"Little Junior Brother~ Mistress, she!" Yao'er struggled desperately in Lin Xiao's arms. Her little head poked over Lin Xiao's shoulder as she stared blankly at the distant sky, where a mass of seven-colored rosy light was swallowed whole by billowing black smoke. With a crisp crack, the rosy light exploded into countless tiny droplets of light that drifted down like rain. Yao'er's little face turned deathly pale, and huge tears streamed down, drop after drop striking Lin Xiao's shoulder and soaking a large patch of his clothes.
Lin Xiao said nothing as he drove the Crimson Dragon Sword onward at full speed. At the threshold between life and death, his mind became crystal clear, with not the slightest stray thought clinging to his heart. The Crimson Dragon Sword transformed into a red streak several yards long, wrapping around him and Yao'er as it flashed over mountain ridge after mountain ridge like a meteor. Lin Xiao deliberately kept the sword light extremely low, weaving at high speed through the mountains. Given Lin Xiao's experience in sword flight, the fact that he had not yet rammed headlong into a cliff was practically a miracle. Lin Xiao continuously urged his golden core, pouring great amounts of true essence into the Crimson Dragon Sword. The sword gave a clear cry, its radiance growing threefold brighter and its speed increasing by another twenty percent.
Several hundred demonic cultivators pursued them on flying swords. The Blood God Ancestor's orders were not something these demonic cultivators dared defy. If he said everyone in Spring Return Valley was to be slaughtered, then everyone had to die. Hundreds of streams of black smoke and sinister energy, along with dim yellow sword lights, followed close behind Lin Xiao. Half the sky was blanketed by the black demonic aura emanating from these cultivators.
Lin Xiao let out low, ragged breaths. Though he had formed a golden core, his foundation was still shallow, and his cultivation was far inferior to that of the several great fiends leading the demonic cultivators. The foremost twenty-odd demonic cultivators had already closed to within less than thirty feet of him. One red-faced demonic cultivator gave a ghastly "Heh heh" laugh and slapped the back of his head with his right hand. A mass of black light surged up behind his head, transforming into a massive black palm reeking of blood that clawed through the air at Lin Xiao. Though the palm was still several feet away, the fierce astral wind had already shaken blood from the corner of Lin Xiao's mouth.
A burst of blazing light erupted from Lin Xiao's body as he decisively activated the Scattering Light Scarf to protect himself. The black giant palm fiercely clenched around the cloud of radiance and squeezed. With a crack, the radiance scattered apart, but Lin Xiao had used the Scattering Light Scarf to block the attack and, clutching Yao'er, shot forward another hundred yards.
"Eh? This brat actually has a protective magic treasure on him! What a pity its quality is so poor—it still can't withstand my Black Demon Claw!" The demonic cultivator laughed smugly several times, repeatedly slapping the back of his head with his right hand. With a series of whooshes, eight more black giant palms flew out. Together with the first palm, nine palms surged toward Lin Xiao, blotting out heaven and earth. These giant palms were almost intangible ghosts, and their flight speed was more than twice that of sword light. In just three to five breaths, Lin Xiao had no choice but to halt his sword light. The palms had already surrounded him tightly from every direction.
"Enough nonsense! Kill him!" A black-faced demonic cultivator sneered. Without another word, he pointed with his right hand, and three foot-long streaks of glossy black light shot forth, stabbing straight toward Lin Xiao's heart.
Lin Xiao let out a shrill howl. He raised his true essence and used the Floating Art to hover in the air, then pointed with his hand. The Crimson Dragon Sword became a streak of red light and rushed to meet the three black streaks.
Yet the sword-control methods of the Great Luo Pill Dao truly left much to be desired. Lin Xiao's straightforward sword light did not touch the three black streaks at all. The three black streaks drew several enormous arcs through the air, bypassed the Crimson Dragon Sword, and stabbed directly at Lin Xiao. They targeted three vital points: the center of his back, the center of his brow, and the crown of his head. Though still far away, a thread of icy coldness forced Lin Xiao to shudder, as if even his organs had frozen solid. The demonic cultivators all clapped and cheered, yet no one else attacked Lin Xiao. Clearly, the one who had struck held great prestige among them, and no one believed Lin Xiao could escape these three black streaks.
