Chapter 87 is finished.
The people below the stage watched this scene in shock. Although the demon cultivators knew that their Demon Lord's partner had some skills, they did not expect her to be this powerful.
The members of Mo Xiu's team were also incredibly excited upon seeing this. Cheng Cheng and Xiong Gangyong, in particular, were so excited they almost jumped for joy.
Mo Xiu's successful strike boosted everyone's confidence.
Mo Qi also used his magic to cooperate with Mo Xiu, launching an attack on the "strange cloud" in the sky. The strange cloud, formed from filth, tried to retaliate, unleashing bolts of heavenly lightning that injured many people.
However, such attacks could not cause any real harm to Mo Xiu and Mo Qi.
Mo Qi possessed profound magical power, and Mo Xiu was a top-tier lightning-type ability user. Apart from the initial moment when they were caught off guard, they were even able to protect everyone within the magic array from the lightning attacks later on.
The two sides clashed fiercely amidst a raging storm. It seems their efforts during this time were not in vain; everyone's growth rate was extremely rapid, and the so-called filth was not as powerful as they had imagined.
However, Mo Xiu quickly noticed something was wrong. Although their attacks seemed to be evenly matched, their momentum was even stronger.
Even if the opponent blocked their attack, they could quickly come back and attack again, seemingly unharmed.
In terms of pure strength, the opponent may not be that strong, but if this turns into a protracted war of attrition, then it is clear that their physical strength and power are insufficient to sustain it for long, which is extremely disadvantageous.
Thinking of this, Mo Xiu's eyes were filled with worry. She turned to look at Mo Qi beside her, who was clearly aware of the same thing.
Mo Qi frowned and tried to summon several top-tier magic weapons he had just crafted, instantly inflicting heavy damage on the enemy.
The strange clouds in the sky roared in pain even more intensely, and a little sunlight even shone through as the clouds were dispersed.
Seeing this, the others in the team thought they had seen a glimmer of hope.
But not long after, the surrounding clouds began to pile up again. Although it took a little longer than before, they quickly returned to their original state.
"Even this isn't enough?" Mo Xiu clenched her fists. If that were the case, their chances of winning would be slim.
As they were talking, an extremely thick bolt of lightning struck down directly from the sky. Moreover, the target of this lightning bolt was clearly the demonic cultivators who were standing not far from them in the great formation.
What does the other party mean by this? Could it be that they want to mock the lightning dragon he released at the beginning?
Mo Xiu no longer cared about the other party's intentions. He exerted all his strength and quickly unleashed his own special ability, hoping to stop the other party and resolutely prevent those around him from being harmed.
With Mo Xiu's strength, he was capable of deflecting the heavenly lightning. However, his attention was entirely focused on saving the others, so he didn't notice that while he was using his supernatural ability, a black mist that had almost solidified suddenly shot out from somewhere and struck Mo Xiu directly from behind.
The demonic cultivators and the rest of the team watched helplessly as they shouted, trying to warn Mo Xiu, but they were powerless to stop it.
At this critical moment, it was Mo Qi, who was standing beside him, who reacted first. He summoned his divine sense and instinctively shielded Mo Xiu behind him.
However, the divine sense's attempt to block it seemed to have no effect; that strange mist, of unknown origin, instantly merged into Mo Qi's body.
"Mo Qi!" Mo Xiu's eyes widened instantly as he looked nervously at his beloved. He should have known that if such danger really occurred, Mo Qi would definitely protect him if given the chance.
But he never expected that this thing would use a feint attack!
"How could you be so foolish? Are you alright! What exactly is going on?" Mo Xiu grabbed Mo Qi's arm anxiously, wanting to help him.
However, he really didn't know what to do, because he couldn't see what effect Mo Qi had after that black mist entered his body.
The other party's expression remained completely unchanged; they seemed to be simply frozen in place. Therefore, Mo Xiu could only make wild guesses about the exact effect of the attack brought about by this black mist.
Could it be that the injury is not visible on the outside, but rather to the internal organs?
"What's wrong? Say something!" Mo Xiu's eyes were red with anxiety, but after waiting for another ten seconds, Mo Qi finally moved.
Mo Qi turned her head and looked at Mo Xiu with a somewhat dazed expression. Mo Xiu's hand unconsciously went to her stomach and gently rubbed it.
"Why are you rubbing your stomach? Does it hurt? Or have you injured your internal organs?" If it is indeed internal organ damage, what should he do? Do the demonic cultivators have any quick-healing pills?
He remembered that the Grand Elder had given them some before, but which one should Mo Qi eat?
Just as Mo Xiu was in a state of panic, Mo Qi, who was standing next to her, suddenly let out a burp.
The man turned to meet Mo Xiu's anxious gaze, a strange expression on his face, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm really fine. It's just that I feel a little full..."
"Feeling bloated?" As soon as Mo Qi finished speaking, Mo Xiu almost held back the tears that were about to spill from her eyes. The others looked at each other with expressions of incomprehension.
Mo Qi, on the other hand, remained calm and whispered in his partner's ear, "Don't be impatient."
Then, he looked up at the sky again and said, "I think I've figured out how to solve this problem."
After hearing what the other person said, Mo Xiu seemed to have a slight change in his aura. Then he slowly moved a few steps to the center of the altar and suddenly opened his arms.
