Why Are All the Fairies Trying To Make Me Fall

Chapter 19

After drinking the tea.

Lin Que sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating to nourish his depleted spirit.

Until the sun set behind the western hills, he opened his eyes again.

“Time to prepare dinner.”

Lin Que said, hammering his thigh before getting out of bed, “Speaking of which, Wan Yuan came back quite late today.”

Usually, Qin Wanyuan would leave in the morning and return in the afternoon, but today she was indeed much later than usual.

Just as he was wondering, Lin Que suddenly heard Qin Qian’er’s exclamation from outside the door.

“Sister, what’s wrong with you?!”

Hearing this, he directly pushed open the door, and what came into view was Qin Wanyuan, covered in wounds.

Blood was dripping onto the ground, and Lin Que’s expression gradually turned cold.

At this moment, Qin Wanyuan was being supported by Qin Qian’er. Lin Que took three steps to reach Qin Wanyuan, placed three fingers on her wrist, and used his spiritual energy to sense her injuries.

The injuries were indeed quite serious, but fortunately, they were not life-threatening. A few days of rest would suffice.

“Weren’t you going to spar with Senior Sister? How did you get hurt like this?” Lin Que asked with a frown.

He did not immediately suspect Jiang Moqing, although it was possible for Jiang Moqing to inflict such heavy injuries.

But after examining Qin Wanyuan’s wounds, apart from some shallow sword wounds, there were more claw and bite marks from beasts.

Jiang Moqing wouldn’t fight like a wild beast.

“It was the demonic beasts from the back mountain,” Qin Wanyuan said weakly.

The back mountain she referred to was actually a forest occupied by demonic beasts, about a few dozen miles away from the Wenjian Sect.

Even the outskirts of the forest were home to many demonic beasts at the Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment stages. The deeper one went, the higher the cultivation of the demonic beasts, with rumors of even great demons capable of transformation.

The area within ten miles of the demonic beast forest was uninhabited, but because of the rich variety and age of the medicinal herbs inside, many herb gatherers or rogue cultivators would venture into the forest to obtain resources.

Since the Wenjian Sect was the only major sect within a hundred miles, and many sect missions were related to that forest, it was habitually referred to as the back mountain.

“We’ll talk later. Let me heal you first.”

Lin Que carefully carried Qin Wanyuan back to the room, placed her on the bed, and meticulously treated her wounds.

During the treatment, Qin Wanyuan slowly recounted the events leading to her injuries.

This morning, she had gone out as usual to spar with Jiang Moqing, practicing until noon before taking a break.

Originally, Qin Wanyuan planned to go home after adjusting her breath, but seeing Jiang Moqing changing into new clothes and preparing to go out, she curiously asked where she was going.

After all, in her impression, Jiang Moqing hadn’t left the house for half a month, so she asked out of curiosity.

Jiang Moqing only said she was going to the depths of the demonic beast forest to seek a breakthrough opportunity.

The sword master kills, and daily practice and sparring can only improve skills. To break through quickly, one needs to comprehend life and death.

Seeing this, Qin Wanyuan volunteered to go with her, as she also wanted to improve.

The system did say that completing its tasks could help her improve, but Qin Wanyuan wouldn’t place all her hopes on the system. She had to make her own efforts as well.

Preparation is never too much.

Perhaps because of the past half month, Qin Wanyuan had become somewhat familiar with Jiang Moqing through daily sword practice and sparring, and with their relationship as fellow disciples, Jiang Moqing did not refuse.

As a result, on their way to the inner part of the demonic beast forest, they encountered several demonic beasts at the Nascent Soul stage, and even one with cultivation equal to Jiang Moqing’s, at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, just a step away from breaking through.

The two barely escaped with their lives after a fierce battle.

However,

In order to protect Qin Wanyuan, who was only at the Golden Core stage, Jiang Moqing also suffered serious injuries.

“Lin Lang, this is my responsibility. If it weren’t for me, Senior Sister wouldn’t have been injured.”

Qin Wanyuan propped herself up and held Lin Que’s hand, “Lin Lang, can you go to Senior Sister’s cave and check on her for me? Please.”

“…Alright, I will go.”

Lin Que originally wanted to emphasize to Qin Wanyuan that Jiang Moqing was his former Dao companion and that he needed to avoid suspicion, but since Jiang Moqing was indeed injured while protecting Qin Wanyuan, and Qin Qian’er was also present, he didn’t continue.

Once Qin Wanyuan’s injuries stabilized, Lin Que entrusted her to Qin Qian’er’s care and set off with the prepared healing medicine.

Jiang Moqing’s cave was reached in no time.

He knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside.

“…Senior Sister, it’s me,” Lin Que said softly.

“I’m fine, you should go back and take care of Junior Sister.”

Jiang Moqing’s voice came from inside, weak and distant.

She seemed to know that Lin Que had come alone and didn’t want to cause any misunderstanding, so she didn’t even open the door.

“It was Wanyuan who asked me to check on you.”

“And then?”

“I want to confirm your injuries, after all… you were injured protecting Wanyuan,” Lin Que said calmly.

There was a moment of silence inside, then the door slowly opened.

Jiang Moqing stood in front of Lin Que, dressed in a plain dress. Her face was pale, almost bloodless, and her long black hair was wet, with some strands sticking to her flawless face, adding a touch of frailty.

But her expression was cold and indifferent, like a plum blossom proudly blooming in the cold.

“I’m fine, you can go back now.”

She emphasized again, her eyes slightly lowered, not looking at Lin Que.

However, when she lowered her gaze, she saw Lin Que’s hand extended in front of her—his hand was still as slender and strong as before, perfect for wielding a sword.

This was Jiang Moqing’s first thought.

At this moment, the palm of that hand held a porcelain bottle.

“Senior Sister, this is a healing pill. Please accept it. It’s a token of goodwill from Wanyuan and me,” Lin Que said softly.

His words were plain and polite.

However,

Jiang Moqing’s fingertips unconsciously dug into her palm, gradually exerting force until her nails pierced her palm and blood oozed out. Only then did she come back to her senses.

She looked up at Lin Que and realized that he was also looking at her.

Their eyes met, and she seemed to read some emotions from the depths of the young man’s eyes. It wasn’t as calm as his tone suggested; it was something more complex.

There was pain, conflict, and… anger.

Even though he had been deeply hurt before, he still couldn’t be completely heartless.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Moqing finally looked away and quickly reached out to grab the porcelain bottle that Lin Que had been holding in his palm.

“I’ll take the medicine. You… go back.” Jiang Moqing said.

The heart that was supposed to be trained to be ruthless and emotionless in the Valley of Heartlessness showed a trace of wavering.

“Okay.”

Lin Que had no intention of staying longer. He turned around and prepared to leave.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

“Senior Sister, before I leave, I have a question to ask.”

“The beast that injured you, where is it in the forest?”