Exquisite Peach Blossom 62

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Hua Yunlong was utterly bewildered, yet dared not be careless, maintaining a high level of defense. Shen Tu Zhu, with his formidable skill, had circled twenty or thirty times in an instant, suddenly striking directly at Hua Yunlong's center with a powerful palm strike. Hua Yunlong swung his tortoise-shell ancient sword, slashing diagonally downwards, but suddenly felt as if the surroundings had frozen, causing his sword to falter. In a battle between masters, no mistake could be tolerated. Shen Tu Zhu let out a sinister laugh, his palm already aimed at Hua Yunlong's chest.
This palm strike was virtually impossible to dodge, but Hua Yunlong's skill and resourcefulness, reaching the pinnacle of mastery and having faced death countless times since entering the martial world, allowed him to parry with his left hand in a moment of panic. With a resounding thud, their palms met. Just as Shen Tu Zhu was about to strike, his inner force surged forth, attacking Hua Yunlong. Hua Yunlong quickly channeled his inner force to defend, his right hand wielding his sword in a horizontal strike. Shen Tu Zhu's left hand reached out, aiming for Hua Yunlong's wrist.
Hua Yunlong, having exhausted all his strength, used his left palm to defend against Shen Tu Zhu's true energy. Forced to this point, he gritted his teeth, discarded his sword, and pointed his halberd finger at Shen Tu Zhu's "Taiyuan" acupoint behind his palm. Before the sword even hit the ground, the two exchanged blows with their full power, already countering four or five moves in a single exchange. It was an undeniable fact that Shen Tu Zhu's skill surpassed Hua Yunlong's, and Hua Yunlong was unwilling to fight with his
internal energy. He desperately tried to change the situation, but Shen Tu Zhu had already seized the initiative, leaving him no choice. With another resounding clash, their other palms met again. Shen Tu Zhu was overjoyed, unleashing his full power, intending to kill Hua Yunlong in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, he suddenly felt his true energy slip to the side, as if a mud ox had entered the sea. He was shocked, wondering: What kind of internal energy is this? There are no shortcuts in this kind of internal energy battle. In an instant, Hua Yunlong had managed to displace his enemy's internal energy—an unprecedented feat. No wonder Shen Tu Zhu was astonished. But Shen Tu was no ordinary man. With a single breath, his true energy solidified, and Hua Yunlong felt as if his palms were
supporting Mount Tai, impossible to dislodge. However, Shen Tu also couldn't immediately defeat Hua Yunlong. He sensed Hua Yunlong's internal energy was extremely strange; with each step he retreated, Hua Yunlong grew stronger, making him increasingly difficult to approach. Yet, internal strength ultimately depends on cultivation. Before a cup of tea could be brewed, Hua Yunlong was drenched in sweat, his clothes completely soaked. Shen Tu, completely at ease, secretly observed Hua Yunlong's face, noticing his eyes shining even brighter, as if he were growing stronger with each battle.
A thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly felt immense regret. He thought: "That old monk at Yuhuatai expended so much of his true energy, clearly to transfer it to this boy. After this battle of internal energy, this boy's power will likely increase dramatically, and I will have only made him stronger." But now that he was in a bind, he couldn't back down. He decided to kill Hua Yunlong as soon as possible before Hua Yunlong fully absorbed the true energy from Master Yuanqing. If he waited until Hua Yunlong was completely dissolved, the outcome would be uncertain. With a change of heart, he desperately exhausted his own energy and launched a full-scale attack.
Although Hua Yunlong was retreating step by step, he became stronger with his opponent and struggled to hold on. In the blink of an eye, two quarters of an hour had passed, and the two were still locked in a stalemate. Hua Yunlong's face was flushed and he was sweating profusely, while Shen Tu Zhu had also put away his lifeless expression. Suddenly, a girl in black robes climbed up from the cliffs on all sides of the peak. She was slender and graceful, with a short sword slung at her waist. It was Xue Lingqiong. She had been chasing after Hua Yunlong, but her martial arts skills were far inferior, so she had only arrived now.
She glanced around and, seeing the two men standing motionless, palms clasped together under the starlight, she was startled. Then, noticing Hua Yunlong seemed to be at a disadvantage, her heart pounded with alarm. Without hesitation, she drew her sword and lunged forward, aiming for Shen Tu Zhu's back. Shen Tu Zhu coldly snorted. Not only did her sword fail to pierce his back, but a force rebounded from the blade, tearing her hand and sending the short sword flying. She was also injured by the shock, staggering back five or six steps, her arm numb and almost unable to lift, her ears ringing.
Before she could fully recover from the shock, she saw their palms meet, then abruptly separate, each taking two steps back. Shen Tu Zhu swayed slightly but quickly regained her balance. Hua Yunlong, however, was pale. He glanced at her, his lips twitching, then suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed backward. Xue Lingqiong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly cried out, "Young Master Hua!" Tears streaming down her face, she rushed forward, knelt beside Hua Yunlong, and tried to lift him up.
