Chapter 281, Round Two (Minor Revision at the End) Beneath the veil, a...
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The night breeze was gentle, and even the fluttering banners seemed to slow down. When Wei Changzai looked at the person in front of him and their eyes met, he felt that everything was slowing down, so slow that every glance was so clear and so unreal.
Before anyone could react, before the night wind had died down, he was the first to hear a pulse.
It was the sound of a heart that had been cold and silent for a long time suddenly swelling and then immediately contracting. It traveled from the heart to the ears, masking the sound of the wind and the commotion below.
He could only hear such sounds and see such familiar eyes. Suddenly, everything seemed to begin to revive, like an almost extinguished ember being blown up by the wind, and then struggling to burst into flames under such gazes.
He was somewhat dazed, unsure if the person in front of him was another hallucination, after all, he had seen her in illusions far too many times.
But the hidden pain in his heart was not faked; the long-dormant love beans began to sprout again, filled with a surging and desolate feeling that did not belong to him.
Those were emotions that only Lin Feiran could experience.
Before he could figure out the answer, the hand that had been grabbed had already grasped her wrist in return. It was warm and soft, and even the shape of her wrist bones was the one he knew best, with the curve that only she had.
She's not dead... she's not dead...
Before he could figure out what he wanted to say, a flash of inspiration pierced the darkness. Lin Feiran pulled him and leaped onto another mast. However, her veil was still split open, and the bamboo and gauze curtains flew away with the wind, finally revealing her face completely.
Her long hair, half-tied up, fluttered in the night, her deep, calm eyes reflected the lamplight, and her slightly dry lips were pursed.
She looked into the distance and saw Bi Sheng. She grabbed his arm with one hand, and he relaxed all his strength, becoming like a puppet being pulled by her. Wherever she went, he could follow, as if he could stay with her forever.
At this moment, everyone realized what was happening, and the uproar in the audience intensified. Many people called out her name, and the name "Lin Feiran" was heard repeatedly, even causing a slight disturbance.
People who were originally punished by the esoteric sects are now appearing so openly and brazenly. Who wouldn't be amazed!
Lin Feiran flipped and landed on the palace wall. As she put Wei Changzai down, she loosened the ribbon on her back, and the Golden Wave Sword fell into her hand.
"Are you alright?"
She looked ahead and spoke amidst the gazes of the crowd, but these words were undoubtedly directed at him.
Hearing this, he felt an even stronger sense of illusion, as if she were asking him if he was alright.
Wei Changzai was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably. Yet, he just stared at her blankly, listening to the increasingly loud pounding in his heart.
"..."
He wanted to answer, but his mouth was so constricted that he couldn't utter a single word. In his haste, he could only let out some unintelligible gasps.
The strange sound drew her glance, and he paused slightly, falling silent. He dared not reveal that he was now half-mute and no longer the dignified and graceful Consort Wei.
He lowered his eyes and shook his head, but his cold face showed a kind of aloofness, as if he didn't really want to talk to her. Lin Feiran withdrew her gaze, pulled her hand away, and said only.
"It's good that you're alright. You were close by just now, did you notice any changes in Shen Qi's body? Is he alright?"
Wei Changzai's eyes flashed, and he stared straight at her.
Lin Feiran was looking at Shen Qi at this moment when he suddenly remembered that Wei Changzai was mute, which made it difficult for him to speak. He immediately said, "Never mind, he's already injured so badly."
Her tone was tinged with a sigh and reluctance. Wei Changzai straightened up and looked away.
The next moment, she said, "You never used to cry, but now you seem to cry a lot."
"..."
Wei Changzai remained silent, only raising his eyes to look at her quietly, his emotions still swelling like embers about to ignite.
He thought, it doesn't matter what Lin Feiran does, says, or looks at, as long as he's alive, as long as he's alive...
Below, Bi Sheng did not push Shen Qi away. Although her gaze towards Lin Feiran was almost sparking with anger, her hand was still on Shen Qi, and she did not order the secret sect disciples to attack her.
Now that the world is watching this scene through the lens of the universe, she has no intention of making any rash moves.
Others may not know, perhaps not even Lin Feiran herself, but Bi Sheng knows it best.
Lin Feiran's past actions had a rather understated and unassuming feel to them, but in the days following her death, one thing after another began to ferment from nowhere, making her famous overnight.
The dead are often the people we forgive and remember the most.
