Chapter 154

The whole Lingqiu Mountain seemed to be split open, emitting a deafening 'crack' sound.

A Li!

Zhong Minglan's voice came in at this moment!

Anxious, concerned, even reckless.

It was also almost at the same time—

Chirp!

The split owl monster was actually still alive!

It hysterically split into two halves and rushed out, tearing toward the exhausted Shen Qingli.

Little beauty!

Zhong Minglan's eyes were about to burst!

The Vermilion Bird divine seal on her forehead blazed brightly!

Swap!

She used bloodline power to instantly swap positions with Shen Qingli.

Cry!

The blazing Vermilion Bird divine flame tyrannically burned against the owl monster's desperate counterattack.

Chirp!

The owl monster unwillingly stared dead-eyed at Zhong Minglan, its four eyes twisting into ominous patterns.

Zhong Minglan felt a jump in her forehead, realizing this fierce god was about to cast an ancient curse on her.

If she were at her peak, she might still be able to withstand one or two! But after her death battle with the Three Ling Divine Emperor, she had consumed much divine source, not yet fully recovered, and likely would perish here.

But she felt fortunate, glad that she had come.

Otherwise, little beauty would surely die.

But while she felt relieved, Shen Qingli panicked!

Only then did she realize that the Shen Qingli who had been 'transferred' would not transfer her back.

Moreover, she could sense that this fierce god's death curse was extraordinary; she shouted hoarsely, 'Mother! Dodge quickly!'

Zhong Minglan heard that 'Mother,' but she could not dodge.

The owl monster is an ancient fierce god; its death curse cannot be avoided by any deity.

This is also why she was so anxious and hurried when she sensed Shen Qingli's aura appearing on Lingqiu Mountain.

Thus, she could only look toward Shen Qingli, finally able to see this child truly face to face.

Just as she had seen in the Sumeru state, beautiful and exquisite, yet she still couldn't touch the child's face.

Eighteen years.

The last time she touched, it was eighteen years ago.

In Sheng Long Tian, when little beauty had just been born.

Soon after, 'she' met her demise, parting from little beauty.

Therefore, 'she' gave her the name 'Li,' knowing they were destined to part.

But she never expected that upon meeting again, they were still destined to part.

However...

How come the feeling of the curse descending didn't appear?

Dad?

Shen Qingli's voice was hollow.

Because Shen Kuo had already stepped in front of Zhong Minglan.

A pure ice-snow aura stretched between the Vermilion Bird divine flame and the dense black poison fire.

Like slicing, it cut the two apart.

Ice-crystal-like snow-colored flowers bloomed at the center of the flame.

Exquisitely beautiful.

But it frightened Shen Qingli!

Dad!

Shen Qingli shouted again!

Clear and anxious, plus fear!

She feared her newly deified father couldn't withstand it; charging forward like this was basically 'seeking death'!

The facts proved Shen Kuo indeed couldn't withstand it; the crystal ice snow was already cracking inch by inch.

Pfft!

Shen Kuo spat blood.

However, within the inch-by-inch cracking ice crystals, there were threads of colorful, supple silk connecting.

Shen Qingli breathed a sigh of relief and immediately released her grip on Xi Xi.

The little fire phoenix flew out, swiftly seizing the burning black-red inner elixir in midair.

That inner elixir was larger than its own body, yet it gulped it down in one bite!

Chirp!

The not-yet-dead fierce god's remnant soul attached to the inner elixir, trying to backlash the little fire phoenix.

But the little fire phoenix, with a single claw, pulled it off the inner elixir, looked at it, then stuffed it back into its mouth.

The fierce god's remnant soul raged! It could keep surging black flames, yet the little fire phoenix always could use its claws to knead and push it back, as if eating a disobedient earthworm.

Even if earthworms refuse to listen, they can't backlash a chicken, can they?

Bah, phoenix…

"Father, are you okay?"

Shen Qingli, who had already fallen beside Shen Kuo, asked worriedly.

"Still okay,"

Shen Kuo was actually not doing well; even speaking made him cough blood.

