☆, Chapter 50: Gate 2 of the New World
Liu Qingge asked, "What did you do?"
He would never forget that scene. After the sword of the phoenix cleaved through the entrance, the room was empty, with only shadowy figures overlapping between the curtains on the altar.
Liu Qingge knew that Luo Binghe was definitely inside, but he never expected that he wasn't the only one inside!
Luo Binghe raised an eyebrow, pulled the limp body in his left arm closer to his chest, and said, "What do you think I did?"
Shen Qingqiu was about to kneel down to him.
Two people, or rather, a living person and a dead person, tumbled off a bed-like surface, barely clothed, and huddled together—it certainly didn't look like they'd done anything good!
Liu Qingge remained silent as Cheng Luan thrust out. The Heart Demon Sword was not yet fully drawn, and Luo Binghe blocked Cheng Luan's attack with only the scabbard. The sword's aura was overwhelming; he slightly shifted his body to block the fierce sword energy, shielding his body behind him, his face contorted with rage.
Liu Qingge also realized that if she were to use her sword in such a confined space, her sharp sword energy could easily damage the corpse. She immediately summoned her sword back into its sheath and began to clash with Luo Binghe's spiritual energy.
As they rolled and fought, the clothes on that body fell loosely down to the waist, and Luo Binghe's palms were pressed directly against that fair skin.
Liu Qingge's eyes were bloodshot as she said, "You beast, he's still your master!"
Luo Binghe calmly replied, "If it were anyone else, do you think I would do this?"
The disciples of the Illusion Flower Palace, who had formed several circles around them, were all dumbfounded, unable to understand the situation. Luo Binghe ignored them and focused on dealing with Liu Qingge. The spiritual energy around the two of them churned and radiated like boiling water, and their expressions were more terrifying than the last. No one dared to step into the Illusion Flower Pavilion anymore, for fear of being caught in the crossfire.
Shen Qingqiu wasn't afraid of being implicated. He simply couldn't bear to look at it.
...That's too much. That's fucking too much!
He had such a cratered imagination, like the surface of the moon, that he never imagined he would one day become one of the protagonists in this kind of extreme play!
The one Luo Binghe is holding... is definitely dead, right?!
There's absolutely no mistake, because it was Shen Qingqiu himself who self-destructed! That was his corpse, okay?!
This isn't just a matter of Sith desolation; it's unacceptable even without careful consideration!
Although he couldn't bear to look at it, he hadn't forgotten that the reason he came back was to help Liu Qingge.
Helping Liu Qingge is helping himself (his corpse)!
Shen Qingqiu flashed behind Liu Qingge. The latter was alarmed, thinking it was an attacker, and sneered, preparing to use his spiritual power to shake him off. However, a hand touched his back, and a slow but firm and powerful stream of spiritual energy flowed into his spiritual meridians.
This feeling is strangely familiar.
With Liu Qingge's help, Luo Binghe was slightly suppressed. He dared not be careless, turning his head slightly, only able to make out a blurry face behind him, as if something was covering it. Liu Qingge whispered, "Who is it?"
Shen Qingqiu didn't answer, but increased the pressure in his hands. Two incredibly powerful spiritual energies merged into one. Although Luo Binghe managed to withstand it, this aggressive spiritual energy would travel through his body and onto the body he was holding. He could neutralize it, but the dead could not. If he didn't let go, the body would most likely be shattered by the spiritual energy. Luo Binghe didn't want to damage the corpse, so he had no choice but to release it. The body was immediately repelled by the boiling spiritual energy field and flew away.
After Luo Binghe released his grip, his gaze remained fixed on the body, his expression a mixture of helplessness and resentment. Seeing this, Shen Qingqiu suddenly felt a pang of pity. Forcing him to let go in this way felt a bit like bullying him.
Several disciples, unaware of the gravity of the situation, attempted to move, but Luo Binghe shouted, "Don't touch it!" He waved his sleeve from afar, and screams erupted from the other side. Shen Qingqiu withdrew the spiritual power he had placed on Liu Qingge's back, then leaped forward with a light touch of his foot, catching the body in his arms.