Even the wicked are forgiven with the excuse that the person is dead and the matter is forgivable, let alone someone like her.
The infamy of stealing sacred relics of the esoteric religion began to dissipate, and the matter of killing the Human Emperor was also debated. All these "infamy" could not cover her up.
Many disciples of the main sect began to reminisce about her deeds in the Flying Flower Society, patients suffering from cold-related illnesses remembered the prescription that had been passed down, and many young people in the demon realm yearned for it.
But what is most remarkable is her unreserved sharing of "The Great Sound is Silent".
After her death, eternal night descended, and the demonic beasts lurking in the deep valleys gradually emerged in the villages and towns. For ordinary people who were powerless to even kill a chicken, this was an inescapable calamity.
However, "The Great Sound is Silent" has already spread throughout the world. Many people, following the guidance in the book and her profound yet simple annotations, set up arrays with spiritual jade and managed to preserve their lives in such a chaotic world, surviving to this day.
To everyone else, the deceased Lin Feiran was a cultivator who was completely different from ordinary people, or rather, she was more like a silent knight-errant.
Now that she has been resurrected, many people are more surprised than delighted, and even many of the newly joined civilians below the platform are smiling.
Things in this world are never black and white; some people hate something, while others will inevitably like it.
Now is the time for the establishment of the Secret Sect. Thinking of this, Bi Sheng did not take action because of her anger. She was just thinking that the Dao Lord was right. People like them are not easy to kill.
However, she currently has no clue how Lin Feiran managed to escape from that deadly situation.
The crowd was filled with mixed emotions and a cacophony of voices, which only served to highlight the eeriness of Bi Sheng's quiet demeanor.
Shen Qi looked in that direction, a slight stirring in his heart.
He thought, "She really isn't dead."
He was actually a person who was afraid of death, but he also knew in his heart that what the esoteric sect wanted was this bead. Although he didn't know what they wanted to do with it, he did not intend to hand it over.
He originally thought that the poem would be his swan song, and that he would commit suicide after reciting it. But who could have imagined that Lin Feiran would appear?
Whether it's a sect or a family, or a cultivator in the arena, everyone has their own considerations and stance. The only one who can take action now is someone like her, who is completely outside the situation and all alone.
But the esoteric sect has already reached this point. If she takes action, she will defy the world and go against the will of heaven. She will once again stand on the opposite side of everyone.
Bi Sheng glanced around, but out of the corner of his eye he was surveying his surroundings: "Fellow Daoist Lin, you've come alone today, do you intend to snatch my sect's treasure again?"
Lin Feiran remained silent, her gaze fixed on the area below, taking in the layout, terrain, and crowds. She was constantly scheming in her mind. Unlike Bi Sheng's ease and composure, she knew all too well that she only had one chance to take Shen Qi away.
"Who said she came alone?"
A voice came from beyond the heavens, and everyone immediately turned to look around. A sword light streaked across the dark sky, and Li Changfeng arrived on his sword, hovering behind Lin Feiran.
As soon as she finished speaking, several figures gradually appeared from left to right on the palace wall where she stood.
Zhang Siwo, Murong Qiudi, and Xie Kanhua leaped down and stood to her left. Ru Xian and Miao Shan appeared like shadows in the mist on her right. Finally, one of them jumped up and climbed the high wall, laughing heartily. Several long swords at his waist gleamed and clanged.
Just as Gu Buhui said, even when traveling alone, one can still meet like-minded people along the way.
As everyone watched this unfold, the earlier chaos gradually subsided, giving way to a tense and dangerous atmosphere, like an arrow poised to strike. Many mortals began to retreat, but even more people crowded towards the central platform.
Everyone was concerned about the situation, including Bi Sheng and others, but Lin Feiran did not intend to care. She had come here today prepared to be despised by the world.
A lone person possesses the recklessness to disregard the bigger picture; all she needs to consider is what she wants to do.
Lin Feiran twirled his sword, and just then, a strange thunderclap suddenly appeared in the long-hidden sky, making people's hearts jump.
But amidst the roar, she heard a familiar voice.
“I knew you wouldn’t die. You could have lived in anonymity like this, and our agreement wouldn’t have had to be fulfilled. But you still came.”
Do you know what it means to appear in front of everyone?
"Little Manman, the moment I saw you, the bet had to continue."
