Qin Wanwan had the same thought. If Shen Zhiming, who was in the Tribulation stage, wanted to fight tooth and nail with them, there really was no way they could defeat him.
Qin Wanwan immediately began to cut the carriage’s ropes, but it seemed that the ropes were specially made. Despite Qin Wanwan wildly slashing at them with her sword, sparks flew, and the ropes were only torn a bit.
Qin Wanwan put all her strength into cutting the ropes. While Jun Shu sat at the back, watched Jian Xingzhi and the others risking their lives for him. He watched the young woman standing unwaveringly at the carriage door and guarding it.
He felt that his life had reached a new level.
He couldn’t help but speak up, wanting to be honest: “Miss, actually, I’m not a good person. Why don’t you give up on me?”
Jian Xingzhi, from a high vantage point, saw that Qin Wanwan hadn’t cut the rope after a long while. He thought she hadn’t understood his meaning, so he shouted, “What are you doing! Cut off the tail to survive! Survive! Give up on that old man, don’t play with your life out of kindness!”
Kind my ass!
Qin Wanwan crouched in front of the carriage, desperately cutting at the steel-like ropes with all her strength. From behind, her body trembling intensely from the excessive movements could be seen. She dared not speak, afraid that the moment she did, she would lose all her strength.
Jun Shu couldn’t see the movements of Qin Wanwan’s hands; he only saw the young woman, trembling uncontrollably like a leaf from fear. She was clearly being scolded by her Master, yet still refused to give up on him.
“Miss…”
This time, he was truly moved.
At that very moment, Shen Zhiming struck Cuilu with his palm, sending her flying. He charged directly toward Qin Wanwan. Jian Xingzhi shouted at the top of his lungs, “Beicheng!”
Qin Wanwan suddenly lifted her head and saw the sword energy descending toward her like a meteor. Instinctively, she unleashed the Sword Intent that Shen Zhiming had left in her body, swinging it out with all her strength.
When Shen Zhiming left to investigate the dispute between her and Su Yueli, he had left behind a Sword Intent for her to use against Jun Shu if he were to make any move. At this moment, that Sword Intent was finally unleashed.
The moment the Sword Intent was unleashed, both Shen Zhiming and Jun Shu opened their eyes wide.
However, it was too late for Shen Zhiming to sheath the sword. Seeing the tip of the sword reaching toward her chest, Qin Wanwan had no way to dodge. Just at that moment, a purple robe flashed by, and the wearer stood in front of the sword that was aiming at her.
Shen Zhiming’s longsword pierced through Xie Gutang’s shoulder, and at the same time, the Sword Intent unleashed by Qin Wanwan, and Jian Xingzhi’s flying sword stabbed into Shen Zhiming’s body one after the other. Shen Zhiming fixed his gaze firmly on Qin Wanwan, confirming that he no longer had the strength to fight, he immediately transformed into a streak of light and tried to escape.
Qin Wanwan stared blankly at Xie Gutang standing in front of her. The sword cultivator was tall and slender, his wide sleeves fluttering in the wind. One hand gripped the longsword, his face stained with blood. He turned his head sideways to look at Qin Wanwan and asked, “Are you alright?”
His voice overlapped with the figure in her Sea of Consciousness, and Qin Wanwan’s heart skipped a heavy, slow beat.
Is it…is it Xie Gutang?
The person she likes… is… Xie…
Before she could think further, she heard Jian Xingzhi roaring loudly, “Don’t you dare run!”
She suddenly turned around and saw countless lightsabers all over the sky chasing the fleeting figure of Shen Zhiming. Upon seeing the lightsabers, Qin Wanwan realized that Jian Xingzhi had once again activated his Sea of Consciousness. She immediately stood up and, following Jian Xingzhi, chased after him while shouting, “Master!”
“Senior, Wanwan!”
Seeing the two of them chasing Shen Zhiming down the mountain one after the other, Xie Gutang immediately followed them. However, halfway down, he suddenly heard Qin Wanwan’s voice in his ear: “Take everyone to Huangcheng first. Once you’re safe, we’ll meet up.”
Xie Gutang paused for a moment, watching as the three of them, one after the other, disappeared into the sea of clouds below the mountain.
