Seeing Qin Fenglie kneeling on the ground, the disciples of Mingluan Palace were all stunned.

After a moment, someone cried out in surprise, and the disciples of Mingluan Palace immediately realized that they had lost the game, and fled in all directions.

Hua Xiangwan raised her eyes and said, "Wait."

As the voice fell, a silent barrier instantly rose up in the surroundings. When the disciples bumped into the barrier, they found themselves with nowhere to go.

Now that the high-level monks had basically escaped, these disciples were so panicked that they didn't know what to do. All of them stood not far away with swords in hand, trying their best to support themselves and not be afraid. They gritted their teeth and looked at Hua Xiangwan and Xie Changji who were high up.

"Young Master Hua."

Only Qin Yunshang, holding the sword in one hand, stood up lazily, looked at Hua Xiangwan's condition, and said respectfully: "Congratulations, Young Master Hua, on entering the stage of transcending tribulation."

"Is this how you from Mingluan Palace congratulate me?"

Hua Xiangwan smiled and stared at Qin Yunshang: "When I was going through the tribulation, you used the power of the palace to harm my disciples?"

"Mingluan Palace is indeed guilty of this matter, but we are all pawns of others," Qin Yunshang looked back at the disciples behind her, "We have no choice whether to come or go. I hope Young Master Hua will have pity on us and give us a way out."

"I'll give you a way out," Hua Xiangwan stared at Qin Yunshang, "Why?"

Hearing this, Qin Yunshang turned around and looked at the disciples behind her.

These disciples all seemed very nervous. They looked at Qin Yunshang with a hint of pleading in their eyes.

Qin Yunshang understood their intentions. She turned around, looked up at Hua Xiangwan, raised her sword in front of her, and shouted: "Mingluan Palace, surrender!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The disciples of Mingluan Palace followed one by one, holding swords in both hands, kneeling on the ground, and lowering their heads slightly.

In the morning breeze, yellow sand and the smell of blood drifted by. Hua Xiangwan looked at the corpses of the disciples on the ground. She frowned for a moment and said softly, "Lingnan, take the people to take the disciples of Mingluan Palace to the dungeon and clean up the battlefield. Lingbei, take the wounded back to the palace and count the injuries. Xue Zidan," Hua Xiangwan looked back at the young man who was examining the disciples. Xue Zidan raised his head and heard the other party raise his chin towards the palace, "Follow me."

As she spoke, Hua Xiangwan turned to look at Xie Changji beside her. His face was a little pale. Hua Xiangwan hesitated for a moment, reached out to help him put the sword back into the scabbard, lowered her head and held him, and whispered, "Let's go back first."

"Um."

Xie Changji responded and let her pull him into the Hehuan Palace. When they walked into the square, they saw the soul-calling banners hunting in the wind.

Hua Xiangwan looked up at the soul-calling flags. In the past, she was always calm every time she looked at them, because she knew the way forward that these flags pointed to. However, this time, holding the person in her hand, she felt a little confused for the first time. In this confusion, she also felt a bit of vitality, which made her have some expectations for this unknown future.

She led Xie Changji to the backyard, and Xue Zidan followed. He raised his hand to put down the black robe from his head, and said directly: "What do you want me to do? There are so many things to do now..."

"Show him."

Hua Xiangwan pointed directly at Xie Changji who was standing next to her. Xue Zidan's eyes widened immediately: "You called me here just to examine him?!"

After saying this, without waiting for Hua Xiangwan to reply, he turned around and said, "I won't watch it."

"Xue Zidan." Hua Xiangwan said with a warning, "Do you want to watch it?"

Xue Zidan paused, hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, turned around, shook his head, his face full of pain: "Hua Xiangwan, Hua Xiangwan, you are torturing me."

As he said this, he returned to the room, sat opposite Xie Changji, and said impatiently, "Stretch out your hand." Xie Changji did not move. Xue Zidan turned back in surprise and asked, "Were you struck by lightning and became deaf?"

"You don't need to look at it."

When Xie Changji spoke, Xue Zidan immediately became happy. He quickly stood up, but just as he stood up, Hua Xiangwan pushed him down again. Hua Xiangwan put the sword on his neck, looked up at Xie Changji, and smiled slightly: "Xie Changji?"

