The cannon fodder in the book turns into the daughter of the heaven

Chapter 145 Apology 2

Seeing the little guy apologizing to him non-stop, Ye Zhanhun actually felt a little at a loss.

"Alright, alright! Master Ye doesn't blame you anymore!"

Oh... the little kid is such a troublesome thing. He is clearly the one who suffered the loss, but he still feels guilty.

"Hahaha……."

When the leader of Qingyun Sect saw that both parties had reached an agreement, his mood immediately improved.

"We're all from the same sect, there's no need to be so picky! Wanwan, remember what happened today! Don't act mischievously in the future."

"Yes, Master-Uncle! Wanwan will obey!"

Xiao Wanwan stood there obediently, nodding her little head like a chick pecking at rice.

At this time, Yun Zhiyi hurried over and hugged Xiao Wanwan in his arms.

"Wanwan, what's going on? I heard something happened here."

Xiao Wanwan was indeed frightened. She turned around and hugged Yun Zhiyi's neck, buried her little head in her arms, and spoke sullenly.

"Master Yun, it's Wanwan who's in trouble! It's all Wanwan's fault for being naughty and causing Master Ye's injuries to worsen."

Since she came here through the book, Zi Wuji and Yun Mubai have taken good care of her.

She was afraid of dropping it if she held it in her hands, and afraid of it melting if she held it in her mouth. In the past three years, she has not suffered any setbacks.

She stayed in Lingxiao Peak, jumping around, chasing chickens and teasing dogs, and no one ever said anything.

What happened today was indeed beyond her expectations. Thinking of this, Xiao Wanwan felt extremely depressed.

Yun Zhiyi saw the dejected look of the baby in her arms, and she felt heartbroken.

But when he saw Ye Zhanhun's pale face and somewhat embarrassed look, he couldn't bring himself to vent his anger on others.

She patted Xiao Wanwan soothingly, sighed, and looked at Ye Zhanhun.

"Brother Ye, you are injured, please sit down first!"

The tense atmosphere eased and everyone took their seats, while Yun Mubai and his fellow apprentice brothers stood by.

Zi Wuji saw the anger on Ye Zhanhun's face gradually disappear, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled back into his stomach. He let out a long breath.

He hurriedly clasped his hands together and said to Ye Zhanhun with a smile on his face.

"Brother Ye, what happened today was indeed Wanwan's fault. I will prepare a generous gift and take Wanwan to Lingyun Peak to apologize to you someday. I hope Brother Ye will be magnanimous and not hold it against a little kid."

He and Ye Zhanhun have been fellow disciples for many years.

Although the two of them always fight openly and secretly, refuse to give in to each other, and neither of them is willing to submit to the other, it is just a fight of pride.

If they really face an enemy, they can fight side by side and leave their backs to the other party without worry.

This kind of trust and tacit understanding of life and death cannot be established casually.

Zi Wuji didn't want to see such a thing cause a rift between them and create an insurmountable rift.

"Easy to say!"

Ye Zhanhun responded indifferently, turned his head slightly, and avoided Zi Wuji's gaze intentionally or unintentionally. For some reason, a strange feeling arose in his heart.

No, he is the victim, what is he feeling guilty about?

"Brother Ye, let me help you take a look!"

Yun Zhiyi put Xiao Wanwan down, stood up, and walked to Ye Zhanhun.

She is proficient in alchemy and has some experience in treating cultivators' injuries.

"Thank you, Junior Sister Yun!"

Ye Zhanhun nodded lightly, not rejecting Yun Zhiyi's spiritual power flowing through his body.

Everyone present stared at Yun Zhiyi closely, and was very concerned about Ye Zhanhun's injuries.

After a while, Yun Zhiyi showed a strange look on her face. She frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

Ye Zhanhun was startled and asked in panic.

"Junior Sister Yun, is there anything wrong with my injury?"

The leader of Qingyun Sect, Zi Wuji, Jin Wuxiang, and Leng Jingtian also stared at Yun Zhiyi with some uneasiness.

"Uh... no. Brother Ye, try to activate your spiritual power!"

Yun Zhiyi withdrew his spiritual power and looked at Ye Zhanhun and spoke.

"this……?"

Ye Zhanhun was a little hesitant.

"My spiritual power just went wild, and I had a hard time suppressing it."

"It's okay, Brother Ye, you'll know if you try it."

Yun Zhiyi smiled gently, turned around and sat back, holding Xiao Wanwan in her arms.

Ye Zhanhun was nervous and tried to mobilize his spiritual energy. Slowly, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"My injuries have completely recovered. This... this is incredible."

He secluded himself in the bamboo forest for several days, washing with spiritual dew every day, but he was still unable to recover.

Whenever I circulate the spiritual energy in my body during cultivation, I always feel that the spiritual energy in my tendons and veins is stagnant and not flowing smoothly.

It required him to expend a great deal of energy to overcome numerous obstacles, and this situation made him feel anxious and confused.

He couldn't help but feel anxious, wondering when he could recover to his former peak state.

But now he was circulating his spiritual power extremely smoothly, without any of the difficulty and stagnation he had before.

Ye Zhanhun widened his eyes, feeling the changes in his body in disbelief, and a look of ecstasy involuntarily appeared on his face.

"Junior Sister Yun, what's going on?"

Yun Zhiyi thought for a moment and said.

"Brother Ye, I can't explain this clearly. Your injury is strange. It's possible that a tendon or vein in your body is blocked, causing your spiritual energy to stagnate. Just now, after Wanwan startled you, your spiritual energy surged and broke through the blockage. So, it was a blessing in disguise for you to recover from your injury."

Can you do this?

The leader of Qingyun Sect and Zi Wuji and others were all surprised. It turned out that this little brat had done a good thing by accident.

Yun Zhiyi then continued, "If we can find the Qixia Linglan, that would be great. Senior Brother Ye's recovery would be just around the corner!"

Hearing this, the leader of Qingyun Sect sighed heavily, shook his head and spoke slowly.

"Hey... is it possible to obtain the Qixia Linglan so easily?"

Qixia Linglan is a rare treasure in the world. It grows in a very secret place and has extraordinary effects.

Taking it can greatly improve one's cultivation level. It is especially effective for those whose cultivation level has dropped due to serious injuries.

For countless years, no sect has ever been heard of obtaining the Qixia Linglan. Obtaining the Qixia Linglan is no easy task!

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

Ye Zhanhun was in an extremely happy mood and waved his hand casually.

"It's a great blessing that my injuries have fully recovered. As long as I practice diligently, it's only a matter of time before I can recover."

What has been bothering him these past few days are his physical injuries. No matter how he heals them, he always feels something is wrong.

Now that he has finally gotten rid of this trouble, it is a great joy for him.

"Master Yun, what does Qixia Linglan look like?"

Xiao Wanwan blinked her big eyes, a light bulb went off in her head, and she asked weakly.

She seemed to have seen the Qixia Linglan mentioned by her uncle and the others!