Chapter 123 (Two Chapters Combined)



His eyes were like the red moon.

Like the moon shrouded in a bloody mist, it exudes an aura that is both extremely dangerous and equally captivating.

The fierce wind blew his robes, and the ruins of the city gate became his backdrop, like a magnificent ink painting, making it impossible for Xie Shuci to look away.

"Wenfeng, his target is Shuci. Take him away first." Chu Guiyi heard the loud noise behind him and realized that they could not escape from Xie An, who was in a state of demonic possession, so he put Xie Shuci down and said to Chu Wenfeng.

Chu Wenfeng hid the unconscious Du Pingsheng and Xie Shuci in the bushes nearby. Without saying a word, he walked to the stunned Xie Shuci, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and said to Chu Guiyi, "Senior Brother, be careful."

"Walk."

Xie Shuci was a little dazed. He was being carried on Chu Wenfeng's shoulder, and he struggled to lift his head. A gust of wind blew up a cloud of dust, and his messy hair danced in front of his eyes, blurring his vision for a moment.

Is it Xie An?

Was that person really Xie An?

Why was his little blind man looking at him with such cold eyes?

He seemed not to recognize himself at all, looking at him as if he were an ant that could be crushed with a single finger.

Xie Shuci felt as if his blood had frozen. He didn't know where he was or who was around him. All he could see was Xie An, who was approaching him step by step with murderous intent.

Perhaps Chu Wenfeng left in too much of a hurry. The wind stung Xie Shuci's eyes, and tears rolled down his cheeks without warning. He was numb from the pain in his internal organs and could not feel anything. There was only one thought in his mind: Xie An wanted to kill him.

Although he had sensed Xie An's pent-up killing intent when they were in a spiritual connection before, he felt that never before had he felt it more clearly than now: Xie An would kill him, he definitely would.

As Xie Shuci grew further and further away from him, the malevolent aura surrounding Xie An's body surged even more fiercely. His intense killing intent overflowed from his body, forming a dark red gas that enveloped Xie An, with black lightning-like things churning within it.

He slowly raised the Crimson Sky Sword in his hand, his fierce aura swirling around the blade, containing astonishing energy, and swung the sword at Xie Shuci and the other person who were constantly fleeing forward.

Wherever the sword wind passed, space was almost torn apart, sand and stones flew, trees fell and grass was blown up. Without a doubt, if Xie Shuci and the other person were to take this sword, they would surely die.

No matter how fast Chu Wenfeng ran, he was nowhere near as fast as the pursuing sword wind. The scorching air waves behind him followed him like a shadow. He couldn't help but curse under his breath: "Xie Shuci, this is your little blind man!"

At the critical moment, Chu Guiyi wielded the Flying Bird Nine-Section Whip, distorting the spiritual energy in the air to form a thick barrier. Even so, Chu Guiyi was still knocked back ten feet before he could barely block the attack.

He looked at the boy not far away, and his heart sank to the bottom.

Xie An's cultivation level was at the Great Completion stage, and even Chu Guiyi was far behind him. Even if they fought to the death, it wouldn't stop him from getting closer to Xie Shuci.

"Don't waste your breath on him. Right now, he probably doesn't even remember who he is." Sikong Ye caught up from behind and stood side by side with Chu Guiyi, looking at Xie An, who was like a ferocious beast that had been unleashed.

Xie An didn't even glance at the two of them, not intending to waste time on them. He simply flew over their heads and continued chasing after Xie Shuci, who was getting further and further away.

Chu Guiyi pursed her thin lips, wielded her nine-section whip, quickly wrapped it around Xie An's waist, and forcefully threw him back, buying Chu Wenfeng and the others time to leave.

Sikong Ye reacted extremely quickly, gathering a ball of spiritual energy in his palm and leaping towards Xie An like a cheetah.

"boom!"

The Chixiao Sword in Xie An's hand collided with the spiritual energy in Sikong Ye's palm, producing a deafening sound. As if he found Sikong Ye in the way, Xie An flipped the hilt of the sword in his palm, and the blade stirred up the air currents, forming a whirlwind that repelled Sikong Ye.

Seeing Xie An constantly trying to get rid of Chu Guiyi and the other person, Xie Shuci understood something.

Xie An's murderous intent was directed at him alone.

Throughout the entire process, he did not show any murderous intent towards Chu Guiyi and Sikong Ye.

Seeing that Chu Guiyi and the other two were about to lose control of him, and that Xie An was bound to catch up sooner or later, they were afraid that their obstruction would enrage Xie An and cause him to kill them all.

