You're too naive.
Zhang Yu looked directly into Hu Qingxuan's bewildered and tearful eyes, and said, word by word, clearly and cruelly:
"If you lose the Primordial Yin the Azure Wood Sacred Body before they arrive, it will make the forces in Yuhua Prefecture feel insulted and provoked, thus causing them to do even crazier and more unpredictable things."
By then, your situation may be worse than it is now.
The person who obtained your Primordial Yin, and your sect Medical Immortal Valley, will surely suffer a furious revenge.
"Your current thinking is nothing but escapism, a sign of cowardice."
Zhang Yu's words struck Hu Qingxuan's chaotic mind like a heavy hammer.
Her delicate body trembled violently; the slight resolve that had just arisen from her desperate gamble was instantly shattered by this cruel analysis.
Could it be... could it be that even sacrificing myself wouldn't end this nightmare?
The stubbornness and determination in her eyes were gradually replaced by a deeper despair and bewilderment. Her face was as pale as paper, and she swayed precariously.
Looking at her like this, Zhang Yu sighed inwardly.
This girl has been protected too much after all.
He softened his tone, but remained serious:
"Now, put away those messy thoughts of yours."
Zhang Yu paused, his voice carrying a strange power:
"You are my Maidservant, and as your mistress, it is my responsibility to take responsibility for the trouble you cause."
Upon hearing this, Hu Qingxuan abruptly raised her head, and a faint but real light suddenly shone in her previously empty and bewildered beautiful eyes.
She stared blankly at Zhang Yu, seemingly unable to believe what she was hearing.
Zhang Yu's words were not words of comfort, but rather a plain statement.
The incident was indeed related to his forceful taking of Hu Qingxuan as Maidservant, so he naturally could not remain uninvolved.
Moreover, since that old fox Du Jun entrusted his granddaughter to him, he couldn't just stand by and watch Hu Qingxuan fall into the abyss.
Furthermore, as he said, Hu Qingxuan is nominally his Maidservant. Even when beating a dog, one must consider its owner, let alone harming someone who is his.
For both public and private reasons, and for both reason and emotion, he has no choice but to accept this storm.
Looking at Zhang Yu's calm yet resolute profile, Hu Qingxuan felt a surge of warmth wash over her, as if the icy despair in her heart had been infused with a gentle warmth.
Feelings of gratitude, guilt, and a strange, indescribable emotion quietly began to grow within me.
She regained some of her senses, no longer indulging in self-destructive extreme thoughts, and began to think calmly.
Zhang Yu... does he really have the ability to handle the storm to come?
The methods he just demonstrated were truly unbelievable.
The attack that annihilated Great Grandmaster Li Shan in the blink of an eye, a silent and deadly strike that directly pierced the Divine Soul, was simply unheard of.
This Heavenly Prison was transformed by Zhang Yu into one of the key components of the Imperial City's Grand Formation, with blurry projections of some key areas from the outside world automatically flowing across the walls.
Hu Qingxuan witnessed the brief but thrilling battle outside just now.
She witnessed Zhang Yu's ruthless decisiveness in strangling the arrogant Li Feitian, and even more so, she saw his unpredictable power in causing Great Grandmaster Li Shan to fall silently from a distance with a single tap.
Recalling that scene, Hu Qingxuan was deeply shaken.
This method has exceeded her understanding of the Grandmaster Realm, or even the Great Grandmaster realm.
Perhaps... Zhang Yu truly possesses a Trump Card to fight against someone at the Feathered Realm?
This thought stirred a ripple in her icy heart.
But then, a deeper worry welled up in my heart.
This time, they are facing someone who is probably not just a Feathered Realm.
In the Thirty-Six Domains of Yuhua Prefecture, which of the major powers doesn't have a powerful Old Monster backing it up?
There was even more than one.
If what Zhang Yu said is true, and those Princes and Holy Son have gathered together, the power behind them... Hu Qingxuan dared not think any further.
No matter how strong Zhang Yu is, can he fight against so many behemoths?
Just as Hu Qingxuan was feeling conflicted and uncertain, a sudden burst of noise came from the passageway, interrupting her thoughts.
Soon, led by Xiao Fenghua, the group hurriedly entered the core stone chamber.
Xiao Fenghua's face was filled with anxiety. Behind her, several royal guards carefully carried a stretcher, on which lay Prince Jing, his face ashen and his breath barely a whisper.
Several other injured people, also seriously wounded, followed nearby.
Also entering were Xiao Meier and the brothers Xiao Yun and Xiao Sheng, who had rushed over upon hearing the news.
As soon as they entered, their eyes were immediately drawn to the scene inside the stone chamber.
