Chapter 2025: Chapter 2025: Where is My Arm?

“Yi Kun!”

“Cough, cough cough.”

Leng Yikun was just completely drained of strength, but otherwise, he was not seriously harmed.

At most, it was just a small cut torn open by Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue, posing no threat to his life.

However, Qian Jiyun and An Jiuyue had overused their Demonic energy. If not for their sustaining Original Soul energy, their lives might truly have been in jeopardy.

“Brother, sister-in-law, are you guys alright?”

Yuu Rong ran to them and was scared by their pale faces.

“It’s fine.”

An Jiuyue waved her hand at him and took out a porcelain bottle, pouring out two medicinal pills and giving one to Qian Jiyun.

“Qian Jiyun, take a Magic Origin Pill first.”

Qian Jiyun accepted the Magic Origin Pill and threw it directly into his mouth, then looked at An Jiuyue swallowing hers, and handed her some water.

Only after both of them had taken the medicinal pills did An Jiuyue take out another porcelain bottle and hand it to Yuu Rong.

“Take this to Leng Yikun; he also needs to recuperate.”

“You still care about him?”

Yuu Rong scoffed and spoke reluctantly.

If it weren’t for Leng Yikun, none of this would have happened. Although he knew that it wasn’t Leng Yikun’s fault, if Leng Yikun hadn’t been involved, this incident wouldn’t have occurred, right?

“Just go if I tell you to, why so much nonsense?” Qian Jiyun glared at him.

“Alright, alright, I’m going, okay?”

What else could Yuu Rong say? He just took the porcelain bottle from An Jiuyue’s hand and walked towards Sect Master Leng and his son.

…

On the other side.

Lady Leng woke up from the pain and, seeing a room full of pharmacists, remembered that her arm was gone.

“Ah!”

She screamed, unable to escape the agony of losing her arm.

Who could have been so ruthless to directly chop off her arm? She hadn’t seen it clearly; pain had just shot through her arm when she was struck and fell to the ground.

“Madam, how are you?”

The nanny hastened to check on her upon hearing her dreadful scream.

“My arm, where’s my arm?” Lady Leng grabbed the nanny with her left hand, demanding to know.

Even if her arm had been chopped off, as long as the arm was still there, couldn’t it be reattached? But why, when she turned her head to the right, did she not see it?

Enduring the pain, her eyes bloodshot, she questioned the nanny.

“The arm…”

The nanny didn’t know how to respond and hesitated for a while.

“Madam, I went there to check, but I couldn’t find your arm at all,” she cautiously said.

In fact, she had asked those disciples present at the scene, but there was no trace left of Lady Leng’s arm; it had been completely minced.

But how could she dare tell Lady Leng that? How could the lady possibly accept it?

“Who is it, who exactly is it? I will kill him!”

Lady Leng screamed, vowing to kill the person who chopped off her arm, still believing that someone had severed it.

“Did you find out who it was? Capture him for me; I want to tear him to pieces!”

“Uh.”

The nanny choked.

She had understood the circumstances; Lady Leng had triggered an array formation herself and her arm was minced by the formation.

Had she not been thrown clear, she might have been fully pulled in and lost her life; as for who set up the array, none of the disciples present could say.