After all, Xie Shuci could tell that although it seemed that Gui Yi and the others were fighting Xie An to a standstill, Xie An had not actually made any move against them. Nevertheless, both of them gradually became injured.

Thanks to the effects of the Soul-Returning Pill, Xie Shuci recovered considerably. He propped himself up on Chu Wenfeng's shoulder, his face pale and his eyes lifeless. He sighed and said, "Put me down. He only wants to kill me."

Chu Wenfeng's body stiffened, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Stop talking nonsense."

He had no intention of stopping and continued to flee forward without pause.

Xie Shuci said, "If this continues, Guiyi and the others will also die."

"Don't underestimate my senior brother!"

"Chu Wenfeng, it's no use. He wants to kill me. Even if I escape to the ends of the earth, he will still catch up with me."

Chu Wenfeng tightened his jawline, unwilling to pay any more attention to Xie Shuci.

Xie Shuci suddenly rubbed his head hard. "Little Wenzi, I'll still be a hero eighteen years after I've died. Are you just going to watch Guiyi die at his hands? Don't forget, the Chu family disciples are still waiting for Guiyi to lead them to avenge their humiliation!"

Chu Wenfeng's eyes reddened, "Senior Brother won't die, and neither will you."

"Are you stupid? Didn't you see Xie An's expression? Today, either I die alone, or we all die together. I'm not afraid of death anymore. When I'm reincarnated, you must remember to find me and don't make my life too difficult..."

"Shut up!" Chu Wenfeng said, unable to bear it any longer.

Xie Shuci slapped his head. "I'm about to die, what's wrong with letting me say a few more words?"

The obstruction from Chu Guiyi and Sikong Ye had completely eroded Xie An's patience. He attacked with increasing force, and the two men suffered continuous wounds, their spiritual energy being depleted very quickly. They were no match for Xie An at all.

"Chu Guiyi, step aside, we can't stop him." Sikong Ye said, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth as he clutched his chest.

Chu Guiyi was a mess, but her eyes were very firm. "Even if we can't stop her, we will still stop her."

"you……"

Sikong Ye's idea was very simple. He felt that Xie Shuci was a secret realm worth exploring, so he was willing to spare his life, but he would never risk his own life for it. If it weren't for Chu Guiyi's insistence, he would have already made way for Xie An, who was only interested in killing Xie Shuci.

Chu Guiyi refused to leave; even if he wanted to, he couldn't move his feet at all.

Faced with their repeated obstruction, Xie An completely lost his patience. He pushed his palm forward suddenly, and spiritual energy exploded from his palm, sending Chu Guiyi and the other person flying. Chu Guiyi was seriously injured and coughed up a mouthful of blood while clutching his chest.

The bright red liquid soaked the grass, and blood droplets rolled down his chin. His dark hair flew wildly across his face. He propped himself up and looked at Xie An, who was filled with murderous intent and malice. His eyes were very deep.

He knew in his heart that any attempt to stop him would be futile, and that he would eventually catch up with Xie Shuci no matter what. But Chu Guiyi still held onto a sliver of hope that he could do something to awaken his reason before he caught up with Xie Shuci.

However, he failed. Xie An's mind was completely controlled by his bloodlust. He had gone to too many extremes, and his determination to kill Xie Shuci was no exception.

Seemingly realizing that if he didn't get rid of the two people in his way, they would keep bothering him and Xie Shuci would go further and further away, he looked coldly at the two seriously injured men on the ground, stepping over the blood and rubble as he approached them. The red blade of his sword reflected the moonlight, and also reflected Xie An's scarlet eyes.

He slowly raised the Crimson Sky Sword, and swung the sharp blade at the two of them, who were now powerless to resist.

Chu Guiyi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and with the last bit of spiritual power, activated the Flying Bird Nine-Section Whip, which wrapped around Sikong Ye's ankle, instantly dragging him back several feet and widening the distance between him and Xie An. At the same time, Xie An swung his sword down.

Sikong Ye stared blankly at Chu Guiyi, then instinctively shouted, "Be careful!"

"Buzz!"

The merciless sword blade finally collided with an ancient bronze statue, producing an ancient sound like a dragon's roar.

At this critical moment, a bronze cauldron swiftly appeared in front of Chu Guiyi, blocking the fierce sword strike.

Chu Guiyi turned around in disbelief and saw Xie Shuci, who was not far away, radiating a blue light that was indistinguishable from that of the bronze cauldron, panting as he looked in their direction.

“A letter…” Chu Guiyi murmured absentmindedly.

"Sikong Ye, stop spacing out!" Xie Shuci suddenly cursed. Sikong Ye reacted instantly, leaped forward, grabbed Chu Guiyi's shoulder, and pulled him back several feet to a safe place.

