The night grew deeper.
Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away from Yangyue Manor, in the residence of a prince of a different surname from the imperial court.
After listening to the report from his subordinates, Yan Wuyai, the leader of the Jiyue Sect who had been in hiding for many days, immediately burst into hearty laughter.
He had only heard rumors before that his ruthless, cold-blooded, and unscrupulous dog-son named Yan Xingzhi had unexpectedly acquired a wife. Furthermore, during the battle at Ghost Howl Cliff, his wife had jumped off the cliff with him without hesitation. At the bottom of the cliff, she even willingly lured away the men he had sent to capture him, allowing Yan Xingzhi, weakened by the Bone Tempering Poison, to escape his inescapable net.
Then, the message sent back by the assassins he had planted at Yangyue Manor was that Yan Xingzhi's young wife seemed to have been poisoned by some incurable poison, supposedly because Yan Xingzhi had deliberately plotted against her, and that he seemed to have already begun to regret it after plotting it.
After this analysis, Yan Wuyai, who was determined to take a gamble, directly left the Life-Dividing Chapter of the Hundred Refinement Formless Technique to his adopted son.
He didn't give any fake items, after all, they were "father and son." But just because they weren't fake didn't mean they were intact. Life wasn't so easily divided; one wrong move and you could lose your entire life. Not to mention, the parchment he kept clearly stated that once the decision to divide one's life was made, martial arts skills and internal strength would gradually decline until one became an ordinary person with no strength to even kill a chicken, only then would one's fortunes turn around again.
Having decided to leave the Fate Chapter to Yan Xingzhi, he decided to have his undercover agents keep a close eye on Yan Xingzhi's every move. Unexpectedly, Yan Xingzhi actually began collecting all sorts of poisonous insects and herbs needed for the Fate Chapter without hesitation.
Originally, Yan Wuyai thought he had known his heartless "good son" well enough over the years, but now he realized he still didn't know him well enough. He never expected that he was such a devoted lover.
Hahahaha...
Yan Wuyai laughed again with glee, but even as he laughed, a cruel and bloodthirsty light still gleamed in his eyes.
After all, it's really unpleasant to be bitten by a dog you've raised for so many years, just like being the owner.
What should I do if the dog bites him?
Of course, only by skinning him alive, pulling out his tendons, and sucking out his marrow can his hatred be quelled.
Thinking of this, Yan Wuyai gripped the armrest of his chair tightly, and soon, dark red wood chips fell from his palm.
"You lot, come here. Pass on the message..."
His next plan can now begin.
When things reach their lowest point, they begin to rise again. What he wants is for his time to be so bad that he never sees his fortunes turn around!
Soon, such rumors spread throughout the martial arts world, among ordinary people, within sects, and in various inns, taverns, and even tea stalls where people could rest.
"Hey, have you guys heard about this?"
"Are you referring to Yan Xingzhi, the master of Yangyue Manor...?"
"You all found out too? I never imagined that Yan Xingzhi was actually the adopted son of the Silent Moon Sect Leader. Not only that, but even the Moonlit Manor was established with the support of the Demonic Sect. He looks upright and honest, but he is actually a spy planted by the Demonic Sect in our righteous forces. You can know a person's face but not their heart!"
"What? Is this real or fake? Master Yan actually..."
"Could it be false that the demonic cultists who were captured by major sects like Kongshan Sect and Shishen Manor admitted it themselves? Apart from his Yangyue Manor, most of the forces in the martial arts world are old-school forces. Even so, he was able to fight his way through them. In recent years, he has even been able to suppress Kongshan Sect, which is recognized as the number one martial arts sect. If you say there's nothing fishy going on, who would believe it?"
"I heard that during the battle of Ghost Howl Cliff, Yan Xingzhi secretly informed the members of the Demonic Sect of all our righteous sects' plans, which caused the entire righteous sects to suffer heavy losses, and even the leader of the Gu She Sect was unexpectedly killed in battle..."
"But I heard that the Demonic Sect didn't fare well in the battle of Ghost Howl Cliff either. They even lost their stronghold to Yan Xingzhi. How could this be..."
"You wouldn't know this, would you? This Lord of Yangyue Manor has a lot of ambition. He intends to replace the Demonic Sect, make his Yangyue Manor the largest force in the martial arts world, and then dominate the martial arts world and sit on the throne of the number one in the world."
