Quick Wear: I Became the Savior of the Doomsday

Faced with his beloved breaking down and crying, Wen Chi no longer had the energy to comfort her. He also didn't want to lose Zhong Suhan.

The Broken Cloud Kite came out from his sleeve, landed on his shoulder, looked at Ji Yuan, then looked at him, and suddenly, as if sensing something, flapped its wings and flew up.

Wen Chi hurriedly followed, and when he came out of the tent, he found that it was snowing outside. The wind blew the snow onto his face, making him feel extremely cold. The young Suiyun Kite was struggling to move forward in the not-so-strong snow and wind.

Ji Yuan carried Zhong Suhan on his back, folded up the tent and followed them. There were no signs on the snowy mountain, and it would be easy to get lost if they walked separately. Zhong Suhan had told them since they were young that they should not be left alone in the secret realm if they could.

The wind and snow got stronger as they walked, and in the end it began to blind the eyes. In order not to get lost, Wen Chi held Ji Yuan's clothes tightly. As they walked, the wind and snow suddenly stopped, and in front of them was a scene of red flowers and green willows.

Wen Chi and Ji Yuan looked behind them and found that the snow and wind were still raging behind them. They were both surprised.

“It’s worthy of being called the Lanling Great Secret Realm. There are secret realms within the secret realms.” Ji Yuan said with emotion.

Wen Chi was too lazy to talk, so he nodded in agreement. He raised his hand and let the Broken Cloud Kite land on his finger. He watched it comb its feathers and take out its favorite spiritual insects from its treasure bag as a reward.

"I smell the scent of hot springs." Ji Yuan raised his head and sniffed the air, then walked along the gravel path toward the flowers. After a while, he found a pool of blue spring water and said excitedly, "This must be the spring water!"

"It should be." Wen Chi took out the colorful glue and threw it into the spring water. The blue spring water was immediately covered with a layer of colorful light, and then he left.

After he left, Ji Yuan took off Zhong Suhan's clothes, placed her in the spring, and held her head in his hands, accompanying her quietly.

Zhong Suhan, who was in a coma, suddenly regained consciousness. She smelled a complex floral scent, including the unique fragrance of Guaidian. She also heard the noisy bird calls of Wen Chi's Broken Cloud Kite. The comfort of her body formed a sharp contrast with the anger in her heart, and her inner demons were growing in secret.

Ming Qiu hid in the dark and felt relieved when he saw Zhong Suhan already soaking in the hot spring. He knew that her useless brothers and sisters would not be able to find this place, nor the Five-Colored Deer.

Tian Dao, who was possessed by the bird, asked on his shoulder: "Are you really going to do this?"

"Ah."

"It will be very dangerous, and He won't believe it. It's too dangerous."

"This is the only way. He in this world is too powerful." Ming Qiu said, "It doesn't matter. The hostage is in His hands. He will believe it."

"As long as you know the number."

After Tiandao finished speaking, he withdrew his possession. The bird flew up from Mingqiu's shoulder and blended into the environment.

……

Seven days later, Zhong Suhan opened her eyes. She had never felt so good. Her body was light, her ears and eyes were sharp, and her mind was as clear as if washed by heavy rain.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, how do you feel?" Ji Yuan asked while lying beside the spring water, "Senior Sister?"

Zhong Suhan's eyes moved, and he focused his gaze on Ji Yuan. He raised his hand and touched her head. "I feel good. Where's Wen Chi?"

"He's on the other side of the flowers."

Zhong Suhan stood up, water droplets sliding down her body. She bent down to pick up the clothes folded aside and put them on slowly one by one. A fiery red mark appeared between her eyebrows, like a cinnabar mole.

“Senior Sister—” Ji Yuan looked at the mark, breathing rapidly, “Senior Sister, you… you have a demon in your heart?”

Zhong Suhan didn't care and nodded indifferently, "Yes, let Wen Chi come over and take a look at me."

"Wen Chi! Senior Sister Wen Chi has a mental demon!" Ji Yuan cried and ran to find Wen Chi.

Wen Chi was collecting herbs here. He stood up when he heard Ji Yuan's cry. Then the red-clothed boy rushed into his arms, grabbed his collar with both hands, and cried anxiously and fearfully: "Senior sister has a demon in her heart. What should I do, Wen Chi, what should I do?"

Inner demon? Wen Chi was also startled, and then he saw a small red mole between the eyebrows of Zhong Suhan who followed Ji Yuan, "Senior Sister——"

Zhong Suhan had no idea about his inner demons, and at the moment it didn't seem to have any effect on him, but judging from the expressions of his fellow disciples, it seemed like a very bad thing.

Fortunately, my body no longer feels like a sieve. With my breathing practice, I will soon be able to reach the point where I can fight against evil thoughts.

Wen Chi stepped forward to feel her pulse, "Sister, how do you feel now?"

"very good."

"Inner demons usually affect cultivators when they are going through tribulations. Senior sister, do you know what your inner demon is like?"

"Midnight and Autumn."

Zhong Suhan gritted his teeth and spat out these two words. The small mole between his eyebrows seemed to be burning brightly, and it was painful and itchy. His mind seemed to be occupied by anger, and the only thought left in his mind was to kill him.

Upon seeing this, Wen Chi quickly took out the Qingxin Pill from his treasure bag and gave it to Zhong Suhan to eat. "Senior sister, don't think about it. Calm down."

With the help of the drugs, Zhong Suhan quickly calmed down and looked at his fellow apprentices with some guilt, "I wanted to find weapons for you, but now it seems that I can't."

"It doesn't matter. I'm more looking forward to the weapons made by my senior sister." Ji Yuan said with a smile, and Wen Chi beside her nodded in agreement.

Zhong Suhan was very pleased. He raised his hand and touched the heads of his junior brothers and sisters. He found a place to stay for two days and collected a lot of medicinal herbs. When the time was up, he bought a boat ticket and went straight back to Xuanyue Gate.

After Fu Qing received the news that they had returned, he was waiting at the sect gate early. Beside him were Xing Hai who was in charge of the account books, Xiang Yuyang who was in charge of the sect affairs, and Jin Lu who was pounding medicine.

Jinlu was very dissatisfied with his behavior. The man's fever had just subsided last night, and he kept complaining.

"You are just too worried about these two brats. Look at other masters and vice-masters. They are all waiting for their disciples to come back and report to them. But you are waiting here early in the morning like a worried old woman. Your body, which has just been adjusted, is..."

Fu Qing frowned and interrupted his rant: "Han'er has a demon in her heart, how can I wait in there peacefully! She must not listen to me and meet that Ming Qiu."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Suhan and others appeared in his sight, and they couldn't help but step forward quickly.

Seeing this, Ji Yuan ran forward happily, "Master!"

Fu Qing hugged the little disciple who fell into his arms, touched her, and checked her up and down to make sure she had no obvious injuries. He then went to check Wen Chi to make sure she had no time to look at Zhong Suhan with trembling hands.

Zhong Suhan knelt down and sincerely admitted his mistake: "Uncle Master, Han'er knows that I was wrong. This time, I really know that I was wrong."