He stared blankly at the sea of clouds. After a moment of thought, he gritted his teeth and turned back, heading to the mountaintop. Cuilu was still treating her injuries, accompanied by a group of maidservants. Jun Shu was still sitting in place, looking completely dazed.
It’s Qin Wan…
He scrambled like a madman to the edge of the mountain road, looking down at the sea of clouds below, and suddenly came to his senses.
The person who cared for him, accompanied him, and never abandoned him was the Qin Wan who had always loved him!
How could he have not realized this?
How could anyone be so willing to protect him at any cost, disregarding life and death?
Only Qin Wan, only Qin Wan would do this for him!
Jun Shu wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. Xie Gutang raised his hand to stop the bleeding from his wound, then grabbed him forcefully, speaking coldly, “Let’s go.”
Hearing his voice, Jun Shu suddenly turned his head, looking coldly at Xie Gutang.
Xie Gutang noticed the sudden change in Jun Shu’s expression, furrowed his brows and asked, “What are you looking at?”
“Hmph.”
Jun Shu snorted coldly and turned his head away.
This pretty boy, dared to seduce his fiancée, wait for him to recover his cultivation…
Wait, Xie Gutang?
Jun Shu suddenly realized with embarrassment that even if he recovered his cultivation, it seemed like he still couldn’t win?
He was momentarily struck, falling silent as he began to silently compare his strength with Xie Gutang’s. He had a Ninth-grade Golden Core, and so did Xie Gutang. He was the young master of Lecheng, while Xie Gutang was the Senior Brother of Tian Jian Sect. He was the strongest music cultivator among the younger generation, and Xie Gutang was the cultivator of Sword of Consciousness of Tian Jian Sect…
And so on.
Jun Shu suddenly realized something and came to his senses, and asked himself, the Wenxin Sword?
As he recalled this, he felt a sudden sense of relief. He raised his head, and his gaze toward Xie Gutang became much friendlier.
“Master,” he changed his way of addressing, “Are you alright? Are you tired? Do you need to rest for a while?”
“Shut up.”
Xie Gutang raised his hand and pressed Jun Shu directly against the wall, almost embedding him into it. Once he had quieted him down, he turned to look at Cuilu: “Lord Cuilu, let’s set off.”
As Xie Gutang and Cuilu set off towards Huangcheng, Qin Wanwan followed Jian Xingzhi down the mountain.
Just past the sea of clouds, they saw countless crows and lightsabers approaching them in a dense mass. Jian Xingzhi was chasing Shen Zhiming like a madman, completely disregarding the lightsabers slicing through the air around him. Qin Wanwan followed closely behind, barely dodging the lightsabers, and cried out, “Master, stop chasing him!”
Hearing Qin Wanwan’s voice, Jian Xingzhi paused for a moment. In that instant, the lightsabers gathered around. Qin Wanwan was the first to act, waving her sword, Yuān Níng, to force them back. At the same time, she casted a spell to block the lightsabers around them. Her fingertips touched Jian Xingzhi’s forehead, channeling spiritual energy into his chaotic Sea of Consciousness to stabilize it. “Let him go, he’s not worth it.”
Jian Xingzhi remained silent. He raised his eyes to look at Qin Wanwan.
If it were anyone else telling him this, he wouldn’t have bothered to listen. Those who valued their lives couldn’t kill. As for killing, what was there to consider about “worth”?
Shen Zhiming had caused trouble in front of him again and again, and now he even dared to attack his disciple. If he didn’t kill him today, Jian Xingzhi would feel upset.
But seeing Qin Wanwan covered in blood, he couldn’t bring himself to say those words. Compared to killing Shen Zhiming, it was more important to treat Qin Wanwan first.
Qin Wanwan channeled spiritual energy to stabilize Jian Xingzhi’s Sea of Consciousness. Seeing him stop chasing and turning to destroy the sword formation nearby, Qin Wanwan immediately called out, “Master, let me do it.”
As she finished speaking, she raised her hand, and Yuān Níng’s radiant light burst forth. With a powerful sweep, the lightsabers around them were instantly cleared.
Jian Xingzhi paused for a moment and realized that, unknowingly, Qin Wanwan had become this strong.
She was now capable of protecting her Master.
