Chapter 89 Could it be that Xie Tingyu's heartbeat is... like? ...

The sky was bright, and Xie Tingyu leaned against the railing with lifeless eyes.

Her tall and straight figure blocked the glaring sunlight, and he lowered his eyes to look at her.

Xie Tingyu was holding a white porcelain vase in her hand, and under Wen Zhiyu's gaze, she tightened her grip even more.

"Daoyou Zelan and Daoyou Han are leaving, aren't you going to see them off?"

"Why should I send you off? We'll see each other again eventually, right?"

After she finished speaking, Xie Tingyu lowered her head and fiddled with the Yunting, using it to pass a message to Zelan. This was a spare Yunting that she had specially taken out, and the only contact person in it was hers.

As a grand gathering of the entire cultivation world, Qingyun Club is naturally sought after by disciples from all sects. They all want to show off their talents and display their unique skills at Qingyun Club.

Whether you will become famous or remain mediocre, it all depends on this unique event.

Ze Lan and Han Xun Zhen will definitely come as well.

Hearing this, Wen Zhiyu nodded, "Master said that you can go to the Treasure Pavilion today to choose a prize. No matter what it is, as long as you can get it, it will be yours."

Xie Tingyu's eyes lit up, "Really? No matter what it is, as long as I can get it, it belongs to me?"

Wen Zhiyu nodded as usual, confirming Xie Tingyu's doubts. Xie Tingyu was naturally happy. As the number one sect in the world of cultivation, Xuanyuntian had a profound foundation, and there must be a lot of good things in the treasure house.

Although she didn't know what she wanted, since she could get it for free, she might as well take it.

Thinking of this in his mind, Wen Zhiyu stared at her and smiled calmly. The gentle smile on his face was totally natural, as if he was born to be this elegant gentleman and was supposed to be so handsome and cheerful.

Sleeping not far from the door of the Treasure Pavilion, Xie Tingyu just glanced at it casually at night. The door of the Treasure Pavilion was a stone door, which looked like it could be destroyed at will, and it did not look solid at all.

But the more plain and simple something is, the easier it is to hide secrets. Xie Tingyu was led by Wen Zhiyu, and she almost followed Wen Zhiyu's footsteps.

At the door of the treasure pavilion sat an old man in a black robe. He bent one leg with his arm on it and held a wine gourd in his hand. When he saw the visitor, he raised his head and took a sip.

"What is it?"

"Grandmaster, I have been awarded a plaque by the head of the sect, and I have come here to receive the top prize for the examination for disciples going to sea." Wen Zhiyu handed over a wooden plaque. There were no words or prints on the plaque, as if it was just a piece of wood.

The old man in black robe took it, revealing his old face under the robe. His face was full of wrinkles and grooves, and he looked particularly tired.

"Is this girl Yun Heng's new disciple?"

The old man in black robe had a cold voice, and it was obvious that he was just asking casually and didn't care much.

Wen Zhiyu didn't say anything, so Xie Tingyu answered first, "Hello, Master. I'm Xie Tingyu."

"How much is your current cultivation level?" The old man in black robe said "hmm", shook the wine gourd in his hand, and continued to ask.

"Floating World Jade, One Heaven." Xie Tingyu wondered if the old man had seen something. He even let the remaining soul of the founder of the sect go. This man would probably not make things difficult for her, right?

Xie Tingyu thought about it for a long time. The old man in black robe didn't say anything. He just raised the wine gourd, pointed his index finger in the direction of the treasure pavilion door, and threw the wooden sign back.

Wen Zhiyu raised his hand and took it, "Thank you, Master, for letting me pass."

The two brothers and sisters walked past the old man in black robes. The wooden sign was embedded in the center of the treasure pavilion's door. That place suddenly sank, and the surrounding stones flowed quickly like liquid to wrap around the wooden sign.

The wooden sign was swallowed by the stone gate, and the door of the treasure house suddenly opened. With a "boom" sound, a few pieces of gravel fell from above and landed on the ground "scatteredly".

