I Reloaded the Save File! [Transmigration] - Chapter 58

Less than half an hour later, Mo Xiao returned. Her clothes were spotless, and her hair was neatly combed. She didn’t look like she had just come back from a fight.

“Are you alright?” Zuo Wuyi scrutinized her up and down, left and right, but found no traces of injury on Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao nodded, half-truthfully saying, “I used something my Master left for me and resolved all of them.”

It is true that the item left by Master was used, and they are all dead, but Mo Xiao also paid a significant price.

Mo Xiao relied on the healing pills her Master had given her to recover from her injuries, then changed out of the clothes that were nearly stained red with blood. The identical change of clothes gave Mo Xiao a nearly perfect cover.

“Senior Sister, can you continue the journey?” Mo Xiao asked.

Yun Yu nodded. “I have recovered thirty percent of my spiritual energy now. Let’s set off immediately. The sooner we reach the inn, the sooner we can rest easy.”

Mo Xiao nodded, intending to carry Zuo Wuyi on her back again.

“I’ve changed my mind. I’ll carry you for the rest of the time,” Mo Xiao could deceive Yun Yu and the others, but she couldn’t deceive Zuo Wuyi.

Initially, Zuo Wuyi believed Mo Xiao was not seriously injured, but after carefully observing Mo Xiao’s collar, she realized Mo Xiao had directly changed her clothes instead of simply using a Cleaning Spell on her original ones.

Based on Zuo Wuyi’s understanding of Mo Xiao, if she were just normally changing clothes, there would be no need to deliberately change into an identical outfit. If she did so, she was definitely hiding something.

Mo Xiao frowned slightly. “You are injured. Let me carry you.”

“Are you sure you don’t have any injuries at all?” Zuo Wuyi asked.

Mo Xiao was silent for a moment, avoiding a lie but sidestepping some details. “If you check right now, you won’t find any injuries on me.”

“Me too. I’m already well-rested. Let me carry you,” Zuo Wuyi said, draping the large cloak over Mo Xiao. “If you don’t agree, I’ll just hold you in my arms.”

“…” This was clearly just asking for trouble, so Mo Xiao had no choice but to agree, climbing onto Zuo Wuyi’s back and letting her carry her.

Qiu Wu watched the interaction between the two thoughtfully, then looked at Yun He, who was still blaming herself. After a slight hesitation, she directly lifted Yun He up by the waist.

“Qiu Wu, what are you doing?” Yun He was startled and subconsciously wrapped her arms around Qiu Wu’s neck.

“You were injured while fighting the Icewing Bird before, and now your injuries are compounded. I’ll carry you while we travel,” Qiu Wu said. Her combat strength was slightly inferior, but carrying one person while traveling was very easy for her.

Yun He’s face flushed. “No, no need. I can walk myself. They are just superficial wounds.”

“Yun He, I should count as your good friend, right?” Qiu Wu asked. “Are you unwilling to accept help from a good friend?”

Yun He hesitated. “Then, you should carry me on your back. It’s better for traveling.” Compared to being held in her arms, being carried on the back was a much better option.

“Alright,” Qiu Wu agreed.

Just like that, Yun Yu was completely unaware of what happened. She only felt that in a single moment of distraction, the remaining four people had paired up, leaving her, exhausted and injured, as the pitiful one.

“Let’s go,” Yun Yu suppressed the sadness in her heart. Who told her she was the Eldest Senior Sister? She always had to bear a little more.

Wuwu.

While Mo Xiao and the others were rushing to the inn, in a subterranean dwelling in the middle of the extreme northern region, a Spirit Transformation stage cultivator violently shattered the ornament in front of him.

“How did you look after the Young Master! Where are the people sent to look after him! Are they all dead!” The Spirit Transformation cultivator was furious. He looked at the jade token in his hand, which had turned grey, and almost attacked the person reporting to him.

“Elder, when the Young Master left, he had four Nascent Soul cultivators with him, plus ten skilled Golden Core subordinates…” The person kneeling on the ground was helpless as well. The arrangement had always been this way, and no problems had occurred for over ten years.

Even if casualties occasionally happened, they had used self-detonation to protect the Young Master and bring him back. Moreover, this time the Young Master brought an extra middle Nascent Soul stage protector. There was no reason for anything to go wrong.

“Go and investigate. See what exactly happened to the Young Master…” The Spirit Transformation Elder paused. “You must find the Young Master’s remains and bring them back for a proper burial. Do you understand what I mean?”

“Yes, your subordinate will personally go and search!” The person kneeling on the ground replied, then left the room to gather people.

When the room was left with only the sound of one person’s heartbeat and breathing, the Spirit Transformation cultivator couldn’t help but smile, then turned to look at the portrait in the center.

“Master, your great-grandson, the one who carried the last trace of your bloodline, is gone now too.” The corner of the Spirit Transformation cultivator’s mouth curved slightly. “Once I properly bury the Young Master, shouldn’t your inheritance finally be mine?”

Putting aside the inn’s expensive charges, staying inside was indeed very safe. Because the inn had clear rules: anyone who actively used spiritual energy to fight within the inn would be put on a blacklist, never to enter or approach the inn for the rest of their life.

Therefore, even if you were so severely injured that you couldn’t use spiritual energy, as long as you had enough spirit stones, you could slowly recuperate in the inn until your injuries healed, or until your spirit stones ran out.

The injuries on Mo Xiao and the four others were not severe, but to ensure proper rest, they immediately paid for three days upfront, recuperating while waiting for the current snowstorm to pass, making it easier to continue their journey.

“Our traveling speed is actually very fast. At our current speed, the next inn is two days away. If we don’t stop, we can completely skip this intermediate inn and go straight to the location closest to the center,” Yun Yu analyzed, holding a map.

Because they had paid a large amount of spirit stones upfront, the inn manager had given them an extra map, which detailed the location of every inn and several small supply points.

“If people are coming for the so-called inheritance, there should be many people near this inn,” Zuo Wuyi analyzed. “And the closer to the center, the lower the temperature, and correspondingly, their cultivation levels should be much higher.”

“Indeed,” Yun Yu’s gaze lingered on the center of the extreme northern region. “There are all kinds of people in a place like this. When we go there, we should blend in with the crowd and not stand out too much.”