Chapter 397: Monarch's Arrival

A cliff outside Kongdong.

The silent man with one arm and a sword landed on the cliff top. He was in old clothes, his long hair unkempt, his face carved like a knife, and his left cheek was covered with strange patterns that seemed to be breathing, spreading all the way to his neck.

The entire sword was wrapped in thin shackles.

The thirty-nine-year-old Terrace Master of Shaolong of the Immortal Platform, 【Prison Fox】 Zhang Xiaozhu.

At this time, his brows were slightly furrowed as he waited for something, his fingers tapping lightly on the sword scabbard—on this cold man, this was a weak emotion that was extremely difficult to reveal.

Only after a while, the black-clothed, white-haired old man Xiao Tuo walked out of the mountain formation. The unsheathed sword blade hung obliquely at his waist, and the dark color on his clothes was soaked in blood.

"Sorry to keep the Terrace Master waiting." Sui Zaihua's voice was a bit tired. "It seems we didn't meet?"

"Kongdong is vast, no different from finding a needle in the sea." Zhang Xiaozhu said in a low voice. "Inspector Wu—"

Sui Zaihua was silent for a moment and said softly: "Verification, passed away."

"." Zhang Xiaozhu closed his eyes. "Is there really no clue about the direction they fled?"

"It is the 'Roaming Heaven Scroll' from the rumors. I was not present at the time either."

". Then it can only be so."

"It can only be so." Sui Zaihua repeated. "This is the only feasible and fastest way—wanting to find them before the enemy does was already a slim hope."

Zhang Xiaozhu was silent, looking at the vast rainy mountains.

"This case is steep and sudden, and no one expected such a section before." Sui Zaihua lowered his head to wipe the rain from his sword and looked up. "Many things are already beyond redemption. Only starting from now... stop everything."

Zhang Xiaozhu was still silent, looking in the direction of the Kongdong mountain gate. After a long while, he said: "Collecting the corpse for the descendant of Yunlang is truly something I never thought of."

Sui Zaihua wanted to say more, but suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked in the same direction as Zhang Xiaozhu.

A profound Qi swept out from there and disappeared into the vast rainy mountains.

"Let's go."

This was the third hour since Seeing Pei Ye and they entered the cliff cave. The rescue they were looking forward to was still a hundred miles away.

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Sea of clouds.

Round-walled sword platform.

Everything returned to tranquility.

The god-like woman was pierced through the heart by the glaze long sword and nailed to the engraved "Guxie Heart Scripture." The girl stood before her, with only a tall and straight back, and the somewhat broken white clothes fluttered in the morning breeze.

Seeing Pei Ye walked up somewhat staggeringly, his sideburns also cut and scattered in the sword Qi just now, as if he couldn't quite believe the settlement of victory: "Did we... win?"

"Hmm." Ming Yun nodded and said softly, "In this way, the 'Heavenly Heart' is controlled."

"." Seeing Pei Ye opened his mouth several times, but didn't say anything, finally just lowering his head.

But he soon raised it again, his breath somewhat intermittent as he looked at the girl: ". How is it, is there a way to control it?"

Ming Yun looked at the woman who seemed to be frozen on the wall and shook her head gently: "Wanting to hold the 'Heavenly Heart' in one's hand is now just a journey of a thousand miles, starting with the first step."

"'Heavenly Heart' is only defeated, not broken. Before finding her position from 'Mingxin,' as long as this sword is pulled out, everything just now will repeat itself," Ming Yun said.

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Silence for a moment.

In the silence, Seeing Pei Ye suddenly tilted his head: "Then what about humiliating her, do you think it's useful?"

". What?" Ming Yun was stunned for the first time.

"It's... humiliation. Don't you know how to humiliate people?" The boy looked at her. "When I defeat others in their most proficient field... I always leave a couple of words."

"It's very refreshing," he added.

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"Oh, then you humiliate her." Ming Yun looked at him quietly.

Seeing Pei Ye really looked at the woman nailed to the wall. There was no blood, and no miserable appearance. Even at this time, she was still like a goddess above the clouds. Until his gaze touched that lofty, clear, and familiar face... he abruptly avoided his gaze.

"No, no... forget it." Seeing Pei Ye waved his hand repeatedly, looked at Ming Yun, and even felt a bit worried that it was really misunderstood, lowering his head to look at her and explaining in a low voice, ". I was joking."

Ming Yun lowered her eyes and curled the corners of her mouth, but soon pursed her lips lightly without speaking.

She of course knew he was joking on purpose—precisely because now was not a relaxed moment for joking.

