He was about to draw his sword as he spoke.
His gaze was fixed on Jiang Qingwan, clearly pressuring her to give an answer.
Jiang Qingwan ignored him.
"Master, do you know of a magical artifact that, once it enters the body, allows the dead to live like the living, inherit the artifact's power, and use it for their own purposes? Moreover, the body can conjure countless black crows..."
"Black Crow?"
Xiao Jiuhe was stunned.
"The Dark Demon Clan? Could it be that the Dark Demon Clan has broken free from the seal?"
Jiang Qingwan frowned slightly.
This was the first time she had heard of this ethnic group.
"Are they... heretical cultivators?"
Jiang Hengsong shook his head.
He suddenly remembered something and was immediately startled.
"The Imperial Preceptor's secret treasure, the Bone Heart Stone? Wan'er, have you ever seen the Bone Heart Stone?"
Before Jiang Qingwan could answer, he shook his head again.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. The Bone Heart Stone is a sacred object of the Dark Demon Clan, and it was taken away by the Grand Preceptor of the Great Sui Dynasty long ago. Later, when the Great Sui Dynasty was destroyed, I rushed to collect the Grand Preceptor's soul, but I did not see the Bone Heart Stone, but only a few fragments."
As he spoke, he took out an extremely exquisite Bagua plate from his pocket. It was about half the size of a palm, yet it contained extremely strong spiritual power.
He opened the Bagua compass, and behind it was a black stone the size of a fingernail.
"These are fragments of the Bone Heart Stone. I'm certain the Bone Heart Stone shattered long ago."
Jiang Qingwan raised her hand to touch it.
The familiar power and aura made her instantly recognize that the magical artifact that Mo Yunhan had absorbed into his body and was now forcibly trapped in his sea of consciousness was a Bone Heart Stone.
Jiang Hengsong quickly withdrew his hand and carefully put the Bagua plate back in its original position.
"This thing is very evil. The piece I obtained is too small to handle properly, and I haven't fully grasped its power. The only person who truly understands the Bone Heart Stone is the Grand Preceptor of the Sui Dynasty, but unfortunately, he has already been annihilated."
With a heavy heart, he asked again, "Wan'er, tell your master, where have you seen this kind of thing before? How did you deal with it?"
Jiang Qingwan suddenly clutched her chest, her face contorted in pain, and then raised her wrist and placed it on the table.
"Master, I'm not feeling well. Can you take my pulse?"
Jiang Hengsong was stunned for a moment.
Although he is the master, Dou Sichen is the most proficient in medical skills.
However, he was only stunned for a few moments before he suddenly felt uneasy. He quickly gathered spiritual energy at his fingertips and placed it on Jiang Qingwan's wrist.
His facial expression, however, was completely blank.
"Wan'er, you..."
His voice froze in his throat.
Jiang Qingwan looked at him and nodded gently. Suddenly, she vomited several mouthfuls of blood.
He was swaying precariously.
Everyone in the room was stunned.
Leng Xun was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.
"Junior Sister, are you injured? Senior Brother, come here quickly."
Dou Sichen rushed inside anxiously, and Xiao Jiuhe also asked urgently, "What happened to the princess? Did she get injured while breaking the formation? Jiang Hengsong, you have to think of something quickly!"
Jiang Qingwan waved her hand weakly.
She avoided Dou Sichen's hand once again.
“No need for a diagnosis. I signed a spiritual contract with Mo Yunhan, a life-and-death contract. He just forcibly broke the formation, and his internal organs couldn’t hold on any longer. I transferred all his injuries out and severed the connection between his consciousness and his body.”
Xiao Jiuhe only understood half of what he heard.
"What do you mean by 'the injury was moved out'? Where was it moved to?"
Dou Sichen stomped her foot in a mixture of anxiety and resentment.
"Junior Sister, are you out of your mind? Even Mo Yunhan, who practices martial arts and has great internal strength, couldn't withstand it. How could your body withstand such a serious injury?"
"Master, please think of a way quickly. Should we use spiritual power to sustain the life or use spiritual medicine to save it? Please tell me quickly."
At this moment, Jiang Hengsong's expression was unusually solemn.
Xiao Jiuhe, however, understood.
Isn't this what martial artists mean by inhaling poison into one's own body?
He immediately stepped forward, gathered his inner strength in his palm, and pressed it hard against Jiang Qingwan's back.
But once it penetrated the interior, it seemed to sink into the sea like a stone.
That empty body seemed like a lifeless ball of cotton.
No fluctuations could be detected.
"How...how could this happen?"
The hope that was within reach was shattered in an instant.
Nineteen years of perseverance and waiting have become meaningless.
He staggered backward as if he were insane.
Anger made his brow furrow deeply, and his eyes wide open, almost as if they were about to burst.
"You are a princess of the Sui Dynasty! You are the hope of all the people and soldiers of the Sui Dynasty! How could you so easily give up your life? How could you abandon us to save one Sui person!"
He suddenly turned his head to look at Mo Yunhan on the bed and abruptly drew the short knife from his waist.
“I’ll kill him right now.”
"Xiao Jiuhe!"
Jiang Qingwan suddenly shouted angrily, "Come out with me!"
She struggled to her feet, her clear, cold eyes sweeping coldly over him.
Her face was pale and fragile, as if a gust of wind could blow her away.
Yet, for a fleeting moment, Xiao Jiuhe felt as if he were seeing the stunningly talented Princess Qi Baisu again amidst her aura.
He instinctively stopped what he was doing.
Instinctively, he followed Jiang Qingwan out of the room.
A gentle breeze swept in, disrupting his thoughts, while the faint smell of blood pulled him back to reality.
He couldn't accept it.
His entire being was filled with anger, despair, and a murderous aura that seemed capable of destroying the world.
Jiang Qingwan sighed.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, I am not that princess who commands obedience and loyalty."
"How dare you mention the Princess again?"
Xiao Jiuhe's eyes turned red with anger.
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