Chapter 30 The Laws of Heaven and Earth Subside, Don't Be Sad. (First Update)...
Yu Heng fell to the ground.
She didn't die; this person deliberately kept her alive, watching her struggle on the ground like a dog.
She shouted defiantly, "What good will it do if you kill me? The Heavenly-grade magic weapon is on her, and your location will be exposed to everyone! If you try to save her, you'll become an enemy of everyone in the entire secret realm! If you don't save her, you can only watch her die!"
"Even if you win, even if you defeat everyone in the secret realm, you still can't defeat the Immortal Slaughtering Powder. She will still die!"
"Shen Zhou, you'll regret this—"
But after she screamed her heart out, the person opposite her just covered their ears under the streetlights and gave her a smile.
A completely unfamiliar, utterly contemptuous smile.
“You’re wrong about two things.” He wiped the blood from Hua Deng’s mouth, the unintentional pressure he exuded causing Yu Heng to lie firmly on the ground. “First, the intelligence from the Immortal Alliance is false. I know you all think my cultivation has declined and my realm has regressed to below the Nascent Soul stage.”
"Unfortunately, you guessed wrong."
He turned his gaze, a half-smile on his face: "I'm still in the Integration Stage, and I can still eliminate everyone in this secret realm just like I slaughtered the Myriad Swords Sect."
Yu Heng: "Impossible...!"
Ignoring her struggles completely, he continued unhurriedly, "Secondly, there is no antidote for the Immortal Slaughtering Powder. That's true for you. For me, there is no poison in the world that cannot be cured."
"—You're the one who should regret it."
As soon as he finished speaking the last word, the ground beneath Yu Heng began to tremble.
The vibrations grew stronger and stronger, and finally she understood.
It's not the ground.
The secret realm is trembling.
He's going to destroy this secret realm!
"No, impossible!" Yu Heng's eyes were bloodshot. "How could you possibly be in the Fusion Stage? You were clearly already... Ah!"
Her neck was grabbed from a distance and she was pinned to the ground.
The man looked down at her, his eyes devoid of any warmth: "You let her see something she shouldn't have seen, didn't you?"
Yu Heng gasped for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Yes, I showed her the past you, how you murdered your master and friends, and slaughtered three thousand disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect! When she wakes up, you'll know how much she hates you, how disgusted she is with you!"
“Alright.” Shen Zhou maintained his expression and said in a slow tone, “Then I’ll let you—'see' it too.”
Yu Heng was stunned. She had been looking into Shen Zhou's eyes, hoping to see him break down, but instead, she saw his eyes turn into a bottomless vortex, and she was sucked into it.
She "saw" it; she saw Chen Zhou's memories.
She saw time and space shift, the world change, mountains and rivers turn upside down, and the Great Dao collapse. She saw the supreme Heavenly Dao, she saw all living beings, and she saw everything she shouldn't have seen.
She clutched her head, unable to scream. The overwhelming amount of information pounded into her brain, causing her to completely lose her mind and become a madwoman.
Soon, her gaze became completely vacant, and she lay quietly on the ground, only a hoarse whimper escaping her throat.
Shen Zhou turned away with disgust, clutching the lantern, as a voice entered her mind: "You deserve to die."
"Yes." As if finding some hope, Yu Heng suddenly sat up and mechanically muttered to herself, "I...I should die."
She clenched her fist, channeling all her spiritual energy into her spiritual palace, accumulating it infinitely, and then...
She confessed.
The exploding flesh and blood splattered all over the ground, but Shen Zhou kept them all out.
He sat down calmly, supporting Hua Deng as she lay down on his lap. Then, he ran his hand across the blade, and blood flowed out. Holding Hua Deng's chin, he poured all his blood into her mouth.
With time running out, before an antidote could be developed, only his blood could suppress the true qi and the toxicity of the Immortal-Slaying Powder.
However, Hua Deng's body was still burning hot, and her high fever persisted. She couldn't hear him calling her name, and her eyes were tightly closed, showing extreme pain.
Not enough. Shen Zhou shook his hand to seal the wound, then took out a dagger and a glass bowl from Hua Deng's storage ring.
He held a bowl in one hand and a knife in the other, and without changing his expression, he plunged it into his own heart.
Blood dripped from the dagger, quickly filling half the bowl. He fed it to Hua Deng, holding her chin to make her swallow, then stabbed her again with his other hand.