Shen Tu, who had been standing with his eyes closed, circulating his inner energy, suddenly opened his eyes and said, "You can't hug him."
Xue Lingqiong was slightly taken aback, then turned and said, "Stand back." She seemed unaware that Shen Tu was a peerless demon. After her rebuke, she turned away and tried to hug him again. Shen Tu
's anger surged. He raised his right arm, ready to press Xue Lingqiong's head down, but seeing her jade-like face filled with madness and heartbreak, he found it difficult to press down. Instead, he used a soft, feminine force to force Xue Lingqiong away, coldly saying, "His internal organs are damaged, his six meridians are broken, and he only has a breath of true energy left to protect his heart. If it is moved, he will die instantly." Xue Lingqiong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly collapsed to the ground and wept bitterly.
Shen Tu Zhu said indifferently, "Girl, what's the point of crying? To be honest, it's all your fault that that brat surnamed Hua has ended up like this." Upon hearing this, Xue Lingqiong stopped crying abruptly, tilted her jade-like face up, and looked at Shen Tu Zhu with a look of surprise and doubt.
Seeing that he had attracted her attention, Shen Tu Zhu slowly said, "Listen carefully. In my life, I have no concept of good or evil, and I am cynical, but I will never hide the truth about anything." He turned his gaze to Hua Yunlong, whose face was ashen and who was on the verge of death, and continued, "I also do not wish to hide the truth about tonight's battle."
Xue Lingqiong's beautiful eyes widened, and she thought to herself, "The outcome of this battle is already decided, what truth is there?" Suddenly remembering Shen Tu Zhu's words, that Hua Yunlong was harmed by her, she couldn't help but feel a tremor in her heart.
Shen Tu said, "I was confident in my abilities, far surpassing that of the young Hua family member, so I forced him to compete in internal strength. Who knew..." A look of bewilderment appeared in his eyes, and he suddenly asked, "Little girl, do you know what kind of internal energy he practices?"
Xue Lingqiong replied without hesitation, "It's naturally a family tradition."
Shen Tu shook his head and said, "Although I am not familiar with the Hua family's internal energy cultivation method, I can say with certainty that what he practices is not the Hua family's internal energy. The force is like layers of waves, each stronger than the last, and they work together to automatically deflect the opponent's force. The Hua family's internal energy does not exhibit such characteristics." He paused slightly and said, "That aside, Hua Yunlong relied on his strange internal energy and unparalleled willpower to forcefully maintain his strength. However, this wouldn't last long, but he only intensified his internal energy struggle." "The more powerful..."
Xue Lingqiong blurted out, "Strange."
Shen Tu Zhu interjected, "At that time, I realized that he had been instructed by a master to cultivate using a technique similar to the Xuanmen's 'True Essence Transfer'. This was the perfect opportunity to dissolve the True Essence and bring it under one's own control..." Xue Lingqiong couldn't help but ask, "What is the 'True Essence Transfer' technique?"
Shen Tu Zhu glanced at her and slowly said, "Originally, internal energy cultivation can only be achieved through one's own hard work and gradual progress. However, if there is a transformative elixir, that's a different story. Furthermore, if a peerless master is willing to sacrifice their merits to transfer their painstakingly cultivated True Essence to others, miracles can also be created. Buddhist initiation and Xuanmen transfer are both methods." Xue Lingqiong thought to herself: This isn't difficult.
Shen Tu Zhu seemed to see through her thoughts and coldly said, "This method seems easy, but it's actually more difficult than using a magic elixir. First, it harms one's own life. Second, truly exceptional masters are rare, and most importantly, these people don't want their disciples to reap without sowing."
Shen Tu Zhu seemed to think he had strayed too far from the point and said, "Speaking of which, by then it was too late for me to regret it. Seeing that things were continuing, the Hua family brat had a great chance of turning the tide..."
Xue Lingqiong asked, "Then... why did he..."
Shen Tu Zhu waved his hand, not answering but asking instead, "Did you ambush me?"
Xue Lingqiong had long been indifferent to matters of life and death, and coldly replied, "You know perfectly well why."
Shen Tu Zhu didn't get angry but laughed instead, saying, "Girl, you... " "You know? When this old man and the Hua family brat were exchanging internal energy, both of us were covered in protective true qi. If any external force was added, we would both counterattack with all our might. Who in the world could withstand a combined attack from the two of us? Aren't you courting death?"
Xue Lingqiong said indifferently, "I'm still alive and well."
Shen Tu snorted and said, "You're alive and well?" Suddenly, he said sharply, "Do you know why you're perfectly fine now?" Before Xue Lingqiong could answer, he said angrily, "Do you know that a master who was almost invincible was about to emerge with the rising sun, but because of your interference, he suddenly died?" His voice and expression were fierce, as if he had become a different person, completely different from the ghostly aura he had just displayed.
