Seeing her master walking toward her, Liu Yashi instantly stopped sobbing.
Her eyes were filled with terror, and she pressed her delicate lips tightly together.
At the same time, she tried her utmost to keep from making any sound.
Looking at her master in such strange attire, Liu Yashi felt extremely nervous.
She had no idea what had happened; ever since her master had wiped out a demonic sect four years ago, he seemed like a completely different person.
From a kind, gentle, and caring master who looked after his disciples, he had suddenly turned into someone terrifying, utterly indifferent to his disciples, and prone to talking about destroying the world at the slightest provocation.
This made her deeply heartbroken.
Because if not for her master, she would have died long ago at the hands of bandits.
It could be said that her master had given her a new life.
He had nurtured her from a mere mortal into the Early Golden Core cultivator she was now.
By any standard, she could be considered a minor powerhouse.
Her master used to be so gentle, so caring toward her, and so warm to everyone.
Yet now, he had become like this.
However, even if her master hated her, loathed her, or even punished her, she would never leave him.
Because everything she possessed had been given to her by her master.
Moreover, she harbored feelings for her master that went far beyond the bond of master and disciple.
She had harbored such thoughts—ones that defied the normal bounds of a master-disciple relationship—for a long time.
In Liu Yashi's view, there must be something wrong with some aspect of her master, which was why he had changed like this.
Eventually, her master would surely recover.
As long as she stubbornly stayed by her master's side and let him feel the companionship of herself, her two senior apprentice sisters, and the great elder,
then her master would be able to recover.
Once her master returned to his former kind and caring self, she would be able to stay with him forever alongside her senior apprentice sisters and the great elder.
Right now, her greatest fear was being driven away by her master and having their master-disciple ties severed.
She had no desire to leave her master at all.
Yet her master insisted that she, a mere Golden Core cultivator, go and kill that woman who wielded the greatest influence in Central Province.
If she failed to kill her, she would be cast out.
Despite trying so hard, she still hadn't been able to kill that woman.
This meant she had failed to complete her master's task and was facing expulsion.
Therefore, all of this was that woman's fault!
If only that woman had simply let herself be killed, she could have stayed by her master's side forever!
It was all that woman's fault! Why couldn't she just let herself be killed!
Liu Yashi roared frantically in the depths of her mind, her eyes filled with deep-seated hatred.
This hatred was directed entirely at the woman her master wanted dead.
At that moment, Qingyu's figure arrived before her.
Raising her head to look at her master—expressionless, possessing an extraordinary aura, and exceedingly handsome—Liu Yashi's eyes flickered with hidden affection.
In the past, she dared to show her feelings for her master, but now, let alone showing them, she didn't even dare leak a single trace.
She could only bury them deep in her heart until her master recovered.
She must not be driven away; otherwise... otherwise... she would never be able to be with her master again.
At this thought, Liu Yashi's delicate body began to tremble slightly.
Being cut off from her master forever and unable to be by his side would be worse than death.
Without her master, she would lose even the will to live.
Even though her current master acted abnormally, like a madman, she still did not want to leave.
Besides, she did not believe there was anything wrong with her master; the one at fault was herself.
It was because she had failed to complete her master's mission—it was all her own fault...
Four months ago, her second senior apprentice sister had been driven away. If not for the great elder, herself, and her eldest senior apprentice sister interceding on her behalf, allowing her second senior apprentice sister to return three months ago,
that second senior apprentice sister of hers would surely have ended her own life somewhere by now.
Because after her second senior apprentice sister returned, Liu Yashi clearly saw that she seemed like a different person entirely, sometimes acting completely unhinged.
To be cast out for a full month before being allowed to return—it was a miracle she still retained any sanity at all.If it were herself, let alone a month, if she were driven away for a single week and realized that her master had completely abandoned her, she would undoubtedly commit suicide.
That was what Liu Yashi was thinking in her heart.
Approaching Liu Yashi, Qingyu lowered his head slightly to look at the trembling, drenched young girl before him.
Looking at Liu Yashi, Qingyu felt a deep sense of helplessness.
Extending his right hand, Qingyu reached out toward Liu Yashi's delicate body with a calm expression.
Seeing Qingyu extend his right hand, Liu Yashi instantly squeezed her eyes shut in tension.
Her delicate face was filled with terror.
Her slender body curled up tightly.
The frequency of her trembling became even more exaggerated.
The searing pain and the bone-chilling cold of the rain swept over her entire body, leaving Liu Yashi in agony, discomfort, and fear.
Earlier, when her master had extended his right hand, he had given her a direct slap across the face.
And now, her master would surely do the same.
After striking her with a slap, he would instantly shout stern reproaches and drive her away.
At this thought, two fresh trails of tears streamed down Liu Yashi's cheeks.
She was terrified.
And heartbroken.
Yet right at that moment, Liu Yashi suddenly felt her head being gently stroked by a hand.
"Eh?"
Feeling the tender touch coming from the top of her head, Liu Yashi opened her eyes in bewilderment and raised her head slightly.
Then, she saw Master Qingyu currently wearing a gentle smile toward her.
His right hand was softly stroking her head.
The next second, Liu Yashi heard an incomparably gentle voice issued by her master.
"Does this wound hurt very much?"
As the words drifted into her ears, Liu Yashi froze right where she was.
Was she... hallucinating?
The master who constantly roared at her and fiercely lectured her at every turn—how could he... have become so gentle?
Could it be...
At this thought, Liu Yashi's delicate face instantly took on an expression of immense grievance.
Her previously trembling body abruptly stiffened.
Her pale blue eyes were filled with shock.
Seeing this, Qingyu continued speaking.
"Shier, don't be nervous. Come, let your master take a look at your wound."
As soon as Qingyu finished speaking, he immediately released the spiritual power within his body.
A wave of white spiritual power instantly emanated from Qingyu's right hand, sweeping over Liu Yashi's entire body.
Fortunately, this wound had merely been grazed by a sword array; there was only a single slash, and it was not deep.
Otherwise, Liu Yashi, who was only at the Early Golden Core stage, could never have fled back from such a distance and stood before him here.
Yet it was not something that could be healed by ordinary means; at the very least, spiritual power alone could not cure it, and medicine was an absolute necessity.
The sword array carried poison. If left untreated, the spiritual power within Liu Yashi's body would be gradually eroded, eventually causing her cultivation realm to plummet until she became an ordinary mortal incapable of channeling spiritual power.
Aware of the severity of his third disciple's injury, Qingyu immediately stopped releasing his detection spell.
Withdrawing his right hand and taking a step back, Qingyu gave a wave of his right hand, and in an instant, the clothes on both Liu Yashi and himself were completely dried by vapor.
At the same time, Qingyu released a stream of spiritual power, allowing Liu Yashi, who was kneeling on the ground, to feel a wave of warmth.
Having finished these tasks, Qingyu offered a gentle reminder.
"Shier, sit over there. Your master is going to get some medicine for you."
"Rest assured, your master will cure you."
Qingyu pointed toward the nearby bed, offered Liu Yashi a gentle smile, and with a single thought, vanished from the spot on the spot.
In the Immortal Cultivation World, cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage were capable of tearing through space to teleport.
As a top-tier powerhouse at the Soul Formation Peak, Qingyu did not even need to tear space to teleport directly.
The place he was heading to was the former site of the Wendao Sect.
Right there, Qingyu still had a considerable amount of medicinal herbs hidden away.
In order to cure his third disciple, Qingyu had to make a trip to the original site of the Wendao Sect.