After a full bowl and a half of his heart's blood, the burning red on Hua Deng's skin finally subsided somewhat.
But it still didn't work; she couldn't withstand the impact of the true energy.
So Shen Zhou opened his third eye and quickly recited a series of incantations. Countless starlight flowed, undulated, and burst around him, converging into a trickle that enveloped the lanterns.
Her cultivation level began to gradually rise from the Golden Core stage, through the early Golden Core stage, the middle Golden Core stage, and the late Golden Core stage.
Cultivators are bound by the laws of heaven and earth in their practice. As long as the laws of heaven and earth that apply to Hua Deng are changed, nothing can bind her.
Outside the secret realm, the sky roared and thunderclaps resounded, as nine heavenly tribulations were about to strike down, punishing this reckless and evil cultivator.
Shen Zhou heard it, and he continued.
Hua Deng finally broke through the last bottleneck and reached the peak of the Golden Core stage. Her true energy was completely integrated into her spiritual palace, and her body was no longer frighteningly hot.
The thunder was brewing and taking shape, and Chen Zhou remained calm.
Having defied fate so many times, one more time won't make a difference.
He said, "Lie Tian, go and quiet it down."
With a clang, the black sword vanished from its spot and soared into the sky.
Outside the secret realm, the Qingyang Sect leader, who had finally arrived, was practically kneeling in awe.
He said with exasperation, "Why are you looking for me? You're looking for Sword Master Qiu Ce! He set up all the formations in this secret realm, how would I know anything about them!"
The elder beside him stammered, "But Sword Master Qiu Ce is still in seclusion..."
"A bunch of useless trash! Get out of my way, let me handle this!" The sect leader impatiently rolled up his sleeves.
Suddenly, a loud bang was heard overhead, and dark purple lightning ripped through the long night, causing everyone to look up in shock.
Ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Tribulation of the Four Nines was eliminated, and since then, only cultivators attempting to break through to the Tribulation Transcending stage have encountered lightning tribulations in the Nine Provinces.
The elder was overjoyed and said, "Congratulations, Sect Leader, you are about to break through!"
The sect leader's face turned ashen: "I'm at the mid-stage of the Integration Realm, what the hell are you talking about! Run! Something big is definitely going to happen!"
Just as they were casting spells to teleport away, suddenly the sky turned completely dark, and all movement ceased. It was as if someone had raised a vast net, swallowing up all the flashing lightning.
The elders were dumbfounded.
The sect leader of Qingyang Sect was also stunned for a moment, then muttered as he circled around twice: "There's an evil spirit here, there must be an evil spirit here, we should find someone to exorcise it!"
...
Hua Deng's cultivation level remained at the peak of the Golden Core stage, and Shen Zhou did not continue to infuse him with magical power.
Unlike Jinze, who absorbed the old man's body and was able to directly advance to the Nascent Soul stage under his methods, Hua Deng's body couldn't withstand that.
However, the peak of the Golden Core stage was enough. He touched Hua Deng's cheek with the back of his hand, and the temperature had returned to normal.
Yu Heng's words still echoed in his mind: "When she wakes up, you'll know how much she hates you and how disgusted she is with you."
Seeing such a past, no one can help but feel disgusted.
When she wakes up, it will be time for him to leave.
He would erase her memories of the past two days, and also erase everything about him.
It doesn't matter if he leaves. He'll leave her a year's supply of Heavenly Origin Pills, and then have Jinze refine another pill for her to suppress the onset of the Joyful Union Saint Body.
That's enough.
Shen Zhou raised his eyes, and his magical power rapidly spread from his body. The immortal-level formation, with him at its core, was about to be fully formed. The secret realm trembled and shook, on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
Before you leave, destroy this secret place for her.
"Hmm..."
He heard a soft movement in his arms, and the bloodshot in his eyes cleared. He lowered his head again.
The girl lifted her head with some effort, and upon seeing him, she subconsciously curved her eyebrows and said in a tired but still gentle voice, "You're back."
The trembling in the secret realm stopped in an instant.
He looked into her eyes without saying a word.
Hua Deng pressed his hand against his chest, straightened up a bit, shook his heavy head, and coughed, "It's good that you're back, you scared me to death."
Shen Zhou: "...Hmm."