Xue Lingqiong thought for a moment, then suddenly her face turned pale, and she said, "Could it be..."
Shen Tu Zhu interjected, "It was precisely because the young man from the Hua family, in order to save your life, did not wish to defeat me in this way, thus ending up in this state." His tone carried a hidden sorrow.
It should be understood that regardless of one's field of study, those who can be called grandmasters naturally cherish those who can inherit their teachings. This can be considered an extension of affection. Shen Tu Zhu, having devoted his life to martial arts, naturally also had feelings for those with exceptional talent and unparalleled martial arts skills. However, since Hua Yunlong was not from the Xingxiu Sect and was a formidable enemy, his jealousy suppressed his compassion. But when Hua Yunlong was on the verge of death, and his hatred subsided, that compassion arose spontaneously.
Xue Lingqiong's gaze was fixed on the sky, her jade-like face dim, and she murmured, "Yes… I harmed him… I never imagined…" Her gaze fell, and she suddenly noticed the ancient tortoise-shell sword lying on the ground. Without thinking, she stretched out her fair wrist, picked it up, and committed suicide. As the sword drew its blade, this beautiful young woman, as delicate as a spring flower and as radiant as the morning sun, was about to perish.
Suddenly, Master Shentu snatched the sword away, coldly saying, "The man surnamed Hua isn't dead yet; you don't need to rush to his death."
Xue Lingqiong was stunned for a moment, then looked up and asked, "Can you save him?"
Master Shentu hesitated, then said, "I can keep him alive for ten days. To save him, you'll need ginseng or lingzhi mushrooms."
Xue Lingqiong asked hopefully, "Where can I find ginseng or lingzhi mushrooms?"
Master Shentu frowned, "These kinds of rare treasures are hard to come by; how can you find them?" A thought struck her, and she suddenly said, "The Hua family is famous throughout the forest. Perhaps they have some rare treasures hidden in their home. But even if they do, Yunzhong Mountain is three or four thousand miles away. Within ten days, unless you fly, you definitely can't get there. Besides, they might not even have them in their home."
Hearing this, Xue Lingqiong's mind suddenly cleared. She remembered the jade bottle Hua Yunlong had just given her; perhaps it contained some miraculous elixir. She took out a jade bottle, about to uncork it, but having experienced the dangers of the martial world and knowing the wickedness of human nature,
she suddenly remembered that Master Shentu was right behind her. If the bottle truly contained a miraculous elixir of life, how could Master Shentu not seize it? Seeing her take out a strangely shaped jade bottle from her bosom, about to uncork it, but then stopping, Master Shentu knew her intentions. He coldly snorted and said, "What kind of person am I? How could I take your things? Very well, considering Hua Yunlong is a good man, I will extend his life by ten days." After speaking, without waiting for Xue Lingqiong's reply, Master Shentu stepped forward and struck Hua Yunlong's chest seventeen times.
Xue Lingqiong saw that each strike was imbued with powerful force, each blow aimed at a vital point. Her heart pounded, and she stared intently, not daring to blink for a moment. Shen Tu Zhu flicked his sleeve and unleashed his power, flipping Hua Yunlong over. He then struck Hua Yunlong's back several times, delivering fifteen palm strikes in total. This time, however, his movements were unusually slow. The final strike aimed
at Hua Yunlong's forehead, at which point he suddenly gasped for breath, sweat beading on his forehead. Xue Lingqiong then realized that Shen Tu Zhu had exhausted much of his inner strength in extending Hua Yunlong's life by ten days. She was puzzled that this peerless demon would go to such lengths for his enemy. Shen Tu Zhu then flipped Hua Yunlong over again, took out a jade bottle of emerald green from his robes, uncorked it, and poured out a black pill the size of a paulownia seed.
Xue Lingqiong couldn't help but exclaim, "What kind of medicinal material is this? The color is so ugly!" Her voice was low, almost as if she were talking to herself.
Shen Tu Zhu snorted coldly and said, "If I wanted to harm him, why would I go to such lengths?" He bent down, pried open Hua Yunlong's teeth, and placed the black pill into his mouth. Then, he lifted Hua Yunlong's body and turned to leave.
Xue Lingqiong cried out in surprise, jumping up abruptly. "What are you doing?" she
cried. Shen Tu Zhu stopped, turned to face her, and said impatiently, "With your meager martial arts skills, how could you possibly carry a seriously injured person down the mountain safely? I'll take him back to that outhouse. The rest is up to you." He paused slightly, then said, "You're just a woman's naiveté, so suspicious."
Xue Lingqiong blushed, took two steps forward, and said, "Please, senior, take me with you down the mountain." Shen Tu Zhu didn't say a word, only lifting Hua Yunlong with his right hand and holding Xue Lingqiong's wrist with his left.
Xue Lingqiong suddenly said, "Wait a moment." Shen Tu Zhu frowned, clearly annoyed, but still released her.
