Published: February 24, 2025
“It's the saintess.” Qin Xin said respectfully, “Saintess, back then you and Tan Yun fought to the death, both sides suffering heavy losses.”
“You were in a coma, barely clinging to life, so the palace master immediately brought you back to the divine soul celestial palace...”
Before Qin Xin could finish speaking, Nangong Yuqin coldly interrupted,
“Thud!”
Qin Xin immediately knelt down, looking bewildered, “Saintess, please calm down, I’m telling the truth.”
“Is that so?” Nangong Yuqin fixed her gaze on Qin Xin, as if wanting to see through her heart, “Then why do the people from Huangfu Sacred Sect say that Tan Yun saved me? Answer me.”
A flash of panic crossed Qin Xin's eyes before she returned to normal, “Replying to the Saintess, please don’t believe their lies. Your survival has nothing to do with Tan Yun, it was truly the palace master who saved you!”
“Good.” Nangong Yuqin looked coldly at Qin Xin, “You may leave. I’ll find someone else to ask. If you dare to deceive me, you will face the consequences!”
Qin Xin trembled, her voice shaking, “Saintess… I… I didn’t mean to deceive you. It’s just the palace master issued orders preventing us disciples from participating in the grand competition of the four techniques!”
“Master?” Nangong Yuqin furrowed her brows slightly, her tone softening, “Qin Xin, tell me. I won’t reveal what you tell me to anyone.”
“Alright.” Qin Xin nodded, worriedly saying, “Saintess, I’m telling you this, but please don’t inform the palace master, otherwise, I might lose my life.”
“Okay, I promise you.” Shen Subing replied, “You may speak now.”
Qin Xin’s thoughts returned to the time of the grand competition of the four techniques. After pondering for a moment, she truthfully said, “Replying to the Saintess, back then you were severely injured by Tan Yun and had already stopped breathing. Just when everyone thought you were dead, the badly wounded Tan Yun spoke up.”
“He said you needed to take the Soul Condensing and Spirit Gathering Elixir immediately to ensure you wouldn’t die for a hundred days.”
“And during the grand competition of the four techniques, there was a Soul Condensing and Spirit Gathering Elixir in the Respect Grade Artifact wall, number 188. The palace master and Ru Yan Sovereign wanted to give it to you after that.”
“Later, Tan Yun repeatedly urged the palace master to make sure to give you the High-Quality Respect Grade Elixir: Soul Reversion Elixir within a hundred days, so you could revive. He also said that you absolutely must not take any other elixirs, or you would surely die.”
After hearing this, Nangong Yuqin closed her eyes and waved her hand, “I understand. You may leave.”
“Yes, Saintess.” Qin Xin replied and left…
Nangong Yuqin slowly opened her eyes, her delicate brows furrowed as if she recalled something. A hint of confusion flashed in her beautiful eyes as her mind replayed that heart-wrenching sound:
“Don’t die… please don’t die… I beg you to wake up and tell me… why do I feel sad when I see you, why do I feel upset…”
Nangong Yuqin clutched her aching heart, murmuring, “That familiar voice is Tan Yun’s. Was it just an illusion while I was unconscious, or did it truly happen?”
“Three days ago, after I stabbed him with a sword, I felt heartache, I felt sorrow. Does he feel the same way about me?”
“Was it the sound of him crying when he thought I was going to die during our battle…”
“Tan Yun…” Nangong Yuqin looked melancholic, “What kind of unresolvable connection do we have that makes us feel this way about each other…”
……
The next day, as the sun rose in the east.
The golden dragon spirit lion carried Tan Yun and Gongsun Ruoxi above the forest.
During these four days, Gongsun Ruoxi had become numb with shock at the sight of Tan Yun and the golden dragon spirit lion!
She noticed that both Tan Yun and the golden dragon spirit lion had healing abilities that were increasingly monstrous.