Chapter 228 The Gathering of the Nine Saints
But then Jian Wuji turned and swung his arm, suddenly unleashing a palm strike. A loud "bang" rang out as the two palms met, their energies clashing. In an instant, a gust of wind swept through, dust and sand erupted, and waves surged and spread. Xiaoyao Lang and Jian Wuji were exchanging internal energy, their eyes locked.
The atmosphere instantly became tense again. Just as Yu Linglong, Yu, and Zhu were about to make a move, a yin-yang energy force pressed down from the front, shaking the scene. The wind and clouds remained still, but everyone's hearts sank.
"Standing atop the solitary peak, I gaze upon the vast expanse, my robes adorned with the subtle glint of stars. With a flick of my wrist, I turn Yin and Yang, my spirit swallowing beyond the Three Realms, my will soaring beyond the Nine Heavens. Accustomed to the mundane guests in the celestial court, I am only permitted to be unrestrained in this life. I seek guidance from the Heavenly Dao, my skill astonishing the sun and moon, my solitary shadow reflected on the cold river."
The clear and melodious chanting of hymns lingered in the air, and a petite figure slowly approached. She wore a light blue ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), and a yellow shawl fluttered in the wind. Her every step created a sense of movement and harmony.
Murong Hanchan's sharp eyebrows shot up instantly, her heart filled with astonishment: Yi Qingxue!! How could she possess such cultivation...?
Yi Qingxue arrived behind Xiaoyao Lang, her steps heavy, her body slightly trembling as she unleashed a powerful burst of energy. With a loud "whoosh," Xiaoyao Lang and Jian Wuji were instantly separated, with Jian Wuji even taking two steps back.
"Sister Qingxue!" Xiaoyao Lang exclaimed in astonishment, never expecting that Yi Qingxue would possess such cultivation.
But Yi Qingxue merely glanced at him dismissively, remaining silent. Jian Wuji immediately pointed and asked loudly, "Who goes there? State your name!"
Yi Qingxue gracefully turned to the side, waved her hand, and declared domineeringly, "Nine Heavens Profound Yellow Yin-Yang Immortal, Young Ji Qianxue."
Upon hearing this, everyone present, except for Xiaoyao Lang and Ling Qichen, was surprised. They all had complicated expressions and stared intently at Yi Qingxue.
Upon seeing Shao Ji Qianxue, Shen Qianying was so excited that she stopped her cold war with Murong Hanchan and immediately stepped forward respectfully, saying, "It is said that you have already ascended to the Immortal Realm, but I never expected to see your true form today. It is truly our good fortune!"
"Heh!" Shao Ji Qianxue chuckled, turning her head to glance at Shen Qianying. "Why do you need to hide your secrets! You have all gathered here for the barrier seal! Since we are all of the same mind, why fight each other and become enemies!" With that, her clear eyes swept over everyone.
Xiaoyao Lang was filled with doubt. Yi Qingxue in front of him was completely unfamiliar to him. Her cold and arrogant expression, coupled with her unparalleled cultivation, made him unable to understand such a big change. He stood there frozen for a moment.
Jian Wuji humbly replied, "Senior is absolutely right! I had no choice but to intervene, and it was all for the sake of the seal. A person who has reached the Saintly level is a rare find, and for this young hero to try to kill a potential ally is truly detrimental to the plan to break the seal!"
Listening closely, Jian Wuji's words seemed to be accusing Xiaoyao Lang. Shao Ji Qianxue looked at Xiaoyao Lang and smiled sweetly, "I see that this young hero has a kind look in his eyes and a chivalrous spirit. He is not the kind of person who would fight fiercely! I'm afraid there is something fishy about this!?" After speaking, her clear eyes turned to Zhu Ziyue.
Upon hearing Yi Qingxue's words, Xiaoyao Lang was deeply moved, thinking to himself: "Qingxue is actually on my side! Could she be the Yi Qingxue who has lost her memory...?"
Zhu Ziyue shifted her feet slightly, causing a disturbance of yin and yang energy on the ground. Suddenly, her delicate brows furrowed, and she thought to herself: As expected of a legendary figure in the world of cultivation, I can't sense even the slightest trace of yin and yang energy from her cultivation...
