EBE Chapter 238 Shangming: Oh, isn't this Yi Ziwen?
Chapter 238 Shangming: Oh, isn't this Yi Ziwen?
"Hiss~ Why are you all looking at me like that?" When Si Nansheng opened her eyes, she saw several people surrounding her, and she couldn't help but lean back.
"Sheng Sheng, you've kept this from us for so long!" Nan Qingge looked aggrieved, which made Si Nansheng gasp again.
What did she do?
Why does Nan Qingge look so aggrieved?
Si Nansheng looked at the others. Apart from Bai Ye and Shang Ming, everyone else looked aggrieved. Si Nansheng leaned back again.
"Master, Master, help me!" Si Nansheng looked at Li Tianhen in terror, and Li Tianhen burst out laughing.
The little apprentice's helpless look is so cute.
"Master~" Si Nansheng called out mournfully, and Nan Haotian and Le Ying laughed as well.
Li Tianhen suppressed a laugh, stepped forward, lifted Si Nansheng from the ground, and placed her on a chair.
"How are you feeling?" Li Tianhen asked Si Nansheng.
"Aside from the fact that some more blue lotuses have bloomed, I don't feel anything special. Oh, right, my meridians have expanded a bit more."
Si Nansheng thought about it carefully and then expressed his feelings. Everyone didn't know what Qinglian was, but they understood what meridian expansion meant.
Thinking of her spiritual root, Si Nansheng felt aggrieved and wanted to cry: This spiritual root is getting harder and harder to nurture!
Si Nansheng felt wronged, and the spiritual roots in her dantian also felt wronged: They had already tried their best, so why was their master still disliking them?
"Liu Xuewei and Feng Zeyan ran away." Li Tianhen said softly to Si Nansheng, who raised an eyebrow slightly, unsurprised.
Liu Xuewei didn't get what she wanted; the thread that was absorbing Si Nansheng's luck had broken, so Liu Xuewei definitely wouldn't dare stay here.
However, it doesn't matter anymore. Anyway, their connection has been severed, and Si Nansheng can deal with her whenever he wants.
"Shall we go see Yi Ziwen? He's been abandoned." Nan Haotian looked at Si Nansheng, who raised an eyebrow; this was something she had expected.
Having squeezed every last drop of benefit out of Yi Ziwen, how could Liu Xuewei possibly keep him around?
"It would be good to go see him. I love seeing him clearly dislike me but can't do anything about it." Si Nansheng smiled sweetly, leaving Nan Qingge and the others helpless.
"Then go and see. Do whatever you want with him." Nan Haotian smiled at Si Nansheng.
Nan Qingfeng and the others couldn't help but curl their lips. Usually, they could participate in these matters but had no decision-making power. Who would have thought that they would let Si Nansheng deal with Yi Ziwen himself?
The people of the Holy Land: This is favoritism to an extreme.
"I won't join in the fun, you guys go ahead." Li Tianhen looked at them lazily; he was tired and wanted to go back to rest.
"Hey, Master, there's going to be a big show to watch. It would be such a waste if you didn't go and join in the fun!" Si Nansheng tugged at Li Tianhen's sleeve, looking at him pitifully. He swallowed back the words he wanted to say.
Going to join in the fun doesn't seem like a bad thing.
"Where is the Grand Elder? Didn't he arrive a long time ago?" Nan Haotian suddenly remembered Zhang Ju, who had arrived earlier. They had been here for so long, but they hadn't seen Zhang Ju.
“They didn’t come over,” Shang Ming said softly.
"They didn't come? That's strange." Nan Haotian asked, puzzled.
At this moment, Zhang Ju was taking care of his newly hatched spirit bird and had long forgotten about finding Si Nansheng.
A group of people walked to the main hall of the Holy Sect. Nan Haotian asked Su Heng and Nan Qingfeng to bring Yi Ziwen over.
Yi Ziwen knelt on the ground, head down, looking somewhat dejected. Nan Haotian and Le Ying sat in their seats, while Li Tianhen sat lazily to the side.
He's just here to watch the show, so he might as well just watch his little apprentice perform.
"Oh my, who is this?" Si Nansheng stood in front of Yi Ziwen, tilting her head to look at him.
"Hey, isn't this Yi Ziwen?" Shang Ming chimed in, trying to be the straight man.
"Oh, it's Yi Ziwen? Aren't you always so high and mighty? Why do you look so disheveled now?" Si Nansheng looked at Yi Ziwen in surprise.
"Look at me like this, aren't I very proud of myself?" Yi Ziwen looked up and stared at Si Nansheng with a sinister look.
"How can you tell I'm smug right now? Is it obvious to me?" Si Nansheng rested her chin on her hands, looking at Yi Ziwen with shining eyes.
Yi Ziwen's eyes narrowed dangerously. He really wanted to kill Si Nansheng directly, but his spiritual power was completely sealed, so he couldn't do anything.
"What's wrong? Want to hit me?" Si Nansheng looked at him with a smile.
Yi Ziwen turned his head away, afraid that he would be so angry that he would die, and refused to look at her.
"Xiu, are you there?" Si Nansheng called softly.
"Yes." Ye Xiuran's voice was very soft and weak.
Hearing his somewhat weak voice, Si Nansheng felt a pang of guilt and couldn't bring herself to ask the questions she wanted to.
"Just say what's on your mind," Ye Xiuran said softly.
"It's nothing serious. I just wanted you to check how much luck Yi Ziwen has left. If it's going to affect your health, then it's not necessary," Si Nansheng said hurriedly.
"It's nothing, it's no trouble at all," Ye Xiuran said, looking at Yi Ziwen.
“His luck has completely disappeared. Without luck, no matter how hard he tries, his cultivation will not yield any results.” After Ye Xiuran finished speaking, he fell silent.
Si Nansheng wanted to say something more to Ye Xiuran, but considering his current state, she decided to wait until she finished dealing with the matters at hand.
"Yi Ziwen, you've spent so much time with Liu Xuewei, don't you feel anything is wrong with you?" Si Nansheng looked down at Yi Ziwen, who looked up and frowned at Si Nansheng.
"What do you mean?"
"Guess," Si Nansheng said, grinning.
"Si Nansheng, what exactly do you mean?" Yi Ziwen shouted at Si Nansheng.
"What are you barking about?" Shang Ming stepped forward and kicked Yi Ziwen to the ground.
"Sheng Sheng, what did you mean by what you just said?" Le Ying sensed something else in Si Nansheng's words and asked gently.
"It means that Liu Xuewei approached him and flattered him only to steal his luck. Now that his luck is gone, he has naturally been abandoned."
Si Nansheng shrugged and spoke to Le Ying, who then stood up abruptly.
They all knew that Liu Xuewei would steal other people's luck, but they didn't expect that Yi Ziwen's luck had already been completely stolen.
"You're talking nonsense! How could someone as delicate and gentle as Junior Sister Xuewei possibly steal someone else's luck?" Yi Ziwen roared in defense of Liu Xuewei.
"Whether I'm talking nonsense or not, you'll know once you try it yourself," Si Nansheng said nonchalantly, while Yi Ziwen glared fiercely at Si Nansheng.
“Uncle, since he doesn’t believe what I’m saying, let’s release his spiritual power and let him try cultivating on his own.” Si Nansheng turned her head and looked softly at Nan Haotian.
"Okay." Without saying a word, Nan Haotian immediately unsealed Yi Ziwen's spiritual power.
"Sister, even if his spiritual power is restored, how can we know if his luck has been completely stolen?"
Nan Qingfeng looked at Si Nansheng with a puzzled expression. He knew that a person's luck was very important, but he didn't know how to verify luck!