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“What’s wrong?” “What happened to Ye Huan?”
Hearing the words of the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon and noticing its furrowed brow, Weiyang and Zhao Ziyu hurriedly asked the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon in unison. Even Bai Yulin and his wife turned their heads in surprise, vaguely sensing something was amiss.
In what seemed like an attempt to confirm the thoughts of Bai Yulin and Black Shadow Flower, the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon, upon noticing their gazes, smiled bitterly and nodded at them. It then shared its speculation with everyone, saying, “The reason Ye Huan has ended up like this is likely due to some form of dark magic attack. Based on the situation when Weiyang knocked Ye Huan out, it’s very possible that it was the Blood Refinement Sword Qi used by Luo Yufeng…”
“Blood Refinement Sword Qi? How is that possible? Isn’t Luo Yufeng already dead?”
Staring in shock at the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon, Weiyang, who had witnessed Luo Yufeng being killed by Ye Huan using a Javelin anti-tank missile, was the first to voice a question. Beside Ye Huan, Zhao Ziyu wore a similar expression of doubt on her pretty face, almost repeating Weiyang’s words, forcing the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon to explain further.
“Luo Yufeng is indeed dead, but just like the Flying Sword used by Cultivators, after Luo Yufeng’s death, the Blood Refinement Sword Qi doesn’t disappear immediately. Instead, it continues to exist in this world as a physical entity. It likely carries Luo Yufeng’s memories and grudges from when he died. If someone else obtains it, that would be fine. But if Ye Huan gets it, the Blood Refinement Sword Qi will immediately drill into Ye Huan’s body. The consequences could be severe unless Ye Huan has the ability to refine it; otherwise, whether it’s a blessing or a curse will be left to fate…”
“Ah?”
Understanding the general situation, Weiyang’s mouth formed an ‘O’ shape. Her fear of the Cultivator profession from the Eastern State deepened. In contrast, upon hearing that Ye Huan might die because of this, tears welled up in Zhao Ziyu’s beautiful eyes. After remaining silent for what felt like an eternity, she slowly stood up and walked back in the direction she came from…
Weiyang hurriedly blocked Zhao Ziyu, who was now the nominal queen of Huaxia Nation and future sister-in-law. He couldn’t understand her decision to leave Ye Huan behind but felt he couldn’t make any physical contact due to Zhao Ziyu’s relationship with Ye Huan. He could only ask, “Your Majesty, what are you doing?”
“I? I’m leaving. Staying here won’t help at all; I might as well return to Tianyue City to cultivate and improve my strength so I can better assist Ye Huan…”
Wiping away a few crystalline tears that had rolled down her cheeks, Zhao Ziyu resolutely raised her head and spoke to Weiyang with unwavering determination, clearly expressing her desire to leave. This left Weiyang in a dilemma—whether to stop her or not—standing there like a wooden post.
By the time Zhao Ziyu had walked far away, Weiyang still hadn’t figured out whether he should have stopped her or not. He could only let out a heavy sigh while pondering whether Ye Huan would tear him apart if he woke up and found Zhao Ziyu missing since she was brought by him. No matter how one looked at it, Weiyang couldn’t escape being implicated.
‘Heaven help me; I hope Zhao Ziyu can return safely to Tianyue City without causing any trouble along the way.’
A silent prayer rose from the depths of her heart. At that moment, the stench of blood emanating from Ye Huan only intensified, growing thicker in the air. As Ye Huan's subordinate and friend, Weiyang could not possibly leave at such a critical time. Finally, shaking Zhao Ziyu from her mind, she sat down not far from Ye Huan, quietly waiting with the Nine-Clawed Golden Dragon for Ye Huan to awaken.
Time passed slowly, each second ticking away. The bright moonlight illuminated every corner of the Nine Provinces Continent. In a forest twenty miles from Tidewatch Town, Zhao Ziyu was utterly exhausted after traveling for two or three hours. She had no strength left to continue and was resting under a sturdy tree. Occasionally, she would lift her head through the dense branches to gaze at the moon, murmuring, "I wonder how Ye Huan is doing. Surely nothing bad has happened?"
"What a lovesick girl. I never expected to find someone capable of inheriting my legacy upon arriving in the Nine Provinces. It seems heaven is favoring my Water Moon Palace..."
A hoarse female voice suddenly broke through the silence above Zhao Ziyu's head, startling countless Feathered Birds that had been hunting at night in the forest. Zhao Ziyu shivered in fear and hurriedly drew out a Desert Eagle that Ye Huan had once gifted her, gripping it tightly and aiming it upwards as she scanned her surroundings. Soon enough, she spotted a white-haired woman perched on some intersecting branches.
"Who are you?"
Seeing someone with snow-white hair made Zhao Ziyu's first instinct scream 'ghost.' However, when the woman seemed to hear Zhao Ziyu's voice and leaped down from the tree to stand before her, Zhao Ziyu realized just how wrong she had been. Judging solely by appearance, aside from the unusual white hair, the woman had large black eyes, luscious red lips, and skin as pure as sheep fat jade—she was undoubtedly stunning and perhaps even more beautiful than Zhao Ziyu herself. If this beauty were indeed a ghost, then what did that make Zhao Ziyu? Moreover, upon closer inspection, it was easy to notice that the woman carried a snow-white longsword on her back and wore a robe that resembled those worn by disciples of the Nine Yin Cave during the day.
"I am a Cultivator from Eastern State; you can call me Xue Wushuang."
Without any hesitation, Xue Wushuang confirmed Zhao Ziyu's suspicions—she was indeed a Cultivator who had arrived in the Nine Provinces on the very first day after the barrier between Eastern State and the Nine Provinces was broken. Xue Wushuang was the master of Water Moon Palace in Eastern State.
"Xue Wushuang?"
Zhao Ziyu's gaze swept over Xue Wushuang's flawless skin; she wanted to ask how she maintained such beauty. However, this was clearly not the time for such discussions. After repeating Xue Wushuang's name, Zhao Ziyu continued to inquire, "Xue Wushuang, why are you here eavesdropping on me?"
"Eavesdropping? Is this your home?"
Xue Wushuang slightly furrowed her brow; there was an unmistakable hint of disdain in her tone as she spoke to Zhao Ziyu. Her attitude was no longer as friendly as before. Yet when she heard Zhao Ziyu's response, she was taken aback as Zhao Ziyu boldly declared, "That's right; this is my home."
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