Xue Lingqiong bent down to pick up Hua Yunlong's precious sword, then looked for her own short sword, but it was nowhere to be found. She knew it was likely lost at the foot of Zhenluo Peak. That short sword was a precious blade capable of cutting through gold and jade, which she cherished dearly. Losing it now filled her with immense sorrow, but remembering Hua Yunlong's injuries,
she calmly put it aside and hurried back. Shen Tu Zhu, already impatient, grabbed her right wrist and swayed her downwards. Xue Lingqiong felt a gust of wind around her ears, and after a brief glance at her surroundings, she felt dizzy and disoriented, her feet barely touching the ground. She felt no discomfort, but secretly horrified by Shen Tu Zhu's martial arts skills,
she thought, "With this demon's power, I can only seize this opportunity to unexpectedly stab him, hoping to avenge Young Master Hua. After all, I'm the one who caused this; I might as well risk my life." With this thought, she carefully picked up her sword. She had planned this all along; instead of returning the sword to Hua Yunlong, she held it in her left hand. Suddenly, she remembered that Hua Yunlong would also perish if she did this. Although Hua Yunlong only had ten days left to live, he was incredibly precious to her, and she hesitated. Before she could make up her mind, she suddenly stopped, her feet touching the ground. Shen Tu Zhu let go of her hand. It turned out that they had already arrived at the thatched hut. She secretly regretted losing her only chance.
Suddenly, Shen Tu said, "Girl, why didn't you stab him just now?"
Xue Lingqiong thought to herself, "He already noticed." Angered, she retorted, "I felt that even if you lived for another hundred years, your worthless life wouldn't be worth a single day of Young Master Hua's life, not because I feared your martial arts."
Shen Tu laughed instead of being angry, saying, "Girl, you are indeed devoted. But I don't understand, why do you still call that boy Young Master Hua?"
Although Xue Lingqiong was heartbroken, her face flushed red, and she hurriedly said, "Don't talk nonsense, I have no relation to Young Master Hua."
Shen Tu snorted, saying, "You're hypocritical."
Xue Lingqiong retorted angrily, "Hmph, he is the son of the Emperor's Sword, with a distinguished lineage, while I am just an insignificant woman..." Suddenly, a wave of sorrow over her fate washed over her, and remembering Hua Yunlong's injuries, she felt utterly dejected and burst into tears.
Shen Tu Zhu said indifferently, "I don't care about your relationship with the Hua family boy. Let him live a few more days, and make sure he has a clear explanation of his affairs." He glanced down at Hua Yunlong and said, "His internal organs are dislocated; healing him is a pipe dream. Sending him back to Luoxia Manor is also impossible. You stay here with him in peace, and I'll go and stop any harassment." With that, he put Hua Yunlong down and vanished in a flash.
Xue Lingqiong hurriedly picked up Hua Yunlong, muttering, "That damned old devil Shen Tu! It's late at night and the fog is heavy. How can Young Master Hua, already so badly injured, be susceptible to illness?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Tu Zhu reappeared before her, glanced at her indifferently, and slowly said, "When he wakes up, tell him that I eagerly await his recovery so we can fight again."
Xue Lingqiong said indifferently, "I remember telling him. Please come in." Shen Tu Zhu had tolerated her repeated rudeness, gave a cold snort, and vanished in an instant.
Suddenly, Xue Niang's voice rang out, "Miss, how is Young Master Hua?"
Xue Lingqiong, suppressing her grief, turned and said, "His life hangs by a thread, all for me..." Tears welled up, and she choked back sobs, carrying Hua Yunlong into the front room.
Xue Niang's scarred face trembled slightly as she followed her into the room. Xue Lingqiong carefully placed Hua Yunlong on the bed, unsheathed her sword, and put it away. Her beautiful eyes darted around, and noticing a nail on the wall above the bed, she quickly hung it up. Then, she helped Hua Yunlong remove his shoes and socks and covered him with the quilt. Xue Niang thought she had finished and was about to call out to her
when Xue Lingqiong stood up, examined him carefully for a moment, and then straightened the quilt and pillows. Every movement was extremely gentle and meticulous. After everything was done, seeing that Hua Yunlong no longer felt any discomfort, she slowly sat on the edge of the bed, her bright eyes gazing at Hua Yunlong blankly for a long time, motionless. After waiting for a while, Xue Niang couldn't help but whisper, "Miss." She called out to Xue Lingqiong from less than five feet away, but Xue Lingqiong seemed oblivious, unaware of her loyal maid's call.
Xue Niang raised her voice slightly and called out, "Miss..."
Xue Lingqiong's gaze didn't waver. She waved her hand and said, "Don't make a sound."
Xue Niang was taken aback. Seeing that she seemed to have forgotten everything else except Hua Yunlong, she had a sudden inspiration and asked, "What will Young Master Hua need after he wakes up? Has Miss prepared anything?"
