The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 274 - 273: Can’t Die, Not Needed

Chapter 274: Chapter 273: Can’t Die, Not Needed

Qu Tong returned to Luyi Star before the new year.

After Old Man Yuan repeatedly increased the dosage, his Spirit Sea had mostly healed and should be fully recovered before long.

Qu Tong had asked him if he had any plans to take on disciples, yet Old Yuan was solely focused on his elixir research.

Qu Tong sighed. No wonder he couldn’t surpass Lan Jianghong.

While others chased fame and fortune, making waves outside, Old Yuan toiled away solo in his laboratory, even taking care of cleaning the instruments and materials himself.

It was only later that Qu Tong found out Old Yuan never knew who had ruined his Spirit Sea. He had merely drunk something he shouldn’t have at a banquet.

He had suspected Lan Jianghong, but over the years, he had found no evidence.

The Seven-leaf Heart had bloomed, and she had specifically returned to harvest it.

The flowering period of the Seven-leaf Heart was very brief, lasting only three days.

Qu Tong had stayed on Luyi Star for just one day before rushing back to Capital Star.

Two days before the new year, Xu An and Fei Wenxing rarely all returned, and the first thing they did was to go to Drunken Star River for a big meal together.

Rong Yueqing and Song Ke did not come.

Rong Yueqing still had no news of Rong Chengjue, and Song Ke had a family banquet to attend.

Thanks to their last livestream, Drunken Star River had added seafood BBQ to the menu, but only 20 portions were available each day.

They had reserved in advance, naturally securing a portion for themselves.

Xu An and the three others were tanned to varying degrees. In contrast, Qu Tong, with her strikingly pale luminescence, stood out even more among them.

The two from Fei Wenxing ate voraciously, as if they had fled back from a disaster.

After filling up, they began almost in unison to criticize their respective older brothers.

Later, they agreed to spar in the underground Mecha arena. Qu Tong was also dragged along to participate, and of course, ended up winning 20,000 Star Coins from each of them.

"It’s not fair," Fei Wenxing lamented while pounding his chest on the edge of the ring, "Sister Tong has the weakest physique, and despite all my hard training, I’m still the one who loses."

Qu Tong returned He Zhou’s 20,000 Star Coins, but he refused to take them, bursting into laughter and saying, "Captain, a bet’s a bet. You don’t need to make special exceptions for me."

Qu Tong glanced at He Zhou, didn’t insist, and handed them over.

He Zhou continued to call Qu Tong captain, just as he did during the military league. He was always the least noticeable in their small team but was also quietly and persistently growing.

Xu An and He Zhou had to go maintenance their Mechas. Qu Tong went with them but didn’t need to maintain hers as she didn’t use her Mecha frequently.

By the time they returned, it was already evening.

Snowflakes began to fall from the sky once more. Qu Tong didn’t ask anyone to pick her up and instead hailed a hover car.

However, she didn’t remember the road home having such a large expanse of ruins. If she recalled correctly, this old city area should be a cluster of uninhabited old houses.

The hover car couldn’t fly high and had to detour around.

Just as she detoured into the back alley, she sensed an unusual air, an extremely chaotic spiritual power.

Someone was having a Mental Outburst nearby!

No wonder the place was in such a mess.

Qu Tong didn’t want to go around, so she simply got off the hover car, ending the trip, rather than paying threefold compensation for damage to public property.

After walking some distance, she saw a person lying in the snow.

Qu Tong never expected to see Rong Chengjue again under such circumstances.

His golden hair was stained with blood, the marks on his body blurred by the snowflakes; he lay in a tattered coat, huddled on the ground, his wild spiritual power still spreading, seeking to destroy something.

His breathing was faint; his hand clenched a handful of snow, his knuckles white, trembling, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

At this moment, Rong Chengjue’s consciousness was beginning to dissipate, fueled only by a feeble destructive urge, making him seem slightly insane.

Cold, bone-chillingly cold.

He probably won’t make it through this winter.

It’s somewhat unbearable.

More than just a bit.

Very unbearable!

His Spirit Sea was tumultuous and fiery, but his body was cold, his blood was cold, even the air was cold.

He couldn’t even distinguish where he was now lying, whether in the dark dungeons of the Imperial Palace or in the thick pool of blood of a Star Beast on Huangxing...

Qu Tong walked up to Rong Chengjue, and the man on the ground, who had obviously passed out, couldn’t possibly notice her.

The raging spiritual power around her couldn’t affect her in the slightest.

Why was it every time she saw him, he was in such a miserable state?

As Rong Chengjue was eroded by endless pain and darkness, he felt a trace of warmth on the back of his hand, a coolness flowing into his blood, but it was a completely different sensation from the cold, bringing a moment of clarity to his consciousness.

Feeling the warmth leave him, Rong Chengjue reached out instinctively to grab it but caught nothing.

A familiar cold voice entered his ears.

"Rong Chengjue, it’s snowing, the New Year is coming, it’s time to go home."

Rong Chengjue lifted his dirty head, staring blankly at the ethereal figure before him, as if gazing upon a deity.

The deity seemed to be smiling, showing pity, and mocking.

His vision blurred, he could no longer see clearly.

Seeing that Rong Chengjue had regained consciousness, Qu Tong placed an elixir in front of him, said nothing, and left.

It was not until her figure had disappeared that Rong Chengjue withdrew his gaze, picked up the elixir from the ground, and sat up against the wall.

The elixir shone pearlescent with starlight, its ordinary glass vial packaging betrayed nothing of its costly value, yet it was a coveted rarity that many would spend fortunes on in vain.

Rong Chengjue took the elixir and waited in the snowy night for his Spirit Sea to calm down.

Snowflakes fell on his face, bringing a touch of coolness, yet lacking the prior ice-cold chill.

He had taken too many Void Crystal Stones and half-finished elixirs before; surviving was already a miracle. Though his strength was forcibly elevated to SSS-rank in the face of death, his Mental Outburst was weaker, more enduring, and more frequent than ordinary people’s, requiring more elixirs.

This was also one of the reasons he came to the Canaan Empire.

"Brother!" Rong Yueqing’s call echoed from outside the alley.

Rong Chengjue didn’t have the strength to respond, only waiting for her to find her way to him.

Soon enough, Rong Yueqing found Rong Chengjue and draped a mink cloak over him, helping him into the floating car.

"Brother, are you alright?" Rong Yueqing looked at Rong Chengjue frantically, bloodied as he was. Although it wasn’t her first time seeing him like this, she was still very worried.

Rong Chengjue’s eyes remained dark and silent, still not responding.

Rong Yueqing stuffed a hot water bag inside the mink coat and said, "The Prince’s Consort said you were nearly frozen to death."

Rong Chengjue looked up at Rong Yueqing, picked up the hot water bag, and tossed it out of the floating car.

"What are you doing, brother!"

Rong Yueqing was angry, puffing her cheeks and glaring at Rong Chengjue.

"Not needed," Rong Chengjue said coldly.

Heh, it’s not as if I’m going to die. I don’t need it. What I want, I don’t have.

Luckily for Rong Chengjue, Rong Yueqing had a good temperament and, considering his injuries, refrained from throwing him out along with it.

When Qu Tong returned home, she found Butler Chi pacing back and forth at the manor entrance, his steps already wearing out a clear space on the ground.

The moment he saw Qu Tong, he approached eagerly, "Oh my lady, where have you been? Didn’t you have your Light Brain on you? I tried to communicate, but no one answered."

"If you didn’t come back soon, I was ready to mobilize everyone to search for you."