Although his answer was incredibly stiff, Hua Deng had clearly gotten used to it, and shook his head with a laugh, saying, "Where's Su Yiqing?"
Shen Zhou said, "She's fine."
Hua Deng coughed again and said, "What about me?"
Shen Zhou pressed down on her shoulder and said, "I will make an antidote for you, but before that, you will lose your sense of taste, smell, and then the other three senses."
Hua Deng responded sullenly, "Okay. You..."
"The city lights." For some reason, Shen Zhou didn't let her finish. His gaze drifted elsewhere, and he said calmly, "From now on, forget—"
"Chen Zhou." Before she could use the puppet technique, the girl spoke first, calling out his name.
His voice was not as sweet as usual; it sounded like it had been crumpled, with a slightly hoarse, nasal tone.
Her unfocused eyes gradually focused, and she raised her right hand, her fingertips lightly touching the corner of his eye, as cool as melting snow water.
She said, "Xue Wu, don't be sad."
Shen Zhou slowly lowered his head, looking at her expressionlessly.
For a fleeting moment, he wanted to kill her.
But he didn't; he just watched.
Watching her bright black eyes dim, yet she stubbornly raised them, tracing his features with her gaze, as if recalling something.
Later, the memory faded away, and those eyes blinked quietly, revealing only his image in their depths.
His shadow was completely enveloped, overwhelmed by her overflowing emotions.
Soft, bittersweet, tender. So blatant, so impossible to ignore.
According to normal human emotional understanding, is this called... feeling sorry for someone?
Shen Zhou released his hand from her shoulder. He remembered playing in the mountains when he was a child and would occasionally be stung by bees and mosquitoes.
Now he heard the bee's voice again, and it flew over and stung his heart.
An indescribable feeling spread along his meridians; something was taking root and sprouting that he couldn't understand or control.
All I could do was free up one hand and cover her eyes.
He had been looked at like that a long time ago.
As those people were dying, they said "I'm sorry" while looking at him with those eyes and shedding tears. So he hated those eyes, hated them so much that he didn't want to think about any of them.
He swore to himself that if anyone ever dared to look at him like that again, he would make sure that person suffered a terrible death.
"Shen Zhou, I feel so bad."
Hua Deng couldn't push his hand away; she had no strength, and her voice was weak.
With a sob in her voice, she said, "I feel so bad, am I going to die?"
"..."
Shen Zhou embraced her and lifted her from the ground. Her head rested against his chest, and she could hear the beating of his heart.
His chest trembled slightly as his voice descended from above her head, saying, "You will not die. No one can take your life."
After a while, he said, "I swear to you."
After saying this, he walked forward, but his arm was very steady, and she did not feel any jolt.
As they emerged from the cave, a cool breeze caressed their faces.
The sun has risen.
The hazy vision of the streetlights broke free from the darkness, and a ray of golden light suddenly broke in, only to be covered by Shen Zhou's palm.
"Go to sleep," he said.
Go to sleep. Don't look at me like that anymore.
Hua Deng went to sleep as instructed, as she was simply too exhausted to continue.
Only after she had fallen asleep did Chen Zhou begin to walk again. With each step, a telepathic message swiftly traveled to every corner of the secret realm—
"I am Shen Ye of the Yaoqing Sect."
"I have a Heavenly-grade magic weapon. If you want it, come and take it."
After saying this, he didn't linger any longer, and carrying the lantern, he rode away on his sword.
It seems something has been forgotten, but it doesn't matter; the most urgent task is to prepare an antidote for Hua Deng.
...
"The host's 'Cauldron Physique' has taken effect, and the treatment is in progress... Treatment progress 10%, Treatment progress 20%... Treatment progress 50%, Treatment is complete. Please continue to search for the antidote, otherwise your life will still be in danger."
Su Yiqing slowly woke up to the mechanical voice announcing something.
She realized she was still in the same cave, but there was no one around her, and all that remained in front of her was something that could be censored in a movie.
"System, what is this?" she asked, her eyes wide and her tongue tied in knots.
"It's your senior sister's remains, host."
You call this a corpse?
"What about the streetlights? Where did they go?!"
"She was taken away by her Daoist partner, host."
"Thank goodness... Wait, what about me? What am I going to do?"
"You're about to die, host."
Su Yi was stunned for a moment, then covered her face and let out a screeching sound like a groundhog.
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