Chapter 121 Just Wake Up

Wen Qing quickly asked, "How to take care of it? What will happen to He He?"

Guichuan couldn't tell. The sword spirit was an extremely powerful being in the world, and it was the first time he had seen such serious injuries. He Cen was an outsider, and no one could guarantee what would happen to him.

When everyone saw the troubled look on his face, they immediately knew what was going on.

Jun Chao took two steps forward holding the sword, "He He was injured like this because of you two. We have to think of a solution, right?"

"Tell us how to save him?"

Ling Yang was also anxious, with a sad look on his face, and his eyes were filled with uncontrollable heartache. "Don't worry, fellow Taoists. A broken sword is not necessarily a bad thing. It may mean a new life. A Cen does not belong to this world. He must start from the beginning..."

"Guichuan and I are also very sad. We didn't expect A-Cen to be injured so badly. Don't worry, we will do our best to make up for it before we leave."

It was indeed not easy for the two of them. Their lives were taken away and occupied. The sword spirit suffered so much and endured so much pain that it was able to use the gap between its dying moments to escape and look for its original master.

Suzuo didn't know how much she had seen in the other dimension. How heartbroken must she be to see her beloved sword spirit destroyed like this?

We all have miserable lives, and choosing He Cen actually gives him a chance to be reborn.

Both sides have their own agenda, and neither is actually malicious.

After all, He Cen also likes the identity of Sword Spirit, but man can conquer nature. The direction of the story is sometimes not predetermined. If someone makes a change, there will naturally be a different development.

The body of the Guichuan Sword was crushed by He Cen, and now has turned into tiny golden particles of light and returned to the world.

The former sword spirit gained true freedom, but as a carrier, He Cen's identity in this world was also gone.

The little sword spirit needs to be himself and of course he needs to have his own identity.

He is also an irreplaceable treasure, a one-of-a-kind existence. Guichuan is already a thing of the past, and now Hecen should have his own destiny.

Suzuo and Guichuan used up all their last bit of energy and filled it into Hecen's body to help him better merge with the black sword. However, how to repair his body afterwards and how to keep him healthy again was no longer something that these two could do.

After seeing Hecen's breathing calm down, the people in Junchao breathed a sigh of relief and knew that Lingyang and Guichuan had done their best.

The figures of these two people have now become almost transparent. The remaining strength in their bodies should have been given to He Cen without any reservation.

Ling Yang felt a little guilty about this. "Guichuan and I can only do this much. Ah Cen's future depends on you guys..."

"I'm so sorry..."

Bei Qi didn't want to hear her apologies. Their favorite baby was He Cen, and they had no interest in the original heroine. In addition, after the incident of He Cen being injured, they actually didn't have any good feelings towards the two of them.

They were strangers to begin with. Each of these big guys had been struggling in the cultivation world for so many years, so naturally they were not naive and kind people.

No one would be like Hecen, who would be kind to strangers from the beginning and treat others with his simple and cheerful attitude.

These four people simply had nothing to say to the young couple Suzuoka and Guichuan. Seeing that they were almost overwhelmed by their own affairs, they did not want to ask any more questions. Anyway, judging from their expressions, they probably didn't know the answer either, so it was better for them to rely on themselves.

"Alright, I don't want to hear that. We will figure out the rest ourselves. I hope you two will remember the favor I showed you today. If we meet again in the future, you must repay my kindness."

Suzuo and Guichuan bowed at the same time and thanked everyone.

They did not waste time here. The spiritual sword had just appeared, and they were afraid that the cultivators in the cultivation world had sensed it. Someone might have already turned back and was observing in secret.

The four masters certainly didn't want others to know about He Cen's condition, and they didn't plan to stay any longer. After leaving Ling Yang and Gui Chuan with cold expressions, they quickly left with the injured He Cen.

Ling Yang couldn't help but laugh at the hurried, anxious and distressed figures of the people, "These four people seem to really care about Ah Cen."

"This way I can rest assured that he has someone who cares about him and loves him in this world. He should be able to live a good life."

Guichuan nodded and gently took Lingyang's hand, "Let's go too."

Lingyang hummed softly, and took the system and the female strategy player with him, erased all traces, and disappeared silently.

The changes that occurred in the sect competition caused a lot of speculation in the cultivation world. Originally, people thought that the Hehuan Sect would encounter a disaster, but they did not expect that the four masters disappeared together after that. For more than ten years, there was no trace of them.

Everyone was guessing whether something unexpected had happened during the competition that year. Over the years, various versions of the story spread quickly. In fact, the four people just took He Cen to a secluded place with abundant spiritual energy to heal his injuries.

He Cen's situation was very complicated at the time. He and Xiao Hei were obviously trying to merge into one, and that sword should be his true self.

But the injury was too severe and the sword was broken. The four of them were very anxious and thought of various ways to save him.

He read the sword spirit memory left by He Cen over and over again, unwilling to let go of the slightest possibility. He neglected sleep and food day after day. There were many frictions during this period, and they often quarreled to the point of making a big scene. If they didn't still have the same goal, he would have been unable to suppress his anger.

He Cen became conscious one morning a year later, and woke up just a few days later. At the time, he was quite surprised and felt it was a little unreal. Later, when he asked around, he found out that he had been lying in bed for a whole year.

The person guarding him at the time was Jun Chao. When he saw him wake up, he was so startled that the jade pen in his hand fell down. He stood up in panic, his steps were a little unsteady, and the ink splattered, staining his sleeves that looked like fairy fluttering.

After not seeing each other for a year, Jun Chao's expression became colder and more serious than before. His eyes, which were once filled with frost, finally showed signs of melting after he saw He Cen blinking.

He Cen opened his mouth and called him in a hoarse voice, "Chao Chao..."

Jun Chao's eyes suddenly turned red, "Teacher is here."

He Cen thought he had just fallen asleep at that time and had no idea that his sword was broken. He had been lying in bed for more than a year and was wondering why Jun Chao suddenly looked like he was about to cry.

He looked at Jun Chao in confusion, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Jun Chao tried hard to suppress the bitterness in his heart, his face was as bright as spring breeze, and he tried his best to show the most decent appearance to He Cen, "It's okay, it's okay... Just wake up, just wake up."

He carefully helped He Cen to move up a little, then quickly came over with the fairy dew and fed him some water.

He Cen was not on guard at all, still looking extra trusting and silly, "Why are you alone? Where are you?"