Chapter 80 The Ice Wheel Celestial Immortal is so pitiful, he's finished...

As she fell downwards, Bitao quickly untied her belt.

With her belt undone and her robe flying, Bitao took off her clothes in mid-air, grabbed them in her hand, and then flicked her wrist, twisting the robe into a rope with a sharp, swift motion. She precisely positioned herself on Lin Xuantu, who was falling not far from her, and swung the rope to wrap around his waist.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Having already accepted his fate of death, Lin Xuantu closed his eyes during his fall.

He knew his death wouldn't be pleasant; the valley below was full of jagged rocks, and even if his senior brothers and sisters wiped out all the tigers and killed all the evil spirits, they probably wouldn't be able to collect his body.

He was once a wild boy in the mountains and forests of the mortal world. By chance, he entered the path of cultivation and walked this short stretch of the "Penghai Road". He has obtained everything he never thought he would get in his life. For him, this should be enough.

Just as Lin Xuantu was resigned to his fate and had no desire to save himself, he suddenly felt his waist being wrapped around.

He opened his eyes in astonishment and saw a figure above him with long hair and a long robe billowing and flying, opening his arms to him as he fell.

At that moment, Lin Xuantu suddenly thought that he was seeing a goddess descending from the heavens.

Soon, the "goddess" hugged him tightly.

Lin Xuantu finally realized that the person holding him was actually his third senior sister, and his eyes widened as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Third Senior Sister… Third Senior Sister, who had already let go, actually jumped down with him…

Why would she jump down with him?

"Third Master..." Lin Xuantu was about to speak when Bitao, who was holding him, let go of him and even patted him on the waist.

Lin Xuantu was sent flying by Bi Tao's powerful palm strike, but he was still tied with a rope around his waist, the other end of which was held in Bi Tao's hand.

The two separated in mid-air, and to Lin Xuantu's astonishment, the rope made of twisted robes quickly hung on the trunk of a tree.

Due to inertia, Lin Xuantu was once again flung by the rope towards Bitao.

Bitao channeled her spiritual power and pulled him into her arms once more.

The two were suspended in mid-air by ropes. Lin Xuantu was about to speak again when a "crack" was heard. The branch was not strong enough to support the weight of the two falling people and broke as expected.

So Lin Xuantu's question, "Third Senior Sister, why did you jump down?" was slapped away by Bi Tao's palm on his waist.

They fell apart again, with Bitao controlling their direction, constantly hanging from the branches on the cliff, embracing, and then separating.

This helps to slow down the descent.

Lin Xuantu felt like his waist was being strangled after being hung up countless times, and Bi Tao's arm had been dislocated many times, reaching its limit.

They finally managed to fall from mid-air into the pool at the bottom of the canyon.

The icy cold water instantly soaked her entire body. Bitao mobilized her wood spirit to resist, but she was also knocked unconscious for a moment by the water's impact.

Lin Xuantu was seriously injured and had been slapped several times by Bitao. He was also pulled by the inertia of the rope, which injured his internal organs. He fainted the moment he was slapped onto the pool.

Bitao regained consciousness in the bone-chillingly cold pool. Holding her breath, she swam upwards. The arm that had been pulling on Lin Xuantu hung limply at her sides, unable to exert any strength, but the rope was still tied to her wrist.

At the other end of the rope was Lin Xuantu, who had fainted.

Bitao quickly broke through the water, climbed to the shore, touched the pebbles and gravel, and climbed upwards while pulling in the rope.

Finally, Lin Xuantu, whose belly was swollen from drinking so much water, was pulled ashore. He was on the verge of drowning if he had been a moment later.

Bitao put her dislocated arm back in place, untied the rope, climbed up from the riverbank, bent her knees and knelt on the riverbank, pulled Lin Xuantu over, turned him upside down, and pressed his swollen belly against her knees.

Lin Xuantu unconsciously spat out river water from his mouth and nose, and every now and then, Bitao would bounce his knees to help him spit out all the river water.

When he stopped spitting out water, Bitao finally turned him over and threw him on the ground.

Lin Xuantu was pale. After falling into the water, blood gushed out of his severed arm again. If he didn't get treatment quickly, he would definitely die from blood loss, even if he didn't drown.

Bitao lifted her soft, flowing skirt, tore it into long strips, and then half-lifted Lin Xuantu, wrapping it around his severed arm.