"Indeed, everyone in the martial world knows Yan Xingzhi's intentions. Otherwise, why would his Yangyue Manor have suffered the least damage after the battle of Ghost Howling Cliff, and why would he not allow any other forces to approach the Demonic Sect's headquarters after taking control of it? I've heard that the other six major forces, indignant at Yan Xingzhi's actions, are secretly discussing going to Cloud Mist Mountain to confront him and demand an explanation! It won't be long before the martial world, which has only just stabilized, is thrown into turmoil again..."
"well……"
Such conversations circulated in every corner of the martial arts world, growing increasingly intense, as if an unseen hand was constantly fanning the flames from behind.
Meanwhile, the Kongshan Sect...
When Fang Yunyang's fellow disciples saw the pale-faced old man Jiaye walking out of Fang Yunyang's room, they immediately swarmed around him and began to ask him all sorts of questions.
"Master, how is my senior brother?"
"Is there really no solution? Didn't you always say that Senior Brother's talent and aptitude have always been the best among our group of fellow disciples? Is his dantian really completely destroyed, and he will never be able to practice martial arts again?"
One of the younger boys, a baby-faced boy who had been taught by Fang Yunyang after arriving at the Kongshan Sect, asked this question with a choked voice.
In fact, ever since Tang Ning was taken away by Yan Xingzhi on their wedding day, Fang Yunyang's dantian had already been injured once due to qi deviation. For martial artists, the dantian is a more important location than the heart. Without the dantian, a martial artist is no different from a cripple.
Unfortunately, in Qingye Village later, due to excessive grief and anger, his internal energy surged, causing him to suffer a qi deviation once again. This time, because he could not be treated in time, Fang Yunyang's dantian was completely destroyed, and not only was his martial arts completely ruined, but he would probably never be able to practice martial arts again.
As soon as the baby-faced boy finished asking his question, he saw his master shake his head with a look of regret and disappointment.
His eyes immediately reddened. "I'm going to Yangyue Manor to find Tang Ning! I want to ask her how much more she intends to humiliate Senior Brother! Not only did she abandon him on their wedding day and run off with that shameless scoundrel Yan Xingzhi, but when we later found Senior Brother in Qingye Village, the villagers said that she was the one who was with him during that time. What did Senior Brother do to offend her? Why does she torment him like this again and again!"
As soon as the man finished speaking, he turned around and was about to run down the mountain in a menacing manner, but the old man Kasyapa saw that things were not going well and quickly called for someone to hold him down.
Seeing this, another older man slowly spoke up, "I think it's because our senior brother is madly in love with her. Didn't you hear him calling out Ningning's name nonstop during the time he was unconscious? Alas, love is the most hurtful thing."
After he finished speaking, everyone looked at Fang Yunyang's room on the side and fell silent.
Another person suddenly spoke up indignantly, "In my opinion, the most despicable one is that Lord Yan Xingzhi of Yangyue Manor. You must have all heard the rumors in the martial arts world, right? He has actually been a spy for the Demonic Sect all along. Fortunately, he didn't stay in our Kongshan Sect back then, otherwise the Kongshan Sect would probably be his alone now. Master, this time, the Gushe Sect is leading the trip to Yunwu Mountain on the fifteenth of August, and our Kongshan Sect will also be going, right?"
Upon hearing this, Elder Jiaye sighed deeply. "In the battle of Ghost Howl Cliff, your fourth senior uncle lost his right arm with a single sword strike, and countless Kongshan disciples died in that great battle. On this trip to Cloud Mist Mountain, we must go and find out the truth. We must not let our disciples die in vain!"
"Um!"
They nodded vigorously.
Just then, the door behind them was gently pushed open from the inside, and Fang Yunyang, dressed in white with a pale and haggard face, stood inside and looked at them.
"Senior Brother!"
Upon seeing Fang Yunyang, the group immediately called out to him.
Fang Yunyang nodded slightly to them, then looked directly at Elder Kasyapa. Before anyone could react, he knelt down before his master with a thud.
"Please allow me, Master, to accompany you to Yangyue Manor in Yunwu Mountain this time."
"Senior Brother, but you..."