At the brink of life and death, Lin Xiao instead became incomparably calm. He reached back and took the Black Tortoise Ring from his bracelet, preparing to activate it. He drew up a breath of true essence and forcefully pulled at the Crimson Dragon Sword, then tightened his hold around Yao'er, intending to use the Black Tortoise Ring to shield himself and force his way out of the encirclement on sword light. His golden core sank slightly, and the Crimson Dragon Sword spun through the air before rushing back toward him. But his arm reached for empty air around Yao'er's waist. Yao'er, who had been clinging around his neck against his chest, had somehow slipped free.
With hand seals formed, Yao'er curled herself up and met the three black streaks that were already close at hand. Her eyes were filled with confusion, yet an extraordinary resolve showed on her face. "Mistress is dead. Little Junior Brother can't die!"
Lin Xiao had no time to react, much less tell Yao'er that he still possessed the powerful protective treasure, the Black Tortoise Ring. The three black streaks pierced through Yao'er's body almost at the same instant. They had clearly been coated in a deadly poison, and a faint layer of black qi immediately spread across Yao'er's fair face. The black streaks passed through her body, which stiffened and chilled, no longer retaining the slightest trace of life.
Lin Xiao's body suddenly went rigid. He stared blankly at Yao'er, and the corners of his eyes abruptly split open as two streams of blood burst forth.
Three wounds had appeared on Yao'er's body, piercing clean through her. Large amounts of blood gleaming with five-colored light sprayed out and splashed all over Lin Xiao. The wound through Yao'er's heart spewed a great spray of hot heart's blood, which by sheer coincidence splashed onto the Black Tortoise Ring in Lin Xiao's hand. No one noticed the exceedingly faint flickers of spiritual light suddenly stirring across the Black Tortoise Ring, as though it had abruptly come alive.
Lin Xiao let out an almost crazed roar and seized Yao'er's icy body in his arms. Yao'er's eyes remained wide open, but the confusion of old had vanished from her pupils, leaving only a deathly stillness that drove Lin Xiao into despair. Lin Xiao stared blankly at her face, his body shaking violently as two streams of bloody tears fell in huge drops down his cheeks, every drop landing on Yao'er's lips. Her lips became crimson red, and blood slowly slid from the corners of her mouth. It was incomparably eerie, yet it brought an agonizing ache that tore at the heart.
The black-faced Daoist who had released the three black streaks also halted his sword light in a daze. The black streaks did not take the chance to pierce through Lin Xiao's body. He stared stupidly at the blood spraying from Yao'er's body, thick with five-colored brilliance, then suddenly roared himself hoarse, "Five Elements Spiritual Body! This little girl was actually a Five Elements Spiritual Body! Heavens! I killed a Five Elements Spiritual Body!"
All the demonic cultivators changed expression at once. Even the Blood God Ancestor and Jiang Zizai, drifting over from afar atop a blood cloud, could not help opening their mouths wide and shrieking together, "Five Elements Spiritual Body? Fuck!"
A Five Elements Spiritual Body! To righteous cultivators, someone possessing a Five Elements Spiritual Body was a disciple they would fight until their heads cracked to take in. With a Five Elements Spiritual Body, ascension was practically guaranteed! Even in the current cultivation world, where Spiritual Energy was sparse, as long as a sect was willing to pay a tremendous price to gather all kinds of spirit stones and spiritual medicines, it could cultivate someone with a Five Elements Spiritual Body into a peerless expert! Experts were scarce in the cultivation world now, with only a handful even at the Nascent Soul Stage. What did an expert close to Mahayana represent? It meant an elevation in the sect's status, a vast expansion of its power because of that one person—at the very least, when competing for spirit veins, spirit mines, and spiritual medicines, no one could outfight you!
To demonic cultivators, a Five Elements Spiritual Body was not merely a candidate to inherit one's mantle. It was also the finest material for cultivation furnaces and all manner of vicious yet powerful demonic arts. Some demonic cultivators specialized in stealing the vital essence of others; they could even forcibly seize all essence, qi, and spirit from someone with a Five Elements Spiritual Body and transform themselves into a Five Elements Spiritual Body! Others, vicious demonic cultivators who refined blood pills, could refine a Five Elements Spiritual Body into a blood pill of tremendous potency, greatly replenishing both primordial spirit and physical cultivation!
But a Five Elements Spiritual Body, one seen perhaps once in ten thousand years, had actually been killed just like that!
Watching the blood carrying five-colored flames gush from Yao'er's body, every demonic cultivator suddenly felt as if they wanted to weep but had no tears.
