The disciple rushed to Meng Qi side and reached out to grab her arm. Meng Qi avoided his hand and asked calmly: “What happened?”

Seeing Meng Qi avoided his hand and her calm, indifferent face, the disciple subconsciously frowned. After a while, he spoke again, this time more calmly. “The fellow disciples who got injured by the immortal devouring vine suddenly collapsed. Junior sister Meng, you also saw that they were alright before. But after returning to the sect, they suddenly collapsed in pain. The first one who showed the symptoms is junior sister Lan Zhuxuan.” When mentioning Lan Zhuxuan’s name, the disciple deliberately increased his tone. He observed Meng Qi attentively, as if wanting to see her reaction.

“After that?” Meng Qi asked calmly. She resumed her walk towards the sect gate. “Besides extreme pain, are there any other symptoms?”

“Other symptoms?” The disciple was stunned, “Afterward, the sect leader and elders came to look at them. Elder Lu immediately sent us to find you, so we don’t know.”

Meng Qi: “…”　She hastened her steps.

Qin Xiumo was obviously also tagging along. He walked calmly on Meng Qi’s right side, separating her from the Qingfeng Valley’s disciple. Qin Xiumo curled his lips mockingly. His eyes flashed in ridicule: “How about Fentian Palace’s disciples who were also injured by the vine?”

The disciple once again stupefied. He took a glance at Meng Qi before hesitantly answered: “They…they seem to be fine.”

Qin Xiumo chuckled pleasantly.

Although the disciple was angry, he also knew that he wasn’t Qin Xiumo’s opponent. Even their sect master couldn’t do anything to this man. The disciple could only swallow his dissatisfaction and kept walking sullenly.

“Are you really going to save them?” Qin Xiumo lazily glanced at the sullen disciple and said to Meng Qi: “Did you forget how they treated you before?”

“They didn’t trust you, doubted you, slandered you, and arrogantly provocate you.” He added: “Just let them rolling on the floor as they like.”

“You…” The disciple had just opened his mouth angrily when Qin Xiumo’s icy glare fell upon him. He was so scared and instantly shut his mouth, no longer dare to say even a single word. But there was a small voice in his heart, saying that this person wasn’t wrong. The disciple clearly remembered how they all treated Meng Qi not too long ago.

They indeed didn’t trust her and openly doubted her—especially Lan Zhuxuan, who was the most provocative and hostile.

“Junior sister Meng…” The disciple didn’t know what to say.

“Just keep walking. Talk later.” Meng Qi said indifferently.

They originally weren’t that far from Qingfeng Valley’s main gate. Walking quickly, the three soon arrived at the sect and immediately went to the great hall.

Even before entering the hall, Meng Qi could hear a loud wailing from inside. The voice was full of agony, and obviously was more than one person.

The voice was so terrifying. After all, Qingfeng Valley was still a medical cultivation sect. Besides learning medical cultivation, the disciples were also practicing standard cultivation. But such wails weren’t something that cultivators would make.

Meng Qi glanced at the disciple who brought them back. He quickly explained: “After returning, we were gathering in the hall to talk about the gains and losses of this mission. And…and whether to accept the invitation to join Fentian Palace or not.” The disciple paused. His voice became smaller and smaller: “Then, the fellow disciples who had been injured by the vine suddenly screamed and collapsed on the floor….afterward… it is as you see now.”

Meng Qi nodded. With Qin Xiumo following on her side, she entered the great hall.

There were at least fifty or sixty people inside the hall, including Qingfeng Valley’s sect leader, Lu Qingran, and other elders like Elder Lu and Elder Yan. Even Xun Yan was also present, having rushed over after hearing the news. He and other Fentian Palace people were standing in the corner, wanted to help but was helpless.

Chu Tianfeng was standing beside Xun Yan. Seeing Meng Qi coming in, his eyes lit up, and he quickly walked towards her.

“Junior sister Meng Qi is back!” Someone yelled, and the hall suddenly became quiet. Except for the disciples who were still rolling on the floor in agony, almost everyone turned to look at Meng Qi.

“Meng Qi.” Qingfeng Valley’s sect leader sighed in relief. She straightened her back and called anxiously: “Quickly come and take a look. It must be a relapse from the immortal devouring vine.”

Meng Qi frowned. Qingfeng Valley’s great hall was usually permeated with faint medicinal scent, but all she could smell now was a strong sweet fragrance. Meng Qi walked towards the wailing disciples. The closer she was, the stronger it became. In no time, the sweet aroma became so strong that it was sickening.

“Junior sister Meng Qi…” Lu Qingran’s eyes were red. She must have been cried just now. Her long eyelashes were wet with tears, and the tip of her pretty, small nose was also red, making her looked pitiful yet lovable. “They…they…” She tried to speak. Tears rolled down quickly like broken pearls.

“It’s all my fault.” Lu Qingran kept crying. “I harmed them! It’s me who is incompetent…. my skill isn’t good, but I still….woohoo…Master, it’s all my fault, I harmed them!”

“Qingran.” The sect leader sighed softly. “Of course it’s not your fault. Don’t cry.”

“Yes, junior sister Lu. You aren’t at fault. Don’t blame yourself.” One of the sect leader’s personal disciple also comforted Lu Qingran. “You only tried to save them. No one wants things to end up like this.”

