[The Rebirth of Xiao Fan in the Romantic Harem of Zhu Xian] (Unabridged Chapter 096)

Chapter 096 Blood Cave (3)

Zhang Xiaofan was startled when he saw the Love Curse. Then, his eyes hardened and he stopped looking at it, saying,

"It seems there is still no way out."

Biyao stared intently at the words on the stone wall. The things left by Lady Jinling were hidden so carefully, so they must

not be ordinary. After a long time, her expression was uncertain, but she sighed deeply and said in a low voice,

"So this is the 'Love Curse'."

Zhang Xiaofan said, "Although the Love Curse is extremely powerful, a person can only use it once in their life, and

after using it, their soul will be scattered and they will never be reborn. You should not learn it."

Biyao's face changed, but then she paused for a moment and said in a low voice, "You are right. Even

Lady , in the end, was useless."

The two spent a few more days here. Zhang Xiaofan was either in a daze or cultivating on his own, while Biyao often

stared blankly at the words on the stone wall that she called the "Love Curse".

But what followed was an even bigger problem facing them—they had run out of food.

Those who cultivate immortality, though capable of soaring through the heavens and diving into the seas, are ultimately still mortal beings. Legend has it that highly accomplished

predecessors practice the art of fasting, abstaining from both food and drink, but no one has ever witnessed it. Zhang Xiaofan and Biyao didn't have much food on them

, and despite their careful efforts, it was quickly consumed.

During this time, Zhang Xiaofan repeatedly told Biyao that he wouldn't eat the food and would save it for her. Although

Biyao seemed touched, she refused each time. Her reason was simple: she didn't want to die, but she was even less willing

to wait in the deathly silence of this cave, facing a skeleton and another slowly decaying corpse.

She feared that before anyone could rescue her, she would go mad.

They remained in the cave for an unknown amount of time, probably no more than two days, before Biyao stared blankly at her empty

food bag. Zhang Xiaofan, however, knew where they were going and wasn't worried.

"Sigh!" Biyao sat on the platform, the pile of bones beside her, yet she felt no discomfort.

It seemed that women of the Demonic Sect were indeed different from ordinary people. However, she now wore a sorrowful expression.

Zhang Xiaofan sat on the ground, looking at Biyao, and suddenly said, "I wonder how Senior Sister Lu is doing."

Mentioning Lu Xueqi and recalling the passion of that day in the Abyss of Death, Zhang Xiaofan's face couldn't help but blush slightly.

Biyao heard this and said, "You mean the woman you were with in the Abyss of Death that day?" Zhang Xiaofan nodded

and said, "Yes." Biyao thought of Lu Xueqi's stunning beauty and asked, "Did you like her very much?"

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, then honestly answered, "Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Biyao suddenly felt a surge of anger for no reason, feeling extremely irritated, but then she thought of her

impending death, sighed, and said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Biyao spoke, "I've had a question for you these past few days, and you

must answer me honestly." Zhang Xiaofan nodded and said, "Alright, go ahead! I'll tell you everything I know, and

I'll tell you the truth."

Biyao said, "A few days ago you said you wouldn't eat any more rations and would save them all for me. But we're not

related, and you're a righteous disciple while I'm a demonic witch, your enemy. Why are you being so

kind to me?" Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just felt I should do

it ."

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Biyao's lips, and a faint

tenderness She said softly, "Promise me one thing, okay?"

Zhang Xiaofan frowned and asked, "What?"

Biyao smiled faintly and said, "We've finished all our rations, and besides some water, we have nothing else

to eat . I'm afraid we'll starve to death in less than seven days."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't speak, but he already had a vague idea of what Biyao was going to say.

Biyao's expression remained calm as she said, "In a few days, if you see I'm not going to make it, then kill me first!

After I die, my body will still exist. If you're determined to live, eating my flesh will probably prolong your life."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at her coldly and said, "Do you think I would do that?"

