Chapter 46 The East Sea Qilin, take good care of her, don't let her worry. ...
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The teacup in Jinze's hand fell to the ground, and along with it shattered his face, which suddenly turned pale.
Hua Deng was so startled that he quickly put down his sword: "Are you alright? I was just joking, I wasn't really going to take your sword, you don't have to be like this..."
She couldn't explain why the young man in front of her looked so panicked.
Jinze took a while to come to his senses. He almost frantically put away the sword and threw it into his Qiankun Ring. Then, pale-faced, he stood up and asked, "How could you have pulled it out?"
He seemed to be asking a question, or perhaps he was muttering to himself.
Hua Deng was even more confused: "Didn't you tell me to draw it? What's wrong with this sword?"
"Of course there's a problem! This sword—"
Jinze stared at the brightly lit eyes and suddenly fell silent.
He seemed to understand why Shen Zhou had stayed.
No one can resist softening when they meet those eyes.
Hua Deng waited for a long time but got no response. He looked ashen-faced and said, as if struggling, "Just pretend I was never here."
After saying that, he turned and ran, fleeing in panic. Just as he was climbing out of the window, he turned back and whispered, "I'm sorry."
Completely baffled, Hua Deng silently picked up his cup and finished the rest of his tea.
Jinze jumped out of the window and ran wildly, knowing that Shen Zhou would be back soon. Unfortunately, he had only run two miles when a faint reprimand sounded behind him: "Stop."
His steps froze, and he stood still, afraid to move.
Shen Zhou is back so quickly. That bitch, the Left Protector, has betrayed him again, just as expected.
A barrier was erected around him, and he was taken into another space, isolated from the real scene. It was undoubtedly the work of Shen Zhou.
He lowered his head and held his breath, waiting. Shen Zhou walked up to him and calmly said, "Thirty lashes with a thunder whip, or breaking your legs and confining you for three months. Which do you choose?"
There was still a choice, proving that Shen Zhou wasn't too angry, so he immediately said, "Thirty thunder whips!"
Shen Zhou hummed in agreement, and seeing that he seemed to be holding back something to say, he said, "I'll give you ten numbers, now speak."
Jinze lowered his head even further: "...It's nothing."
Shen Zhou frowned. Had the thirty-odd thunder whips frightened him? Why did he look so distraught?
However, he was never one to soften his heart, and once he said that thirty would be enough, he skipped the topic.
"Take out Lie Tian," he said. "My cultivation is about to give way. Do as I instruct you."
Jinze pursed his lips tightly, and as instructed, took out the Lietian sword, its tip aimed at Chen Zhou's chest.
But damn it, he couldn't help but think of that woman's voice again.
"So he has friends too. How did you two meet? Have you known each other for a long time?"
"He gets injured frequently, even when he's with you? Could you try to persuade him to stop getting hurt?"
Stop thinking and get started!
As he continued to convince himself, he took the sword hilt with his other hand and pulled Lie Tian from his grasp.
"This is the second time you've backed down."
Shen Zhou glanced at him indifferently, then thrust his sword into his chest with a backhand motion, as if he had done it a thousand times before.
He felt the raging heavens soaking in blood, slowly absorbing his magical power.
His cultivation level plummeted from the peak of the Integration Realm to the early stage of the Integration Realm.
That way, things shouldn't get out of control.
He gripped the sword hilt, intending to draw Lie Tian, when suddenly a corner of the barrier was lifted slightly, as if someone had broken in.
Only one person in the entire world can break into his barrier.
He slowly turned around, following Jinze's shocked gaze.
"...streetlights?"
The girl stood at the entrance of the barrier, light shining on her, but her eyes were no longer bright, as if veiled by a layer of mist.
She was wearing a newly bought dress, a pale yellow long skirt. Shen Zhou always said that these clothes were all the same, but now he inexplicably thought that maybe he should have praised her for looking good back then.
He gazed at the streetlights, watching her lift her skirt and run towards him. She wanted to touch his wound but didn't know where to begin. With tears welling in her eyes, she could only ask, "What are you doing? Shen Zhou, don't you feel pain?"
Why does it hurt?
This sword had pierced his chest countless times; he was used to the feeling and never took it to heart.
Yet, at this very moment, as he gazed into the tearful eyes illuminated by the streetlights, he belatedly felt a pang of pain.
Therefore, he couldn't answer the question, nor could he casually say, "It's nothing."
He drew his sword, used magic to stop the bleeding, and said to Jinze, "You can get out of here now."
Jinze dared not look at Hua Deng's expression, and stiffly left with Lie Tian in his hand.
