Chapter 157 Selfishness Will Be Disciplined Here
Before the city gates of the Demon Capital, the ground was a mess, with willow leaves scattered all around, like tiny shards of glass splashed on the ground, reflecting dappled light in the sparse sunlight.
The clan leaders and elders who had accompanied them all went to Xingzhi Palace, leaving only a few young people gathered outside the city. They were still weak, but they couldn't help but discuss the day's events. More than worried, most of them were excited.
Today alone, they saw so many important figures who were never seen before and heard so many unspeakable secrets. Everyone was so immersed in this amazement that they completely forgot about the solitary, upright figure in the city.
King Qingping stood there, gazing indifferently at the sky, seemingly lost in thought. Suddenly, a pale pink figure appeared amidst the scattered blue shadows beneath his feet.
His gaze shifted, and he turned to look, only to meet a pair of slightly reddened eyes.
"Father." Qiu Tong's voice trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes as soon as she called out.
The Prince of Qingping showed no emotion, only a faint smile: "You called out willingly, didn't you? What, now that you've seen the Seven Gods Record, you no longer doubt my identity?"
Qiu Tong lowered her eyes and shook her head: "I no longer doubt it, but I'm even more confused..."
She gripped the Tai'a sword tightly, drawing it the instant her words fell. Her eyes were slightly red, and she sniffed, yet her sword struck without hesitation.
Prince Qingping was also somewhat surprised, and immediately turned around to dodge.
He had exhausted himself in the battle with Lin Feiran, and then Ru Xian attacked him, forcing him to parry. As a result, he was already weak and had no choice but to fight and retreat.
"What are you going to do? Kill your father like your brothers and sisters?" King Qingping's eyes turned cold, and his words were extremely impolite.
Normally, Qiu Tong would have had a very difficult time retaliating with magic, but now that she was fighting with a sword, the world-renowned Tai'a Sword, she still had a fighting chance.
She pursed her lips and remained silent, her eyes fixed on a certain spot on Prince Qingping's chest. No matter how many times her sword was blocked, no matter what kind of counterattack she received, she gritted her teeth and thrust her next attack at that spot.
The willow leaves scattered beneath her feet were knocked aside in the chaos, making a series of crisp sounds. The sounds were urgent and, mixed with the wind from her sword dance, they actually looked quite impressive, pressing forward step by step!
Qiu Tong wielded her sword, her heartstrings taut, only one sentence echoing in her mind.
"No matter how the sword moves change, they are ultimately just slashing, thrusting, parrying, and horizontal thrusting. Among them, thrusting is the most agile and does not require much arm strength. You can practice more before you become proficient."
These are Lin Feiran's original words.
"I've practiced it so many times, so many times..."
For so long, she has been practicing this one move over and over again.
There was no skill involved, nor was it fancy or flashy; all he could see was the point that was about to be hit, and that point was right in his chest!
The Tai'a sword emitted a clear hum, a purple light flashed, and the sharp tip finally pierced the spot she was staring at!
Qingping Wang's pupils contracted, his hand gripping the sword tightly, but it quickly fell limply. He looked at Qiu Tong, and his tall figure finally collapsed before her eyes.
The elder sister had previously told her in a letter that the Seven Gods Record had a fatal weakness: when the technique dissipates, all the spiritual power in the body will be collected into the Divine Treasury.
At that time, the person will be extremely weak. All it takes is to break into it, and in an instant all the spiritual power will impact the spiritual veins and backfire on its master.
This wouldn't normally be considered a weakness.
The Seven Gods Record is no ordinary technique, and he would not use it lightly. But who knew that Lin Feiran could force him to use it? From that moment on, Qiu Tong paid special attention to the battle, just waiting for the right moment to make a move.
Now that the crowds have dispersed, this is precisely the time.
Prince Qingping looked at her, letting out a few gasps: "How did you know? Did your mother tell you?"
Qiu Tong still didn't answer. She watched her usually dignified father fall down and suddenly let out a breath.
Perhaps it was a sigh, or perhaps it was melancholy.
“Father, come back to the Fox Clan with me. I don’t know why you have come to this point, but you have hurt Mother and the others. How to punish them should be decided by them.”
...
Seeing his calm expression, Qiu Tong finally couldn't hold back any longer, a tear fell from her eye, and a long-suppressed anger appeared on her face.
"Father, why can't I see any heartache in your eyes? You are not made of wood or stone. How can you remain so indifferent in the face of losing your wife and children!"
If you were faking it all along, why didn't you just keep pretending?!
Prince Qingping looked at her quietly and said, "I'm just used to it."
These words were nonsensical, and he didn't want to explain them, only saying...
"You've always been lucky. If it weren't for today's series of events, you wouldn't have succeeded. However, your swordsmanship is quite good."
"You're coming back with me now, but what about him?"
He pointed to Wei Changzai lying on the side of the street.
“After we get back, there will definitely be a lot to do: imprison me, interrogate me, and force me to abdicate... Given his current state, it’s impossible to bring him back with us.”
Qiu Tong got up and paced back and forth. It took her a long time to calm down. She wiped her eyes, took out a spirit rope from her mustard seed bag, and tied her own father tightly. She also tied the Tai'a sword to his back so that when it was drawn, the blade could fall on his side of the neck.
"None of your business!"
As the action was taken, a surge of powerful spiritual energy suddenly erupted from Xingzhi Palace, soaring straight into the sky. Countless cracks spread across the heavens, both terrifying and magnificent.
Qiu Tong immediately looked up, thinking it was her imagination. She rubbed her eyes and murmured, "The boundary gate is shattered, and spiritual energy is surging..."
Did such a thing happen in a past life?
Absolutely not!
Looking at the sky, Qiu Tong suddenly felt a strong sense of powerlessness. Many things were already beyond her control, so what could she do even if she was shocked?