While wrapping her skirt, he felt sorry for her.

This is a dress that Wei Danxin bought for her. It's red and pink, and when she twirls, it looks like a blooming peach blossom. The skirt is made of soft gauze, which is very flowing and beautiful.

What a pity.

To stop the bleeding with a strip of cloth, you need to use a lot of force to wrap it. Bitao's hand has been dislocated too many times, so she can't use any force at all.

He could only use his feet and his teeth to tighten the cloth strips tightly around Lin Xuantu's wound.

The skirt's fabric is thin yet strong enough to be perfect for bandaging wounds.

After the wound was bandaged, the Wood Spirit was used to heal and stop the bleeding. By the time the work was finished, Bitao was exhausted and collapsed on the riverbank.

Bitao hadn't felt this kind of exhaustion and sense of loss of control, with things not going according to plan, in a long time.

She was in a terrible mood. The protective spirit-shifting array on Wei Danxin's robe was the last line of defense she had set up.

Without this protection, if Wei Danxin were to face another life-or-death situation, she would regain her memories.

It would be far too early for Wei Danxin to regain her memories.

Their merits are not enough. If the team they painstakingly assembled breaks up because Mingguang regains his memory, it will be much more difficult to accumulate merits later.

It remains to be seen whether Binglun will regain her memories this time.

Bitao was lying next to Lin Xuantu. He was unconscious when she treated his wounds earlier, and there was no sign of him waking up.

Bitao rolled over but didn't get up. She lay half-lying on Lin Xuantu, twisting his neck backward and reaching out to open his mouth to help him breathe.

But there was no visible rise and fall in his chest cavity.

Is he really going to die like this?

Bitao truly felt sorry for her "head dog".

As long as Binglun doesn't regain his memories, he's a really handy "good dog".

This is also why Bitao accidentally fell off the cliff, and why it took so much effort to save him.

Bitao pressed her head against Binglun's chest and listened; his heartbeat was very slow and weak.

Bitao stood up, clenched her fist, and used her remaining spiritual power to pound hard on his chest several times.

Then, pinching his chin and listening closely, he still wasn't breathing on his own.

There was really no other way but to use external assistance.

He gritted his teeth, pinched Lin Xuantu's chin, took a deep breath, lowered his head, enveloped his lips, pinched his nose, and blew air into his chest.

When the Silver River Net high above the nine heavens discovered that the Fairy of Peach Blossoms had followed the Fairy of Ice Wheels off the cliff, it stirred up quite a commotion.

Seeing that Bitao was actually "kissing" Binglun Tianxian, they all screamed and yelled.

"What's going on?! What happened to your love for Immortal Mingguang? You don't cherish what you've got, huh? What's with jumping off the cliff with Immortal Binglun?! Did you commit suicide for love?! Hahahaha, as expected, what you can't have is always the best!"

"Impossible! Everyone knows that Ice Wheel Celestial and Peach Blossom Immortal are mortal enemies. Over the past hundred years, they've been imprisoned more than three hundred times, and every single time it was Ice Wheel Celestial who sent Peach Blossom Immortal there..."

"Haven't you heard the saying 'love-hate relationship'? How exciting!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Didn't you notice the way Fairy Bitao jumped off the cliff? It was obvious that she was pushed off by someone. I followed Zhan Kui's perspective and found that the protective array on Mingguang Xuanxian's clothes was activated at the time. The array was mixed with a spirit-shifting array. Fairy Bitao shielded Mingguang Xuanxian from the force of the yin energy, which is why she was pushed off the cliff!"

"But she's kissing Ice Wheel Fairy right now!"

"You call this a kiss? This is called external rescue. Any immortal who has held public office and traveled to the mortal realm knows this method of external rescue."

"Immortals in the lower realms are not allowed to interfere with the life and death of mortals; this is a heavenly rule. However, if an immortal encounters a mortal on the verge of death and cannot bear to see them die, they may use this method of external assistance."

"Most mortals die when they are near death because their life force is lost, their breath stops, and their hearts stop beating. Immortals cannot restore the life force of mortals, but their hearts can be assisted by external forces."

"Just like the Fairy of the Peach Blossom, who smashed the chest, there were also celestials who had experienced battlefields in the mortal realm who, in order to save people, reached into the chest cavity of soldiers whose bellies had been ripped open and directly squeezed their hearts to bring them back to life. These are all recorded in the official records of celestial officials."

