Ye Fan demanded indignantly, "Could this be another one of Qingxiu Chan Sect's tricks to make things difficult for people?"
"If it was incurable from the start, then so be it. Why put us through all this trouble?"
"First you set some Zen Examination, then you arranged some Zen Meditation—clearly, you never intended to sincerely treat her!"
Hearing this, Pu Xin could not help but fly into a rage. She pointed at Ye Fan's brow and warned, "If you continue slandering the reputation of our sect and Master Hengyi Chan, I will not spare you!"
Ye Fan gave a cold snort. Faced with Pu Xin's finger, backed by strength nearing the Heaven Soul Realm Late Stage, he had no power to evade. Yet his hand hidden within his sleeve had already gripped several silver needles. If Pu Xin had truly harbored killing intent just now, then though he might have faced nine deaths and one life, at such close range, she would certainly not have escaped unscathed either.
Lu Feng was supporting Leng Huaping, his thoughts entirely occupied by Ruo Shui's words. Pu Xin had acted too swiftly just now; though he had reacted, he had not had time to stop her.
Seeing that Pu Xin had no killing intent, Lu Feng quietly let out a breath of relief and pressed Ruo Shui further. "Since she cannot be saved, why did it take so long?"
Ruo Shui replied, "Master Hengyi Chan first examined Miss Leng's condition. Afterward, she tried several times, but could not fully calm the injury deep within her soul, nor could she awaken her from her dormant state. In the end, she could only ensure that the injury to her soul would not worsen further."
Lu Feng's heart turned to ashes at those words, and his face