Chapter 108: Impossible, this is absolutely impossible! (6k)

"Fourth, don't sleep, you must not sleep. Master will be here soon, just hold on a little longer," Yan Xiao held Zhou Qing tightly, shouting with all his might.

Finally, Zhou Qing's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing this scene, Yan Xiao cried with joy, bursting into loud sobs.

He almost lost his Shidi.

"M-Master... I, I'm fine... the way you're crying... is so... so ugly..."

Zhou Qing said in a weak voice.

He never thought that it would be this painful after the Jin Dan was dug out, feeling as if his entire essence and spirit had been extracted.

Well, that was the only source of spiritual power for a cultivator.

But so what? He'd be a hero again in a while!

It had to be said that at this moment, his gratitude to the Second Uncle reached an unprecedented level. If it weren't for the Heavenly Dao Qi he gave him, he would have been truly ruined this time.

Yan Xiao hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, quickly took the ten-thousand-year blood ginseng, and stuffed it into Zhou Qing's mouth.

"Fourth, stop talking for now, take a bite first. Shixiong begs you, take a bite quickly," Yan Xiao's voice trembled, trying to remain calm in front of Zhou Qing, not letting himself panic.

He didn't dare to imagine how desperate Fourth would be after his Jin Dan was destroyed.

Even if he could survive, he could only be an ordinary person in the future, becoming a handful of yellow soil after a hundred years.

By then, he would still have lost his little Shidi.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiao felt his heart was about to break.

And all this was because of his uselessness; it was his little Shidi who saved him with his life.

Feeling the ginseng in his mouth, Zhou Qing said vaguely: "Sh-Shixiong, it's... not elegant, it's... too big."

Yan Xiao hurriedly pulled it out of Zhou Qing's mouth, took out a small knife, quickly shaved off a slice, and stuffed it back into Zhou Qing's mouth.

Feeling this huge life essence, Zhou Qing then slowly chewed it.

"It really hurts... Shixiong... I... I'm really fine..." Zhou Qing comforted his heartbroken Third Shixiong.

Just then, a violent coughing sound suddenly sounded from behind.

Yan Xiao turned his head suddenly and saw Qian Dafu, who only had half a body left, walking over staggeringly.

In his hand, he was still clutching a weak Soul Formation. Who else could it be but the Ghost Daoist's?

It was unimaginable that a Jin Dan early-stage cultivator could survive the self-detonation of a mid-stage Soul Formation powerhouse at such close range.

At this moment, he stared at the half-cut ten-thousand-year blood ginseng in Yan Xiao's hand. With his knowledge, how could he not recognize it?

Then, Qian Dafu swallowed the Soul Formation in one bite, chewed it slowly, looked at the already opened child scroll on the side, smiled bitterly, and seemed to have completely accepted his fate.

His eyes were full of madness and self-mockery.

"Ten-thousand-year blood ginseng, truly a good thing. How unfair the heavens are. Why should all good resources be occupied by you..."

"Damn you!"

At this moment, Yan Xiao could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. His eyes instantly turned scarlet, like an angry beast, and he rushed directly at Qian Dafu.

One punch smashed fiercely into Qian Dafu's face. Qian Dafu's cheek instantly caved in, and blood sprayed from the corners of his mouth.

But Yan Xiao didn't stop, his fists falling like raindrops, one punch after another, each carrying endless anger.

Qian Dafu didn't resist at all, just laughed out loud, and in the end, his voice grew smaller and smaller.

"A core... disciple, a Soul... Formation stage, the old man... earned it..."

Yan Xiao continued one punch after another. Even though Qian Dafu's face was already bloody and unrecognizable, and his hands were only connected by a little bone and flesh due to the threads, he didn't have any intention of stopping.

He just mechanically repeated the punching action, one punch after another, as if only in this way could he vent the grief and pain in his heart.

He didn't know how long it had been when the child scroll on the side suddenly trembled violently, and then a disheveled figure suddenly rushed out staggeringly.