He couldn’t tell whether he felt disappointed or relieved, but he allowed Qin Wanwan to pull him along, giving him no chance to resist, and was directly taken to the ground.
After landing, they discovered that this place seemed to be a cliff, with mountains on both sides. Nearby, a stream of flowing lava was bubbling. The temperature emitted by the lava made the entire environment appear extremely hot.
After calming down, Jian Xingzhi finally realized that Qin Wanwan was right. His Sea of Consciousness was indeed somewhat unsustainable. His head throbbed with intense pain. However, he didn’t show it. He casually found a spot to sit down, wanting to rest for a moment, and then noticed that Qin Wanwan was covered in blood. He raised his hand and called her over: “Come here, I’ll treat your wounds.”
Qin Wanwan didn’t say anything. She took some medicine from her Qiankun pouch and walked over to Jian Xingzhi’s side, and only said frankly, “Take off your clothes.”
“Why should I take off my clothes?”
Jian Xingzhi looked confused, and Qin Wanwan, holding the medicine, maintained a restrained expression: “You’re injured now, and your Sea of Consciousness is damaged. It’s not suitable to use any more spiritual energy for you. Also, even if you could use Chunsheng,” she raised her eyes to meet his, “won’t it hurt more?”
It was the first time Jian Xingzhi had been questioned like this, and he felt inexplicably flustered, yet also confused: “I… it’s normal to feel pain when fighting.”
Qin Wanwan was speechless for a moment.
“Take off your clothes.”
She knew that Jian Xingzhi’s brain structure was different from ordinary people’s, and she had no other way to explain to him either. She could only threaten him: “If you don’t apply the medicine first, I won’t apply either.”
Jian Xingzhi saw how stubborn Qin Wanwan was being and felt somewhat helpless. He raised his hand and took off his shirt, grabbing the medicine from her. As he applied it to himself, he grumbled, “I can just apply the medicine, there’s no need for you to do it. I’ve fought more battles than you could ever imagine. This little injury is nothing. If you hadn’t stopped me today, I would have already killed Shen Zhiming.”
“Kill Shen Zhiming, and your Sea of Consciousness will collapse. At best, you’d fall into madness; at worst, you’d destroy yourself,” Qin Wanwan said as she saw that he had already applied the medicine to his front. She snatched the medicine from his hand, moved behind him, and began applying it to his back. “At that point, I’d have to take care of a crazy Master like you. Don’t you ever think about the consequences for others when you act?”
Her words left Jian Xingzhi stunned. He sat there, dazed, as the young woman’s fingertips gently coated the cool medicine onto his wounds.
The wounds didn’t hurt that much, but the spots where her fingertips brushed felt soft, and he felt a slight itch.
Jian Xingzhi didn’t know what to say for a moment. He thought back to when Qin Wanwan had thought he was dead in Guicheng, cursing at him in front of everyone. He was a selfish and overbearing Master, never caring about her feelings, always beating her. When he thought about it, it was indeed true.
But aside from that, he didn’t know how to interact with Qin Wanwan or how to be a good master.
In fact, he also wanted to be like Xie Gutang, doing things that would make Qin Wanwan happy—like complimenting her dance, or perhaps giving her some food or something small.
But every time he thought about such things, he would first think about strengthening her physique, about quickly accumulating enough points to help her ascend. Once she returned to the Immortal Realm, they would truly be master and disciple. He could visit her parents, improve her living conditions, and make sure her parents wouldn’t have to sell candied hawthorn anymore…
He lowered his head, feeling a bit hesitant to speak. Qin Wanwan finished applying the medicine and took out some bandages from her Qiankun pouch: “Why aren’t you saying anything?”
“Well… I’ve always been alone, never thought about these things,” Jian Xingzhi said with some difficulty, “But… from now on, I won’t be like this. I’ll think more about you.”
Hearing this, Qin Wanwan was momentarily stunned. She hadn’t expected Jian Xingzhi to respond like this, and she couldn’t help but feel a little helpless.
She felt that Jian Xingzhi was truly a disaster—he always caused trouble, yet it was hard to bring herself to blame him.
She obviously wanted to beat him to death from the beginning, but now she…
Actually, she felt a bit sorry for him.
It feels like raising a lively, mischievous Husky, prancing around and causing chaos, and finally coming back wagging its tail to take credit. She wanted to hit it and make it into dog stew, but then thought…
Forget it, why bother arguing with a dog?