But he saw that Di Jin was worse off than him, "Take a look at A-Jin,"

Shen Qingli also saw Di Jin grinning at her, yet blood was seeping from all his seven orifices!

Her face changed; she had already let go of Shen Kuo and immediately supported the swaying Di Jin.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Qingli didn't understand. She took his pulse, but still couldn't figure it out.

Zhong Minglan, however, understood: "It's a death curse; you're bearing it."

"Cough,"

Di Jin coughed blood, unable to speak, his body clearly showing signs of cracking and feathers scattering.

Shen Kuo's healing power, however, forcefully spread out, enveloping him like snow mist, stabilizing his body.

"A-Jin,"

Shen Qingli panicked; she reached out to wipe the blood from Di Jin's face, but didn't know where to start, as he was bleeding from many places.

Fortunately! She hadn't completely lost her sanity……

Also fortunate! Her space had already completed its transformation when she reached the Divine Transformation stage.

This transformation also fully ripened her six Fusang fruits.

Shen Qingli hastily took out one and directly fed it to Di Jin, "Come, eat it!"

Zhong Minglan exclaimed in surprise, "Fusang fruit."

What surprised her even more was that the Fusang fruit, upon nearing Di Jin, didn't need him to eat it; it spontaneously transformed into five-colored flowing light and merged into his body.

Shen Qingli, however, was not surprised; in her view, it was just like last time when the Fusang fruit automatically wrapped around Shen Qingmo—divine fruit has spirituality, right?

And as the Fusang fruit merged, Di Jin's body, which was about to scatter and break apart, indeed solidified again.

Shen Qingli breathed a sigh of relief; she finally dared to wipe the blood from his face, no longer worrying that she'd wipe him apart.

Di Jin, however, grabbed her hand and said, "You're wasting it."

"Nonsense!" Shen Qingli countered, gripping his hand back, "I told you to protect Father, not to trade your life for his."

"I never intended to trade lives," Di Jin wanted to say……

Shen Kuo, however, cut him off: "Say less, and regulate your breath to digest the medicine."

"Indeed, don't waste it." Zhong Minglan also felt Di Jin should keep quiet now.

People are about to scatter, yet you're still spouting nonsense here—is the Fusang divine fruit some easily obtained treasure? The little beauty gave it up willingly; you should hurry and absorb it, not waste even a speck.

"I,"

"Listen and sleep a while."

Shen Qingli stroked Di Jin's eyes, letting him close them to rest properly.

Di Jin blinked, really wanting to say, "Giving him this Fusang fruit is pure waste."

Even if he scattered, he could still regroup; it would just take some time……

"Don't fuss, just sleep."

Shen Qingli, who could feel Di Jin blinking, felt an itch in her palm.

Di Jin stopped speaking; let him sleep, he's a bit tired.

But coming back to the topic, what exactly is this ugly bird, and why doesn't he remember there being such a bird?

Could it be that the memories he's recovered aren't complete yet?

Di Jin frowned……

"Cough."

Another bout of coughing blood from Shen Kuo, who had just relaxed, made him cough even worse.

But before Shen Qingli could act, Zhong Minglan had already fed him something.

Shen Kuo hadn't even finished coughing when he was unexpectedly choked!

"Cough cough cough,"

The more severely coughing Shen Kuo nearly brought up the medicine Zhong Minglan had fed him.

But she covered his mouth, forcing it back down.

Shen Qingli: "……Mom, shouldn't you let go first?"

If she keeps covering, she might smother her father to death.

But she didn't need to say it—her father had already pulled her mother's hand away.

It can't really be that he was smothered to death……

"Cough,"

Shen Kuo, having caught his breath, could feel that what had been fed to him was medicine, and its effect was quite good.

Zhong Minglan also said, "This is the only Kunlun divine pill I have left; I'm afraid if you vomit it up, there won't be a second."

The Kunlun Divine Lord has passed away; there are no more Kunlun divine pills in the world.

But wait, that's not right!