Mo Xingjian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, hurriedly looked around, and soon saw Yan Xiao, who was covered in blood and woodenly punching one after another in the distance.

And Zhou Qing, who was lying at his feet, pale, with a huge gap in his stomach.

Mo Xingjian's legs went soft instantly.

And Yan Xiao also seemed to notice something, slowly turned his head, looked at his Master, as if he had finally found his backbone, and two lines of tears rolled down.

"Master, I didn't protect Fourth, I didn't protect Fourth—"

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In the hall, everyone was waiting anxiously. Lingyun Prefecture was quite far from Taiqingmen, and they didn't know if Junior Brother Mo had arrived safely.

But just then, the scroll trembled violently again and emitted red and white light.

Cao Zhengyang was stunned, then his expression changed drastically: "Is Mo Shidi crazy? He actually dared to go back. This was clearly one-way... No, something urgent must have happened, otherwise he would never take such a risk. Fellow disciples, hurry and stabilize the scroll with me."

Cao Zhengyang shouted, immediately formed seals with both hands, and the power belonging to the Divine Transformation stage was frantically injected into it.

Seeing this, others also acted one after another.

"Gao Shidi, guard us!" Just as Gao Xuan was about to inject spiritual power into it, Cao Zhengyang suddenly spoke.

Gao Xuan was stunned, then nodded, withdrew the spiritual power in his hand, and guarded the surroundings.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yaoyao's face turned pale, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Li Daoxuan came over and comforted softly: "Don't worry, it's fine."

Lu Yaoyao hurriedly put her hands together, closed her eyes, and kept whispering something.

As time passed bit by bit, the eleven peak masters were all pale, and even this scroll began to be covered with cracks, which showed how dangerous it was.

But the next moment, a light flashed, and then Mo Xingjian was seen rushing out staggeringly, and the scroll exploded directly at this moment.

The explosive force with spatial attributes caused everyone to stagger back in unison, and muffled groans came from their throats.

"Shixiong, start the Resurrection Array quickly, I will bear all the resources!" Mo Xingjian gasped and shouted anxiously.

Only then did everyone notice that Mo Xingjian didn't come back alone; in his arms, he was holding a bloody figure.

Who else could it be but Zhou Qing?

At this time, Zhou Qing was drooping his head, his face as pale as paper, and the blood on his body was still gushing out.

Especially on his abdomen, there was a blood hole the size of a fist, and the air was filled with the smell of a crushed core.

In just an instant, these peak masters who had lived for a long time clearly knew what had happened.

Besides that, another figure covered in blood was lying on Mo Xingjian's back, also listless.

But he remained conscious, and now he fell down softly. Tong Min, the peak master of Yuqing Peak, supported him with quick eyes and hands.

Only then did she discover that Yan Xiao's ankles and wrists were only connected by some flesh, almost broken, and she couldn't imagine what kind of sharp weapon caused this.

"Save... save my Shidi, I beg you to save my Shidi—" Yan Xiao's eyes were red, and he was about to kneel.

Cao Zhengyang finally reacted at this time and shouted: "Quick, quick, take him to Qitian Hall."

Mo Xingjian's eyes were red, and he ran over holding Zhou Qing.

Tong Min couldn't bear it and immediately took out a pill and fed it to Yan Xiao.

"Uncle, I beg you to take me there, I want to watch over my little Shidi, he became like this to save me..."

Yan Xiao cried loudly. He wanted to follow, but his feet were almost cut off by those threads.

Tong Min nodded repeatedly and hugged him by the waist: "Hurry and absorb the medicinal power; Zhou Qing will be fine."

Until everyone ran to the Qitian Hall of Shenyue Peak to help activate the Resurrection Array for healing, Lu Yaoyao was still standing blankly in place.

She stared blankly at the large pool of blood on the ground, her face turned pale instantly, her lips trembled slightly, and at this moment, it was as if all her strength had been extracted.

Her legs went soft, and she collapsed to the ground.

"Little Shimei!" Li Daoxuan and He Han and the other five hurriedly came over to support her.

She wanted to speak, but found that her throat seemed to be blocked by something, unable to make a sound.