Xie Changji didn't say anything. After a while, under Hua Xiangwan's silent "mediation", he reluctantly stretched out his hand.

Xue Zidan took his pulse and immediately gave his diagnosis: "Kidney deficiency."

"Quack, change someone."

"Look at you." Hua Xiangwan slapped Xue Zidan on the head, "Stop talking nonsense to me."

Xue Zidan was hit and finally behaved himself. He frowned as he checked Xie Changji's pulse for a while and used his spiritual energy to check his condition. After checking several times, he finally became serious and frowned, "You... the rest of your injuries are minor and you can just rest for a while, but your distraction was severely damaged and your realm dropped drastically. I'm afraid you'll have to practice again for a while."

When a cultivator reaches the Spirit Transformation Stage, he or she will develop a spirit that can leave the body, which is called a "split spirit". The split spirit is usually a soul body, but with special skills, it can also become a physical body.

Xue Zidan didn't need to remind him of this. Xie Changji understood it better than him and nodded, "I know."

"How come you were so distracted that you got seriously injured?"

Hua Xiangwan was listening nearby, somewhat puzzled: "Is Qin Fenglie so strong?"

"no."

Xie Changji shook his head, but didn't say why. He just denied it: "He can't hurt me."

"That……"

"He blocked the heavenly tribulation for you," Xue Zidan saw that Xie Changji didn't say anything, and while writing the prescription, he mocked, "Whoever dares to block the heaven's way will be punished twice as much. He was afraid that you would be struck to death, so he used his distraction to block it for you. This kindness really touched me."

As he spoke, Xue Zidan threw out a prescription and tossed it to Hua Xiangwan: "I can't cure distraction, so just cultivate yourself. Your body is fine, take good care of it. I'm leaving first, there are a lot of people outside."

"I'll go with you."

When Hua Xiangwan saw Xue Zidan was about to leave, she immediately stood up. She turned her head and glanced at Xie Changji: "Since you don't have anything serious to do, take a good rest first. I'll be back after I finish my business."

Having said that, Hua Xiangwan went out with Xue Zidan.

Xie Changji raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, wanting to say something, but finally turned his gaze to the teapot beside him, opened the teacup, and poured himself a cup of cold tea.

Hua Xiangwan escorted Xue Zidan to the corridor. Xue Zidan turned to look at her. Knowing that she would not follow him for no reason, he said directly, "Go ahead, what do you want to ask?"

"What happened when I was going through the tribulation just now?"

Hua Xiangwan frowned slightly: "After I finished my tribulation, I felt the devilish energy, and when I came out, I saw Xie Changji..." "He almost became a devil." Xue Zidan spoke calmly and gave a conclusion, "If you hadn't rushed out to stop him from taking that sword, he would have become a devil today."

As he spoke, Xue Zidan leaned against the long pillar of the corridor and chuckled: "I told you before that he is not a good person. It depends on whether you want to use this sword or not."

Hua Xiangwan didn't say anything. She listened to Xue Zidan's words. After a pause, she whispered, "Xue Zidan, if I want to survive, is there any way?"

Hearing this, Xue Zidan paused.

He looked up blankly, as if he didn't understand what Hua Xiangwan meant: "What do you mean?"

"I will do what I have to do, and I will do what I promised you," Hua Xiangwan turned his head and looked towards the courtyard with a calm gaze, "but I want to fight for it."

As she spoke, she looked at Xue Zidan with a pleading look in her eyes: "I want to live."

Xue Zidan looked at Hua Xiangwan. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after a long pause, he couldn't utter a word.

After a long while, he looked away in panic: "I... I don't know if I can do it."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Hua Xiangwan smiled and said, "The plan remains the same, but this time, please give me a chance to survive."

Xue Zidan felt a little uncomfortable after listening to Hua Xiangwan's words. He forced a smile and said, "At the beginning, I asked you if you were determined to do this, but you insisted on being stubborn with me... Now that we've come to this, what's the point of you begging me?"

"Zidan..."

"Okay, I know."

Xue Zidan interrupted her, took a deep breath, and said nonsense: "If there is a way, I will not let you die."

