HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]

HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]
88 - Strategy (1)

Inside the room where Zhang Zifan was being treated, were Yan Tianhen and his three companions. Inside the room was also Liu Wei Lin and the Peak Elder Jiang, Liu Lang. Besides them, Elder Meng Hao Niang was also seen.


Despite being the best alchemist and highly respected in this Cloud Sea Sect, in fact Elder Meng Hao Niang was completely unwilling to help treat Zhang Zifan. Even though he was persuaded by Elder Liu Lang once.


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Zhang Zifan continued to endure the pain in his left hand. His fingers had already been straightened back due to the help of Elder Liu Lang, but his pain was still very much felt.


Inside the blackish-blue skin that was clumping with a lot of blood, his skin seemed to swell up next to his completely broken bones. If Zhang Zifan's injured hand was his right, then he would never be able to swing the sword again.


Liu Lang felt sorry for his disciple, he saw the tensed veins on Zhang Zifan's forehead. He also turned to Meng Hao Niang who was sitting leaning back while drinking wine in his lab jug.


Liu Lang said, "Chairman Meng? Wouldn't you stretch out your hand to help her? He's your student, too,"


Meng Hao Niang wiggled his lab jug before saying, "I never raised a disciple. There's no way he's my student,"


"Chairman Meng, Zhang Zifan studied in the Cloud Sea Sect. Sect where you live. Why can you say that?" Liu Lang did not get out of thought with the words of Meng Hao Niang who was this Jin Cheng Peak Elder.


"Hmph, one sect doesn't mean we're student-teachers. I just didn't treat the servant who was his opponent, so why did you ask me to treat your disciple...?"


Yan Tianhen, Liu Wei Lin and the three Cloud Sea Sect disciples who were inside the room could only stare at the white-clothed woman with such disheveled hair. They seemed to be inexhaustible how could this uncaring figure like Meng Hao Niang be one of the Sacred Peak Elders in their sect.


"Let him feel pain..." Meng Hao Niang drank some wine in his lab jug before returning to say, "That's a punishment because of him .... Already oppressing the weak servant,"


Zhang Zifan held back a groan and then turned his gaze to Meng Hao Niang. Urat was still stiffening on her forehead and even sweat appeared to be pouring down her neck.


Zhang Zifan's voice gasped, "Weak? He-Servants are not weak at all! He can even dodge all of my attacks! He's not weak. He's a sneaky guy!"


"Only a servant seems to be able to win against you until you say he is cunning?" Meng Hao Niang made a flat voice, he hiccupped before saying. "The reason you lost to that servant is because he put all his strength against you, while you restrained your strength."


Meng Hao Niang gave a cold look even with the expression of a person who was already heavily drunk. "You should never have made that fatal mistake,"


Zhang Zifan gasped, yet could not reply to Meng Hao Niang's words. He could only focus on holding back the pain on his left hand.


Yan Tianhen looked at Meng Hao Niang and said, "Where might Brother Zhang be exerting his full strength, that servant could die."


Meng Hao Niang snorted, "Naif. If that servant dies at your friend's hand, then that is his destiny. Is it not the rule of the world that those who stand at the top of power are those who have power? Weak people have only one destiny .... Trampled."


Liu Wei Lin opened his red fan and exhaled. "What Elder Meng said was true, but I guess Brother Zhang's actions that restrained his strength were also not wrong. If he uses his strongest technique, then what happens is that he will be branded as an oppressor. His reputation could deteriorate. It does not rule out the possibility of the other brothers will be furious. It's certainly much worse,"


"But now look at what your brother got because of his choice," Meng Hao Niang mocked, "I'm sure you didn't expect Zhang Zifan to end this miserable, either,"


Liu Wei Lin gasped, he was just about to speak when suddenly the sound of knocking on the door sounded. Those in the room spontaneously set their sights on a single point.


"Young Master Zhang, it's me. Mo Huai's. Can I come in?"


Liu Wei Lin replied, "Come in."


Elder Liu Lang looked at the figure of the young man who was walking nervously towards him. He certainly recognized this disciple who had just learned from him directly.


Mo Huai actually did not expect that the room where Zhang Zifan was being cared for was full of people.


He was already very nervous with the presence of Yan Tianhen and also Liu Wei Lin. And now that feeling grew even more when he knew that there were two Elders of Sacred Peak Mountain also present in this room.


Mo Huai put his hands together and paid his respects to the people who were inside the room. He said, "I-I'm here .... To try to check on Young Master Zhang's condition,"


Yan Tianhen's forehead shriveled, he snorted. "Huh, you? You're gonna what? You can treat Zhang Zifan with your low-key practices?"


"Go, do you think we'll believe in a servant like you?" the other disciple added and made Mo Huai bow.


Elder Liu Lang rebuked them, "What did you guys say? Mo Huai was a talented person. Don't you guys understand?"


