Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road - Chapter 722

Chapter 722: The Roots of Awakening Elixir Chapter 722: The Roots of Awakening Elixir Jun Mu Jin’s questions were remarkably insightful.

“I don’t know who I am; it’s complicated,” Shenlian Yingyue sighed.  Initially, she had been a vicious cannon fodder character who provoked the heroine.

Later, she became the antagonist-a ‘variety’ that the world had to eliminate to clear the path for the daughter of destiny.

“When are we going to leave here?” Noticing that Shenlian Yingyue was struggling to explain, Jun Mu Jin decided to change the subject.

“Are you really going to leave with us?

But what about your parents?” Shenlian Yingyue asked, doubt etched across her face.

“People will eventually move on,” Jun Mu Jin replied, lifting the corner of her lips in a slight smile.

What she meant was that if she were gone, her parents might feel upset and heartbroken, but they would inevitably move on.

“Little Tulip, they are your parents.

They love you very much.

You can’t just leave them without telling them anything,” Shenlian Yingyue said, her brows furrowing.  She understood the reason that turned Little Tulip into the heartless and ruthless person, but she never expected her to be this callous.  Jun Mu Jin remained silent, her thoughts drifted.

Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the table.

With every knock, the air conditioning in the room seemed to grow colder.

Throughout the conversation, no one intervened, but Ju Fulin’s gaze was fixed on Jun Mu Jin’s face.

“You go on; I have something to do.” Suddenly, Huang Bai Xing stood up and left the room.

Shenlian Yingyue tilted her head in confusion, but her attention was quickly drawn back to Jun Mu Jin.

“I have a way to tell my parents.

Tell me, how do I leave here?” Jun Mu Jin took another sip of the red wine.

“This…” Shenlian Yingyue paused to think.

{Master, her body is mortal.

She cannot leave with her unless you place her in the Ethereal Small World…} Before Zhiyi could elaborate, Jun Mu Yang interrupted.

{Absolutely not!

Never let her enter here!} Jun Mu Yang refused decisively.  Everyone exchanged weird glances, understanding each other’s unspoken decision.

{Another option is for her to absorb the spiritual power.

However, the spiritual power here is so scarce that it could take thousands of years for her to establish her foundation.

Not to mention, we don’t even know if she has a spiritual root.} Shenlian Yinzhu explained.

{Why don’t we test her spiritual root first, Yue?} Bing Xue suggested.

Shenlian Yingyue nodded.

Before Shenlian Yingyue took out the crystal ball from her small world, she made sure that all recording devices in the room were disabled.

This alarmed the guards here.

The security guards wanted to rush in, but Jun Mu Jin was quicker, commanding everyone to remain outside.  Who would dare to disobey or question the young miss?

Only someone seeking death would risk that!

“I have this.” Ji Fulin suddenly pulled out a crystal ball from his spatial ring and handed it to Shenlian Yingyue.

He had truly prepared everything for his beloved.

“Little Tulip, put your hand here,” Shenlian Yingyue said, seemingly unfazed by Ji Fulin’s meticulous preparations.

She snapped her fingers, and the crystal ball suddenly floated into the air, approaching Jun Mu Jin.

Jun Mu Jin was amazed.

She never expected to see something like this; it felt as though she were in a movie where magic existed.

Her eyes widened in wonder.

Ji Fulin was happy to see his beloved woman’s excitement but soon, his smile disappeared as Jun Mu Jin’s face turned dark because the crystal ball didn’t respond or shine when she placed her hand on it.

Even if she knew nothing about the cultivation world, she also knew that she failed something.

“It’s not working.

You need to wash your marrow and bones first,” Shenlian Yingyue explained, shaking her head as she formulated a plan.

“I have the Roots of Awakening Elixir,” Ji Fulin said, handing her a small bottle of golden elixir once again.

Shenlian Yingyue stared in disbelief.  The Roots of Awakening Elixir had the power to change a person’s fate, allowing a waste with no spiritual roots to be reborn with them, enabling the practice of immortality.

He really has thought of everything!

Where could he have obtained such a precious item?

This was a treasure that every mortal would wish to possess!

Jun Mu Jin frowned but accepted the elixir.

She wanted to distance herself from this man; she hated the way he looked at her, but she also wanted to get out of this place.

“It’s okay; I don’t want anything in return,” Ji Fulin said, sensing her discomfort and reassuring her with his gentle voice.

His tone sent a shiver down Shenlian Yingyue’s spine.

“I will repay you in the future,” Jun Mu Jin said, her indifference wavering as she recognized the elixir’s value from the expressions of those around her.

Without hesitation, she took a large gulp of the potion.

“Wait…” Shenlian Yingyue called out, but it was too late to stop her.

Almost immediately, Jun Mu Jin’s expression shifted.

Pain washed over her, and cyan veins erupted along her forehead and body.

She gripped the arms of her chair tightly, struggling to escape the room.

She had not anticipated such intense agony; it felt as if thousands of needles were being injected into her skin, drawing all the blood from her body as it was replaced with something new.

Finally, she mustered the strength to rush out and ran to her own room.

It was clear that the Jun family loved her deeply, having constructed a private room in this restaurant so she could rest after enjoying her meals.

All the way, no one caught her because she had already commanded them not to come to this floor.

Shenlian Yingyue wanted to chase after her, but Ji Fulin stopped her.

“I’ll go check on her,” he said before disappearing from the room.

Immediately, Shenlian Yingyue waved her hand to disrupt the signal in the area so that the cameras wouldn’t capture him appearing out of nowhere.

“How reckless!” Hong Zuan shook his head.

Shenlian Yingyue sat calmly in her chair, looking out the window with a serene expression.

“A’Yang, aren’t you worried about her?” she asked.

“She won’t die.

If she can’t endure this pain, how could she be worthy of following you, Yue’er?” A tall figure stepped out from the small world.

He gently stroked her head and kissed her hair.

“A’Yang, what do you mean by that?” Shenlian Yingyue felt increasingly confused.

Before Jun Mu Yang could respond, someone approached the room, forcing him to retreat back into the small world.

“Bang!!” Suddenly, the door was thrust open; it was more accurate to say it was kicked open.