Holding your own corpse... that feeling is... truly bizarre.
Shen Qingqiu glanced at it briefly and found that his former body was still very healthy and rosy, with soft limbs just like a living person, except that his eyes were closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
The person who died from a self-destruction had all their spiritual energy dissipated, leaving no cultivation within their body to prevent decay. Furthermore, given that they had been dead for over five years, preservation with ice alone wouldn't have achieved this level of preservation. The body also lacked any herbal odor, suggesting it hadn't undergone chemical treatment. It's unknown what method Luo Binghe used to preserve it so perfectly.
Shen Qingqiu dodged a devastating blow that felt like splitting mountains and shattering rocks. When he looked up, Luo Binghe was staring intently at him, his face contorted with rage. Only then did Shen Qingqiu realize that the clothes on the upper body of this person had all slipped off, leaving them naked in his arms, being touched and looked at—a truly...unhealthy sight.
He quickly pulled at the corpse's clothes and shoved them toward Liu Qingge, saying, "Catch!"
Luo Binghe tried to seize it, but was entangled by Shen Qingqiu. Shen Qingqiu was originally worried that Luo Binghe would activate the Heavenly Demon Blood Gu, but whether he was frantic or blinded by greed, he didn't even think to use this trump card. Liu Qingge caught the body with one hand and easily repelled the surging disciples of the Illusion Flower Palace with the other. The corpse had been tossed around by them, and its upper garment was completely torn. When Liu Qingge touched it, he felt a smooth, cool, and delicate skin against his palm. He felt as if a subtle electric current was crawling through his skin, and his whole body stiffened. It felt like nowhere was suitable to hold it, and he almost pushed the person back. Fortunately, he finally restrained himself. He took off his outer robe, and his white robe fluttered like wings. He wrapped the body in his arms and rode out of his sheath like a phoenix.
Luo Binghe's pupils turned crimson, and Shen Qingqiu felt a surge of spiritual energy emanating from the other side.
The entire Illusion Flower Pavilion was like a sealed box containing a bomb. When the bomb exploded, the four walls collapsed with a deafening roar.
Along with the flying sand and stones, two other things fell, striking the ground with a metallic clang.
Shen Qingqiu looked closely and saw that they were actually two swords.
Zhengyang, Xiuya.
These two broken swords, which should have been shattered into several pieces, were somehow repaired, tied together, and placed in the Illusion Flower Pavilion. They were only brought back to light when the pavilion collapsed.
Upon seeing the two swords again, Shen Qingqiu felt a mix of emotions and looked at Luo Binghe.
He was already disheveled, and after this wave of bombardment, his clearly visible collarbone and chest were exposed, with a grotesque sword wound crawling near his heart.
Luo Binghe possesses exceptional self-healing abilities. Even if his limbs are severed, they can seamlessly reattach themselves and even regrow completely. Unless he deliberately avoids healing, there are no wounds on his body that cannot be healed without leaving a trace.
Shen Qingqiu was so shocked by the sudden surge of spiritual power that his internal organs almost shifted. He shouted at Liu Qingge, "Go!"
It seems like ever since he arrived here, he's always the one covering the rear! I'm almost moved by his selflessness! Liu Qingge glanced at him, and sure enough, without any hesitation, he left, leaping onto his sword and speeding away like lightning.
Luo Binghe watched helplessly as Liu Qingge carried Shen Qingqiu's corpse away, his face blank for a moment.
He stood there blankly, forgetting even to retaliate, like a child whose most beloved thing in the world had been taken away, looking as if the sky was about to fall.
Seeing this, Shen Qingqiu felt an even stronger sense of reluctance than before.
But I couldn't bear it, and there was nothing I could do. If I let him continue holding the corpse, who knew what terrible things might happen next!
