The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife C.1772: Aloof & Expressionless

“We all believe that you will become a saintess at the God Domain—the supreme existence. Even the Moon Embracing Palace has to treat us the Anling Family well, let alone the Qinglei Family.”

“Only then can you save our Anling Family and clear away the injustice imposed on Aunt Yue. So even if all of us in the Anling Family die, you must live on and must not be tainted by anyone, do you hear me?!”

Uncle An became more and more irrational as he talked. In the end, the wound on his chest split open, and his already fractured hand drooped down powerlessly. He swayed and fell back to the ground.

“Uncle An! Uncle An!” Anling Yan rushed over and supported Uncle An.

Uncle An, however, held Anling Yan’s hand tightly and coughed up blood while saying, “Miss, promise me that you’ll save the Anling Family.”

“I promise you, Uncle An! I promise you, *sob*…”

After hearing Anling Yan’s answer, Uncle An fainted.

“Uncle An!” Anling Yan screamed. With a surge of spiritual power emanating from her dantian, she focused all her energy on Uncle An, striving to revive him from the brink of death.

Xi Yue’s cold voice came from behind her, “If you want him to die faster, keep pouring your spiritual power into him.”

Anling Yan’s hand trembled, and the surging spiritual power around her dissipated. She turned her head to look at Xi Yue and suddenly remembered that it was Xi Yue who had stopped Uncle An from igniting his dantian in his attempt to launch a suicidal attack.

Her eyes lit up as she said, “Mister, please save Uncle An. From now on, if you ask me to do anything, I will…”

“Shut up!” Xi Yue said coldly, squatted down, and grabbed Uncle An’s hand.

She used her spiritual power to scan Uncle An’s condition and confirmed her suspicions.

Uncle An’s issue wasn’t serious—he had merely overexerted his spiritual power. Besides that, he ignited his Nascent Soul, so his meridians and dantian were damaged.

Luckily, Xi Yu stopped him in time, and the repercussions were not fatal. Of course, if left unchecked, he’d either die or drop a level in cultivation.

In addition, Xi Yue also discovered a strange occurrence.

She actually sensed the lingering aura of a wood spiritual root in Uncle An’s meridians. Moreover, it was freshly left behind.

She inadvertently shifted her gaze to Anling Yan. Did this young girl leave behind these wood spiritual power auras? Does she have a wood spiritual root?

She paused momentarily due to the fleeting thoughts. But, she quickly returned to her senses and inserted silver needles into Uncle An’s major acupuncture points.

Soon, Uncle An woke up. He had regained some of his color on the originally pale complexion.

But, he still insisted on letting Xi Yue take Anling Yan away first, while he stayed to bear the wrath of the Qinglei Family.

Xi Weizhi smirked as he observed their interaction.

Seeing Xi Yue glance over, he calmly remarked, “It was just the struggle of weaklings. If it weren’t for you, no matter how many displays of loyalty they put on, they would all end in death. In this world, weakness itself is a sin.”

Xi Yue stood there with her mouth agape in astonishment.

Xi Weizhi smugly grinned, “Do you disagree?”

“No!” Xi Yu shook her head, expressing her surprise. “I just didn’t expect that you could actually speak for so long. Turns out you’re not aloof and expressionless after all!”

After saying that, she walked up to Anling Yan without waiting for Xi Weizhi to reply.

Xi Weizhi was left standing there in a daze. A faint smile crossed his face.

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