After Escaping From Death, He Went Even Crazier By Criticizing Black Lotus Chapter 12

Crash—

A rift appeared out of nowhere on the calm lake surface, which the demonic energy had not yet reached. Several figures tumbled out like dumplings, falling into the water with a series of “plop, plop” sounds.

“Pfft—cough, cough!” Hua Wuyou spat out water, having unexpectedly choked on some. He was completely drenched, his cyan-blue feather ornaments sadly plastered to his shoulder. He muttered, “My dear Senior Sister, next time, could you please not choose a lake to land in? Your most, most, most beautiful Junior Brother was almost drowned by you…”

There was no response.

Hua Wuyou froze, raising his head to look around: “Senior Sister? Senior Sister?!”

The wide, boundless lake shimmered, but only seven figures were visible. Meng Qinghui was nowhere to be seen. Hua Wuyou panicked, but then saw Qi Zi dive headfirst into the water. Jiang Fei glanced at him from the side, clearly disdainful: “Stop shouting. Your Senior Sister sank.”

A moment later, Qi Zi brought the person out of the water. Meng Qinghui was unconscious, eyes tightly shut, her face pale. Suddenly, she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Hua Wuyou was horrified: “Senior Sister, what happened to you! Wuwu, don’t scare me. If something happens to you, the Sect Master will swallow me whole…”

Su Huan frowned and swam over to check Meng Qinghui’s pulse. After confirming her condition, the knot between his brows loosened: “It’s nothing serious. She just exhausted all her spiritual power, causing her meridians to be damaged and blocked.”

Xiao Jianming looked at him: “When did you learn medicine?”

Su Huan realized that their distance had become too close at some point. His heart skipped a beat, and he chuckled awkwardly: “It’s just a case of prolonged illness making one a doctor. I haven’t mastered it.”

He sighed silently in his heart. If someone suffered from a fractured Golden Core, enduring pain every night and day, they would also become self-taught in medicine.

Xiao Jianming clearly thought of Su Huan’s incomplete Golden Core as well. He stared at him for a moment and smiled: “It’s a pity. Now that the Immortal Sect Assembly has encountered sudden upheaval, the item you wanted might not be obtainable.”

Su Huan’s eyelashes fluttered slightly. He said nothing, but inwardly he couldn’t help but argue—nothing was set in stone yet, so how could he be sure he wouldn’t get it?

Qi Zi and the others noisily and frantically carried Meng Qinghui ashore. Yue Jiusi, a complete landlubber, was miserably clinging to his Young Sect Master, eliciting a helpless expression from Nangong Yi.

After much commotion, the eight people finally made it ashore in various strange postures.

They surveyed their surroundings and found themselves encircled by snow-capped mountains. The entire lake was embedded in the central basin like a bright pearl. The surrounding trees were lush, filled with various precious spiritual plants. The spiritual energy in the air was dense; it was a hidden, spiritually blessed place, and an excellent hiding spot.

Without needing to say anything, Nangong Yi immediately set up a concealment barrier. Qi Zi extended his Dragon Spear, lit a bonfire, and placed the near-hypothermic person next to the fire, allowing Su Huan to treat Meng Qinghui’s injuries.

Before long, a hint of color returned to Meng Qinghui’s pale cheeks, and she tremblingly opened her eyes.

The look of joy on Su Huan’s face suddenly froze. Qi Zi gasped sharply.

Through the narrow slits of her slightly opened eyes, several glass-like shards suddenly rattled and fell out.

She lifted her eyelashes, revealing eyes that were crystal clear but crisscrossed with spiderweb cracks, like shattered glass beads.

No, they were literally glass.

Sensing the abnormality in her eye sockets, Meng Qinghui lightly touched her eyes with her fingertips. Just as her hand reached mid-air, she suddenly felt the contents of her eye sockets loosen, followed by a rattling sound of falling debris, which dropped into her lap like snow—

Her eyes had shattered.

Meng Qinghui sat by the bonfire. The firelight illuminated the girl’s fair face, revealing the empty, hollow sockets where her eyeballs should have been, mixed with glittering shards, as two lines of bloody tears slowly streamed down.

A look of melancholy appeared on her face. No one dared to disturb her.

Yue Jiusi, seeing them sitting stiffly without speaking, walked over curiously, but was so terrified by the sight that he let out a loud cry, bumping hard into Jiang Fei who was right behind him. Jiang Fei didn’t lose his temper, but stared at Meng Qinghui’s eyes in disbelief.

Meng Qinghui was startled. She collected her thoughts, calmly cleaned away the remaining shards, wiped the blood from her face, and then pulled off her hair tie to blindfold herself.

She said faintly: “Don’t worry about it. It’s just that when these prosthetic eyes were made years ago, the material chosen was a bit shoddy, which is why they couldn’t withstand the pressure of the teleportation and shattered. I’ll just have a new pair made when we return.”

Su Huan’s throat tightened. He couldn’t speak. Recalling the scene just now, he only felt a chilling sensation.

In the dead silence, only Jiang Fei spoke up, stunned: “Your eyes… what happened?”

Meng Qinghui paused upon hearing this, then sighed softly, like a gentle breeze that vanished without a trace. She said, “So, she never told you anything.”