After coming back to her senses, her eyes stared straight ahead, then she broke free from the few people and chased after them desperately...

Since the array of Qitian Hall was activated, a majestic vitality could be felt within a radius of ten miles.

Outside, many core disciples who learned of the situation came from various peaks one after another.

Full of worry.

After all, when they were looking for the disciples of the Qingyu Immortal Sect, it was Zhou Qing who saved them, and now that he was seriously injured, how could they pretend not to know?

There was also the Seventh Prince who brought those three ancient items, which was also Zhou Qing who turned the tide, saving face for Taiqingmen and their younger generation.

No one spoke, everyone waited quietly and prayed.

Until late at night, the tightly closed door was opened, and then a group of peak masters walked out, full of exhaustion.

Lu Yaoyao and the others hurriedly ran up.

Seeing so many people waiting silently, Cao Zhengyang was a bit surprised.

Since when did Zhou Qing have such a big weight in your hearts?

"Don't worry, his life is saved, it's just..." Cao Zhengyang hesitated, then sighed: "It's just that his Jin Dan was crushed by someone."

As soon as this was said, everyone's expression changed drastically.

They were first shocked that Zhou Shidi wasn't Foundation Establishment, so when did he break through to Jin Dan?

It was a pity that the Jin Dan was shattered, and they knew very well what this meant for a cultivator.

A person can only condense a Jin Dan once in a lifetime. Once shattered, they will become a complete waste, because all cultivation foundations will cease to exist.

Lu Yaoyao heard this, her face turned pale, she staggered back, almost falling.

"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. He is fine, he is so powerful, he even killed the Demon Emperor, how could he become a waste? It's a mistake, it must be a mistake. I don't believe it, I want to see him, I want to see him..."

Lu Yaoyao trembled all over and was about to rush in, but was stopped by Cao Zhengyang, full of heartache.

Lu Yaoyao's body went soft, and she fainted directly.

Cao Zhengyang hurriedly supported her and sighed.

"Why did you fall for him!"

Soon, everyone saw Mo Xingjian holding Zhou Qing and walking out with a gray face, while the peak master of Baizhan Peak was carrying Yan Xiao, who had no light in his eyes.

Everyone looked at Zhou Qing, whose clothes were already stained red with blood, and showed unbearable expressions.

Cao Zhengyang said: "It's late, everyone go back!"

At this time, Mo Xingjian held Zhou Qing, bowed to the peak masters, and said: "Thank you all for your help."

Everyone waved their hands hurriedly.

Cao Zhengyang comforted: "It's fine, we are all family. I will definitely investigate this matter clearly and give Xiaoling Peak and Zhou Qing an explanation."

Mo Xingjian nodded, then held Zhou Qing and went to Xiaoling Peak.

The peak master of Baizhan Peak hurriedly followed with Yan Xiao on his back.

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Looking at Zhou Qing, whose breath was gradually stabilizing on the bed, Mo Xingjian gently covered him with a quilt.

Yan Xiao, with bandages wrapped around his four limbs, sat on the side, his lips trembling, constantly blaming himself.

Mo Xingjian walked over, placed a hand on him, quickly probed him, ensured there were no hidden injuries, then looked at the bandages that were constantly seeping blood, and said in a hoarse voice: "Does it still hurt?"

Yan Xiao's tears flowed uncontrollably again. Mo Xingjian wiped them away gently and comforted: "It has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself too much. At the very least, Fourth is still alive, isn't he?"

"But, but..." Yan Xiao sobbed.

Mo Xingjian reached out and touched his head gently.

"Let's go out, let's talk slowly about what happened!" Mo Xingjian's voice was terrifyingly calm.

Yan Xiao wiped the corners of his eyes with his arm, then nodded repeatedly. Then, Mo Xingjian carried him on his back and went outside.

"This matter goes back to the mine of the Cangyan Dao Palace. We followed the traces left by the eldest Senior Brother and arrived at the Beimang mine..."