The others, seeing Fang Yunyang like this, all felt a sense of worry. After all, given Fang Yunyang's current physical condition, if a fight broke out on Cloud Mist Mountain, things might get very complicated...
Fang Yunyang, however, stared intently at the old man Kasyapa, his face filled with a pitiful pleading expression.
Seeing this, the old man Kasyapa sighed heavily in his heart and then had someone help him up. "Alright, alright, alright, if you really want to go together, then go. It will put your mind at ease."
"Thank you, Master, for your kindness."
Fang Yunyang said this in a trembling voice.
On the other side, at the God of Cookery.
After hearing all the rumors circulating in the martial arts world, Huo Qingqing simply couldn't believe that the person rumored to be able to control everything was her Brother Yan, and that Brother Yan was actually a spy for the Demonic Sect? He had always been so good to her; she couldn't believe it at all…
Definitely, it must be Tang Ning's fault. She's a femme fatale who not only ruined Brother Fang's life but also burdened Brother Yan with the accusations of being unrighteous, shameless, and despicable.
Regardless, this time, when she goes to the Cloud Mist Manor with her father, she is determined to expose her pretentious, shameless, and despicable side to the world.
Huo Qingqing clenched her fists tightly.
All the commotion in the martial arts world had reached Tang Ning, who was staying at Yangyue Manor. However, she no longer cared about these rumors. She knew what was said in the rumors and what wasn't.
Tang Ning's mind is now entirely focused on Yan Xingzhi, because something seems off about him...
His martial arts skills seem to be... declining.
For this reason, she even asked 54088 to help her survey the area. Sure enough, Yan Xingzhi's current skill level was not even as good as a third-rate master in the martial arts world. It was as if there was a hole in his dantian that was invisible to the naked eye, and his cultivation was leaking out every day.
She felt that Yan Xingzhi's situation was most likely related to the life-splitting chapter of that so-called Hundred Refinements Formless Skill.
It is now August 14th. Tonight at midnight, the three-nine period will be over, and the process of Yan Xingzhi assigning her his fate will be coming to an end.
That night, perhaps because it was the last day, Tang Ning did not fall asleep exhausted after having her internal energy transferred, as she usually did.
In the pitch-black darkness, Yan Xingzhi, having lost all his internal energy and unable to suppress the excruciating pain within his body, gripped the edge of the bed so tightly that his fingers dug deep into it. His face and body writhed incessantly, and his ribs seemed to have completely turned into blood at that moment.
Knowing that Tang Ning was still awake, he still used a calm and steady voice, pretending to be relaxed, and asked, "The time of the third nine-day period is approaching, Ning Ning, what are your plans for the future?"
Without waiting for Tang Ning's reply, he continued with a smile in his voice, "I know without you saying it that you will leave Yangyue Manor immediately, far away from me, and perhaps never appear before me again. I know... you hate and resent me in your heart. I dare not beg for your forgiveness, much less stop you from leaving. Tomorrow at dawn, I will write you a letter of divorce and then send you down the mountain. I hope..."
"Even without me by your side, you can still live a happy and carefree life. If you encounter any problems you can't solve, you can always come to me. Whenever you need me, I will always be there for you immediately. If..."
“Ningning…”
He had only called her name softly in the darkness when Tang Ning heard Yan Xingzhi's voice ring out again in a low voice.
"Don't forget me..."
He said.
After saying that, perhaps because he could no longer bear the excruciating pain in his body, Yan Xingzhi couldn't help but let out a muffled groan from his chest.
What a clever scheme of feigning weakness, retreating to advance, yielding and stretching, and putting on a show of self-inflicted injury!
With Yan Xingzhi's tactics, one after another, even an ordinary young girl, or even the original owner of this body who has been reborn, might not be able to handle it. It's a pity.
According to the rumors in the martial arts world that Yan Xingzhi didn't stop her from knowing, tomorrow, on the Mid-Autumn Festival on the fifteenth of August, the six major forces will all go to Cloud Mist Mountain to ask Yan Xingzhi for clarification. But at this time, he has lost all his martial arts skills, and Ye Xiao is nowhere to be found.
It looks like a conspiracy no matter how you look at it.
Of course, it wasn't a conspiracy by others to scheme against Yan Xingzhi; on the contrary, it seemed more like a trap set by Yan Xingzhi to lure his prey into a snare.
