Chapter 83
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[The role-playing is over. The backlash begins...]
As the cold notification in his mind finished speaking, Qin Xiao felt an overwhelming sense of weakness wash over him like a tidal wave. The vast, abyss-like, and majestic aura vanished from his body as quickly as the tide receded.
As if falling from the clouds to the mortal world, the injuries that had been forcibly suppressed, along with the enormous consumption and backlash brought about by playing the role of "Zhang Tianshi," erupted violently like a volcanic eruption!
"puff--!"
Qin Xiao could no longer hold back and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His vision blurred, stars flashed before his eyes, and he swayed, almost collapsing to the ground. He forced himself to stand with his last bit of strength, his face instantly turning even paler than when he was injured, and cold sweat poured down his back.
The majestic gaze that once looked down upon the world when he played Zhang Daoling has vanished, replaced by a familiar calmness, along with a deep weariness and pain.
"Holy crap! He's offline? The patriarch left so quickly?" Master Qingsheng, who was standing nearby, saw Qin Xiao's aura suddenly collapse and he even coughed up a mouthful of blood. He immediately exclaimed in shock and took a few steps forward to help him up, but then hesitated to touch him. "Kid, are you alright? What was that just now...?"
The way he looked at Qin Xiao now was filled with awe, curiosity, and a complex mix of emotions, like "What kind of monster are you, kid?"
Qin Xiao waved his hand, indicating that he could hold on for the time being, but his gaze was fixed ahead.
As the majestic heavenly power dissipated, only a figure curled up on the ground remained where Liu Qingrong's "remnant soul" had been, which had been enveloped in holy light and gradually dissipated.
The figure was no longer a massive silhouette formed from malevolent energy, but a woman dressed in tattered clothes.
When she slowly raised her head and revealed her face, even Master Qingsheng, who was used to all kinds of bizarre scenes, couldn't help but gasp.
It was a face utterly destroyed. Her skin looked as if it had been corroded by strong acid, pitted and covered with hideous scar tissue. Her features were distorted and deformed, almost unrecognizable. Only from the vague outline and her wet, desperate, and painful eyes could one tell that she was a woman.
This is Liu Qingrong's true appearance, before she was enveloped by evil aura and resentment.
Without the support of the evil spirit, she was just a pitiful woman who was disfigured, tortured, and suffered immense pain in both her soul and body.
Liu Qingrong's eyes swept vacantly around her, seeing the dumbfounded Qing Sheng Daoist, the disheveled Ye Chen on the ground with a venomous look in his eyes, and finally, her gaze settled on Qin Xiao, whose face was pale and whose mouth was bloody.
Memories flooded back like a tide, not as the cruelty and slaughter of the evil spirits, but as "Liu Qingrong" herself, those deeply buried, painful past experiences, and... that brief moment just now, when she was pulled from the depths of despair by a vast power.
She saw Qin Xiao descend like a god, dispelling the endless resentment and murderous aura emanating from her with a flick of his finger, and she also saw his current weak and vulnerable appearance.
"It's all because of me..." Liu Qingrong's voice was hoarse and strained, like a broken bellows, filled with endless despair and self-blame, "It's me... I've harmed so many people... What's the point of my life anymore..."
She saw her reflection in the puddle beside her, and the horrifying sight made her tremble violently.
"Ah—!" She let out a shrill scream, scrambled to her feet, and rushed desperately toward the sharp rocks of the nearby artificial hill, wanting to end her painful and ugly life!
Don't do anything foolish!
Qin Xiao let out a low shout, enduring the excruciating pain churning within his body. Almost instinctively, he lunged forward, grabbed Liu Qingrong around the waist, and slammed her to the ground.
This movement aggravated his injuries, causing him to groan and his face to turn even paler.
"Let me go! Let me die! I'm a monster, a burden, living like this!" Liu Qingrong struggled frantically, tears mixed with mud rolling down her hideous face.
Qin Xiao held her down tightly, panting heavily. Looking into the deep, unyielding despair in her eyes, a slight tremor ran through him. He had seen too much darkness, but this utter, self-destructive despair still moved him.
"Dying is easy." Qin Xiao's voice was weak, but still carried an undeniable calmness. "But have you ever thought about whether all the things that happened because of you will really end if you just die like this?"
Liu Qingrong paused in her struggle, her eyes blank.
Qin Xiao stared into her eyes and said, word by word, "Your face is not beyond saving. I can heal you."
"What?" Liu Qingrong was stunned, and even Daoist Qingsheng looked at Qin Xiao in surprise. Disfigured like this, and it can be cured? This kid can not only summon spirits, but also perform plastic surgery?
Just then, a cold and venomous voice rang out.
"Heal her? Hmph, what a hypocrite!" Ye Chen struggled to his feet, half his face swollen and blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on Qin Xiao and Liu Qingrong like a venomous snake. "Both of you will die here today!"
The fear of being dominated by "Master Zhang" Qin Xiao had not completely dissipated, but seeing Qin Xiao's weak and blood-spitting appearance, Ye Chen's resentment and killing intent grew wildly again!
He realized that Qin Xiao's awe-inspiring power just now was definitely due to some kind of secret technique or one-time trump card with a huge cost! Now, he was at his weakest!
If I miss this opportunity, I'm afraid I'll have no chance of winning once he recovers!
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