Moonlight was like water, quietly spilling into the room through the half-open window. Mo Xingjian looked at the jade box on the table with guilt, the Soul-Breathing Immortal Grass inside emitting a unique light.

He never thought that all this was because of him.

If it weren't for this Soul-Breathing Immortal Grass, how could the two foolish children have taken out the Chaos Xuanjin for exchange?

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Qian Dafu to develop greed just because of two Soul-Forming Pills, and then unite with that mid-stage Soul Formation expert to track and ambush them.

The Second Girl was the same. Seeing that she would be back after three years of going out, she also followed because she heard about the Soul-Breathing Immortal Grass.

As for the shop of Qian Dafu, it was something he reminded them of when they left.

"Sigh~~"

Mo Xingjian sighed, looking at the two, feeling nothing but heartache and guilt.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been so anxious to come back, but had refined the Soul-Forming Pill early and broken through to Soul Formation, Fourth wouldn't have ended up like this. He suffered for me," Yan Xiao blamed himself endlessly.

Mo Xingjian stood up and said: "The fortune in misfortune is that you are all still alive. It's fine, don't think too much."

"Then when will Fourth wake up?" Yan Xiao asked hurriedly.

Mo Xingjian said: "Thanks to you feeding him the ten-thousand-year blood ginseng in time to replenish his blood, and the Resurrection Array helping him later, I estimate he will wake up tomorrow."

Hearing this, Yan Xiao finally felt relieved.

"That ten-thousand-year blood ginseng was ten years ago, you sent me..."

"That is your fortune. This thing is precious; don't let outsiders know!" Mo Xingjian interrupted Yan Xiao.

Yan Xiao looked at his Master, nodded immediately, and soon thought of something, hurriedly taking out the two supreme-grade spirit stones he had.

"Master, in order to find Heavenly Dao Qi for the eldest Shixiong and Second Shijie, you have already owed a lot of money to the uncles and aunts. This time, you activated the Resurrection Array again, which must have consumed a lot. This is the remainder of that Chaos Xuanjin. I don't know if it's enough," Yan Xiao said.

Mo Xingjian looked at the two supreme-grade spirit stones and couldn't help but smile.

"Silly child, lice don't itch when there are many. It just so happens that you will probably need it when you break through to Soul Formation. Keep it. I'll go to the Collection Pavilion to see if there are any body-refining cultivation techniques..."

Mo Xingjian said this, his voice a bit low.

Yan Xiao felt a sharp pain in his heart again.

Now that Fourth had luckily saved his life, he would never be able to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth again, and would not even be as good as an ordinary person, only able to take the path of body refining.

However, what if body refining reaches the extreme? It's nothing more than a human weapon.

Unable to break through the realm, and unable to increase longevity.

Looking at the depressed Yan Xiao, Mo Xingjian stepped out.

"There has never been an absolute thing in the world. The world is vast. Our fourth-level cultivation country has no way, but it doesn't mean the fifth-level cultivation country doesn't. If it really doesn't work, there's still the sixth level. In legends, there are some spiritual medicines, even a drop of liquid can bring the dead back to life..."

Mo Xingjian's voice came from the night, making Yan Xiao's eyes firmer and firmer.

"Yes, can't give up, absolutely can't give up—"

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Zhou Qing only felt a burning pain in his dantian, and a slight itching sensation.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes. His vision was still a bit blurry. He moved his head slightly, trying to adapt to the light around him.

His face was still pale, his lips were bloodless, and his face carried a bit of fatigue and weakness.

Only after seeing Zhou Qing's environment did he realize that this seemed to be his Master's residence.

Yes, in a trance, he seemed to see his Master appear suddenly, but before he could say anything, he fainted again, not even having time to chew the roots of the blood ginseng in his mouth.

He tried to move his body, but immediately felt a heart-piercing pain extending from his abdomen to his limbs and bones.

His body felt as if it were being gnawed by thousands of ants, and every meridian transmitted bursts of stinging pain.

"Right, my Jin Dan—" Zhou Qing suddenly thought of something. When he carefully perceived it, he found that there was not a trace of spiritual power in his body.

