"May I ask the reason?" I cautiously asked Beichen.
In Beichen's pitch-black eyes, there was a trace of complexity, "..."
I almost instantly understood the implicit message in his gaze,
"Is it related to my father?"
It is said that Yu Longting was killed by a mortal, and that mortal was my father.
He attacked Yu Longting at his weakest moment, causing the Purple Mysterious Heavenly Thunder to strike.
Otherwise, even a hundred of my father would not have been his match.
Beichen paused and nodded.
I remained silent for a while, then told Beichen, "I'll be careful."
The Ye Family belonged to the elite class, and Ye Jiqing's parents actually believed in metaphysics.
But they looked down on local Taoists from small places and took me and Beichen for swindlers.
Although they did not embarrass me and Beichen publicly, they constantly sent servants to knock on the door, inviting their beloved son to come out and negotiate.
To protect himself, Ye Jiqing was responsible for communicating and explaining.
He prevented them from popping out and disturbing me and Beichen.
Beichen and I agreed on our respective tasks in the guest room.
Because Xia Xi was merely distracted by a puppet, he could return at any moment to seek vengeance on Ye Jiqing, aiming for his life.
At any time, either Beichen or I had to be vigilant.
I spent over five hours making a Thunder Summoning Garment with the fabric provided by Ye Jiqing.
Beichen used this time to take a short rest.
"If Snake Lord sees you looking so worn out, he wouldn't hesitate to kill me," Beichen said gloomily, observing my complexion.
I yawned, handing the Thunder Summoning Garment to Beichen, "He's not here right now, no need to worry unnecessarily, just put it on."
Beichen did not hesitate and wore the purple Thunder Summoning Garment.
His skin was a healthy wheat color, and wearing purple clothing, he exuded an air of profundity.
"Let's go." Beichen took the Amethyst bracelet wrapped in a handkerchief and joined me to find Ye Jiqing.
Almost the instant the door was knocked, Ye Jiqing opened the bedroom door, "Are you done?"
"Done, Beichen is wearing it, has your fever gone down?" I casually inquired about his condition.
Ye Jiqing, looking somewhat dazed as if he hadn't woken up fully, spoke in a faint voice, "The private doctor came and gave me a fever-reducing injection, it's gone now."
"Alright, find us a place like a terrace," I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying to curb my fatigue.
Ye Jiqing led us to a spacious terrace on the second floor and said to me, "This should work, right?"
"It will, I need a few drops of your blood." I slashed his hand with a blade.
With his blood, I drew a demon-breaking formation on the ground, placing the Amethyst bracelet from Beichen's hand on it.
Crouching and then standing up can cause a bit of dizziness.
Ye Jiqing came over and supported me, "Wanwan, what's wrong? Are you alright?"
"Don't touch her! Otherwise, if Xia Xi doesn't kill you, I will," Beichen suddenly snatched me from Ye Jiqing's arms and placed me against the wall.
I leaned against the wall, shaking my head, "I'm fine, you'd better deal with that thing, it's almost midnight." Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs novel※fire.net
"So what if it's midnight, Ye Jiqing is the one who will die, what does it have to do with us?"
Beichen's tone was frosty to the extreme.
I pursed my lips and remained silent, as Beichen was loyal to Yu Longting; the brief contact when Ye Jiqing helped me had touched his Reverse Scale.
Not daring to offend him, Ye Jiqing explained, "Taoist Master Beichen, I was just worried about Wanwan, don't think too much about it."
Beichen coldly opened his mouth, "Stay in your place, understand?"
Ye Jiqing nodded frantically, "Understand, understand, I get it."
"Keep your distance, step back," Beichen commanded.
Ye Jiqing obeyed and stepped back, his expression uncertain, "You… are you about to summon… Heavenly Thunder?"