"Do you think I'll believe whatever you say? Huh, do you think everyone is as foolish as you?" Song Weizhi couldn't be bothered to listen to the dragon's deceptive words and aimed her gun directly at its face.
"Young lady, you can't use spiritual qi here at all. I suggest you not waste your energy. Besides, you should ask Xuan Niao's opinion." The dragon stood still, mocking Song Weizhi.
"Senior Sister, I don't know him." Song Zhixia tightened her grip on Song Weizhi's hand.
Song Weizhi looked at the dragon coldly and said, "You heard that. She doesn't know you and won't go with you."
"Can you make decisions for others? Do you want to throw your life away and drag someone along with you?" The dragon glanced at the disciples of the Song family and Zhao Xuankun's group.
Indeed, someone spoke up:
"Well, Song Weizhi, if you want to play the hero, go ahead. Don't drag us into this. We finally have a way out, and why should you make decisions for everyone?"
"That's right. Their fate traces back to ancient times. Leave Song Zhixia behind. I've wanted to leave a long time ago."
"Hurry up. Don't pretend to be a good person. Just now, we almost got killed, and you didn't save us either."
Song Weizhi scanned the Song family disciples with cold eyes. In her mind, she had the system place the recoilless cannon not far from them. She loaded armor-piercing shells and aimed at the dragon. Meanwhile, she said to the Song family disciples, "It seems I was right not to save you. It saves me from saving a bunch of garbage that I'll eventually have to discard. Unable to fight others yourselves, you let an innocent girl take the blame for you. Truly, you're a bunch of waste products nurtured by a noble and upright sect."
"What are you saying, Song Weizhi?"
"If you say that again, don't blame us for taking action."
The dragon laughed by the lake. Indeed, humans were the most foolish creatures, thinking of fighting each other when faced with death. However, he had been sealed in the dark lake bottom for a long time. It might be fun to play with these people.
The dragon interrupted the quarrel among the Song family disciples, "This way, we dragons are the most reasonable. How about getting rid of those who oppose you? Of course, you can't touch Xuan Niao. After that, I'll send you out, and the remaining people will be left as fish food."
For a moment, the eight Song family disciples and Song Weizhi's group were on edge. Song Weizhi couldn't be bothered with the waste of the Song family. She raised her gun and fired two shots at the dragon. One hit the dragon's chest, and the other hit its cheek. The shells penetrated only halfway, leaving half embedded outside. A shell had even embedded itself in the dragon's fair cheek, creating a new hole.
Of course, the dragon felt the pain and couldn't believe it as he touched his cheek and chest. "How dare you hurt me?! Well, today, except for my Xuan Niao, you will all die here."
Saying that, the dragon transformed into a beast form. Song Weizhi held Song Zhixia's hand and ran, shouting, "If you don't want to die, run quickly."
In the next moment, a loud dragon roar echoed in the secret realm. Song Weizhi's legs softened, and blood gushed out of her seven orifices. She bit her teeth, looking at Song Zhixia, and found that Song Zhixia was unharmed. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief; it seemed that the dragon didn't want to harm Song Zhixia.
Without the protection of her cultivation, Song Weizhi was no different from an ordinary person. Suppressed by the dragon's roar, she couldn't stand up. Blood surged out of her seven orifices more and more.
Song Zhixia saw Song Weizhi, tears in her eyes had already overflowed. She bent down to wipe the blood off Song Weizhi's face, choked up and said, "Senior Sister, I'll stay. If I don't stay, you'll all die here. I don't want to see anything happen to you." Song Zhixia's eyes were red, and tears covered her cheeks.
The dragon in the air seemed to respond to Song Zhixia's words, becoming triumphant. With the sound of metal friction, it said, "Xuan Niao, you should have been wise earlier. But they've hurt me today, and all of them will die here."
Song Weizhi, enduring the pain all over her body, grabbed Song Zhixia's hand and shook her head. At the same time, she instructed the system in her mind to fire. These people were already incapacitated by the dragon's roar, and the dragon had relaxed its guard. Little did it know, a beam of light broke through the darkness, hitting the dragon's abdomen directly. With a bang, it created a hole in the dragon's belly.
Song Weizhi commanded the system in her mind to reposition the cannon, loaded it with armor-piercing shells, and aimed at the dragon's neck. Boom, two more shots were fired, and the dragon's neck was now torn open. It seemed to go berserk, targeting Song Weizhi. The recoilless cannon was in the optimal position, and three armor-piercing shells were fired into the dragon's mouth while it was open. Moments later, the dragon's body was torn apart, and its massive head crashed not far from Song Weizhi and the others.
Song Weizhi, who had been holding on to consciousness, was now covered in cold sweat and passed out. Song Zhixia hurriedly embraced her, tears and strands of hair stuck together on her face. She repeatedly called out to Song Weizhi, hoping she would wake up: "Senior Sister, Senior Sister, wuwu, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be like this."