Hearing the words "Young Master Hua" at the beginning, Xue Lingqiong took the question to heart and said, "Hmm." She then said, "Go and see what food is in the kitchen and bring it over." As she spoke, her eyes remained fixed on Hua Yunlong's face.
Xue Niang thought to herself, "Alas, this Hua fellow has caused so much harm. How can we possibly manage with our young lady like this?" After a moment's thought, she had no choice but to go to the kitchen. After a short while, she returned carrying a wooden tray with two bowls of hot porridge, three side dishes, and two pairs of chopsticks. She went behind Xue Lingqiong and said, "Young lady, it's here." Xue
Lingqiong replied, "He's still not awake. Wait a moment."
Xue Niang's ugly face trembled slightly. She said, "Young lady, please eat something first."
Xue Lingqiong said, "No need." Xue Niang hesitated for a moment, then sighed inwardly. Helpless, she moved the table from the thatched hut to the bedside, placed the wooden tray there, and sat down on a wooden stool beside it, keeping an eye on her young mistress.
In the deep mountains, there's no time for a night watchman's drum. The three of them, two sitting and one sleeping, unknowingly watched as the candle burned out, birds chirped outside, and dawn broke. Suddenly, they heard Hua Yunlong let out a long sigh and abruptly open his eyes.
Xue Lingqiong was overjoyed and exclaimed, "You're awake!"
Hua Yunlong tried to circulate his internal energy, but found it difficult to move. His internal organs were badly damaged, and he was on the verge of death. He was secretly shocked, but smiled faintly and asked, "Where is Lord Shentu?" He tried to sit up, propping himself up on his elbow.
Xue Lingqiong quickly pressed him down, saying, "Your injuries are extremely serious. You shouldn't move too much. It's better to lie down."
Hua Yunlong exerted a little effort and immediately felt dizzy and had chest tightness. Knowing he shouldn't move rashly, he lay back down and smiled, "This feeling is the first time I've ever experienced it in my life. It's quite a coincidence." Seeing that he didn't care about his life at all, and remembering Lord Shentu's words that Hua Yunlong only had ten days to live, Xue Lingqiong's heart ached, and tears streamed down her face like broken pearls.
Hua Yunlong smiled slightly and said, "You are a resolute person, and you rarely shed tears. What has made you so sad?" Even though he was injured, he still spoke gently to comfort her. Xue Lingqiong could hardly bear it anymore. Suddenly, she knelt on the ground, buried her head in the edge of the bed, and burst into tears. Xue Niang stood up, opened her mouth as if to speak, but then closed it again, sighed silently, her eyes filled with tears, and quietly withdrew.
Hua Yunlong turned his face and said softly, "Tell me what's wrong."
Xue Lingqiong cried, "I hate."
Hua Yunlong frowned slightly and asked, "Hate what?"
Xue Lingqiong sobbed, "I hate Lord Shentu."
Hua Yunlong smiled and said, "He bullied you and injured me; you should hate him."
Xue Lingqiong said haltingly, "I hate myself even more."
Hua Yunlong smiled and said, "That's not right. How can a person hate themselves?"
Xue Lingqiong said tremulously, "I also hate you."
Hua Yunlong frowned for a moment, then relaxed, lay on his side on the couch, nodded slightly, and said, "I must have offended you somewhere." "You…"
Xue Lingqiong raised her head, tears streaming down her face, and said, "I hate you, I hate that you cared about my life and death, and didn't take the opportunity to kill Shen Tu the old devil.
It would have been better if I had died, so I wouldn't have to suffer in this world." Hua Yunlong laughed, "As the saying goes, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. Although there are evil people in this world, they are still lovable. Even though I died tragically, I still feel reluctant to leave. You are in the prime of your life, how can you say such disheartening things?" Xue Lingqiong lowered her head and sobbed again. Seeing that he couldn't persuade her, Hua Yunlong frowned secretly, and then said, "Raise your head." Xue Lingqiong obediently raised her head, looking bewildered.
Hua Yunlong's gaze shifted, and he carefully examined her tear-streaked cheeks, then said seriously, "You are more beautiful when you cry than when you laugh. I never had the chance to see you before, but now I am fortunate enough to witness it. This injury is worth it." Xue Lingqiong didn't expect that he would still have the leisure to notice this matter in such a situation, and she couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.
Just then, Xue Niang brought in a plate of steaming hot porridge and side dishes, replacing the previously cooled food. Xue Qiongling, slightly relieved by Hua Yunlong's teasing, smelled the aroma of the food and felt her stomach rumbling. She thought to herself, "He must be hungry too." On a whim, she helped Hua Yunlong sit up, propped him up with pillows, and then, taking the food, scooped it up with a spoon and fed it to him.
Hua Yunlong thought to himself, "She's clearly starving, yet she thinks of me first." He shook his head, saying, "You eat first, I'm not hungry yet."
Xue Qiongling frowned, saying, "If you don't eat first, how can I swallow?"
Hua Yunlong smiled, "If you don't eat, I have no appetite either."
