Chapter 219 Parents' Love Part Two

When Kunyi woke up again, dark clouds loomed over the city, birds shrieked incessantly, and the flapping of wings all around her created whirlwinds as sharp as steel blades.

She felt incredibly heavy, and the stench of blood filled her nostrils. Qingming was pressing down on her, or rather... Qingming was using his body to protect her from being pecked by the spirit bird.

The "clouds" that loomed over the city were actually the wings of spirit birds; they were surrounded by a flock of third-tier spirit birds!

Qingming, lying on top of her, gritted his teeth and endured the pain, using his body, which was not broad enough for a young man but tall and slender enough, to protect Kunyi as tightly as possible.

His back was already mangled and bloody from the sharp beak of the spirit bird, but he was too badly injured by the ninth-tier spirit beast and didn't have the strength to escape with the unconscious Kunyi, so this was all he could do.

Kunyi lay beneath Qingming's chest, composed herself, and reached out to support Qingming from behind, only to touch a handful of sticky, rotten flesh.

"Qingming..." Kunyi called softly. Qingming slowly raised his head. He had no strength. When he saw Kunyi wake up, he struggled to prop up his neck. His first reaction was to smile.

His dry, chapped lips moved, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Kunyi looked at the bloodstains on his neck and cheeks, which were oozing from the erosion on his back. When he smiled so inappropriately, Kunyi felt her heart clench.

Kunyi gathered her strength and, while lying down, looked around to avoid the flock of birds. Entering the mountains and forests was not a good option.

Now, both of them are covered in blood and severely injured. If they rashly enter the mountains and forests and encounter other spirit beasts, they will be powerless to resist.

A moment later, Kunyi fixed her gaze on the waterfall that was flowing not far away.

Qingming lowered his neck again, struggling to breathe and endure the pain at Kunyi's shoulder and neck.

Kunyi reached out and patted his cheek, saying, "Qingming, wake up."

Then, with his other hand, he gathered some spiritual energy and slapped it directly onto the ground beneath them. In the blink of an eye, the two of them switched positions.

Kunyi, enduring the dull pain in her chest, pulled Qingming, who was like a dead dog, to her feet. Perhaps because the delicious meal that was already in their mouths was not waiting to be pecked to death by them, the flock of birds let out hysterical cries and launched increasingly fierce attacks.

Because she could no longer use her spiritual energy, even Kunyi had several pieces of flesh torn off her body, and her arms and neck were torn apart by sharp bird claws.

Fortunately, the two of them had fainted as soon as they came ashore from the pool, and were now very close to the water.

Kunyi pulled Qingming along, took a deep breath, and plunged straight into the pool.

The chirping of the circling birds was muffled by the water flow, and Kunyi led Qingming underwater.

However, she was able to hold her breath on her own, while Qingming, due to severe injuries, became confused and quickly lost consciousness.

The two had no choice but to surface again, but as soon as they appeared, the flock of lingering spirit birds flew to the surface and attacked them once more.

Kunyi took a breath and had no choice but to pull Qingming down again.

Qingming didn't inhale, and choked on the water.

Kunyi had no choice but to pinch his nose underwater, then lean in and give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

As Qingming was submerged in the icy water, his mind cleared slightly, but he lacked the strength to struggle. His chest was almost pierced by the spirit bird, and his blood was rapidly draining away after entering the water, leaving him unable to hold his breath.

But as he was being pulled and swam, he knew that Kunyi was still trying to save him. He felt the thin spiritual energy seeping into his body, trying to awaken his ability to survive on his own.

He struggled to open his eyes and regain his senses.

Then he felt a burning sensation in his nose and throat from choking on water.

He also felt the softness on his lips and teeth, and the breath that once again blew into his mouth, pulling him back from the brink of death.

With his eyes half-open, Qingming was being carried stealthily by a pair of not-so-strong but powerful arms. Amidst the flowing, tangled hair, he saw Kunyi's resolute and calm eyes, like finding an anchor point in the midst of a giant wave.

Kunyi led Qingming upstream, stealthily making their way to the base of the waterfall.

The flock of birds that lingered there continued to squawk, seemingly understanding that the two people could not stay submerged for long.

However, Kunyi emerged from the water with Qingming below the waterfall, but before the spirit bird could launch another attack, it plunged back into the waterfall's curtain of water.

The rushing water lashed against her body, and the resistance nearly caused Kunyi to lose her grip on Qingming.

Fortunately, as she expected, there was a natural hollow behind the waterfall.

She breathed a huge sigh of relief, then gritted her teeth, first helping Qingming push up, and then climbing up herself.

Having survived the ordeal, Kunyi was also exhausted.

She lay there, took out the spirit beast pills she had obtained from killing spirit beasts a few days earlier, pried open Qingming's chin, and shoved the largest one into his mouth without saying a word.

He rubbed his throat to help him swallow, and then swallowed a few small ones himself. After looking around to make sure that the narrow water cave was not big enough to accommodate any other animals, he finally felt at ease to enter a meditative state to heal his wounds.

The inner core of a high-level spirit beast is a rare and precious material.

Cultivators are accustomed to breathing exercises day and night. When the inner core of a spirit beast enters their body, even without intentionally guiding the abundant spiritual energy to circulate through their meridians, it is equivalent to taking a miraculous elixir, which can bring flesh and bones back to life.

Before long, the two men's messy internal and external injuries had mostly healed.

Qingming was the first to "wake up".

Kunyi was still in meditation. She used the inner core of the spirit beast to expand her meridians. In addition, her emotions had fluctuated greatly when she met the young Qingming earlier. As a result, her body was filled with spiritual light and she was showing signs of a breakthrough.

