I Can Record Wonders

Chapter 96: Some Connections, Returning to Familiar Grounds

"Sea Horizon Pavilion!"

"It seems that this person is both talented and daring."

Fu Ning pondered for a moment and realized that the person who had entered the Dragon Breaths, Rivers Form phenomenon earlier was most likely this woman.

Unexpectedly, this woman was able to easily enter the phenomenon that even Ancestral Master Ling Cong couldn't withstand. It seemed that she possessed a treasure that could suppress the storm.

If it weren't for the sudden interference from Changfeng Sect, she might have been able to escape unscathed.

"There's still a breath left."

Fu Ning reached out and felt the woman's body. Although her breath was extremely weak, there was still a glimmer of hope.

He immediately took out a 'Origin Returning Pill' from his body and stuffed it into her mouth.

The Origin Returning Pill dissolved as soon as it entered her mouth, and soon her pale face regained some color.

"She shouldn't die now."

Woo~

The sound of a horn rang out, different from the sound of the 'Whale Bone Horn'. The sound of the horn from Spirit Turtle Island was more resounding.

It turned out that the Spirit Turtle flying boat couldn't bear the weight and Black Feather Scenic Master had to retract it.

The disciples could only summon their own flying Law Weapons.

Yun Niang had just started learning and hadn't refined her own flying Law Weapon yet.

Senior Sister A'na and the disciple from Sea Horizon Pavilion were still unconscious.

Fu Ning immediately summoned White Cloud and carried the four of them towards Spirit Turtle Island.

"Senior Brother?!"

'One Leaf Lotus' was White Lotus Scenic Master's flying Law Weapon.

On the large lotus leaf, White Lotus Scenic Master's face was frosty, while Black Feather Scenic Master sitting beside her had blood at the corners of his mouth and his face was as pale as gold paper.

"It's fine, I won't die!"

Black Feather covered his chest, his expression extremely painful.

Previously, when the Spirit Turtle flying boat was damaged, he had exhausted a large amount of Origin Qi, resulting in severe internal injuries.

*Cough cough cough~*

He took out a bottle of 'Essence Nurturing Pill' from his bosom, poured out a handful without counting the number of pills, and swallowed them in one gulp. Then he forcefully drew in a breath of Origin Qi and entered a meditative state.

Seeing this, White Lotus Scenic Master quickly withdrew her gaze and looked down. The disciples of San Shan each summoned their flying Law Weapons, and the sky was filled with lotus leaves, maple leaves, feathers, and the like.

Among the dense Law Weapons, only one White Cloud stood out.

Thinking of her disciple, White Lotus Scenic Master became even more worried and immediately urged the lotus leaf to approach White Cloud.

"Master!"

Yun Niang's eyes were the quickest, and she immediately saw White Lotus Scenic Master.

Fu Ning also hurriedly saluted, "Greetings, Master Uncle, Greetings, Master Senior Brother."

Seeing that Yun Niang was unharmed and sensing the fluctuations of Origin Qi from A'na's body, White Lotus Scenic Master finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good that everyone is fine."

As soon as she finished speaking, her gaze fell on the unfamiliar woman lying next to A'na.

"Sea Horizon Pavilion!"

Sure enough, White Lotus Scenic Master recognized the woman's identity at a glance.

Sea Horizon Pavilion was the number one sect in the South Sea, and White Lotus Scenic Master had naturally seen it before.

At this moment, Yun Niang quickly said, "Master, this sister fell onto our boat."

"How is her injury?"

"The big fish has already given her medicine, so she will definitely recover."

White Lotus Scenic Master silently looked at Fu Ning and a hint of appreciation flashed in her eyes.

"Sea Horizon Pavilion has some connections with our Spirit Turtle Island. We must take good care of her and not be negligent in the slightest."

"Disciple will remember."

A group of people flew extremely fast, and in just half a day, Spirit Turtle Island appeared in their sight.

"Master, I want... to go back to Left-foot Lane."

"Go back to Left-foot Lane?" White Lotus Scenic Master frowned at first, but quickly thought of Yun Niang's background.

Since coming up the mountain, Yun Niang had been holding her breath. If this continued for a long time, it might give rise to inner demons, which would be a big trouble.

After a moment of contemplation, she nodded, "Alright, I'll accompany you."

Yun Niang was naturally overjoyed upon hearing this.

Under the arrangement of White Lotus Scenic Master, the injured people were temporarily entrusted to the care of the disciples of White Mountain.

Fu Ning, White Lotus Scenic Master, and Yun Niang headed towards Left-foot Lane.

Previously, Fu Ning had been hiding in the abandoned ship bay. This was his first time entering Left-foot Lane.

No, it was his second time.

The first time was when he had just transmigrated. At that time, Yun Niang had saved him while he was still unconscious, and then he was driven out by the Cheng family.

Left-foot Lane was the weakest among the four major lanes.

As they entered the entrance of the lane, they looked up to see a slightly weathered old archway with the words "Left-foot Lane" written on it.

Walking inside, they reached the main street, with various shops on both sides, similar to the Red Mountain Small Market.

However, the types of goods sold were quite different.

Snacks, groceries, fish shops, docks...

The bustling sounds of the street, bargaining, soliciting customers, intertwined to create a strong atmosphere of human life.

Although it was already late afternoon, the street was still bustling with people.

As the three of them walked through the main street, Yun Niang became livelier like a bird released from a cage.

She had grown up here and was very familiar with everything here.

Every time they passed a stall, she couldn't help but introduce it to the two of them.

Finally, when they reached the end of the main street, Fu Ning had already acquired quite a few things.

He had eaten the most, followed by various cheap jewelry and clothing.

What surprised Fu Ning was that White Lotus Scenic Master didn't rush him at all. Instead, he joined Yun Niang in browsing with great interest.

Indeed, women naturally loved shopping.

Fu Ning had been following behind the two of them, remaining vigilant of the surroundings. He hadn't forgotten that the Demon Sect had appeared on Spirit Turtle Island.

However, after going around in a circle, they didn't see anyone from the Demon Sect. Instead, they saw several suspicious-looking commoners who even saluted Fu Ning in secret.

Soon, Fu Ning understood: they mistook him for a noble envoy.

In response, Fu Ning didn't hold back and responded to all of them with a cold gaze.

Finally, when they reached the end of the main street, Yun Niang and White Lotus Scenic Master turned into a nearby alley.

They walked to the deepest part of the alley.

A courtyard appeared in front of the three of them.

The courtyard had blue tiles and white walls, a feng shui treasure, but the outer perimeter was slightly dilapidated, with peeling wall plaster and moss growing in the corners.

The gate of the courtyard was tightly closed, with the sign "Cheng Residence" hanging on it.

This courtyard was built by Yun Niang's father, Cheng Ping. The courtyard was more magnificent than others.

But Cheng Ping had passed away many years ago, and now the courtyard belonged to Cheng An.

For Yun Niang, most of the memories in this courtyard were not pleasant, but she still cherished it.

Because this courtyard carried her origins, her growth, and the traces of her parents.

After a few gentle knocks, a young servant came out of the courtyard.

He glanced at the three of them, and his gaze paused on Fu Ning's face for a moment.

"Cough cough cough~"

Fu Ning covered his mouth with one hand and hid the other in his sleeve. He suppressed the trembling of his upper body, as if one could see blood on the hand that would be revealed in the next moment.

The servant's eyes lit up: there was no doubt that this person was the "noble envoy"!

Intravenous therapy, and one more day to go. After that, I should be able to resume regular updates. Thank you for your understanding.

(End of this chapter)