Upon landing, the two had almost no spiritual energy left in their bodies, and collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

Chu Guiyi was extremely anxious. She tried to stand up several times, but failed. She could only shout to Xie Shuci, "Shuci, hurry up and go!"

Didn't he send Wen Feng with Shu Ci away? Why is he back?!

Shuci was no match for Xie An; his return would only lead to his death!

"Awooo!!!"

A red snow wolf, as tall as a person, with a struggling human figure in its mouth, suddenly leaped behind Xie Shuci.

"Xie Shuci, I'll fuck your grandpa!" Chu Wenfeng was being held by the collar by the Red Snow Wolf, his body hanging in mid-air, his face red with anger.

"You damn dog, let me go!" Chu Wenfeng slapped the Red Snow Wolf on the head, and the Red Snow Wolf howled and threw him to the ground.

He had already run far away with Xie Shuci, but this guy took advantage of his inattention and released this dead dog.

Xie Shuci rolled her eyes at him and said, "Children are not allowed to swear."

"Get out! Your whole family are kids!"

Sikong Ye: "..."

Gentlemen, at a time like this, can't we be a little more serious?

"Awooo!" The king suddenly roared and pounced in front of Xie Shuci, baring his fangs and looking warily at Xie An, who was quietly watching them from not far away.

Xie An's expression was numb, and he murmured, "Xie...shu...ci..."

"Aww!"

You wretched mother! Don't come near father!

But the king was afraid of Xie An from the bottom of his heart. The path Xie An cultivated was their nemesis. When Xie An's cold eyes looked at it, it couldn't help but shrink its neck and take half a step back.

Waaaaah, so scary... Mommy is so scary...

"Your Majesty, you should take them with you first," Xie Shuci said.

He dared not look into Xie An's eyes, not wanting to face the overwhelming killing intent within them, but he was already prepared to die.

"Aww!" The king looked at him in disbelief.

"Let's go!" Xie Shuci's tone suddenly became sharp.

"Awooo..." Tears gradually filled the eyes of the Crimson Snow Wolf. No, baby wants to stay with Daddy and Mommy. Baby won't go with them.

However, Xie Shuci's utterance of the word "leave" seemed to trigger Xie An's anger. In that instant, the killing intent and ferocity that had subsided slightly due to Xie Shuci's appearance returned. His figure flew towards Xie Shuci like a lightning bolt invisible to the naked eye.

"Be careful, Shuci!" Chu Guiyi shouted.

The king also sensed danger in an instant and subconsciously turned around to grab Xie An with his claw.

"Never mind that! Anyway, I'll be back in eighteen years..."

Xie Shuci returned with the determination to die, having long been mentally prepared.

However, the Great King, like an arrow released from a bow, intercepted Xie An mid-air. Just as its claws were about to reach Xie An, it suddenly froze. This was its mother… Although its mother was so scary… it loved its mother so much… just like it loved its father… It didn’t want to hurt its mother…

Just before it got close to Xie An, it suddenly pulled its claws back. It was afraid of its mother's scent, but it also missed its mother and wanted her to hug it. But in that moment of hesitation, Xie An, whose eyes were already blinded by killing intent, raised the Crimson Sky Sword and stabbed it in the abdomen.

"Ouch!" The king let out a miserable scream as blood slid down the blade and onto the hilt of the sword.

"Your Majesty!!" Xie Shuci cried out in disbelief.

"Idiot!" Chu Wenfeng shuddered, picked up the Green Dragon Crescent Blade and slashed at Xie An, but Xie An stared blankly at his hand.

His hands were stained with the blood of the Crimson Snow Wolf.

Among this blood was one that he recognized very well, as if it belonged to him.

So when Chu Wenfeng slashed at him, he did not dodge. The long sword pierced deep into his shoulder blade with a "thud," almost severing his entire arm. Yet, he seemed oblivious to the pain, staring blankly as his right hand lost its strength, and the Crimson Sky Sword rolled out of his hand.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

Xie Shuci was so frightened that his legs went weak, tears blurred his vision, and he almost scrambled toward the king.

"Aww..." The Crimson Sky Sword pierced through its body completely, and blood instantly soaked the ground beneath it. Two strings of tears hung from the corners of its eyes as it looked up at Xie Shuci.

Xie Shuci knelt down beside it, at a loss for what to do. "Your Majesty... how are you? Don't scare me... how could you possibly defeat him!"

The king's pure white fur was stained red with large patches of blood.

"Aww..."

Daddy, it hurts so much... Baby, it hurts so much... Mommy's sword is so hot... Waaah...

