Chi Ming and Su Cheng sat together, while Yu Yi stood to the side, constantly observing the state of the two.
Yu Yi made eye contact with Chi Ming, signaling that it could begin.
Chi Ming nodded, then took out a small knife that had been prepared in advance.
At the moment she cut her finger, she awakened the dormant Fire Phoenix Bloodline within her.
The blood flowing from Chi Ming’s fingertip turned into scalding Phoenix Nectar, then merged with her Zhenqi and was injected into Su Cheng’s body.
This method was something Yu Yi had come up with herself.
After all, it wouldn’t do to rely on the original Yu Yi Jue’s memories for everything.
As the fire element carrying the Fire Phoenix Qi entered Su Cheng’s body, her tense expression suddenly twisted in pain, and she began coughing up blood uncontrollably.
Seeing this, Chi Ming grew worried and asked Yu Yi, “Master, Sixth Senior Sister’s condition is worsening. Should I stop?”
Before Yu Yi could reply, Su Cheng spoke first.
“Don’t stop… I can endure it.”
“Continue,” Yu Yi said calmly.
“Yes.”
Chi Ming focused all her attention, merging more Phoenix Nectar and Zhenqi and pouring it into Su Cheng.
As time slowly passed, Yu Yi finally saw changes begin to appear in Su Cheng’s body.
The Fire Phoenix Flame Aura gradually forced the Frozen Sword Intent out of Su Cheng, rolling white smoke rising from her skin and dissipating into the air.
The blood color returned to Su Cheng’s leg at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Chi Ming’s body began to heat up, and as Su Cheng felt the increasing temperature, her whole body became hot, sweat pouring out, yet a final trace of Frozen Sword Intent still lingered inside her.
To prevent it from spreading again, it had to be completely eradicated.
Thus, after enduring the torment of the Frozen Sword Intent, Su Cheng now had to withstand the high temperature from Chi Ming.
Still, Su Cheng’s outcome was far better than Jiang Hanshan’s.
Just as her body was about to catch fire as well, the last thread of Frozen Sword Intent was finally forced out.
Chi Ming reacted swiftly, withdrawing her power and moving away from Su Cheng.
Yu Yi glanced at where Chi Ming had just been sitting.
The floor was completely charred, heat waves still rolling.
Fortunately, the Frozen Sword Intent in Su Cheng wasn’t deep; otherwise, resolving it might have burned down the entire house.
At this moment, a question worth discussing arose.
Ordinary flames couldn’t destroy the house built by the third disciple.
So, could Chi Ming’s Fire Phoenix Flame Aura burn it down?
Yu Yi was merely musing.
She had no time to worry about such things now.
“Su Cheng.”
She called Su Cheng’s name softly.
“How do you feel?”
“Other than a burning sensation inside… there’s nothing else abnormal.”
Su Cheng, unclothed, bowed separately to Yu Yi and Chi Ming.
“Thank you, Master. Thank you, Little Junior Sister, for saving my life.”
“Hmph… I only did what I should. If you want to be grateful, just thank Master alone.”
Chi Ming said with a subtle expression.
She wasn’t as clever as Su Cheng and had often been teased by her before, so she couldn’t tell whether Su Cheng was truly grateful or just having fun at her expense again.
“Achoo!”
Su Cheng suddenly sneezed, her delicate body trembling, the snow-white mounds on her chest wobbling.
Yu Yi’s gaze naturally caught this, then she glanced at Chi Ming beside her.
Hmm…
Already quite developed for her age.
Perhaps she’ll become even more so in the future?
To avoid misunderstandings, Yu Yi coughed lightly.
“You two both suffered injuries earlier, but fortunately there are no scars left.”
“That’s all thanks to Third Senior Sister. She once planted a medicinal herb called ‘Wuhen Grass’ Among the Colorful Clouds. After we take it, every wound heals without a trace.”
Chi Ming sighed.
Yu Yi received another startling piece of news.
Aside from building houses that withstand fire and restoring entire forests, the third disciple could even cultivate such miraculous herbs?
This Third Senior Sister was truly extraordinary.
After inwardly marveling, Yu Yi calmly glanced at the two in front of her and instructed Chi Ming.
“Chi Ming, hand over your clothes that you just took off and let Su Cheng wear them for now.”
“Eh? Why?”
“Her body endured both extreme cold and heat. If she gets chilled again, she might not withstand it.”
