Chapter 91
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Her jade-like fingers rest on his wrist that's full of scars.
After taking the pulse, Mu Yan frowns slightly.
Sure enough, Yan Haotian's injury is far from as simple as it looks on the surface.
In her previous life, as Gong Qianxue's confidant, Yan Haotian's cultivation eventually reached the peak of Heaven Stage.
But it was forcibly treated with draughts and Elixirs that had extremely great side effects.
Therefore, after reaching the peak of Heaven Stage, it was difficult for Yan Haotian to advance even an inch. Moreover, he passed away after a serious injury at a young age.
Even at the time of his death, he didn't know that the enemies who exterminated his family were Gong Qianxue and Yan Lie.
Mu Yan withdraws her hand and says: "Sit cross-legged on the ground. In a moment, no matter what I do, don't resist."
Yan Haotian sits cross-legged on the ground as instructed.
The Tian Mo Qin has appeared in Mu Yan's hands at some point.
She closes her eyes and quickly mobilizes the Internal Force within her body.
Xiao Bao stands up, his small face taut as he stands guard by her side.
As her plain white fingers slowly move on the dark gray strings, a sweet and pleasant music flows out from the gaps between her fingers.
Yan Haotian's originally cold and stern expression slowly softens when he hears this music.
His brows relax, and his scarred face reveals a gentle and sweet expression, as if he's thinking of a good memory.
Mu Yan sighs softly in her heart, but her hands don't stop moving.
The sound of the qin slowly changes, from the original touching and moving, it slowly turns into a sobbing, heart-wrenching pain.
Yan Haotian's expression gradually turns from gentle to pained and struggling.
Bean-sized beads of sweat roll down his forehead.
His tall and sturdy body trembles uncontrollably.
In his Qi Sea, the Mysterious Energy slowly pulsates along with the music, and begins to circulate in his internal organs and meridians.
Wherever the profound energy went, it didn't bring about the usual comfort of warmth, but a pain that felt as if his flesh and blood were being torn apart.
Yan Haotian tightly clenches his teeth, blood slowly spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his clothes are completely soaked in sweat.
But he doesn't even let out a groan, let alone move, or circulate his Mysterious Energy to resist.
Just because this is Mu Yan's order.
When the profound qi that was stimulated by the sound of the zither flowed through every inch of his meridians, the mournful and desolate music suddenly changed, turning into a stern and fierce agitation.
An even more intense pain erupted from Yan Haotian's flesh and bones.
He finally couldn't bear it any longer, and opened his mouth to let out a beast-like wail of pain.
Fine beads of blood mixed with viscous black liquid seeped out from the surface of his skin.
At this moment, Yan Haotian looked a hundred times more miserable than he had been in the Beast Fighting Colosseum.
Black and red tears of blood flowed from his seven orifices. The new clothes he had just changed into were completely dyed red with black blood.
But the sound of Muyan's zither did not stop or soften in the slightest.
The sound of the zither continued for an entire hour before it slowly stopped.
Mu Yan retracted her somewhat numb fingers and said softly: "Go back and take a bath first, then change your clothes, and then come see me."
Yan Haotian struggled to get up from the ground. He looked like he had just been fished out of a swamp of black blood. He was filthy and smelly.
His body was so weak that he couldn't even stand properly. He almost fell down the moment he got up.
But he still respectfully saluted, and then staggered out.
As soon as Yan Haotian left, Xiao Bao immediately pounced over and hugged Mu Yan tightly.
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