Zhao Xuankun and the others had recovered and rushed over. The dragon's roar had only suppressed them; none of them were bleeding profusely like Song Weizhi. It seemed that the dragon sought revenge for the injuries inflicted by Song Weizhi earlier.
"Junior Sister Zhixia, don't hold her so tightly." Zhao Xuankun checked Song Weizhi's breathing and found she was still alive. He said, "Let Senior Sister Song lie flat on the ground, and everyone step back a bit."
At this moment, Song Zhixia's heart was hanging on Song Weizhi. Her hands were trembling, afraid that if she let go, Song Weizhi might not wake up again. Watching Song Weizhi lying on the ground, Song Zhixia remembered the dragon's words earlier. It claimed to be incompatible with her and those around her, and thinking about it, it seemed true—from being abandoned by parents to constantly involving Song Weizhi recently. Song Zhixia moved away from Song Weizhi, quietly walking toward a cave wall, her eyes still fixed on Song Weizhi's condition.
Song Weizhi felt pain all over her body. That damn dragon really wanted to kill her. If it weren't for the system, she might have met her end here.
Even opening her eyes felt difficult now. Song Weizhi called out to the system in her mind, "System, check my points."
The system responded instantly, [Host currently has 60 remaining points. Considering the severity of the host's injuries, the system recommends exchanging for healing pills, priced at 10 points. Would you like to exchange, Host?]
"Exchange."
[Pill exchange successful. Host now has 50 points remaining.]
Song Weizhi could feel a black pill in her right hand. With great effort, she brought it to her lips and swallowed it.
Beside her, Xu Wenyuan and the others cheered joyfully, "Senior Sister is awake, Senior Sister is fine!"
"Great, I knew it. How could Senior Sister, who is so powerful, fall?"
Of course, Song Zhixia heard the commotion from Song Weizhi, but she was afraid to go over. Considering how she had caused Song Weizhi to bleed from her seven orifices, she didn't dare to approach. People were like this. In specific situations, hearing certain words and witnessing various events could easily make them believe in things.
Song Zhixia dared not approach. She was afraid she had really harmed Song Weizhi.
Song Weizhi lay on the ground for a while, waiting for the full effect of the medicine. She then sat up, wiped the blood from her face, and looked for Song Zhixia's figure. After scanning the surroundings and not seeing Song Zhixia, she asked, "Where's Xia Xia? Is she okay?"
"She's fine. Junior Sister Zhixia is over there, looking like she has something on her mind. She was probably frightened," Xu Wenyan pointed to where Song Zhixia was huddled.
Song Weizhi probably guessed that the young girl was overthinking again. She stood up and walked towards Song Zhixia. When she was about ten meters away, she heard Song Zhixia say, "Senior Sister, don't come over, don't come over."
Song Weizhi looked at her and asked, "Why can't I come over? Xia Xia, what's wrong? Tell Senior Sister, okay?"
Song Zhixia shook her head hurriedly, tears hanging in her eyes as if they would fall at any moment.
Song Weizhi couldn't leave Song Zhixia crying like this. The more Song Zhixia tried to keep her away, the more Song Weizhi wanted to go over. She quickened her pace, reaching Song Zhixia in a few steps. With both arms, she blocked Song Zhixia against the wall.
Tears fell rapidly from Song Weizhi's eyes. The girl trembled and tried to push Song Weizhi's shoulders, but it was in vain. She hurriedly said, "Wuwuwu, Senior Sister, you, you stay away from me, stay away. Don't come closer, don't come closer." The girl's words were choked and sobbing, and her hands pushing Song Weizhi were not using much force.
Song Weizhi bent her arm and leaned forward. In an instant, the distance between the two was reduced to the size of a fist. Their breaths intertwined, and Song Zhixia became even more anxious. She reached out to push Song Weizhi, but her efforts were in vain, and her sobbing intensified.
"Senior Sister, stop making trouble. Seriously, stay away from me," she said, trying to escape from the wall pressed against Song Weizhi. However, Song Weizhi wouldn't let her go and immediately squeezed the girl between the wall and her arm.
The girl continued to push Song Weizhi, but Song Weizhi, watching the tearful girl, felt some heartache. "Is it because of what the dead dragon said just now? Do you believe him? How silly," she said softly while gently wiping the girl's tears with her fingertips.
Song Zhixia's voice choked as she said, "But, but what he said is true. Senior Sister, since meeting me, you haven't had peaceful days. You're either saving me or helping me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have bled so much just now."
Song Weizhi comforted her softly, "Am I not fine now? Besides, the injury isn't because of you but because of that dead dragon. Xia Xia, don't overthink. Do you not want your Senior Sister anymore?"
Hearing Song Weizhi's consolation, Song Zhixia felt even more uneasy. Sister had almost been in danger just now, and now she was being comforted by her. Song Zhixia cried even harder.