CHAPTER 190: CHAPTER 150: IF MY SENIOR SISTER BELIEVES ME

By Ning Shan’s side were several other people. Each one led some freshly kidnapped furnaces.

Due to numerous injuries, everyone at Wonderous Palace needed to engage in essence absorption to recover from their wounds. There clearly were not enough furnaces available. Thus, Ning Shan had led a group to procure more.

Of course, some injuries could have been treated by consuming elixirs. However, the basic elixirs within Wonderous Palace had been plundered by Wen Zhixing. Although some time had passed and they had replenished some elixirs, there was still a shortage.

"Are you Wang Shouzhen?"

At that moment, Ning Shan stepped forward, her gaze appraising. She had just returned but had already heard that Si Nanyan had taken another direct disciple. Seeing an unfamiliar man daring to fly within Wonderous Palace, she naturally guessed his identity.

Well, he looks quite decent. Just a bit too frail.

Ning Shan was slightly disappointed.

Compared to Wen Zhixing, who was full of Yang Qi, he was lacking quite a bit.

"And who are you?" Wen Zhixing tilted his head up slightly, adopting an arrogant expression, as if he held Ning Shan in no regard.

"You... are quite interesting."

Ning Shan was momentarily stunned by this, then a playful smile touched her lips. In all her life, she had never seen a Wonderous Palace disciple dare to be so arrogant in her presence. She then took the initiative to step forward, chuckling lightly as she spoke, "My name is Ning Shan, a direct disciple of the Deputy Palace Master Feng Ruoli."

"Oh, so you’re Senior Sister Ning. My apologies." Upon hearing this, Wen Zhixing merely nodded indifferently, his tone betraying no particular concern.

"Junior Brother Wang, where are you headed now...?" Seeing Wen Zhixing’s nonchalant attitude, Ning Shan’s interest piqued further. Just as she was about to speak again, she was interrupted by the newly captured furnaces, who began to cry out loudly for help.

"Save us, noble immortal, save us!"

"Noble immortal, please save us!"

"Noble immortal, I have elders to care for and children to raise..."

Recognizing Wen Zhixing as a man, these furnaces, regardless of his identity, immediately saw him as their lifeline. Wonderous Palace had an infamous reputation. They truly did not want to become furnaces.

However, Wen Zhixing merely looked at these people with a detached gaze. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to save them, but rather that he couldn’t.

"Hmph!" Ning Shan suddenly let out a cold snort, her spiritual pressure flaring outwards.

"AH!" Everyone immediately cried out, their heads throbbing as if about to split open, before fainting from the force.

"Take these people away and distribute them quickly," Ning Shan ordered emotionlessly to those behind her.

"Yes, Senior Sister Ning." The others nodded immediately.

The next moment, they each led their group of captured furnaces away.

Wen Zhixing silently watched all of this, without making any move. He understood that the fate awaiting these people would not be good.

"Junior Brother Wang, your cultivation is impressive. Which sect were you a disciple of before?" Once the others had left, Ning Shan gracefully stepped forward and asked. Not many knew about Si Nanyan infiltrating the Righteous Sun Sect as an undercover agent. Even Ning Shan only knew that upon her return, Si Nanyan had taken another direct disciple.

"I was a disciple of the Righteous Sun Sect," Wen Zhixing replied, his expression indifferent.

"What? A disciple from the Righteous Sun Sect!" Ning Shan was startled. She had not expected the man before her to be a disciple of the Righteous Sun Sect.

"Why?" Wen Zhixing raised an eyebrow.

"Do you know someone named Wen Zhixing?" Ning Shan asked, a hint of urgency in her voice.

"Hmm?" Wen Zhixing was also stunned to hear Ning Shan ask about him. But he quickly recovered, saying, "Wen Zhixing? I don’t know him."

"You don’t know him..." Ning Shan sighed softly at his response, not particularly surprised. She had only asked casually, anyway. Besides, she had been in closed-door cultivation when Wen Zhixing fled. After experiencing essence absorption with Wen Zhixing, the other cultivators in Wonderous Palace seemed so inferior that she couldn’t even be bothered to look at them. They were simply too lacking. It was also thanks to that session of essence absorption that her cultivation had officially broken through. What a pity. If Wen Zhixing were still here... she wouldn’t have to be struggling like this now. Before, she hadn’t realized Wen Zhixing’s quality. Now... she truly missed him.

"Senior Sister Ning, you... are injured."

Seeing this, Wen Zhixing’s gaze sharpened. A golden light flashed in his eyes as he activated his Fairy Eyes. He could now see several cracks within Ning Shan’s Sea of Qi. Spiritual Qi was continuously leaking from her body. Although Ning Shan concealed it well, how could she possibly hide it from Wen Zhixing’s Fairy Eyes?

"How... how did you know..." Ning Shan was shocked and instinctively retreated a few steps. Facing Wen Zhixing’s gaze, she felt as if she had been completely seen through. The reason she had been so anxious to go out was precisely to find a suitable furnace for essence absorption. However, the furnaces she had just captured were also of ordinary quality. Even if she performed essence absorption with them, it wouldn’t be enough to heal her injuries. Ning Shan had thought of asking Feng Ruoli for help, but Feng Ruoli’s injuries were also severe, and she had already gone into closed-door cultivation. Her injury wasn’t life-threatening, so she felt it wouldn’t be right to disturb Feng Ruoli.

"Senior Sister Ning, I have a way to heal your injuries," Wen Zhixing said with a smile.

"You have a way?" Ning Shan’s eyes lit up, but a trace of skepticism remained in her gaze. She still harbored many doubts about this "Wang Shouzhen" and naturally wouldn’t trust him easily.

"If you trust me, Senior Sister, come find me tonight," Wen Zhixing stated, his expression unreadable, then turned and walked away.

This man... is strange... Watching Wen Zhixing’s retreating figure, Ning Shan frowned slightly. What is the true identity of this "Wang Shouzhen"?