She knew everything about her past life, but what good was it? Even if she knew, she was powerless to change it.
She turned to look at Wei Changzai, but her eyes were vacant. After a long while, she finally stepped forward and helped the person who had been unconscious for a long time to sit up.
...
The gate to the Endless Sea Realm shattered, but it did not completely collapse. Travel between the two realms remained inconvenient, but a significant amount of spiritual energy flowed into the human realm. Apart from this, there were no other unusual phenomena.
This dry well may be connected to the outer sea, so the spiritual energy that originally flowed from there would move here, breaking through the boundary gate and causing the spiritual energy to leak out.
Lin Feiran was almost certain that such a plot did not exist in the original book.
After the gate shattered, the young man walked straight out of the palace gate, somehow breaking the curse on everyone, and then left in a huff.
Lin Feiran only knew that he was a member of the esoteric sect, but he couldn't guess their intentions for the time being.
She even wondered if this reverse flow of spiritual energy was related to the spiritual veins.
Ultimately, nothing came of it, and he could only bury this question in his heart for the time being.
As the crowd dispersed, Lin Feiran and Ru Xian rushed to the city gate, helped Xun Feifei and the others up, and checked their injuries.
Just then, a figure flew over on a sword. Lin Feiran looked up and saw that it was Qiu Tong. There was a person lying on the sword behind her. Perhaps it was the first time she had flown on a sword like this, because she was swaying and almost fell off.
Lin Feiran was puzzled. He simply raised his hand to support her and looked her up and down, asking, "What are you doing?"
Qiu Tong's face flushed slightly, and after stammering for a moment, she finally spoke: "My mother and several others are trapped in the clan, and I must rush back today, but Wei Changzai is still unconscious, and I cannot bring him back. There are no doctors I know in the city..."
She pursed her lips, knowing in her heart that this action was unusual, but she really had no other choice but to ask Lin Feiran for help.
Lin Feiran looked at Wei Changzai, her gaze remaining silent for a long time.
He was injured while saving her. Although she didn't ask for his help, it was still a life-saving favor, and she couldn't ignore it.
But he was a guard...
Looking at his face, Lin Feiran felt a mix of emotions. For some reason, she subconsciously glanced at Ru Xian.
He was standing next to Xun Feifei, with a few gold threads tied between his fingers, taking his pulse and administering acupuncture. His gaze did not move in their direction, but he still quickly caught Lin Feiran's attention.
He turned to face her, looked directly into her eyes, and parted his thin lips slightly to give an unexpected answer.
“Then let’s rescue him. Xingzhi Palace has no shortage of rooms for him.”
Lin Feiran was slightly taken aback, and the complicated emotions in her heart instantly dissipated. She knew that Ru Xian was not joking.
Why?
This question actually popped into her mind first.
Having received Ru Xian's approval meant that the matter was mostly settled. Qiu Tong smiled gratefully, helped Wei Changzai down, bowed to the others, and then returned to the city walls, picking up one of them and leaving.
Xun Feifei and the others had suffered many injuries during the previous competition, with Ping An being the most severely injured. After receiving acupuncture and medication from Ru Xian, they did not linger there and returned to their residences to meditate and perform spiritual exercises.
Suddenly, only the three of them remained on the city wall.
Lin Feiran felt utterly bewildered, and she subconsciously asked, "Lord, why were you willing to save him?"
Ru Xian chuckled softly, but her gaze towards her was meaningful: "He was indeed injured while saving you. Logically and emotionally, you had every reason to save him. Don't you want to save him?"
Lin Feiran was speechless for a moment. She pondered, "I originally wanted to save them, but I can't understand it..."
Ru Xian walked up to her, her gaze lowered, and her voice became ethereal: "That's right. You always feel the need to save, so you save, rarely caring about what others think. But today you keep asking me, is there something different about me to you?"
Lin Feiran was still confused and couldn't answer the question, so she walked to Wei Changzai's side, tentatively reached out her hand, and then quickly looked back at him.
Ru Xian simply stood not far away with her arms crossed, watching her with a half-smile. She neither stopped her nor spoke, making it impossible to discern the meaning behind her words, but Lin Feiran still felt a little uneasy.
Just as her hand was about to touch Wei Changzai, Ru Xian suddenly spoke, her speech much faster than usual.
“You fought for a long time and were quite exhausted. You might not be able to support him. Let the idiot come.”
He raised his hand, and the jade ring on his wrist transformed into a green-eyed fox that leaped down. It barked and then happily circled around Lin Feiran several times before growing larger, picking up Wei Changzai, carrying him on its back, and looking at Ru Xian with innocent eyes, asking for a reward.
It received no gold ingots, only a cold, indifferent glance like hailstones.
Given Ru Xian's personality, if he truly didn't want to save Wei Changzai, he wouldn't agree even if he pleaded until his lips were worn out.
He was willing, naturally he had his own ulterior motives, but unfortunately, if he didn't point it out, Lin Feiran might never guess it in his lifetime.
He smiled and slightly raised his chin at Lin Feiran: "Hanhuo will take him where he should go. Now, you and I will head east."
Lin Feiran was still pondering the previous question when she casually asked, "What are you going to do?"
Ru Xian's eyes narrowed slightly as she said in a low voice, "Have you forgotten? I just said that if you make a mistake, I will be the one to discipline you. This wasn't just empty talk."
"Since you've come with me, I'll naturally have to discipline you."
Lin Feiran: "?"
Author's Note: Oops, I accidentally copied a few paragraphs from my drafts. These two sentences don't affect the Jinjiang Coins points for this chapter. I've already deleted them, lol.
P.S.: This volume introduces multiple routes, which require careful consideration, so the word count will be shorter. Again, sorry!
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