Xie Tingyu raised her eyes, and Wen Zhiyu saw that she was curious, so he gently pulled her sleeve and led her into the door while explaining.

"The treasure house you see is different from the one other disciples saw yesterday."

"Because of that wooden sign, the door to the real treasure pavilion was opened?" This was why she did not see the old man in black robe when she passed by and saw other disciples entering the treasure pavilion yesterday, and there was no wooden sign for verification.

Because in the final analysis, these two places are different.

Obviously, this treasure house now contains even more precious things.

"Don't think too much. You can only choose one." Xie Tingyu's eyes were erratic, and he didn't know where they would end up as they moved around the treasure house.

I just feel that these treasures don't look like simple things.

The finest elixirs, sharp and powerful weapons, and finely crafted magical instruments.

There are even all kinds of strange and bizarre Horcruxes, monster furs, and demon collections.

As I watched it all, I was overwhelmed and my eyes were dazzled. The best way to describe it is "dazzled".

Xie Tingyu was shocked back to his senses by Wen Zhiyu's words, and secretly sighed that Xuan Yuntian's treasure pavilion was indeed worthy of its reputation. The collections inside were comparable to those in the Ghost Mansion, but they also brought together treasures from various sects and schools.

Xie Tingyu walked through the medicine area and the herbal medicine area without looking back, and went straight through the magic weapon area where various precious treasures were placed. Her target was the Horcrux.

As soon as she stepped in here, she felt that there was something calling her name and guiding her forward.

Xie Tingyu's mind was clear, but out of curiosity, he couldn't help but want to go forward to check what could cause such a big resonance.

Noticing that Xie Tingyu seemed to be walking with a purpose, Wen Zhiyu raised his eyebrows, with the gentle smile on his face unchanged. He crossed his arms and walked behind Xie Tingyu with his long legs spread out, not too far but not too close.

Horcruxes have never been something that disciples like, because disciples usually practice the common schools in the world of cultivation.

The cultivation schools in the world of cultivation are mainly divided into: sword cultivation, weapon cultivation, magic cultivation, ghost cultivation, music cultivation, talisman cultivation, elixir cultivation, weapon cultivation,偃师, and medical cultivation.

Among the many categories, only ghost cultivators and偃师 know how to practice soul refining techniques.

In the long run, they tend not to care too much about Horcruxes.

Xie Tingyu held the sky and walked through the red sky, and he was a sword cultivator alive.

But her ghost spells were more skillful and powerful than anyone expected. Who could think of her and the swordsman together?

Wen Zhiyu didn't know what to think when he saw Xie Tingyu's eyes shining and the joy on his face almost overflowing when he looked at the pile of Horcruxes. Xie Tingyu took Tianxing Chixiao and set his eyes on other magic weapons.

I wonder what the Heavenly Red Sky Sword Spirit will do?

Wen Zhiyu was not wrong. Tian Xing Chi Xiao was unwilling to see his master have any ideas about the Horcrux. The sword spirit condensed into a red shadow and fluttered in front of Xie Tingyu, trying to attract his attention.

Xie Tingyu looked at the Horcrux that was so provocative, raised his hand and held the sword spirit, "Be good, show me which one you want as your scabbard?"

The Tianxing Chixiao sword spirit was stunned in a human way. The sword spirit rubbed the palm of Xie Tingyu's hand. It was just a soul, but because it formed a unique bond with Xie Tingyu, they were able to sense each other better. The sword spirit rubbed Xie Tingyu's palm until it itched.

The Horcruxes' provocation was directed at Xie Tingyu, because they thought that a low-level monk like her dared to target them.

Then the sword spirit flew out and transformed into the appearance of a long sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the Horcrux. A violent aura emerged from Tianxing Chixiao's body, and the powerful sword energy caused most of the weapons in the treasure pavilion to react.

There were sounds of varying degrees.

The sounds of swords, knives and guns rang in my ears.

Xie Tingyu's ears were hurt by the shock. Tianxing Chixiao emitted red sword energy, layer after layer, like ripples on the water, and produced a sharp sound different from other weapons.

