The quiet chamber fell silent, the air somewhat awkward.
Shang Qingmeng did not find it awkward. Whether Xiang Yuan and the other two believed it or not, the truth was the truth. She pressed her fingers together and controlled the Nine Absolute Sword Formation, restoring the grand formation Chang Xiuming had maliciously altered to its original state.
With a single sweep of her gaze, she saw that every powerful enemy who had invaded Sword Heart Studio had been slain, and Daoist Jiehai's three Blood God Child avatars were gone as well. Half-believing and half-doubting, she looked at Daoist Purple Duckweed, a trace of puzzlement in her eyes.
Just the likes of you?
Though Shang Qingmeng said nothing, the meaning was perfectly clear.
Daoist Purple Duckweed's mouth twitched. Eldest Senior Sister could insult someone without using a single curse, and her gaze was as wounding as ever. It lashed across Purple Duckweed's face, leaving it burning with pain. She took the initiative to explain, making clear that Xiang Yuan had contributed the most and that he had slain all three Blood God Child avatars.
"Weren't you injured?" Shang Qingmeng asked blandly, her blade-like gaze aimed straight at Xiang Yuan.
There was scrutiny in that look. She had clearly noticed something.
Facing this soul-searching interrogation, Xiang Yuan did not panic in the least. He cupped his hands and said earnestly, "Senior Purple Duckweed's medical arts are peerless. This junior was saved by her, and only after my cultivation advanced greatly did I manage such deeds. Senior Purple Duckweed generously saved this junior, her breadth of heart and bearing beyond measure. This junior aided Sword Heart Studio in returning a peach for a plum; every peck and every sip has its due. It truly answers the saying that those who uphold the Dao