Yan Tianhen, "I'm sorry Shizun. But I know this guy. He was the servant who had always been with Xiao Shuxiang, it was impossible if they were not friends. I'm just worried that he's coming and it's only adding to my brother's pain,"


Elder Meng Hao Niang downed the wine back on his lab jug before watching Mo Huai intently. The practice of the young man before him was indeed very low namely being at the Forging Qi Level 2.


Elder Meng Hao Niang said, "Honest if it is in this place. You will be considered trash and a burden of the sect. Your age is no longer a child, but your practice has never improved. Saying you trash is still too good for you, too,"


Mo Huai felt a throbbing pain in his heart, but he did not say anything. He just bowed deeper and could not afford to look at Meng Hao Niang let alone try to defend himself. The words of that Peak Elder Jin Cheng were not at all wrong.


"But..." Elder Meng Hao Niang again added, "The reason you were appointed a disciple and mentored by Elder Jiang is because you have an unexpected talent. I want to see for myself what it's worth to be called an alchemist disciple or not,"


Unknowingly Mo Huai looked up and looked towards Elder Meng Hao Niang. He was stunned and seemed to pay close attention to the disheveled haired woman.


Elder Meng Hao Niang gestured for Mo Huai to check on Zhang Zifan's condition now. It was just that the look on his face remained unchanged, looking completely uninterested in anything.


"..........."


Liu Lang, Yan Tianhen, Liu Wei Lin and the others could only remain silent as they focused on watching how Mo Huai examined Zhang Zihan's condition. They saw the young man sitting on the side of the bed and checked the pulse on Zhang Zifan's wrist.


Mo Huai himself was very nervous, but he did well. Previously he had indeed learned how to check one's pulse from Xiao Shuxiang. Although the teaching was done in lightning, in fact he could practice it perfectly.


Mo Huai then checked the condition of Zhang Zifan's left hand that was so severe. Anyone knew it must have hurt. It was not even impossible to call Zhang Zifan disabled because of the condition of his hand.


Mo Huai exhaled softly, he took the wooden glass that was on the table and filled it with water.


Everyone watched as Mo Huai took out a small jade bottle from his sleeves and took out a milky white pill. They also saw the young man pull out a dagger.


Mo Huai shriveled the pill by half and filled it into a glass. The water that originally looked white-clear gradually turbid.


Mo Huai kept back half of his milky white pill. He was breathing slowly, "I gave half of the Dragon Breath Pill. I hope even if it's only half, the effect won't change."


Mo Huai gave the glass filled with water to Zhang Zifan, he said slowly. "Please drink this,"


".........." Zhang Zifan was still pale in face due to the pain he was enduring. He looked at Mo Huai and was as if in doubt at the young man.


"Please trust me," Mo Huai persuaded.


Zhang Zifan looked at Liu Lang who seemed to be nodding as if beckoning at him. He looked back at Mo Huai and said coldly, "You better not be playing me, either,"


Mo Huai held his breath, yet he nodded slowly. He saw when Zhang Zifan started drinking water in his wooden glass.


The water that Zhang Zifan drank had a taste like fresh water in general, but was more refreshing. He could feel his throat cold and continue down to his chest. Zhang Zifan seemed to be able to feel the water flowing in his internal organs. This was the first time he had been so satisfied with drinking water.


It didn't take long for Zhang Zifan to feel the other effects. The young man gasped and looked at his injured left hand. The blackish-blue look on the skin of his hands slowly faded. The pain that Zhang Zifan felt had disappeared.


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Yan Tianhen, Liu Wei Lin and the others were shocked to witness the incident. Elder Liu Lang had not even blinked because of it. They saw Zhang Zifan start to slowly move the fingers of his left hand.


"It-it ...." Zhang Zifan strongly did not believe the severe injury to his left hand healed in just under a minute.


Earlier, Elder Liu Lang who examined himself said that the bones on his fingers were no longer able to be healed. The cracks on his bones were too severe and despite his high cultivation practice, he was unable to heal wounds this severe.


In the Upper Cultivation Realm, living cultivators were still humans. They can be seriously injured or even die. They did not have great body regeneration like Demonic Beasts and Demons.


That day, Mo Huai had made a big surprise and started to attract the attention of Elder Meng Hao Niang. The foreign pill he had used to treat Zhang Zifan had changed the views of Yan Tianhen, Liu Wei Lin and their fellow disciples on him.


On the other hand, Xiao Shuxiang who had changed clothes appeared to be lying down in style. The dazzling young man seemed to be smiling and like he had predicted what would happen to Mo Huai.


"In addition to helping the child learn and develop his talent, he can also be my eyes and ears to find out about the information of the Sun Killer Book in this sect. The face with his standard good looks and his timid personality .... It won't raise suspicion."


Xiao Shuxiang's smile grew even more. He exhaled, "Haaah.... Why am I so amazing? This cunning is too fascinating. I really need to give myself a compliment. Haaah... Xiao Shuxiang's. Now you know what? This is the point of having friends. You're amazing."


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