Mistaking My Wife for a Spirit Pet - Chapter 43

Chapter 43

Nan Zhi and Nie Xin exchanged a look and slightly nodded.

If it was a nightmare, the dream-entering spell was indeed the most effective method.

Soon, they arrived at the sickroom. In the room were Feng Zhiwei, Nie Wuyou, who was resting her head, and the fat raccoon cat from the Royal Music Sect.

It was very surprising that when something happened to Feng Zhiwei, the first person to arrive was this cat.

Perhaps it was the situation, but Li Qiu put away her snarky thoughts. She glanced at Nan Zhi and said, “What are you looking at me for? Hurry up!”

Nan Zhi said, “Mm,” and then immediately cast a spell formation, gathering it in her palm.

The spell formation was very colorful. It spun layer by layer in her hand, emitting a faint yellow glow. The not-so-bright light shone on everyone’s faces. Soon, those vague dreams were gathered in her palm.

Flashes of swords and shadows of blades, those dreams floated above her palm like a revolving lantern.

It was Nan Zhi and Feng Zhiwei from when they were young. Hundreds of times the parasol trees bloomed, and thousands of times the tides rose and fell, they truly fought for many, many years, until that time at Xuanming Mountain.

The dreamscape began to change, like a shattered mirror. After it shattered, it was repaired over and over again.

Nan Zhi frowned. She instantly clenched her palm, but the dreamscape abnormally fell to the ground in pieces, and each piece emitted a very painful aura.

Everyone’s expressions were different.

Nan Zhi clenched her palm. She didn’t care about anything else. She first cast a spell shield to isolate everyone.

A beautiful little flower appeared in the dreamscape…

These were things that no one could see, and the spell was becoming more and more out of control.

She thought that this was not good. The spell seal in her hand was dazzling. As she was about to take the last step, she subconsciously looked back.

The people in the room were still there. Nan Zhi, through the spell shield, said on a whim, “Wait for me.”

The spell shield dissipated, and Nan Zhi disappeared. Everyone looked at the unconscious person on the bed, and they all knew who Nan Zhi was talking to.

“How did it get so serious?” Li Qiu’s expression was a little ugly. She said in a low voice, “How can her cultivation be at the Nascent Soul stage…”

Nie Wuyou’s lips opened and closed a few times, but she still didn’t answer her question. In the end, Nie Xin pulled Li Qiu over and comforted her, “Her cultivation will slowly come back. Don’t be too…”

Li Qiu’s expression changed. She frowned and couldn’t help but raise her voice, “What kind of talk is that? She’s so strong. She hasn’t been lazy for a single day in her cultivation all these years. How can falling from the Soul Transformation stage to the Nascent Soul stage be a slow process? It’s a thousand, a million years, it’s…” As she spoke, Li Qiu’s voice became lower and lower, and in the end, she couldn’t say anything more. The words she couldn’t say were—

Maybe it will be permanently stuck there.

How many people were stopped by the chasm between the Nascent Soul and Soul Transformation stages? How could it be a slow process?

…

Nan Zhi fell into the dreamscape. As soon as she stood firm, she found her surroundings. It wasn’t the valley in Xuanming Mountain, but Parasol Tree Mountain.

Parasol Tree Mountain, the grove where Feng Zhiwei lived.

When she was young, Feng Zhiwei went to the place where human cultivators gathered to play for a while, and when she came back, she built a small courtyard in the grove.

And at this moment, she was lying in the rocking chair in the courtyard with her eyes closed. Realizing that someone else had arrived, she slowly opened her eyes. With the sporadic smile that appeared in her eyes, her thin lips also slightly opened. “A’Zhi.”

Nan Zhi’s steps paused.

“Splash—”

A pillar of water descended from the sky, drenching her from head to toe. For some reason, her always stable emotions were stirred up with a small amount of anger.

She was soaked and extremely embarrassed.

She stood still with a blank expression. She opened her mouth. “I really thought something was wrong, but it was just what you wanted.”

The next second.

A sharp palm wind brushed past her shoulder.

Nan Zhi subconsciously looked to the side. She said angrily, “Feng, Zhi, Wei.”