The chain of heart lock that bound his heart began to sway, and more and more spiritual light flew out from it. The vow that had been suppressed by the incantation began to stir, and the originally light heart suddenly felt an indescribable weight.
Bi Sheng looked over in astonishment, seemingly not expecting the thunder to appear. Her face showed great confusion, and the next moment, her gaze towards Lin Feiran became even colder.
Some familiar esoteric Buddhist disciples couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Such thunder... it's the Dao Master! The Dao Master has been watching this place all along, watching us all along!"
The appearance of this mysterious and enigmatic entity caused not only ordinary people but also the cultivators present, including Zhang Siwo and others, to immediately look up, their faces filled with curiosity and inquiry.
Even Wei Changzai and Ru Xian raised their eyes.
Lin Feiran simply looked down and met Bi Sheng's gaze. She opened her mouth and spoke amidst the gasps of surprise.
"Is that so? But it seems I won the first round."
The voice remained unchanged: "You did win, and I didn't obtain the spiritual vein, but that doesn't mean it's over. Now, isn't the second round just around the corner?"
Layers of clouds rolled in, and the rumble of thunder could be heard faintly.
The appearance of the Dao Lord and the strange celestial phenomena immediately boosted the morale of the Tantric followers, and their gazes toward Lin Feiran and the others no longer wavered.
"In the second round, my bet is still life. However, this time it's this young friend Shen Qi's life. With the Revolving Bead leaving his body, he won't live much longer."
Whoever gets the bead can take his life.
Lin Feiran looked at Shen Qi: "What is the purpose of all this?"
"..." The other party did not answer, but only a soft laugh came, "Aren't all humans selfish? What else could I be after?"
Lin Feiran stopped speaking. Now that the Heart Oath Lock was completely broken and her spiritual power was fully restored, she immediately mobilized her spiritual power and, following the distance and landing point she had calculated earlier, drew her sword and went!
Her attack was very sudden, like a long-stretched bowstring suddenly being released. However, Bi Sheng was also prepared. The two of them attacked at the same time. The Divine Travel Realm clashed with the Selfless Realm. The powerful spiritual energy exploded and sent the surrounding cultivators who could not withstand the attack flying several meters away!
Just then, Ding Yi rose from the side, his white whisk slicing open like a silver river, from which twelve ridge beasts flew out, their enormous figures appearing in the night sky, terrifying and awe-inspiring, their roars shaking the heavens!
Such a scene would make any cultivator, regardless of their level, shudder.
The atmosphere suddenly became intense, and a battle was about to break out.
Zhang Siwo and the others also made their move. Upon seeing this, they exclaimed in surprise as they all attacked Lin Feiran together. The dense, net-like attacks fell simultaneously, leaving almost no chance to dodge.
Lin Feiran immediately raised his right arm high, with a crystal droplet of water hanging from his fingertip. A rainbow light flashed within it, reflecting an extremely vast crystal city. In the next instant, twelve ferocious beasts were sucked into the city and disappeared!
What should have been a fierce battle was so easily dissipated in a single, insignificant raindrop.
When it comes to magical combat, Lin Feiran is never a rigid or inflexible person.
Ding Yi finally showed a hint of surprise, but before he could step forward, he was blocked by a long sword wrapped in wind blades.
Li Changfeng stood with his sword in hand, and after a long period of avoidance, he finally looked into the eyes of his former senior brother again: "Senior brother, it's time for us to settle the past."
Whether it was the Nine Swords or the esoteric Buddhist monks in the arena, almost everyone entered the arena to fight, including Ru Xian and Wei Changzai.
However, their methods were slightly different. They didn't care about any opponents, but simply followed Lin Feiran at a distance, their eyes almost always on her. Occasionally they would knock away the attacking members of the cult, but most of the time they were entangled in a battle with Bi Sheng.
Facing three opponents alone, Bi Sheng did not let her guard down. She fought and retreated with Shen Qi, and took the lead in looking back.
She stared intently, having anticipated such a scene, and was not alarmed. He was seriously injured and still recuperating, and was currently no match for her.
She said, "Qi Chen, what are you waiting for!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several opera flags descended from the sky and landed at the octagonal corners of the high platform. A series of amazing drumbeats rang out, and the high platform, which was originally only one level, suddenly sprouted many steps, which carried Bi Sheng and the other person to a higher place, where cultivators and common people crowded below.
