Chapter 528 Disciple, Please Let Me Go (63)

Although Yanrong was seriously injured now, the Qiyang Sect was still wary of him. Not only did they imprison him in an important forbidden area, they also set up multiple formations around him and sent several disciples with advanced cultivation to guard him.

After returning to Xueling Peak, if it weren't for the support of the elixir, Shen Mubai would have collapsed long ago.

For a monk, it would probably take several years and materials to repair the broken Dantian. She had already lost half of her golden elixir, and her body was probably almost useless.

Swallowing the blood that surged up in his chest, Shen Mubai turned around and frowned slightly, saying, "You don't have to follow me as a teacher."

Bai Shui lowered his eyes and lowered his eyebrows and said, "Master, the leader said that your body is severely injured now and you need someone to take care of you."

Shen Mubai was silent. She knew that Baishui had rebelled. No matter what the reason was, it was not that important now.

"If you don't want to stay at Xueling Peak, just leave."

Bai Shui said warmly, "Master, are you blaming me?"

Chen Mubai's heart tightened, and he said in a cold tone, "Why should I blame you, my master?"

Bai Shui paused and said, "Because of senior brother's matter."

Shen Mubai turned around, looked at him condescendingly, and said with a cold expression, "I blame you as a teacher, but it is not because of your senior brother's affairs, but because your heart is not in Xueling Peak, there is no need to stay."

Bai Shui choked at her words and said slowly for a long time, "Master, you'd better heal your injuries first."

In the next few days, Bai Shui didn't hang around in front of her anymore. Shen Mubai wished he wouldn't come again, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to continue acting.

Over at Yanrong, the situation was not very optimistic. Although Shen Mubai was anxious, he did not dare to alert the enemy. He could only suppress his thoughts and wait for the opportunity to come.

Probably after using various methods, but still unable to get anything useful from Yanrong, the sect sent someone to invite her over.

After deliberation, many elders said that they felt that Yanrong's toughness was terrifying, and they were afraid that he would be tortured to death before he could find out anything. So I want Shen Mubai, the master, to take action in person and play some truth cards so that he can come up with something. If it doesn't work, then take action for real.

Shen Mubai watched coldly, and when they asked him about it after their discussion, he said lightly, "Yes."

"Zhenren Suyi really knows the general situation and destroys relatives for justice! I admire you in my heart!"

"This demonic cultivator has been lurking in our sect for a long time. He must have some ulterior conspiracy!"

"I still have lingering fears about the chaos many years ago. I must not let this demon cultivator go easily this time. I must make him pay a painful price to comfort the souls of my Qiyang Sect disciples!"

The forbidden area where Yanrong was detained was guarded by multiple formations. If he wanted to enter, he would need proof from the sect. Although Shen Mubai was allowed to enter, he was followed by several elders.

After all, those people still didn't trust her enough.

In the dark underground cell, Yan Rong was locked in it. He could not move at all. His whole body was already in disarray. The blood that oozed out soaked his clothes and solidified into a dark color.

He lowered his head, unable to see clearly the expression on his face, or whether he was awake or unconscious.

When Shen Mubai saw this, his heart tightened slightly, but his tone was indifferent, "How is he doing now?"

Yan Rong, who was still silent at first, suddenly raised his head, and his dark eyes looked straight over, staring at Shen Mubai's entire body.