After being stunned for a while, Jiang Cheng shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Wen Ning seemed calm and said, "I'm not talking nonsense."

Jiang Cheng said: "Shut up! My golden elixir... my golden elixir is..."

Wen Ning said, "It was Bao Shan San Ren who repaired it for you."

Jiang Cheng asked: "How do you know? He even told you this?"

Wen Ning said, "No. Young Master Wei never mentioned a word about this to anyone. I saw it with my own eyes."

Jiang Cheng's eyes were bloodshot as he laughed, "You're lying! You were there? How could you be there? I was the only one who went up the mountain at that time. You couldn't have followed me!"

Wen Ning said, "I didn't follow you. I was on that mountain from the beginning."

Jiang Cheng's forehead was bulging with veins, and he said, "...You're lying!"

Wen Ning said, "Listen to me and see if I'm lying! When you climbed the mountain, you had a black cloth covering your eyes and held a long branch in your hand. When you were almost at the top of the mountain, you passed by a forest of rocks and it took you almost half an hour to get around it."

Jiang Cheng's facial muscles twitched slightly. Wen Ning continued, "Then you heard the sound of a bell, which scared away all the birds. You held the branch tightly in your hand, like a sword. When the bell stopped, there was a sword against your heart, and you heard a woman's voice, ordering you not to move forward."

Jiang Cheng was shaking all over. Wen Ning said loudly, "You stopped immediately. You looked very nervous and a little excited. The woman lowered her voice and asked who you were and how you found this place. You answered..."

Jiang Cheng roared, "Shut up!"

Wen Ning also roared, "…Answer me, you are the son of Cangse Sanren, Wei Ying! You talked about the destruction of your family, the chaos in Lotus Pier, and that your golden elixir was transformed by the Danhua Master Wen Zhuliu. That woman repeatedly asked you questions about your parents, and when you answered the last one, you suddenly smelled a fragrance and lost consciousness…"

Jiang Cheng looked like he wanted to cover his ears: "How did you know? How did you know?!"

Wen Ning said, "Didn't I tell you? I'm there. Not only me, but Master Wei is there too. Not only him and I, but my sister, Wen Qing, is there too. In other words, we are the only three people waiting for you on the whole mountain."

"Master Jiang, do you think that is really the place where the hermit Baoshan Sanren lives? Young Master Wei himself doesn't even know where to find such a place. His mother, Cangse Sanren, never revealed any information about her master to such a young child! That mountain is just a barren mountain in Yiling!"

Jiang Cheng repeated the same words at the top of his lungs, as if trying to cover up his sudden lack of vocabulary with his ferocious look: "Nonsense! Enough of that! Then why was my golden core repaired?!"

Wen Ning said, "Your golden elixir has not been repaired at all. It was completely dissolved by Wen Zhuliu a long time ago! The reason you thought it was repaired is because my sister, Wen Qing, the best doctor of the Qishan Wen Clan, cut out the golden elixir of Master Wei and gave it to you!"

Jiang Cheng's face went blank for a moment, and he said, "Did you give it to me?"

Wen Ning said, "That's right! Why do you think he never traveled casually afterwards? Why did he never travel without a sword? Was it really because of his youthful recklessness? Did he really like others to point fingers at him and say he was rude and uneducated? Because it would be useless even if he brought a sword! It's just because... if he went to those banquets and night hunts with a sword, someone would inevitably want to duel with him for various reasons, and he didn't have his golden elixir, and his spiritual power was exhausted. Once he drew his sword, he wouldn't be able to hold out for long..."

Jiang Cheng stood there in a daze, his eyes green, his lips trembling, and he even forgot to use the Purple Lightning. He suddenly threw away his casualness, slammed Wen Ning in the chest, and shouted, "Liar!"

Wen Ning took a blow and took two steps back. He picked up the weapon from the ground, sheathed it, and pushed it back to Jiang Cheng’s chest, saying, “Take it!”

Jiang Cheng caught the sword involuntarily, but did not move. Instead, he looked at Wei Wuxian in a panic. It would have been better if he had not looked. When he looked at him, Wei Wuxian's pale face and blood on the corners of his lips were like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, and Lan Wangji's gaze made him feel cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Wen Ning said, “Take this sword and go to the banquet hall, the training ground, or any other place. Ask everyone you meet to draw the sword. See if anyone can draw it! Then you will know if I am lying or not! Sect Leader Jiang - you are such a competitive person. You have been competing with others all your life. But you know that you will never be able to beat him!”

Jiang Cheng kicked Wen Ning, grabbed Suibian, and stumbled towards the banquet hall.

He ran and yelled, looking like a madman. Wen Ning was kicked by him and crashed into a tree in the courtyard. He slowly stood up and turned to look at the other two. Lan Wangji's beautiful face was extremely pale and his expression was extremely cold. He glanced at the Yunmeng Jiang Clan's ancestral hall again, lifted Wei Wuxian's body on his back, held it tightly, and walked in another direction without looking back.

Wen Ning asked, "Mr. Lan, where are you going?"

Lan Wangji paused in front of the stairs and said, "Just now, he asked me to take him away."

Wen Ning hurriedly followed him and walked out of the gate of Lotus Pier together.

