The Villain Fox's Sickly Beauty Master - Chapter 39.2

Chapter 39.2: Shielding Her from a Bolt of Thunder Tribulation.

At such a close distance, Fu Yi focused her vision, yet she could no longer feel her Master (Shizun)’s breathing.

She thought that if she was truly incapable and couldn’t block this final bolt of tribulation thunder, dying together with her Master (Shizun) would also be worth it.

Fu Yi woke up again a month later.

The woman hadn’t lied to her. A single bolt of Mahayana stage tribulation thunder was enough to crush her to pieces. However, Fu Yi was born with a lightning-attribute spiritual root, possessed the bloodline of a Divine Beast, and her bones and meridians were much tougher than her peers, which was why she narrowly escaped death.

Upon waking up, Fu Yi found her whole body aching immensely. Although the external skin injuries were completely gone, she still couldn’t muster any strength. It was only when a young attendant came into the room to clean the dust that Fu Yi knew she had been sent back to the Xuanyun Palace.

Initially, Fu Yi didn’t know who had sent her back to the sect, but after thinking it over, besides that woman, there was no one else in that place at the time. Who else could it have been?

However, she was more worried about her Master (Shizun) than her own injuries now. She eagerly asked the young attendant: “Is Master (Shizun) alright?”

Perhaps the attendant’s rank was too low. Fu Yi asked several questions, and she could only stammer out incomplete answers. Fu Yi didn’t press her and let her leave.

Thus, Fu Yi had to spend another month recuperating honestly in the hall. As soon as she could finally get out of bed, she hurriedly ran to the main hall to check on her.

But the moment she pushed open the main door, she saw a woman who looked like her Master (Shizun) sitting on the main seat, holding a brush, writing something unknown.

Fu Yi easily recognized that she wasn’t her Master (Shizun). She wanted to bypass her and go to the sleeping quarters, but the person put down her brush, looked up at her, and said: “The person you are looking for is not here. Go find her in the wooden house near the Hundred Herbs Garden.”

The wooden house.

Hearing this, Fu Yi stopped, softly thanked the person, and quickly turned to leave.

Seeing the person arrive hastily and leave just as quickly, Lu Zhi shook her head helplessly and had to use magical power to close the large door that Fu Yi had left open.

To be honest, Jiang Jinheng’s severe injuries were partly her responsibility. She had been preoccupied with chasing Yin Qiong and hadn’t noticed him tampering with Jiang Jinheng’s thunder tribulation.

Yin Qiong was, after all, once a Main God, and it was reasonable that he could easily and subtly use the Heavenly Dao’s commands. But Lu Zhi forgot that the clone she occupied would draw away some of Jiang Jinheng’s magical power, making it harder for her to resist the tribulation thunder brought by the realm advancement, almost leading to a huge mistake.

However, Lu Zhi, having observed Fu Yi’s level of concern and other reactions towards Jiang Jinheng, felt that it was not merely the affection of a disciple for her Master (Shizun). It seemed to be mixed with… something else.

As someone who had experienced love, Lu Zhi could naturally see Fu Yi’s passionate devotion, but she didn’t feel the same emotional intensity from Jiang Jinheng.

But when it came to feelings, everyone had their own path to pursue. Her mission here was coming to an end. Once Jiang Jinheng woke up, she could return the clone to her and successfully withdraw.

Yet, Lu Zhi also gained an unexpected harvest while destroying Yin Qiong’s divine mark. She looked at a string of heavily cracked, now repaired, hand-chain shimmering faintly in her palm. The corners of her lips curled up in a smile.

Ming Ruo would definitely be happy to see this.

Fu Yi took only half an hour to reach the small wooden house Lu Zhi had mentioned. The place was still as she remembered. As soon as Fu Yi walked in, she unconsciously slowed her steps.

A golden osmanthus tree had been added to the courtyard. Its branches were currently covered with small blossoms, swaying in the wind. A clear breeze blew past, bringing with it a sweet fragrance.

Walking through the courtyard, Fu Yi cautiously pushed open the wooden door and entered the inner room, where she finally saw her Master (Shizun) lying quietly in bed.

She slept peacefully, only her lips were slightly pale. Fu Yi finally saw her safe and sound and let out a huge sigh of relief.

Fu Yi knelt by the bed and guarded her for a long time until she heard the sound of the courtyard gate being pushed open. She went out to see and found it was the woman she had met in the Yulian Mountain Range earlier.

She was holding a bowl of medicinal soup in her hands. Seeing Fu Yi’s slightly puzzled gaze, she just chuckled and walked past her into the room.

Seeing this, Fu Yi followed her. She watched the woman help her Master (Shizun) up and also offered a hand, letting her Master (Shizun) lean against her so the woman could feed the medicine.

Fu Yi watched the medicine liquid being fed, sip by sip. Sometimes it would overflow from the corner of her lips, and it would also be gently wiped away. It was then that she realized that the person in front of her seemed to be very familiar with taking care of her Master (Shizun), and she must have been the one nursing her all these days.

The bowl of medicine was soon empty. Fu Yi watched the person put down the bowl and helped her settle her Master (Shizun) back to sleep. Only after they left the room did she thank her:

“Thank you, Senior, for saving my life. I also thank you for rescuing and treating my Master and me these past few days.”

Fu Yi knew that if it weren’t for her help, the injuries on both her Master (Shizun) and herself would definitely not have healed so quickly. They were merely strangers who met by chance, and it was extremely rare to have a Great Power dedicate such care to them.

