Published: March 8, 2025
Chu Yang let out a cry and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. Soon after, he coughed up three more times, releasing three streams of boiling red blood. In the midst of the spinning world around him, he vaguely saw a figure in black before him, dressed in ink-black clothing, standing tall and elegant, with a face like a painting, exuding unparalleled grace.
It was Wu Qianqian.
Wu Qianqian stood there vivaciously, her eyes filled with sorrow and reluctance as she looked at him. It seemed as if she wanted to reach out and touch his face but couldn’t, yearning to throw herself into his arms, yet growing further away.
"Chu Yang, I'm leaving... You must be happy..."
In the haze, it seemed like Wu Qianqian's faint calling echoed, accompanied by a heartfelt blessing imbued with the power of the soul...
Chu Yang suddenly coughed up another mouthful of blood. In that instant, his heart ached as if it were dying, his spirit felt lost and adrift.
Within the nine calamity space, the Sword Spirit roared, "Heavenly Repair Jade! Heavenly Repair Jade!"
Chu Yang, bewildered, asked, "What...?"
The Sword Spirit shouted angrily, "Quick! Use the Heavenly Repair Jade! If you don't use it now, once her body is no longer soft, she will truly die!"
"Heavenly Repair Jade?" Chu Yang suddenly realized, his mind having been overly stimulated, he had actually forgotten this powerful weapon. He struggled to clear his mind but still felt somewhat dazed. In desperation, he grabbed a broken sword from the ground and stabbed it harshly into his thigh.
The excruciating pain jolted his senses awake: "How do I use the Heavenly Repair Jade?"
"First, put it in her mouth to preserve her life and soul!" the Sword Spirit urged.
Chu Yang hurriedly reached into the nine calamity space, only to find his hand was still broken. He didn’t care, swiftly correcting his bone with a snap, pulled out the Heavenly Repair Jade, took the largest piece, and sent it toward Wu Qianqian's mouth.
However, Wu Qianqian's lips were tightly closed, and she was unable to swallow. He watched helplessly as the Heavenly Repair Jade shimmered, slowly melting at her lips. Chu Yang felt a fire of anxiety and suddenly lowered his head, holding the Heavenly Repair Jade in his mouth, and pressed it against Wu Qianqian's lips, forcefully blowing the pure life force released from the melting jade through the tiny gaps between her teeth.
Fearing that after this, the spiritual energy of the Heavenly Repair Jade would be divided and Wu Qianqian would be unable to recover, he took another piece and administered it to her.
Just as he was about to reach for a third piece, the Sword Spirit quickly said, "That's enough! You don’t need that many; it will burst her!"
Chu Yang then stopped.
He quickly restored his broken hand, activated the Nine Heavens Divine Skill to circulate his meridians, and then rushed to retrieve the incomplete version of the ninefold pill, handing it to Meng Chaoran, urging him to give one to everyone who was injured.
Then, Chu Yang began to wait.
Waiting for Wu Qianqian to wake up.
The battle just now, though it seemed drawn out, had actually occurred in the blink of an eye; it had just begun and was already over!
There was only one enemy, but on his side, aside from the distant Meng Chaoran, everyone else was gravely injured!
The danger of the battle surpassed any conflict Chu Yang had faced since he started his journey!
This was also Chu Yang’s first confrontation with a supreme being, and it was against a ninth rank supreme at that!
The disparity in strength was akin to the difference between earth and sky!
It was simply incomparable!
Mo Lei Er's injuries were relatively light, but Dong Wushang was severely wounded. While it wasn't life-threatening, if he didn't have the incomplete version of the ninefold pill, Dong Wushang might never recover after today!
Mo Qingwu had fought desperately twice and was now unconscious.
Chu Le'er had been struck from a distance by the men in black and couldn't get up at all.