He was just about to slip away when Luo Binghe wasn't about to give him the chance. He vented all his anger on him, drawing his Heart Demon Sword halfway through its sheath, intending to tear the man to pieces, when suddenly a dark figure darted out from among the disciples of the Illusion Flower Palace.
The figure moved with incredible speed, dragging Shen Qingqiu away. Luo Binghe, who prided himself on his excellent eyesight, hadn't even noticed how the two had escaped. He stood there, a storm brewing in his eyes and chest.
The disciples of Huanhua Palace had been unable to get involved, but they knew that Luo Binghe would definitely fly into a rage tonight, so they hurriedly knelt down in large numbers.
Just then, Sha Hualing arrived, rushing forward only to be blasted away by Luo Binghe. Knowing his unpredictable temper, she didn't know what she had done to anger him again, and cried out in alarm, "Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down!"
Luo Binghe said, "The people you brought back are really good."
This "not bad" was even more terrifying than hearing Luo Binghe tell her to commit suicide on the spot. Sha Hualing was terrified and hurriedly said, "Your subordinate has something to report! As soon as the intruder entered, your subordinate noticed it and dealt with it. The intruder was not just Liu Qingge! The Hundred Battles Peak Master has also sneaked into the palace at night before, but he couldn't break the maze. This time, someone broke the maze first, which allowed Liu Qingge to successfully intrude."
Luo Binghe gazed in the direction where Liu Qingge had disappeared on her sword, slowly clenching his fist, his knuckles cracking.
Sha Hualing thought to herself that Luo Binghe probably didn't care who the other intruder was; all he cared about was Shen Qingqiu's stolen body. She quickly changed her words, saying, "Liu Qingge took that... took... couldn't have gone far! Your subordinate will take men to chase after them right away!"
Luo Binghe said, "No need."
Sha Hualing shuddered, a chill running through her as an ominous premonition washed over her.
Luo Binghe said coldly, "I'll go myself. Bring Mo Bei up here."
Shen Qingqiu finally realized just how gentle Luo Binghe had been when manipulating the blood gu within him.
If Luo Binghe truly wanted to kill someone with the Heavenly Demon Blood, it couldn't possibly be just the level of menstrual cramps. He could make you wish you were dead, in so much pain you couldn't even stand or speak, only able to roll around on the ground, lying there like a corpse, yet the pain wouldn't lessen at all, and you wouldn't even have time to get used to it.
After the initial fury of the chaotic battle, Luo Binghe finally remembered that there was such a thing as Heavenly Demon Blood.
The person who had dragged him out in the chaos had probably already taken him to a safe place. They slowed down and helped him walk. Shen Qingqiu wanted to sit but didn't want to walk, but he was too weak to speak. He was dragged along for a while, half-dead, until the person finally realized something was wrong.
He put Shen Qingqiu down on the ground. His voice was gentle and clear, and he spoke slowly, seemingly a young man. He asked with concern, "How are you? Were you hurt?"
Shen Qingqiu moved his lips, but still couldn't utter a single word. Right now, hundreds of millions of Gu worms were reveling in his blood vessels, biting, swelling, writhing, and twisting—a feeling that was both disgusting and painful.
Luo Binghe now truly wants to kill him.
Shen Qingqiu suddenly wondered what would happen if Luo Binghe knew who he was. Ultimately, he was unlucky, but Luo Binghe seemed pretty unlucky too. It was hard to say who was more unlucky.
He quickly went over all the events of the past years from beginning to end, finding it genuinely quite comical. Utterly absurd. He managed a couple of dry laughs, followed by another sharp pain, and he actually rolled on the ground twice. It seemed that this would provide some relief.
Before he could roll two times, the man pinned him down. He touched Shen Qingqiu's forehead and cheeks, where his sparse beard had almost all fallen out and he was covered in cold sweat. He then touched Shen Qingqiu's chest and lower abdomen.
For some reason, the areas he touched felt slightly better. After catching his breath, Shen Qingqiu couldn't help but ask, "Brother, where...are you touching?"
