Hu Ruo tentatively asked.
Bai Qingnian pursed her lips, looked back at them, but showed no intention of letting go.
“Her condition is not good right now. She has to go back to the demon realm. She became like this because of you. You probably don’t want her to die, right…” After saying this, Ming Yuyin reached out and hugged Long Qianling.
Upon hearing her words, Bai Qingnian's hand gradually lost strength, and Long Qianling was snatched away by Ming Yuyin.
"She'll be alright, won't she..."
"have no idea."
Ming Yuyin picked up Long Qianling and got up, then left without looking back.
Actually, she felt that if Bai Qingnian had remained the same, it wouldn't have been a bad thing. After all, Long Qianling was so powerful that he could protect him, and there was no need for him to go through such a complicated process of soul fusion.
"Your Majesty, don't worry, His Majesty will be fine!" Hu Ruo nodded to him, then quickly stood up and followed Ming Yuyin.
Bai Yaoguang gave him a deep look before standing up and following in their footsteps.
Bai Qingnian stared blankly at their backs, as if frozen in place.
He... doesn't love her, right?
But why does his heart ache so much...?
"Yueci, how are you?" Baili Qing staggered and rushed to Bai Qingnian's side.
Upon hearing the sound, Bai Qingnian mechanically withdrew his gaze and landed on Baili Qing's face.
Then, everything went black, and I collapsed.
"Yue Ci!"
Baili Qing was shocked and quickly reached out to support him.
...
The Demon Realm.
"What? Heaven's punishment? How could this be..." Bai Changjun looked at the disheveled Long Qianling on the throne with a worried expression.
Hu Ruo hurriedly explained to them, and everyone understood the cause and effect, their faces turning somewhat grim.
“Plucking scales…and it’s the belly scales, the back scales, and the scales between the eyebrows—those are the most important scales of the dragon race! How much pain must Your Majesty be in…” Long Ling’s voice choked with emotion, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Ah Ling, don't cry, she'll be alright. Don't forget she's Long Qianling! The most talented and strongest member of the Dragon Clan!" Seeing him upset, Bai Yaoguang quickly reached out and pulled him into her arms, whispering words of comfort.
“You don’t understand how painful it is for a dragon to have its scales plucked. The pain is like having your soul crushed and then restored, over and over again…” Long Ling cried as she spoke.
Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but gasp.
Crushing the soul... Ouch, just hearing it makes me feel pain.
For a moment, everyone in the hall fell silent.
What they didn't know was that Long Qianling, lying on the throne, was still unconscious, but the life force within her body was healing her wounds and her soul. It was only a matter of time before she woke up.
"Senior Bai, when will His Majesty wake up?" Hu Ruo broke the silence with his voice.
Bai Changjun sighed and glanced at Long Qianling: "I just examined her, and in this condition, I'm not sure when she'll wake up."
"How long will it take? What rare and precious materials do we need? Let's go find them!" Ming Yuyin asked.
Bai Changjun shook his head: "It could take as little as a month, or as long as... three years."
"So long? Every year..." Zhiyan finally spoke after a long silence.
If Long Qianling doesn't wake up, what will happen to Niannian?
Ah Heng also looked worried.
"No, Your Majesty will wake up. She still needs to bring back the other half of Your Majesty's soul!" Hu Ruo's voice was full of certainty.
Upon hearing this, everyone agreed that Long Qianling definitely wouldn't be unconscious for long!
She cared so much about Bai Qingnian, how could she bear to be unconscious for so long?
Seemingly appeased by Hu Ruo's words, the people present finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Meanwhile, in the cultivation world, due to the sudden attack by those immortals, the entire cultivation world was reduced to ruins, with only the main peak of the Xuan Tian Sect in relatively good condition.
Bai Qingnian lay in his seat in the main hall of the main peak, which was filled with surviving elders from various sects.
"The cultivation world has suffered such a severe blow, it will probably take a long time to recover..." The sect leader of the Beidou Sect sighed, full of worry.
“At least, we all survived, didn’t we?” said the sixth elder of the Xuantian Sect.
"Yes, nothing is more important than being alive."
The elders from each sect nodded in agreement. Just then, Bai Qingnian twitched his fingers slightly and slowly opened his eyes. Everyone's faces lit up with joy upon seeing this.
"Junior brother, you're awake. How are you feeling?" Lin Zhichen hurriedly walked up to him and asked anxiously.
Bai Qingnian shook his head weakly, "I'm fine."
"You used too much spiritual power when you fought those immortals, which caused you to faint. You can't be so impulsive next time," the Sixth Elder advised.
"I understand," Bai Qingnian nodded.
If there is a next time, he will do the same thing. As long as he still has the strength to wield the sword, he will fight to the death against those enemies who invade the cultivation world!
This is the true meaning of his cultivation!
"It's good that you understand." Although the Sixth Elder answered like this, she knew in her heart that with her junior brother's personality, if there were a next time, he would still rush forward without hesitation.
After inquiring about Bai Qingnian's current situation, the people in the hall began to discuss how to reorganize the cultivation world.
Meanwhile, somewhere on the main peak, three figures were hidden in a corner, witnessing everything that had just happened.
"The exquisite heart is actually on him..." Dongfang Yuanling looked at the main hall of the main peak, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Li Yanyue also frowned and looked in that direction.
That was the other half of the fox-man's soul. He possessed the Linglong Heart, which meant that fox-men also had it. No wonder when she first met him, Pearl told her that her heart stopped aching when she was near that man.
Oh, I see...
Why didn't she think of that before?
Dongfang Yuanling turned to look at Li Yanyue and said softly, "The Linglong Heart is on him. We—kill him! Cut out the heart and give it to Po'er."
Li Yanyue clenched her fist, a hint of hesitation flashing in her eyes: "Don't forget, he has Long Qianling behind him."
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yuanling sneered: "What, are you scared? If you're so scared, why are you talking about Aiboer? It's ridiculous!"
"You!" Li Yanyue's face darkened upon hearing this. "It's not that I'm scared, I'm just worried that that madman Long Qianling will hurt Po'er. If we both die, we die."
“No, she’s injured and unconscious right now, how could she have time to protect him? Now is the best opportunity to make a move!” Dongfang Yuanling looked at Li Po, whose face was blank beside her, her eyes filled with undisguised love.
After a long silence, Li Yanyue finally nodded.
"good!"
“So next, we’ll…” Dongfang Yuanling raised the corners of her mouth slightly and walked to Li Yanyue’s side, speaking in a low voice.
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