Saving the White Moonlight Chapter 40

“She has a problem?”
The system thought for a moment. “Could Miss Su have been switched with someone else?”
“No, that is not right. Miss Su was protected by Senior Sister the whole time. It is impossible for someone to switch her under Senior Sister’s eyes, right?”
Yan Zhuguang rejected the system’s guess. “She was not switched. When I held her wrist earlier, I checked her body. Her body is indeed born weak, and there are no traces of deliberate disguise. Su Qian’er’s constitution is special. Ordinary people cannot imitate it.”
So Host had touched Miss Su’s wrist earlier to check her body.
“Then why? Could Miss Su’s careful gentleness all this time have been an act? Is she actually cold and heartless?”
The system thought of the faint ruthlessness that had shown when Su Qian’er said she wanted Qiu Qiao to live worse than death, and felt this guess was possible.
It was natural for her to hate Qiu Qiao and the others, but not asking about the person who had protected her with his life was indeed a little too cold-blooded.
Logically, after experiencing such an intense chase and being hunted down, the first thing Su Qian’er asked after waking should have been about that servant. Even if she had truly been badly frightened, after calming down, she should not have ignored him completely.
However, Yan Zhuguang had spoken with Su Qian’er for quite a while, and Su Qian’er had not mentioned the matter of being chased at all.
Perhaps this Miss Su Qian’er was someone whose outside and inside did not match?
Yan Zhuguang said, “It is not that simple. When I mentioned the things that happened on the road to Danye City earlier, some were real, and some were nonsense I made up. Yet she did not notice at all. She had no reaction.”
The system thought, Host, you are so sly.
Chatting with Host was truly not something ordinary people could endure.
“Then what exactly is going on?”
“The person clearly has not changed, yet she knows nothing about what happened to her. Could it be…” The system paused. “Could she have lost her memory? She was betrayed by her fiance and suffered too great a fright, so she was stimulated?”
“Lost her memory?”
Yan Zhuguang thought for a moment. “Perhaps.”
“If she lost her memory, then Senior Sister may not be able to ask anything useful from her.”
Although Senior Sister might be disappointed, to Yan Zhuguang, if the abnormality with Su Qian’er was only because of memory loss, that would be a good thing.
With that drawing in hand, the clue was not completely cut off. Su Qian’er’s line was actually not that critical.
After all, what Senior Sister wanted to investigate was the cause of the former sect master’s fall, not where Su Qian’er’s grandfather was.
It would be best if Su Qian’er had only lost her memory. Even if there were some other problem with her, it would be best if she did not direct any thoughts toward Senior Sister.
Otherwise, Yan Zhuguang was not someone who cherished beauties out of pity.
Yun Mixue and Yan Zhuguang arrived at the front hall of the Pill Hall. Qiu Qiao and the others were still obediently staying there. The doors of the Pill Hall had already been closed. With Senior Sister’s silent permission, Qiu Qiao and the others had likely closed them themselves to block the gazes from outside.
Yan Zhuguang glanced at Qiu Qiao and the others with a smile that was not a smile, then turned to Yun Mixue. “Senior Sister is truly too kind. You even allowed them to close the doors.”
“People with skin as thick as theirs do not even care about face themselves. Are they still afraid of losing face by being seen?”
Yun Mixue said, “Closing the doors also lessens trouble. Zhuguang, do not fuss over it.”
Yan Zhuguang hurriedly said, “How could I possibly fuss with Senior Sister? Senior Sister, do not be angry.”
“Is Senior Sister that petty?” Yun Mixue pinched Yan Zhuguang’s nose.
Yan Zhuguang’s eyes curved.
Qiu Qiao and the others had their lives held in someone else’s hand, so they were especially silent now. Yan Zhuguang spoke with Yun Mixue as if no one else were there, and they only lowered their heads quietly.
At this moment, there was still no news from the Qiao family, and Su Qian’er was still resting. Since there was nothing to do while guarding this place, Yan Zhuguang asked Qiu Qiao and the others about the drawing.
“For that drawing, you did not even hesitate to kill your own fiancee. What exactly is that drawing? Is it that tempting?”
Qiu Qiao glanced at her and did not speak.
Yan Zhuguang walked to their side. Although Yun Mixue did not speak, she secretly pressed the pressure of her Nascent Soul cultivation onto Qiu Qiao and the others.
Yun Mixue already knew how the drawing in Yan Zhuguang’s hand had come to her. Since the drawing had become Yan Zhuguang’s property, it was normal for her to want to know about it.
Yun Mixue would not help Yan Zhuguang threaten Qiu Qiao and the others, but she did need to stop these people from attacking Yan Zhuguang.
Yan Zhuguang circled Qiu Qiao and the others. “You are sure you will not speak? Have I treated you too well, so well that you think I am soft-hearted and will not act against you?”
She stopped in front of Qiu Qiao and raised a hand to touch her own chin. “Do you need to suffer a little before you learn obedience?”
One moment, she had clearly been using a tone of discussion. The next, Yan Zhuguang lifted her hand. A tender, jade-green sprout appeared at her fingertip. She blew lightly, and that sprout floated and drifted down onto Qiu Qiao.
The sprout looked delicate and weak, but its power was especially terrifying. With only a light touch, his clothes quickly turned to flying ash. In the blink of an eye, they were corroded into a large hole.
With no obstacle left, the small sprout gently landed on his skin.
Qiu Qiao’s face twisted. He shouted, “I will speak! I will say everything!”
Yan Zhuguang hooked her finger, and the little sprout floated back reluctantly. The place where the sprout had stopped had already turned black.