Xue Qiongling suddenly teared up again, saying, "You've fallen to this state, it's all my fault..."
Hua Yunlong quickly smiled, "Alright, I'll eat." He raised his arm to take the food himself, but felt his hand was weak and trembling uncontrollably.
Seeing a once-renowned master now reduced to someone struggling to even lift a finger, Xue Lingqiong felt a pang of heartache and nearly burst into tears again. Fearing to displease Hua Yunlong, she quickly turned away, secretly wiping her tears. Turning back, she forced a smile and said, "You don't need to be so formal anymore. Just make do." Hua Yunlong gave a bitter smile and could only eat from the spoon in Xue Lingqiong's hand.
While feeding him porridge and vegetables, Xue Lingqiong recounted what had happened after he fell unconscious, only changing the story of Master Shentu saying he only had ten days to live to one that with proper care he could recover. However, she didn't reveal this to Hua Yunlong, as he couldn't possibly hide it from him. After feeding her two bowls, she finished speaking. Hua Yunlong sighed, "It's quite a wonder that Master Shentu was willing to use the 'Heavenly Demon Possession' technique to heal my injuries."
Xue Lingqiong frowned and said, "Heavenly Demon Possession? It sounds eerie. Could it leave any hidden injuries in your body?"
Hua Yunlong laughed, "Although the name is unpleasant, it is the most superior healing technique of the Demonic Sect. Master Shentu probably wouldn't be so despicable." He paused, then said, "In return for his kindness, I must save him once in the future." Xue Lingqiong thought
to herself, "You are already on the verge of death. Can you still save people?" Her heart was breaking, but she smiled and said, "That old devil is better off dead. Why save him?"
Hua Yunlong smiled faintly and said, "How can I not repay a debt of gratitude?"
Xue Lingqiong said, "If that devil were alive, who knows how many more people he would kill?"
Hua Yunlong said, "No, I think he's extremely arrogant and won't make a move against ordinary people. If we can subdue him, he'll surely hide and not cause any great harm." Seeing
that he looked tired as he spoke, Xue Lingqiong quickly smiled and said, "Why don't you lie down and rest? I need to eat too." Hua Yunlong was severely injured and weak, and indeed felt exhausted. He nodded slightly, and Xue Lingqiong quickly helped him lie down. After a while, Hua Yunlong fell into a deep sleep.
Xue Lingqiong stared at him blankly, but didn't eat. She seemed to be thinking about something. A smile appeared on her cherry lips, but after a moment, her beautiful face suddenly changed, and tears fell in a stream. However, she was afraid of waking Hua Yunlong, so she dared not cry out loud. Xue Niang, who had been watching her from outside the door, rushed in when she saw this and said, "Miss, how can you go on like this?"
Xue Lingqiong sighed sadly and whispered, "Xue Niang, if he dies, I will die too." The two "deaths "
struck Xue Niang's heart like a thousand-pound hammer. She exclaimed, "Death? Miss, have you gone mad?"
Xue Lingqiong turned her face, her jade-like features resolute, and said, "I know perfectly well."
Xue Niang's ugly face was filled with extreme anxiety. "Miss," she said, "this is not worth it at all."
Xue Lingqiong calmly replied, "What's not worth it?"
Xue Niang said, "That Hua family boy is nothing but a playboy..."
Xue Lingqiong coldly interrupted, "Don't you dare insult him."
Xue Niang was startled, then retorted loudly, "He's always been a womanizer; he might not even have you in his heart, Miss."
Her voice suddenly rose, and Xue Lingqiong, fearing she would wake Hua Yunlong, glanced back and saw him fast asleep. Relieved, she turned away indifferently and said, "Go and rest. There's no need to discuss this."
Xue Niang was taken aback. As a servant of the Xue family, she had witnessed Xue Lingqiong grow up and knew that once she made up her mind, it was as firm as a mountain. She thought to herself: "To get to the root of the problem, I should kill Hua Yunlong. " With this thought, her murderous gaze involuntarily swept towards Hua Yunlong.
Seeing this, Xue Lingqiong's heart pounded with anxiety. She said, "If you harm Young Master Hua, I'll kill myself right now!" Xue Niang's terrified face twitched, and she gritted her teeth, remaining silent.
Xue Lingqiong coldly said, "Do you think I'm joking?"
Xue Niang suddenly hissed, "Has the young lady forgotten her master?"
Xue Lingqiong groaned abruptly, clutching her heart as if in great pain. She gasped for breath and said sorrowfully, "You go out first, I want... I want..." Seeing this, Xue Niang also wept with sorrow, said nothing more, and slowly walked out of the thatched hut. Chapter
Thirty-Five: Delicate Flowers and Tender Buds, Desiring Your Pity
For five consecutive days, Xue Lingqiong stayed by Hua Yunlong's bedside without changing her clothes. Extremely tired, she would curl up beside Hua Yunlong's feet for a short nap. If Hua Yunlong tried to dissuade her, tears would stream down her face, and he could only let her be. Xue Niang took care of all her food, but fortunately, Master Shentu had stored a lot of food in the house, so there was no immediate worry about shortages.
