After reforging the Immortal-Slaying Sword, Ling Qing calculated the time.
He discovered that less than twelve hours remained before the seven-day deadline.
He no longer had time to go to Carefree Residence and search for the others, so he could only take the risk himself.
Pangolin had presumably suffered at the hands of the Immortal-Slaying Sword before. When he saw that the demonic sword in his hand had instead been seized by Ling Qing, he surely would not dare prolong the fight.
Of course, it would be best if he encountered Iron Crutch Li and the others coming to rescue He Xiangu.
Having made up his mind, Ling Qing loosened the Immortal-Slaying Sword Qi within his heart by a fraction. The Love Demon seized the opportunity and erupted violently, releasing a wisp of love-thread.
Only once that strand of love-thread had grown strong enough to sense He Xiangu's soul did Ling Qing stir the Immortal-Slaying Sword again and suppress the Love Demon.
Though He Xiangu's soul had vanished earlier, it had ultimately not been in any danger, nor had things reached their final juncture.
Now that the seven-day deadline for her soul was at hand, however, he could no longer worry about so much.
The Love Demon sensed that He Xiangu was in the direction of Armor-Piercing Cave. Ling Qing immediately followed its guidance, riding his sword there.
Not far from Armor-Piercing Cave, he saw Iron Crutch Li and the others approaching. Overjoyed, he hurried forward to meet them.
"Ah, Dao Qing, where have you run off to? Why are you only coming back now?" The moment Han Zhongli saw him, he complained, "He Xiangu only has six hours left. If we don't rescue her now, she'll vanish into ash and smoke. Lu Dongbin, that unreliable fellow, originally came with