The Blood God Ancestor was so furious that he cursed wildly at the sky. "You boast that you've been friends with the Great Luo Pill Dao for so many years, yet you never even discovered they had a Five Elements Spiritual Body within their sect?"
Jiang Zizai's expression was equally ugly. Without a word, he formed a thunder seal with both hands, silently chanted an incantation, and prayed toward the heavens. Then he released the seal. A purple heavenly thunderbolt as thick as a water vat crashed down from the sky, blasting the black-faced Daoist into powder on the spot. Having lost their master's control, the three black streaks flickered and trembled, about to shoot westward and flee, when the red-faced demonic cultivator beside the black-faced Daoist darted forward and hastily collected the three black streaks. There was not the slightest hint of grief on his face over his companion's death. Instead, he was filled with delight at having gained three fine flying swords for nothing. The heartlessness and cold indifference of demonic cultivators were plain for all to see.
"My Five Elements Spiritual Body!" The Blood God Ancestor muttered a few furious words, then rode his blood cloud toward Lin Xiao. He said viciously, "That girl died to save this little brat. Hmph, what a waste of a Five Elements Spiritual Body for this little bastard! I'll tear this brat into ten thousand pieces! Damn it, I could have stripped all the essence from that girl's body. Then I, the Blood God Ancestor, might have had hope of ascension. But! Blind heavens—I, the Blood God Ancestor~~~ do I truly have no fate to ascend?"
Jiang Zizai narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then shook his head and quietly rode a blood cloud away. With his hands clasped behind his back, he smiled faintly. "Lin Xiao's face still glows fiercely red; his fortune remains long and enduring. How could he die today? But since my true body has personally gone forth, how could he possibly live? Unfathomable, unfathomable! I'd best go aside and watch the show."
Lin Xiao held Yao'er and sat in a daze. Her blood had sprayed all over him, turning him into a blood-soaked man, yet he was numb and felt nothing. Several hundred demonic cultivators nearby watched him and Yao'er in his arms with regretful expressions, while the Blood God Ancestor charged over in furious haste from several miles away. Yet Lin Xiao's heart was hollow, as though even his soul no longer existed.
Guihua City had been massacred, Spring Return Hall destroyed, his father Lin Shan and countless relatives and friends killed. Though Lin Xiao had been heartbroken beyond measure, he had never felt such utter despair as he did now. When Lin Shan and the others died, Lin Xiao had still carried thoughts of revenge. That Pill Token had at least given him something to cling to, a hope to keep going. And events had proven that hope was not some empty illusion.
He had been sent to Spring Return Valley and formally accepted as a disciple of the Great Luo Pill Dao. The Great Luo Pill Dao had even gathered righteous cultivators together, dealt a grievous blow to the Jimo Sect, and slain the enemy responsible for destroying his household!
Whether elders or fellow disciples, everyone in the Great Luo Pill Dao had been so full of human warmth. Daoist Danling, generous and kind, yet bearing a merchant's small shrewdness; Dan Fusheng, meek and submissive before his wife, forgiving to the extreme with his disciples, somewhat timid and weak, yet possessing the feeling of a loving father; Danxia, stingy and clever, already advanced in years yet still never serious, less like a mistress than his own elder sister; and Hua Feng'er, Sister Hua, who had taken on even more of the duties of both master and mistress, teaching him countless fundamentals of cultivation!
These people had given Lin Xiao the feeling of having a household once more. The Great Luo Pill Dao was a household!
But now, these demonic cultivators were rampaging through Spring Return Valley, yet not a single elder of the Great Luo Pill Dao had appeared to stop them! Lin Xiao knew clearly that the Great Luo Pill Dao must already have been jointly destroyed by these demonic cultivators! And this time, Lin Xiao had no hope at all! His senior uncles, who possessed profound cultivation and seemed like immortals in Lin Xiao's eyes, had all been killed. What could Lin Xiao possibly do? Seek revenge against these demonic cultivators? What a joke!
He, Lin Xiao, had merely been lucky enough to form a golden core! But what about Daoist Danling and the others? How many among them had formed Nascent Souls? Several had even been on the verge of breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage, about to reach that lofty realm of immortality! Yet they too had been killed by these demonic cultivators!
Especially those legendary elders of the sect, the elders of the Qi generation, the Ling generation, and the Xiao generation! They were all formidable experts who had reached the Nascent Soul Stage! The demonic cultivators had turned Spring Return Valley into such a state, with black smoke spreading over half the sky, yet none of them had appeared. They must have been killed by the demonic cultivators as well, hadn't they?