“Yes, junior sister Lu, don’t cry. They…” Another disciple looked at the injured disciples. The pain was so unbearable, but now they no longer had any strength to wail and were lying helplessly on the ground. “…also won’t blame you.”

“But…” Lu Qingran’s eyes were full of crystal tears. “But…if it wasn’t for my mistake, they wouldn’t be like this now.”

“It’s not your fault, junior sister Lu.”

“Right, junior sister, don’t be sad. Junior sister Meng will save them.”

“Yes, Junior sister Meng must have a way.”

“Yes, yes, junior sister Meng will cure them.”

“Junior sister Meng Qi!” As if she suddenly found a hope, Lu Qingran reached to hold Meng Qi’s arm. “Please save them!”

Meng Qi raised her eyebrows and lowered her gaze at Lu Qingran’s hand on her arm. Then she looked up at the girl who was still crying pitifully.

A beauty in tears was indeed very useful to make people heartbroken.

The injured disciples were lying on the floor in pain, all because of Lu Qingran. They were clearly the ones who were suffering. Moreover, Meng Qi was also an innocent victim who got blamed unjustly. But at this moment, Qingfeng Valley’s disciples only comforted Lu Qingran.

Meng Qi tilted her head slightly. She suddenly understood why she was always so unlucky in her previous life.

“Junior sister Meng Qi, don’t delay. Hurry up and save them.” One Qingfeng Valley disciple urged.

“Yeah, you should hurry up. Where did you go before? We went looking everywhere in the sect but couldn’t find you.”.

Meng Qi raised her eyebrows and curled her lips slightly. She pulled back her arm from Lu Qingran’s grip and took a step back. “I can save them,” She threw a bamboo slip at Lu Qingran, “Five hundred eighth-grade spirit stones per person, and senior sister Lu must write me an IOU before I treat them.”

The great hall suddenly fell into silence. The disciples all stared at Meng Qi in disbelief. Even Qingfeng Valley sect leader and Elder Lu also looked at her in surprise.

Lu Qingran was especially so. Her eyes were full of shock. Five hundred eighth-grade spirit stones per person, so these people added up to…

Her gaze slowly moved towards the injured disciples on the floor. One, two, three… A total of seven people. That three ninth-grade and five hundred eight-grade spirit stones!

All Qingfeng Valley disciples present gasped in shock. Adding up all their asset, it wouldn’t even amount to the friction of that. But why was it so expensive? At the camp before, junior sister Meng Qi indeed said that she would charge payment to treat the disciples injured by the immortal devouring vine. But it shouldn’t be that much! Moreover, didn’t she only say about taking payment from the male disciples?

Ninth grade spirit stone! Not to mention Lu Qingran, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, even their sect leader wouldn’t be able to take out so many spirit stones.

Meng Qi didn’t care about their shock and squatted down next to the injured disciples. She took out a porcelain bottle from her new storage space and quickly stuffed two pills into their mouth. The pill has an analgesic effect. As soon as they swallowed it, the disciples who were groaning in pain slowly calmed down.

The hall finally became quieter. Lu Qingran held the bamboo slip Meng Qi threw at her and turned her head at her master, totally at a loss.

“Master…” After a long time, she called pitifully. Her tone was full of grievance and her eyes once again reddened.

“Meng Qi.” Qingfeng Valley sect leader finally came to her sense and coughed awkwardly.

“Yes.” Meng Qi stood up and replied politely.

“Junior sister Meng…” The sect leader’s personal disciples saw their master’s difficulty. One of them said to Meng Qin cautiously: “You must be kidding, right? Haha…hahaha…”

“No.” Meng Qi smiled faintly. “I’m not kidding.”

“Junior sister Meng.” The disciple glanced at the sect leader, then looked back at Meng Qi. The sect leader’s expression was awful. The disciple had to bite the bullet and continued to persuade Meng Qi: “Don’t take the previous matter into your heart. They…they weren’t intentional. They were injured, and their lives were in danger, so they were stressed out and—….but they didn’t deliberately suspect or targeting you.”

“I see.” Meng Qi nodded.

“We are all fellow disciples from the same sect…”

“Senior sister, you are wrong.” Still with her indifferent face, Meng Qi interrupted. “Elder Lu took us to help our fellow disciples who went out to exterminate the invading devils. So I went. Afterward, I saw some senior brothers and sisters were injured, and since I can save them, of course I’m willing. Because they are…” Her eyes swept across all the Qingfeng Valley disciples in the hall. “…my fellow disciples.”

“Senior sister Lan Zhuxuan didn’t trust me, I can understand. After all, as a junior sister, I have a lower cultivation base and started learning later than her. It is reasonable for senior sister to have a doubt.” Meng Qi kept talking with her usual calm and composed look. Although her figure was so thin and slender, no disciples dared to interrupt her words.

“Senior sister Lu blamed me for the sake of her master.” Meng Qi took a strand of hair on her cheek and pinned it behind her ear. “Other senior sisters and brothers stood on senior sister Lu’s side, accusing me of being a traitor to Qingfeng Valley, but it was your freedom to do so.”

“Junior sister Meng.” One disciple couldn’t hold it anymore and said, “You misunderstood! At that time, everyone was anxious, so their words might be too aggressive. You also know junior sister Lan’s temper. She always speaks straightly and never be careful with her words. Now that she is heavily injured, you should be more tolerant and not putting her temper into your heart.”

Meng Qi smiled lightly, “Senior sister Lan can have a temper, cannot I also have one?”