blogombal Chapter 52 Nonsense! Utter nonsense!
Chapter 52 Nonsense! Utter nonsense!
Zuo Ruotong nodded slightly, her face showing a hint of relief and pride, and raised her hand to push open the door that she had opened countless times before.
"Yan'er, he..."
Just as his fingertips were about to touch the door panel—
Squeak!
The next second, the door was slowly pulled open from the inside!
All eyes instantly focused on the doorway.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
The exceptionally talented and charismatic new junior brother I had envisioned did not appear.
The scene that replaced it caused all the Sanyi Sect disciples outside the courtyard, including Zuo Ruotong who was used to seeing all kinds of storms, to have their pupils shrink instantly. The smiles and expectations on their faces melted away like ice and snow, leaving only extreme shock and bewilderment!
The person standing at the door was indeed Zhuge Yan.
But his appearance at that moment exceeded everyone's expectations.
The dark training clothes were soaked with blood, sticking to the body stickily, the color so dark it was almost black.
The exposed skin on the cheeks, neck, and arms was covered with fine cracks, as if torn apart by an invisible force, and blood was constantly seeping out.
What is most shocking is his face.
Blood trickled slowly from his mouth, nose, eyes, ears, and all seven orifices, leaving grotesque marks on his pale, paper-white face.
He looked as if he had just been pulled from a pool of blood, or like a piece of porcelain that had been smashed to pieces and then barely pieced back together, exuding a strong stench of blood.
Zhuge Yan gripped the door frame tightly with one hand, his knuckles turning white from the force, supporting his swaying body.
He glanced at the crowd outside the door, then forced a smile.
"Master, you're making a fool of yourself... You didn't need to bring... so many fellow disciples..."
"Brother Yan!!!"
A piercing, distorted roar shattered the deathly silence!
Zhuge Yun's eyes were bloodshot, his mind went blank, and his body rushed out before his consciousness could react, trying to support the swaying, bloodied man.
"Junior Brother Yun!"
"What...what's going on?!"
"Oh my god! How...how did he become like this?!"
"What happened? Did he fail to construct 'Reverse Life'?"
"That's not right. That fluctuation just now was clearly something that would happen after a success."
……
The disciples instantly erupted in chaos, their voices filled with fear, confusion, and worry sweeping across the entire courtyard.
One second they were marveling at the birth of a genius, and the next they witnessed such a tragic scene. The huge contrast left everyone stunned.
The color drained from Lu Jin's face instantly. He subconsciously looked at Zuo Ruotong, his voice trembling slightly.
"Master! Junior Brother Zhuge, he..."
Zuo Ruotong reacted faster than anyone else!
The moment he saw Zhuge Yan's miserable state, the shock on his face turned into extreme solemnity.
He moved with lightning speed, even leaving a trail of afterimages, and before Zhuge Yun could fall, he had already firmly supported Zhuge Yan's almost collapsed body.
Immediately afterwards, a gentle yet incredibly powerful surge of true qi flowed into Zhuge Yan's body from his wrist, like the most sophisticated medical instrument, rapidly probing the condition within his body.
"Silence!"
Zuo Ruotong's voice was not loud, but it carried a rare urgency, instantly silencing the noise of all the disciples.
As the true qi traveled along Zhuge Yan's Du meridian and circled his body, Zuo Ruotong's heart sank.
This injury is far more than just the backlash from failing to cultivate the Reverse Life Triple Realm!
This is more like the damage to the meridians caused by the intense conflict between two powerful and mutually exclusive forces within the body, which went out of control!
"Medicinal bath...mystery...reverse rebirth..."
Zuo Ruotong instantly understood, a look of understanding and reproach flashing in her eyes.
This audacious little guy must have rashly tried to activate both "Mystery" and "Reverse Life" at the same time!
As he himself said before, one represents the ultimate "stillness," and the other requires the ultimate "movement."
Both require complete dedication to maintain, like dancing on both ends of a tightrope.
The slightest misstep could lead to a split mind and conflicting forces, resulting in utter destruction!
"Nonsense! Utter nonsense!"
Zuo Ruotong gave a low shout, his tone filled with lingering fear and sternness.
He dared not delay for a moment and immediately began to continuously channel his true qi into Zhuge Yan's body.
This force, gentle yet resilient, like a physician, began to carefully regulate the turbulent and chaotic Qi flow within Zhuge Yan's body, repairing damaged meridians and nourishing torn flesh.
At the same time, Zuo Ruotong turned to Zhuge Yun and Lu Jin behind her and gave them a deep order.
"Jin'er! Quickly retrieve the 'Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill' inside the door! Be fast!"
"Yun'er! Go to the storeroom and fetch the 300-year-old 'Blood Jade Lingzhi' and 'Ice Heart Snow Lotus'! Immediately!"
"Everyone else, step back! Guard the compound and do not disturb the peace!"
Lu Jin and Zhuge Yun were startled by Zuo Ruotong's unprecedentedly solemn tone.
Seeing Zhuge Yan, who was lying in their master's arms, looking like a bloodied man, their fate unknown, how could they dare to hesitate even for a moment?
Lu Jin almost gritted his teeth, turned around and transformed into a black shadow, rushing towards the quiet room at the fastest speed he had ever traveled.
Zhuge Yun stumbled and crawled, his eyes red, and hoarsely replied, "Yes!" before rushing towards the warehouse like a madman.
The other disciples, intimidated by Zuo Ruotong's imposing presence, retreated in fear and made way for him.
They looked at the blood-soaked figure being carefully lifted up by their master, their hearts filled with immense questions and shock.
Who exactly is this new junior brother? In all these years since they joined the sect, they've never seen their master so out of control...
Amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Zuo Ruotong carried the barely breathing Zhuge Yan towards her residence.
He walked with extreme steadiness, as if afraid of aggravating the injuries of the disciple in his arms.
Seeing Zhuge Yan's brows furrowed in pain and his young face covered in blood, Zuo Ruotong's heart was filled with complex emotions.
The path his disciple was about to take was probably even more difficult and dangerous than he had imagined!
He suddenly regrets his decision to lower himself and take on two apprentices, wondering if it might ultimately harm the child.
If Zhuge Yan's self-destruction was caused by simultaneously cultivating the Triple Reversal of Life, then Zuo Ruotong would rather not have accepted him into her sect in the first place!
"Yan'er...you child...you're far too impatient..."
Zuo Ruotong sighed inwardly and gently placed Zhuge Yan on her soft couch. Her hands never stopped moving, and her pure true qi, like warm spring water, continuously repaired Zhuge Yan's broken body.
He must first stabilize Zhuge Yan's injuries and wait for the elixirs and spiritual medicines to arrive.
The brilliance of a genius may be dazzling, but the path they walk is often filled with thorns and abysses that are unimaginable to ordinary people.
My own disciple is a living example...