Qi Chen slowly appeared in front of him. His face was painted with oil paint, and there was no smile on his lips. With a clanging sound, the paint on his face swirled and gradually solidified into the shape of Bi Sheng!
When he raised his twin swords again, his realm had leaped, reaching the same level of selflessness as Bi Sheng!
On the stage, Bi Sheng quickly set up the magic array, took out the spiritual veins she had just obtained and put them into the array eye. She actually used them to supply spiritual power to extract the Revolving Pearl from Shen Qi's body. Then she flew out and landed directly beside Qi Chen.
Two cultivators at the Selfless Realm, with similar faces and even similar movement techniques, faced each other. As they confronted each other, their immense spiritual energy began to surge, creating a stuffy and dizzying sensation.
"Go up when the opportunity arises."
Like a hailstone, Qi Chen's emerald spear flashed out like a shadow, striking straight at Bi Sheng. Wei Changzai also stepped forward with his sword, clashing with Qi Chen's twin swords.
Bi Sheng's expression was solemn. Ru Xian had now reached the state of selflessness and was extremely hostile towards her. Faced with such a person, she really had no way to break away and stop Lin Feiran. She pondered for a moment, and then actually took the hit from Ru Xian. Taking this opportunity, she took out several tokens from her mustard seed bag and scattered them into the air.
Esoteric Buddhism has existed in the world for many years, with countless followers. Now that the Master himself has arrived at this crucial moment, how can it end here?!
"Show yourself now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several tokens shattered, and arrays lit up in mid-air, from which figures emerged.
The visitors were not strangers, but familiar faces. There were not only several demon kings from the demon realm, but also many elders from sects and families in the human realm. When several figures appeared here, the cultivators and disciples from all over the state couldn't help but gasp. The sect leader, Mu Chun'e, was even more cold-eyed.
Bi Sheng had no choice but to stay there to restrain Ru Xian, and even had A Cheng assist him from a distance, the two of them blocking his path together.
On the other side, Lin Feiran went up the extremely long staircase. There were many sect elders blocking her way, so she had to slow down and fight with them.
In the distance, Shen Qi knelt within the magic array. Although a circular golden light had reached his chest, he did not cry out in pain as before. He simply clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and fixed his gaze on Lin Feiran, not daring to make a sound that would distract her for even a moment.
With a loud rumble, the strange black clouds grew thicker and thicker.
Bi Sheng then spoke up: "The Dao Lord is about to arrive, who is willing to protect him!"
"I do!"
"I do!"
"I do!"
The echoes of support rose and fell. Even though those who came to help were all highly skilled cultivators, they could not withstand the swarming onslaught of these people, not to mention that there were also many ordinary people who had been incited.
Zhang Siwo is capable of taking action without hesitation, and Gu Buhui originally followed the path of killing. However, people like Xie Kanhua, Murong Qiudi, and Miaoshan were originally responsible for protecting others. Now that they have to turn against each other, they are not used to it and inevitably become hesitant.
More and more people are bypassing them, climbing the steps, and heading towards the sinking period.
The stage was high up, and the commotion from Lin Feiran and the others' battle was considerable. After several collisions, the steps beneath their feet even began to sway.
She had no time to worry about anything else. Even though she had broken through to the Divine Travel Realm, it was still quite difficult to fight against several powerful opponents on her own. She also found it hard to concentrate on breaking the magic array. As she drew her sword, she already had a plan in mind.
She made her move directly, weaving between the group several times, her sword flashing and infuriating them. Coupled with her elusive movements, the group seized the opportunity and attacked together, forming hand seals. At that moment, she suddenly spun around, and the gathered spiritual energy struck her directly at the spot where she had been standing.
That was the exact spot she had chosen as the core of the formation.
The next moment, a crack appeared in the magic circle, and it shattered with a crash. The entire tall stage could not withstand such an attack and collapsed, leaving behind a pile of ruins.
As Shen Qi rolled down into the pool, before he could even get up, he felt a tightness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood tinged with light.
The spirit ore at the core of the formation had all dried up, and his body was radiating an extraordinary light. He looked at the pile of dim jade with trembling eyes and suddenly understood.
When she witnessed the Human Emperor's possession, Bai Lu also used a magic array to gather so much spiritual power. This was not only to help him possess the body, but also to retrieve the bead.