Ming Yun looked at the boy. Every word of his was hoarse and intermittent, weak as if he could dissipate at any time, and his body was covered with large gaps cut by sword Qi.

This was a battle of the state of mind, and the boy's state of mind had long been precarious. After this fight, he had almost burned himself out... but everything was still not satisfactory.

Yes, they had defeated the Heavenly Heart, but this only stopped Guxie from harming this body.

This was not the path originally prescribed by the "Guxie Heart Scripture"—since you have suppressed the "Heavenly Heart," it is naturally very difficult to regain the power of "Guxie."

They had discussed this matter.

If the winner was the Heavenly Heart, then the woman could immediately regain control of the Guxie true Qi and step into the second realm of "Guxie." Even in serious injury, her strength might surpass her original peak.

But if the winner was Mingxin, then things would be much more troublesome.

This was a new path that had not been walked before.

At other times, this might be the situation the woman was looking forward to—Mingxin and Guxie separated, and Mingxin had truly defeated it.

This meant Guxie could possibly be controlled by her as an object, just as Ming Yun said. It could be a sharp sword, a very beautiful piece of clothing... although this required long and detailed exploration.

The way the Huan Si Tower made the woman lose the ability to resist in a short time was originally to advance the death pass she had to pass. Now that she had crossed this pass, the woman should naturally obtain invaluable gains.

But now was not "other times."

There was no time more in need of the woman's power than now.

Need her to regain control of the Guxie true Qi, regain her grip on the glaze, drag this wounded body, and turn to face the pursuers who had already arrived behind them.

There had never been any other possible rescue.

This was the vast and boundless Great Kongdong. Only the boy and the woman were leaning on each other in the wind and rain with serious injuries. They had exhausted all their efforts to hide, but the powerful enemy still found them.

There was no power to resist, and everything would end in half a breath.

The woman could not complete the control of Guxie with Mingxin in such a short time. The only method was "reconciliation"—trying to return to everything before it happened, reuniting Mingxin and Guxie, repairing the broken mirror, and making the "Guxie Heart Scripture"... recover as much operation as possible.

Then she could carry a serious injury and use this half-crippled "Guxie" that didn't know when it would collapse again as a weapon to fight for a glimmer of victory from the two powerful enemies.

Because she was Ming Qitian, so she believed she could complete such a miracle again.

The price paid first included giving up the gains of this breakthrough, and even burying hidden dangers after repairing the broken mirror—of course, they were not so important in the face of the current situation.

Being able to stop the collapse of the "Ice and Snow Body," and even being able to let the woman pick up the sword again to face the enemy, was already a skylight opened in a desperate situation.

This was precisely where this victory appeared so heavy.

When they chose to let Mingxin live, they chose such a path that was extremely difficult and tortuous... and not necessarily successful.

She also knew this would make the weak boy behind her dejected and silent.

But Ming Yun was not very good at comforting people. After a moment of silence, she put down the glaze, and with no expression, raised her hand toward the god-like body before her.

Originally one person, just reunite into one body.

But her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Ming Yun turned her head in a daze. Seeing Pei Ye looked at her and said weakly and softly: "Miss Ming... let me do it."

". What?" Ming Yun didn't understand for a moment.

"When I willfully chose to confront the Heavenly Heart, I had already thought it through." The boy lowered his head and smiled reluctantly. "Insisting on choosing the option I liked more, but ultimately throwing the more difficult situation to you to handle... is also too much like a child."

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"Miss Ming, since we won this match, you don't have to give up your humanity, nor do you have to admit defeat to 'Guxie'... even if you can accept it calmly." Seeing Pei Ye raised a pair of shining eyes to look at her, pursing his lips and saying softly, "You don't have to sacrifice anything you possess."

". I will handle them."

Ming Yun understood the boy's idea in an instant. Her body tightened, and a tight syllable was spat out: "Don't—"

She immediately reached out to grab, but Seeing Pei Ye's exhausted state of mind could no longer support this second heart-slaying, and the boy's figure shattered and dissipated just like that.

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Seeing Pei Ye opened his eyes. The cold wind and rain were still pattering against his body. Before him was the woman's peaceful face.

He was a bit inexplicably worried and stunned, looking into the depths of those clean and clear eyes, and asked tentatively and lightly: ". Ming Yun?"

". Who are you calling?" The woman before him looked at him quietly.

Seeing Pei Ye immediately came back to his senses, somewhat flustered and embarrassed: ". Oh... oh! Sorry, Miss Ming—"

But Ming Qitian didn't move her gaze away. She looked at the boy and responded softly: "Hmm."

The two were gentle and quiet for a moment.