However, what greeted Nan Zhi was another attack. The attack was as powerless as usual, and her anger subsided.

The moves didn’t contain any cultivation. They were all based on martial arts. Feng Zhiwei liked this kind of fighting style the most, because she was not as good as Feng Zhiwei in martial arts, and she would lose every time.

After many moves, Nan Zhi had no intention of fighting endlessly like this, and she chose to lie on the ground and not move.

Feng Zhiwei slowly walked closer. She said coldly, “Get up.”

Nan Zhi simply gave up. “I can’t beat you anyway.”

“…”

Feng Zhiwei obviously paused for a moment.

Nan Zhi then sat up. Looking at her soaking wet self, she looked up and said, “Is this interesting?”

Feng Zhiwei squinted her eyes, looking bored.

She detested the aura of the Tiger Clan, and Nan Zhi was covered in it, but now that she thought about it, it didn’t seem right. She slightly furrowed her brows, reached out her hand, and swept away the wetness. She said indifferently, “It’s not interesting.”

Nan Zhi was suddenly stunned. She pursed her lips tightly, not knowing what to say. She propped herself up and said, “You…”

Her voice came to an abrupt halt. She squinted her eyes, looking at the faint white mist coming from Feng Zhiwei.

“What is that?”

Feng Zhiwei’s eyes darkened, but she didn’t plan to explain. Soon, she turned her back, walked a few steps forward, and said calmly, “If you came to find me, then now… you can leave.”

Nan Zhi felt strange. She followed a few steps forward. She didn’t reach out to block her, but the next second, a storm surged around her—

In just a moment,

She didn’t stand firm and stumbled forward. At the same time, Li Qiu also stumbled. The person on the bed was sweating profusely, and her expression was in great pain.

In the blink of an eye, bl00d spurted out.

Li Qiu pounced on her. Nan Zhi turned her head to look at Nie Wuyou. Nie Wuyou stepped forward, and Nie Xin followed closely behind.

The two medical cultivators swept away their previous laxness, and their expressions were serious and cold.

Flying needles, bloodletting, the moves were chaotic.

It wasn’t long before Nie Wuyou’s hands started to tremble. Nan Zhi went forward to take over.

A faint blue spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, extending from Nan Zhi’s fingertips to the center of Feng Zhiwei’s eyebrows.

“Cough…”

A light cough.

“Senior Sister!” Li Qiu’s voice was full of surprise.

Nan Zhi retracted her spiritual energy and quietly looked at the person on the bed.

Her face didn’t look much better. She propped herself up and looked around before her gaze fell on Li Qiu.

Li Qiu instinctively shrank back and said weakly, “Senior Sister…”

Feng Zhiwei skillfully raised her hand and then lowered it.

“Thump.”

Her hand hit Li Qiu’s head. Her tone was a little harsh. “The matter isn’t finished. Why are you joining in the fun?”

Li Qiu wanted to cry but had no tears. Because the enemy tiger was there, a hint of embarrassment instantly appeared on her face. She said angrily, “How am I joining in the fun? I rushed over because I was worried about you?”

Feng Zhiwei’s expression didn’t change. She slowly retracted her hand and looked around again.

Li Qiu was covering her head and was very unhappy. Nie Wuyou and Nie Xin slightly nodded at her. Nan Zhi and Yu Shu were standing side by side not far away.

She didn’t care about anything else, but the two people standing side by side were a perfect match and a stark contrast to her, who was bedridden.

So much so that…

The voice in her mind became noisy.

She clenched her fingertips, her gaze falling on Yu Shu. She said softly, “Young City Lord.”

“I saw you take the Water-Evading Pearl into your bag at the Ancient Origin City auction. Can I borrow it from you now?”

No one had expected this.

She was clearly in a very bad physical condition, but when she woke up, she remembered to lecture her junior sister and borrow the Water-Evading Pearl, but she didn’t care about her own condition at all?

With that, even Yu Shu didn’t know what to say.

She had no conflict with Feng Zhiwei. The mystic realm where she and Nan Zhi formed their bond was also just to get the materials to make the Phoenix Zither that Feng Zhiwei wanted.