Hu Qingxuan stood gracefully not far from Zhang Yu. Although Zhang Yu had used his True Qi to straighten her clothes, the tugging caused by his earlier emotional outburst still made her clothes look somewhat disheveled.
Hu Qingxuan's hair was slightly disheveled, her eyes were red, and there were still tear stains on her face, making her look like she had just experienced a strong emotional upheaval.
"Yo,"
Xiao Meier's tone carried three parts teasing and seven parts barely perceptible sourness:
"I ask you, why did our Divine Ability- powerful Mr. Zhang seal off the Heavenly Prison before, forbidding outsiders from disturbing it?"
So that's where you were hiding, flirting and being affectionate with your little Maidservant?
Although she had long understood that Zhang Yu could never belong to her alone, seeing Zhang Yu in an ambiguous relationship with another stunning woman still made her feel a pang of jealousy and displeasure.
Upon hearing this, Xiao Fenghua simply glanced calmly at Hu Qingxuan, her expression showing little change.
She had already completely entrusted her heart and soul to Zhang Yu, and whatever Zhang Yu did, she believed it all made sense.
Zhang Yu and Hu Qingxuan were both a little embarrassed by Xiao Meier's teasing.
He coughed lightly, quickly masking his embarrassment, and said to Hu Qingxuan was still somewhat dazed beside him:
What are you spacing out for?
As Direct Disciple the Medical Immortal Valley, your Medical Skill should be quite good.
Don't just stand there, come and help rescue them.
His tone carried an unquestionable command, which pulled Hu Qingxuan out of her embarrassment and self-pity.
Hu Qingxuan was slightly taken aback, but forcibly suppressed the chaotic thoughts in her mind and nodded.
"OK."
She responded softly, her voice low but carrying a hint of deference unlike her usual demeanor.
She walked quickly to Prince Jing's stretcher, extended her slender fingers, and gently placed them on Prince Jing's cold wrist.
A wisp of pure, gentle, and vibrant Qing Mu Spiritual Qi slowly flowed into his body, beginning to examine his injuries.
The professional competence of the successors of the Medical Immortal Valley was on full display at this moment.
However, after only a moment, her delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly, and her expression became extremely serious.
Prince Jing's injuries were far more serious than they appeared.
Li Shan's finger not only pierced through his chest, but the violent Crimson Blood True Essence also invaded his meridians and internal organs, wreaking havoc.
If Prince Jing hadn't Cultivation, he would likely have perished long ago.
Hu Qingxuan then checked the injuries of the other seriously injured retainers, and their conditions were equally dire.
"How is it?" Zhang Yu had a premonition when he saw Hu Qingxuan's unpleasant expression.
Hu Qingxuan withdrew her hand, her voice a little dry:
"The injuries were too severe, especially Your Highness of Prince Jing."
My Qing Mu Spiritual Qi can only temporarily keep him alive; it cannot cure him completely.
Her words turned Xiao Fenghua's face instantly pale. She tightly gripped her father's cold hand, tears glistening in her beautiful eyes.
"So, you can't do anything about it either?"
Zhang Yu confirmed.
Hu Qingxuan bit her lower lip, somewhat unwilling, but still nodded:
"Unless my Master intervenes, or we possess a sacred medicine like the sect's secret 'Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Pill,' otherwise... I apologize for Qingxuan's lack of Medical Skill."
She also felt a pang of self-reproach; if she hadn't caused this trouble, Prince Jing and the others wouldn't be in this predicament.
"Understood, Prince Jing, leave it to me."
Zhang Yu waved his hand, his tone calm and revealing little emotion.
Next, Zhang Yu and Hu Qingxuan worked together and spent a lot of time stabilizing the injuries of the group.
Xiao Fenghua burst into tears of joy, tightly grasping her father's hand, her gaze towards Zhang Yu filled with unparalleled gratitude and admiration.
"Alright, their lives are no longer in danger. Now they just need to recuperate properly."
Zhang Yu withdrew his hand and said calmly.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Zhang, for saving my life."
The Xiao Family members all bowed deeply, moved to tears, and addressed Zhang Yu as "Mr."
Zhang Yu waved his hand dismissively and began to shoo people away. "Alright, you can leave now."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Meier slightly pursed her red lips, somewhat unwilling.
Her gaze swept over Hu Qingxuan, who was standing quietly beside Zhang Yu, and that bit of sourness and displeasure welled up in her heart again.
That vixen, she was like that just now, and now she's pretending to be innocent.
She snorted coldly and glared at Hu Qingxuan with a hint of hostility.
Xiao Fenghua also glanced at Hu Qingxuan with resentment.
At this moment, someone else arrived at the capital of Wei.