"Thank you."

Hua Xiangwan felt relieved and nodded: "Other people in the palace still need you. I'll go do my work first."

"good."

Xue Zidan was flustered and responded incoherently.

Hua Xiangwan turned around and walked back. Xue Zidan looked up at her back and couldn't help but say, "Ah Wan."

Hua Xiangwan turned around to look at him. Xue Zidan stared at Hua Xiangwan, hesitating for a long time, and only asked: "Is it because of Xie Changji?"

Hua Xiangwan thought for a moment and said, "I just suddenly felt that living is more courageous than dying. I didn't have it before, but now I want to give it a try."

Xue Zidan didn't say anything. Hua Xiangwan noticed that he hadn't said anything for a long time, so she looked up at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xue Zidan thought for a moment, lowered his eyes, and said, "I just feel a little unwilling. I couldn't win two hundred years ago, and I still can't win two hundred years later."

Hearing this, Hua Xiangwan was stunned. Xue Zidan waved his hand, looking a little annoyed: "Let's go."

Having said that, Xue Zidan turned and left. When Hua Xiangwan saw him leave, she turned and went to the main hall.

She first got a general understanding of the situation from Lingbei, and then went to see Qin Yunshang.

Qin Yunshang was placed alone in the guest house. She was bandaging her wounds. When she saw Hua Xiangwan coming over, she raised her eyebrows with a hint of envy in her eyes: "Is this how you survived the tribulation?"

"What else? I have endured for two hundred years."

Hua Xiangwan sat on the chair with a teacup in hand. She watched Qin Yunshang bandage her shoulder and pull up her clothes. She teased, "You pretended to fight with Hu Mian for a long time. Are you really injured?"

"It would be unacceptable if we didn't get hurt."

Qin Yunshang fastened her belt: "How is Xie Changji?"

"It's okay," Hua Xiangwan said nonchalantly, "What about Mingluan Palace? You take action or I take action?"

After all, Mingluan Palace is Qin Yunshang's sect, so she will eventually ask Qin Yunshang what she thinks.

Qin Yunshang thought for a moment and said, "I will go and persuade Zhao Nan and Chen Shun to surrender." Then she looked up at Hua Xiangwan, "Qin Yunyi, if you help me kill him, I will be the Palace Master and you will be the Demon Lord."

"good."

Hua Xiangwan also had the same plan. She stood up and stressed, "You can leave in a moment. Help me keep an eye on Qin Yunyi. I want those two blood orders to be returned to me intact."

"clear."

After discussing with Qin Yunshang, Hua Xiangwan did not stay for long. After having Qin Yunshang sent away, he went to check on the injured one by one. He finally came back at night.

Back in the house, Xie Changji was meditating at the table. He was dressed in plain clothes, and in front of him was an incense burner burning with calming cold incense.

Hua Xiangwan stood at the door, looking at the man carefully.

He looked a bit like a scholar, but his cold temperament made him sharper than a sword.

He was clearly a person who was almost possessed by the devil, but he was born with the appearance of an immortal. Even if he was possessed by the devil after killing someone, if you didn't know the cause and effect, at first glance, you would think that he was an immortal who was banished to the world to eliminate demons and defend the way of Taoism, and he could not be wrong at all.

She looked at him quietly, and he noticed her long, motionless gaze and slowly closed his eyes.

In fact, there are so many things I want to ask him and tell her.

However, the moment those clear eyes looked at her quietly, she could not say anything.

He didn't turn on the lights. The moonlight fell into the room. He was full of radiance and said calmly, "Congratulations."

Hua Xiangwan crossed her arms and leaned against the door: "For such a big thing as overcoming the tribulation, you just say congratulations, but don't give me any sweet treats?"

"What do you want?"

Xie Changji asked calmly, but Hua Xiangwan knew that no matter what she said, he would agree.

She didn't dare to speak nonsense for a moment, staring at the person in front of her for a moment, and only asked: "I saw you and Elder Kun and Master Su tell you that you were leaving the Heavenly Sword Sect in the Heavenly Tribulation."