But now—

The phoenix quill feather and the Protective Dragon Scale were given to each other to show love. There was also a hint of hostility in her eyes.

“Okay.”

As for why she agreed, Yu Shu didn’t think too much about it. After all, she couldn’t say no to such a pale face, and after all, she had no conflict with Feng Zhiwei and could be considered on speaking terms with her before.

A camel-colored wooden box appeared out of thin air. Everyone’s gazes converged. Yu Shu handed it to Feng Zhiwei.

However—

The wooden box landed on the ground. Feng Zhiwei pulled Yu Shu’s wrist, pulled her forward, causing Yu Shu to stumble forward. Then she frowned, looking at the mark on her wrist.

On the fair wrist, there was a bright red mark.

In an instant, the fair wrist was pulled back by its owner.

Feng Zhiwei let out a light laugh. She bent down and picked up the wooden box that had fallen on the ground. She slowly stood up. She looked at Yu Shu, who had taken two steps back and was frowning at her. Her thin lips slightly opened. “I’m sorry.”

Yu Shu didn’t say anything. Feeling offended, her face turned cold.

Everyone else was more or less embarrassed. Li Qiu couldn’t help but cover her face. She was already at odds with the tiger, so who would have thought that her senior sister would ambiguously touch the tiger’s wrist?

Why did she grab her wrist?

No one knew, only Yu Shu knew, so, she looked at Nan Zhi, who looked confused, with a dark face. At this moment, a rustling sound came from the side. She subconsciously looked over.

Feng Zhiwei was walking out with that pale face.

“Where are you going?”

Nan Zhi stepped in front to block her, with a disapproving expression.

Feng Zhiwei’s expression was indifferent. She bypassed Nan Zhi and continued to walk. She said concisely, “Out.”

“…”

“No.” The two medical cultivators said in unison.

Feng Zhiwei didn’t turn her head. She continued, “The unpaid medical fees will be sent from Parasol Tree Mountain.”

Nan Zhi couldn’t help but rub her forehead. She reached out to block her again. “You need to rest for at least a few more days.”

Feng Zhiwei’s steps paused. She said with a cold, sarcastic face, “What does it have to do with you?”

“…”

It sounded a little familiar. She vaguely remembered that Yu Shu had just said it to her yesterday.

Nan Zhi had an even bigger headache. She gave Li Qiu a look. Li Qiu instantly understood and went forward to hug her waist and block her, but, “Thump.”

The innocent cat was hit on the head.

“…”

Nan Zhi almost forgot that Li Qiu had no status at all.

Feng Zhiwei coldly pulled Li Qiu away. She put on her senior sister’s airs and said stiffly, “Don’t come to me until the matter is finished.”

Even though a farce had occurred, Nan Zhi still remembered that this bird seemed to be in bad shape, so she asked with a blank face, “Where are you going?”

“The Western Sea.” Feng Zhiwei’s eyebrows were lowered. “What, are you going to get involved?”

With that, no one could stop this bird anymore. After all—

She wasn’t a two-year-old child and should know better.

No, this bird often acted recklessly. If she insisted on stopping her, they would have to fight again.

What a headache. And Feng Zhiwei had already turned into a fire phoenix and flown into the sky.

Li Qiu put her hands on her hips and started to accuse her. “It’s all your fault.”

So righteously, Nan Zhi slowly turned her head. Her eyes were full of surprise and disbelief. “My fault?”

Li Qiu looked back and forth between Nan Zhi and Yu Shu and then let out a cold snort.

So, Nan Zhi was even more confused, but in her confusion, Li Qiu had already turned into a raccoon cat and ran in the direction Feng Zhiwei had left.

Nan Zhi: …

She felt that she couldn’t communicate with this group of demons from the Royal Music Sect.

However, the next second, Nan Zhi’s shoulder was punched.

She slowly turned her head. Yu Shu was looking at her resentfully and said, “It’s all your fault.”

Nan Zhi: ?

It was happening again. Her eyes were confused. She asked in confusion, “…My fault?”