Qin Wanwan helplessly bandaged him up, then took the medicine and went to a nearby stone: “I’m going to apply the medicine.”
“Mm.”
Jian Xingzhi knew that it was inconvenient for him to apply the medicine to her, so he nodded, feeling a little disappointed for some reason.
He couldn’t help but think, If this disciple were a man, it would be so much easier. He could apply the medicine to her himself.
He felt a bit conflicted inside. Qin Wanwan applied the medicine to the places she could reach behind the stone, but the wounds on her back were too hard to reach. After thinking for a moment, she finally spoke, “Master.”
“Hmm?”
“I… I can’t reach the wounds on my back.”
Qin Wanwan’s voice was very light: “Can you help me, please?”
Jian Xingzhi’s heart started beating faster when he heard it.
But he immediately scolded himself. There was no man or woman in front of the doctor. If he feels embarrassed, it’s because he’s guilty of something.
He calmed himself and replied, “Alright,” then tore a piece from his sleeve, tied it around his eyes, and stood up, walking behind the stone.
“Don’t worry,” he said, sensing Qin Wanwan’s position as he walked over. He knelt on one knee in front of her. “I can’t see.”
“Okay.” Qin Wanwan always trusted Jian Xingzhi, knowing that he had no distractions, She took off her clothes, turned around, and stood with her bare back facing him.
“The medicine is on your left.”
Qin Wanwan gave a reminder, and Jian Xingzhi grabbed the medicine bottle. She then directed him, “The first wound is three inches below the shoulder.”
Jian Xingzhi responded, raising his hand to apply the medicine to Qin Wanwan’s back.
He couldn’t see anything, so he relied entirely on his senses, making his sense of touch become extremely sharp.
As his fingers touched her back, Jian Xingzhi realized that her bones were different from his—more delicate and small. Her skin, too, was different, soft as jade and smooth as silk. Even though he had hammered and trained her for so long, she didn’t seem to have developed the hard, rigid body of a sword cultivator.
She seemed to be very soft?
A sudden thought popped into Jian Xingzhi’s mind, and his hand couldn’t help but tremble.
Qin Wanwan, feeling the hesitation, looked confused. “Master?”
“No…. Nothing.”
Jian Xingzhi stuttered: “What about the next wound?”
“One inch to the left of this wound.”
Qin Wanwan continued to give instructions, and Jian Xingzhi didn’t dare to speak again.
Once a distracting thought surfaces, it’s hard to get rid of. Stopping midway to apply medicine now would only make it more awkward and deliberate.
The surrounding molten lava bubbled and gurgled, and the temperature was so hot that it made people feel uncomfortably stifling.
It seemed that the Charm Insect was acting up again.
Jian Xingzhi pondered, his mind feeling stiff as he reviewed all possible explanations.
Could it be that the instability in his Sea of Consciousness had caused his heart demons to mutate?
He pondered deeply, his fingertips, coated with medicine, gliding over Qin Wanwan’s back.
His fingertips were calloused, and with such a gentle sweep, Qin Wanwan couldn’t help but shiver.
Jian Xingzhi hurriedly spoke, “Did I hurt you?”
“No.”
Qin Wanwan hurriedly spoke, flustered by the sudden feeling just now: “I… I just suddenly felt a bit hot.”
“Oh.”
Jian Xingzhi nodded, feeling somewhat relieved, and murmured in a hoarse voice, “It is indeed a bit hot.”
Neither of them dared to speak again. Jian Xingzhi felt that this situation was somewhat difficult to endure.
It was definitely the Charm Insect acting up again, he was sure of it.
He swallowed hard, finished applying medicine to the last wound, and then raised his hand to bandage Qin Wanwan.
The bandage wrapped around her front, as if hugging her, then circled around her back. After going back and forth a few times, Jian Xingzhi tied the knot, and adjusted her clothes. Hearing Qin Wanwan rustling around to tidy her clothes in front of him, he finally couldn’t help but say, “Beicheng.”
“Are you done?”
“I’m done.”
Kneeling in front of him, Qin Wanwan tidied her clothes. Hearing her response, he relaxed and removed the blindfold. While taking it off, he awkwardly asked her, “You… can you give me some blood?”