If even Nascent Soul Stage experts could not stop these enemies, what could he—a minor cultivator who had only just formed a golden core, had only cultivated for a little over two years, and understood nothing about the cultivation world—do?
Avenge the Great Luo Pill Dao? Seek revenge against enemies this powerful? Even Lin Xiao felt that thought was absurd beyond measure.
Revenge was hopeless! Yet that merely made Lin Xiao's heart cold as frozen ice.
What truly reduced him to utter despair and made the desire for death sprout from nowhere was Yao'er in his arms!
The first person he saw after Master Mieqing sent him to Spring Return Valley following his grave injuries, after he awoke!
The one who had drowsily sprawled across the table, napping with a huge puddle of drool flowing from her mouth!
The one so muddleheaded that she forgot what she had been doing, thought Lin Xiao had barged into her private chamber, and nearly struck him dead with a Palm Lightning!
The one who had foolishly used a powerful purgative to treat his injuries!
The one who had generously shared with him those incomparably precious lotus flowers and Lotus Seeds!
The one who, when he ate too many Lotus Seeds and was about to burst, fed him Lotus Root mouth-to-mouth and saved his life!
The one who, while he was in seclusion converting his true essence, carefully scattered a thick layer of medicinal powder around him to drive away poisonous insects, snakes, and ants!
The one who seemed muddleheaded, who only knew to cry that she was hungry all day long and demand that he scour the mountains to catch wild chickens for roasting!
The one who, the moment she entered the pill chamber, became utterly focused, burying herself in pill refinement for two years over a Spirit Gathering Pill formula!
The one who, while wholeheartedly researching improvements to pill formulas, would abandon pills on the verge of completion and rush over to answer any question Lin Xiao had, ruining dozens of batches of pills and wasting untold effort and energy!
The one for whom Lin Xiao had remained in the Wilderness-grade pill chamber after the True Fire Art broke through its fifth layer, merely so he could quietly watch her serious silhouette!
The one who gave Lin Xiao headaches, made his heart ache, brought him sweetness, and filled him with anguish!
The one who, without him noticing, had used three thousand silken strands of hair to bind Lin Xiao's heart tightly into a knot he could neither untangle nor straighten, the one upon whom he had placed his entire soul!
The one whose smile could make Lin Xiao smile with her, whose tears could make him grieve with her, whose every movement could sway his joy, anger, sorrow, and delight!
Yao'er lay cold and still in Lin Xiao's arms, all the blood within her body already drained away. The black qi on her face had grown denser, and the confusion and bewilderment of old could no longer be seen in her wide-open eyes.
Those ash-gray eyes, heavy with death.
That ash-gray deathly qi seemed to seep straight into Lin Xiao's heart, crushing the heart that had already frozen in despair over the fall of the Great Luo Pill Dao completely into fragments.
A wave of agony struck his heart, and blood gushed from his mouth in great mouthfuls. The golden core in Lin Xiao's dantian dimmed, fine cracks appearing across it as it showed signs of collapse.
No one had attacked Lin Xiao. Merely because of Yao'er's death, the violent upheaval of his mind had already inflicted grave internal injuries upon him. It was as if his heart meridians had been struck by a heavy hammer; they were already half severed, and heart's blood poured from his mouth mouthful after mouthful. His divine sense was in chaos, true essence running wildly out of control through his body. His golden core was actually gravely injured by his own true essence.
The Blood God Ancestor charged over atop his blood cloud. He glared viciously at Lin Xiao and was about to say something cruel when he suddenly saw Lin Xiao's utterly hollow expression and gaze, as well as the crimson heart's blood continuously spilling from his mouth. The Blood God Ancestor's cultivation had long surpassed the Nascent Soul Stage and reached the marvelous realm of refining spirit into emptiness. Naturally, he saw at a glance that the golden core in Lin Xiao's dantian was about to collapse by itself. Once his golden core crumbled, Lin Xiao would naturally be dead, and there would be no need for him to act.
"So this little brat is a fool in love as well!" The Blood God Ancestor's vicious face dimmed for a moment. He stared blankly at Lin Xiao and Yao'er in his arms, his eyes turning as he suddenly shouted, "Hey, brat! I'll give you the time of one incense stick to end yourself! Today, this ancestor shall be merciful for once. Sever your own heart meridians, and you can spare yourself another blade before death! Leave behind an intact corpse. Wouldn't that be nice?"