Inside the treasure pavilion, countless magical instruments were disturbed by these weapons that were ready to move, and Tianxing Chixiao became the most powerful one for a while.

Xie Tingyu couldn't bear it any longer, so he raised his hand and hit the Tianxing Chixiao Sword.

The red blood line in the middle of the sword was the source of the violent aura. As Xie Tingyu struck down, Tianxing Chixiao tactfully retracted 50% of the sword energy.

Xie Tingyu sneered, and the Horcrux that had just been frightened by Tianxing Chixiao was trembling non-stop. Xie Tingyu bent down and brought his cold peach blossom eyes closer.

"Why don't you guys provoke me? You think I'm not worthy of conquering you, but... you're not worthy of becoming my life weapon either."

She slapped her hand, and the Horcrux closest to her palm flew out and away from Xie Tingyu.

Wen Zhiyu kept observing Xie Tingyu's actions without looking away. She seemed to be trying to subdue the Horcrux, but in fact, she had already set her sights on other things.

for example…….

The curve of Wen Zhi's lips deepened, and Xie Tingyu's figure was reflected in his dark eyes, appearing particularly thin and fragile, but her back that did not bend easily had already shown outsiders the strong and immortal soul under her fragile appearance.

Tianxing Chixiao's intimidation was strong enough, and some magic weapons were vibrating faintly, but due to Tianxing Chixiao's influence, no one dared to make any random moves.

Xie Tingyu's eyes wandered over the Horcrux.

A strange black thing that looked like a bull's horn, a gray dagger, a double-sided axe stained with blood, and a ring that emitted a black aura.

Xie Tingyu kept walking, but slowed down when facing a skull. The surface of the skull was covered with a black unknown liquid, and the whole skull exuded a cold and strange aura.

There is a wriggling mass of unknown object in its left eye socket.

Like a surge of ink.

Xie Tingyu jumped over it and grabbed the dagger. Before the dagger could break free from Xie Tingyu's hand, it was suppressed by a strong ghost energy and was carried away and stabbed towards the inky skull.

The skull flew out, and at the same time, Tianxing Chixiao cut in from the slope and suddenly blocked the skull's way.

The skull hit the sword and bounced back. A silver light flashed, and the dagger pierced into the skull's left eye, penetrating the inky liquid. Xie Tingyu twisted her wrist, and the dagger was controlled by her to dig out the liquid from the skull.

Xie Tingyu raised the corner of his lips and caught the liquid in his hand.

The liquid substance could not escape and could only flow between her fingers, struggling continuously.

Xie Tingyu casually threw the dagger back to its original place. The skull lost the inky liquid in its left eye socket, and the ink on the surface also faded away, revealing the bone white color of the skull itself.

Having lost its source of power, the skull fell to the ground with a clang, landing at Xie Ting's feet.

The strange feeling shifted to Xie Tingyu's hands.

She used a ghost spell to restrain her own hands, trapping both her hands and the inky liquid. Her fingers could not move, and the inky liquid naturally could not escape either.

"Wen Zhiyu, look! I caught this and it's mine!" Just when Wen Zhiyu was lost in thought, Xie Tingyu's clear voice brought his thoughts back.

Xie Tingyu raised the corners of her lips, and her face, which was exceptionally cold and calm when she didn't speak, now took the initiative to show him a bright smile, and she seemed to be showing him her happiness.

After getting the inky liquid, he could use the little monster found in the Western Desert. Xie Tingyu almost subconsciously wanted to find someone to share his joy with.

She heard herself calling Wen Zhiyu's name, and there was excitement in her voice.

His gentle gaze first fell on her, then looked at the inky liquid in her hand.

Xie Tingyu heard Wen Zhi and said.

"Well, Ayu is really amazing."

For a moment, Xie Tingyu didn't know how to answer him, but his heart was beating suddenly, an extremely fast and abnormal beat.

She had confused herself the first few times with her own jokes.

This time, even if Xie Tingyu was a bit careless and slow in emotions, he should have doubted it...

Could this feeling be...love?