After a day and a night, the two finally finished fighting. Han Lingxi watched as they exchanged a palm strike and then flew backwards to either side, falling into the Yellow Springs.
As everyone knows, the Yellow Springs have no known source or destination, so going downstream is certain death. Han Lingxi is not one to meddle in other people's business, but she had never heard of the King of the Underworld's death in her previous life. So she decided to go and save him, hoping the King of the Underworld would remember her kindness.
Without hesitation, Han Lingxi flew downstream. Looking down at the Yellow Springs, she felt a little uneasy without the menacing ghosts. After flying for a while, she saw Cui Han, dressed in red, floating on the water and drifting with the current. Han Lingxi jumped into the Yellow Springs, thankful for her swimming skills. She swam to Cui Han, grabbed his clothes, and pulled him towards her, preparing to fly to the shore.
Just as she flew out of the water, something grabbed her foot. Han Lingxi's scalp tingled instantly. Although she was also a ghost, she had just arrived and hadn't gotten used to the role yet. Just thinking about the hideous ghosts in the underworld made her hair stand on end.
Han Lingxi looked down and realized she had been overthinking things. There were no ghosts in the Yellow Springs now. The one who grabbed her foot was the man in white. After Cui Han and the man in white separated, Cui Han flew downstream, while the man in white flew upstream. He had just drifted here with the current.
Han Lingxi felt that since he could fight Cui Han to a draw, he must be of high status, so it was better not to offend him. She resisted the urge to kick him off the river and stumbled as she flew toward the shore. Although she had magic, it was still too much to carry two people, and she almost fell into the river several times.
In the end, after a few close calls, the two people were safely brought ashore.
Han Lingxi sat on the bank, panting heavily without any regard for her image. Cui Han was still unconscious, but the man in white had already woken up. To be precise, he should have been awake while he was in the river.
The man in white, soaking wet, stood up and looked at the unconscious Cui Han with a strange expression. Han Lingxi quickly stood up and stood in front of Cui Han. Could this man be trying to kill Cui Han while he was unable to fight back? No way! She had gone to so much trouble and hadn't even managed to get on his good side yet. How could she let Cui Han die like this?
But this person is so powerful, I don't know if I can beat him. However, Cui Han is unconscious from his injuries, so he must be seriously injured as well. I might be able to put up a fight.
"Thank you so much for saving me, young lady. I will remember your kindness and repay you in the future."
The white-clad man named Qian Guang did not fight with Han Lingxi. Instead, he bowed to thank her and then turned and left.
Seeing that the danger had passed, Han Lingxi turned to Cui Han, took out the Purple Jade Pill that Han Qianmu had given her from her bosom, pried open Cui Han's mouth, and fed him one.
Han Lingxi looked at the jade bottle with only one pill left and felt extremely distressed. The Purple Jade Pill was a precious item, and even Han Qianmu, the judge, only received two. He was worried that Han Lingxi would get hurt, so he gave them all to her.
Not long after Cui Han took the Purple Jade Pill, he slowly woke up. Han Lingxi leaned close to him and was startled by the sharp look he suddenly gave her.
Who are you?
Cui Han sat up and asked Han Lingxi, who was squatting in front of him, in an icy tone.
“I am the messenger of the underworld. I saw you in the Yellow Springs and brought you up.”
What did you feed me?
Han Lingxi wondered if it was just her imagination, but Cui Han's tone seemed a little better.
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