Oh no, I accidentally cultivated three spiritual roots and became an empress!

Even with the suppression of the formation, it's still beyond her ability to deal with.

And Xuan Yuan, guarding her side, still managed to let Xiao Xin'er suffer such a serious injury.

That's a wound to the mind, much more troublesome than a regular injury.

Xuan Yuan also knew he had done something wrong.

He also felt regretful, wishing he had stopped Xiaoxin when she turned pale.

He never expected Zhong Lingxin to be so ruthless to herself.

Qingyang Venerable Saint fed Zhong Lingxin a Spirit-Nourishing Pill, and then took out a Divine Essence Grass from his own sea of ​​consciousness and placed it between Zhong Lingxin's eyebrows.

This Divine Essence Grass is most effective at nourishing the divine consciousness. Since he made the contract, it has never left his sea of ​​consciousness and has always protected his divine consciousness.

Now, the little apprentice is so badly injured, and he doesn't even have a magic weapon to protect his consciousness.

It seems I need to find a magic weapon for my little apprentice.

As for Lan Yueying's protective pearl...

To be honest, he really didn't think much of it.

Just as Zhong Lingxin fell into a deep sleep, the small tower in her dantian stirred.

A sigh rang out: "Ugh, what a hassle, getting seriously injured in my own cave!"

The small tower released a clear, white mist that flowed into Zhong Lingxin's sea of ​​consciousness through her dantian.

Under the influence of the white mist, the spiderweb-like cracks in Zhong Lingxin's sea of ​​consciousness healed slowly at a visible speed, leaving no trace.

After Zhong Lingxin's sea of ​​consciousness was repaired, the little tower sighed again: "I have to fall asleep again. My life is so miserable!"

Zhong Lingxin had a dream in which the little tower could talk. She dreamed that the little tower released white mist that healed the spider web in her sea of ​​consciousness. The cool white mist was like celestial dew and sweet milk, so comfortable that she wanted to sing out loud.

Qu Yao waited all night at Feiyun Peak, but Lan Yueying and An Li did not return, nor did she receive any reply from them.

She knew something must have happened to the two of them.

She dared not wait any longer and had Teng Yuan deliver a message to Yun Miaomiao early in the morning, saying that she was very busy with the Law Enforcement Association and had to take her leave.

Yun Miaomiao rushed over to see Qu Yao off, and upon seeing her entourage, she asked in surprise, "I remember there were eight people, why are two missing?"

Qu Yao mumbled, "Those two packed Xin's things and left yesterday."

Yun Miaomiao didn't press the matter further, and after seeing Qu Yao off, she sent a message to Sect Leader Lu.

Sect Leader Lu replied, "Understood."

Yun Miaomiao thought for a moment. Given the sect leader's methods, he should have already known about the two people's movements. The sect leader's answer meant that she should stop interfering.

Yun Miaomiao returned to Feiyun Palace with a leisurely air and told her disciples to continue their cultivation as usual.

Without the troublemaker Qu Xin, the spiritual energy of her Feiyun Peak has become much fresher.

Qu Yao used several teleportation arrays to return to the Law Enforcer Association.

The association was in complete chaos. Even Feng Yu, who had claimed to be in seclusion, appeared in the association's hall with a solemn expression, listening to his subordinates' reports.

Qu Yao's heart skipped a beat. Had something happened to Lan Yueying and An Li?

Just as she was about to slip away, Feng Yu called out to her, "Presiding Judge Qu, come here for a moment."

Qu Yaoba met Feng Yu a few days ago.

But now she has a guilty conscience and is terrified of seeing Feng Yu.

She tried her best to put on a gentle smile, obediently walked up to Feng Yu, and, as usual, performed the greeting for her superior, softly saying, "Qu Yao greets the president."

Feng Yu stared intently at her face and asked seriously, "Are you aware that the association's eighth and eleventh elders are dead?"

Qu Yao was so frightened that her legs went weak.

On the way back, she was on tenterhooks, afraid that something might happen to the two of them.

But as soon as I entered the association, I was asked about the deaths of the two men.

Fortunately, she had gained considerable experience over the years, and she steadied herself, exclaiming in surprise, "How could this be? Weren't they both always in the association? How could they be dead?"

Feng Yu stared intently at Qu Yao's face and asked, "Someone saw the Eighth Elder and the Eleventh Elder visit you half a month ago. Where have you been these past few days?"

Qu Yao was panicked inside, but her face remained calm as she said, "I sought out the two elders half a month ago because a party involved in a case knew them. These past few days, I went to the Qingyun Sect. The sect leader knows my daughter is a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, but she didn't come out with any other disciples this time. I went to inquire about the situation. My daughter…"

Feng Yu believed Qu Yao's words and felt somewhat relieved.

As long as the deaths of the Eighth Elder and the Eleventh Elder have nothing to do with this stupid woman, that's fine.

He waved, signaling Qu Yao to leave.

That stupid woman! Two elders of the association have died, and she's still busy with her personal affairs.

How could he have been so blind to choose such a stupid woman?

Mentioning his daughter brought another wave of irritation to him. She was just as foolish as her mother, choosing to join a second-tier sect instead of a proper major sect. He'd heard she'd even killed and poisoned another Lingyun Sect disciple.

Sigh, in the end, he'll have to step in and sort this out!

Qu Yao took small, quick steps, swaying her slender waist, and gracefully took her leave like a willow branch swaying in the wind.

Feng Yu continued to investigate the cause of death of Lan Yueying and An Li.

The investigation was misguided from the start, so the result is... well, let's just say it's laughable.

Zhong Lingxin woke up early the next morning, feeling refreshed and invigorated, with a cool and refreshing feeling in her mind.

She recalled the dream she had, focused her inner energy on her dantian, and softly asked, "Little Tower, is that you?"

Little Tower did not answer her.

Zhong Lingxin wasn't annoyed and quickly went to pay her respects to her master.

She accidentally injured her sea of ​​consciousness; her master and Uncle Xuan Yuan must be extremely worried.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhong Lingxin saw Qingyang Venerable Saint, before she could even bow and greet him, Qingyang Venerable Saint lifted her up and began to examine her sea of ​​consciousness.

Both the human and the beast were overjoyed to see that her sea of ​​consciousness had not only been fully restored but also expanded.

But Venerable Qingyang still put on a stern face and reprimanded her a few times.

Zhong Lingxin knew she was wrong, so she lowered her head and obediently admitted her mistake.

Xuan Yuan couldn't stand it anymore: "Alright, alright, our little one already knows she was wrong. Look at your stern face, even a coffin lid isn't as black as you."

Zhong Lingxin dared not laugh, and only lowered her head to listen to the reprimand.

Qingyang Zunsheng thought that she was a girl and was afraid that if he continued to scold her, he would make his little disciple cry. So he said softly, "You must not be so reckless in the future."

Zhong Lingxin nodded hurriedly in agreement.

This time, her consciousness was injured, and she was afraid.

Seeing that the matter was over, Xuan Yuan pulled Zhong Lingxin over and handed her two white mist fruits: "Here, eat them quickly, they're good for nourishing your spirit. I found them in the back mountain last night."

Zhong Lingxin accepted the white mist fruit and said obediently, "Thank you, Uncle Xuanyuan."

She knew that although the White Mist Fruit was only grade two, it was excellent for nourishing the spirit and must be deep within the back mountain. Uncle Xuan Yuan must have searched all night to find it.

Xuan Yuan didn't ask why Zhong Lingxin's spiritual sense recovered so quickly, but said with a smile, "Our little one was tempered in the Four Seasons Formation, and her spiritual sense is indeed stronger than that of an ordinary person."