Xie Shuci forced himself to remain calm, frantically pulling a bottle of Resurrection Pills from his robes. "Don't be afraid...don't be afraid...I have pills...I have lots of pills..."

Xie Shuci fed it the Soul-Returning Pill and immediately used his spiritual power to heal its wounds, but that damned sword was still stuck inside the Great King's body, refusing to let Xie Shuci's spiritual power get close. "No..."

Xie Shuci trembled with anxiety, "Don't do this... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have let you out... I shouldn't have let you out..."

"Shu Ci, first draw the Crimson Sky Sword out of its wound," Chu Guiyi shouted.

"Lure him out...lure him out..."

Xie Shuci covered the Crimson Sky Sword with spiritual power, and slowly, bit by bit, pulled the blade out of the king's wound.

As the Crimson Sky Sword completely withdrew from his body, Xie Shuci immediately covered the King's wound with his spiritual power. He remembered that the Divine Pill Manual had written that healing and alchemy were inextricably linked. Alchemy involved concentrating on fusing various herbs together, while healing involved repairing all the damaged skin and internal organs at the wound site. He needed to be slow, careful, and focused...

His tears and sweat dripped onto the king's head, and the king couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick Xie Shuci's face, "Aww..."

Father, don't be sad...

Chu Wenfeng, wielding the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, stood in front of Xie Shuci and the other two.

Xie An's shoulder was almost completely severed by his blade, and he was momentarily disoriented.

His eyes were still fixed on Xie Shuci's figure.

"Xie Shuci... Xie Shuci... Kill Xie Shuci..."

"Kill Xie Shuci..."

Xie Shuci couldn't care less about anything else at this moment. He stared intently at the Great King's wound, using his spiritual power to seal the wound and prevent further blood loss. He carefully used his spiritual power to rebuild the Great King's damaged cells. He was completely immersed in it, and a faint white halo appeared around his body. His body seemed to merge with the air, and he could clearly feel any movement on the Great King's body, even the slightest movement of its fur in the wind.

"Kill Xie Shuci..." Xie An murmured a few words, and walked forward with firm steps.

Chu Wenfeng immediately held his long sword horizontally in front of him, "You dare take a step forward!"

Xie Shuci knelt quietly on the ground, leaving him with only a silent back view.

Xie An felt a pain that ripped through his internal organs, but he didn't know why. He wanted to kill Xie Shuci; once he killed Xie Shuci, he would know the reason.

"Move aside..." His voice was hoarse beyond words.

"Don't come any closer!" Chu Wenfeng glared at him angrily.

Xie An acted as if he couldn't see anything, and showed no sign of fighting with Chu Wenfeng. Instead, he slowly but firmly approached Xie Shuci, step by step.

The bell jingled softly as it dangled from her waist.

That voice sounds so familiar...

An unknown emotion welled up inside him, as if it were about to burst him.

Xie Shuci... Xie Shuci...

He made Xie Shuci cry again...

what to do?

What should he do?

What should he do?

Xie Shuci... Xie Shuci...

Xie Shuci can't leave, he can't leave...

—Killing Xie Shuci would end it all.

—Kill him, and you won't suffer, nor will he.

—Kill him, Xiao Xun, kill him!

"Kill him."

Kill Xie Shuci, and everything will be over.

The Crimson Sky Sword, lying to the side, seemed to sense its master's strong thoughts. The sword trembled on the ground, and a faint sword cry echoed in the ears.

Xie Shuci suddenly felt a flame burning in his chest.

The sudden, spreading pain made him frown, and the sound of dripping blood gradually became clearer as warm liquid dripped onto the back of his hand.

The wind in his ears stopped, and the flames burned his body, sending waves of devastating pain through him.

"Thank you, Shuci!!"

"Shuci!" Chu Guiyi and Chu Wenfeng's voices seemed to come from a very distant place, and Xie Shuci couldn't hear them very clearly.

pain!

The pain that coursed through his entire body, the agony of his flesh being burned by flames, instantly overwhelmed Xie Shuci's mind, almost causing him to scream in despair.

No! Not yet!

He needed to stay calm, he needed to be patient, and he needed to heal the king's wounds!

He was just a little short of saving the king's life. He couldn't stop, he couldn't break down!

"Aow!!" The king let out a shrill cry, but Xie Shuci paid no heed.

He closed his eyes tightly, all his attention focused on the king. He was unaware of what was happening around him or what was happening to him. He didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

In any case, it's all the same in the end—death.

He's not afraid anymore. Xie Shuci, who used to be as timid as a mouse, isn't even afraid of death. Why would he be afraid of pain?