Biyao looked at him, her eyes seeming to soften even more: "Don't you want to see your Senior Sister Lu

? You still have several fellow disciples in this Ten Thousand Bat Cave. They will definitely come looking for you. The longer you live, the greater

their chances of finding you will be, won't they?" Biyao lowered her head slightly, but her tone remained

calm.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Biyao and said, word by word, "Biyao, let me tell you, even if I starve to death, I

will never touch you!"

All of this seemed to be within Biyao's expectations. She wasn't angry; she just stared at him blankly. After a long pause,

she slowly said, "Whether you eat me or not is up to you, but you must kill me first!"

Zhang Xiaofan asked, "Why?"

Biyao shook her head and said, "I'm afraid..."

"Afraid of what?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.

"Do you know what it feels like to wait for death alone?" she whispered.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't speak, staring blankly at her.

The muscles at the corner of Biyao's eye seemed to twitch. Facing death, facing this boy who was the only one accompanying her in

the face of , she couldn't control her emotions. Even her voice

was somewhat hazy and empty: "When I was six years old, my mother took me back to the Six Fox Cave of Fox Mountain to see my grandmother.

Unexpectedly, your righteous path attacked at that time. Among them, the evil monk Pukong from Tianyin Temple used the magic weapon 'Floating Golden Bowl' to

collapse the entire Six Fox Cave, burying my mother, grandmother, and me alive underground."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan's eyes showed sympathy.

Biyao seemed completely lost in painful memories, her eyes staring blankly ahead,

just like her tone of voice—flat and empty, carrying the deepest sorrow: "Back then, I was

so scared I cried my eyes out. It was a small cave, and we were able to survive because of a few large rocks supporting it,

but Grandma's injuries were too severe, and she soon passed away. My mother and I cried our hearts out in that pitch blackness, and then she buried

Grandma ."

"We were buried deep underground, surrounded by nothing but hard, cold

rocks except for a few drops of water dripping from between the rocks. I was terrified, but my mother kept telling me: 'Little Yao, don't be afraid, Dad will definitely come to save us.'"

Although Zhang Xiaofan already knew all this, hearing Biyao recount it now, he felt deeply sorry for her

.

"But it was always pitch black here, and Father never came. I was so

scared in that dark cave, and I was so hungry, I kept crying. I remember Mother sighing beside me, holding me tightly in

her arms, constantly telling me: 'Xiaoyao, don't be afraid, Xiaoyao, don't be afraid, Mother won't let anything happen to you, your father will definitely

come to save us!'"

Biyao's face gradually turned pale, but she continued, "But Father still

did starving. I kept crying to Mother for food. Mother searched the cave again and again, but

never found anything. Later, I was so hungry I didn't even have the strength to cry anymore, I just

groaned in Mother's arms. Then one day, Mother found a piece of meat!..."

Almost as soon as Biyao spoke, Zhang Xiaofan saw her body tremble.

"I was so hungry, I didn't care about anything else, I ate it all, and then I seemed to fall asleep comfortably. It felt like

my mother was laughing in the darkness. Every now and then, my mother would find me a piece of meat, and

that's how survived. But my mother's voice grew weaker and weaker. Finally, one day, I called her, but she didn't answer.

From then on, I just waited to die alone in the darkness."

Biyao slowly turned her head to look at Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan felt a chill run down his spine under her gaze.

"Do you know what it's like to wait to die alone?

Do you know the smell of your mother's body slowly rotting beside you? Do you know what it's like to live in constant fear, never seeing your surroundings?"

With each question, even though Zhang Xiaofan had experienced it in his previous life, he couldn't help but tremble.

Biyao fell silent. Finally, as if waking from a dream, yet still half-awake, she continued in a

daze : "One day, suddenly, a beam of light shone down from above. I screamed in fright and hid in the deepest

corner. Then, the light grew brighter and brighter, and the opening above grew larger and larger. I heard my father calling my mother's and my

names. Then, I saw my father jump down and stand in front of me."

