The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple-Chapter 75: We Must Save Cui

Next day, a massive black ship bearing the flag of the Cyan Feather Immortal Sect slowly descended from the clouds.

Soon after, several figures emerged from the ship.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan You!"

Sect Leader Cao Zhengyang and others greeted them with smiles.

Immortal Xuan You bowed and saluted, "This time, I am deeply grateful for Taiqing Sect’s tremendous help. Cyan Feather Immortal Sect will never forget this."

"You’re too kind, please come inside!" Cao Zhengyang invited.

As Immortal Xuan You and her entourage were about to enter, another whistling sound echoed from the clouds above.

Soon, a gigantic crimson warship began its descent with a thunderous boom, adorned with the flags of the Cangyan Daoist Palace.

Seeing this, Cao Zhengyang’s eyes narrowed...

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"Junior Sister Cui, this is the third time you’ve visited my Little Spirit Peak, isn’t it? I remember the first time you came to catch that peeping tom, the second time was to attend the ending of the Treasure Exchange Gathering as per tradition, and now the third time you’ve come specifically to thank me and my brother."

On the stone steps, Yan Xiaohu walked with a cheerful smile, escorting Cui Yingying.

Cui Yingying looked a bit embarrassed, "Yes, it’s as if it all happened yesterday. This time, I almost didn’t make it back."

Seeing the fear lingering in Cui Yingying’s eyes, Yan Xiaohu hesitated for a moment before asking, "By the way, I’ve always been curious about what exactly happened that day?"

Cui Yingying shook her head and gave a bitter smile, "Let’s not talk about it. It’s all in the past. Didn’t you say you were taking me to see Junior Brother Zhou? I’ve heard he survived two assassination attempts."

Understanding, Yan Xiaohu refrained from asking more and pointed ahead. "I think he should be there now. Follow me!"

Before long, Cui Yingying saw dense dark clouds gathering atop the mountain, from which bolts of lightning occasionally struck down fiercely.

"What is this?" Cui Yingying asked, confused, as she looked to Yan Xiaohu.

Yan Xiaohu suddenly turned his head to wipe away tears, then forced a smile, "Nothing, just my little junior brother being struck by lightning."

"Struck by lightning and you call it nothing?" Cui Yingying was slightly shocked.

Yan Xiaohu said no more, walking straight ahead, and Cui Yingying quickly followed.

Soon, they saw a figure in the midst of the terrifying lightning, continuously screaming in pain as he was struck, then falling, charred black, to the ground.

After a series of violent coughs, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Again!"

Then he soared into the sky once more!

Watching this heart-stopping scene, just as Cui Yingying was about to ask, Yan Xiaohu, his eyes red, slowly said, "After receiving your Cyan Feather Immortal Sect’s call for help, my little junior brother and I set out instantly without any delay."

"You should know the following events. My fourth brother recognized Senior Sister Shi Zhen and foiled the enemy’s plans. Then he encountered Yin Xiao, at Great Perfection of the Golden Core Realm. He was nearly beaten to death by him."

"Everyone knew Yin Xiao was pursuing you. He believed my innocent junior brother was the one who peeked at you bathing. Imagine the scene at that moment."

Hearing this, Cui Yingying felt a deep guilt and remorse on her face.

Yan Xiaohu let out a heavy sigh, his voice choked, "When we found him, he was beaten beyond recognition, trembling all over, eyes full of terror, but he tightly held my hand with his last bit of strength, urging me to save the people of Cyan Feather Immortal Sect, to save Senior Sister Cui."

"Why?" Women are said to be emotional, and at this moment, a tragic scene filled Cui Yingying’s mind.

Yan Xiaohu replied, "Because Taiqing Sect has always been on good terms with Cyan Feather Immortal Sect. When you were in trouble, how could we stand by and do nothing? We had to do everything we could."

"Thank you!" Cui Yingying, hearing Yan Xiaohu’s words, was deeply moved.

Yan Xiaohu glanced at the emotionally moved Cui Yingying, continuing, "To save my junior brother, I pooled all the good things I had gathered over the years to save his life."

"Though his life was saved, the psychological trauma was not so easily healed. At the slightest noise, he would curl up in a corner, trembling all over, his eyes filled with fear, muttering repeatedly, ’Don’t hit me, don’t hit me...’

"He was often startled awake by nightmares in the middle of the night. Do you know, one morning when I got up to relieve myself and opened the door, I saw him huddled in the corner, his hair, eyelashes, and body covered in dew. Who knows how long he had been there."

"Only then did I realize how much he lacked a sense of security. Perhaps only the thought that his senior brother was just on the other side of the courtyard wall let him sleep peacefully."

Yan Xiaohu said this, his shoulders shaking violently, turning away to wipe his eyes again.

His voice trembled as he blew his nose loudly in the silent space, then instinctively wiped the slimy mess on his shoe.

Cui Yingying was already crying uncontrollably. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Seeing this, Yan Xiaohu continued, "But even though my fourth brother was already in such a pitiable state, those people were still unwilling to let him go. A deputy director of the Spirit Field Department who had been lying in wait for years exposed himself just to kill him."

"All because my fourth brother destroyed their plans and rescued all the trapped members of Cyan Feather Immortal Sect."

"Luckily, the elders of our family arrived in time; otherwise, my junior brother would not have survived. That night, seeing him tremble all over, I asked if he regretted it, and guess what he said?"

"What did he say?" Cui Yingying’s eyes were full of tears, constantly streaming down her cheeks, she asked while sobbing.

Yan Xiaohu replied, "He said he did not regret it. If given another chance, he would make the same choice, exchanging his life for the chance to save over a hundred people from Cyan Feather Immortal Sect. ’It’s worth it,’ he said!"

Hearing this, Cui Yingying once again looked at the figure falling from the sky, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

How could she ever deserve such sacrifice from Zhou Qing? How foolish she had been to doubt him before.

How could a person of such high moral character possibly have the habit of peeping at others while they bathed?

Yan Xiaohu said, "I didn’t expect the next day he would be attacked again, losing almost half of his blood. Even the Sect Leader and numerous Peak Masters had to rush to save him, narrowly saving his life."

"Since then, my junior brother started liking self-mutilation."

Cui Yingying shuddered.

"That’s right, self-mutilation. Only this way could he gain some mental pleasure, feel alive again. We all knew he had such behavior because of immense psychological pressure."

"Sometimes I think, if I hadn’t taken him out that time, it would be better. I would rather be the one self-harming now. I owe you, my fourth brother!"

Yan Xiaohu suddenly squatted down, pounding his head in regret with his fists.

Cui Yingying looked at the figure endlessly rushing toward the lightning, her eyes blurred by tears.

A perfectly good person had turned into this.

"Had I known, it would have been better if I led my sisters in self-detonating then. I wanted to repay their kindness, but now I feel my offerings are insignificant. Please wait for me a moment!"

Cui Yingying wiped her tears and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaohu quickly followed, "Junior Sister Cui, slow down. I think I saw Sect Leader Xuan You at Divine Peak, let me take you there..."

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