Karma Cycle
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Seeing Meng Qingying suddenly spring up from her deathbed state, a line of poetry suddenly came to Qin Yi's mind. "Startled awake from her deathbed, short and thin..."
No, that's a misinterpretation of the poem.
What amazed her was that the Ghost Cry Vine Ghost Cry Jade that Liusu had obtained from the Ghost Crying Vine that she was about to move in the Earth Spirit Secret Realm had actually come in handy so quickly.
If I were to say I have good fortune, then good fortune would be like Liusu.
Although it has become less and less vocal in giving guidance, even in this battle it silently helped absorb soul power without uttering a sound... This is because Qin Yi himself has become more and more opinionated, but there is also a feeling that it wants to train him well and then run away, not wanting to interfere too much.
Qin Yi couldn't remember when this feeling started...
At this moment, Meng Qingying already held the Ghost Cry Jade in her hand and began to cast a spell. One could see a dark aura emanating from the black jade, but that darkness was not a shadow; rather, it was like ripples spreading out in circles, like the deepest dream in the darkest night.
That is the deepest point of True Spirit in the Sea of Souls.
A ghostly wail arose from nowhere, echoing through the boundless darkness of the night and reaching straight to the netherworld.
The Black Flame Mark on Meng Qingying's forehead suddenly lit up, and almost simultaneously, a black jade-like mark also appeared on the forehead of the dragon-shaped phantom in the sky. The two marks complemented each other, suddenly shining as brightly as the morning stars.
This is a connection to the netherworld, reaching directly to the Sea of Souls. Unless a powerful being casts a spell, nothing can stop it; neither Zheng Yunyi's tortoise shell nor any secret technique is of any use.
If the dragon form was merely a hollow shell before, lacking a soul and intelligence, and was just a virtual, concrete concept, then with the birth of this mark, its dark dragon eyes suddenly came to life, making it a living being.
Zheng Yunyi's heart pounded. Everything changed in an instant, and he suddenly realized that the dragon had gone out of control.
Looking down, the dragon saw that its "flesh and blood" were being drained.
The dragon's eyes blazed with fury, and its massive body thrashed about as it roared to the heavens!
"Roar!"
This is the first time since its appearance that it has emitted a real sound, apart from the conceptual "dragon's roar," and it is almost indistinguishable from a real dragon.
Zheng Yunyi exhausted his Law Power and could no longer absorb any more fortune. Not only that, the fortune he had painstakingly absorbed for half a day flowed back in an instant, returning to the dragon's body and forming its starlight flesh and blood.
The starlight shone even brighter.
Zheng Yunyi made a quick decision, immediately withdrawing his Law Technique and swiftly summoning a flying sword to retreat.
Just as he was flying backward, countless rays of starlight suddenly erupted, blasting the pillar he had been standing on into dust.
Zheng Yunyi was glad he reacted in time. Although he didn't understand what had happened, he didn't linger or regret it and quickly fled.
He can be considered a decisive person.
However, even though the person had flown far away, he still felt that something was wrong.
It's the exact same feeling as when your luck is sucked back; something is still constantly being lost from your body.
This is... not only returning the luck that was absorbed, but also absorbing the luck that should have been yours? And it's still absorbing it now?
"Damn it..." Zheng Yunyi finally couldn't help but swear and turned to look back.
Just as he turned his head, a streak of light appeared out of nowhere, swift as lightning, and slammed into him. Zheng Yunyi instinctively dodged to the right, but his left shoulder was struck squarely, and he was sent flying like a spinning top for miles without stopping.
A curse could be heard from within the beam of light that had struck the person, "Whose kid is this? Looking back while flying away, what bad luck!"
Luck was sucked away, even flying resulted in a car crash, this bad luck was immediate.
"Pfft..." Zheng Yunyi clutched his bloodied shoulder, choking back a mouthful of blood as he staggered back to the Immortal Palace. He needed to ask his master how to deal with this bad luck!
Before they had flown even half a mile, the flying sword beneath their feet cracked with a "crack." It was due to the aftershock of the impact from the person who had just struck them. This magical Law Artifact, used merely for showing off their flying ability, was not a real flying sword at all and could not withstand the aftershock, so it was destroyed.
Zheng Yunyi was only at the peak of his musical talent, but he couldn't fly yet. His flying sword shattered, and he fell to the ground. Fortunately, his luck hadn't completely run out; what lay below wasn't sharp rocks, but just a jungle.
"Thump!" Zheng Yunyi landed hard, covered in dust and dirt, feeling like his body was about to fall apart. Fortunately, he had some Law Power protecting him, and he cast a few Law Technique before hitting the ground to slow down the fall; otherwise, he would have been killed by the impact.