She lay there, her brows serene and her figure graceful and elegant, like the sea and the abyss, unshakable.

The water mist seeped into the narrow underwater cave, and Qingming's breath was damp and misty. He turned his head to look at the person lying beside him, less than an arm's length away. The person's injuries were healing silently, but his mind was involuntarily distracted.

He recalled his first meeting with this fellow Daoist Kunyi a few days ago.

She stood atop the massive body of the spirit beast, her sword striking down the world with a single stroke, like a goddess, her beauty and grace unparalleled.

After she killed the spirit beast, she swung her longsword. The residual warmth of her blood fell on Qingming's face, who was looking up at her, but it was like scorching lava, burning all the way to Qingming's blood and soul, silently incinerating him.

Meeting you for the first time felt like meeting an old friend.

The sound of the water was thunderous and roaring.

In this short and fleeting life, Qingming understands for the first time what it means to be moved to tears.

Qingming stared at Kunyi for a long time, as if thousands of years had passed, but in reality, it was only a few breaths.

He moved his body, which had regained its strength, yet it still seemed as if he were still seriously injured and on the verge of death. He struggled to scrape along the slippery stone wall, finally managing to shorten the "arm's length" chasm between the two of them to nothing.

Shoulders touching, Qingming closed his eyes briefly.

He had only been a newcomer to Taoism for a short time. The Great Tao is boundless, and he was as insignificant as dust, young and ignorant.

At this moment, I have an absurd feeling that life is a cycle, the world changes, and I would be willing to sleep here forever.

He raised his hand, made a hand seal to activate the spell, and covered him and Kunyi beside him with it. The spiritual light flickered, clearing away the filth and dampness, and also blocking out the sound of boiling water.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that only he and Kunyi beside him remained.

Kunyi forcibly suppressed her cultivation level, as this training realm was not a suitable place for advancement.

She opened her eyes and was met with Qingming's youthful face, which was so close to hers, and his burning gaze.

Kunyi's first reaction was to slap Qingming away.

Inside the narrow cave, a muffled sound of flesh hitting the stone wall rang out. Qingming was caught off guard and let out a soft "uh".

My head is spinning from the impact.

"Fellow Daoist Kunyi, you're awake." Qingming sat up, lowered his eyes, and withdrew his gaze that had been locked on him.

“I observed that when you entered meditation, your spiritual light overflowed and leaked out, indicating a sign of progress. Forcibly suppressing it might damage your meridians. I have already recovered from my injuries. If Fellow Daoist Kunyi needs to make progress, I can protect you.”

Kunyi propped herself up on her arms and sat up, her brows furrowing slightly.

The water cave was extremely narrow, barely wide enough for two people to lie side by side, and precariously high enough for a person to sit upright.

Her slap only pushed Qingming back to within an arm's length of hers, but Qingming's earnest greeting still echoed in her ears.

Kunyi did not answer. After a moment of contemplation, her gaze slid over Qingming's somewhat disheveled long hair and his tattered and torn body, which looked particularly disheveled.

His brows furrowed even more tightly.

Then, she directly raised her hand to form a hand seal, and used her spiritual energy and divine sense to forcefully probe into Qingming's brow and spiritual platform to check Qingming's injuries.

It is extremely offensive for cultivators to forcefully probe into the minds of others without even exchanging greetings.

Especially when the strong treat the weak, it can be described as... frivolous.

Qingming's words of gratitude abruptly stopped. He looked up in shock at Kunyi's jade-like fingers pressing against his brow, his face turning uncontrollably red. Like a gourd with a sawed mouth, he couldn't utter a single word.

A moment later, Kunyi's cheeks also flushed slightly, and she withdrew from Qingming's sea of ​​consciousness with an upright expression.

Having discovered that Qingming had recovered from his injuries and that his cultivation foundation had not been affected, Kunyi was about to withdraw when Qingming grabbed Kunyi's wrist.

He used quite a bit of force in his hands.

The two faced off in an eerie standoff for a moment.

Kunyi pursed her lips and tried to shake off Qingming's hand, but failed.

She looked at Qingming.

She disliked frivolous behavior more than anything else in her life. Even after they got married, Qingming always behaved properly and remained dignified and composed in front of her.

Reincarnated as a cub, its nature became frivolous, and its audacity grew wildly?

"Let go," Kunyi said coldly.

Qingming trembled at the chilling tone, but didn't let go. Instead, he gripped Kunyi's wrist and tried to probe with his spiritual energy, saying, "I'll examine Fellow Daoist Kunyi's injuries..."

He wanted to give it a try.

Let's see what Kunyi's purpose is in saving this unrelated person several times.

However, Qingming's spiritual energy naturally couldn't penetrate it, because Kunyi didn't allow his spiritual energy to enter his meridians.

After being blocked, Qingming looked up at Kunyi, his crimson-gold eyes revealing a strange light. The light almost illuminated the narrow passage.

What do you mean?

They forced him to communicate spiritually right away, but it was a case of "the magistrate is allowed to set fires while the common people are forbidden to light lamps," and they wouldn't even let him see his meridians.

His thumb gently rubbed Kunyi's wrist bone twice, his expression shy and timid, and he smiled slightly, revealing his infatuation.

In reality, his eyes held a deep sense of probing.

Kunyi felt her hair stand on end from his caresses. She endured it for a moment, but couldn't resist and kicked him out of the cave.

"Thump!"

Qingming fell into the pool outside the water cave.

"Splash..."

He surfaced and was fully awake.

All right.

This also eliminates one of the other party's objectives.

Fellow Daoist Kunyi... at least I'm not after his looks.

She probably simply doesn't know that you can't casually probe into someone else's mind or consciousness.