“Che’er, it’s me! Don’t you remember me?”
Jiang Che’s right hand was tightly restrained by Lin Yin, unable to move.
Just moments ago, he had actually wanted to use a single hairpin to stab this Master who had ruined her own Spiritual Root and lost her eyesight, causing herself to fall into such a state.
It was like loving someone—when you don’t see them for a long time, your memories of them become idealized.
Jiang Che’s hatred for Lin Yin, even without thinking about it, refused to fade; every misfortune he had encountered piled onto that hatred bit by bit.
As a result, just after regaining clarity, he couldn’t control his emotions.
Of course, this could also be called waking-up anger.
“Let go of me! I don’t know you!”
He doesn’t know me?
Impossible.
Lin Yin didn’t believe it. She looked at the red cloth covering Jiang Che’s eyes.
Although she wanted to take it off and see, after thinking it over, she decided against it.
She extended a thread of Spirit Power and Shen Shi from her palm, following Jiang Che’s restrained hand and entering his body.
Jiang Che felt the long-missed sensation of Spirit Energy flowing into his body, making him even more agitated.
“What do you want?! Let go of me!”
At that moment, Lin Yin intended to use internal vision to examine Jiang Che’s body.
Jiang Che’s Spiritual Root had a sword wound; as long as she confirmed that, she could be one hundred percent certain of his identity.
Shen Shi and Spirit Power wandered through Jiang Che’s body.
Lin Yin discovered his Spirit Energy was scarce, and his meridians fragile.
Even an Elder wouldn’t be this withered.
It seemed Jiang Che must have suffered greatly over these years.
Until Shen Shi finally reached Jiang Che’s dantian—but the result shocked Lin Yin.
Inside the dantian was completely empty; there was no trace of any Spiritual Root, not a single bit.
Instead, within the hollow dantian was a patch of pitch blackness.
Lin Yin tried to probe further, extending her Spirit Power deeper.
At first, nothing happened, but suddenly, as if something was breathing, Lin Yin’s Spirit Power was directly sucked in, uncontrollable.
Lin Yin’s heart jolted violently. She couldn’t understand what could possibly dare to devour her cultivation at the Refining Void stage.
Feeling something was seriously wrong, she hastily withdrew her Shen Shi and Spirit Power.
At that very instant, Jiang Che felt the grip on his wrist suddenly loosen.
Seizing the moment, he broke free from Lin Yin’s hold.
The hairpin in his hand, no longer under control, stabbed straight into Lin Yin’s left shoulder.
Lin Yin had just withdrawn her Shen Shi when she felt a sharp pain in her left shoulder.
But that pain was nothing compared to the ache in her chest, so she barely reacted.
Blood from the wound stained her moon-white robe, and oddly, Lin Yin felt a bit relieved inside because of it.
Jiang Che immediately regretted it—he was so emotional.
His hand trembled continuously, and he even gasped for breath.
“You… why…”
Jiang Che admitted that he had truly wanted to attack Lin Yin just now, but he had only just realized that he had long planned to say goodbye and start a new life as a disabled person.
Yet he still acted on instinct and made things worse.
“It’s nothing, Che’er. Master isn’t hurt, you didn’t stab me hard.”
Jiang Che gritted his teeth and forcefully pushed Lin Yin, who was standing close, away.
But due to his impaired legs, he fell to the ground. He clenched his fists tightly.
“I’m not your disciple. I don’t know you.”
“Then why are you angry? Isn’t it Master you’re angry with?”
Lin Yin was caught off guard by the shove, but she wasn’t angry, nor did she immediately advance.
The usually icy and indifferent expression on her face was replaced with a rare, deep bitterness and sorrow.
Though Lin Yin hadn’t found the Water Spiritual Root she had severed in Jiang Che’s dantian, she did not doubt his identity.
She had searched for too long.
That relentless, burning obsession had already taken root and grown wildly in endless regret, becoming the straw of atonement she was willing to clutch, no matter how much hatred he poured on her.
Then Jiang Che seemed to remember something and quickly spoke.
“Duo’er… is that River Mussel demon?”
Using the ground beneath him as reference, Jiang Che judged he was still inside the cavern.
His heart sank—what if his former Master had killed Duo’er with one sword?
Although they had only chatted briefly, he had developed some feelings.
After all, Duo’er was so much like the people from his old home.
Duo’er, who had been watching from the side, was surprised she even had a role in the scene.
She had been thoroughly enjoying the show.
After all, what she saw here was something only found in novels.
A ferocious, dark-aura-wreathed, unfathomably powerful immortal Master with a complex, obsessive affection for a blind, crippled, fragile young woman in red!
And just now, her disciple had stabbed the Master’s shoulder with a hairpin!
So explosive!
It was like one wouldn’t speak, one wouldn’t ask.
One willing to hit, one willing to endure!
Duo’er was wearing a silly smile when she looked up and immediately caught Lin Yin’s fierce glare.
All thoughts of enjoying the drama vanished. She lunged forward and hugged Jiang Che tightly.
“Senior Sister! I’m still here! I just formally became a disciple of our Master! From now on, you’re my Senior Sister!”
“Huh? Senior Sister?”
Feeling a cold weight fall into his arms, Jiang Che was stunned. He had a new Junior Sister? What was going on?
“You said you took her as your disciple?”
Jiang Che didn’t quite believe it and asked again.
“Mm!”
At that moment, Lin Yin stepped forward and said, “She just wanted to take me as her Master. Do you want me to accept her?”
“What does that have to do with me?”
Jiang Che answered irritably, his heart sinking deeply. For some reason, he suddenly thought of Feng Yaqin.
Seeing Jiang Che’s reaction, Lin Yin sighed and stepped forward to examine Duo’er carefully.
“When I first arrived at this village, I noticed the food here wasn’t low in Spirit Energy content, but the village’s overall Spirit Energy density was poor. I suppose it’s because you’re controlling the Spirit Energy.”
“It’s because of your Magic Treasure. And that Magic Treasure is of extremely high grade. It hides its aura inside your body to avoid attracting others to steal it.”
Jiang Che was slightly stunned by Lin Yin’s words. This was news to him.
Without cultivation, he couldn’t sense fluctuations in Spirit Energy.
So this meant the little girl truly was controlling the Spirit Energy of this area, allowing the villagers to live in peace.
Moreover, she concealed the aura of the Magic Treasure, preventing others from contesting it.
He had originally thought this girl was just a shut-in, but it turned out she was a capable, practical leader.
Jiang Che’s impression of Duo’er improved instantly.
But this also meant that the Magic Treasure inside Duo’er was an incredibly precious and powerful artifact—powerful enough for a small River Mussel demon to manage such a feat.
A bad premonition rose in his heart.
Duo’er, upon hearing Lin Yin’s words, felt scared. She feared Lin Yin would try to take her Magic Treasure.
Lin Yin bent down, gently placing her hand on Duo’er’s face.
“Don’t be afraid. Since my Che’er is unharmed, I won’t hurt you or take your Magic Treasure.”
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