"Even if one's breath is cut off, it can be restored with external assistance. A living person can simply blow air into the mouth. It looks like a kiss, but it's not! Moreover, these external aids ultimately depend on whether one's own life force can be restored. In short, whether one lives or dies depends on fate."

"Yes, yes, it's just to save people. There's absolutely no way our Peach could like Ice Wheel Celestial!"

"But... didn't Fairy Bitao have a grudge against Fairy Binglun? During the first lower-level competition, Fairy Binglun tried to use the Ice Wheel Seal to disrupt Fairy Bitao's celestial soul, preventing her from returning to heaven. This matter has been discussed three times by the Thunder Fighting Corps, the Eastern King Duke, and the Earth Official of Pardon. Fairy Binglun has violated the competition rules, and returning to heaven will result in punishment."

"The Fairy of the Peach Blossom is well aware of this matter. She chose to shatter the Ice Wheel Seal during the second competition not to cheat, but to expose the Ice Wheel Celestial Immortal's crimes. So why is she trying to save him now?"

"You have underestimated the character of the Fairy of the Peach Blossom. She would never harm a celestial being in the mortal realm because of celestial barriers. Look at how she leads her team to hunt down evil spirits, distributing the merits equally. But think about it: among these celestial beings, which one was on good terms with the Fairy of the Peach Blossom in the celestial realm? Even the Bright Light Mystic Immortal is no match for her, yet she treats them all equally."

"Yes, our Tao Tao is the kindest person in the world!"

"That's right. She could use these immortal positions to take on all the bloodletting work by herself. Wouldn't that instantly increase her merit to over 200,000? Anyway, these people have no memory and don't know anything. Even if they regain their memories, what can they do to her?"

"Very well, very well, you Immortal Bitao are compassionate and magnanimous, right? Now I just want to know, Immortal Mingguang was deeply moved, but he obviously didn't know that there were protective runes on his robes. When he saw his fiancée and his fourth junior brother commit suicide together, did he want to go crazy and kill people?"

"I'm more curious about Mingguang Xuanxian's expression when he looks back at the Silver River Gu section after regaining his memories..."

"She's awake! The Ice Wheel Celestial Fairy has really awakened!"

...

Bitao had practically blew Lin Xuantu into the shape of a big-bellied frog, and he finally opened his eyes.

However, when he regained consciousness, he was not able to figure out the current situation for a moment. The touch on his lips was completely unfamiliar, but accompanied by a hot breath that was vivid and unforgettable.

Lin Xuantu's first reaction was to use his only remaining arm to grip the sand and debris beneath him in an attempt to "fight back".

But when Lin Xuantu saw that the person who was kissing him and breathing on him was... his third senior sister, he stood there dumbfounded.

After blowing out a breath, Bitao looked up and reached out to slap Lin Xuantu.

Before I could even hit him, I met his wide, staring eyes.

Bitao's palm hung in mid-air, looking down into Lin Xuantu's eyes.

If he is Binglun who has regained his memories, then naturally they will dislike each other.

Bitao was already being incredibly kind by not letting him be smashed to pieces, so she didn't plan to bother with him anymore.

However, Lin Xuantu's expression was very easy to discern; it was only clear and foolish, without any of Binglun's utilitarianism and hostility.

Moreover, not only did he regain his breathing and heartbeat, but his body temperature was also rising rapidly, indicating that he had not broken the lightning seal that sealed his past.

Bitao breathed a sigh of relief, rolled off him, and lay down next to him.

Her clothes were soaked, heavy, and cold, but she didn't care. She was too tired and wanted to rest for a while.

Lin Xuantu remained in that position; he had survived the ordeal.

He was saved by his third senior sister again.

All doubts become insignificant in the face of life and death.

The excruciating pain at the site of his severed left arm spread through his numb and cold body. Yet, it felt as if a fire had been lit in his heart, silently burning through his chest and internal organs in the night wind.

He closed his eyes, thinking of his third senior sister who disregarded her own safety and turned back to save him from the cliff.

She thought of how she decisively cut off his arm, but even that couldn't stop him from falling.

He thought of how she lost her strength and let go, but then she turned around and jumped off the cliff with him.

He imagined her descending from mid-air like a goddess, embracing him tightly.

