Gratitude, guilt, and unease filled Lu Ming's heart.
He looked at Qian Yuelong with a flickering gaze, and said anxiously, "Holy Maiden, we are very grateful for your sacrifice, but Lord Chrysanthemum Douluo chose a mutated Rainbow-Patterned Golden King Python for your third spirit ring. Now you have chosen a different spirit beast and obtained a healing spirit skill. You..."
"It's just the third soul skill. Not all soul skills are healing-type. I can still pursue the path of a control-type soul master. I'll explain to the teacher, so don't worry," Qian Yuelong said, waving her hand.
Lu Ming was even more moved: "Holy Maiden."
He suddenly stood up, and to Qian Yuelong's astonishment, bent his right leg, knee touching the ground, and raised his right hand to his heart. He lowered his proud head and said solemnly, "Perhaps you don't lack followers like me. But I still want to follow you and be loyal to you! Even if it means my death, I will do it willingly!"
Qian Yuelong looked down at him, "Working for me is very hard. My identity has already determined the ups and downs I will experience in the future. If you are not careful, your end will be death."
Lu Ming remained unmoved and said firmly, "Your subordinate is willing to be your sharpest weapon, clearing obstacles for you on your path forward!"
"Get up." Qian Yuelongxu helped him up, and a gentle, invisible spiritual energy emanated from her palm, helping Lu Ming to his feet.
Lu Ming's eyes gleamed with excitement, and his gaze toward Qian Yuelong became even more fervent.
Qian Yuelong glanced at the Soul King Knight's recovery progress, then looked at the other three corpses wrapped in coarse cloth by Lu Ming. She rejected Lu Ming's idea of carrying four people at once, and called Lu Ming over to use whatever materials were available to make a rectangular stretcher. They used vines as a support and two long wooden sticks as a frame.
After finally cutting off a few sections of vines to secure the three corpses and one unconscious living person on the stretcher, Lu Ming channeled his soul power into his hands and single-handedly lifted the stretcher, which was almost the size of a single bed, and ran towards the camp.
The campfire crackled and popped as it burned.
The group gathered in the camp, their voices heavy with suppressed emotions. Guan Feng and the others, who had been rescued by Fang Yi and his team, had their injuries treated and were now sitting on the ground, meditating and keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.
After applying the wound medicine to a Soul Sect newcomer, Yu Yongsi put down the empty medicine bottle and looked into the dark and silent depths of the dense forest, feeling guilty and worried.
When he finally finished absorbing his fourth spirit ring and woke up, he learned that Qian Yuelong's reason for not leaving was also because of him. He felt guilty and uneasy, and prayed that Qian Yuelong would be safe.
Currently, besides Yun Yi, there are only four Soul Saint-level Dark Soul Guards in the camp, while Fang Yi has returned to Luger Town to fetch reinforcements.
With his Soul Douluo-level cultivation, it would only take him a little over two hours to gather elite knights and a group of Soul King-level or higher Soul Masters from the Spirit Hall in Luger Town and rush over at full speed.
After the strange phenomenon appeared above the Soul Beast Forest, Yun Yi felt that things were getting worse and worse. He wanted to return to the depths of the forest, but he was hindered by Qian Yuelong's death order and could only wait anxiously in the camp.
She understood that if that spirit beast, which even a Soul Master of the Soul Douluo level had difficulty dealing with, was indeed a spirit beast with the ability to control minds, then if she went there, she would not only be unable to help, but would also become an even greater burden.
As we all know, agility-based Soul Masters have never had very good mental resistance.
As time ticked by, Yun Yi's face grew increasingly gloomy, and the aura emanating from him unconsciously became heavier. Even Guan Feng and the others, who were more than ten meters away, could sense the displeasure of this eighth-ring Soul Douluo.
Indeed, this is a heavy burden for anyone.
But the most crucial issue now is that the high-ranking people protected by those two Soul Masters with the strength of Soul Douluo are missing, or their fate is unknown, which made Guan Feng and the other three feel a mix of emotions.
Born into humble circumstances, they eventually joined the Martial Soul Arena and participated in this brutal survival competition, which was akin to raising poisonous insects. They never imagined that a complete stranger would make such a sacrifice for them, mere Soul Masters who had no backing and were insignificant in the entire Spirit Hall.
Guan Feng lowered his head, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
Logically speaking, the chances of that person returning alive are really not high. Although they have been rescued now, if that person dies, the most likely outcome for this group is death.
Nobody wants to die, but if anyone has any conscience, nobody has the right to run away at this time.
He glanced at the Soul Sect newcomer, whose face was also full of struggle and complexity, and who remained silent, and sighed inwardly.
Oh well, let's just take it one day at a time.
This life was originally saved by that person. If that person really sacrifices himself in the end, even if he is buried with him, it will only end his lucky time of survival and take back his life that should have died long ago during the beast tide crisis.
As he pondered, Guan Feng's gaze returned to calm, drawing a glance from the person next to him.
Seeing Guan Feng's relieved expression, he hesitated for a moment, then let out a long sigh, his tense shoulders slumped, and he shared the same mindset as Guan Feng.
Emotions are contagious.
When Yun Yi looked at these guys who had dragged the Holy Maiden down with a gloomy expression, they all looked relieved and showed no intention of running away, which made Yun Yi frown, but she didn't say anything.
The darkness was thinning, signaling the approaching end of a long night.
However, the dark clouds hanging over everyone's hearts did not fade as the countdown to dawn began.
When two other soul power fluctuations, one strong and one weak, appeared in her perception, a fierce light flashed in Yun Yi's eyes, and she leaped up, her Soul Douluo aura exploding without restraint, sweeping outwards.
"Who goes there?!"
Startled by the overwhelming pressure from the Contra, Lu Ming quickly called out, "Lord Yun Yi, it's me, Lu Ming! Don't fight among your own people!"
Lu Ming!?
Yun Yi's pupils contracted, and he quickly withdrew his oppressive aura. He caught Qian Yuelong, who was unlucky enough to be crushed from mid-air and fell to the ground. After gently placing her on the ground, he bowed and knelt down to apologize: "This subordinate deserves to die. I actually injured Miss by mistake!"
Qian Yuelong, who never expected to be injured by her own people, was speechless.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and waved her hand, "It's nothing."
"Whoosh—!"
Several other figures darted out from behind the trees and scattered around; it was Yu Yongsi and his group who had caught up.
But when their wary gazes fell upon Yun Yi, who was kneeling before Qian Yuelong, they were immediately taken aback.
Upon recognizing Qian Yuelong, Yu Yongsi rushed forward excitedly, almost bursting into tears, "Young Miss! It's so good that you're alright!"
What merit does he possess to deserve such devotion from the young lady?
Qian Yuelong's eyelids twitched, and she looked up at the crowd, meeting their astonished gazes, which were filled with shock and disbelief.
She turned her head to look at the source of the gaze, and her eyes met those of Guan Feng, who had also recognized her.
Qian Yuelong: "."
Why did she work so hard walking on stilts before?
—A side note—
On the Growth Methods of Good Leeks: Self-Guidance and Touching Moments √
(End of this chapter)
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