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After a while, Junior Sister Xiao Jiu woke up, she looked weakly around and asked, "Am I... still alive?"
A voice came from beside her, "You are alive."
Junior Sister Xiao Jiu turned her head to see a man’s face...
"Bai... Brother Bai?"
"Yeah."
"You... saved me again. Thank you..." Junior Sister Xiao Jiu murmured, "I thought I was already dead."
Song Yan said, "So eager to die?"
"Not really," Junior Sister Xiao Jiu replied, "Just so many brothers and sisters died, I thought I should die too."
Song Yan approached, reached out, and flicked her forehead with his finger, saying, "What kind of talk is that?"
Junior Sister Xiao Jiu didn’t hear what he said, only that sudden flick on her forehead shocked her into silence. She closed her eyes and said, "Brother Bai, I don’t like people being so frivolous.
Also... I hate you.
You are a murderer. You killed Sister Tang Yu, Brother Yun Ying, Brother Zi Heng...."
She reported each name.
These names were of the cultivators who died due to Bai Xiuhu’s cowardice.
She seemed delirious, unable to comprehend the situation in front of her, stubbornly repeating these names that might have long been forgotten, as if expecting Brother Bai to quickly tell her to get out.
Song Yan found it all the more interesting after she finished speaking.
All of her behavior was entirely opposite to him.
Everything she would do, he wouldn’t do any of it.
So no matter how fiercely she spoke, he wasn’t angry, because all her thoughts were so clear, so pure, very comfortable to hear.
He didn’t need to guess, didn’t need to probe, didn’t need to set traps, everything was so obvious and direct.
Thus, he waited for Junior Sister Xiao Jiu to finish speaking and glanced at the bedhead, saying, "Washing Evil Soup, drink the one on the left, apply the one on the outside to the wound.
The Evil Qi can’t be cleaned off in one go, it needs to be repeated."
After instructing, Song Yan walked out.
Junior Sister Xiao Jiu asked, "Where are you going?"
"Library Pavilion," Song Yan responded nonchalantly, then said, "Help me watch this bamboo house, if any brothers come later, ask them to sit down and wait for me to return."
"I..."
Junior Sister Xiao Jiu stammered.
Song Yan had already exited the door.
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"Mas... Master, after I... after I die, Sun Su... Steward Sun should succeed me.
He’s a rule-abiding person, as long as you show the token, he’ll allow you to borrow those two magical books."
In Song Yan’s Divine Sense, Elder Sun’s ghost was kneeling, looking both fearful and subservient as he explained.
"Are there many like you, who seek peace?"
"Master, not many, there aren’t many in the entire Sword Sect with open minds, it was just back then the Sect Leader wanted the sect to have two factions, so he deliberately gave me some status and power. Just to provide Sword Sect with another route in case of a formidable enemy."
Song Yan nodded secretly.
Since even someone like Elder Sun counted as the leader of the peace faction, it made things easier for him.
At the Library Pavilion, many cultivators had already gathered around, discussing and chattering.
After a while, a stern-faced cultivator stepped forward and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, today Elder Sun is temporarily occupied, so the Library Pavilion will temporarily be under my supervision. If you wish to borrow magical texts, follow the usual rules and enter."
Song Yan entered the pavilion with the disciples ahead, taking "Sleeve Universe" and "Kan Water Escape" just as he did yesterday.
Indeed, this cultivator didn’t ask anything, saw his token, and directly unlocked "Kan Water Escape," then said, "Nephew Xiuhu, go read in the designated area, these two techniques are very valuable, copying or taking them out is prohibited."
Song Yan nodded, thanked him, and went aside with the cultivation technique.