Her heart vessels are damaged, and the internal injury is too severe. Not dying counts as great luck. I’ll send my own true qi into her body first to stabilize her disordered internal breath.” Dugu Huansheng put some miraculous pills into Diwu Miaofu’s mouth. The pills melted in the mouth. When they slid into Diwu Miaofu’s throat, the unconscious girl swallowed spontaneously. “First ensure her injury doesn’t worsen.”

Xue Mu helped Diwu Miaofu up, letting Dugu Huansheng place both palms on Diwu Miaofu’s back, circulating energy to regulate breath, gradually injecting her own true qi into the meridians in her body.

Han Yan stared blankly at Diwu Miaofu with closed eyes. Looking at her lost face, Xue Mu thought of Xue Wuluo’s appearance after Mu Ruo left.

Don’t know where this guy Xue Wuluo has run to now. Why didn’t she appear on Huangding Mountain?

Looking at Diwu Miaofu, panic surged in Han Yan’s heart—Do I really hate her? Do I really want her to die?