"He didn't look at me first, but at my mother. When the light shone, I was so focused on looking up that I forgot

to look at my mother. By the time I remembered, my father had already blocked my view of my mother's body. But I clearly saw my father's

body tremble, as if he had turned to stone. Then, Uncle Qinglong,

Uncle , all stood frozen in place, motionless."

"I suddenly felt terrified, even more terrified than waiting to die in this darkness. I whispered, 'Father.' Father

slowly turned around. Three uncles stood in a row behind him, blocking Mother's body. I still

couldn't see Mother. I whispered, 'Father, where is Mother?'"

Zhang Xiaofan could see clearly that Biyao trembled with every word she spoke, as if the girl

asking the question was right in front of them.

"Father didn't say anything, but his face was so terrifying. I was young, but I knew, I knew,

that he really wanted to kill me, to kill his own daughter! But in the end, he didn't. He saved me,

held me in his arms, and left that dark cave. Just before leaving, I secretly

looked . Mother's body had already been buried by the three uncles, only one hand was sticking out. But I don't know why,

that hand, that hand, that hand..."

Biyao's voice suddenly fell silent. Zhang Xiaofan was startled and looked at her, only to see that Biyao's face was deathly pale,

her eyes were closed, and her whole body had fallen straight down, as if she had fainted.

Zhang Xiaofan caught Biyao, his eyes welling up with tears...

Zhang Xiaofan helped Biyao to lie down on the platform. Looking at her pale face, Zhang Xiaofan

felt wishing he could take her pain away from her.

That night (though Zhang Xiaofan wasn't sure if it was actually night, he instinctively thought it was), Biyao

remained unconscious, occasionally calling out "Mother" and "Father" in her dreams.

This seemed to be a deeply painful memory for Biyao; she screamed several times in her unconscious state, drenched in cold sweat.

Finally, Biyao unintentionally flailed her arms and grabbed his shoulder, nestling in his arms. Seemingly

finding solace in something, she gradually calmed down and peacefully fell asleep. But her hands

gripped Zhang Xiaofan's clothes tightly, her nails digging into his flesh, causing him to grimace in pain. However, looking at Biyao's

pale face, he couldn't bear to leave, forcing himself to endure the pain as she nestled in his arms, sleeping peacefully.

This past event, for Biyao, seemed like a deeply wounding pain, buried deep in her heart for years.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment of life and death, it resurfaced, stirring her emotions. Coupled with the scarcity of food and her weakened state,

she remained unconscious for a long time.

Zhang Xiaofan, gazing at the beautiful girl still tightly clutching him in her deep sleep, felt a pang of sorrow and

shook his head bitter smile.

After a while, Zhang Xiaofan himself became drowsy, but he forced himself to sit upright, for Biyao

was now lying in his arms. Looking at her haggard and slightly pained face, Zhang Xiaofan vowed that

he would be willing to die for her right now.

Sitting like this was no easy task. He sat on the platform, one foot dangling in the air and the other

on the ground, half-leaning, his body ramrod straight, with nothing to lean against. After a while, his body ached all over,

especially where Biyao was gripping him tightly. Her fingers were so strong that even after she had fallen asleep, the pain hadn't

lessened at all; it was excruciating. It was only because Zhang Xiaofan was relatively resilient that he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Anyone else would probably have jumped up long ago.

After a while, drowsiness crept in, and Zhang Xiaofan actually

dozed off while sitting, amidst the gradually numbing pain and aches.

"Ah..."

Zhang Xiaofan stretched and woke up, feeling pain all over his body. Just as he was sighing, he suddenly realized

that he hadn't known when he was lying on the platform, and Biyao, who had been beside him, was nowhere to be seen.

Zhang Xiaofan knew without a second thought where Biyao had gone, so he quickly got up and ran outside.

Upon entering the stone chamber dedicated to the two evil gods of the Demonic Sect, Zhang Xiaofan found Biyao

there .

Before the benevolent-looking Youming Holy Mother and the ferocious-looking Tiansha Mingwang, Biyao knelt on the ground, her shoulders…

Her head shook, and though she tried her best to suppress it, she still let out low sobs.