After struggling for a while, he was in too much pain to get up. This fall from such a height was no joke; his Five Viscera were severely injured, and he couldn't muster any Law Power. His injuries were probably no less severe than Qin Yi Meng Qingying's, and he would be bedridden for several days...
He shivered as he fed himself a pill and was about to close his eyes to rest when suddenly the sky darkened and several black bear heads peered over from the left and right.
"Damn it..."
Zheng Yunyi's misfortune wasn't caused by Meng Qingying, because Meng Qingying had already fainted.
The Ghost Cry Jade gave her a shortcut to the bridge of souls, but that didn't mean it healed her injuries. On the contrary, because she had mustered her last bit of spirit to drive the treasure to communicate with her soul, Meng Qingying was completely exhausted to the point that she couldn't even hold on for a moment and fainted to the ground.
The Luck Dragon had landed, its massive body looming over the entire Hidden Dragon Temple, preventing anyone from getting close.
The army and other Daoist priests who were about to enter the temple were all blocked outside. Despite being surrounded, the ruins under the dragon's belly became the safest place, a space to shelter from the wind and rain.
Qin Yi lay there for a while, thinking. He was too injured to fight, and he couldn't control the dragon. Leaving would be dangerous, so it was better to stay and recover for a few days. Besides, he was fighting alongside Meng Qingying, and he was relying on her dragon. He couldn't just watch her collapse in the ruins and ignore her. If no one took care of her, her injuries might worsen and she might die.
Qin Yi reluctantly took a pill, which relieved him somewhat, and then struggled to sit up. He turned to look at the scene of ruins, hesitated for a moment, then picked up Meng Qingying, pushed aside the rubble with his shoulders, and crawled under the ruins.
This was originally a huge architectural complex consisting of the Hidden Dragon Temple Star Gazing Platform, and the underground palace. The upper part was destroyed in their battle, but there are still many intact rooms under the underground palace; it wasn't completely collapsed.
He still had the map given to him by Lingxu, and knew that there was a pharmacy and a pill room in the underground palace. He could find some suitable pills and recover under the protection of the Luck Dragon.
With the map, although the corridors were broken and blocked everywhere, the medicine room was found quickly. Fortunately, the medicine room was quite far from the center of the battle and was well preserved.
Qin Yi carried Meng Qingying into the medicine room, sealed the door, and the room immediately became pitch black.
He put Meng Qingying down against the wall, then leaned against the wall himself to catch his breath. Meng Qingying then leaned against his shoulder, her breathing weak.
But the fragrance lingers, still reaching the nose.
In a small, dark room where the sun never shines, a woman is unconscious and defenseless; you can touch her delicate face with just a slight turn of your head.
The situation was very similar to that time in Minghe, but even a little more... This feeling of being able to do something secretly in the dark without anyone knowing always tests the willpower of a normal man.
Don't say that no one would know if he took advantage of her... If he had bad intentions, he could easily turn Meng Qingying into a weapon—he has studied the Great Joy Paradise Sutra and knows a bit about that kind of method.
It just so happens that Meng Qingying was the culprit who caused Minghe's serious injury back then, which always makes Qin Yi feel a sense of Karma Cycle retribution.
Of course he wouldn't do that.
After secretly resting and adjusting his breathing for a while, his first words were still searching for Liusu: "Bangbang, are you there?"
Liusu said, "Of course I am."
"But you haven't said anything, and I feel uneasy about it."
"Do you really want me to speak?"
"Why don't you speak?"
"Because at times like these, you probably won't like what I say, and you won't do it anyway, so I'd rather not say anything."
"How do you know I'm not listening? Tell me."
"I suggest you kill this woman. Because she has the Luck Dragon as a puppet, and once it recovers, it will be a terrifying opponent. If she still holds a grudge, or suspects you of doing something while she was unconscious... or even wants to eliminate someone who knows about her predicament, she might try to kill you again. You can't fathom the mind of the demonic path. You've used up all your trump cards and can't defeat her, that's one reason."
"... And the second one?"
"Secondly, she comes from the Myriad Phenomena Asura Sect and has many treasures... some of which are useful to you, and some are useful to me."
"This is your True Intention, isn't it?"
"Regardless of which one is my True Intention, will you do it?"
It's like a magic wand... My thoughts have always been so wicked.
Qin Yi did not answer, but turned his head slightly to look at the sleeping Meng Qingying, who was truly powerless to resist at this moment.
P. S.: I was maliciously reported and am currently investigating. I still want to advise certain people that reporting others won't improve your grades; please have some self-respect.