The person you asked, let her think about it. In this world, who else could be the one that Yan Xingzhi would go to such lengths to frame and plot against, and whom he hates to the core, besides the former leader of the Jiyue Sect, Yan Wuyai, who has been missing since he disappeared?
Moreover, even the six major powers were probably within his calculations.
The rumors circulating in the martial arts world are spreading so widely that it's impossible for them to be spread without someone pulling the strings behind the scenes. It's possible that Yan Xingzhi was also involved, partly for his own calculations and partly to make it easier for him to play the victim. Otherwise, why would he let Tang Ning accidentally learn about these rumors?
What he meant was, "Look how miserable I am, yet I'm still wholeheartedly thinking of you. What I just told you, if I die, will be my last words. If you leave like this, you might never see me again. Are you willing to let me go?"
What a bastard!
The higher the favorability rating, the more dog-like the person becomes!
They're now resorting to almost any means necessary to win Tang Ning's heart!
Tang Ning even suspected that he had already planned it all out. He would feign serious injuries tomorrow, then show her his true feelings, and maybe then he could keep her forever.
As for this, Tang Ning herself would be willing, extremely willing, as Yan Xingzhi's life or death was none of her concern. But she was currently trying to win him over, and her life would end abruptly at exactly 6:00 PM tomorrow.
Can she walk?
cannot.
Even in complete darkness, Tang Ning, thinking of this, revealed a suppressed and restrained expression. Then, her voice rang out in a deliberately cold tone, "A herb that I cultivated in the manor will be fully mature by midnight tomorrow. If it is moved, its medicinal effects will be affected. So I will wait until it is fully mature and then take it down the mountain with me the day after tomorrow."
The implication was that I wouldn't be leaving tomorrow.
Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in Yan Xingzhi's eyes. He then slowly turned his head and looked at Tang Ning's profile, which was only a rough outline in the darkness. His heart felt as if it were immersed in a pool of spring water, sour and swollen.
He knew, always knew, that her heart was the softest.
That's why he always manages to outsmart and outmaneuver you perfectly.
Ningning...
Yan Xingzhi moved his lips and called her name silently.
That's why he wanted to hold onto her so tightly, never wanting to let go for the rest of his life.
The next day, before noon, large numbers of so-called righteous martial arts practitioners arrived at Yangyue Manor. Unlike the menacing group, Yan Xingzhi's side consisted of only a group of deaf and mute servants and Tang Ning, who did not even know martial arts.
As the group ruthlessly kicked open the gate, Yan Xingzhi was sitting upright in the courtyard. He had just brewed a pot of pre-rain Longjing tea and was handing the first cup to Tang Ning when the crystal-clear tea in the cup swayed slightly. The two of them looked up at the same time.
He happened to come face to face with the six major forces who kept barging in.
Upon seeing Tang Ning, Fang Yunyang's eyes never left her face. Meanwhile, Huo Qingqing, upon seeing Tang Ning, instinctively looked at Fang Yunyang not far away. Seeing that he was still staring intently at Tang Ning, this fickle woman, she bit her lower lip hard, her gaze towards Tang Ning becoming increasingly resentful and angry.
On the other side, seeing the group of six powerful forces who clearly came with ill intentions, Yan Xingzhi actually had the interest to smile and exchange pleasantries, "I was unaware of your presence and have failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me. May I ask what brings you here today?"
Other sects wanted to assess the situation and find out more, but the Gushe Sect, having lost its leader and now only having juniors in charge, couldn't care less about anything else. They immediately stepped forward, their anger barely contained, and said, "Yan Xingzhi, even now, you're still putting on an act with us. Don't you know what shameful things you've done?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Xingzhi raised his eyes and glanced at him. "Oh? What shameful thing have I done? Could you please explain it to me?"
"All the demonic cult members we captured have already confessed, and you're still pretending? You won't shed a tear until you see the coffin! You, Yan Xingzhi, are clearly the disciple and adopted son of the Lonely Moon Sect Leader. For so many years, you've been lurking within our righteous forces, passing on all sorts of information to the demonic cult. In the battle at Ghost Howl Cliff, you even revealed all our plans to the demonic cult, causing our righteous martial arts to suffer heavy losses, and my master also lost his life at Ghost Howl Cliff because of it! Yan Xingzhi, do you admit to these countless crimes or not?!"