And outside this cramped stone platform, the vast and whistling profound Qi had filled his eardrums in an instant. Trees shook and rain went wild, as if a collapsing mountain was crashing over.

Sima and Yi Duanzhi were already ten zhang away.

Seeing Pei Ye couldn't help but smile, but Ming Qitian looked at the weak and dying face before her with a strange kind of quiet... A destruction had already begun to occur uncontrollably in his mind.

He didn't give her any choice or chance to refuse.

She now... could only help him complete all of this.

Ming Qitian reached out gently, gripped the glaze in the boy's hand, and let the clear blade cut blood from her palm.

Outside the blue stone, Sima in green clothes swept over from the wind and rain high in the sky.

He had clearly seen this blue stone, and clearly seen the two weak figures on the stone. The woman in white was leaning against the tree trunk, on the verge of shattering, and the boy beside her was stained with blood, as seriously injured as if he were dying. The cold eyes behind the mask had already locked onto them.

There would be no hesitation, and he would no longer give them any chance. The sword blade pulled up profound Qi in the air, and the first sword was to cripple his arm and sever his veins. Just as he leaned down, he suddenly felt the disappearance of the riot in the woman's body.

This made his heart and lungs tighten fiercely, but nothing happened the next moment. That cloud-white true Qi did not regenerate around her body. The woman was still seriously injured, weak, and ready to collapse at a touch.

It was just that these two dying people didn't give him a single glance.

The line of fire and the green clothes pressed over like gods of death, and all the wind and rain in the mountains seemed to be quiet. And under the tree on the blue stone, they sat facing each other, holding the blade with their hands, and the fresh blood flowed together in the rain.

Ming Qitian looked at the boy before her quietly, slowly leaning toward him, eyes, nose, cheeks, lips—the two faces leaned closer and closer. Under the Cangshan cold rain, the goddess gently rested her forehead on the forehead of the seriously injured and dying boy.

Noses touched, breaths were heard, and two pairs of eyes looked deeply into each other's pupils.

Seeing Pei Ye had never looked so closely into these clear and peaceful eyes. Quiet as a clear lake, beautiful as glaze. The moment their gazes met, his field of vision could no longer contain anything else, until this bright clarity leaned closer and closer... completely enveloping him.

A world of glaze completely wrapped him.

A storm cast from ice and jade blew up in the Mind-Spirit Realm.

An indescribable coolness and thoroughness pierced through countless deep, accumulated heat poisons. No matter how deep, painful, and stubborn, no matter how hidden and subtle, they all shattered into pieces before these clear eyes. Blue, viscous, scales, tentacles... as if a drop of bright mirror was dripped into the center of the mind, and then everything dissipated in its extension.

【Bright Mirror Ice Mirror】 descended into the boy's state of mind at this moment.

And so the next moment, 【Chunshou】 became stronger than ever before.

As if a decaying dynasty suddenly ushered in a rebirth, those long-issued decrees took effect in this realm in an instant. The edict map was driven out of the realm like a thief stealing the country. Those eroding tentacles danced wildly, but only hit the iron wall like tofu.

Seeing Pei Ye stood in the center of the bright mirror, and even the purple bamboo was cleared away.

The entire bright and flawless state of mind was still just a bright mirror left behind among these high heavens, mountains, and purple bamboo, but... so what?

Even if it was just a small piece, it was already a realm that completely belonged to him.

Just in the center of this realm, Seeing Pei Ye climbed the high platform in the center of the purple bamboo forest step by step. He slowly raised his head, looking at the dragon whiskers hanging down from the nine heavens.

—"The erosion of the mind by the edict map and the Immortal is nothing more than based on 【Chunshou】. Even if He truly descends into your body, 【Chunshou】 is already a sword shield sufficient to resist."

—"The problem appeared in yourself, Seeing Pei Ye."

【Chunshou】 was of course the most powerful sword of the mind in heaven and earth... Now, the one holding it was the most powerful sword master in the world.

Sima wielded his sword and swept down from the sky in shock. Trees bent and rocks trembled, and the wind and rain on the sword were like a scroll.

And behind that strange mask, in the eyes, on the blue stone under the tree, the seriously injured and dying boy raised his head and stared coldly at him, supporting himself with his sword, crookedly, step by step, slowly standing up.

In the sudden explosion of coldness in his heart, Sima saw with coldness throughout his body that those pupils were stained with flame-like crimson gold, and pitch-black scales spread out inch by inch from the corners of his eyes.

The boy who slowly straightened his back tilted his head, looking at them coldly and quietly, and said softly:

"Respectfully listening... to the Dragon Immortal Secret Edict."

(End of chapter)

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