Hua Deng paid no attention to him. She had seen with her own eyes that Shen Zhou had stabbed himself with the sword, and she couldn't understand this action at all.
Especially considering that if there were no system monitoring Chen Zhou's location, would she have no idea about this at all?
Just thinking about it made her heart ache. When Yueya and Yueman arrived nearby in the carriage, she was unusually silent. She grabbed Chenzhou's wrist and pulled him into the carriage without a word.
She tore open Chen Zhou's clothes to examine his wounds. She tried to heal them with her spiritual power, but the wounds were only slightly repaired.
She sensed something was wrong and suddenly looked up: "Your cultivation level has always been at the Golden Core stage? Why don't you undo it?"
He recovered quickly after suffering a similar injury last time and went to Tianhan Mountain.
Shen Zhou said, "I will hurt you."
Hua Deng almost fell silent: "But you're hurting yourself now too!"
Shen Zhou said, "I didn't."
Hua Deng: "..."
She didn't want to discuss this issue, so after a pause, she asked in a low voice, "Why don't you break through to the Tribulation Transcending Stage?"
Instead of answering, Shen Zhou asked, "Where is your contract?"
"What?" The streetlights couldn't keep up with his leaping thoughts.
"Don't you want to renew your contract? Show me the contract." He said patiently.
Hua Deng took out the renewal contract with a puzzled look. Shen Zhou didn't even look at it, but signed and pressed his fingerprint directly, and then said, "Okay."
Hua Deng grabbed his hand and stared into his eyes: "You haven't answered my question yet!"
Shen Zhou placed the contract into her Qiankun Ring and replied, "A part of my memories is sealed away, and I can only see them after I overcome my tribulation. I cannot guarantee that I will still fulfill my promise to you after I regain those memories."
"...Just because of that?"
Of course, there are other reasons as well, but he can't say them.
The two looked at each other for a moment. Hua Deng touched his wound and finally couldn't help but say, "Then go and undergo your tribulation. Don't get hurt again, okay?"
The place she touched throbbed slightly, and Shen Zhou said softly, "Okay."
Hua Deng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to continue treating his wounds when suddenly there was a commotion outside the carriage, and the familiar scene unfolded once again.
Shen Zhou put on his outer robe, his eyes showing no emotion: "It's the Beidou Palace again."
The Beidou Palace is renowned for its sorcerers, many of whom are skilled in divination. His years of being hunted down are largely due to the Beidou Palace's efforts. For some reason, he hadn't completely eradicated this lineage, but he hadn't expected them to be so stubborn.
He stepped out of the carriage, and despite his injuries, he easily dispatched all the cultivators.
Just as he was about to turn around, the communication talisman simultaneously received messages from Jinze and the Left Protector: "Someone is causing trouble in the East Sea!"
He paused, then expressionlessly burned the communication talisman.
He had to go, but before leaving, he looked at the girl not far away.
Perhaps noticing his momentary pause, Hua Deng immediately stepped forward: "I'll go with you!"
He nodded and left with Hua Deng.
On the way, I asked her, "What animal do you like?"
Hua Deng paused for a moment, then subconsciously said, "A rabbit?"
Shen Zhou agreed, but Hua Deng suddenly felt a blur before her eyes and her vision became strange. She had to strain to look up to see Shen Zhou's face.
He had become a giant, and she…
"You really turned me into a rabbit?!" she screamed incredulously.
Moreover, it's the same rabbit as the one on the sword tassel, only smaller in size, making it easier for Shen Zhou to carry in his arms.
"It's so ugly!" she angrily kicked Chen Zhou.
Shen Zhou pressed her head down and laughed, "You still know what ugliness is."
As they spoke, the two flew to the East China Sea, the very place where Hua Deng and he had watched the sunset together.
Shen Zhou swept over the cliff and flew far away, seemingly afraid that it would be affected by the battle.
Then he turned to the side and said slowly, "Elder Xu, it's you again."
Opposite him, Elder Xu Ke of the Beidou Hall was leading a group of cultivators, who were surrounded on the sea by Jin Ze and the Left Protector.
A lantern peeked out from Shen Zhou's collar. Xu Ke's gaze fell on her, and he seemed to pause for a moment, but he didn't stop. Instead, he shouted angrily, "Shen Zhou, I will kill you today!"
Shen Zhou said, "You can give it a try."
Xu Ke raised his sword at him, his eyes bloodshot: "You killed so many people from the Beidou Palace, why did you spare me?! Just because I'm Xue Zifei's sworn brother?"
