Perhaps he has reached far beyond the Nascent Soul stage. What level has Rong Yu cultivated to now?
The Drunken Shadow lingered in the air for several hours before returning to its sheath.
The baby, who had been taken out of the egg, slept and woke up repeatedly, nestled obediently in the arms of the eight-year-old child. After the longsword was sheathed, Rong Yu took it and carried it on his back before running into a cave with the baby in his arms.
He cleared a clean spot in the cave and carefully placed the baby on it.
The baby's naked body was unusually red. Rong Yu stared at him, his eyes red from crying during the chase, his face still covered in dried blood, and his knees were cut. He took off his own tattered clothes and wrapped them around the baby, then touched his forehead. He probably felt it was hot, because the baby's little brows were tightly furrowed.
"Don't be afraid, I'll go get some water."
Seeing that he was about to leave, the baby could only babble incoherently. Inside the open robe, a tiny hand waved in the air, as if trying to grab something.
Knowing he wouldn't understand, Rong Yu still explained, "I'll go get some water to bring down your fever."
He eventually emerged from the cave.
Geng Qi thought to himself, "The fire covering the mountain can even burn spiritual energy, so where would there be any water?"
Looking at the jagged stone walls above him and the purple light flashing outside the cave, he knew that the baby would not be able to wait for the child to return.
Soon after, a butterfly flew into the cave and carried away the sleeping baby.
Rong Yu returned empty-handed, but he was still breathless from running. When he returned, he only found an empty cave.
His small body, carrying a long sword taller than himself, stood blankly at the cave entrance.
Geng Qi didn't know how long he had been standing there, so he stayed with him for just as long.
Amidst the raging inferno, the mother was gone, the murderer was gone, and the cultivator who had maliciously attacked an infant was also gone. For Rong Yu, that infant was a salvation, a source of support. After his mother's death, he used his meager strength to save a life from the dying cultivator.
But that support was fleeting.
He's confused, filled with hatred, and wants revenge. How should he do it?
He walked out of the cave in a daze, protected by the last barrier left by his mother. He crossed the sea of fire, descended Mount Kaopan, and finally met the sage with an otherworldly air.
After Rong Yu was taken away by the Sage Zhi Feng, Geng Qi woke up.
He lay in someone's arms and passed out, but Rong Yu subconsciously didn't want him to suffer too much.
But this little bit of gratitude is nothing compared to the suffering he had endured before!
Ouch!
His whole body felt like it had been run over by a car, and his bones were almost broken. The two of them hugged each other, and when they realized that the thing was still inside their bodies, Geng Qi's face turned red. He endured the pain and made him withdraw. He then took out clothes from his storage bracelet and changed them. He moved him to the edge of the stone cave and then lay down beside him.
He didn't have the strength to move to a more comfortable place.
Fortunately, this place was dangerous but also secluded enough. If others had seen the two of them in that state, they would have lost all face and dignity!
Geng Qi couldn't help but cover his face: "When will he wake up?"
The demonic energy has dissipated, and the spiritual energy has returned to peace. There shouldn't be any problems now, right?
When this person wakes up, he must...
Before I could figure out how to get it back, the system suddenly spoke:
"What?"
Geng Qi opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the person who was fast asleep with his eyes closed: "What do you mean?"
"A secret realm?"
Geng Qi was slightly taken aback. He remembered that Ji Rong had also said that the Desolate Swamp Secret Realm had existed for tens of thousands of years and had given birth to its own intelligence.
No wonder Rong Yu knew about his visit to Su Mo'er, no wonder he was suddenly controlled by his inner demons. The consciousness of the secret realm is the master of the entire secret realm. He knows everything that happens in the secret realm, what everyone is thinking, and everyone's weaknesses. It is very easy for him to sow discord!
The image of Rong Yu's pained expression when he questioned him flashed through his mind. Heartache overshadowed the physical discomfort and pain. Geng Qi stroked his face, which had returned to normal color, and asked, "How do you save people?"
"..." As long as he doesn't have to sacrifice himself.
He rubbed his aching back; when this man went berserk, he was really struggling to keep up.
Geng Qi propped himself up on his knees and looked around. The Drunken Shadow Sword was still on the edge of the cliff, absorbing blood energy from who knows where, and was using the heat of the magma to temper itself. How similar it was to the situation on Mount Kaopan.
He raised his hand and set up layer upon layer of barriers at the entrance of the cave. Only after confirming that there would be no mistakes did he press his forehead against Rong Yu's and probe in with his divine sense, letting himself be dragged into his illusion.
My consciousness gradually cleared from a state of confusion to a state of haziness. The first thing I saw was a blue curtain, and the faint scent of sandalwood filled the air, calming my mind and spirit.
He was lying on an antique canopy bed with a rosewood frame, its intricate patterns and exquisite elegance.
The room was fully furnished, with everything one would expect, but there was no trace of spiritual energy in it, and it didn't resemble a place for cultivation. The room contained many useless items compared to a real residence.
Geng Qi propped himself up and sat up, making a series of crisp sounds. His face immediately darkened, and he abruptly threw back the corner of the blanket. At the ankle of his right leg, he fastened an iron shackle. On the inside of the bed, a copper ring embedded in the wall pulled out a long chain and fixed it to the shackle on his ankle.
I tried to tug on it, and it was very secure.
Geng Qi's lips twitched slightly.
What is this? Imprisonment?
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