She was actually crying.

Zhang Xiaofan went over to Biyao, squatted down, and said softly, "Don't cry!

What ?"

Unexpectedly, his words only made things worse. The grief that Biyao had been suppressing suddenly

burst forth. Her voice immediately rose, and she sobbed loudly. She slowly raised her head, and her once jade-like

face was now covered with pearly tears.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Biyao like this, his heart aching. He said, "Don't cry.

Tell me what's wrong."

Biyao's eyes were blurry with tears. Looking at Zhang Xiaofan's gentle face, she shook her head, clenched her teeth, but the pain

she had been holding back for over a decade finally burst forth.

"It was me, it was me who killed my mother!" This woman, deeply trapped in painful memories, said

sadly.

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said softly, "You didn't kill your mother. Her death has nothing to do with you. You were too young to understand anything

back then . I believe your mother, if she were alive, wouldn't want to see you like this."

Biyao choked back tears, "But...but Father has always hated me. I know he wishes I were dead.

He blames me for killing Mother!"

"How could that be!" Zhang Xiaofan said gently, "How could your father hate you? Didn't he come to save you?

Has he mistreated you all these years? I believe your father feels guilty towards you. He probably

thinks it was his own fault that you lost your mother, so he loves you too much to hate you."

Biyao

trembled, her face paling slightly. Zhang Xiaofan said, "Let bygones be

bygones ! You must live well for tomorrow, cherish everything you have now, and not lose it. Only then

will your mother's sacrifice have meaning! I believe your mother's spirit in heaven hopes that you can live well."

Biyao listened without speaking for a long time, then slowly raised her head, looking at Zhang Xiaofan with eyes full of tenderness.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at her, smiled slightly, and said, "Don't worry! Even if the sky falls, I'll

hold it up for you ."

Hearing this, Biyao shuddered, tears welling up in her eyes again.

"You're very good," she suddenly said softly.

Zhang Xiaofan said, "We're going to die together, it's nothing."

Biyao slowly stopped crying, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, sighed softly, and said, "Yes, we

're going to die together." Then, as if remembering something, she asked Zhang Xiaofan again, "When you and I die

here, have you ever regretted it?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Biyao and said, word by word, "I will never regret dying with you!"

Upon hearing this, Biyao smiled, a very happy smile.

After a long while, she slowly turned her head, looked at the two statues, and bowed down: "Holy Mother, may

you have mercy on the world, protect and bless them; Venerable King of Light, I hope you will use your power to save..."

Her voice suddenly stopped, and she lay motionless on the ground. At that moment, it seemed as if everything around her had

fallen , but in her mind, it was like a turbulent sea, and a glimmer of light flashed within these waves,

yet remained faintly visible. She tried desperately to grasp it, to remember it.

She slowly raised her head, cautiously looking at the statue of the Heavenly Fiend King on her right, again and again,

a thought echoing in her mind as she cried out, "No, no, something's missing from this statue..."

She looked again and again, barely daring to breathe, until finally, her gaze fell upon the statue's

empty right hand.

She leaped up, unable to contain her joy any longer, and shouted, "The Heaven-Opening Axe! That's it! Where did the Heaven-Opening Axe

go?"

According to the legends of the Demonic Sect, the Holy Mother of the Netherworld was a deity who nurtured countless lives, while the Heavenly Fiend King was a fierce god who created heaven and earth and wielded

punishment —a stark contrast to the ancient legend of the giant god Pangu creating the world. Legend has it that the Heavenly Fiend King wielded

a "giant axe that opened the heavens," hence the axe's shape was inevitably depicted in later statues. But the right hand of this statue

was empty. Biyao knew that within the Demonic Sect, the Heavenly Fiend King was one of the two supreme deities, and no

one intentionally disrespect him. Furthermore, the Blood Refining Hall, which built the Dripping Blood Cave, was also a faction within the Demonic Sect; there must be a reason behind this.

Biyao grabbed Zhang Xiaofan and shouted, "If you want to live, come here quickly!"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled slightly, thinking, "Finally, I can leave this place."

