Chapter 579
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At that moment, Qing Muyuan, Chi Yuan, and Ye Yunzhe all sensed it as well.
Inside the grand hall, Ye Wushuang had awakened!
Yun Xingjian and Ye Yunzhe almost entered the hall at the same time.
Chi Yuan had intended to go in as well, but after a moment’s thought, considering his massive form, and gazing at the Qingyun Academy under the moonlight, he decided to sit obediently cross-legged on the roof of the hall.
“Strange…”
Qing Muyuan’s eyebrows also twitched in curiosity.
Inside the room, Ye Wushuang opened her eyes and looked around, her head feeling dizzy and heavy.
Yun Xingjian and Ye Yunzhe entered simultaneously.
“Wushuang…”
Ye Yunzhe looked at Ye Wushuang and let out a sigh of relief.
“How are you feeling now?”
“I’m fine.”
Ye Wushuang shook her head and said, “It’s just that there was a problem with my cultivation.”
Ye Yunzhe’s face showed a look of reproach.
Saying she was fine?
She had almost lost her life!
Yun Xingjian then said with a smile, “As long as you’re fine, that’s all that matters. I’ll take my leave now!”
With that, Yun Xingjian tactfully exited the room.
He knew that there were many secrets between Ye Yunzhe and Ye Wushuang, and he naturally wouldn’t stay and intrude.
“Big brother… what exactly happened?” Ye Yunzhe couldn’t help but worry.
“I’m really fine…”
Ye Wushuang smiled bitterly and said, “I know what the problem is, but there’s no way to solve it for now. Don’t worry, it won’t take my life.”
“But…”
“Enough.” Ye Wushuang looked at Ye Yunzhe and said, “Why did you come here? What about the mansion?”
Ye Yunzhe hurriedly replied, “Wang Pengyuan and Xu Wenyuan are there. If there’s any movement, I’ll know immediately. I just couldn’t bear to leave you…”
Ye Wushuang pondered for a moment, then said, “I know what’s going on. Don’t worry, there won’t be any problems now.”
“You should go back first…”
Ye Yunzhe also knew that Ye Wushuang was concerned about the safety of the mansion and didn’t insist on staying.
“By the way…” Looking at Ye Yunzhe as he left, Ye Wushuang suddenly smiled and said, “I want to participate in the Hundred Nations Martial Contest, but I’m worried about home, so… you help me stage a play.”
Stage a play?
Ye Yunzhe was taken aback.
…
The night passed without incident, and the next morning, the entire Qingyun Academy was in an uproar.
“Did you hear? Last night, it’s said that Ye Wushuang’s body seemed like it was about to explode…”
“It’s more than that. I heard from a friend at the Qingyun Spirit Pill Pavilion that even Master Nie couldn’t cure her…”
“Does that mean she has some incurable disease?”
“I don’t think so. It seems more like… she was severely injured during the fight with Liu Yiyu and others yesterday, and the injuries only flared up at night.”
“It looks like Ye Wushuang is going to die now!”
For a while, the entire Qingyun Academy was abuzz with discussions.
Among the peaks where the disciples of the Heavenly Court resided, the courtyard gate at the top of the peak where Ye Wushuang lived burst open with a loud bang, and a figure rushed in hurriedly.
“Ye Wushuang? Ye Wushuang!”
An anxious voice rang out.
Xiao Yuan, Qing Chengtian, and Wang Xueqi all looked at the graceful figure that had appeared.
“Where is Ye Wushuang?”
Qing Shiyu, who had suddenly arrived, looked at the three people in the courtyard with an anxious expression on her face.
“I’m right here!”
A leisurely voice echoed.
In a corner of the courtyard, a rattan chair was placed there, and Ye Wushuang was lying on it, basking in the sun.
However, her face looked somewhat pale, and she seemed listless, like a man with a serious illness.
“Ye Wushuang…”
Qing Shiyu came to Ye Wushuang’s side, staring at her with wide eyes, her eyes turning red as she said, “Are you going to die?”
Ye Wushuang was taken aback.
“Who told you that?”
“Everyone outside is saying it. Some say you have an incurable disease, and others say you were injured by Liu Yiyu and Liu Huan’s weapons and won’t survive…”
Ye Wushuang was stunned again.
What on earth was going on?
“Are you really going to die?”
Qing Shiyu’s face was filled with sorrow.
