"Is that so?" Qi Feng’s gaze swept over the Jin Family Siblings, as well as Fu Yue and Liu Yao.
They all nodded; the facts were indeed as such.
"Wasn’t it said that Pei Chen also secretly followed to the training, why isn’t she here?" Qi Feng asked with a serious face, "Congmo, be honest with your master, does this matter have anything to do with Pei Chen? You are my disciple, there’s no need to fear anything."
Pei Feixue couldn’t hold back and snickered, "What does the Supreme Elder mean by this? Does he think Chenchen implicated Jin Congmo? Everyone here has already said it wasn’t because of Chenchen, it was to save Jin Congshuang that he got injured, yet the Supreme Elder won’t believe it. Honestly, if it were related to Chenchen, I would own up to it, there’s no need to shirk responsibility."
"Though Chenchen is a bit wilful and arrogant, she would never deny what she’s done."
If that were the case, she would find any means necessary to cure Jin Congmo.
Isn’t it a pity when a genius injures their spirit root? It’s a loss to the sect, but it wasn’t intentional, just unfortunate luck.
Isn’t it normal for problems to occur during training? There’s no such thing as always being successful without setbacks.
Throughout history, not all geniuses have smoothly reached the end from the beginning; many have fallen mid-way.
Everyone present nodded, they believed that this matter had nothing to do with Pei Chen, they could see that Jin Congmo and the other disciples were not lying.
They could also understand Qi Feng, having finally taken a disciple with a Heavenly Spirit Root who showed talent in the Sword Dao, and suddenly the spirit root gets damaged, it’s normal to feel upset.
Qi Feng frowned slightly, his gaze once again sweeping over Jin Congmo and the others, "Is this truly the case?"
"Master, it is truly so," Jin Congmo said, "This matter has nothing to do with Junior Sister Pei."
He actually wanted to say it was related, but the truth was, it wasn’t. There was no need for him to lie about this matter. Pei Chen was the Sect Master’s daughter, if it really came down to it, the Cultivation World had its ways of uncovering the truth, at that time, the one caught in a tough position would be him.
It was a bit of a pity he couldn’t provoke a conflict between his master Qi Feng and Pei Feixue, but the voices outside wouldn’t be so easy to stop; there would always be some who wouldn’t believe these words.
At that point, he could use this to tarnish Pei Feixue’s image among the sect disciples. It seemed like a small issue, but once it accumulated, it could have a significant impact.
Qi Feng calmed down at this moment, noticing that their words carried no hint of reluctance, finally believing that this matter had nothing to do with Pei Chen.
But for Pei Chen, this kind of wastrel, he still didn’t like her much.
"Congmo, take care to recuperate during this time, regarding the spiritual medicine, I will find a way for you," Qi Feng said.
As a Sword Cultivator, he didn’t rely much on external items, and valued his sword the most, generally being obsessed with cultivation. Qi Feng’s accumulation was far less than other cultivators.
Resources for his kind of cultivator were easy to acquire, it just required some effort.
But this time the needed spiritual medicines were rare, not something that could be found easily, it also required some luck.
After instructing Jin Congmo a bit, Qi Feng handed him a Storage Bag, then looked towards Pei Feixue and the sect’s high-level officials with a still proud tone, "I hope everyone pays attention to the matter of the spiritual medicine, if any of you have the spiritual medicines Congmo needs, feel free to get them first, I won’t let you suffer losses."
Pei Feixue didn’t mind the minor conflict from before, smiling as she said, "Naturally, Jin Congmo is a pride of the younger generation of the sect, the hope for the sect’s future, none of us wish to see such talent wasted."
Others chimed in agreement, it wasn’t without compensation, so of course, they agreed.
Qi Feng didn’t delay further, his figure vanished in front of everyone, apparently heading off to find spiritual medicine for Jin Congmo.
Pei Feixue allocated some resources from the sect’s storehouse to Jin Congmo, then everyone dispersed.
Though collecting rare spiritual medicines was somewhat difficult, in the end, they would surely manage to gather them, especially since he was Qi Feng’s disciple, no one would abandon Jin Congmo at this time.
The crowd had just exited the main hall, about to disperse into different directions, when Qi Feng reappeared. He approached Jin Congmo and asked, "Do you remember where that Flood Dragon was?"
The beast injured his disciple, naturally, it needed to be eliminated.
Jin Congmo quickly provided the location; Qi Feng nodded slightly, then his figure disappeared into the horizon, never appearing again.
With Qi Feng’s ability, he reached the waterfall where the Flood Dragon resided in less than a day.
Yet despite searching thoroughly, even checking the places where Jin Congmo had previously fought, he couldn’t find a trace of the Flood Dragon; its presence couldn’t even be detected, eventually leaving in frustration.
The Flood Dragon, having long since moved, sensed the restriction left at the pond was broken, feeling a surge of relief.
Luckily it had heeded the advice of a high-level individual, not lingering there, otherwise, today would have been its day of death.
Losing a good nesting place was a pity, but compared to the cultivation technique and magic treasures it obtained, it was insignificant.
In the cave residence, Pei Feixue’s voice suddenly whispered into Ah Chen’s ear, "Chenchen, come over here."
Upon hearing this, Ah Chen got up and headed to the main peak.
It didn’t take long before she arrived at Pei Feixue’s residence.
She didn’t see the commissioner’s father, Shen Song, he was most likely in seclusion, refining some elixirs.
"Mother," Ah Chen addressed, her demeanor was consistent with the commissioner’s.
She had determined the commissioner would return, but before that, it was best not to let Pei Feixue discover she wasn’t the commissioner.
Pei Feixue scrutinized her, once confirming there were no injuries, finally relaxed.
"It’s good you’re all right. If you plan to go out for training again, don’t sneak away. Take some people with you; you’re free to train wherever."
Her daughter, due to inherent deficiencies, had no hopes of Core Formation, living only hundreds of years, even with the help of a Lifespan Pill. Pei Feixue didn’t have high demands, her daughter’s character wasn’t bad, she didn’t engage in misdeeds, whatever else she wanted to do was fine, just that she could be happy during her life.
Thinking of this, Pei Feixue raised her hand, a Storage Ring drifted in front of Ah Chen, "There are some things in here, take them."
Ah Chen received and scanned it with her consciousness, piles of spirit stones and various spiritual medicines and treasures were inside, mostly defense spiritual treasures, as attack treasures would be useless to her, unable to harness their power, again, meant for the commissioner.
"Thank you, Mother," Ah Chen said.
Pei Feixue was a bit surprised; she had deliberately avoided mentioning Jin Congmo’s injury today, fearing it would ignite this small firecracker. Unexpectedly, her daughter thanked her, stirring emotions within Pei Feixue.
It had been many years since she had a proper conversation with her daughter.
She knew her daughter’s temperament was due to talent issues, if her spirit root wasn’t flawed, her Chenchen should have been a Mutated Thunder Spirit Root.
And she had some responsibility for this situation; if she hadn’t been eager for revenge back then, she wouldn’t have been injured, affecting the development of her unborn daughter.