When they arrived at the dock, they saw that the large and small boats that they had taken had all gone home after sending people to their destinations. Only a few unattended old ferries were left in front of the dock. The ferry was long and thin, shaped like a willow leaf, and could carry seven or eight people. The two ends were slightly tilted, and the two oars were placed diagonally at the stern. Lan Wangji carried Wei Wuxian on his back and got on the boat without hesitation. Wen Ning quickly jumped to the stern, consciously grabbed the oars, and paddled twice, and the ferry floated steadily for several feet. Soon after, the ferry drifted away from the dock along the river current and approached the center of the river.

Lan Wangji let Wei Wuxian lean on him, fed him two pills first, and after making sure that he had swallowed them well, he took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood off his face.

Suddenly, Wen Ning's nervous voice came over: "Mr. Lan."

Lan Wangji asked: "What's the matter?"

The tough aura that Wen Ning had shown in front of Jiang Cheng just now had long since disappeared. He gritted his teeth and said, “Please… please don’t tell Master Wei for now that I revealed the truth about his pill splitting. He warned me very sternly not to tell anyone. I’m afraid I can’t keep it a secret for long, but I…”

After a moment of silence, Lan Wangji said, "Don't worry."

Wen Ning looked relieved, even though the dead couldn't breathe. He said sincerely, "Master Lan, thank you."

Lan Wangji shook his head. Wen Ning said, "Thank you for speaking for me and my sister on the Golden Scales Stage. I always remembered it. Later, I lost control. I... I am really sorry."

Lan Wangji did not respond. Wen Ning continued, "Thank you for taking care of A Yuan for so many years."

Hearing this, Lan Wangji raised his eyes slightly. Wen Ning said, "I thought everyone in our family was dead, not a single one was left. I really didn't expect that A Yuan was still alive. He looks exactly like my cousin when he was in his twenties."

Lan Wangji said, "He hid in the tree hole for too long. He developed a high fever and fell ill."

Wen Ning nodded and said, "I know he must be sick. He doesn't remember anything about his childhood. I talked to him for a long time, and he kept talking about you." He said a little disappointedly, "He used to talk about Master Wei... but never about me."

Lan Wangji said: "You didn't tell him."

Wen Ning said, "Did you tell me about his background? I didn't tell you."

He turned around, facing the two behind him, and rowed hard while saying, "He is living a good life now. Knowing too many other things, remembering something too heavy... would make him not be as good as he is now."

Lan Wangji said, “You’ll know sooner or later.”

Wen Ning was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes. He will know it sooner or later." He looked up at the sky and said, "Just like Master Wei and Sect Master Jiang. Sect Master Jiang will know about the pill transfer sooner or later. He can't really keep it a secret from Sect Master Jiang forever."

The night is quiet and the river is flowing slowly.

Suddenly, Lan Wangji asked, "Painful?"

Wen Ning: “What?”

Lan Wangji asked, "Is it painful to cut open the elixir?"

Wen Ning said, "If I say I'm not in pain, you won't believe me, Master Lan."

Lan Wangji said: "I thought Wen Qing would have a way."

Wen Ning said, "Before going up the mountain, my sister made a lot of anesthetic drugs to reduce the pain of cutting the elixir. But she later found that those drugs were completely ineffective. Because if the person is anesthetized when the elixir is cut out and separated from the body, then the elixir will also be affected, and it is difficult to guarantee whether it will dissipate or when it will dissipate."

Lan Wangji asked: "...So?"

Wen Ning paused while paddling and said, "So, the person who is splitting the pill must be awake."

You must be awake, see the golden elixir connected to the spiritual vein being stripped from the body, and feel the surging spiritual power gradually calm down, become calm, and become mediocre, until it becomes a pool of stagnant water, and no longer stirs up any waves.

After a long while, Lan Wangji's voice finally rang out. It was slightly hoarse, and the first two words seemed to tremble: "Always awake?"

Wen Ning said, "Two nights and one day, I was awake the whole time."

Lan Wangji said: "At that time, how confident were you?"

Wen Ning said: "About 50%."

“Fifty percent.” After taking a deep breath silently, Lan Wangji shook his head and repeated, “…Fifty percent.”

He tightened his grip around Wei Wuxian, and the knuckles on the back of his hand had turned white. Wen Ning said, "After all, no one has ever really performed this elixir-changing technique before. Although my sister had written a book on elixir-changing before, she only made some assumptions. No one could test it for her, so the assumptions were just assumptions. The seniors all said that she was daydreaming. And it's not practical at all. Everyone knows that no one would be willing to give their elixir to others. Because if they did, they would become a useless person who would never reach the top or go down in their life. So when Young Master Wei came back to find us, my sister was unwilling at first, warning him that writing is writing, and action is action, and she was less than 50% sure."

"But Young Master Wei has been pestering me, saying 50% is fine, or even 50%. Even if he fails, he will have no worries if the pill is wasted. But Sect Master Jiang is not like that. He is too competitive and pays too much attention to gains and losses in this regard. Cultivation is his life. If Sect Master Jiang can only be an ordinary person, his life will be over."

Lan Wangji lowered his eyes, staring at Wei Wuxian's face with his glass-like eyes, and stretched out a hand. In the end, he just used his fingertips to caress Wei Wuxian's cheek imperceptibly.

Wen Ning looked back and couldn't help but ask, "Master Lan, you don't seem very surprised. Do you... do you know about this, too?"

"..." Lan Wangji said awkwardly: "I only know that his spiritual power is probably damaged."

But I didn't know the truth was like this.

Wen Ning said: "If it weren't for this..."

If it wasn't because there was really no other way to go.

At this moment, the head tilted on Lan Wangji's shoulder moved slightly. Wei Wuxian's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly woke up.