Wei Zhao, feeling irritated, touched the scattered long hair beside her ears, then turned around and walked back, sitting beside Zhou Qingxue.
Zhou Qingxue was completely buried in her legs, crying. The storage bag in her hand was trembling.
Wei Zhao reached over, took Zhou Qingxue's storage bag, used a technique to open it, and patted Zhou Qingxue a few times. In a dry tone, she said, "Here's your storage bag. I've opened it for you."
While Zhou Qingxue was crying, she glanced at Wei Zhao amidst her busy sobs. She reached out, snatched the storage bag, and buried her head to continue crying. Between sobs, she said, "Wu wu, Ice Block, can't you comfort people? Can't you see I'm crying like this?"
In the past, when she was in the sect, even if she just scratched her skin a bit, there would be many Senior Sisters and Junior sisters caring for her. But this ice block was different; she didn't care about her at all!
Wei Zhao thought she had definitely seen her crying, but what did it have to do with her if a cabbage was crying? If it weren't for the sake of the novel, she wouldn't bother with her.
However, the cabbage in front of her was crying too much. If someone didn't know, they might think something serious had happened. Wei Zhao felt a bit reluctant, but she wasn't good at comforting people. In this world, she had always revolved around Song Weizhi. After pondering for a long time, she remembered how her master comforted people.
So, Wei Zhao leaned towards Zhou Qingxue, reached out, and pulled her into her arms. In a dry tone, she said, "Baby, don't cry."
Zhou Qingxue, who was already weak from crying, felt a slight headache. She was surprised when she heard Wei Zhao call her 'baby.' For a moment, she forgot about crying, and with all her strength, she pushed Wei Zhao away, but she couldn't move her.
"Pervert, what nonsense are you talking about! Let go of me." Zhou Qingxue asked angrily, crying.
Wei Zhao innocently looked at Zhou Qingxue and said, "Didn't you ask me to comfort you? My Mistress comforts people like this. You're really troublesome, want to be comforted, but can't be comforted." Wei Zhao thought to herself that novels were indeed deceiving; she should read fewer of them in the future.
"Is this how you comfort people? You're taking advantage of me." Zhou Qingxue's face turned red as she spoke.
"Taking advantage of you? Rest assured, I'm not interested in cabbages. Quickly take some medicine from your storage bag. It's a mistake to be kind." Wei Zhao looked at Zhou Qingxue with some disdain.
Wei Zhao's words made Zhou Qingxue explode. She considered herself pretty good-looking, and this damn ice block actually called her a cabbage! When she had the strength, she would definitely teach this damn ice block a lesson!
"You're the cabbage! Wuwu, when I recover my spiritual qi, I'll definitely teach you a lesson." Zhou Qingxue said with determination. However, she still leaned on Wei Zhao and, with great difficulty, took out some spiritual pills from her storage bag, swallowing over a dozen pills.
Due to the lack of spiritual qi and the dryness of the desert, Zhou Qingxue inexplicably felt a bit thirsty. However, as she usually didn't need spiritual springs or water, her storage bag didn't contain any. With no strength left in her body, she could only rest against the ice block to recover.
Wei Zhao, on the other hand, comfortably took out a bag of spiritual spring water from her storage bag. Not that she liked drinking it, but her Mistress, the little Dao Companion, needed it when she first started cultivation without abstaining from food. So, she had prepared some in her storage bag. Since she was a bit thirsty now, she took out a bag and drank it.
After a few gulps, the dryness in her mouth subsided. Then, Wei Zhao felt a hot gaze beside her. She turned her head and indeed saw Zhou Qingxue, whose eyes were still red.
Wei Zhao felt that Zhou Qingxue looked pitiful this time, so she didn't tease her further. Instead, she handed the water over, saying, "Have some spiritual spring water. This place is too dry."
Zhou Qingxue, weak at the moment, couldn't hold the bag of water steady with both hands. Wei Zhao had to help her by holding the bottom of the leather bag and slowly bringing the water to Zhou Qingxue's lips.
Zhou Qingxue glanced at Wei Zhao and quickly took a few sips of the spiritual spring water.
After she had a few sips, Wei Zhao put down the water bag, and Zhou Qingxue took a breath. "Do you still want more?"
Zhou Qingxue shook her head slightly and whispered, "No, thank you."
Wei Zhao almost doubted if she had misheard. Did this young lady just thank her? It made her uncomfortable.
"It's okay. I can't let you die of thirst," Wei Zhao said nonchalantly.
On the other side, Song Zhixia and Zhao Xuankun were not so lucky. Octopus monsters kept emerging from the sea in large numbers. Both Song Zhixia and Zhao Xuankun had almost exhausted their spiritual qi. Covered in slime, they were now swinging their spirit swords on instinct.