Now that Bai Lu is no longer alive, perhaps only Lin Feiran can restore such an intricate magic array. With no one left in the esoteric sect, the only way to retrieve the Revolving Bead is to use a more refined mineral vein.
Without these mineral veins, they would not have been able to extract the Revolving Pearl, and the reason they were able to obtain the mineral veins was because their fellow disciples were trying to rescue him.
What a clever scheme to catch the predator in the lurking danger!
But he was the source of everything. If he hadn't been so weak and firmly controlled by the esoteric sect, how could he have implicated those fellow practitioners?
Even Lin Feiran, who could have lived in seclusion and avoided the esoteric sect, was plunged into crisis because of his reappearance.
It began with him, and it will end with him. This bead must not be kept.
His spiritual veins are now sealed, making him a mortal who cannot use spiritual power. For a mortal, seeking death is the easiest thing to do.
He endured the immense pain coursing through his body, his trembling, weak hands reaching for his waist, lifting the silk thread that held the sword in place, and slowly pulling it into his hand.
This was originally an elegant item meant to prevent one's robes from flying off and causing rudeness, but now it's being used to preserve his reputation—how wonderful!
A virtuous person seeks to live, but is not afraid of death.
As he was being pulled, he couldn't help but look up at the figure still entangled in the tangle. A smile appeared on his lips. It wouldn't be in vain to see him one last time before he died.
His movements were very secretive, not intending to alert anyone, but suddenly a thunderbolt flashed across the sky. Bi Sheng immediately turned his head to look, raised his longbow, and a small arrow flew out quickly, piercing through Shen Qi's hand. The dagger clattered to the ground.
But he didn't intend to give up; instead, he picked up the robe-pressing knife with his other hand.
Bi Sheng was hit by another hail of bullets. He forced down the metallic taste in his throat and even forgot to let A Cheng do it. He went alone, followed by many followers and civilians, climbing up the ruins!
Ru Xian wanted to follow, but was stopped by a spell. He turned to look at A Cheng, his gaze growing cold.
Bi Sheng rushed to Shen Qi's side, gathered power in his palm, and his spiritual energy surged, causing the bead that was almost about to emerge from his heart to be disturbed.
The oddly shaped bead was not perfectly round; it tightly supported the flesh around Chen Qi's chest, creating a strangely shaped outline. His flesh was already as thin as a cicada's wing, like a sac about to burst open at any moment!
Indeed, it was so. Drops of bright red blood spurted out, and by the time Lin Feiran arrived, the flesh on his chest had been torn open, and the Reincarnation Bead had already been removed.
Shen Qi collapsed like a broken doll, almost submerged in the crumbling ruins.
Amidst the billowing dust, he saw Lin Feiran appear, while Bi Sheng, clutching the still warm and damp bead, stared madly into the air.
"Lord Dao, the bead has been produced; please descend!"
The wind still blew and the banners fluttered. Lin Feiran did not go to Bi Sheng, but landed in front of him, pulled him up from the dust, and quickly sealed his heart meridian with three golden needles, preserving his last breath.
At that very moment, a figure appeared in the clouds, as if an immortal was descending from the sky. The surrounding lights suddenly lit up and blazed, and the thin mist turned pure white, like frost and dew, pouring down all around.
What an ethereal appearance, what an imaginative arrival!
As soon as he appeared, almost everyone slowed down. This wasn't just a feeling; people genuinely slowed down.
The candlelight in the wind took several moments to move from left to right, and the falling stones seemed as light as feathers, not touching the ground for a long time. The movements of the spear were slightly slower, and Wei Changzai's sword was five breaths slower than usual. Even Lin Feiran could accurately feel his own slowness.
The figure swirled the spinning beads, and the moment it landed, the collapsed stage miraculously returned to its original state within a few breaths, and he stood at the highest point.
The rotating bead suddenly burst into light, and a moment later, the night wind blew by, the light mist dissipated, and the person's true face was revealed.
It was an extremely gentle and refined face, with a peaceful smile on its lips, like the gentlest breeze, omnipresent yet impossible to ignore.
He had his eyes closed, but after a moment, he slowly opened them, his gaze curious and unfamiliar as he looked at everyone.
He didn't speak, he just smiled, but all the followers and the people who had gathered seemed to be bewitched, swarming up the steps, but not getting closer, just constantly worshipping below.
"Lord Dao, I am your most devout follower, I pray..."
"Lord Dao, I pray..."
