"Who, who are you people?" Wei Xin was shocked, with a foreboding sense creeping up.
"Hmph, we’re definitely not weak humans," Kong Hou snorted coldly.
Tianmiao remained silent, extending her hand to grasp at the void.
Wei Xin felt her power drain away in an instant. A black mist floated out, and with a flick of his finger, Dong Xiao incinerated the mist with a red flame.
Tianmiao looked at the severed black thread in her palm, frowned, and then crushed it.
"S-Senior?" Wei Yubao cautiously spoke.
"Ah, you’ve done well. Keep protecting this world." Tianmiao tossed a porcelain bottle, "Don’t consume it all at once. Take it in three doses, and for those around you, maybe four or five? Or they’ll explode."
Wei Yubao took the porcelain bottle, staring blankly at Tianmiao.
That demeanor, and those methods, this person—no, no, she’s not human, right? Is she a Heavenly God?
"Let’s go." Tianmiao spoke calmly, and then disappeared from view. Kong Hou and Dong Xiao followed after, vanishing right before their eyes.
The next moment, the storm ceased, the clouds dispersed, and the lightning vanished.
The brilliant sun emerged once more.
People exclaimed that the weather was incredibly odd. Moments ago there was thunder and lightning, and now it’s a sunny day.
"What did she give you? What is it?" Wei Xin’s hoarse voice suddenly came.
Wei Yubao turned to look at Wei Xin, who was lying motionless on the ground, unsure of what to say. Even in this situation, she was still concerned about what Tianmiao had given him.
"Who was that person? No, that’s not right, they’re not human. Could gods really exist in this world? What did she give you? Is it the elixir of immortality or a pill that can help you advance? Give it to me! Give it to me!" Wei Xin shouted greedily. She mustered all her strength to get up, but after two steps, she fell hard to the ground. A cracking sound followed, as her bones fractured.
Wei Xin let out an earth-shattering wail, drenched in sweat from the pain: "What’s happening? What’s happening? My bones, my bones..."
Wei Yubao approached, lifting her pant leg to inspect, only to see her leg twisted entirely out of shape, clearly broken, with no telling into how many pieces.
"This is her retribution," Mu Hengzhi said after a moment of silence, speaking slowly, "Moving even slightly would fracture her bones. How can anyone remain still?"
"Wei Yubao! You have to heal me, get me a doctor, I’m your sister! You can’t just ignore me!" Wei Xin screamed and shouted.
"You’ve abused the Evil Technique before, resulting in your disfigurement from the backlash, and you haven’t learned your lesson. Now with the backlash again, your whole body becomes brittle. Yet, you still refuse to repent!" Wei Yubao reprimanded sorrowfully.
"Bao, don’t be angry. She’s your sister after all, we can’t ignore her. Leaving her here means certain death. I’ll call the hospital to send someone to rescue her. We have the money for it, so don’t be mad. Come on, you head downstairs first, I’ll arrange for someone to pick her up." Mu Hengzhi comforted Wei Yubao while embracing him.
Wei Yubao sighed, leaning on Mu Hengzhi’s shoulder: "Only you, Hengzhi, are so gentle and kind, but I’m afraid she won’t appreciate it at all."
"Don’t worry about her gratitude. I just want you, in the latter half of your life, not to feel sad or regret that you didn’t take care of her this time," Mu Hengzhi gently patted Wei Yubao’s back, "Alright, you go down first, I’ll handle this. So you won’t be upset watching."