After the dream ended, Ning Wan was in a daze for three whole days.
In the dream that trapped the two, Song Yutang had no intention of surviving. When his spiritual power was exhausted, he began to use his flesh and blood to block the falling thunder for Su Huanyan.
Su Huanyan was restrained by the countless accumulated formations beneath her, and she could only watch Song Yutang risking his life to stand in front of her.
She murmured almost compromisingly: "Song Yutang, you are really crazy."
Why should I do this for her?
There was no life-or-death friendship between them, but she caused his reputation to be ruined and even got him kicked out of the sect.
But Su Huanyan did not regret informing on the matter. If he had not insisted on doing things to such an extreme, how could he have brought about such bad consequences?
The thunder from the sky struck Song Yutang's back again, heavier than any previous time. The roar was extremely harsh, as if questioning Song Yutang: Why did you give up your promising immortal path for a female cultivator?
Song Yutang's body couldn't help twitching because of the lightning strike, but he still stood in front of Su Huanyan.
He had gone crazy a long time ago, otherwise he would not have done such a thing as locking her up in a secret place.
The living cannot compete with the dead. He can only use such despicable means to occupy the most important place in her heart, even though she hates him to the extreme...
There was no reminiscence or confession. Song Yutang only left three words. Ning Wan was forced to immerse herself in the experience of a complete transformation, directly from the Golden Elixir realm to the God Transformation realm.
*
"Song Yutang is dead, and there are no exceptions in the Nine Nether Secret Realm. What else are you dissatisfied with?" The law enforcement elder looked at the group of monks who were trying to get in and shouting for help, and felt that the scene before him was extremely ironic.
The air was suddenly silent, and all the monks, without exception, were suppressed by the spiritual power of the law enforcement elder.
The elder of the Hehuan Sect also stepped forward. His hand no longer held any trace of the Life Pearl. He looked at the group of cultivators before him, then glanced at the entrance to the secret realm. "Sorry to bother you all, but Su Huanyan's Life Pearl is gone. There's no need to save her. Please return."
The only two people in the secret realm were now both dead. The major sects that had originally had reasons to protest were instantly speechless, and for a long time they could only utter these two words:
"My condolences."
The sword cultivator from Xuantian Sword Sect and the female cultivator from Hehuan Sect glanced at each other, and the emotions in that glance were too clear, and it was obvious that they were blaming the other person for the death of their own family members.
The female cultivators of the Hehuan Sect thought that Song Yutang had failed in his tribulation, so they killed their senior sister Su on the eve of his death.
The sword practitioners of Xuantian Sword Sect thought that Su Huanyan took advantage of their senior brother's misfortune and murdered him when he was going through a tribulation. Their senior brother had no way to avoid her and finally had no choice but to die with Su Huanyan.
The two major sects had their own ideas in mind. After looking at each other for a few seconds, they left in different directions.
No one knew what happened in the secret realm, and naturally no one knew that one of the two people survived. While they were feeling emotional, they also regretted that they missed the opportunity to enter the secret realm again.
The talented young man that everyone talked about so much passed away, and Su Huanyan also gained the freedom that she had longed for for ten years.
*
Ning Wan lay on her big bed and sighed again.
When she woke up, she found herself being held tightly in Chen Jinggu's arms. She could feel his hot breath on her neck, and a big hand was restraining her around her waist, as if afraid that she would run away.
It's just that she still has some aftereffects from seeing Shen Jinggu's face, and her mind is full of the scene of the other party disappearing in front of her.
In the dream, his death was so tragic that it was hard for her to forget it.
But thinking that the other party would retain the memory of the dream after waking up, and thinking of the terrible script she had taken but performed diligently, she did not hesitate at all even though her head was still a little dizzy after sleeping for three days. After a long time, she escaped from Chen Jinggu's arms.
Xiao Qi told her that Chen Jinggu would wake up in half a day at most. She wondered if she should hide for a while and let him take it easy.
[Host, would you like to think of something happy, like waking up and directly building your foundation painlessly?]
Seeing that the host was not in a good mental state, Xiao Qi thought about it and decided to take out the most deadly temptation for the host.
In fact, the cultivator himself should be particularly sensitive to the matter of breaking through the realm, but Ning Wan has never thought about it.
"real?"
Ning Wan, who was originally still immersed in a dream, wondering whether she should feel sorry for Song Yutang for giving up his dream of becoming an immortal, or be happy for Su Huanyan for regaining her freedom, was immediately attracted by Xiao Qi's words.
He then threw the note to the corner of the bed and asked subconsciously.
[The host can try to circulate his spiritual power and find out if what Xiao Qi said is true.]
Xiao Qi was truly happy for the host, and even wished that this kind of unexpected surprise could happen two or three more times.
Upon hearing this, Ning Wan moved her fingers slightly and began to call upon the spiritual power in her body.
Unlike when he was at the third level of Qi Refining, Ning Wan clearly felt that his spiritual power had become much richer and was no longer thin.
Although her strength is not as good as the Golden Core Stage in her dream, nor as good as the later God Transformation Stage, if she has to sacrifice one person's life to break through, she would rather take the elixir.
However, just as she was feeling overwhelmed with emotion, there was a knock on the door.
The knocking sound didn't sound like knocking on the door at all, but rather knocking on Ning Wan's heart, making her subconsciously look towards the door, alert.
[The host is the male protagonist. ]
Before Ning Wan could even ask, Xiao Qi mentioned the person outside the door and then added: "Judging from the male protagonist's appearance, it's no surprise that he has retained the memory of his dream."
"Wanwan?"
Shen Jinggu's voice was still a little hoarse, and it sounded like he had just woken up.
After hearing Xiao Qi's words, Ning Wan was silent for a moment, her fingers clenched quietly, and her heartbeat quickened a bit: "Brother, is there something wrong?"
"I want to see you."
Shen Jinggu spoke frankly, but facing the closed door in front of him, he couldn't say that he was in a good mood.
No wonder cultivators in the past kept silent about their coma after forming a pill. It turned out that they were dragged into this kind of unspeakable dream. If he had not been able to regain some clarity occasionally, he would have probably done such a thing.
Just thinking of the familiar face in the dream and the lazy, cat-like temperament, he couldn't help but think of Wanwan who was in his arms and sleeping on the same bed with him.
She was also pulled in.
This was the first thing Shen Jinggu was extremely sure of after waking up.
I just don’t know if she is hurt. Will she remember those bad things and start to be afraid of herself again?
Ning Wan was shocked by Chen Jinggu's frankness, but she became even more nervous. After hesitating for a long time, she still couldn't find a reason to refuse, so she could only try to negotiate:
"...Can we not see each other?"
Shen Jinggu paused for a moment, but did not retract his hand. He said calmly, "No."
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