Chapter 236: You… Won’t Save Them? 【 Supporting Character Chunxi Appears 】
Xuan Gui raised his sword, and Ming Zhaoshuang raised her talisman.
“Crashing Wave Sky-Splitting Slash!”
“Mountain Shattering, Peak Collapsing, Fiercely Sky-Rending!”
One person fought the enemy, one person fought the ground.
Ming Zhaoshuang’s talisman did not fly towards Xuan Gui, but was instead thrown onto the ground.
Water vapor surged, and firelight blazed in the sky.
The explosion was extremely tumultuous, and after a long time, a young girl could be seen standing calmly amidst the rolling smoke.
Her expression was calm, almost indifferent.
She couldn’t hit Xuan Gui; he was in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and she could never unleash the true power of the Zhenhanliu Talisman.
But the Zhenhanliu Talisman was truly powerful, and even its residual might was enough to injure Xuan Gui.
Since it would be residual power either way, she simply threw the Explosion Talisman directly onto the ground of the Gui Xuan Merchant Guild, intending to destroy the land Meridians of the Gui Xuan Merchant Guild.
Thus, she could…
Mimi on the side raised a paw: “Master, Master! Hurry and destroy this formation, my backlash will be even smaller!”
Xie Yanning on the side also wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth: “Me too.”
This would buy her two teammates a sliver of survival.
With the formation loosened, Mimi, who was a Divine Beast in the Mahayana Stage, was more than capable of fighting multiple opponents, let alone with Xie Yanning added.
The two, feeling more at ease, finally saw the demonic energy speeding towards Qin Feilong.
It had already hit Qin Feilong!
Qin Feilong clearly knew there was something strange about him. He tilted his head and looked at Xuan Gui, without fear, and even with a hint of expectation.
However, in the next moment, he let out a scream.
“Ahhhh—ah!”
That demonic energy was extremely powerful, tearing at his meridians and shaking his flesh and blood. Standing before that dark demonic energy, he seemed insignificant, helpless, and in immense pain.
“Qingyan, go!”
A long sword appeared in front of Qin Feilong, and the spiritual power within it formed a protective shield around him.
Xie Yanning moved with grace, her spine straight, like a bamboo burned by flames.
Unyielding, forever possessing integrity.
Blood stained the corner of her mouth, she turned to look at Qin Feilong and shouted: “What are you coming back for! Causing trouble!”
She was in great pain all over her body now, so much so that her usually fierce scolding was a bit gentler, but her gaze was still as clear and solitary as before.
Although Qin Feilong usually didn’t get along with Xie Yanning, he knew that now was not the time for them to argue.
He looked at the ferociously powerful demonic energy, at Ming Zhaoshuang who was still confronting the Demon Emperor not far away, and at Xie Yanning’s increasingly contorted face as she resisted this demonic energy, and felt an unparalleled sense of peace.
He walked out of that protective shield.
It was as if he had stepped into an abyss, floundering within it, his mouth completely blocked, and his life force dwindling.
He could have easily taken a step back and hidden behind Xie Yanning, letting her bear the pain for him, yet he stood tall and chest out, struggling within this demonic energy filled with barbarism and bloodshed, until he was exhausted.
He didn’t look back.
Because he knew that only when he was in unbearable pain, only when he was on the verge of death, would that person come out.
Only when she came out could he save Ming Zhaoshuang and Xie Yanning.
Qin Feilong felt his vision blurring, so much so that he finally saw the figure he had long awaited.
He suddenly knelt, his voice weak: “I’m not here to cause trouble.”
He was here to save them.
Almost at the same time Qin Feilong spoke, his body instantly erupted with dazzling light, and a curse seal rapidly flowed and echoed around him.
Standing before the curse seal was an immortal fairy in white clothes.
The immortal fairy was pure white and exuded a cold aura. Although she did not possess the beauty of Luoshen or Guye, she had the presence of the Empress of the Northern Regions or the Queen Mother. Especially her phoenix-shaped eyes with upturned tails, containing authority without showing it, instilled fear and trepidation.
