Scripture of Salvation

"Daoist Master, please save my younger sister."

The moment Du Ping'an entered the Taoist temple, he kowtowed to Chen Luo. The two guards beside him did the same. Both were adopted sons raised by the Du Family, and they had grown up alongside Du Ping'an. Their interests and lives had long since been bound together.

"Get up first. Then speak."

Inside the temple, the puppet, who had been interpreting fortune sticks for someone, lightly raised a hand.

A wisp of force appeared beneath them and forcibly lifted them to their feet.

Such profound internal force!

An Innate Realm master!!

The two adopted sons of the Du Family stared at Chen Luo with faces full of shock.

Both of them had practiced martial arts since childhood. More than anyone else, they understood the difficulty of that move just now. In their understanding, only Innate Realm masters possessed such strength.

"This is my younger sister, Xiao Die."

Du Ping'an explained the entire sequence of events as quickly as he could. The siblings had been ambushed in Caikou Alley that morning. The three of them had fought desperately and barely managed to drive off their enemies. Yet Xiao Die had accidentally fallen victim to poison. Even the city's physicians had been unable to treat her. After hearing what had happened, Chen Luo instinctively wanted to refuse. But just as the words reached his lips, a voice suddenly sounded by his ear. He immediately changed his mind and said to Du Ping'an,

"Lay her down over here first."

Chen Luo stepped forward and reached out to take the woman's pulse. The people beside him all held their breath, and not one of them dared to speak. Even the noblewomen who had been having their fortune sticks interpreted moved aside. They all knew Du Ping'an