Hearing the Blood God Ancestor's shout, Lin Xiao slowly raised his head. He opened his eyes wide and stared at the Blood God Ancestor, asking coldly, "Who are you?"
The Blood God Ancestor pondered briefly, then nodded. "This ancestor calls himself Blood God, the Devil Ancestor jointly revered by the current nine sects, twelve paths, and thirty-six schools of the demonic way. Today, I specifically brought men to wipe out your Great Luo Pill Dao and seize the Great Luo Pill Scripture. When my demonic way unifies the cultivation world in the future, your Great Luo Pill Dao's Great Luo Pill Scripture shall receive the foremost credit!"
Lin Xiao tightened his embrace around Yao'er. He opened his mouth, and a blast of force shot out with several specks of blood within it. His true essence was in chaos, and a stream had gone astray, rushing out through his throat and tearing a crack in his vocal cords. Blood spattered from them and sprayed from his mouth. Lin Xiao's voice became extraordinarily hoarse and unpleasant, like an iron saw rasping over sand and stone. Expressionlessly, he said in that hideous voice, "If I do not die today, I will one day use every ounce of my strength to kill you."
A strange smile appeared on Lin Xiao's face. He turned around and swept his gaze across the ever-growing number of demonic cultivators in every direction, saying indifferently, "The nine sects, twelve paths, and thirty-six schools of the demonic way? From this day onward, I, Lin Xiao, will be locked in a struggle to the death with all of you. If I do not die, your sect members and disciples will face my attacks at any time. Once my cultivation improves, you will become my targets!"
"Lin Xiao and you shall swear never to stand beneath the same heavens!" Lin Xiao extended his left hand, then slowly stretched out his right index finger and deeply sliced across the veins of his left wrist. Blood sprayed out, drawing a vivid red streak through the air. He held the Black Tortoise Ring in his left hand, and his blood splashed onto it as well. Fine spiritual light within the Black Tortoise Ring flickered rapidly, swiftly absorbing Lin Xiao's blood together with Yao'er's blood that had stained his hand.
This was a blood oath! The highest oath in the cultivation world.
As Lin Xiao swore the oath, a faint clear rumble of thunder sounded between heaven and earth.
The Blood God Ancestor's expression changed. The trace of mercy that had arisen from Lin Xiao's devotion vanished completely. He pointed coldly at Lin Xiao and sneered, "Kill him! Eradicate his soul! Once a blood oath is made, if even a fragment of his soul escapes, he will remain entangled with us for a hundred lifetimes, and we will know no peace! Destroy his soul!"
Several hundred deeply cultivated demonic cultivators attacked at once, all manner of murky colored lights surging toward Lin Xiao. If this wave of attacks struck him, even if Lin Xiao's body had been forged from diamond, he would only be reduced to dust.
Lin Xiao threw back his head and roared in fury, blood streaming from his eyes as he held Yao'er tightly. The golden core in his dantian suddenly disintegrated, turning into streams of terrifying purple flame that surged wildly through his body.
A strand of purple true essence rushed into the meridians of his left arm, following them straight into the Black Tortoise Ring clenched in his hand.
The Black Tortoise Ring erupted with a blinding flash. The light was black, yet it created the illusion of being incomparably bright, so bright that it made one's eyes ache.
With a humming sound, the Black Tortoise Ring rapidly expanded, transforming into a pitch-black radiance several yards across that tightly protected Lin Xiao. The Black Tortoise phantom within the ring swirled through the black radiance, transforming into a Black Tortoise apparition over ten feet tall beneath Lin Xiao's feet. Carrying Lin Xiao, it raced swiftly north.
The Black Tortoise Ring flew at a speed that left people dumbfounded. Every attack launched by the several hundred demonic cultivators struck empty air. The Blood God Ancestor cursed shrilly in fury, rubbing his hands together and thrusting them out. Several dozen blood lights the size of baskets, threaded with crimson lightning, blasted toward Lin Xiao. But even the Blood God Ancestor's Yin Fiend Blood Lightning could not catch the fleeing Black Tortoise Ring. In the blink of an eye, Lin Xiao had already rushed more than ten miles away.
Suddenly, black smoke rose before Lin Xiao. Demonic cultivators searching Spring Return Valley with demonic arts flew into the sky one after another, blocking his path.