Thinking of her... she probably thought he was dead, which is why she kissed his "corpse".

Lin Xuantu felt his fire spirit beginning to backfire on him, and his body was burning hot, as if it were drying out his blood.

Lin Xuantu was born into this world and walked alone for more than ten years. He once thought that Zhang Yuluan was a family member he could always walk alongside, but in the end he found that it was all just wishful thinking on his part.

Now that someone is willing to follow him through life and death, from now on, will he no longer need to live and die alone, or come and go alone?

He lay there, eyes closed, in complete silence, yet there was the breath of another person beside him, rising and falling with his, resonating in unison.

His emotions were like the river flowing not far away toward the unknown, not turbulent, but murmuring gently, yet never to return.

After lying down to gather her strength, Bitao got up and prepared to find a place to rest.

They must hide until their physical strength and spiritual energy are restored, making sure they don't encounter mountain spirits or real tigers.

After she got up, she found Lin Xuantu lying there, as quiet as if she were dead.

After kicking him, he said, "The bleeding has stopped. Stop pretending to be dead. Can you stand up and walk?"

Lin Xuantu opened his eyes, his gaze deep and unfathomable, looking up at Bitao.

A moment later, he gritted his teeth and got up, struggling to move his limbs.

However, Lin Xuantu had lost too much blood and had multiple bruises on his body. He had been hanging from a rope around his waist to relieve the pressure of falling, so he should also have suffered fractures.

He had difficulty getting up and reached out to grab Bitao's ankle.

Bitao has one arm that she can't move for a while, and she harbors some resentment towards Lin Xuantu.

She didn't bend down to help him up.

Her instinct was to kick the person away when her ankle was grabbed, but Lin Xuantu was covered in bruises and she was afraid that kicking the person would cause them to regain their memory, which would be troublesome.

Therefore, she allowed Lin Xuantu to help her stand up.

After getting up, seeing that he was swaying, I took his only remaining arm, put it around my neck, and temporarily used it as a crutch for him.

He said, "When we hunted the Soul-Slaying Bird before, you were my crutch when we came down from the mountain. This time, I'm returning the favor."

Lin Xuantu remained silent, relying most of his strength on Bitao. He walked erratically, his head tilted to the side, his eyes fixed on her profile, lost in thought.

The two searched along the riverbank for a place to settle down, but the path was difficult, and they nearly fell several times.

Bitao was so tired that she was sweating.

He couldn't help but complain, "Can't you use any strength yourself? Your leg isn't broken!"

Lin Xuantu stood up without saying a word. Bitao looked down at him and then realized that his leg was broken.

It must have been from when he fell into the river; the bone in his shin is protruding.

Bitao: "..." This person has been silent the whole time, Bitao thought he wasn't in pain!

"Alright then... lean on me. I'll take care of you after we find a place to rest..."

They finally found a spot under a protruding rock face, where the sand was dry and there was a natural sinkhole.

The surrounding bushes provide a temporary place to rest.

Bitao dragged Lin Xuantu over, wondering when he would recover from such a serious injury.

Now that I only have one arm, the power of my sword will definitely be affected.

It's a pity that Binglun had such good kung fu skills.

I probably won't be able to be the lead dog anymore, but I should be able to be a sling dog.

If you really can't even walk the dog...

During the peach blossom season, she twice considered just throwing him into a tree pit on the spot.

Rescuing them would only make things more complicated.

Lin Xuantu started to get a fever; the body pressed against hers was burning hot, and her breathing was heavy.

Bitao was secretly worried. If Lin Xuantu's high fever didn't subside, and they had no medicine, it would be a difficult situation.

The wood spirit of the peach tree can regulate the meridians and promote wound healing, but it cannot treat systemic fever.

Bitao didn't know when Wei Danxin and the others would come looking for them. She knew that both Wei Danxin and Mingguang, who had regained his memories, would come looking for them.

Judging from the time it took for them to fall into the river after hanging on the tree and slowing their descent several times, this place is so far from the cliff top that it would probably take five, six, seven, or eight days to find them on foot...

The two men sat down beneath the rock. Both were exhausted, and neither spoke.

"Third Senior Sister..."

After sitting for a long time, as the sky began to lighten with the approaching dawn, Lin Xuantu finally spoke and called out to Bitao.

