Read Novel Full Reborn into a New Sect, the Pitiful Girl is Doted on by All the Big Shots Chapter 258
Chapter 258: A Strange Prey
This sudden “prey” left both Shen Ci and Da Hua stunned.
“Brother… Brother Xiao…” Shen Ci pointed at the woman on the ground, momentarily lost for words. “Did you… pick her up??”
Xiao Lie had already shifted back to human form, his gaze immediately captured by the fragrant breakfast spread across the stone table. He stuffed a meat bun into his mouth, chewing until his cheeks bulged, and mumbled in response: “Mhm… She, she tried to compete with me for wild fruits earlier.”
Da Hua and Shen Ci exchanged a look.
Da Hua cautiously approached to examine the woman’s injuries, clicking her tongue in astonishment: “Tsk tsk, these wounds don’t look like they were made by wild beasts… The marks of blades and spells are so clear—definitely inflicted by humans. What kind of grudge could cause this…”
Shen Ci furrowed her brow slightly, looking at the woman’s robe stained with dust and blood. “For her to flee deep into Shura Mountain, she must have been at the end of her rope with nowhere else to hide.”
“Exactly,” Da Hua nodded, her tone unusually serious. “Luckily, A-Ci, you purified this mountain range recently and dispelled those bone-eroding Yin evil energies. Otherwise, with her injuries and condition, if she had barged into the former Shura Mountain, she probably wouldn’t have lasted more than a moment… You accidentally saved her life.”
Shen Ci looked at the barely breathing woman on the ground, a flicker of conflict in her eyes. After a moment, she still crouched down, her palm glowing with a gentle spiritual light. Soothing healing energy flowed like a gentle stream, slowly infusing the other’s battered body.
Once the external wounds began healing at a visible rate, she took out a glossy healing pill and carefully fed it into the woman’s mouth.
“She’s injured at her foundation, with her Spirit Energy depleted,” Shen Ci stood up, sighing softly. “This is all I can do. Whether she wakes up depends on her own fate.”
Da Hua widened her eyes, stomping her foot in frustration: “A-Ci! This person’s origins are unknown! Look at her injuries—her enemies drove her to hide in this evil-infested ghost mountain! Anyone with half a brain can tell how troublesome this is! How difficult it’ll be! Why are you still…”
“W-whatever how difficult!”
Da Hua’s words were interrupted by a resolute yet slightly stuttering voice. Xiao Lie had already flashed in front, firmly positioning himself between Shen Ci and the others.
He slightly turned his head, his gaze settling on Shen Ci. “I-I’m here.”
Like a reliable wall, he shielded Shen Ci behind him, speaking clumsily yet with utmost sincerity: “A-Ci can do whatever she wants.”
If anyone dared to complain about A-Ci because of this, he’d smack them dead with one paw!
Seeing him so fiercely protective yet wholly devoted to her, Shen Ci felt her heart warm as if filled with hot honey.
She stood on her tiptoes, smiling as she ruffled Xiao Lie’s fluffy hair: “Don’t worry, Brother Xiao. Nowadays, there really aren’t many who can beat A-Ci in a fight.”
Da Hua’s eyes lit up beside them, immediately chiming in: “That’s right! Silly wolf, you probably don’t know yet, do you? Our A-Ci is now a great cultivator at the early Refining Void stage! Moreover, she cultivates four paths simultaneously—sword, talisman, alchemy, and music—her techniques are dazzling! Not to mention she’s inherited the true teachings of that old man and even learned Pupil Soul Art from that freak Ye Mingshuang…”
She deliberately dragged out her tone, winking slyly at Xiao Lie:
“Who knows? Maybe you can’t even beat our A-Ci now!”
Xiao Lie’s eyes widened in astonishment, his face full of disbelief: “Sword, talisman, alchemy… all… all of them? So many???”
He counted on his fingers, his eyes growing rounder with each count. Wasn’t A-Ci a genius among geniuses? Forget about his current self—even those renowned figures in the Tai Chu Realm might not be a match for A-Ci!
At this thought, his gaze toward Shen Ci instantly filled with pure admiration, sparkling as if brimming with stars: “A-Ci, you… you’re amazing!”
Shen Ci laughed heartily at his straightforward praise, patting his shoulder with great enthusiasm: “Don’t worry, from now on, A-Ci will protect you!”
“By the way,” her smile faded slightly as she spoke seriously, “we need to go down the mountain today to buy some daily necessities. More importantly… we must inquire about the whereabouts of the Fleeting Life Spring.”
Mentioning this, a faint trace of worry unconsciously crept between Shen Ci’s brows. Brother Xiao was simple-minded and fond of eating now, so coaxing him home wouldn’t be difficult. But what about the other brothers and sisters? Each of them was outstanding and meticulous. Without their memories, even if they met, how could she persuade them to return home with her?
Shen Ci gazed at the distant mist-shrouded mountains and sighed silently.
In the end, they had to find the Fleeting Life Spring first.
Shen Ci took three light brown healing pills from her robe and handed them to the two: “Brother Xiao, Hua Hua, these are disguise pills. Take them quickly.”
Seeing their puzzled expressions, she explained helplessly: “I secretly went down the mountain to investigate a couple of days ago and found that the reward notices from the Cuiyu Sect are posted everywhere, with very clear portraits… Although we’re not afraid, dealing with them would be troublesome. Changing our appearances will make things more convenient.”
Just as the three had taken the pills and their faces began to shimmer with subtle changes, the unconscious woman on the ground suddenly coughed:
“Cough… cough…”
Shen Ci turned in surprise—was she waking up so soon?
The woman’s eyelashes fluttered as she slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw were three utterly ordinary faces. She warily propped herself up, her voice weak but guarded: “Who… are you?”
Da Hua rolled her eyes impatiently: “Oh, you woke up fast. Still suspicious of us? If it weren’t for us, you’d have already reported to the King of Hell.”
The woman paused, sensing the gentle medicinal energy circulating within her and her mostly healed injuries. Her wariness eased slightly: “Did… you save me?”
Shen Ci crouched down to meet her at eye level, speaking gently: “There’s no need to be nervous, Dao friend. I’m Shen Ci, and these are my good friends Brother Xiao and Hua Hua. You were severely injured and unconscious on Shura Mountain. Brother Xiao brought you back.”
The woman remained silent for a moment, feeling an unprecedented clarity and warmth in her body, before finally nodding lightly: “Thank you.”
Da Hua crossed her arms, adopting an interrogative stance: “Hey, what’s your name? Who did you offend to end up so badly injured?”
The woman bit her pale lower lip, seeming to struggle internally before softly uttering a name:
“My name is… You Ying.”
“You Ying?”
The three of them repeated the name almost in unison. Shen Ci smiled slightly and said kindly, “That’s a distinctive name, Dao friend.”
But a flicker of indescribable pain suddenly passed through You Ying’s eyes, her voice as light as a sigh: “Yes… my master gave it to me.”
Da Hua grew even more confused and asked bluntly, “Since you have a master, where is your teacher? His disciple is being hunted down like this—doesn’t he care at all?”