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Although Li Muyang didn’t understand what was so funny about that sentence.

But no matter what, his little sister’s symptoms had improved a lot, at least the pain was not as intense.

Seeing her condition stabilize, Li Muyang took the water bucket and went out to continue irrigating the spiritual fields.

He needed to think alone about what to do next.

But before long, Ning Wan’er came to visit.

After learning about Li Yuechan’s situation, she seemed to have something to say.

But in the end, the girl said nothing.

Miss Ning from the Ning household chatted with Li Yuechan for a while and then left.

However, it was Guan Xiaoshun who arrived at the thatched cottage at dusk, bringing three eighty-year Zhu fruits.

"That... Li Brother, please accept these three Zhu fruits."

Guan Xiaoshun said while scratching his head, "The money I had saved up, I spent it all at Yunxiao City’s alchemy furnace customizing a flying sword. I went there today to ask for a refund, but they refused, and now these fruits are all I have left, I’m sorry."

This sincere-eyed young man from a town even more remote than Jiuyuan City was earnest.

Given their relationship, for him to do so much was completely beyond Li Muyang’s expectations.

Seeing the three Zhu fruits before him, Li Muyang suddenly felt at a loss for what to do.

"Xiaoshun..."

Was this kid for real? So warmhearted?

Li Muyang was a bit stunned.

Although they had been neighbors, their relationship wasn’t that deep, but when trouble arose, this kid actually brought over three Zhu fruits.

For the emotionally detached Outer Sect, this was indeed an enormous favor.

But although Guan Xiaoshun was simple and kind, he wasn’t a pushover.

In the past, when other familiar Outer Sect Disciples had troubles, he was never seen to be this concerned.

Li Muyang was puzzled, while Guan Xiaoshun scratched his head awkwardly.

"That... Li Brother, you are different from them."

"Those people, always thinking I’m young, from the countryside with no experience, trying to con me out of my money or trick me."

"But Li Brother, you never covet my money and have never looked down on me; you’re my friend, completely different."

"I can see that, Li Brother, you’re nothing like those people. That’s why I’m willing to help you and be good to you because I know you would do the same for me."

Guan Xiaoshun’s words left Li Muyang somewhat silent.

He was silent for a long time before he finally sighed, patting the young man’s shoulder.

"Okay, thank you very much."

Saying too much at such a moment would have seemed vulgar; Li Muyang simply expressed his thanks and took Guan Xiaoshun’s kindness to heart.

As Guan Xiaoshun was leaving, he shared some news with Li Muyang.

"Oh, Li Brother, I heard that Senior Sister Qin Haie had an accident!"

Looking around to make sure no one was nearby, Guan Xiaoshun said mysteriously, "When I was in the city, I overheard two Inner Sect Disciples talking about Senior Sister Qin Haie. She must have offended some demon cultivator; last night she almost died in her dreams."

"They said a terrifying monster chased her in her dream, scaring Senior Sister Qin so much that she cried and screamed, her body kept getting wounded, but she couldn’t wake up. If it weren’t for Elder Qi’s timely intervention, Senior Sister Qin Haie might have died last night."

"Even so, Senior Sister Qin suffered heavy injuries..."

Guan Xiaoshun shared this newly acquired piece of information with Li Muyang.

The simple young man said this while quietly lamenting, "It’s a pity that the demon cultivator didn’t kill Senior Sister Qin directly... Why couldn’t he have killed her..."

Guan Xiaoshun was truly regretful.

Li Muyang, hearing the news, also smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, Senior Sister Qin is pretty tough."

Indeed, as a Core Formation expert, she’s tough to kill.

But if Elder Qi managed to save her last night, what about tonight? And the night after, and beyond?

The flesh-bone puppet will still visit her every night…

Li Muyang, with a smile brimming on his face, bade farewell to Guan Xiaoshun and then his smile faded.

He returned to his room and refined the three vermillion fruits Guan Xiaoshun had brought into a medicinal liquid, which he fed to the drowsy Li Yuechan lying on the bed.

Then he went to the old tree behind the house and dug out an eerie, unsettling puppet.

By now, the character on the puppet’s back had been burnt off.

However, Li Muyang prepared a new piece of paper, a palm-sized sheet filled in detail with Qin Haie’s personal information.

Calmly, he affixed this piece of paper to the back of the flesh-bone puppet and once more buried the uncanny puppet in the ground, briefly covering it with earth.

This prop from the system turned out to be even more powerful than imagined.

A Core Formation demon cultivator couldn’t resist it—so even if Elder Qi took action, forcibly pulling Qin Haie from her sleep, it was just a piece of paper that burned.

The flesh-bone puppet was unscathed and could visit again tonight.

After burying the soil, Li Muyang stood up and looked towards the distant mountain peaks.

That direction led to the Inner Sect, where Senior Sister Qin Haie resided.

Although, as an Outer Sect menial disciple, he couldn’t see the current state of the Inner Sect.

But the residences of Elder Qi and her direct disciples must be bustling now, right?

"Keep struggling to survive, Senior Sister Qin," Li Muyang said indifferently in a low voice, turning to leave.

You’re so powerful, your master is too—I hope she can protect you for a few more days.

So you can suffer a little more in your nightmares.

Li Muyang’s expression remained indifferent, not a trace of guilt or unease.

Even if Inner Sect members were to investigate him, they wouldn’t find anything unusual about this ordinary Outer Sect disciple.

Not to mention, the Inner Sect’s high-and-mighty demon cultivators would hardly bother checking a trash heap like the Outer Sect.

Who would guess that a direct disciple of the esteemed Demon Sect was being assassinated by an insignificant servant from the Outer Sect?

Probably everyone is suspecting that mysterious person in Yunxiao City, or perhaps other direct disciples within the Sect... After all, in an organization like the Refinement Demon Sect, it’s quite common for direct disciples to scheme and curse-kill each other.

Li Muyang was not the least bit concerned about being discovered.

But very soon, something even more outrageous than the Inner Sect sending someone to investigate him occurred.

"Uh... Miss Ning, are you serious?"

Having just applied rainwaters to the spiritual fields, Li Muyang faced Ning Wan’er who had once again shown up at his doorstep. His cool composure faltered.

He looked at the green-tea woman before him, and at the pile of spiritual medicines she had brought, suspecting he was still not fully awake.

"Where did you get so many spiritual medicines from?" asked Li Muyang, his expression one of shock.

This woman wouldn’t scam him out of his money, and now she’s even bringing money to his door... Had the sun risen from the west?

Seeing Li Muyang’s stunned expression, Ning Wan’er blushed.

Yet she tried to maintain her composure and said, "These are the spiritual medicines I’ve brought from home, accumulated over several years, plus these might just save Yu Chan."

After speaking, the girl glanced with distress at the pile of spiritual medicines, continuously reassuring herself.

Since it was his money that bought them, she was now merely returning it to him; no need to feel distressed, no need to fret…

Hypnotizing herself, the girl’s smile was anything but strained.

She was on the verge of tears.

Wuu... all these painstakingly accumulated over three years! At least half of it was my own money, why should I give it all to Li Muyang!

Ning Wan’er, have you lost your mind!

Wuuuuu…