Bitao was lost in thought, wondering whether Mingguang had regained his memories.

Hearing the sound, he turned to look at Lin Xuantu.

She reached out and touched his forehead.

"Huh? It's not hot anymore?"

Suddenly the fever stopped. Could it be that my body temperature is dropping rapidly and I'm about to die?

Bitao quickly stepped forward to check on Lin Xuantu's injuries.

He touched his head all the way down to his bare calves.

When she touched his forehead again, even Bitao looked a little puzzled: "You're hot again? Why are you so hot and cold?"

Lin Xuantu pursed her lips, lowered her eyes, and remained silent.

Bitao reached out to undo his belt.

Lin Xuantu quickly reached out and pressed down. In the darkness, he didn't even dare to look up and meet Bitao's eyes. His face was as red as a red-hot iron, burning hot.

Bitao assumed he had a fever and didn't bother to explain anything. She roughly pushed his last remaining paw aside, tore open his waistband, and ripped off his outer robe.

Lin Xuantu bit her lip, closed her eyes, and leaned against the wall in a self-destructive manner.

I have no way to repay the life-saving grace... I'll leave this broken body to my Third Senior Sister.

Bitao ripped off his outer robe, stepped on one side of it, and used her teeth to help tear it apart.

"Sizzle—"

"Sizzle—"

Lin Xuantu opened her eyes, her gaze filled with confusion and even a hint of fear.

Did his struggle just now displease his third senior sister, who then wanted to tie him up?

"I won't move," Lin Xuantu said in a very low voice, almost inaudibly. "Could you please not tie me up?"

Bitao: "...If I don't tie you up, your legs will grow crooked!" If they grow crooked, you'll be a complete waste.

Her team doesn't tolerate idlers.

Bitao threw down the torn strips of cloth, got up, and went outside to break off tree branches.

Lin Xuantu realized he had misunderstood, and alone, gritting his teeth, he silently turned into a silly pillar of red under the dark rocks.

Then Bitao returned and completely erased all his remaining "shame".

"Well……"

"ah……"

"Third Senior Sister—"

"Slap!" Bitao slapped him across the face. "Shut up! If you attract the tiger, I'll feed you to it!"

Lin Xuantu covered her face, not daring to utter a sound no matter how much it hurt.

After Bitao carefully put his leg bones back in place and tied them up, she touched his sternum. Although it was also broken, it didn't need treatment; just don't put pressure on it.

After confirming that Lin Xuantu had no other serious injuries and would not die for the time being, Bitao touched his forehead again.

He was in so much pain that he was drenched in cold sweat, and his body temperature had dropped.

"That's good, the fever has gone down from sweating, you should rest now."

Lin Xuantu: "I can't sleep."

If no one had asked, no one had cared, he could have been left to rot in the wilderness, his body left to rot.

But he had people to save him, people to care about him, people to jump off a cliff for him, and people to run around for him all night. His injuries began to hurt even more, and his heart longed for comfort.

Unfortunately, Bitao's patience with him had completely run out.

"Can't sleep? Turn over there."

Lin Xuantu, without suspecting anything, turned his head in front of Bitao and looked in the direction Bitao was pointing.

Bitao raised her hand and placed it on the back of his neck.

Lin Xuantu felt a sizzling sensation starting from the back of her neck, as if cold water had been poured into a raging fire.

However, before he could even "splash oil," Bitao, aided by the Wood Spirit, squeezed him unconscious with a forceful movement.

The world is finally quiet.

Bitao lay down and closed her eyes to rest, keeping a distance from Lin Xuantu.

Daytime always brings a sense of peace.

The sunlight shines on the mountain wall, not penetrating the shadows, but illuminating the peach blossoms' outstretched hands.

She woke up in this subtle warmth and heard the cawing of crows outside.

She glanced at Lin Xuantu and confirmed that he was neither dead nor had a fever.

After carefully observing their surroundings for a while, they crawled out of their hiding place.

Bitao came out and, following the sound, saw a flock of crows circling and flying in the sky not far away, before landing in a place... where bones were piled up.

Just then, a mountain breeze swept by, carrying with it a foul stench.

Bitao held her breath, waiting for the breeze to pass by. She did not approach the pile of bones rashly, but instead retreated to the rocky cliff where she had stayed the previous night.