The heavenly tribulation is a test from Heaven to the cultivators. Heaven knows everything, so the content is not an illusion, but may be true.

Xie Changji knew what she was asking, so he didn't try to hide it. He just said, "Yes."

"I also saw you say... no matter if it's the right path or the wrong path, you hope I can live a good life."

Xie Changji paused for a moment. He had not expected that this would appear in her heavenly tribulation illusion.

"What's your problem?"

He frowned slightly, puzzled.

Hua Xiangwan felt a little embarrassed. She turned her head and looked at the courtyard: "My heart knot... is that I don't want to live."

Hearing this, Xie Changji's pupils shrank, and a dark red appeared in his eyes. He clenched his fists, restrained himself, and stared at Hua Xiangwan: "And then?"

"Because I don't want to live, I have no worries and no fears. So I am afraid of you."

Hua Xiangwan said, chuckling: "I'm not afraid that you will kill me. If you kill me, or take me back to the realm of life and death to imprison me, or take away the ghost spirit, it will only ruin my plan. Although I have concerns, I am not afraid. The only thing I am afraid of is-"

Hua Xiangwan turned her head and looked at Xie Changji: "I'm worried about being worried."

"so what?"

Xie Changji looked at her and asked, "What do you want to do by telling me this?"

Hua Xiangwan said nothing. She looked at him, not knowing how to start talking for a moment.

Panic spread in Xie Changji's heart. He stared at her and supported himself to stand up: "You want me to leave? Let me let go? Then you won't owe me anything and you won't have to worry about anything?"

As he spoke, his tone became slightly excited. He had never lost control like this before. He was always reserved, restrained and calm.

But life and death seemed to touch his reverse scale. He stared at Hua Xiangwan: "Then what? What are you going to do? What are you going to do with your life?"

As he spoke, Xie Changji laughed, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "Resurrect Shen Yichen?"

Hua Xiangwan was stunned. Xie Changji looked at her expression and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He clenched his fists tightly, but still said, "I can do it."

"What?"

Hua Xiangwan didn't understand, so Xie Changji said in a hoarse voice: "You want to revive Shen Yichen, so I will help you revive him. If you want to exchange your life for another's, then let me do it. You don't have to feel like you owe me anything, just think of me as paying you back, isn't that okay?!"

"Xie Changji..." Hua Xiangwan listened to his words and frowned slightly at the young man in front of her who was a complete stranger. "You don't owe me anything. You don't need to pay it back."

Xie Changji didn't respond, and Hua Xiangwan explained: "You didn't kill Shen Yichen, and the incident in Hehuan Palace had nothing to do with you. In fact... you were very good to me."

"But," Xie Changji looked at the ground, a little dazed, "If I don't even owe you anything, then what is left between you and me?"

Hua Xiangwan stared at him blankly. Xie Changji raised his eyes with a look of bewilderment in his eyes: "Wanwan, we are two hundred years apart."

You walked forward two hundred years, but Xie Changji stayed for a long, long time, two hundred years ago.

Xie Changji is no longer in your life. You have new joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, ups and downs, a new lover and a new world.

Thank you for the long silence, but you will always stay in the realm of life and death, with only flowers blooming in the evening.

If you don't even owe any debt, what connection does Xie Changji have with you?

What other reason do I have to hold you, accompany you, and stay by your side?

"I don't ask for anything, and I don't want anything. If one life is worth another, then I will resurrect Shen Yichen and he will accompany you."

As Xie Changji spoke, he was in a state of confusion. He did not even know what he was saying. He just forced himself to do it. A huge fear filled his chest, which was more important than anything else and more painful than anything else.

"As long as you are alive, everything is fine."

"What about you?"

Hua Xiangwan looked at the man who was obviously a little sick and frowned slightly: "I am with Shen Yichen, aren't you suffering?"

Xie Changji froze in his tracks, grabbing his sleeves tightly. He didn't want to think about this scene at all, but just kept thinking about the past.

He lifted her veil, and she kissed him secretly under the starry sky. She told him over and over again, I like you, I always have.

These images calmed him down a little. He was like a drug addict who took poison to relieve the pain. The pleasure covered up the blood and his eyes were somewhat gentle.

"Stay with me every night."