The Black Tortoise Ring rippled, and countless Kui Water Divine Lightning bolts suddenly burst from within the black radiance. The black thunder light surged forward, covering heaven and earth, striking the thousand-plus demonic cultivators until they wailed miserably. Several hundred had their bodies and souls extinguished on the spot. The Black Tortoise Ring gave a soft cry, its speed increasing severalfold as it carried Lin Xiao through Spring Return Valley's mountain-protecting formation and sped directly north.
The Blood God Ancestor stared in utter stupefaction, crying out in shock, "What was that? Who can tell me what that thing was?"
Jiang Zizai stood on a blood cloud far away, his face twisted as he watched where Lin Xiao had vanished. He gave a bitter smile. "The Black Tortoise Ring, what a Black Tortoise Ring! So it must be refined with Five Elements spirit blood to unleash its full divine effects! Damn it! Where am I supposed to find Five Elements spirit blood? That accursed Black Tortoise Ring! That boy's fate truly is not yet extinguished!"
After lowering his head in thought for a moment, Jiang Zizai suddenly smiled. "Fine. Leave behind this thread of karmic affinity; perhaps it may prove useful in the future. Good, good! No matter what, I am Jiang Zizai, the Demon Subduing True Person—not Jiang Zizai, the Blood God Ancestor!"
Though he had escaped death by relying on the suddenly transformed Black Tortoise Ring, Lin Xiao felt not the slightest joy in his icy, shattered heart. He only held Yao'er tightly, sitting blankly on the back of the Black Tortoise phantom and allowing it to carry him onward at breakneck speed.
Two streams of bloody tears slowly slid down Lin Xiao's face. The Skyfire True Essence raging within his body continued to destroy him, while the seven-colored Spiritual Energy transformed from Lotus Seeds continuously helped repair his shattered body.
Yet Lin Xiao could not even feel the agonizing pain of his organs being refined by Skyfire. He merely wept soundlessly the entire way, each drop of bloody tears blown from his face by the fierce astral wind and scattered across the earth.
Suddenly, a soaring seven-colored beam of light rose from deep within a great mountain ahead. Countless solemn, majestic sword lights and treasure lights burst from that seven-colored radiance, surging toward Lin Xiao. From far away, someone cried out, "Those two ahead are wearing the Daoist Robes of Great Luo Pill Dao disciples! Why are they covered in blood? Fellow Daoists, hurry and meet them!"
Someone else cried out, "Heavens, that magic treasure flies so fast! Crimson Staff Immortal, Cloud-Touching True Person, join forces with us and stop it!"
Seven Daoists clad in Daoist Robes of various colors, wearing tall crowns and bearing the air of immortals, charged toward him on brilliant golden sword lights. They each unleashed powerful restrictions, forcibly blocking the black radiance formed by the Black Tortoise Ring. The Black Tortoise phantom beneath Lin Xiao seemed to suffer a thunderbolt's heavy blow. It let out a mournful cry and suddenly dispersed. The Black Tortoise Ring gave a series of soft whimpers, transformed into a streak of black light, merged into Lin Xiao's body, and went directly to settle in his dantian.
The Black Tortoise Ring released an immensely tough, viscous suction force and began actively drawing in the true essence surging chaotically through Lin Xiao's body. One portion of the true essence was swallowed without ceremony by the Black Tortoise Ring. The other portion was forcibly compressed by the ring and condensed once more into a golden core no bigger than a mung bean. The Black Tortoise Ring had actually devoured more than ninety percent of Lin Xiao's true essence!
As the Black Tortoise phantom dispersed, Lin Xiao plunged headfirst from the sky.
An old Daoist in white robes shot toward him and caught Lin Xiao in his arms.
The old Daoist called out, "Young friend, you and this—" Suddenly, the old Daoist shouted, "Senior Brother, hurry and save him! It doesn't matter that this little girl is dead; she's already stiff with death anyway. But this boy's heart meridians are nearly severed. Hurry and save him!"
There was a gentle, reassuring aura around the old Daoist. Lin Xiao blankly glanced at him. His mind and body had both suffered tremendous injuries, and at last his head lolled to one side as he fainted.
Yet even unconscious, Lin Xiao's hands still held Yao'er's icy body tightly.
Even unconscious, two streams of bloody tears still poured from Lin Xiao's eyes.
Countless Daoists in the sky saw Lin Xiao in this state, and every one of them changed expression.
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