Then the strange clouds in the sky turned into clumps of black mist just like before, and were all forcibly sucked into Mo Qi's hands.
The scene before us was truly shocking, but the actual impact was not widespread, affecting only the central area of the altar.
However, Mo Xiu was standing not far away and still felt the huge energy impact.
However, just as he was feeling unwell from the impact, a golden halo suddenly appeared in front of him, enveloping him completely.
The halo was incredibly warm, and he felt a faint connection between himself and Mo Qi. This light originated from their Daoist contract, and it was also Mo Qi's way of protecting him.
Mo Xiu was somewhat moved. For some reason, he seemed to see a shadowy figure resembling a black panther behind Mo Qi. However, this black panther had long horns and seemed to have dark red markings on its body.
Completely different from the ordinary black panther in his memory, this phantom felt more like a mythical beast to him.
At this moment, Mo Xiu realized exactly what method Mo Qi meant by "solving the trouble." The other party was actually devouring this filth!
The shrill wails grew louder, and the thing, shrouded in black mist, writhed and twisted, almost revealing its true form, looking as ferocious as a demon that had escaped from hell.
At this moment, all Mo Xiu felt from the other person was fear and an irresistible despair.
And so, the "strange cloud" that once covered the sky was completely absorbed and refined by Mo Qi.
The sun finally shone down, and the biting chill that had been in the air earlier disappeared.
Mo Qi raised his hands, then slowly lowered them, making a gesture of retraction. He opened his eyes again, and his pupils gleamed with a distinct golden light.
"Mo Qi, you, what's wrong with you..." Mo Xiu suddenly felt a little awkward, as if Mo Qi seemed a little different now.
"Actually, there's no difference." As if the other person could hear his thoughts, they answered first, then leaned over and kissed Mo Xiu's lips, repeating again, "Really, there's no difference."
"I just remembered a lot of things from the past, more specifically than before. But none of that matters now. The world is safe now, both here and in the cultivation world," Mo Qi said with a smile.
"Really? The filth was resolved just like that? What method did you use?" Mo Xiu was somewhat amazed, and felt that this victory had come quite unexpectedly.
Mo Qi said, "I wouldn't call it a method, but rather a talent. I can eat all kinds of evil spirits and plagues that wreak havoc on the human world."
"Eat?" Mo Xiu felt like she had found a very new word, but to her surprise, the person opposite her actually nodded again.
At this moment, Mo Qi grasped Mo Xiu's hand and said earnestly, "The crisis has been resolved, so let's not dwell on these things. Now that everyone is here and we have a proper platform, shouldn't we take this opportunity to hold a Dao Couple Ceremony?"
"The Daoist Couple Ceremony?" Mo Xiu felt like she was being bombarded with one absurd thought after another.
However, it was clear that the other demonic cultivators who heard this did not think so, especially Cheng Cheng, who threw a bunch of seeds to both sides of the altar and began to use his plant-based abilities to promote their growth.
In a surprisingly short time, the place was covered in flowers.
"Boss, I'm pretty good at this, right?" Cheng Cheng said proudly.
Mo Qi smiled and nodded, casually waving his hand, and he actually changed him and Mo Xiu into two very festive sets of dharma robes.
The others were also busy making arrangements. They had plenty of good things on them, so changing into a new set of robes wouldn't be difficult. Adding furnishings and decorating the place was even simpler for cultivators.
Seeing everything around her changing so rapidly, Mo Xiu was amazed.
After the altar was fully set up, the Grand Elder volunteered to preside over the ceremony.
Amidst everyone's blessings, Mo Xiu and Mo Qi stood once again in the center of the altar. Mo Xiu touched the ring Mo Qi had given him, the one that carried a wisp of Mo Qi's soul, and felt as if it were all a dream.
Finally, he remembered something and took out a new ring from his pocket. He didn't know how to make magical artifacts, but he also hoped to give Mo Qi a token that represented a promise in the same way.
So he secretly carved a similar ring, imitating the design of the one Mo Qi had given him.
"Mo Qi, may I put this on for you?" Mo Xiu asked, her ears turning red as she held the ring.
Upon seeing this, a hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes, and a big smile immediately appeared on his face as he eagerly reached out his hand.
The silver ring gleamed in the sunlight, and then countless golden specks of light were scattered from the sky, illuminating Mo Xiu and Mo Qi. It was the sincere gratitude and blessing sent by the Heavenly Dao.
Amidst the cheers and laughter of the crowd, on the stage, the two lovers held hands tightly, gazing lovingly at each other.
After the Dao Couple Ceremony, they returned to their residence. Suddenly, Mo Qi hugged Mo Xiu from behind and whispered, "Mo Xiu, although we see each other every day, I've always wanted to tell you that I miss you very much."
Also, besides Mo Qi, I actually have another original name. My name is Teng Gen.
"Tenggen..." Upon hearing this name, Mo Xiu's expression momentarily became dazed. He felt that these two words were both strange and familiar, as if he had heard them countless times.
"I understand!" Mo Xiu replied softly, and took the initiative to kiss the other person's lips.
Whether it's Mo Qi, Teng Gen, or the original nameless one, as long as it's him, that's fine.
Perhaps, just as we remember, this world will not be their end.
But none of that matters, because no matter what kind of world they live in, as long as they meet, it will be the beginning of their happiness.
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Author's Note: The main story ends here. An extra chapter will be posted tomorrow!
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