The man in blue robes grew increasingly grief-stricken and indignant as he spoke, and finally drew his sword and pointed it at Yan Xingzhi, who was not far away.
Upon hearing this question, Yan Xingzhi chuckled softly before slowly replying, "I am indeed the disciple and adopted son of Yan Wuyai, the leader of the Silent Moon Sect..."
Almost unable to believe that Yan Xingzhi had actually acknowledged the six major forces in front of so many people, a few of the more radical ones also revealed their weapons.
"but……"
But before they could make a move, Yan Xingzhi spoke again slowly and deliberately.
"However, I am not a spy planted by the Lord of Jiyue among the righteous forces. On the contrary, I became the adopted son of the Lord of the Demonic Sect, Yan Wuyai, precisely to eradicate the Demonic Sect, and to become a thorn in the side of our righteous forces within the Demonic Sect. Now, as you have seen, after so many years of painstaking efforts, I have almost wiped out ninety percent of the Demonic Sect's forces."
"You still dare to argue? What evidence do you have to prove that you are a spy we planted in the Demonic Sect? I think you have always had malicious intentions!"
The men in blue from the Gushe faction were determined to nail Yan Xingzhi to the pillar of shame.
"Isn't the battle at Ghost Howl Cliff enough proof? Although the seven major sects suffered losses, the Demonic Sect suffered even greater losses. Afterwards, I devoted all my efforts to besieging and wiping out the remaining forces of the Demonic Sect, forcing Old Dog Yan to remain silent to this day. These are all evidence."
Yan Xingzhi said slowly and deliberately.
"What kind of evidence is this? This only proves your wolfish ambition, Yan Xingzhi, that you intend to dominate the Central Plains martial arts world and become the second tyrannical Yan Wuyai!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Xingzhi raised an eyebrow slightly, then stared intently at the man in blue, slowly suppressing the smile on his lips. "If none of this can prove it, then..."
"I am Ye Yu, the son of Ye Ying, the master of Mingjian Villa, whose entire family of seventy-two people were slaughtered by the Jiyue Sect. Isn't this identity enough to prove that my joining the Demonic Sect was always for revenge, and not for any other reason?"
At this moment, Yan Xingzhi's face had lost all its smile, and his gaze was deep and unfathomable.
"What!"
Upon hearing Yan Xingzhi introduce himself, and with the other five sect leaders looking at him in disbelief, the look of Elder Jiaye was the most astonished.
"If you don't believe me, you can ask Fang Yunyang, the senior brother of the Kongshan Sect. After all, he witnessed the destruction of Mingjian Villa back then. He even lived with me in the villa for about half a month. He should know the most about it."
Yan Xingzhi looked at Fang Yunyang in the crowd with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Fang Yunyang's face turned pale. "I..."
Then, he took a deep breath and met Yan Xingzhi's gaze. "I can indeed prove that Yan Xingzhi is Ye Yu, the son of Ye Ying, the former master of Mingjian Manor."
After hearing his words, Yan Xingzhi's smile deepened.
"Therefore, from beginning to end, entering the Demonic Sect and becoming Yan Wuyai's adopted son and disciple was merely an attempt to avenge the loss of Mingjian Manor. As for the battle at Ghost Howl Cliff, I believe that necessary casualties are inevitable if we want to severely damage the Demonic Sect. I am deeply saddened by the death of the Gushe Sect leader, but even if it wasn't Ghost Howl Cliff this time, it would have been Tiger Howl Cliff or Dragon Howl Cliff next time. In those deadly battles, if it weren't the Gushe Sect leader who died, it would be the Kongshan Sect leader, the Food God Manor Master, or even me, Yan Xingzhi. Casualties are always unavoidable."
After Yan Xingzhi finished speaking, a large portion of the six major forces opposite him showed thoughtful expressions.
Tang Ning could tell at a glance that these people had been completely fooled by Yan Xingzhi, and had probably forgotten their original purpose for coming.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, today's seemingly forceful coup will likely fizzle out.
Just as Tang Ning was thinking this, she immediately heard a burst of laughter, like a lion's roar, suddenly ring in her ears.
"Hahahaha, hahahahaha..."