However, Fu Yi hadn’t expected the woman to laugh out loud as soon as her words fell.

“That’s right, I haven’t introduced myself to you yet.” Saying this, the person took a token from her waist and handed it to Fu Yi: “You can call me He Yun. Since I have no father or mother, I took this name for myself. I am revered by many who call me Immortal Venerable He Yun, and your Master (Shizun) is my little disciple.”

Fu Yi was dumbfounded by these words, and it took her a while to react: “Then… should I call you Grand-Master (Shizu)?”

Hearing this, He Yun even thought for a moment before chuckling: “It seems that is indeed the case.”

This was the first time Fu Yi lamented that the world was truly too small. She was entrusted by Feng Qi to find her egg, only to encounter the woman with whom Feng Qi had a thousand-year-old misunderstanding. Now, she was told that this woman was her Master (Shizun)’s Master (Shizun), which made her her Grand-Master (Shizu).

Fu Yi’s mind was somewhat jammed. After a long while, she timidly asked:

“Then do I still need to perform a grand ceremony?”

Seeing this, He Yun laughed even more heartily: “If you want to, you certainly can.”

Although He Yun was joking, Fu Yi still knelt down and performed a proper ceremony for her. After getting up, she continued: “In any case, I want to thank you, and I also hope you won’t blame me for rushing out to shield Master (Shizun) from that final bolt of tribulation thunder.”

Fu Yi knew the consequence of intervening in someone else’s thunder tribulation was that she would endure multiplied suffering during her own future thunder tribulations, but she didn’t care. She had already prepared to die there with her Master (Shizun); there was nothing she couldn’t endure.

However, having survived this time, Fu Yi truly appreciated the preciousness of life even more. Only by being alive could she protect the person she wanted to protect and see the person she wanted to see.

He Yun hadn’t expected this little one to be so earnest and still accepted her thanks: “I had no intention of blaming you. Based on my diagnosis these past few days, if you hadn’t rushed out to shield her from the final bolt of tribulation thunder, Jinheng would have truly been in grave danger this time. I just didn’t expect you not to fear such terrifying tribulation thunder. I underestimated you.”

“I didn’t think that much. I only wanted Master (Shizun) to be safe.”

Listening to Fu Yi’s reply, He Yun nodded approvingly, only reminding her: “However, your action of shielding her will likely create a hidden danger in the future. You must be more careful in preparing for your own future thunder tribulations.”

“I understand. But… are you leaving again?”

Since the person introduced herself, Fu Yi knew that she was the one who resigned as the Sect Master a hundred years ago, claiming to be wandering the world. However, this outwardly known wandering, now seemed to be merely guarding the Yulian Mountain Range, guarding Feng Qi’s former cave dwelling.

She must have coincidentally slipped in during a time when He Yun was absent to take the egg. But if such a mishap hadn’t occurred, she would never have known certain things in her life.

Among those things were both sorrow and joy. Fu Yi was just curious whether He Yun, now knowing these things, would still return there.

This question seemed to stump He Yun as well. She thought carefully for a long time before replying wistfully: “You should know that I have been there waiting for her. Although I now know she is no longer around, she still left me a thought.”

Fu Yi knew what she was talking about and felt sorry for her, and sorry for Feng Qi. The world always seemed to enjoy making the unfortunate happen where lovers cannot be together, but one must always look forward.

“Then will you be staying in the sect?”

As soon as Fu Yi asked, she saw He Yun shake her head.

“Although the relationship between humans and demons is somewhat better now than a thousand years ago, the human realm sects are ultimately not suitable for a half-demon to live in. When Jinheng recovers, I will take it with me and do the things that Feng Qi and I promised each other but never completed.”

Hearing this, Fu Yi nodded. This seemed to be the best outcome.

Suddenly, she remembered that she had been placed in the Xuanyun Palace and thought that He Yun might have seen the mysterious woman who called herself Lu Zhi. She couldn’t help but ask:

“Did you settle me here too? If so, did you see a strange person in the Xuanyun Palace?”

A strange person?

He Yun thought that the person Fu Yi referred to must be the one who was borrowing Jinheng’s clone. When she first observed Jinheng resisting the tribulation thunder, besides the thunder seeming fiercer than usual, He Yun also felt that her disciple hadn’t used her full strength. This question was answered after she met Lu Zhi in the Xuanyun Palace.

Initially, He Yun was wary, concerned that this was the person she had calculated many years ago who intended to seize Jinheng’s body and coexist with her. However, after seeing her save Fu Yi and produce a never-before-seen heart-guarding elixir, she dismissed her doubts. It was also thanks to that elixir that Jinheng’s heart meridian was protected, otherwise, even a Great Immortal would have been powerless against such severe injuries.

However, He Yun did not plan to tell Fu Yi about this, as it would only increase her worry.

Ever since she found Jinheng in the ice plains and named her, He Yun had cast many divinations for her. At first, she only calculated that Jinheng was destined to face a tribulation, one that could neither be avoided nor solved. Later, the tribulation manifested as a difficulty involving body seizure, which was also linked to a major world calamity. At that time, Jiang Jinheng was still young, and He Yun couldn’t calculate when the tribulation would descend or how to resolve it. She only hoped that her disciple wouldn’t be perpetually bound by the divination, so she didn’t tell her everything.

After all, one should not know too much about destiny.