After an unknown amount of time, when the two were about to collapse, a vast black barrier appeared out of thin air on the endless sea. Song Zhixia and Zhao Xuankun exerted all their strength, barely making it through the disgusting monsters, and plunged into the barrier.
After landing inside the barrier, they quickly fell onto a vast piece of land. Due to the strong stench on their bodies, like the smell of soaked fish intestines, the sight of them made others nauseous. People who had also entered this area quickly distanced themselves.
Unfortunately, Song Zhixia and Zhao Xuankun had completely depleted their spiritual qi, making it impossible for them to use purification techniques. Song Zhixia couldn't bear the stench on her own body; she hoped her Senior Sister wouldn't come over too soon. She didn't want to be seen or smelled like this; otherwise, her Senior Sister might not want to hug her in the future.
The good ones are not effective, but the bad ones are. In the forest where Song Weizhi was, a black barrier opened as well. Without thinking, Song Weizhi flew out on her sword and landed not far from Song Zhixia and Zhao Xuankun. As soon as she landed, she heard people around her talking:
"Where did they go? I went there, the smell was too strong. I can't look at fish anymore."
"Really, the smell of internal organs is disgusting. Couldn't they use a purification spell to clean up?"
"Exactly, they don't mind the smell, but we do. Let's move away."
Song Weizhi followed their gaze and saw a female cultivator who seemed to be her little girl.
But she looked extremely disheveled, covered in dark blue slime and emitting a fishy smell. Song Weizhi took a few steps forward, and the girl noticed her, immediately getting anxious, "Senior Sister, don't come over, I look terrible, wuwuwu."
Zhao Xuankun was stunned. Song Zhixia wasn't afraid of so many monsters just now, so why did she become so soft upon seeing her Senior Sister?
Helplessly, Song Weizhi cast several purification spells on Song Zhixia and Zhao Xuankun before walking over. "What happened to you two?"
The girl, seeing her Senior Sister approaching, sniffed herself, feeling that she and a salted fish didn't have much difference, "Senior Sister, wait a moment, I smell bad."
Song Weizhi smiled and said, "No need, I just cast several purification spells. You two are clean now."
Song Zhixia, unsure, glanced at Song Weizhi. Was her Senior Sister afraid that she would be upset and trying to comfort her?
While the girl was lost in thought, Song Weizhi had already walked over, sat down beside her, and gently laid her hand on the girl's wrist, sensing that her spiritual qi was completely depleted.
Frowning slightly, Song Weizhi asked with concern, "What happened? Why do you have no spiritual qi left?"
"We entered an area with endless octopus monsters in the sea. We couldn't kill them all, and then we ended up like this," the girl explained.
After hearing this, Song Weizhi immediately took out a spiritual pill from her storage bag for them to consume. She instructed them to meditate and recover their spiritual qi while she stood guard.
After a while, more people arrived in this area. Zhou Chengwen, accompanied by a few disciples, also came. It seemed that this place had become a gathering point.
The rankings on the wooden board kept changing, but Song Weizhi still held the top position. Even Zhou Chengwen noticed her and approached, saying, "Congratulations to Junior Sister Song for rising so quickly. Would you like to explore other places together later?"
Song Weizhi cast a cold glance at Zhou Chengwen and replied, "No need. I have my companions."
"Alright, I won't disturb you then," Zhou Chengwen said as he walked away. He hadn't expected Song Weizhi to refuse, but he wasn't in a hurry. There would be plenty of opportunities to get to know her in the future.
While everyone was waiting for their companions and resting during this time, more than twenty disciples had been eliminated. Some fainted directly due to exhaustion and were sent out by the array, while others broke their wooden plaques themselves. Zhou Chengwen was somewhat worried about his sister, who had little experience and was pampered by their family, fearing that she might suffer.
Just as he was anxiously waiting for Zhou Qingxue, two more people came out of the barrier: Wei Zhao and Zhou Qingxue. However, Zhou Qingxue was being carried by Wei Zhao, and it was a princess carry! Zhou Chengwen's face immediately turned several shades darker.
Before he could rush over, Wei Zhao had already grumbled and put Zhou Qingxue down, saying, "So heavy, Miss, we've arrived. Come down quickly."
"Do you think I want you to carry me?" Zhou Qingxue was dissatisfied and raised her voice. She hadn't suffered such humiliation from childhood to adulthood, and besides, she wasn't fat at all! This damn ice block intentionally angered her!
"Oh, that's good. Miss, feel free then. I can't serve you anymore," Wei Zhao pushed the person who was still leaning on her away. Ignoring whether Zhou Qingxue had the strength to stand steadily, she intended to leave.
Song Weizhi was stunned. Wasn't this Guardian of hers too disobedient? Looking at a girl who couldn't stand steadily, she still forcibly pushed her out?
Zhou Chengwen's face had turned as dark as charcoal. He quickly went over to embrace Zhou Qingxue, asking, "What happened? Who is she? Did she bully you?"