The Elixir is for You, The Poison is for Me

#461 - Emergency

Wen Lun's words were relatively tactful, but they indirectly hinted at her dissatisfaction with Lu Jing.

Lu Jing could actually understand this, after all, the questions he had raised earlier sounded a bit far-fetched, but he wasn't deliberately trying to find fault. The key issue was that, based on the existing logical deductions, Lu Jing found it difficult to find a motive for Jin Duoduo to kill.

But the problem was that all the evidence now indicated that only Jin Duoduo had the objective conditions to kill Jiang Lei. It was this contradiction that forced Lu Jing to consider other possibilities.

However, after chatting with Wen Lun tonight, it was as if all of Lu Jing's guesses had been sentenced to death.

"If Grandmaster Lu has no other questions, then I will return to my residence first. After all, a lot has happened today, and I need to be alone to calm down."

Seeing that Lu Jing hadn't spoken for a long time, Wen Lun took the initiative to speak.

Lu Jing could only say upon hearing this, "Madam Jiang, please take care. I am eager to catch the murderer and don't want the real culprit to escape. Therefore, there may have been some offenses in my previous inquiries. I hope Madam Jiang won't take it to heart."

Wen Lun nodded, "I can understand, and I also hope that Grandmaster Lu can be impartial and not be blinded by money."

Lu Jing smiled wryly upon hearing this, knowing that his previous talk about lacking money had made Wen Lun suspicious, feeling that his questions just now had the suspicion of helping Jin Duoduo get away with it.

However, Wen Lun only hinted at it and didn't say anything further. She just walked down from the wooden bridge and calmly walked into the darkness.

Lu Jing looked at her departing back and had to admit that, as a widow, Wen Lun had indeed shown extraordinary composure.

Lu Jing even felt that Wen Lun's composure was a bit too much. Even though she had always been known for her resourcefulness, her husband, with whom she had lived for more than ten years, had just died tragically, and she could still be so calm. Perhaps she could already be called cold-blooded.

However, the love story between her and Jiang Lei was already well-known in the martial world and admired by many young men and women. Could it be that fairy tales are really all lies?

Lu Jing shook his head and decided to shift his attention away from Wen Lun and stop thinking about who the murderer was for now.

He walked along the pond to a grove of apricot trees behind the wooden bridge, looked around, and seeing that there was no one around, he pinched a magic seal and began to cast Flourishing Growth on an apricot tree.

There was no other way. This was the homework he had to complete every day without fail, even if he left the academy. Otherwise, before he found the murderer, Lu Jing himself would be burst to death by the secret force, which would be a big joke.

As streaks of Flourishing Growth fell, Lu Jing felt the secret force in his Niwan Palace rapidly decreasing, which gave him a sense of relief like finally being released after holding back urine for a long time.

Lu Jing also paid special attention not to use Flourishing Growth on one apricot tree continuously, but to release it while walking around, circling around the apricot grove, so that each tree could get growth, euphemistically called equal distribution of rain and dew, but in reality, it was to prevent the people in the Wen family manor from discovering too many clues early the next morning.

After releasing the Druid secret technique, Lu Jing simply cultivated his Sword Control Technique in the forest, using up the remaining secret force as well.

While using it, Lu Jing couldn't help but sigh, this is too inconvenient.

Generally, after people leave the academy, whether casting spells or setting up formations, the consumption of secret force will greatly increase. However, Lu Jing calculated the time and found that there was no change on his side at all.

Whether it was the speed of secret force consumption or the difficulty of casting spells, there was no difference from being in the academy, which meant that he couldn't find a convenient place to consume secret force in the future. This was probably one of the disadvantages of having his own secret force.

It wasn't until he had used up the last bit of secret force in his Niwan Palace that Lu Jing stood up again and walked towards his residence. As a result, he unexpectedly bumped into a figure who was also returning in a hurry under the moonlight.

Lu Jing recognized that the person was Yu Wenyu and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

After all, it was already Chou time (1-3 AM), and most people would have gone to bed long ago. Apart from him, who was stroking trees in the middle of the night to save his life, no one should be wandering around outside.

In particular, Lu Jing also noticed that Yu Wenyu's face looked very pale, and his eyes were a bit dull, looking like he had contracted some kind of acute illness.

So Lu Jing asked with concern, "Grandmaster Yu, is there anything wrong with your health?"

Yu Wenyu was currently lost in thought, thinking about something, and didn't notice Lu Jing walking towards him. Hearing this voice, he was startled, and one hand subconsciously pressed on the hilt of his sword, but after seeing that the person was Lu Jing, he put his hand back down.

Then, a somewhat awkward expression appeared on his face, and it seemed that there was also a faint hint of nervousness in his eyes. He waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing. I'm fine, it's just... I couldn't sleep a bit in the middle of the night, so I came out for a stroll. But Grandmaster Lu, why can't you sleep either?"

"Oh, I have a habit of practicing Kung Fu at midnight. I just practiced a few sets of punches in the apricot forest over there," Lu Jing fabricated. After a pause, seeing that Yu Wenyu's face was still very ugly, he kindly said, "Grandmaster Yu, do you really not need to see a doctor?"

"No need, this is a chronic illness that I developed half a year ago from practicing Kung Fu incorrectly. It will flare up from time to time, and medicine and acupuncture are of no use. Fortunately, it's not too serious, just bear with it and it will pass," Yu Wenyu forced a smile on his face.

"If it's a problem with internal injuries, I might be able to try," Lu Jing had been coveting Yu Wenyu's internal strength cultivation for some time. Hearing him say this, he immediately seized the opportunity, ostensibly to help Yu Wenyu treat his hidden injuries, but in reality, he wanted to secretly consume a wave of his own internal force.

However, Yu Wenyu didn't give Lu Jing this opportunity and still shook his head and refused, "No need, Yu appreciates Grandmaster Lu's kindness, but my injury is really incurable, otherwise I wouldn't have dragged it on until now."

"Alright," Lu Jing didn't force it. After all, healing injuries also requires trust. Allowing other people's internal force to enter one's own meridians is equivalent to entrusting one's life to that person's hands. Once the other party has any malicious intentions, they can at least break the heart meridian of the injured person with a little force.

With Lu Jing and Yu Wenyu's paper-thin friendship, it was normal for Yu Wenyu not to want to take the risk.

So Lu Jing left Yu Wenyu alone to slowly recover outside, while he prepared to go back to his room to rest. As a result, before leaving, he heard Yu Wenyu say, "That... Grandmaster Lu, please help me keep my injury a secret, otherwise I'm worried that there will be villains in the future... taking the opportunity to attack me."

Lu Jing nodded, "Grandmaster Yu, don't worry, I will definitely not talk nonsense about this kind of thing."