Hua Yunlong sat quietly to heal his wounds, but there was no progress; he was only barely managing to prevent his condition from worsening. That day, as he practiced his internal energy cultivation, he felt that all his meridians were blocked, and his true energy could not circulate throughout his body. He secretly thought to himself, "It seems that this injury is beyond my ability to heal. Perhaps I will have to use the 'Jade Pool Pill'."
He then considered asking Xue Lingqiong for the jade bottle containing the "Jade Pool Pill," but his gaze shifted. Xue Lingqiong was curled up beside the bed, fast asleep. He couldn't bear to wake her, and out of boredom, he secretly observed her delicate face. He saw that due to days of grief and toil, her phoenix eyes were red and swollen, and her jade-like face was thin. He felt a surge of gratitude, thinking, "Alas, she has suffered so much these past few days..."
Suddenly, he saw Xue Lingqiong's dark eyes furrow slightly, as if she were still troubled in her sleep, mumbling, "Father, come quickly... Yunlong, don't go... save me..."
Hua Yunlong was slightly startled, saying, "Her life must be extremely tragic. Even in her dreams, she is still unwell... calling my name in her sleep shows how deeply she trusts me." I have to do my best to help him escape from the suffering..." He couldn't help but feel pity, and he couldn't help but said softly: "Don't worry, I won't leave. "
Xue Lingqiong woke up suddenly and sat up, as if she was still frightened. She calmed down and said, "What did you just say?
Hua Yunlong said warmly: "Last time, I was blocked by something. I have been trying to heal my wounds these past few days. I have never had time to ask you about your life experience. How about you tell me today?" "
Xue Lingqiong sighed softly and said, "We'll talk about it after you recover.
Hua Yunlong nodded and said, "Okay, I wonder if the jade bottle I entrusted to you is there?"
Xue Lingqiong was startled and said, "Here, what do you want to do?" He took it out of his arms and brought it to Hua Yunlong, and said: "I wanted you to take it, but because Master Shentu was standing aside at that time, and you couldn't move even a little bit, I stopped."
Hua Yunlong smiled lightly and said: "Whether the injury can be healed or not depends entirely on the Qiongdan in this bottle." "
Xue Lingqiong said in surprise: "It's He Qiongdan, it has the effect of "What?"
Hua Yunlong said, "This pill is called the 'Jade Pool Pill,' refined by a Martial Saint three hundred years ago."
Xue Lingqiong's starry eyes widened, and she said, "A Martial Saint?"
Hua Yunlong smiled and said, "It was none other than the Martial Saint Elder Yun, who was renowned throughout the world three hundred years ago..."
Xue Lingqiong interrupted, "How could I not know this elder? I dare say that apart from the direct descendants of the Martial Saint, no one knows him better than my family." Hua Yunlong's heart stirred, and he thought to himself: She must be a descendant of the Marquis of Zhenyuan beyond the Great Wall, otherwise she wouldn't say such a thing. Suddenly, Xue Lingqiong scolded, "Since you have the elixir, why didn't you take it sooner?"
Hua Yunlong sighed slightly and said, "You don't know, this was originally meant to save a group of experts poisoned by the Demonic Sect. Using it now is a last resort."
Xue Lingqiong's jade-like face showed her anger, and she said, "You should have told me."
Hua Yunlong laughed, "If I had told you, you would have forced me to take it. I was going to heal myself and didn't want to waste it." Xue Lingqiong was overjoyed, but also resentful that he hadn't told her sooner, and glared at him angrily. Hua Yunlong smiled slightly and said, "This elixir contains thousand-year-old ginseng, he shou wu, fu qin, and..."
Before he could finish, Xue Lingqiong interrupted, "Since it was personally refined by the Martial Saint and has been passed down for three hundred years, its preciousness is self-evident. Your injury is almost over." Suddenly, a deep sense of melancholy rose in her heart for no apparent reason, and for a moment, she felt that Hua Yunlong seemed much more distant.
Xue Lingqiong was originally aloof and indifferent to romantic love. However, a woman like her, once moved by love, would disregard life and death. Having met Hua Yunlong several times, she had gradually become captivated by his heroic spirit. Furthermore, Hua Yunlong's recent injury was due to her, and she had long harbored a vow to be devoted to him to the death. Therefore, she forgot her aloofness and served Hua Yunlong without regard for propriety, making no attempt to conceal her feelings in her words. She only wished that if Hua Yunlong died, she would follow him to the afterlife.