Before the laughter had even faded, a gray figure appeared before Yan Xingzhi like lightning. Before anyone could react, a palm struck Yan Xingzhi's chest, and the white-clad man who had been chatting and laughing was sent flying backward.
"Yan Xingzhi!"
Tang Ning quickly chased after her.
The newcomer burst into laughter again when he saw Yan Xingzhi fall to the ground without any resistance.
"Xingzhi, my good disciple, my good son, I never expected that you, who are usually so careless and ruthless, capable of being cruel to anyone, would actually be such a devoted lover at heart. For such a little girl, you actually practiced the Life-Splitting Chapter of the Hundred Refinements Formless Skill. Hahaha, how does it feel to lose all your martial arts, be consumed by flames, and have your flesh and bones melt away? Hahahaha..."
Meanwhile, Yan Xingzhi, who had fallen heavily to the ground, turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. He stared intently at Yan Wuyai not far away, without offering any reply.
"The leader of the Demonic Sect!"
However, the upright people standing at the door immediately drew their weapons upon seeing Yan Wuyai. They had barely called out to him indignantly before they collapsed to the ground, their faces changing drastically.
Hearing the commotion behind him, Yan Wuyai turned around and immediately curled the corners of his mouth into a smile. "How does my 'Muscle-Softening and Bone-Loosening Powder' taste? There's only one bottle of it in the entire world. Long before you came up to Yangyue Manor, I had already ordered my men to sprinkle it all over the manor gate. You kicked the door so hard, so naturally you all got it all over your faces. Hey, you absolutely mustn't use your internal energy. The more you move, the softer your muscles and bones will become. I'm afraid you won't even have the strength to sit down in a little while! Hahaha!"
"You're so despicable!"
Huo Qingqing, who was in the crowd, immediately spat at him. Unexpectedly, the next second, Yan Wuyai raised his hand and slapped her across the face from a distance, knocking out half of her teeth and leaving Huo Qingqing completely stunned.
"Qingqing..."
The owner of the Food God Manor quickly shielded his terrified daughter behind him.
Huo Qingqing, who was as quiet as a chicken, huddled behind her father, not daring to utter a sound.
Seeing this, Yan Wuyai scoffed, "What is this? How dare you yell at me?"
After saying that, he turned to Yan Xingzhi behind him again and smiled, "Good disciple, if it weren't for you today, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to wipe out the forces of these six major sects. As a reward for you, I've decided to leave you with a whole corpse!"
As he spoke, he slowly walked towards Yan Xingzhi's side. "At the same time, I will teach you one last thing: 'A teacher for a day is a father for life!'"
Your father is still your father.
Tang Ning mentally translated his words into plain language. She glanced at Yan Wuyai, who was approaching, and then at the pale-faced Yan Wuyai beside her. A look of panic crossed her eyes, and she was about to help him up from the ground.
The next second, something unexpected happened.
Hundreds and thousands of fine needles, as thin as cow hair, shot straight at Yan Wuyai from all directions the moment he stepped onto a certain bluestone slab.
Almost simultaneously, Ye Xiao, dressed in black, appeared out of nowhere and thrust his sword into Yan Xingzhi's dantian. Immediately following behind, Yan Xingzhi, who had been lying on the ground barely clinging to life, suddenly drew his soft sword from his waist, tapped his toes, and without hesitation, plunged the sword into Yan Xingzhi's heart.
Then he raised his head, his eyes bloodshot and cold as he looked at Yan Wuyai, who was less than a foot away. Seeing the disbelief in Yan's eyes, he spoke softly.
“Master, let me teach you a saying: ‘The Yangtze River’s back waves push the front waves, and new people replace the old in this world.’ You are getting old…”
After saying that, he slowly drew his soft sword and gently pushed the forehead of the gray-clad man in front of him.
With a thud, the man collapsed to the ground, his body twitching slightly, gasping for breath, but he was barely breathing.
At that moment, Tang Ning didn't hesitate to communicate with 54088, "I remember there's an item in the mall called 'Last Stand,' which lasts for ten seconds, right?"
"……yes."
The little system, whose brain was still a bit overwhelmed by the series of reversals before its eyes, nodded vigorously when it heard Tang Ning's question.
"That's good enough. I need to exchange it for... Yan Wuyai immediately!"
Tang Ning's eyes were filled with terror, but she quickly issued the command in her mind.