He raised his head and looked at her with a smile: "As long as Wanwan likes Xie Changji, that's enough for me."

These words shocked Hua Xiangwan.

For the first time, she realized how much flesh and blood was hidden under Xie Changji's skin that looked like the snow on the mountain.

"What about me?" she asked, "I'll be with you every night, what about me?"

Xie Changji was speechless. Hua Xiangwan was puzzled: "Or is it that you love Wanwan from two hundred years ago, not me?"

How could it be just Wanwan from two hundred years ago?

If she was not the same person as she was two hundred years ago, if the person he loved was not the same person as she is today, what did her life and death have to do with him?

But how could he dare to admit it?

"Xie Changji," Hua Xiangwan walked up to him and looked up at him, "I'm alive, alive and standing in front of you, why don't you want to stay with me, but instead miss the me of two hundred years ago?"

Xie Changji listened to her words and lowered his eyes. His gaze fell on the red line on her neck and he knew what was hanging there.

He said harshly: "I don't dare to ask for it."

Hua Xiangwan couldn't help laughing when she heard what he said: "What if I let you dare?"

Xie Changji was stunned. Hua Xiangwan looked at him calmly: "Xie Changji, I really hate you."

Xie Changji looked at her blankly. Hua Xiangwan stared at his eyes that seemed to not understand what he said at all: "I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming. I told you not to accompany me, but you insisted on accompanying me. I told you not to come close, but you insisted on coming close. Now it's all right——"

Hua Xiangwan said with a smile in her eyes: "I don't want to die anymore."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hands to hook his neck and looked up at him: "In the inner demon calamity, I saw you pulling me back. You wanted me to live, so I didn't want to die."

"So what do you want?"

Xie Changji listened to her words and understood what she meant. He felt as if his heart was being slowly soothed by a pair of gentle hands.

Hua Xiangwan looked at his handsome face for a long time, then she put her hand on his face and said, "I want you to be well."

As she spoke, she brushed his eyebrows.

"I want you to be admired by everyone forever, I want you to sit high on the clouds forever, I want you to be happy, I want you to be liked by many people."

"I want to thank Chang Ji for my happiness, I want to thank Chang Ji for my well-being, I want to thank Chang Ji for my joy, I want to thank Chang Ji for a life without worries."

"Xie Changji," Hua Xiangwan smiled, "Can you help me do this?"

Xie Changji said nothing, he just stared at her.

After a long time, he lowered his head, inserted one hand into her hair, let her look up, and put one hand on her slender waist, supporting all her weight.

He lowered his head and kissed her gently. He kissed her patiently and calmly, as if he was responding to something.

He placed her on the table next to him as he kissed her gently.

It was drizzling outside the window. The leaves of the magnolia in the courtyard were peeled off in the wind and rain, and slowly bloomed. The rain fell densely on the bright body of the flower, leaving crystal dewdrops. The flower and the rain intertwined, swaying gracefully in the wind.

Hua Xiangwan lay on the table, looking at the swaying magnolia branches through the window, feeling the other person's cool fingers clasping the jade pearl around her neck.

"Wanwan," he seemed to have reached the limit of his patience, "take it off."

"Let me go, and let yourself go."

Hearing this, Hua Xiangwan smiled.

She reached out and held Xie Changji's hand, helping him pull hard.

She led him to take off the Jade Sea Pearl that he had worn for many years and gently placed it aside.

Xie Changji looked at her quietly. Hua Xiangwan supported herself to stand up, raised her hands to hold his neck, and said jokingly: "If you accompany me to pay off the debt I need to pay, I will go back to Yunlai with you."

Hearing this, Xie Changji's expression changed slightly. Noticing his restrained joy and the changes in his body, she laughed, moved closer and whispered in his ear.

"Brother Changji," Hua Xiangwan said softly, "Are you happy?"

Xie Changji didn't say anything. Only Hua Xiangwan let out a scream that broke the rainy night, followed by a panting laugh.

"Xie Changji, you are so funny!"

At the same time, inside the Demon Palace, the Jade Blood God suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked at the night rain outside the hall for a long time, and then whispered, "The flowers are blooming late, it's very nice."