In the past, he wouldn't have cared where others touched him; they could touch him wherever they wanted, it was up to them. But since Luo Binghe opened the doors to a series of new worlds not long ago, Shen Qingqiu's values, which had been formed over the past twenty years, have been severely impacted. From now on, he must look at everything in this world with a completely new perspective.
The first point is about same-sex friendships!
The man exclaimed "Ah!" and quickly let go, apologizing, "I'm sorry. I... I didn't mean to."
Shen Qingqiu said, "No, no, no! You can touch me! Please continue! Thank you!"
It wasn't a hallucination; the moment this person let go, Shen Qingqiu immediately felt pain. He seemed... truly capable of calming the Heavenly Demon Blood!
Shen Qingqiu turned his head. Under the moonlight, he could not see the other person's face clearly, but he could make out a bright and handsome profile. His eyes were very clear, and they reflected Shen Qingqiu's shadow and the moonlight like dew.
Shen Qingqiu looked into those eyes, and felt as if something was about to explode in his mind. His body was also numb with pain. He sighed, curled up slightly, clenched his fist, and slammed it hard on the ground.
Oh no, this way of dying is too awful!
Suddenly, Shen Qingqiu's collar was lifted, his jaw was painful, and his mouth was pried open, with a liquid being poured in.
His tongue went numb and his stomach churned with acid. He couldn't taste the liquid, but it probably wasn't anything pleasant. He choked and was about to spit it out when the man covered his mouth with a forceful gesture, but his tone was very gentle as he coaxed, "Swallow it."
Shen Qingqiu's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and in his haste, he swallowed the liquid. A few drops of unidentified liquid leaked from the corner of his mouth, and he coughed violently, while the man beside him patted his back to help him catch his breath.
Shockingly, once the liquid entered his mouth and stomach, the pain from the bloodworm bites that had tormented him all the way subsided rapidly.
He had never heard of an antidote for the Heavenly Demon Blood!
Shen Qingqiu felt better physically, but his heart was in his throat. He grabbed the man's shirt and demanded, "What did you give me to drink?"
He pried Shen Qingqiu's fingers apart one by one and removed them from her chest, smiling slightly, "Does it still hurt now?"
It doesn't hurt anymore. It really doesn't hurt anymore.
But it's precisely because it doesn't hurt anymore that it's so scary.
As her sense of taste gradually returned, Shen Qingqiu felt the metallic taste of blood in her mouth grow increasingly intense, to the point that she almost vomited.
The original text makes it very clear that all medicines have no effect on the blood of the Heavenly Demon.
Only the blood of the Heavenly Demon can counterbalance the blood of the Heavenly Demon.
Grass.
Not only did he drink it twice, but he also drank two different streams of the original owner's Heavenly Demon Blood.
Shen Qingqiu felt that he truly deserved the title of "unprecedented and unparalleled".
Author's Note: Thank you to Xiaotianmi Gn for the deep-sea torpedoes, A Liang Gn for the rocket launchers, and Rural Honest Gn for the rocket launchers, grenades, and landmines. Also, thank you to Hui Nantian and San Cun Ri Guang GN for the grenades. And thank you to Shadow, taotao, orli, zzzsl, Bale, San Cun Ri Guang, Reeeeena, Huiyan, Ye Lian, Huangcheng, Xi, Cangcang, Engeramy, ..., Xiaotianmi, Su Xiaoruo Q, Chestnut Fried Rice, Plain Water, Anbei Mingye, _(:3」∠)_, Xiao Milan, conejo, Xuebao Niang, 2578429, eyes105, Guo Xiaoyuan, Eggplant, I am a Wax, rasion214, Su Shi Fan Chen Ji Wushuang, Bao Mi Bai, Feng Chui Pi Pi Liang, Socks, Yi Yu Feng Xing, and Rou Baozi Gn for the landmines. It seems there are still some Gn users I missed, sorry QAQ
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