Chapter 144 Bury my body in the peach grove
The moment Mu Jianjian heard the boy's voice, she immediately tried to back away, but it was too late.
Even though Linghu Zhuxu's cultivation level had already been pulled down to the same level as hers by the Yellow Springs Realm, her aura was still surging and inexhaustible!
“If your water can absorb the capacity of a stream, then I am a vast ocean.” Linghu Zhuxu stood beside Mu Jianjian, giving her no chance to catch her breath. Watching her struggle to look at him with her chin raised, he laughed, “I will kill you in front of him, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.”
The secret technique is good, but unfortunately it's still too weak.
Linghu Zhuxu's smile gradually widened. To possess such powerful spiritual energy at the Foundation Establishment stage was either due to the support of a magical artifact or because she had undergone special training.
"You say you don't deserve to die at his hands, then at whose hands? Yours?"
The woman's eyes held a blatant mockery.
"Cough cough—" Mu Jianjian was already struggling to force her consciousness into the woman's body by using the Soul Swap technique. She opened her eyes wide with difficulty and raised her hand to grab the hand that was choking her neck with a "slap".
"Since I can't collect it all..." She grinned, blood slid down her nose and into her mouth with sweat, tasting salty and metallic, "Then I'll give it all back to you."
What?
Linghu Zhuxu frowned. Just as she hesitated, the Yellow Spring Water that had just been removed from her body once again covered her. This time, the murky liquid with its putrid aura did not absorb her true energy; instead…
Are you feeding her?
The waters of the underworld, mixed with the wails of evil spirits, surged into her body with boundless true energy.
At this rate, her body won't be able to handle that much true energy, and then there will only be one fate awaiting Linghu Zhuxu—
He died from his body exploding.
Linghu Zhuxu's gaze darkened. She raised her hand, intending to form the array again, but a familiar voice echoed from the surging Yellow Springs water beside her ears—
"Xu'er".
His voice was gentle and helpless, like he was pampering a playful wife.
Just as Linghu Zhuxu was stunned, the man's deep, magnetic voice turned into a furious growl, "Linghu Zhuxu, you will die a horrible death!"
After breaking free from the woman's restraints, Mu Jianjian breathed heavily and whispered to Linghu Zhuoyu, who was approaching her, "Yuyu, you are already badly injured. Don't use your inner energy anymore. Trust me."
Linghu Zhuoyu paused, his hands trembling, as if he had finally gotten a chance, and raised his gaze again, fixing it on the girl.
Peach blossoms, moonlight, and her.
"Why is there Yulang's voice in your water...?" Linghu Zhuxu asked, looking puzzled. She felt the increasingly intense fluctuations of true energy within her body, but it seemed to have no effect on her, and she focused all her attention on the question.
"Because this is Yellow Spring Water, which comes from the realm after death, and it will release the remnant souls that are related to the deceased," Mu Jianjian answered truthfully.
Just moments before, the two were locked in a fierce confrontation, each determined to destroy the other. Now, they were completely calm as they began exchanging questions and answers.
“No wonder I heard so many voices before…” Linghu Zhuxu’s voice trailed off as she turned her head. “So… is Yulang really dead?”
Mu Jianjian remained silent.
She believed that the other party already had the answer in their heart, and this was just the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Linghu Zhuxu's smile grew fainter and fainter. She knew that from the moment she was distracted by Yulang's voice, she had already lost everything.
It's good that I'm dead. Now that I'm dead, I can go to the underworld to find Yulang.
Linghu Zhuxu landed under the peach tree, cupping the scattered peach blossoms in her hands. If it weren't for the Yellow Spring Water surrounding her, Mu Jianjian would almost have thought she was an innocent girl who had unintentionally come to admire the flowers.
"Why do you call me Miss Zhuxu?" The woman re-inserted the old gold hairpin in her hair, tidied her hair and clothes, and looked up at Mu Jianjian with a smile.
Everyone else calls her Linghu.
"It's Zhuxu, not Linghu."
Mu Jianjian noticed that when others mentioned Linghu Zhuxu, they always called her "Miss" instead of "Former Master Chi," which was a sign that she wanted to stay in the past.
No one should be confined by their surname. Before being labeled a "madwoman," she is first and foremost herself.
“Oh,” Linghu Zhuxu said, her face beautiful and graceful. She stood motionless under the peach tree, soon covered in petals. Even in her dying moments, she looked like a stunning woman about to embark on a long journey. “Bury my body in the peach grove, please.”
The last "please" was uttered stiffly, and as the woman's voice faded, the Yellow Springs water enveloped her, and her life force vanished along with the fragrance of peach blossoms.
Mu Jianjian was stunned for a moment. She heard Linghu Zhuxu's last words. In his final moments before leaving, he was actually thinking about her earlier words about "respect"...
The scent of blood mixed with the fragrance of flowers wafted into Mu Jianjian's nostrils. When she came to her senses, she wanted to check on Linghu Zhuoyu, but when she turned around, she found the boy standing right behind her.
"Sister..." The handsome young man looked even more exquisite under the moonlight. He tilted his head and did not look at her, only calling out softly.
"Yu Yu, are you alright? Are you hurt? Did you take the pills and use your inner energy to regulate your breathing? Do you need me to help you..." Mu Jianjian blurted out all her thoughts. When she saw the boy looking up at her blankly, she stopped and bit her lip, "I'm sorry."
After all, Linghu Zhuxu was his mother.
“But sister, you don’t need to apologize…you never need to apologize to me,” Linghu Zhuoyu finally came to her senses and spoke anxiously, coughing up blood a few more times due to her emotional state, “It’s my fault…it’s my fault for dragging you down, for almost causing you…”
He couldn't bring himself to say anything more, fearing that it would bring bad luck.
“We’re friends,” Mu Jianjian said, gently stroking the boy’s grayish-white hair. “You really scared me to death! You have no idea what you looked like when I rushed over. Your hair was all flying around, and your eyes looked like they were shooting fire! Plus, the demonic aura surrounding you was overwhelming…”
Mu Jianjian began to describe the scene using her limited vocabulary, as if she were describing a picture, which even made Linghu Zhuoyu laugh.
"Sister, would you like to hear a story?" he asked, his hand gripping the hem of his clothes, holding his breath as he awaited the girl's reply.
“I’ll listen to you,” Mu Jianjian hesitated, “but you’re so badly injured right now, you should rest first.”
Linghu Zhuoyu shook his head, and the two sat down in the moonlight. A young voice began to tell a story that started with peach blossoms.
The story begins like a beautiful fairy tale: a peach blossom forest, a hero rescuing a damsel in distress, and love at first sight.
An Liuyu truly loved Linghu Zhuxu. Just as he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, he disregarded his own safety and faced the woman in danger at the Peach Blossom Banquet, simply because of a fleeting glimpse of her.
However, after spending time together, An Liuyu couldn't stand Linghu Zhuxu's stubbornness and ruthlessness. After much hesitation, he chose to leave and marry someone else, unaware that the other woman was already pregnant with his child.
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