Shen Zhou patted Hua Deng's fluffy head intermittently, as if he hadn't heard him speak.
Xu Ke said in a trembling voice, "If you have any conscience at all, tell me where you hid Xue Zifei!"
Shen Zhou then looked up and said only one sentence: "He is dead."
"You just say he died so casually and that's it? At least tell me why he died!" Xu Ke asked indignantly.
"You talk too much nonsense," Shen Zhou said. "Take your men and leave, or die here."
Xu Ke stared at him coldly: "You're the one who should be running away! We've already figured out a way to kill you. You dared to come to the East Sea; today is your death day!"
Listening to his words, Hua Deng suddenly recalled a passage from a book.
Legend has it that 20,000 years ago, before the end of the Dharma era, a supreme treasure called the Heavenly Jade fell from the upper realm.
The Heavenly Jade, imbued with the power of the Heavenly Dao, could bring the dead back to life. Upon its appearance, it was met with fierce competition. In the end, three immortals from the upper realm descended to earth and sealed the Heavenly Jade within the East Sea using multiple arrays. No one knows its location, and no one can approach it.
The formation that seals the Heavenly Jade is called the Qilin Prison.
Xu Ke said, "The Beidou Palace has gathered the world's best array masters and received assistance from the Demon King Yunxing. The Qilin Prison is right under your feet. Do you think you can still escape?"
As if to confirm his words, the fog spread imperceptibly, and a huge black tide gathered at his feet, like a wild Qilin.
The Qilin roared fiercely, and the black tide wrapped around Shen Zhou's legs.
He didn't bother to look down, and patted the rabbit that was trying to jump out reassuringly.
He said to Xu Ke, "Didn't you ask why they dare not come forward? Why is it only your Beidou Palace that is dealing with me?"
Xu Ke said, "Why would we need them to deal with you alone? This Qilin Prison is enough!"
Shen Zhou said, "Then let's see which is faster, your Qilin Prison or my sword."
He raised his hand, his voice flat and emotionless: "Lie Tian!"
A sudden clap of thunder shook the heavens, and a greatsword as dark as night rang out in mid-air before falling into Shen Zhou's hands.
He gripped the sword, but lowered his head and said, "You can close your eyes."
Hua Deng covered her eyes with her two paws, but her body was too long and her paws too short, so she could still see most of the scene.
Actually, there's nothing scary about it. Shen Zhou's sword kills people too quickly; it can't even be called a sword, but rather a lightning bolt that can change shape in any way.
In a single instant, a bolt of black lightning severed everyone's heads, and blood rained down, staining the entire sea red.
In the blink of an eye, only Xu Ke remained in front of him.
Shen Zhou told him, "Go back to the Beidou Palace."
Xu Ke's eyes lost their color, and he turned away listlessly, flying away like a puppet.
The black mist had not yet dissipated, and the Qilin Prison had already taken shape.
Shen Zhou stood in the howling sea breeze. He didn't run away, but instead grabbed the rabbit by the scruff of her neck. Through his palm, he could feel her warm breath, her vibrant pulse, and her soft fur.
She was alive and well, completely different from him.
For some reason, he suddenly felt tired.
With a release, Lie Tian returned to Jin Ze's chest, and the rabbit in his arms floated into the air, transforming into the shape of a young girl.
Hua Deng reached out and tugged at his sleeve: "Are you all better? Can we go back now? Your injury hasn't healed yet."
"You go back first," he said.
With a gentle push, the lantern flew out and landed smoothly beside Jin Ze.
The black tide climbed up his clothes, and he allowed himself to be bound and pulled down rapidly, even though he could have severed it with a single thought.
The Qilin opened its massive maw, and he fell into it. He only had time to send a telepathic message to Jinze: "Take good care of her, don't let her worry."
As soon as he uttered the last word, his figure disappeared into the black tide.
Jinze understood instantly.
This means that he should explain the situation to Hua Deng and take her to Tianhan Mountain for strict protection.
Although he didn't understand why Shen Zhou did this, he wasn't worried about the person's safety at all.
Shen Zhou had been here before. Those cultivators were truly laughable; they treated this place as a prison to confine Shen Zhou, unaware that it had long been his territory. Four years ago, when he was severely injured, he came here to recuperate.
Jinze turned around, ready to explain to Huadeng that she only needed to wait at Tianhan Mountain for two days.
However, before he could speak, a breeze swept past him, and the yellow figure flew away like a hawk, leaping down without hesitation and plunging into the black tide.
The Qilin disappeared into the deep sea, and the surface of the water returned to calm.
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