As spiritual energy continuously flowed into the king's wound, Xie Shuci's body lost its strength and he almost collapsed to the ground.

He sensed someone trying to get close to him, but no, no one could get close to him now!

The bronze cauldron knew what he was thinking and stood firmly behind Xie Shuci.

"Xie Shuci..." Xie An murmured absentmindedly.

The Crimson Sky Sword pierced Xie Shuci's chest, and blood flowed down the blade like water, dripping onto the sand.

Xie Shuci seemed to feel no pain. With his back to everyone, his upper body was almost pressed to the ground, and the sword blade was pushed a few inches further in. He was using his last bit of strength to frantically transfer his life force to the king. His thin back was like a barren mountain, barren yet tenacious.

Xie An stared blankly at his back, at the Crimson Sky Sword that had pierced him, at the spiritual energy constantly draining from his body, standing stiffly in place, without reacting for a long time.

Chu Wenfeng was shocked and tried to stop Xie Shuci from consuming his own spiritual power to heal the king, but he was firmly blocked behind the bronze medicine cauldron and could not get close at all.

Xie Shuci was mortally wounded and was also expending his own life force to heal the king. Once his spirits relaxed, he would die and there would be no way to save him.

Everyone present could feel the life force that was constantly draining from Xie Shuci's body.

Xie An seemed to have lost the ability to move, his eyes only on Xie Shuci's thin back. He trembled and called out Xie Shuci's name in a trembling voice, but it seemed that no sound came out.

Thank you for your letter...

Is it over after killing Xie Shuci?

No... how can this end...

How could Xie Shuci's life end here...?

It was him... it was him personally...

—Yes! It was you, you killed him with your own hands!

—You cultivate the path of slaughter! Anyone who stands in your way should die.

Why did you go mad? Wasn't it because of him? Now that you've killed him, no one will be able to influence you anymore.

—Xiao Xun…

No!

He is not Xiao Xun!

Xie Shuci shouldn't die, how could Xie Shuci deserve to die? He wants Xie Shuci to live on, to live well... Neither he nor Heaven, no one, no one can take Xie Shuci's life away.

Isn't everything he's doing now precisely so that Xie Shuci can live?

He won't kill Xie Shuci, absolutely not!

But his sword, the sword stuck in Xie Shuci's chest...

"puff--"

The surging energy within his body seemed to be tearing him in two.

—Xie Shuci deserves to die!

No, it's not.

—You killed him!

I……

—You are Xiao Xun, you should kill him.

no!

—But you've already killed him.

roll!

Thank you for your letter!

Thank you for your letter!

He wanted Xie Shuci to live!

Xie Shuci cannot die!

Anyone can die! But Xie Shuci cannot! Absolutely not!

What to do... what to do...

“Take him away…” he squeezed out a few words from his throat.

Ban Xiayin left a mark on him that could save Xie Shuci's life.

But his body was still uncontrollably craving to kill Xie Shuci.

"Chu Guiyi...take him away..."

Xie An managed to regain a sliver of his reason amidst the devastating killing intent.

Using spiritual power, the Crimson Sky Sword slowly left Xie Shuci's body.

This mere sliver of reason could not overcome the murderous urge in his heart.

He will still chase after Xie Shuci, kill him, and cause him pain.

Driven by his spiritual power, the Crimson Sky Sword flew back to his side, its sharp blade grazing his ankle, causing blood to splatter.

His legs went weak, and he knelt down in the direction of Xie Shuci.

The tendons in both of his feet were severed by the Crimson Sky Sword, but that wasn't enough. He couldn't catch up with Xie Shuci anymore, but the Crimson Sky Sword could.

The Crimson Sky Sword is the most powerful demonic sword in the world. Unlike ordinary immortal swords, it becomes extremely excited when it drinks its master's blood. Like a child playing with its master, it happily circled Xie An once before returning to him. This was its master, the one who had freed it from its seal. It admired his ruthlessness and decisiveness, and it loved his blood even more—its taste was so sweet.

It stopped in front of its owner, hoping that its owner would hold it again and give it some good blood to drink.

Its master's cold hand gripped the hilt of its sword, and it trembled with excitement.

But the master was chanting an ancient incantation, and a black gas gradually swallowed it, trying to drag it back into the abyss of loneliness.

No!

Can't!

Master, don't you want me anymore?

Do you wish to seal Chixiao again?

You are the only person in thousands of years who has been able to hold the Crimson Sky in his hands, you...

The Crimson Sky Sword was gradually swallowed by the black mist, and with a faint red light flashing by, it disappeared into the air.

"Walk……"

The flames burned his wounds, the pain almost driving him mad.

Did Xie Shuci also feel this pain?

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