Bitao covered Lin Xuantu's mouth, waking him up by suffocating him, then shook her head at him and held up a finger.

—Don't make a sound.

This must be the place where tigers discarded and gnawed on the bones of ordinary people.

Last night was too late, and the two of them were seriously injured, their spiritual energy was exhausted, and their five senses were dulled. In addition, there was no wind or waves in the second half of the night, and the temperature was low, so the stench of the corpses was not evaporated and spread with the wind. That's why Bitao chose to take shelter here.

They must leave here as soon as possible.

Lin Xuantu blinked to indicate that she would not make a sound.

Supporting each other, Bitao and I quietly walked away along the edge of the mountain wall, where the trees could conceal our figures.

They walked for a long time, and Lin Xuantu's legs were bleeding. Bitao helped him lean against a mountain wall to rest.

They were already far from where the tiger had abandoned its carcass, but it was still not safe there.

Bitao tilted her head back, surveying the surrounding terrain.

They speculated on which direction Wei Danxin and the others would come from if they came looking for them.

The canyon is steep and meanders across the entire mountain range.

Bitao felt a chill run down her spine as she realized that if they came down from the cliff, the gentler terrain was exactly where they had just taken refuge, or rather, where the bones were piled up.

Apart from that spot, the mountains on both sides are steep and precipitous, and there is no other suitable place to bring people down.

This is troublesome.

If she wanted to reunite with Wei Danxin and the others and return to the cliff, she would have to go back to the place where the bones had been abandoned and seek an opportunity.

But that's definitely not possible now; both she and Lin Xuantu need rest and healing.

After Lin Xuantu had rested for a while, Bitao dragged him a long way before they found a tree hole big enough for one person to stay in.

After gathering some thorns and wormwood, Bitao had Lin Xuantu crawl inside to block the entrance, and then she sat cross-legged under the tree, holding her sword.

Lin Xuantu discovered that the tree hole was only big enough for one person to stay in. His senior sister let him in while she stood guard outside, and a silent storm raged in his heart once again.

His voice trembled: "Senior sister, I'm too badly injured to be of any use. I'll stay here and watch over you. You come in and rest."

Bitao: "...You're so badly injured and reek of blood. Are you planning to attract the tiger by standing guard outside?"

Go to sleep.

Bitao wasn't intentionally being particularly kind to Lin Xuantu; rather, she had always been accustomed to placing herself in the position of a protector.

In Bitao's eyes, the one being protected is weak, passive, helpless, and waiting for others to protect them. Only the protector can take the initiative.

Bitao formed a hand seal and regulated her breathing to quickly restore her spiritual energy.

Lin Xuantu did not insist any further. He lay down in the tree pit, facing the direction of Bitao.

He was also mobilizing the fire element in his body to repair his meridians and heal his injuries.

But he kept his eyes open, watching Bitao's back blocking the tree hole.

In his memory, there seemed to have never been such a person who stood in front of him, sheltering him from danger and storms.

His heart was uncontrollably agitated by the smooth flow of the fire spirit, his body temperature rose in waves, only to be extinguished by his self-suppression.

Repeatedly, over and over again.

They did not speak until night fell again.

Lin Xuantu didn't know when she had fallen asleep. She was startled awake and found that the person who had been blocking the cave entrance was gone!

His heart felt as if it had just plunged off a cliff the night before, falling helplessly from a great height.

Below him were jagged rocks, a gale strong enough to tear him apart, a mountain of knives and a sea of ​​fire, and a bottomless lava field.

Has his third senior sister already abandoned him and left?

Did she regret it?

After discovering he was a good-for-nothing, did they abandon him in the wilderness to fend for himself?

Lin Xuantu crawled out of the tree hole, his mind buzzing and his heart burning with evil fire.

Why?

Why? !

Why has no one chosen him from childhood to adulthood?

He has already tried his best, he... he will study hard.

But what can he do if he just can't learn it?

Lin Xuantu was suddenly overwhelmed by demonic influences, and the fire element, which suppresses evil, was devouring his own meridians.

He struggled to his feet, holding onto the tree trunk.

Then I got slapped on the back of the head.

"What are you doing out here?!"

Bitao flew down from the tree, wishing she could shove Lin Xuantu's head into his neck.

She roughly and fiercely shoved Lin Xuantu back into the tree hole.

Then he was given a few wild fruits that were no bigger than his thumb.