But when Hua Yunlong suddenly became immortal, she was overjoyed, yet she also felt that although her love was unwavering, they would eventually part. She felt that dying together with Hua Yunlong would be better, and she was deeply bewildered. This feeling was so subtle that even she herself did not understand it. Suddenly, Xue Lingqiong realized something and whispered, "I'll go get some water, young master. Please drink it as soon as possible so that your health can recover quickly." She turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Hua Yunlong was taken aback when she suddenly addressed him as "Young Master," wondering, "Why has she suddenly become so distant with me?" In that instant, Xue Lingqiong returned, carrying a teacup in one hand and a bottle in the other. She placed the teacup on the table, uncorked the bottle, and a delicate fragrance filled the room, refreshing and invigorating, clearing the mind and spirit.
Hua Yunlong pointed to the edge of the bed and said seriously, "This pill can be taken anytime, early or late. Please sit down, and I will discuss it with you in detail." Xue Lingqiong sat down woodenly and replaced the cork. Hua Yunlong remained silent for a moment, then asked, "Have I offended you?" Xue Lingqiong shook her head but remained silent.
Hua Yunlong said, "So you're dissatisfied with me?"
Xue Lingqiong paused, then said calmly, "You've only shown me kindness. If I were dissatisfied, I'd be worse than a beast."
Hua Yunlong's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he said, "Then I don't understand..."
Xue Lingqiong interrupted, "You don't need to understand." She put down the jade bottle, turned, and rushed out of the house. She felt a deep melancholy in her heart and desperately wanted to cry. She ran out of the bamboo forest, came to a spot, and could no longer hold back. She prostrated herself on the ground and wept bitterly.
She didn't know how much time had passed when her heart eased slightly, and her crying gradually stopped. Suddenly, she heard Xue Niang's voice calling, "Miss." Xue Lingqiong turned around and saw Xue Niang standing behind her. She quickly wiped away her tears and stood up.
Xue Niang sighed and said, "Since his life isn't in danger, let's leave."
Xue Lingqiong shook her head and resolutely said, "No, let's wait until he's fully recovered before we leave."
Xue Niang opened her mouth, but before she could speak... Xue Lingqiong continued, "I used to be too selfish, but now I've come to terms with it. I just need to do my best, for no other reason than that a Xue person will never ask for favors." Overwhelmed with emotion, she became incoherent.
Xue Niang said sadly, "Let everything be as Miss wishes." She paused slightly before adding, "I think the man surnamed Hua is quite good; his wit and skills are beyond reproach. Although he might be a bit unrestrained, it's not a serious matter..."
Xue Lingqiong interrupted, "I understand now, but you haven't." She paused, then smiled bitterly, "Yes, I love him. How he treats me is none of my business, nor do I want to. Now… let's not talk about this. Let's go."
Xue Niang asked, puzzled, "What's wrong now, Miss?"
Xue Lingqiong smiled sweetly, "I was too out of line just now. I should go back and apologize." Xue Niang, seeing the hidden bitterness in her smile, paused, then hurriedly followed. Suddenly, she heard Xue Lingqiong sigh softly, "Xue Niang, you sacrificed everything for my family, yet my family hasn't repaid you in the slightest."
Xue Niang exclaimed, "How can you say such a thing, Miss? Even if I had to die a hundred times for my master, it would be worth it." Xue
Lingqiong smiled sadly and strode towards the thatched hut. Xue Niang followed sadly, thinking to herself: "Miss is a resolute person. She silently endures all hardships. Judging from her expression, she seems to have made a decision. If something unfortunate happens to her, I will have no face to face my master in the afterlife." After thinking it over, she felt powerless and couldn't help but hate Hua Yunlong. She cursed inwardly: "You brat, if anything happens to the young lady, I'll fight you to the death!"
A moment later, back at the thatched hut, Xue Lingqiong rushed inside. She saw Hua Yunlong half-sitting on the couch, not having taken the elixir; the jade bottle remained where it was. Seeing her enter, he smiled slightly and said, "I thought you wouldn't come back."
Xue Lingqiong was stunned. Her lips parted, but she felt a lump in her throat and couldn't speak. Suddenly, she threw herself into Hua Yunlong's arms, crying, "No one has ever cared about me..."
Hua Yunlong gently stroked her cloud-like hair and said softly, "I know you have many grievances."
Xue Lingqiong cried as she recounted, "When I was five years old, my mother passed away, and my father, ambitious and eager to make a name for himself..." " He's too busy with his ambitions to spend much time with me..."
Hua Yunlong thought to himself, "She lost her mother at a young age, and her father neglected her. She experienced neither parental love nor the love of her parents; her life is truly tragic."
Xue Lingqiong continued, her voice choked with emotion, "When I was ten years old, the Xuanming Sect Master, the Nine-Bend Divine Lord, suddenly appeared. After a brief conversation, we clicked instantly, like stones falling into water, and joined forces to conquer the world." At this point, she tilted her head back and said, "You know my father..."
Hua Yunlong interrupted with a smile, "His name was Chengde, a descendant of the 'Marquis of Zhenyuan,' who was related to the Martial Saint by marriage three hundred years ago."
Xue Lingqiong asked in surprise, "You know him?"

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