Having been trained by Tang Ning since the last world, 54088, who always listened to the host no matter what, immediately and decisively exchanged for the item that brought him back to life, and then quickly injected it into Yan Wuyai's body.
Seeing that Yan Wuyai's head tilted to the side and he fell silent, Yan Xingzhi turned around and walked towards Tang Ning with a smile. After all, he wanted to share the joy of personally killing the enemy who had wiped out his family with Tang Ning as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, just as Yan Xingzhi was only a step away from Tang Ning, he suddenly saw Tang Ning's eyes widen in horror. Then, she rushed to his side at top speed, exhausting all her inner strength. With no strength left, Yan Xingzhi retreated sharply to the side.
"careful……"
He heard her belated reminder.
Turning his head, he saw Tang Ning, who was standing in his original spot, being struck in the chest by Yan Wuyai, who was clearly dead. Tang Ning fell to the ground slowly like a butterfly with broken wings.
After striking with his palm, Yan Wuyai missed his target and, in shock and anger, fell to the ground again, quickly ceasing to breathe.
"Tangtang!"
“Ningning…”
Ye Xiao and Fang Yunyang shouted at the same time.
Ye Xiao, whose body was still not completely free of the thorn poison, immediately vomited a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground. He couldn't move anymore; that last sword strike had used all his strength, and now... now...
Yan Xingzhi, who had been pushed to the ground by Tang Ning, immediately scrambled to her side and embraced her upper body. He watched as bright red blood gushed from her mouth, nose, and ears, and he hurriedly caught it with trembling hands, his voice strangely calm, "It'll be alright, Ningning, it'll be alright. I still have half a life left, and I'll give you that half, right now. You'll be alright..."
As he spoke, he disregarded his own depletion of internal energy and forcefully channeled the internal energy in his meridians into Tang Ning's body.
Despite the sudden, intense pain, he continued to channel his inner energy into Tang Ning without hesitation.
His eyes were bloodshot, his face was completely pale, his hands were trembling more and more violently, and his teeth were chattering in his mouth.
Just then, Tang Ning slowly raised her hand and pressed it against his palm, tears streaming down her face along with the blood. "No... no need... I know I can't live anymore... I... I don't want to live anymore... It's too bitter, too painful... Living is so hard, I... I can't take it anymore, Yan Xingzhi..."
"No, I don't want to, I can't accept this, live on, Ningning, be good, listen to me, hold on, live on... I beg you, I'm begging you, I beg you, live, please live, Ningning..."
Yan Xingzhi's tears fell without warning, and his whole body trembled violently.
Seeing Yan Xingzhi like this, Tang Ning shed even more tears, as if she wanted to shed all the tears she had left in her life at this moment.
She gripped Yan Xingzhi's hand tightly, looking intently at his face, and said with all her might, "Why... why did I have to go through that after meeting you... If I had known, I would rather I had never met you... I would rather I had died in that alley when I was five years old... Yan Xingzhi, I owe you a life... I repay you today, and from now on... we are even..."
"If there's a next life, I never want to... meet you again..."
At this point, Tang Ning grabbed Yan Xingzhi's hand and pulled hard. The corners of her mouth had just turned up, but before she could even show a relieved smile, her eyes closed wearily.
Looking at Tang Ning like this, and listening to Ye Xiao and Fang Yunyang's cries of pain, Yan Xingzhi, with a dazed expression, hugged her tightly in his arms. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly chuckled softly.
"It's okay, it's okay. Since you're so sleepy, just get some sleep. Everything will be alright when you wake up, and you won't feel so bad anymore. Be good, Ningning, go to sleep whenever you want. I'll remember to wake you up. What? You want me to lull you to sleep... Okay, okay, I'll lull you..."
After muttering this to himself, Yan Xingzhi, who was holding Tang Ning, rested his chin on her forehead and began to hum an unknown tune.
That tune was clearly the one Tang Ning used to hum when the two of them were together.
I remember once Yan Xingzhi asked her what tune it was because she hummed it so often.
"It's about a loving couple who stay together for life and never separate!"
Tang Ning smiled sweetly at that time.
Yan Xingzhi's current favorability rating: 100.
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"That's it for today, let's get out of here."
In the void, Tang Ning's calm voice soon rang out.
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