He said, "Eat this and continue healing."

Then he leaped back up the tree to keep watch over his surroundings.

In fact, during the time Lin Xuantu was resting, tigers were roaming and drinking water in the valley.

It wasn't some kind of demonic illusion, but a real tiger, complete with cubs.

Once Bitao regained her strength, she went to explore the pile of bones, following the tiger as it drank water. She discovered that there was a cave behind the pile of bones.

The cave leads into the mountains... Based on what Bitao had seen earlier on the cliff, the tiger cave was arranged like chess pieces on the mountainside.

If I'm not mistaken, the entire mountain is a tiger's den.

The place where they used to live was where tigers discarded their bones and also where they fed.

Bitao took a small fruit out of her bosom and ate it.

It's quite sweet.

These are the wild fruits she found around the mountainside; most of them are very sour.

She followed Wei Danxin's example, scooping out a small piece from each one. She kept the delicious parts for herself, and gave the sour and bitter parts to Lin Xuantu.

As night deepened, Bitao climbed down from the tree, leaned against the trunk again, and sat cross-legged in meditation.

Lin Xuantu ate some fruit, and there were two left, which she held in her palm.

The fruit is very sweet.

It was a kind of sweetness he had never tasted before.

He was a little reluctant to eat it.

He reached out from the cave and handed it to Bitao: "Third Senior Sister, I'm full, you eat."

When Bitao looked at the fruit in his hand, she remembered how sour it made her shiver.

She immediately refused: "No, you eat it! It'll make you sick of the sourness, hahaha."

Bitao said in a serious tone, "Your injury is more serious, so of course you should eat more."

Bitao said, "Don't pretend to me that you're full. You can eat two bowls of rice in one meal. Every time we eat dry rations together, you secretly go and eat more. Do you think you can fool me?"

Bitao had long noticed that Lin Xuantu and Zhang Yuluan had been spending too much time together and had picked up a habit of "pretending."

Zhang Yuluan used to pretend to be gentle and kind, while Lin Xuantu liked to pretend to be cultured and to eat in a refined manner.

In reality, Bitao knew that he and she had similar appetites.

Zhang Yuluan no longer pretends; he still stubbornly maintains his "refined" demeanor.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuantu remained in that position, motionless for a long time.

After a long pause, she withdrew her hand and said, "So Third Senior Sister knew all this..."

Lin Xuantu felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Back then, his family was poor. As he grew up, his mother disliked him because of his large appetite and cursed him to die.

When he was a child, Zhang Yuluan told him that it was normal for him to eat a lot as he grew up. Later, she also complained that he ate too much and said that his eating manners were ugly, like a pig.

Lin Xuantu, seemingly masochistic, persistently asked, "Does Third Senior Sister think I eat too much?"

Bitao frowned, not wanting to talk to him.

But she still said, "It's alright, isn't it just a normal amount of food?"

If it were a real food contest, even Lin Xuantu might not be able to beat Bitao if it were something he liked, like pig's trotters.

Lin Xuantu remained silent for a long time after hearing this answer.

Then he chuckled very softly.

He murmured, "So it's a normal amount of food..."

He propped himself up on his arms and sat up inside the tree hollow, but the hollow was too low for him to sit upright.

He bent down and looked behind Bitao, asking, "Does Third Senior Sister think... I'm very uncultured?"

Bitao: "..." Isn't it obvious to everyone in the Nine Heavens that you have no culture?

"Was what I said embarrassing?"

Bitao: "..." You know that yourself.

Bitao turned around and glanced at Lin Xuantu, intending to say something unpleasant.

She's annoyed!

But his eyes shone too brightly in the darkness, as if they were glistening with water, reminding me of some kind of pitiful stray dog ​​staring at people.

Hungry, fierce, thin, and sick, it longs to be close to people and needs a little food to survive, yet it is also afraid of being beaten to death.

Bitao thought about how Binglun had accumulated a lot of merit for her, and how she had lost her memories in the mortal realm and was no longer so arrogant and annoying.

Although we were forced to fall off a cliff, we could say we went through life and death together.

He couldn't bring himself to say the poison for a moment.

He said, "It's alright... Even those great talents who have countless students and whose names will be remembered for generations don't have your ability to suppress evil spirits."

“Your swordsmanship is excellent, your tactics are flexible, and your physique is also good. Yet you are injured like this, with only one arm left and a persistent high fever.”

"Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses."

Bitao's words were somewhat against her conscience.

She couldn't think of anything she wasn't good at for a moment.

She wasn't good at it, but she learned it quickly and understood it easily. She couldn't empathize with Binglun's stubbornness—the more she tried, the more miserable she became, yet she insisted on saying it and asking questions, which was embarrassing.

But these words, though seemingly meant to be comforting, sent a jolt through Lin Xuantu's heart.

Yes, doesn't he have any outstanding qualities? He clearly has so many advantages, and his health is excellent!

It was as if his flesh was rolling over a giant wheel, crushing and shattering all his past concerns and struggles.

His flesh and bones were crushed into a paste.

And then, with Bitao's lighthearted remark, "Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses," she seemed to have gained a surge of popularity.

His shattered limbs were reattached and transformed into a new, full-bodied living person.

He stared blankly at the back of Bitao's head, which had already turned away. After a moment, he stretched out his right arm, which was intact, and wrapped it around Bitao's shoulder and back from behind.

He leaned forward and rested his forehead on the back of her head.

With his eyes closed, he called out to Bitao with a look of deep affection, "Senior Sister..."

"Hmm?" Bitao didn't even turn her head, but raised her hand to touch the back of his hand. "You have a fever again? I was just praising you for being healthy."

"Thank you..." Lin Xuantu said sincerely.

Whether it's a life-saving grace, or... or...

Or perhaps it was her love that led her to commit suicide.

Bitao shook off his burning hot arm.

He continued meditating and quickly said, "There are no antipyretics. I searched the mountains during the day. My wood spirit still needs to heal itself, so it's not enough for you."

"No need to thank me. Just get well soon and do your best for me in the future."

Bitao was extremely perceptive, yet she did not sense anything unusual about Lin Xuantu.

She thought she was good at everything, but she wasn't good at feeling the emotions and love of anyone other than Mingguang.

At this moment, she felt that Lin Xuantu was extremely grateful for her "rescue" and would definitely obey her like a dog in the future.

But just because she didn't turn around, didn't try to sense it, and couldn't see Lin Xuantu's abnormality doesn't mean that the immortals in the Nine Heavens, as bystanders watching the Silver River Net, couldn't see it either.

"Oh no, oh no, Ice Wheel Celestial Immortal is doomed, he's finished..."

"It's too tragic, I can't bear to watch anymore, hahaha... The Fairy of Peach Blossoms doesn't even like to give him wood spirits, and she only gives him the sourest fruits, but she managed to charm him with just a few words. He's obviously smitten, right?"

"This is too easy... Are the candidates for the Nine Heavens Thunder Emperor so easy to fool? Why can't I fool even one?"

"How hard does it take to fall in love? Ice Wheel Celestial is not smart to begin with, and she's simple-minded. Wasn't she obedient to Zhang Yuluan before because of her care for her? Even when she was scolded, fierced, or ridiculed, she still pitifully followed behind her for a long time. Now that she misunderstands that Peach Blossom Fairy jumped off a cliff for him, it would be strange if she wasn't moved."

"It's not hard to understand... If someone jumped off a cliff for me, rescued me, took care of me, praised me, and accepted all my 'flaws,' it would be really hard for me not to love her..."

"Heaven above, please grant me a fairy of peach blossoms, who loves me, cares for me, and does not despise anything about me..."

"I've always been looking forward to Mingguang Xuanxian's performance after regaining her memories. Now I'm even more looking forward to Binglun Zhenxian's expression when she discovers she's fallen in love with her nemesis after regaining her memories."

"This competition is getting more and more exciting... I just saw that Mingguang Xuanxian ignored the advice of Liuxing and the others, and left the group alone. He couldn't find the way down the cliff and was going to jump down the cliff by himself to find someone. He looked like he had gone mad. As a result, Bitao Shenxian developed a new 'little lover' at the bottom of the cliff in just two days."

"The key point is that the story of the Fairy of the Peach Blossom dying for love is a lie; it is the story of the Fairy of the Ice Wheel, who is experiencing the first stirrings of love, who is truly willing to die for love."

"Jump down, jump down! Will Mingguang Xuanxian be able to break the Thunder Pattern Seal by jumping down because of the life-or-death situation? That would be even more exciting, hahaha."