Yue Lianqing gripped her sword tightly, a wave of fear washing over her. Behind her, she heard a whooshing sound; soon, the demonic beasts would be charging towards her.

Yue Lianqing gritted her teeth and decided to go all out, since it was just a matter of death anyway. She still chose Meilan's direction. This time, Meilan seemed even more agitated, its scarlet eyes staring fiercely at her, its snow-white teeth gleaming with a cold light.

It was still a relentless, deadly strike, but it failed to hit Meizu's vitals, leaving only a blood-red hole.

Mei Lan's injured body twisted at an unbelievable angle, and the scene from before was about to repeat itself. This time, Yue Lianqing did not close her eyes, but instead channeled her true energy, viciously damaging Mei Lan's meridians.

Meilan was torn to pieces by an invisible sword aura. Yue Lianqing held the sword, her face ashen, her blood-stained body showing a pitiful and helpless expression.

She was very familiar with this sword energy; it belonged to her senior brother.

"Why aren't you breaking through?" The cold voice had just fallen when Yue Lianqing looked up in surprise. Senior Brother, maybe we won't have to die here today.

Yue Lianqing dashed forward, and sure enough, no demonic beasts chased after her.

After throwing out the inner circle in one breath, Yue Lianqing finally stopped and fell to the ground with a thud. She took out some medicinal powder from her ring and sprinkled it on the wound on her abdomen. Then she swallowed several Blood-Returning Pills and Qi-Nourishing Pills in succession, and circulated her internal energy to neutralize the medicinal effects. Her complexion finally looked a little better.

Half an hour later, a white hem appeared in front of Yue Lianqing.

"Senior Brother." Yue Lianqing's voice trembled slightly.

How are you feeling?

"It's alright, I'll be fine after half a month of rest."

"You should return to your sect to rest for the next two weeks. You don't need to get involved in the matter of the rare treasure."

"Senior Brother, I..." Yue Lianqing looked at Xiu Qiyu with a complicated expression: "Senior Brother, I was wrong."

"Where did you go wrong?" The indifferent voice was devoid of any emotion or inflection.

"I shouldn't have failed to return to the sect immediately, I shouldn't have been so emotionally turbulent, I shouldn't have indiscriminately slaughtered demonic beasts, and most importantly, I shouldn't have let my senior brother come to save me."

"Perhaps I really should let you die among the demon beasts." Xiu Qiyu glanced at Yue Lianqing indifferently.

"Your biggest mistake was not valuing your own life. Have you thought about the sect that nurtured you, about the master who carefully cared for you, or about me?"

With each word Xiu Qiyu spoke, Yue Lianqing's face grew paler: "Senior Brother, I'm sorry."

“Cultivating immortality begins with cultivating humanity. You almost went mad with your cultivation today.”

"I was wrong, Senior Brother, I'll go back to the sect now."

"Let's go back!" Xiu Qiyu gracefully departed on his flying sword.

"Little Yezi, how are you?" Xiu Qiyu pushed open the door and rushed to the bedside.

Just now, at the critical moment, Ye Xiruo overexerted her mental energy, altering Mei Lan's trajectory and allowing Yue Lianqing to escape from the snake's jaws. She herself, however, suffered a splitting headache and was in extreme discomfort.

Therefore, Xiu Qiyu decisively took action, directly killing several demonic beasts and sending Ye Xiruo back before going to find Yue Lianqin.

Ye Xiruo's eyes were half-closed, her face was almost transparent, and her hair was scattered on the pillow, making her look even paler and thinner.

"You're back. Is she alright?"

"It's all over now, let's go back to the sect."

"She just likes you, that's not a big deal." Ye Xiruo said, word by word, seeing the hidden pain and struggle in Yue Lianqing's eyes.

"She is our junior sister, our only junior sister, and also the sect leader's only daughter. We probably spoil her."

Ye Xiruo pouted, "I really feel sorry for her. I bet all the female disciples in Luoxia Valley admire you." Thinking of the scene where Xiu Qiyu was surrounded by a bunch of brainless women as soon as he went out, Ye Xiruo smiled in a way that was quite annoying.

"I'll go check if the medicine is ready." Xiu Qiyu's expression remained indifferent, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Behind her, Ye Xiruo was rolling around on the bed laughing.

"You took your medicine."

Ye Xiruo stared at the medicine in front of her with a bitter expression, almost fainting: "What is this thing? Are you sure I'll survive if I drink it?"

"This is a very precious medicinal herb that nourishes the spirit. You won't feel unwell after drinking it."

"Okay!" This dizzying, disorienting feeling, yet unable to pass out, is just too awful.

"Thank you." Xiu Qiyu produced a plate of candied fruit as if by magic and handed it to Ye Xiruo.

After taking a couple of bites of candied fruit, Ye Xiruo's complexion finally improved a bit. Her eyebrows curved, and she looked like a child who had received candy, which was very cute.

"You should get some rest."

After taking the medicine, Ye Xiruo felt much better. After eating the candied fruit, she naturally fell asleep.

"Senior Brother." The elegant man in blue robes, fanning himself with a paper fan, smiled like the warmest spring breeze. His amorous peach blossom eyes were upturned, exuding a natural charm.

Where is what I asked for?

"Here, Senior Brother, you should heal your wounds quickly! I will protect you."

Xiu Qiyu thought for a moment. He had set up an array in front of Ye Xiruo's room, so there should be no problem. He nodded.

Two hours later, Xiu Qiyu slowly finished her practice. All her injuries had been completely healed, and her strength had increased.

The man in blue looked at Xiu Qiyu with admiration: "Congratulations, Senior Brother, on your great increase in strength."

"Zhiyi, you're too lazy."

Qing Zhiyi's smile froze instantly. She looked at Xiu Qiyu with a hurt expression, feeling so frustrated she almost wanted to vomit blood. As a core disciple of Luoxia Valley, Qing Zhiyi's strength was naturally not weak, comparable to the personal disciples of other sects. However, compared to Xiu Qiyu, who was so powerful he seemed inhuman, they could all afford to pay for their own cultivation.

Xiu Qiyu's sword was so powerful that no one could see its trajectory. Many people died by his sword, many demons, and even more monsters.

This man's existence was something to be both admired and despaired of. Although Qingzhiyi was already used to it, she was still deeply shaken.

"Yes, Senior Brother, I will work hard in my cultivation."

"Tell the fourth brother to keep an eye on the junior sister."

"Yes, Senior Brother."

"If I'm not around during this time, you'll be in charge of protecting Ye Xiruo's safety."

"yes."

Although Qingzhiyi didn't know who Ye Xiruo was, she was the only person that her senior brother had personally instructed her to take care of.

"Alright, I'm going back now." Xiu Qiyu's white figure quickly disappeared, leaving Qing Zhiyi standing there, bewildered in the wind. Why did he feel like his senior brother had just smiled? He rubbed his eyes, convinced he must have been mistaken.

Xiu Qiyu flew back on his sword. Fortunately, no one touched the restriction he left behind, so it seems that Xiao Yezi is safe.

"No, his restriction is being attacked." Xiu Qiyu's expression quickly turned cold. Who was so bold as to dare to come here?