Qiu Qiao looked at that completely harmless-looking sprout in lingering fear. From only that light touch earlier, he had felt a violent toxin being injected into his body. He did not know what poison it was, but it hurt to the bone.
He even vaguely felt that if it were not stopped in time, he would soon lose his life.
He had underestimated this woman too much.
Qiu Qiao had originally thought Yan Zhuguang was only clever and not that strong. She was merely borrowing the power of that Senior Sister whose strength he could not see through to throw her weight around, was she not?
Now it seemed he had been wrong. He had thought the Foundation Establishment cultivators he sent to kill her had been killed by her Senior Sister. In truth, that was not the case. With this kind of method, how could those Foundation Establishment cultivators have been her match?
Also, this woman was cruel-hearted and did not care at all whether he told her the information. If he had hesitated even a little earlier, this woman would definitely have killed him.
Qiu Qiao did not want to recall that instant just now, when through that strange sprout, he had felt that sliver of killing intent. That terror, honed through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, made his mind tremble from only a touch.
Yun Mixue had seen Yan Zhuguang use that strange sprout before, but she had only seen it eat a Foundation Establishment cultivator clean. She did not know exactly what the sprout was.
Now, seeing Yan Zhuguang use the sprout against Qiu Qiao, Yun Mixue frowned slightly.
Yan Zhuguang was holding back because of Yun Mixue.
Otherwise, she would first have let the Sacrificial Blood Spirit Vine eat Qiu Qiao until only a mouth that could move and a brain that could think remained, then discuss with him whether he wanted to tell her about the drawing.
Mm. After following upright and kind Senior Sister, she had become much more merciful.
Even so, Yan Zhuguang still sent a voice transmission to Yun Mixue to explain. “Senior Sister, do not worry. I am only scaring him. I can cure those toxins.” She could cure them, but she would not.
Yun Mixue said, “As long as you know what you are doing. Senior Sister is not someone who cannot adapt. It is only that this little sprout of yours is not convenient to reveal before others. If you use it on him, and they leak this matter…”
So Senior Sister was worried about this.
“Since I dare use it, naturally I am not afraid of exposing it before others. Senior Sister does not need to worry. I have made preparations.” But that was for much later. At the very least, it would be after she had the strength to protect herself. These few people were not enough to leak her news.
At this time, Qiu Qiao had already obediently begun telling them what he knew. He had been frightened out of his courage by the glimpse of danger earlier and no longer dared play tricks.
“In truth, I am not too clear on what that drawing is. I only know that there is a hidden realm near Tianyu City with an extremely concealed entrance, and at that hidden realm’s entrance, there is a symbol exactly the same as the one on that drawing.”
Yun Mixue had been listening from the side without speaking. Hearing this, however, she could not help saying, “You wanted to kill Miss Su just because of this?”
Only for a hidden realm that was not even certain, when he did not even know what the drawing was used for, he wanted to kill his own fiancee? Yun Mixue found it difficult to understand.
Yan Zhuguang, however, felt it was very normal.
The cultivation world’s resources were limited. Even a vague piece of information was enough for countless people to fight until their heads bled. Because if one did not fight, one would not even have that tiny chance.
The cultivation world was that cruel.
Yun Mixue was a favored daughter of heaven. She came from a great family, had high talent herself, and lacked nothing, so she naturally could not understand how these lower-level cultivators survived.
However, Yan Zhuguang did not think this was bad. Was a good birth like this not something everyone envied? Did Senior Sister have to personally experience those sufferings too? Who could bear that?
Also, in Yan Zhuguang’s view, Qiu Qiao’s attack on Su Qian’er might not have been entirely because of the drawing.
From the people they had met on the way through Danye City earlier, one could tell. As a man, would Qiu Qiao be willing to carry the name of pretty boy forever? No matter how thick his skin was, he might not be able to endure it for a lifetime.
He had already enjoyed the Qiao family’s benefits. After killing Su Qian’er and obtaining the drawing, he could hide directly inside the hidden realm. Even if the Qiao family did not believe Su Qian’er’s death had nothing to do with him and refused to let it go, what could they do to him?
If that drawing truly held some great opportunity, then he would have profited even more.
There were many reasons Qiu Qiao had acted against Su Qian’er. Of course, that did not change the fact that he was scum.
Qiu Qiao saw Yun Mixue’s expression of disbelief and smiled with unclear meaning. “Senior, do you not believe it?”
Yan Zhuguang narrowed her eyes. “What did you say? Hm?”
Qiu Qiao’s heart trembled. He withdrew his gaze and lowered his head. “I would not dare hide anything from you two. Every word I said is true.”
Yan Zhuguang’s eyes were full of coldness, but she did not act. She continued asking, “Where is the hidden realm’s entrance?”
Qiu Qiao hesitated. “I discovered it by chance. To avoid letting anyone notice anything strange, I did not dare go again. Now that Miss suddenly asks, I do not know how to explain it.”
“Really?”
Yan Zhuguang looked at him with a smile that was not a smile.
Qiu Qiao braced himself and said, “Yes. If Miss wants to go, I can lead the way.”
How could Yan Zhuguang not know what he was thinking? He was only afraid that after he told her the hidden realm’s location, she would kill him to silence him.
Yan Zhuguang was not planning to act against Qiu Qiao for the moment. She did not keep questioning him and did not state her position. She only turned and returned to Yun Mixue’s side.
She took the drawing out of her inventory, pulled Yun Mixue’s hand over, and under Yun Mixue’s puzzled gaze, placed the drawing into her palm.