As if recalling something, she paused again, then said, “When I was young, your mother… dug them out.”

The surrounding people looked at Jiang Fei in shock. Jiang Fei’s pupils also constricted violently, and he subconsciously retorted loudly: “That’s impossible! My Royal Mother is not that kind of person!” Then, almost grinding his teeth, he continued, “It was clearly you! You were inherently evil! As a descendant of the royal family, you dared to secretly steal the Immortal Ancestor’s remains, which provoked the resentment of the people, who petitioned to seal your spiritual eyes… It was clearly because you were incorrigible that you later committed a grave mistake, nearly becoming an eternal sinner of Yixian Continent, and were expelled!”

Hua Wuyou suddenly darted over. If Nangong Yi hadn’t been quick enough to stop him, he would have started fighting with Jiang Fei. He cursed loudly: “What did you say?! You are the sinner! Your whole family are sinners!”

Hua Wuyou was shaking with rage, looking like a peacock with its feathers ruffled, his voice as loud as a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix: “I knew it! I knew the Sect Master shouldn’t have let Senior Sister come to this Immortal Sect Assembly! When Senior Sister cut her hair to repay her debt back then, she made it perfectly clear that the kindness of raising her and the hatred of gouging her eyes were both wiped clean with the severed hair. She would never enter Yixian again in this life, and from then on, she severed all ties with your Yixian Continent!”

“You bullied Senior Sister when she was a weak girl with no power to resist, and you threw every bit of mud you could at her! Now you still chase her down to insult her! You are the most vicious people under heaven! A thousand, ten thousand times more hateful than the demon race!”

Meng Qinghui had a headache from his shouting. She frowned, telling him to stop, but then, as if his words reminded her of something, she raised her hand to lightly touch the hair tie covering her eyes. A hint of sarcasm curled her lips, and she told Jiang Fei the unknown truth: “It seems she still didn’t dare to tell anyone about this. Then I will tell you—

These eyes of mine are not the spiritual eyes inherited from ancient immortals. They are a pair of evil eyes, eyes that can naturally see through the life gate of all things, eyes that belong to the Demon God in the legends passed down through Yixian Continent… That is why she gouged out my eyes, fearing that people would attack her if they knew, fearing that the authority left by that man would be destroyed because of her.”

“It’s a pity she couldn’t hold onto it in the end.”

Jiang Fei’s face was filled with disbelief, but Meng Qinghui was already feeling tired. She called Hua Wuyou over and leaned against him, beginning to drift off to sleep.

Hua Wuyou immediately calmed down. His eyes showed deep concern mixed with a hint of shy joy. He carefully adjusted his position to make his Senior Sister more comfortable.

He glanced at Jiang Fei, who was still standing rooted to the spot, and glared at him fiercely, driving him away in a low, malicious voice: “Scram, scram, scram! Don’t stand here blocking my Senior Sister’s sight…”

Jiang Fei wanted to say something, but he looked at the girl already asleep on Hua Wuyou’s shoulder. He opened his mouth as if to argue, but chose to give up, finally returning to Qi Zi’s side, utterly disheartened.

Qi Zi couldn’t stand his dejected appearance and sneered: “Look at how pathetic you are.”

Jiang Fei was distraught. He suddenly looked at Qi Zi: “Why aren’t you surprised at all? Did you know about this too…”

Qi Zi scoffed: “No, but it has nothing to do with me.”

He finished speaking and looked provocatively at Nangong Yi, saying, “I am going to be the number one person in the world. I only care about the obstacles in my path to becoming the number one.”

Nangong Yi shifted his gaze awkwardly. He inadvertently met Su Huan’s eyes, and both saw unspoken astonishment in the other’s gaze.

In his peripheral vision, he saw Yue Jiusi pointing at Jiang Fei, Meng Qinghui, and Hua Wuyou with an incredulous expression, about to say something. The two immediately clapped their hands over his mouth in unison, as if by telepathy. Yue Jiusi struggled but was forced to shut up, leaving only his eyes darting back and forth between the three people, the shock and gossip almost spilling out.

Su Huan silently let out a satisfied burp. Well, this gossip was certainly filling.

Author’s Note:

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Another transitional chapter [shrug]. The following chapters might be… a bit angsty?

Here’s a little sweet scene of dog food in advance—

After the little couple got together.

Su: Um, how about we sleep in separate beds tomorrow night?

Xiao: !!! No! I can’t! Absolutely not!

Su: But the weather is so hot. You make me too hot to sleep.

Xiao (Instantly switching to Ice Spirit Root, body temperature cool, he pounced over): This way it won’t be hot anymore~

Seeing how agreeable he was, Su Huan took the opportunity to make another request: Mm-hmm, it would be even better if you could reduce the number of times.

Xiao (Smiling): That’s not possible, Huanhuan.

Su (Deliberately putting on a disappointed face): Ah, but I don’t want to stay up late anymore. I’ll die suddenly.

Xiao (Eyes filled with distress) (Reluctant tone): Alright then.

That night, Su Huan, who thought his plan was successful, happily drifted off to sleep. However—

Xiao (Joyfully entering the dream): Huanhuan, I’m here~

Su: (T_T) Sometimes, the joys and sorrows of humans are not shared…