Chapter 733 - 727: Golden Tree

"Mei... Mei Qingchen, is that you?"

Su Muyao softly called out for Mei Qingchen.

But no matter how she called, there was no response.

Su Muyao could only step forward and reach out to touch his body.

Only then did she discover that the Golden Leopard’s body was extremely cold, as if it was about to freeze solid.

She couldn’t even feel his breath.

"Mei Qingchen, please don’t be hurt."

"Wake up, I’m Su Muyao, it’s me..."

Su Muyao’s heart clenched tightly.

She spoke with a choked voice while soothing him with her spiritual power.

Not only that, she hugged him tightly, trying to warm him with her own warmth.

She continuously poured spiritual power into his body.

Su Muyao even smelled a peculiar and strange fragrance.

Without Su Muyao’s notice, the black lines on the Golden Leopard faded significantly.

Soon after, the Golden Leopard’s form constantly shifted and stretched, finally transforming into a tall, slender man.

The golden long hair and the divinely exquisite appearance made Su Muyao’s eyelashes tremble lightly.

This truly was Mei Qingchen.

Su Muyao continued to use her spiritual power, and only then did Mei Qingchen open his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, those divinely beautiful eyes with a golden gleam tinged with red.

"Wife..."

His voice carried a hint of hoarseness and tremor.

Su Muyao listened to his voice, almost crying with joy, and hugged him tightly, saying, "Mei Qingchen, you’re finally awake."

"Do you know how much you scared me?"

"What happened to you, how could it be like this."

"Thankfully, you still recognize me."

"You have no idea how worried I was, how scared..."

She was truly afraid that something might happen to Mei Qingchen.

Also afraid he wouldn’t remember her.

Mei Qingchen was held tightly by Su Muyao, feeling the tremor in her arms, her trembling voice, his body stiff, and he experienced a moment of daze.

To be precise, his icy body felt a warmth it had long longed for.

Even his cold heart seemed to warm up a bit.

"Wife, I’m sorry."

"I’m sorry for making you worry."

Mei Qingchen feared that everything in front of him was an illusion.

He was still very weak now, almost unable to move.

But he tried hard to reach out, gently touching Su Muyao’s hair, not daring to use any force.

"How did you come here?"

Su Muyao replied, "Your Spirit Sea was on the verge of collapsing, you were about to lose your mind and transform into a beast, I happened to be here, wanting to save you..."

Su Muyao briefly explained the situation.

Mei Qingchen’s divine eyes showed a hint of sadness, "Did I lose control again?"

Whenever he lost control, he had no memory of what happened afterward.

Nor did he know what he had done.

Su Muyao stepped back from Mei Qingchen’s arms, looking at him with eyes that, for some reason, when seeing his sad, shattered gaze, her heart felt like it was pricked by a needle, painfully clenching.

Meeting Su Muyao’s gaze, Mei Qingchen covered his eyes with his hand.

He didn’t want his emotions to affect her.

Su Muyao always felt as if Mei Qingchen had seen something or knew something.

She thought of his ability to foretell and prophesy.

"Do you... do you know something?"

Mei Qingchen softly said, "I forcibly transformed this ability into Purification Power."

"This place needs my Purification Power."

Once awake, something seemed to trigger within Mei Qingchen, and the black aura on the lotus mark on his forehead became more pronounced, seemingly about to engulf his golden mark.

"Mei Qingchen, what exactly is happening to you?"

Su Muyao felt his body’s tremor, turned her head, and saw the black threads emanating from the tree behind him, entangling his body.

"What’s happening, and what is this tree?"

Mei Qingchen held Su Muyao’s hand and said, "Let’s talk outside first."

Mei Qingchen led Su Muyao out of the Spirit Sea.

The moment they emerged, Mei Qingchen’s body transformed from the Golden Leopard into human form, and at the same time, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Qing Chen, what exactly happened to you?"

Su Muyao took Mei Qingchen’s pulse but couldn’t discern the problem.

Mei Qingchen held Su Muyao’s hand, shook his head, and said, "Don’t worry, it’s nothing."

As he spoke, Mei Qingchen reached out with his long fingers to wipe the blood from Su Muyao’s lips, "Did I hurt you just now?"

"It’s my fault."

How could he have harmed her?

At this moment, as Mei Qingchen looked at Su Muyao, his eyes filled with a painful expression.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?"

"Is it because of the Youluo Fragrance?"

Mei Qingchen showed a surprised expression, then sighed and said, "It seems you’ve met him."

Su Muyao understood who Mei Qingchen was referring to, "It’s that fake you, right?"

"What is he?"

At this point, Mei Qingchen’s body was very weak and seemed exhausted, but he still explained, "He is a puppet I created using branches from the Purifying Lotus Tree and my Heart Blood, for the purpose of dealing with the Youluo Sword Sect."