Bai Ying's fingertips were still on Wang Qi's clothes, but she froze instantly when she saw the face in front of her.
"Wang Qi..." Her voice trembled slightly, almost unable to believe her eyes.
The man before me was dressed in tattered clothes and looked haggard.
It was Wang Miaomiao's brother, Wang Qi.
Wang Qi was struck dumb, staggering back half a step: "Bai Ying? Weren't you already...?"
"It was Miaomiao who saved me." Bai Ying's eyes reddened, her voice choked with emotion, "But she..."
When his younger sister was mentioned, Wang Qi clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white.
But then, Bai Ying's words sent a jolt through him.
"I've collected fragments of Miaomiao's soul," Bai Ying said softly. "I'll find a way to bring her back to life."
"Really?" Wang Qi grabbed her arm, his eyes gleaming with astonishment, his voice trembling. "Miaomiao... she really can..."
Bai Ying nodded emphatically.
Wang Qi suddenly tilted her head back and gasped for breath, as if she wanted to expel all the grief she had suppressed over the years.
When he lowered his head again, his face was already wet.
"By the way," Bai Ying asked anxiously, "Where are the others? Master and the others...?"
Even now, Bai Ying still refuses to believe that everyone is dead.
"Alive! Everyone's alive!" Wang Qi wiped his face violently with his sleeve. "It was Senior Brother Murong who suddenly appeared and protected everyone with the treasure he obtained from the Sword Tomb. But..." His voice lowered, "Everyone is badly injured, especially Senior Brother Murong..."
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Ying grabbed him, saying, "Take me to see them!"
Wang Qi hesitated and looked around: "Elder Qi Haoyuan said there is a secret room here with a large number of spiritual herbs. I came back to get the medicine for everyone to take and heal their injuries."
Bai Ying: "Then let's go quickly."
Wang Qi was a little scared: "This is now Tianxing Sect territory. We need to be careful and not let them find us..."
He suddenly froze halfway through his sentence. Looking around, the entire sect was deserted, with only dust drifting among the ruins.
"Where are the people from the Heavenly Star Sect?"
"They've been driven away," Bai Ying said casually.
Wang Qi's eyes widened. The Heavenly Star Sect was a major sect with several Nascent Soul stage cultivators in charge!
"How is that possible?"
As he was wondering, he suddenly felt a suffocating pressure emanating from Bai Ying.
"Thump!"
Wang Qi's legs went weak, and he almost collapsed to his knees. He looked up in horror at the person before him; the spiritual energy flowing around him had already reached...
"Refining... Refining Void Stage!"
Wang Qi's mind was buzzing, and everything in front of her seemed so unreal.
He remembered that when Murong Jin returned from the Sword Tomb, his half-step Nascent Soul cultivation level was unbelievable to all the surviving elders.
Standing in the crowd, he was overjoyed that the sect had hope, but he couldn't help but think that if Junior Sister Bai were still alive, with her talent, she would probably be even more amazing than Senior Brother Murong.
But looking at Bai Ying before him now, Wang Qi felt his throat tighten. This wasn't just "more stunning," it was downright monstrous!
The Void Refining stage—that's a realm that many elders can't reach even after a lifetime of hard work.
"Let's go, let's go," Wang Qi stammered, his fingers unconsciously clenching the hem of his clothes. "The secret room is below the forbidden area in the back mountain. Elder Qi said that his treasured Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill is there..."
Bai Ying nodded and led Wang Qi directly to the back mountain.
The mechanisms of the secret chamber were useless to Bai Ying. With a light tap of her finger, the heavy stone door slid open silently. Inside, dozens of jade boxes were neatly arranged, each shimmering with a different kind of restrictive light.
With a flick of her sleeve, Bai Ying sent all the jade boxes flying into her storage bag. Wang Qi was dumbfounded; the restrictions that even Elder Qi had struggled to break were like child's play in front of Bai Ying.
After retrieving the elixir, Wang Qi led Bai Ying to a secluded cave.
Before she even got close, Bai Ying keenly sensed that three layers of concealment formations had been set up around her, each one exquisitely crafted, clearly the work of several elders.
"This is it." Wang Qi lowered his voice and made a hand seal.
The formation rippled slightly, revealing a gap just wide enough for one person to pass through.
The moment Bai Ying stepped into the cave, her heart clenched.
In the dim light, dozens of familiar figures sat or lay down, and the air was filled with a strong smell of medicine and blood.
She recognized Elder Qi Haoyuan leaning against the rock wall at a glance. The elder who always praised her with a smile was now pale and ashen, his eyes were closed, and the bandage wrapped around his chest was still bleeding.
Her master, Xuan Yuan Chen, and the sect leader of Lingxiao Sect had already fainted.
Further away, Senior Sister Lingyu was meditating with her eyes closed, a hideous scar now marring her once beautiful face. Deep within the cave, a white-robed man sat cross-legged, a longsword gleaming with a ghostly blue light resting across his lap—it was Murong Jin.
Bai Ying's vision blurred.
She saw that Murong Jin's clothes were covered with dried bloodstains and sensed the disorder in his breathing.
The legendary spatial sword trembled slightly in his hand, as if it were ready to be activated again at any moment.
"Everyone... I'm back," she whispered, her voice choked with emotion and almost inaudible.
The cave fell silent instantly. Everyone looked up in unison, staring incredulously at the cave entrance.
Murong Jin suddenly opened his eyes, his usually gentle and refined eyes now bloodshot.
His fingertips trembled slightly as he gazed at his junior sister, whom he thought he had lost forever. His Adam's apple bobbed a few times, but only a few broken gasps escaped his lips. He tried to prop himself up, but the broken sword embedded in his dantian suddenly emitted an eerie red light, causing him to groan and fall heavily back against the stone wall.
Bai Ying looked at the people in front of her, and tears welled up in her eyes.
She strode forward, but suddenly stopped three steps away from Murong Jin. A broken sword was stuck in her senior brother's dantian! It was the magic weapon of the Huayang Ancestor, which was constantly eroding his life force.
"How could this be..." She reached out her hand, trembling, but dared not touch it.
Murong Jin smiled, a gentle smile from his memory that now seemed so weak. Though he smiled, his eyes were bloodshot: "Junior Sister...you're still alive..."
He murmured softly, "That's wonderful... You're still alive... I knew... You would come back..."
Bai Ying quickly took out all the healing medicines from her storage bag.
Her voice trembled with anger, yet softened with the joy of reunion: "Yes, I'm back... Everyone, from now on, no one can hurt us again!"
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