“Hmm?” Qin Wanwan paused, a little confused.
Jian Xingzhi heard her asking in return, his heart racing quickly, and feeling flustered, he hurriedly explained, “I… I think the Charm Insect is acting up again.”
This topic was a bit shameful.
Qin Wanwan didn’t dare to turn around, but she felt a little relieved. So it was the Charm Insect; she might also be affected by it.
She tidied her clothes, nodded, then raised her hand to pull her hair back, exposing her slender neck: “How much do you need?”
Jian Xingzhi wasn’t sure either. According to the theory, it was one drop of blood a month, but now it hadn’t even been a month, and he didn’t know how much blood was needed in this situation.
He stepped forward and placed a hand on Qin Wanwan’s shoulder: “I… I’ll see.”
As he spoke, he leaned toward Qin Wanwan’s neck and gently breathed. There was a small cut on Qin Wanwan’s fair neck as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.
A bead of blood appeared, and Jian Xingzhi felt so flustered that his hands trembled. He thought he should say something, so he racked his brain and suddenly came up with an idea: “Does… does it hurt?”
Qin Wanwan: “……”
“Master,” Qin Wanwan reminded him seriously, “This small wound doesn’t hurt at all compared to broken bones.”
As she spoke, Qin Wanwan tried to steer the seemingly awkward atmosphere back on track, she said in a straightforward manner: “Go ahead and drink.”
Jian Xingzhi was influenced by Qin Wanwan’s straightforwardness and nodded, bringing his lips closer.
He first licked the bead of blood, but the metallic taste seemed to have little effect. So, he drank a few more sips, desperately reciting sutras in his mind, trying to be a good Master again.
However, the sutras could not stop his rising desires, and before he knew it, his hand had unconsciously slid to Qin Wanwan’s arm. Qin Wanwan finally sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
She felt a bit scared, yet there was also an indescribable feeling…
It was similar to the strange feeling of being single for too long and finding even a dog looking handsome.
Jian Xingzhi was a gentleman, definitely not the kind of person to overtake things; if there was something wrong, it should be that she was being too frivolous.
In order to break this strange atmosphere, Qin Wanwan decided to say something. She needed to bring up a more important topic to capture both of their attention and avoid letting the situation become too awkward.
She thought for a moment and finally thought of something important!
“Master.”
“Hmm?”
“I think I know who the shadow in my Sea of Consciousness is.”
“Mm?” Jian Xingzhi’s mind finally became clearer, and he asked in a hoarse voice: “Who?”
“Xie Gutang.”
Qin Wanwan spoke calmly, and Jian Xingzhi’s movements froze.
In an instant, all the lingering emotions vanished. It seemed that Qin Wanwan’s blood had taken effect, and he no longer felt any strange emotions.
He just sat there, frozen in place, motionless.
At that very moment, the system made a ‘ding-ding-dang-dang’ sound, followed by the noise of coins being deposited and cheerful applause. The system’s excited announcement rang out:
【Grand Holiday Sale! Grand Holiday Sale! The system has helped you participate in the headquarters’ big lottery and won 500 points. Congratulations, host! You’ve won the prize!】
Won… won the prize?
Jian Xingzhi thought blankly, What… what kind of holiday is this? Did Gu Beicheng also win?
【Mini Theater – 1】
Jian Xingzhi: “In front of the doctor, there are no distinctions between men and women. If I have distracting thoughts, it’s my own problem.”
(Tears the sleeve, covers the eyes)
Jian Xingzhi: Yes, I have a problem.
【Mini Theater – 2】
Chapter 33:
Author: “I’ve cut off all other options for you, just so that you can kiss each other. The atmosphere is all set, you absolutely must not let me down!”
Jian Xingzhi: “Can I bite your scalp?”
Author: “Go away!”
Chapter 49:
Author: “I’ve set up the atmosphere for you, cleared the scene, and activated the golden finger. If you two don’t fall in love right now, I’m going to destroy everything!!”
Qin Wanwan: “This atmosphere is too strange. I need to find something to break it. Master, I think I like Xie Gutang.”
Jian Xingzhi: “Wow, your blood is really effective. I immediately lost all my strange feelings.”
Author: “I’m exhausted.”
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