It was just like an ordinary person who hadn't stepped into cultivation yet.

However, his heart was beating vigorously, as if something was slowly brewing.

Seeing this, he finally felt relieved.

It's just that he didn't know when the new Jin Dan would grow out?

Turning his head, Zhou Qing soon saw his Third Shixiong sleeping on the table nearby, his four limbs still seeping blood.

He didn't know what kind of curse was placed on the helper Qian Dafu found, but the threads that burst out were so tough that even his Third Shixiong, who had awakened infant fire and was a half-step Soul Formation, couldn't break free.

If he hadn't performed the second form of the "Cang Lei Sword Art" three times in a row and severely damaged the Soul Formation mid-stage expert who used the black banner, he wouldn't have been so weak.

He didn't expect that Qian Dafu could survive after his "Silver Dragon Hand," it seemed he used some life-substitution talisman.

It was also his carelessness not to check in time, otherwise, how could he let such a villain be the oriole.

He was certainly afraid of death, and even more afraid of pain, but seeing his Third Shixiong bound and unable to break free, instinct drove him to block that sword without hesitation.

It was that damn villain, digging out people's Golden Cores.

Fortunately, he had a spare, otherwise, his life would have been ruined.

If there's a chance in the future, he still has to save an old woman at the Divine Transformation stage.

Wait, it's already this time, what am I thinking?

It's not even a start yet.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth, slowly lifted the quilt, looked at the huge scar on his stomach, and couldn't help but be shocked.

"It actually grew back? How could it be so fast? I shouldn't have been lying there like a vegetable for more than ten years, right?"

Zhou Qing hurriedly touched his face with his hand. His skin was still as tender as before, and no beard had grown on his face.

"No, Third Shixiong's injuries haven't healed yet, could it be Master?"

Zhou Qing touched the scar gently with his hand. This length was like a C-section.

"Fourth—"

Just then, Yan Xiao, who heard the movement, woke up suddenly, and then saw Zhou Qing touching his stomach, feeling uncomfortable for a moment, called out softly, and hurriedly came over.

"Does it still hurt? Are you thirsty? Shall I pour you some water?"

Yan Xiao hurriedly covered him with the quilt, fearing that he had just woken up and couldn't accept all this, and then some accident would happen.

Zhou Qing hurriedly said: "It's okay, Third Shixiong, how are you?"

Yan Xiao shook his head repeatedly, even moved his limbs, and forced a smile: "Me, I'm almost better, if you don't believe me, look."

In fact, when he activated the Resurrection Array last night, he was also inside, plus he took healing pills and was at the peak of Jin Dan. After a night, he was really almost better.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and was even happier.

"That's good, that's good!"

【Heart-Appraisal Points +9】

The next moment, a prompt sound came to his ear. Zhou Qing looked up and found that the 【Courageous Little Shidi】 on Yan Xiao's head had quickly changed to 【The Only Little Shidi for the Rest of My Life】.

Looking at his Third Shixiong's red and dry eyes, and his current nonchalant appearance, Zhou Qing knew that his Third Shixiong must be very sad.

But how could he comfort him?

Secretly tell him that I am a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment and have two Golden Cores, and among us brothers, you are the only one who is Earth Vein Foundation Establishment?

No, can't say that, have to think of a tactful reason.

And seeing Zhou Qing suddenly silent, Yan Xiao seemed to think of something, hurriedly ran out, and soon came in holding the old hen.

"I think I'm still not suitable for raising it, I'll give it back to you. By the way, there are these sixteen spirit eggs!" Yan Xiao also took out sixteen spirit eggs.

Looking at a pile of spirit eggs, Zhou Qing was stunned.

Yan Xiao tried to think of diverting Zhou Qing's attention to make him happy, then teased with a smile: "Actually, I have an idea. Don't chickens like to hatch eggs? You say if we let the old hen hatch them, will we get a group of chicks that can refine impurities?"

Zhou Qing thought for a moment and said: "Maybe it's a good idea, we can try!"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 109 =====