With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Chapter 757 The Sect Leader's Useless Daughter 31
Jin Congmo's head was buzzing, and he coughed up blood.

Jin Congshuang had already lost consciousness, and the extent of her injuries was still unknown.

The people in the sect heard the commotion and were surprised to find out what had happened, since Jin Congshuang's cave had been blown up.

The moment A-Zhu heard the explosion, she was smiling as she fed a small deer, a mythical beast.

For a joyous occasion, firecrackers are naturally set off to celebrate.

The sound was synthesized with the help of 997.

When the sect members arrived at the site of the explosion, they discovered it was the cave dwelling of the Jin siblings on the main peak.

"Could it be an oven explosion?"

"Senior Brother Jin and Junior Sister Jin don't seem to be alchemists, do they?"

"Even if it were an explosion, the power couldn't be that great."

"This power looks comparable to a fourth-grade high-quality spirit talisman, right?"

Soon, the sect's managing disciples found the Jin siblings from the ruins. Jin Congmo was in a sorry state, but he looked alright, at least he could stand up, though his face was deathly pale.

Jin Congshuang's condition was much worse; she was covered in blood and gore, and if it weren't for the powerful protective magic items she possessed, she would probably be dead by now. Even so, her protective magic items were almost completely shattered.

After all, the explosion just now was comparable to the power of a high-grade fourth-level spirit talisman.

With such a commotion, Azhen certainly couldn't stay in the cave. She arrived at just the right time and saw the physician examining the Jin siblings.

Her senior brothers and sisters also rushed over at this time, and they were all shocked when they saw this scene.

Xie Jiuqing had a good relationship with Jin Congmo, so he stepped forward and asked, "Brother Jin, what's wrong?"

Zhuo Hong quickly stepped forward: "Junior Brother Jin, are you alright?"

"How is Junior Sister Jin?" the others asked, as Jin Congshuang's eyes were tightly closed and she looked like she was on the verge of death. The healer had just used a spell to cleanse her, which only made everyone see the horrific sight of her torn flesh.

"Senior Brother Jin, what happened?" Azhen came to Jin Congmo, her tone filled with worry and shock.

Jin Congmo finally came to his senses. He looked at Azhen, and for a moment he really wanted to kill Pei Zhen.

But seeing her gaze brought him back to his senses.

This bracelet wasn't a gift from Pei Zhen to her sister; rather, her sister bought it herself at an auction house.

Pei Zhen had been handling this bracelet for many years. If they hadn't accidentally used their siblings' blood to activate it, they wouldn't have encountered these problems. Without that, the bracelet would indeed be a defensive magic item, and something could only enter but not leave.

Therefore, the bracelet's maker simply harbored deep hatred for siblings. Perhaps many years ago, the other party suffered a loss at the hands of a certain pair of siblings, which led to their resentment towards all siblings in the cultivation world, resulting in the creation of such a trap to harm people.

As for the sister's special connection to the bracelet, it was probably a trap set by the other party, which only one of the siblings could sense.

How hateful, truly hateful! I wonder if the bracelet's maker still exists in this world. If I ever meet him, I will definitely kill him.

A-Zhuang sensed the murderous intent that Jin Congmo suddenly felt, but pretended not to feel anything.

It's quite normal for the other party to have such thoughts. But they wouldn't really believe that she set up the bracelet.

"I accidentally obtained a strange magic weapon before Shuang," Jin Congmo said. "I studied it for a while but couldn't figure it out. Today, I was asked to help take a look. Who knew that this magic weapon was actually a trap set by someone, which caused the cave to be blown up."

Everyone listened with a sigh, none of them doubting that there was anything wrong with what he said.

Such things are quite normal in the cultivation world, but I never expected the two siblings to be so unlucky.

When Qi Feng arrived, he was speechless upon learning of the matter.

Seeing that Jin Congmo was alright and that his spiritual root hadn't been damaged this time, he felt a little relieved.

As for Jin Congshuang, she was, after all, his disciple and the younger sister of his personal disciple, so he would naturally care about her to some extent. Just as the medical examiner finished his examination, he immediately inquired about the situation.

"The injuries look severe, but they haven't actually damaged the spiritual root or dantian. It's just that the disciple looks rather pitiful. In addition, the disciple's cultivation level is too low, which is why he fainted." The healer's eyes also flashed with surprise. "Perhaps the defensive magic treasure he was wearing played a role in protecting the spiritual root. As for the other injuries, they are nothing to worry about if the cultivator takes good care of them."

For cultivators, losing an arm or a leg is not a big problem, as long as their spiritual root and dantian are intact.

Azhen wasn't surprised at all. Of the two siblings in the Jin family, Jin Congshuang was probably the one who kept a low profile.

The other party now possesses true spiritual roots, with water, wood, and metal elements.

However, she could sense that Jin Congshuang's spiritual root talent might not be so simple; besides the strength she had shown, there seemed to be something else.

Furthermore, Jin Congshuang possesses more than one powerful magical artifact, making her far wealthier than Jin Congmo.

Today's gift is just an appetizer; the main course will follow gradually. I wonder if the brother and sister will be able to finish it.

Everyone looked relieved upon hearing what the healer had said.

Even so, Jin Congshuang will need to take good care of herself from now on.

Soon, the disciples in charge came and built the cave dwelling for the two of them. The place was completely renewed, as if nothing had ever happened.

Jin Congshuang was still asleep, and Jin Congmo was taking care of her in her cave.

After everyone dispersed, he sat down next to Jin Congshuang, his eyes cold.

Even though this matter had nothing to do with Pei Zhen, he still held a grudge against her.

If the other party hadn't owned the bracelet and hadn't sold it to an auction house, my sister wouldn't have suffered such severe injuries.

He knew his sister would be alright, because within her body lay a powerful magical artifact sealed by their father, which would protect her foundation in times of danger.

The younger sister's talent wasn't a true spiritual root of water, wood, or metal, but a mutated ice spiritual root, which her father helped seal away. Firstly, to guard the magic treasure; secondly, to prevent the two siblings' talents from attracting too much attention; and thirdly, to use the younger sister as a trump card between the two siblings.

Even though her spiritual root was sealed, it might seem like her cultivation level was affected, but actually it wasn't. She had been accumulating power all along, and once the seal was lifted, as long as her mental state remained stable, her cultivation level would skyrocket.

That will truly be a sensation!
[It was the Jin siblings' cave that exploded. Apparently, Jin Congshuang was researching a magical artifact she'd acquired from somewhere, but it turned out to be a trap. What bad luck!] The Fishing System, having learned of this, immediately shared it with Yan Zui. [Speaking of which, from what I've heard, ever since that training incident, this brother and sister have indeed had a run of bad luck in everything they do. Before this, they seemed like chosen ones.]

These two siblings are truly worthy of being Qi Feng's disciples; how come they're just as unlucky as Qi Feng?

Yan Zui was somewhat speechless: [Qi Feng was a genius of his sect back then; his luck wouldn't be too bad. As long as he doesn't run into me, he won't be unlucky.]