Chapter 233: Going into Battle

"Have you seen those two powerful forces in the sky over the capital?" Tianming stood at the cave entrance, looking up at the northern sky.

"The seawater is flowing backward; Zhang Huayu has really gone all out this time!" Tianzai said coldly.

"If we don't push him, how can we tell whether he's loyal? Hehe..." Tianming smiled faintly; when he smiled, his expression was terrifying. "I just didn't expect there to be someone in the mortal world who could match Zhang Huayu."

"Such powerful sword qi doesn't belong to the mortal realm; it's strange that Heavenly Dao hasn't seized this person."

"Our mission still looks arduous!" Tianming rubbed his hands, then walked into the cave, saying, "This battle will start with three days and three nights; get a good rest, then we'll see the outcome when we wake up."

……

"Indeed, the battle between Shangguan Yunyi and Old Master Zhang has the trend of lasting three days and three nights."

"Because two days and two nights have already passed."

"Why hasn't the outcome been decided yet!" the Western Desert Sword Devil anxiously rubbed his hands, pacing around the crowd, not knowing how many laps he'd walked.

"Stop walking, you're making my eyes dizzy!" Nun Shang Rong scolded the Western Desert Sword Devil.

"This battle is no small matter!" the Imperial Elder Ancestor said to Yanshan Hai, "What's your opinion?"

"I can't imagine a battle of their level; all I can say is that it's fortunate it's taking place in the sky—if it were on the ground, the entire capital would probably be ruins by now."

The Imperial Elder Ancestor nodded in agreement, saying, "Their strength has already surpassed the limits between heaven and earth; they are likely to provoke Heavenly Dao again."

"No way!" Chen Yi He almost fainted.

Hearing the Imperial Elder Ancestor say that, the others' expressions were no better than Chen Yi He's.

Chen Yi He even said, "If a few more Heavenly Dao beings come down, we might as well surrender our weapons!"

"You're lacking backbone!" Duan Sheng slapped Chen Yi He's shoulder, laughing, "Surrender isn't an option—if we die, we'll take them down with us! Hahaha!"

Chen Yi He glared at Duan Sheng, thinking, "I may want to die alongside them, but I don't have that strength—throwing eggs at stones, overestimating myself."

"But it probably won't open Heavenly Dao again." The Imperial Elder Ancestor added, "Heavenly Dao won't open a second time in a short span; otherwise the order of heaven and earth would collapse, seas would flood, mountains would crumble, the earth would split—then it would truly be the end of the world."

"Amitabha, good, good, I really don't know when this will end!" Monk Le Bei simply grabbed a large stone, sat cross-legged on it, began chanting sutras, and nothing could interrupt his cultivation steps.

"Soon..." the Imperial Elder Ancestor said, his face showing no joy or anger, making it impossible for others to tell whether Shangguan Yunyi was upwind or downwind.

……

"Are your injuries almost healed?" Wu Rong entered the room and asked the Young Palace Master.

Since the last time she saw Wu Rong, over ten days had passed; this was the Young Palace Master's second meeting with him. She was a bit surprised, but still replied, "Much better."

Indeed, she was much better; the Young Palace Master could already get out of bed, move her limbs, and these past few days she could even circulate her true qi to heal herself, speeding up recovery.

"Sect Master." Songzi bowed respectfully to Wu Rong.

"Go rest."

"Yes." Songzi left holding the washbasin.

Only the Young Palace Master and Wu Rong remained in the room.

"Give me your hand, I'll take your pulse." Wu Rong asked the Young Palace Master to sit; each took a chair.

"Uh..." the Young Palace Master felt a bit embarrassed but couldn't refuse, after all Wu Rong was her lifesaver, so she extended her hand.

Wu Rong placed his fingers on the Young Palace Master's wrist, closed his eyes, and carefully felt her pulse and true qi. "Hmm... much improved..."

"Yes, I feel the same." The Young Palace Master withdrew her hand, and just taking her pulse made her blush.

"That's good." Wu Rong withdrew his hand and told the Young Palace Master, "In another half month your injuries will be completely healed, though the damage to your true qi will need half a year to fully recover..."

"I never expected my injuries to be this severe." The Young Palace Master muttered to herself; even though she had figured many things out, thinking of her defeat at another woman's hand still left her somewhat regretful.

"But it's just regret."

"In battle, getting injured is inevitable." Wu Rong paused, then smiled and asked the Young Palace Master, "What will you do next?"

"I don't know." The Young Palace Master shook her head; since leaving the Sword-Leaning Tower, she had no direction.

"My advice is to stay at the Purgatory Sect, heal properly, and go out after a year." Wu Rong told the Young Palace Master, "Being in the Purgatory Sect puts my mind at ease."

"Wouldn't you be more at ease yourself? I'm just an outsider."

"Hehe, I came this time specially to say goodbye to you." Wu Rong said with a smile, as if he were the outsider and you the host here, "I hope that after I leave, you can rest well here and act as my guard for the Purgatory Sect—I don't know if you can take on this thankless task."

"Obviously, I can't." The Young Palace Master directly refused.

"Uh."

"Where are you going?" the Young Palace Master asked.

"The capital."

"What for?"

"Now the Heaven Peace Continent is in trouble, the mortal realm is in trouble; as a mortal, I naturally can't stand by idly—even if I can only contribute a little, I want to give it a try." Wu Rong solemnly told the Young Palace Master, "Just as you said, Chen Yi He is still on the front lines, so I must not be timid—I can't fall short of him!"

"I'll go with you." The Young Palace Master took a breath, as if firming her resolve, and said.

"No, absolutely not! You're seriously injured; you can't go anywhere." Wu Rong also said firmly, "I can't watch you walk to your death."

"I also can't bear to watch you go to your death..." Saying this, the Young Palace Master's face flushed again, and she added, "After all, you saved my life..."

"Hahaha! That's also because you saved my life first! If it weren't for you, I'd have died long ago at the Thousandfold Gate. This needs no discussion—it's settled." Having said that, Wu Rong stood up, bade farewell to the Young Palace Master, and said, "When I return, I'll bring Chen Yi He back with me, and the three of us will have a good drink together."

"I might kill him." The Young Palace Master said coldly, "If you don't bring me, I might also kill you."