She drew her sword, completely blocking the attack for Qin Feilong.
Qin Feilong propped himself up with his sword and looked at her.
The Seventh Elder of the Sword Sect, the strongest female sword cultivator in the Upper Cultivation World, Chunxi.
And also… his mother.
Although her cultivation had not yet reached the Tribulation Crossing Stage, she was not far from breaking through. In at most a hundred years, she would be able to break through to the Tribulation Crossing Stage, becoming the second female Tribulation Crossing Stage cultivator in the Upper Cultivation World, aside from Qichun Mountain.
Of course, this was merely an illusory shadow.
Chunxi’s gaze swept over, and she saw Xie Yanning standing behind Qin Feilong. The latter pursed her lips at her.
“Master.”
Chunxi frowned and said displeasedly: “You still remember me as your master. To come here for a man, and even use the Golden Jade Rotten Cotton Technique, you’ve truly gone mad!”
Xie Yanning’s voice was neither servile nor overbearing: “This disciple is not mad; it is very worth it for A Zhou.”
Chunxi couldn’t be bothered with her.
She lowered her eyes slightly and looked towards Changming.
This sword was a magical artifact used by Feng He Du Xian tens of thousands of years ago, made from the tailbone of Fusang, the progenitor of the Phoenix Race in the ancient era. It could be called a World-Creating Divine Artifact, but unfortunately, after Feng He Du Xian’s death, it returned to the Sword Tomb, and for tens of thousands of years, no one had been able to unseal it.
When she ascended the Heavenly Ladder and entered the Sword Tomb, she had also wanted to subdue this long sword.
However, it had always refused to yield.
Chunxi could only regret it and chose another divine tool.
Even so, she was the only cultivator in the entire Sword Sect, besides her elder brother, to possess a divine tool, which had drawn the envy of countless people.
Not long ago, there was a disturbance in the Sword Tomb, and all the swords trembled. After Chunxi probed with her divine sense, she discovered that the Changming Sword had broken through space-time and disappeared!
For this, Chunxi could only think of one reason.
That was that Feng He, the master of Changming, had reappeared in the mortal world.
Only a divine tool recognizing a master could achieve such a feat, but since the Changming Sword had manifested, besides following the Phoenix God Fusang, it had only followed one person, Feng He.
Chunxi did not believe that anyone else could make Changming recognize them as a master while the Sword Tomb was sealed.
Her powerful divine sense searched for the aura of the soul and finally fixed its gaze on Ming Zhaoshuang with a cold expression.
“Pure Radiance Immortal Maiden, your disciple killed my dog son. You won’t actually shelter her to this extent, will you?”
Xuan Gui became somewhat cautious upon seeing Chunxi appear.
He was naturally not afraid of Chunxi, as no matter how powerful she was, she was still just a Mahayana Stage cultivator. However, Chunxi was the Sword Sect Master’s sister, representing the Sword Sect of the Upper Realm.
The Sword Sect was full of masters, and he did not need to confront the Sword Sect at this time.
Chunxi pursed her lips: “This Seat has always been fair and never shelters anyone. If Xie Yanning killed your fifth son, even if she is this Seat’s personal disciple, you can do as you please with her.”
“I have only come here to save my son’s life.”
Xie Yanning heard this and her gaze remained indifferent, showing no surprise.
Chunxi had always prioritized the interests of the Sword Sect. She had long known that after she killed the Fifth Prince of the Demon Realm for Jiu Zhou, she was bound to be disfavored by her. Therefore, she was not too surprised to hear this answer.
She just didn’t expect that Qin Feilong, with all his useless junk, aside from his bloodline and the Primordial Brush, would actually be Chunxi’s son.
Truly, it was beyond her expectations.
But Qin Feilong heard this and was exceptionally incredulous. He looked at Chunxi: “You… won’t save them?”