Biyao pulled Zhang Xiaofan along, rushing like a gust of wind into the treasure room on the right.

Upon entering, Biyao began rummaging through the pile of iron junk.

Soon, Biyao let out a cheer as she laboriously picked up a huge iron-cast

axe . Judging from her expression, it must have been incredibly heavy.

Zhang Xiaofan stepped forward to help her hold the axe, and indeed, it felt extremely heavy; even with their combined strength, they were

struggling to lift it.

Biyao said directly, "If you want to live, help me move this iron axe to the statue."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded, and the two of them, working together with great effort, dragged the axe to

the stone chamber where the statue was located and placed it in the hands of the Heavenly Fiend King.

After doing this, Zhang Xiaofan lay on the ground, panting heavily.

Biyao was also panting heavily, but she couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes. After resting for a while, she went to

the statue and observed it carefully. She saw that the statue of the Heavenly Fiend King, with the addition of a giant axe, was indeed much more

imposing and awe-inspiring. She respectfully bowed to the statue of the Heavenly Fiend King and said, "Your Majesty,

please forgive my rudeness."

After speaking, she reached out and grabbed the giant axe, tentatively shaking it up and down, but there was no movement.

After all, she herself had put the giant axe in there; if there were any movement, it would have already happened.

Biyao frowned, whispering, "Something's not right. The mechanism should be here..."

As she spoke, her anxiety grew, and she tightened her grip on the giant axe, shifting it so much that it also moved the right hand of the Heavenly Fiend King

statue slightly. Suddenly, a heavy, mechanical sound seemed to echo in the stone chamber.

Zhang Xiaofan jumped up, and Biyao's face lit up with joy. They exchanged a glance, and Zhang Xiaofan ran over to them...

Biyao and her companion grabbed the giant axe and pulled hard. The axe, along with the right hand of the Heavenly Fiend King, rose from its lowered

position to mid-air. Moments later, a deafening roar echoed through the stone chamber.

The two were terrified, their ears ringing and in excruciating pain. They quickly pressed their ears to the floor. After a while, the

roaring continued, but behind the statue, the massive, solid stone wall slowly

parted, revealing a passageway and ascending stone steps that led upwards into darkness.

Suddenly, the stone chamber containing the statue began to shake violently, and stones rained down from above.

Without , as if by telepathy, ran simultaneously towards the steps and plunged into the darkness.

Eight hundred years ago, when the Blood Refining Hall of the Demonic Cult built the Blood Dripping Cave, they had already considered

the possibility of it being breached by enemies if it were to decline in the future. Therefore, they secretly constructed this passage within the mountain's interior of this stone chamber. If the enemy were to break in, they could

escape through this route. Moments later, the Blood Dripping Cave would collapse, burying the enemy and countless secrets of the Blood Refining Hall.

Zhang Xiaofan and Biyao ran desperately forward, hearing continuous loud crashes and flying rocks behind them. If they slowed down

even a step , they feared they would die there. They truly used the last ounce of strength in their bodies to run forward. They hadn't run far

when they were plunged into complete darkness. In this narrow and dark passage, they lost count of how many times they fell and bumped into things

. All they heard were deafening roars and flying rocks, as if the entire Kongsang Mountain was raging,

shaking incessantly. But finally, driven by a desperate desire to survive, they saw a sliver of light shining through the darkness ahead.

The entrance to this secret cave was originally located halfway up Mount Kongsang, beneath a cliff on the shady side of the mountain, where the trees were lush and the place extremely

secluded. No wonder no one had seen it for eight hundred years; it's likely that most of the descendants of the Blood Refining Hall today are unaware of this place either.

Zhang Xiaofan and Biyao stumbled out, and almost the instant they hit the ground,

a deafening roar was heard. A massive boulder weighing tens of thousands of pounds crashed down, sending dust flying and completely blocking the entrance. From that day forward,

no one could ever see the secret hidden within the mountain again.

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