“Understood…”
Chi Ming nodded and passed the folded clothes to Su Cheng.
However, Su Cheng shook her head and said to Yu Yi,
“Master, with Little Junior Sister’s size, I probably can’t fit. If possible, I’d prefer to wear Master’s or Second Senior Sister’s old clothes.”
After speaking, Su Cheng deliberately glanced at Chi Ming’s chest.
Chi Ming instantly felt offended, her face reddening.
“Alright, alright! I’ll go borrow some clothes from Second Senior Sister for you!”
With Yu Yi’s permission, Chi Ming left the training hall.
Now, only Yu Yi and Su Cheng remained.
“You intentionally sent Chi Ming away. Is there something you wish to say to me?”
Yu Yi crossed her arms and asked Su Cheng calmly.
“For this disciple to return to Among the Colorful Clouds and to Master’s side is a nearly impossible wish come true. From now on, I should obey Master in all things, but…”
“You still have things you wish to do, don’t you?”
Su Cheng nodded.
She slowly brushed aside her bangs, revealing a hideous scar on her fair forehead.
“This scar… even after taking the Wuhen Grass cultivated by Third Senior Sister, cannot be erased. It’s a lifelong shadow for me. I wish one day to personally slay the enemy who gave it to me.”
After speaking sincerely, Su Cheng deeply bowed her head.
“Please allow me, Master.”
Regarding the scar on Su Cheng’s forehead, Yu Yi found no memories resurfacing.
Could this be the first time she learned of Su Cheng’s ‘secret’?
Since entering the sect, Su Cheng had never revealed the scar on her forehead to anyone. For someone as proud as her, it was a mark of shame.
Yet even if no one knew, she still felt inferior because of it at times.
Previously, when Yu Yi left Wei Ying behind in Among the Colorful Clouds, Su Cheng thought it was because of this scar that she was deemed inferior to Wei Ying.
Though it later turned out Wei Ying’s beauty was not as great as Su Cheng’s, the scar still weighed heavily on her.
If she didn’t resolve this knot, it might haunt her forever.
After hearing Su Cheng’s request, Yu Yi replied calmly.
“I refuse.”
Su Cheng trembled, her expression dimming instantly.
“If I, as your Master, do not hold your past mistakes against you and still accept you as my disciple, then your matters are also mine.”
Yu Yi continued.
“Therefore, I order you to do your utmost to find the whereabouts of the enemy from back then and take revenge with your own hands. Su Cheng, can you do it?”
Su Cheng was stunned, then deeply bowed.
“This disciple… will do everything possible!”
She understood Yu Yi’s meaning.
Su Cheng could no longer treat past grudges as her private affairs, but as those of the entire sect.
The one who harmed her would face not only Su Cheng’s long-buried hatred but also the wrath of Among the Colorful Clouds.
“Old and new debts alike must be settled, one by one.”
Yu Yi said.
Old debts naturally referred to Su Cheng’s past enemies.
“New grudges… Is it the Ouyang Clan or the Yan Emperor?”
Su Cheng began to ponder.
“Although Jiang Hanshan repeatedly sent people after me in the name of the Yan Emperor, not a single member of the Imperial Family of Great Yan was ever involved. The sudden appearance of the Ouyang Clan makes the whole matter even more suspicious.”
“So, what do you wish to say?”
“I believe the true mastermind behind all this may not be the Yan Emperor.”
Su Cheng analyzed, recounting various details.
“Jiang Hanshan worked for the Yan Emperor, but he’s not a royal himself. If the Yan Emperor had truly ordered my pursuit, there would certainly have been members of the Imperial Family in the hunting party. But that wasn’t the case. “
“At the same time, the person who could make both Wanhua Hall and Cold Sword Sect obey must have great power within the Imperial Family. Not sending a royal might be due to lack of power, or because it was all done behind the Yan Emperor’s back, not wanting him to know.”
One had to admit, Su Cheng truly was the strategist of Among the Colorful Clouds.
But for Yu Yi, knowing all this now didn’t seem that important anymore.
“I used to care deeply about the mastermind’s identity, but upon reflection, there’s no need to dwell on it.”
Yu Yi said quietly, looking out at the storm clouds through the window, a trace of killing intent in her eyes.
“Whether it’s the Ouyang Clan or the Imperial Family of Great Yan, they’d better be prepared to face me. None who invaded Among the Colorful Clouds today, nor the forces behind them, will escape.”