Seeing that Shao Ji Qianxue's gaze was sharp and seemed to question her, Zhu Ziyue remained calm. She raised her delicate eyebrows slightly and immediately said in a clear voice, "Senior's guess is correct! It was indeed I who took the initiative to make things difficult for him." As she spoke, she also glanced at Xiaoyao Lang with a fierce look.
Upon hearing Zhu Ziyue's words, Yu Kuangge immediately stepped forward and asked, "What grudge do you have? Can we put it aside for now? Or perhaps turn hostility into friendship?"
Zhu Ziyue turned around coldly and said hatefully, "To be honest, what I cultivate is the Yin-Yang technique. I have glimpsed the secrets of heaven. This person is my mortal tribulation. If I do not kill him, I will surely die because of him in the future!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao Lang was both amused and exasperated. He had absolutely no connection with her! If it weren't for that accidental encounter while bathing that day… Xiaoyao Lang's eyes suddenly lit up: Could it be that we are truly incompatible?! Otherwise, why is it that only she inflicted my injuries, and my dragon soul cannot heal itself? Alas, what a jinx!
Upon hearing Zhu Ziyue mention the tribulations of the mortal world, Yu Kuangge and Jian Wuji's expressions became complicated. After all, their dream of cultivating immortality was something they had painstakingly pursued, and if their path to immortality was blocked by fate, it would be difficult for them to control themselves. Shao Ji Qianxue, however, did not think so.
Yu Linglong frowned slightly, thinking to herself: This person's cultivation is not shallow, she would definitely not lie. Just how many people's tribulations are involved in Yu Lang's fate... As she thought about it, her gaze involuntarily fell on Murong Hanchan.
Murong Hanchan only cared about Xiaoyao Lang's safety, not their dream of ascending to immortality or any of that nonsense about barriers. She snorted coldly, "Since you've revealed the secrets of heaven, then I might as well tell you too: my life, Murong Hanchan's life, is tied to Xiaoyao Lang's! If you harm him, you harm me; today I will not spare you!" With those cold words, her true energy surged forth, and killing intent spread.
Xiaoyao Lang felt incredibly warm inside; after all, Murong Hanchan was destined for him. Just then, Shen Qianying immediately said, "Murong Hanchan! Don't forget what you promised me. If you act recklessly, don't blame me for being ruthless and taking your life." Shen Qianying's attitude was firm; her dream of ascending to immortality was evident in her eyes, and she absolutely could not let Murong Hanchan ruin her plans.
"Show us what you've got! We'll see!" Xiaoyao Lang stepped forward, resolutely protecting Murong Hanchan.
Seeing his deep emotion, Murong Hanchan smiled, a smile she seemed to have forgotten. Xiaoyao Lang's choice, in the end, left her with a glimmer of hope: she still had family in this world! She still had a spark of warmth!
Shen Qianying coldly said, "You may not know this, but I have left three sword energies in Murong Hanchan's heart. As long as I activate them, she will die instantly!"
Upon hearing this, Xiaoyao Lang was in a state of utter confusion. He turned around and grasped Murong Hanchan's arms, "Chan'er, what she said... is it true?" His face was full of fear and anxiety.
Murong Hanchan smiled faintly, "Whether what she said is true or not, as long as I can be with you, I ask for nothing more!"
Xiaoyao Lang suddenly pulled her into his arms, choking back tears, "Chan'er! I feel the same way. To be with you in this life, I ask for nothing more!" He then slowly pulled her away, his peach blossom eyes gazing at her with deep affection, glistening with tears, "But we must live, and live a more vibrant life than they do! Our lives must not be in the hands of others!"
Murong Hanchan raised a sharp eyebrow, raised her hand to stroke Xiaoyao Lang's handsome face, and said softly with a smile, "You decide!"
The sight of the two embracing each other tenderly made Yu Linglong feel uneasy. She could only lower her eyes and take a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the bitterness and displeasure in her heart.
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