2013: Soul-Gathering Bell

Soul-Gathering Bell

She could rest, or she could not rest… It was the same either way.1

She actually wasn't tired at all, so it didn't matter to her whether she rested.

Zhou Danjin had brought the students back to Anping Inn to rest, planning to also eat lunch together.

However, after returning to the inn, Mo Lian pulled Qiao Mu back to their rooms to sleep.

Qiao Mu expressed that she was not the least bit sleepy right now. Even though it had been noisy all last night, she had been able to nap intermittently while leaning against Mo Lian.

"Hubby is sleepy!" Mo Lian held her petite hand and stomped up the stairs.

They ditched the group who were impatient to be fed. The latter gritted their teeth as they watched them go.

"Waiter! Serve a bit of whatever you have to eat!" After exasperatedly watching the young couple leave, Qi Xuanxuan could only shift to calling the inn's waiter.

—-My Qiao's section break—-

Forty-five thousand kilometers away from the Divine Province's border city.

Inside the encampment of the Aurora Desert's Pangu Tribe.

A woman's painful moans could be heard.

Princess Jing finished applying the pupils on a drawing of a flying hawk with a dab of her brush. Only then did she look up at the maidservant beside her. "What's wrong, the third young lady still hasn't recovered yet?"

Xinlan bowed toward her respectfully. "The third young lady naturally requires a bit of time after getting reborn from the ashes."

"Tsk." Princess Jing clicked her tongue and tossed her brush into the washing cup. She responded dryly, "Her? Getting reborn from the ashes? Don't joke around, Xinlan. She is only a buffoon making a fool of herself."

Xinlan lowered her head and did not comment further.

Jing Linyao did not press further either. She lifted the flap of the yurt and walked out with large strides. "Come with me to see."

Her yurt was located some distance away from the yurt of the third young lady, Jing Minyao.

While walking over slowly, Jing Linyao just so happened to encounter Wang Limeng, who was hobbling in her direction while carrying a food box.

Wang Limeng immediately bit her lip when she saw Jing Linyao, concealing the hatred in her eyes.

She put on a smiling face and nodded toward Jing Linyao. She said, "Princess, have you come to visit your third sister?"

Jing Linyao nodded without speaking as she stepped into Jing Minyao's yurt.

At a glance, she could see that Jing Minyao had gotten so emaciated that it was like she was reduced to a skeleton. The latter was lying on the bed and staring venomously at her.

"You have come to make fun of me?" Jing Minyao's voice was unbelievably raspy.

She wanted to give her bed a hard smack, but she didn't even have the strength to do that at present.

Jing Linyao suppressed the smile in her eyes as she looked at this sister of hers who was so stupid that she did not pose a threat. She stated faintly, "Third Sister, Eldest Sister advises you not to get angry so much. It was not easy for this soul-gathering bell to piece together your soul and hence allow you the chance to open your eyes again. You should be cherishing this miracle."

"You!" Jing Minyao shook from fury. "You! If you hadn't schemed against me, h-how would I have ended up in such a miserable state?"

Jing Linyao covered her mouth as she chuckled. "Third Sister, you shouldn't be saying that. Eldest Sister has come to see how you are recovering. How come you are snapping at whomever you can?"

"Get out of here!" Jing Minyao struggled to throw an empty porcelain plate at her.

Yet because she was unable to muster a hint of strength, she ended up knocking her head on the bed.

Jing Linyao's eyes flickered.

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