Leaving

The night wind blew the boy's hood open a little, revealing his delicate and handsome face, and his cold, gray eyes.

The boy raised his hand and pulled his hood back up, not wanting anyone else to see his face.

"How are you feeling? Are you feeling any better?" Sang Ying looked down at the boy.

His fingertips were no longer festering like before, and thanks to the effects of Sang Ying's many precious medicines, his hands and feet, from which his nails had been removed, were gradually healing. With the Dragon Pearl he retrieved tonight, he should feel much better now.

His body felt much better; what belonged to him had finally returned to his body, and the boy felt that the pain throughout his body had lessened by more than tenfold.

"That Duan Yuan was truly disgusting!" The boy couldn't help but frown whenever he recalled the way that person swallowed his Dragon Pearl.

He loathed Duan Yuan and despised his insatiable greed. So when Sang Ying threw out the Sword Qi Ball to block the view of others, he seized the opportunity and yanked the Dragon Pearl out of Duan Yuan's stomach in one fell swoop!

Duan Yuan was already unable to withstand the power of the Dragon Pearl, and his body was also seriously injured in the battle with Sang Ying and the Demon Race.

His Dantian was damaged, and he was seriously injured. The Dragon Pearl he had forcibly absorbed earlier had also brought him severe backlash. Before leaving, it had also absorbed most of Duan Yuan's life force.

Therefore, as soon as the Dragon Pearl left his body, Duan Yuan was completely dead.

Just as Elder Xuan guessed Sang Ying's false identity, Sang Ying also saw that Elder Xuan's hesitation to fight was because he coveted the Dragon Pearl and wanted to take the spoils from her.

Sang Ying felt she had already helped the Demon Race a great deal; she hadn't even taken Duan Yuan's Storage Bag. Now that she had simply left a little earlier than agreed, she figured they had no reason to say anything more.

With this thought in mind, almost as soon as they got their hands on the Dragon Pearl, the two disappeared into the billowing dust.

Not far ahead was the city gate, which was originally guarded by many soldiers and had been fortified with numerous traps. Now it was wide open, as if welcoming friends from all over the world.

As for the guards, they had already been dealt with by the alien races who tried to break out of the city, so the entire Corpse Soul City was completely unobstructed.

However, before leaving Corpse Soul City, Jiang Zhuoxue said, "Wait a minute, I need to retrieve my things first."

Sang Ying stopped and watched as he raised his hand towards the deep night before him.

In an instant, countless drops of blood rose from the corpses scattered on the ground. Not only here, but even more drops of blood quickly drifted in from all over the city, rushing to enter the boy's body.

That was the dragon blood that Duan Yuan distributed to the people of the city.

Many people died in the city today. Dragon blood cannot work on the dead, and it is the easiest thing for Jiang Zhuoxue to retrieve.

As for the others who are still alive, leaving behind that dragon blood would be the greatest punishment for them. The boy chuckled inwardly.

His fingers, which had previously bore minor wounds, healed completely in an instant, returning to their former smooth and flawless state. This caused Sang Ying's gaze to linger for a few seconds.

"Ahem." He coughed lightly twice, silently tucking his hands into his sleeves. "Let's go."

Sang Ying blinked, not understanding why he suddenly acted that way.

"He's just shy. After all, what female cultivator would stare at someone's fingers like you?" A voice answered Sang Ying as soon as the thought crossed her mind.

Her eyes lit up uncontrollably, and her emotions surged. "Gu Shu, you're awake!"

"Hmph, of course I'm awake. Otherwise, how would I know you were so bold as to cause such a big mess?" The Sword Qi muttered incessantly in the jade pendant. He hadn't expected that he was simply unable to withstand the abundant Spiritual Qi and had also gained a lot of benefits from the Sever the Heavenly River.

Overwhelmed by so many wonderful things, Gu Shu could only quickly retreat into seclusion again to digest all this energy.

When he woke up again, everything around him had changed. Not only had Sang Ying somehow ended up in the Hidden Nether Realm, but even that wicked Jiang Zhuoxue had shrunk considerably.

Gu Shu had a clear understanding of Sang Ying's ability to cause trouble.

"This matter can't be explained in a short time. I'll talk to you about it after I find a place to stay," Sang Ying communicated with Gu Shu in her mind.

Gu Shu could naturally tell that something was wrong with the current situation. Even Jiang Zhuoxue, who used to be extremely clingy to Sang Ying, seemed very strange. Naturally, he had no intention of continuing to ask questions.

With Gu Shu's understanding, Sang Ying quickly led the boy away from Corpse Soul City. They had barely escaped from there and naturally didn't want their identities to be discovered again.

Sang Ying took the opportunity to change her appearance and also disguised Jiang Zhuoxue.

Even though he disliked being touched by others, he had no choice but to endure it and let Sang Ying do it for safety reasons.

Carrying a Sword Qi and a vine, the two traveled for three days straight, finally settling down a place a full three thousand miles away from Corpse Soul City.

There are many cities in the Hidden Nether Realm, and even more large towns.

Sang Ying and her group are currently resting in Moonless City, a city as prosperous as Corpse Soul City. They randomly found an inn and temporarily stayed there under the guise of siblings.

When Sang Ying introduced them as siblings, the boy couldn't help but turn his head to look at her, while Gu Shu immediately burst out laughing in Sang Ying's head.

"You're really something, aren't you? If that Jiang Zhuoxue from before were here, she would definitely make a scene if she heard you use that nickname, believe it or not?" As the group went upstairs to find their rooms, Gu Shu didn't forget to make a few sarcastic remarks about Jiang Zhuoxue.

However, she didn't know if the grown-up Jiang Zhuoxue would cause trouble for Sang Ying. She just hoped that the current Jiang Zhuoxue would be more obedient.

After all, the two were of different genders. Although the boy looked like he was still underage, he had the face of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old cultivator. So Sang Ying booked two rooms directly.

Worried that the boy might sneak away, Sang Ying added a reminder after bringing him into her room, "You don't have enough strength to protect yourself yet, and your injuries haven't fully healed. If you want to run, wait until your wounds have stopped bleeding."

The boy moved his lips, and finally obediently agreed.

He was all too aware of these people's covetousness towards the Dragon Race; he was still too weak. If he were to wander alone in the Hidden Nether Realm, where Evil Dao were rampant, carrying this bloody aura, he would probably not get away with it.

After settling Jiang Zhuoxue in, Sang Ying returned to her room and explained to Gu Shu what she had been through these past few days.

Just as Sang Ying had guessed, Gu Shu was immediately stunned, and then shouted in Sang Ying's head for a long time before he regained some of his senses.

But once things calmed down, one of his sentences stirred Sang Ying's emotions. "Sang Ying, do you remember Sword Master Gu Wangchuan? If this were truly ten thousand years ago, Gu Wangchuan would probably still be traveling the world, not yet ascended to immortality!"