Chapter 33 is all about Yin Xue's mischief!
Yin Xue ran around inside, knocking over countless disciples, before stopping in front of a wooden box amidst a chorus of screams.
Lan Yue then feigned surprise and exclaimed, "Senior Sister, oh no! Yin Xue seems to have thrown a tantrum and run away! Let's go check on it quickly, lest it hurt anyone else!"
"Yes, we should hurry and chase after her. Yin Xue has a bad temper. What if she demolishes the Spirit Weapon Hall?" Li Bai nodded repeatedly.
"Alright, let's go in and take a look." Qingzhu put away her oil-paper umbrella, her expression very serious.
Yunxi, standing beside her, clenched her fists, looking worried.
Just as they were about to go in, they saw a group of elders flying down from the sky.
"Did Yin Xue just run away? We can't let him scare the other spirit artifacts in the Spirit Artifact Hall. Let's go check on him!" The head of the Spirit Artifact Hall said anxiously.
The other elders were also extremely serious, looking as if they were about to arrest Yin Xue.
Lan Yue's heart skipped a beat when she saw this.
[Lan Yue: Oh no, is Yin Xue going to get into trouble later?]
"Yin Xue is really naughty. Lan Yue should talk to him properly later and not force him," Yun Chong added.
Of course, his words were truly from the bottom of his heart, after all, Yin Xue was indeed beyond their control.
Lan Yue breathed a sigh of relief. Following the marks left by Yin Xue, she found a small house at the very back of the Spirit Weapon Hall, where several old wooden boxes were placed.
As she was trying to figure out how to explain this to those people, she saw Yin Xue move twice in a flash, and the box instantly shattered into pieces.
An extremely thin boy lay there curled up, his face as pale as snow, his gray-blue robe hanging on his body like a tattered sack.
Sensing the commotion outside, he suddenly opened his eyes and glared fiercely at everyone.
At that moment, he was like a wounded wolf cub, trying to scare away the enemy with his fierce gaze.
"This is... a ten-thousand-year-old cold jade?" Yun Chong reached out, and a ten-thousand-year-old cold jade pendant tied around Yuan Shuo's neck flew over.
It was also because of the disappearance of the Ten Thousand Year Cold Jade that everyone belatedly realized they could smell a strong stench of blood on the boy, as well as the vibrant life force contained within that blood.
"Yuan Shuo." The head of the Spirit Weapon Hall could no longer hold back. He knelt down and carefully touched the boy's sunken cheek.
However, the boy's eyes remained fierce, and he even bit his finger hard.
The elements offered no resistance; he even removed all his defenses.
Soon after, the boy bit his hand until it bled.
Even Yuan Shuo was stunned to see such bright red blood dripping down.
"You are Xiaxia's child, and I only realized it now!" The head of the Spirit Weapon Hall said, his voice trembling.
"Why did I only realize this now? How could I only realize this now? I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"
In that instant, the head of the Spirit Weapon Hall immediately summoned his own spiritual weapon. He originally intended to stab himself, but was instantly stopped by Yin Xue.
The halberd fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"No, brother, if you do this, who will avenge Yuan Shuo?" Fang Ding, standing to the side, was extremely worried.
This guy was about to hurt himself again if they weren't careful. If Yin Xue hadn't stopped him in time, he probably would have already stabbed himself by the time they realized what was happening.
"Yuan Shuo, don't be afraid. We will get justice for everything that happened to you before, so don't worry." Fang Ding walked over and ruffled the boy's messy hair with his large hand.
She also slipped him two life-saving pills.
This time, the boy did not resist and quickly closed his eyes, following the force of the hand.
Before he lost consciousness, he took one last look at where Lan Yue was.
Upon seeing this scene, the head of the Spirit Weapon Hall, who had just been anxiously waiting, widened his eyes in astonishment.
He and Fang Ding locked eyes and communicated telepathically.
Element: What's going on? I'm Yuan Shuo's uncle! Why is this child closer to you?
Fang Ding rolled his eyes: You're only concerned with hurting yourself, and you don't even give others medicine to save their lives. Nobody will trust you!
The head of the Spirit Artifact Hall was speechless.
Element: I'll pay you back in spirit stones for those three pills you took out today.
Fang Ding: We've known each other for so many years, why are you still talking about this? Hurry up and take Yuan Shuo away to Lingyi Valley for treatment.
Lan Yue, who was standing to the side, also felt a little emotional.
[Lan Yue: Ah, as expected of Elder Fang. I remember in the original story, it was this elder who lent a helping hand to Yuan Shuo. So even after Yuan Shuo went to the Demon Realm, he never forgot this kindness, changed his name to Fang Shuo, and even secretly saved Yuan Shuo's life on several occasions.]
How could such a grateful child have such a tragic childhood? Turning him into a ruthless killer is truly a pity! The author is inhuman! If I could travel back in time, I'd definitely grab the author and give him a good beating!
The head of the Spirit Weapon Hall silently picked up Yuan Shuo, glanced at Fang Ding with a complicated expression, left a sentence, and then disappeared.
"Thank you for calming Yuan Shuo down. I, Yuan Su, owe you a favor."
With the main characters rescued, Lan Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief. Having the big shots from the Southern Spirit Sect investigate was much better than her messing around on her own.
As for the whereabouts of that ghost, as long as the sect leader and the others are careful, they will definitely find clues, so she doesn't need to worry about it anymore.
Lan Yue looked around and asked with some confusion, "Where is my master? I just saw him, how come he suddenly disappeared?"
She had intended to ask her master about divination techniques, but he had already disappeared.
"I guess they've already gone to find the person who harmed the sect's disciples. As long as Uncle-Master Guangji takes action, there's nothing that can't be resolved," Li Bai explained, his eyes filled with admiration.
He had made a blunder earlier, mistaking his junior uncle for Fairy Guangji. After returning, he reflected on his mistake and diligently studied his junior uncle's deeds over the years.
It was only after listening to his master's explanation that he realized that the sect had been very peaceful for so many years not because there had been no unexpected events.
It's not because the space here is stable and there have never been any Demon Abyss Rifts, but because of Uncle Guangji's protection over the years.
Lan Yue nodded: "That's right, with Master on the case, one is worth two!"
In that case, she wouldn't have to be forced to get up early every day by her master and be kept hanging in the sky all day!
However, she was too happy too soon.
The next day, her master caught her again and put her on the big rock where the spirit turtles on Lingyue Peak were sleeping.
"Didn't you want to learn divination? You can start sensing now. This place is excellent; you can sense the purple aura of dawn. If you can successfully learn to utilize the energy of heaven and earth, you will soon achieve a minor level of mastery in divination." Guangji crossed his arms, his voice as clear and cold as shattered jade.
"Master, when will I be able to explore the things that have already happened, and even condense those future scenes?" Lan Yue's dark eyes sparkled.
"Sensing and conjuring up future images is something only a master of divination can achieve. Give up now!"
Lan Yue felt a pang of despair.
[Lan Yue: That's why it's always best to enjoy the gossip yourself—it saves time and effort! I'll check back today to see what new juicy gossip is coming...]
"Concentrate! Focus!"
"Ouch! Master, please don't hit me!"
"Only by focusing your mind can you achieve something in your studies!"
"Yes, yes, disciple will concentrate now, I'll concentrate now!"