At this moment, he didn't look at anyone else, his gaze only falling on Lin Feiran, occasionally glancing at the Golden Wave Sword in her hand, his eyes showing regret.
He didn't speak, but Lin Feiran heard his voice among hundreds of people.
"Little Manman, you've lost this round."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Feiran had already drawn her sword and left. She stepped onto the extremely long staircase, past the bowing followers, and looked at the last remaining light in his throat.
He swallowed the bead, but it hadn't completely fused with it yet.
Just a little faster, just a little faster...
The Daoist Master simply smiled at her, without even using the slow spell he had just used. He stood quietly on the high place, seemingly waiting for her arrival. When he was close enough, he looked down at his disciple.
Lin Feiran leaped up, unleashing a sword strike, but it failed to reach him.
One by one, the cultists rushed forward, forming a mountain of flesh in front of the Dao Master, blocking several of her sword energies.
The Dao Lord looked at her, tilted his head slightly and raised his eyebrows, then left with the bead. Before his figure completely disappeared, he suddenly turned around, waved his sleeve, and a long crack appeared in the dark sky, revealing the morning light of day and illuminating the place.
"miracle!"
Someone shouted out, and the next moment, the figures bowing their heads rose and fell like waves, a sight that was startling from afar.
His voice came again.
"You probably don't know what it means for me to win the second game."
This means everything is about to settle down, your chips have been greatly reduced, and even if you give it your all, you'll only have enough for one more gamble with me.
"In this final game, I will stake the lives of everyone in the world. When the curtain of heaven closes completely, it will be the day the old world is annihilated. Your time is running out."
Upon hearing these words, Lin Feiran was momentarily dazed. The chanting was still echoing in her ears, but she seemed to hear nothing at all, only her own slow heartbeat.
Whether or not they joined Tantric Buddhism, from the very beginning, they never intended for anyone to survive.
In that moment of confusion, Bi Sheng suddenly turned back just as she was about to leave. This time, she didn't shoot any arrows. Instead, she moved straight in front of Lin Feiran, her longbow transforming into a short dagger, and thrust it forward!
At this critical moment, the sword spirit reappeared and blocked the fatal blow!
Bi Sheng's originally fierce expression suddenly narrowed when he saw the sword spirit at such close range: "You, you..."
As if provoked by something, she attacked like a madwoman. By this time, Lin Feiran had regained her senses and managed to parry several moves, but Bi Sheng's strength was immense. As if she had lost her mind, her cultivation of the Selfless Realm was fully displayed, and she was unable to defend herself for a while.
Finally, at a certain moment, her eyes turned bloodshot as she stared intently at the two of them. As she unleashed a powerful palm strike, a spiritual light shone from Lin Feiran's body. Several incantations overlapped in front of him and collided with the strike. In an instant, the spiritual energy shattered, almost causing the nearby cultivators to become dizzy, feel chest tightness, and vomit blood!
This was the incantation that Ru Xian had rewritten on her back before she decided to come here to rescue Chen Qi.
Although Lin Feiran did not bleed, she was still knocked back several meters, feeling dizzy and disoriented. In the darkness, she immediately grabbed Shen Qi by the collar, formed a hand seal with one hand, and disappeared with him on the spot!
The next moment, they appeared together in a cave in Nanping Continent, where a magic array was rotating and the Golden Wave Umbrella was slowly floating in mid-air.
This was Lin Feiran's original plan: to bring Shen Qi here without hesitation the moment he caught him, but unexpectedly, this accident happened along the way.
As the three of them fell together, Lin Feiran was still dizzy. With her arms weakened, Chen Qi was thrown out and crashed into the stone wall, losing consciousness. She couldn't even land steadily, and it was the sword spirit that caught her first and brought her to the ground.
This was the first time Lin Feiran had ever been in her arms in this position.
"I have medicine..."
As usual, she took out medicine to calm her turbulent spiritual energy in the dark. The sword spirit took it with one hand and gently stroked her head with the other.
Lin Feiran frowned as she lay on her lap. She opened her eyes in a daze and saw a glimmer of light gradually appearing in her originally dark vision. She saw the rotating magic circle inside the cave and the gentle breeze.
In the hazy light, a gentle breeze stirred, slightly lifting the veil covering the sword spirit's face.
Beneath the veil, thin lips, as smooth as autumn water, were revealed.
Author's Note: [Kiss]
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