Jiang Xunyi was so scared, he cursed. âPei, donât be affectionate to someone who doesnât care! If you are willing to die, I am willing to kill!â
As he spit the word âkillâ out, he swung his sword and slashed towards Yun Xie, his momentum extremely fierce.
However, it was too late. In his moment of hesitation, Yun Xieâs discerning eye was already able to spot the flaws exposed when he had hurriedly retracted his sword just now. He flashed sideways, his right index finger and middle finger coming together and slanting diagonally towards Jiang Xunyiâs chest.
The truth was, no matter how much Jiang Xunyi feared hurting Yun Xie, Yun Xieâs care was equal if not greater in magnitude. This move wasnât very strong, and it was only meant to force him back. However, unexpectedly, Jiang Xunyi to spew out a mouthful of blood as soon as the fingers touched his chest, collapsing to his knees and coughing until he was almost unable to lift his head.
In the midst of the exclamations of the crowd, Wu Lu said, âCongratulations Sect Master Yun, you have wonâŠâ
The moment Yun Xie saw Jiang Xunyi vomiting blood, he was so scared that his soul flew away, so how could he care about whatever Wu Lu was saying? He rushed up to hold him, then said anxiously, âAâXun, Iâm sorry, I didnât mean to⊠How, how are you? Donât scare meâŠâ
They had just been fighting as if they were going to beat the other to death, but in the blink of an eye, one couldnât make the last move, and the other was cuddling him in his arms. What the hell were these two people doing? The crowd of onlookers couldnât understand it.
As they were wondering, they suddenly saw Yun Xieâs body freeze.
His acupuncture point had been pressed by Jiang Xunyi.
âItâs me who should be sorry. Iâm fine. I was pretending just to scare you.â
Jiang Xunyi stood up slowly, raised his sleeve and wiped the blood from his lips. He propped himself up against a tree besides Yun Xie, then turned to Master Wu Lu to say, âIâm going in.â
He had deliberately reversed his inner breath in order to force out a mouthful of blood just to scare Yun Xie. He wasnât feeling very well, so he slowly leaned over and picked up the sword on the ground. He waved towards Jiang Molou from a distance and turned to enter the temple.
The two of them did whatever they want with no sense of shame, but no one could say anything. However, the sight of Yun Xieâs expression still made Master Wulu feel a chill. He was also afraid that Yun Xie would be so angry, he would become murderous. As he watched Jiang Xunyiâs back gradually disappear into the haze surrounding the temple, he turned to the Jiang Molou.
âSecond Master Jiang, this is Hidden Spirit Sectâs unique method of sealing the acupoints. Now that the winner has been determined and your martial brother has already entered, could I bother you to release Sect Master Yun?â
Jiang Molouâs gaze flicked over from looking at the ghost temple. He stood thinking for a moment before he flew down without saying a word then walked quickly to Yun Xie. He supported him with one hand and unlocked the acupuncture path for him with the other.
Although Yun Xie was not pleasing to his eyes, he still regarded him as one of his own people subconsciously. In addition, he also felt that Jiang Xunyiâs behavior was a bit abnormal. Frowning, he asked, âWhat the hell is going on with him?â
Yun Xie was seething, but his anger was mixed with worry and distress, manifesting in jitteriness. âWho the hell knows what the kid is thinking about every dayâŠâ
Before he could finish his sentence, a boom sounded out from the temple, and the entire building shook. The tiles on the roof fell to the ground, crackling as it hit the floor, and the people near the temple hurriedly backed away.
Yun Xie stepped forward. âWhat the hell is going on?!â
At this moment, there was an even more violent shockwave. This time, it was not only the temple that shook, but the ground, too. A gale began to pick up, causing the sand and rocks to fly up, the trees to topple, and the buildings to tilt. Those who didnât have enough skills were unable to stand properly and stumbled to the ground.
Yun Xie walked a few steps against the wind, then summoned Kunwu into his hand.
Master Wu Lu exclaimed, âYun Xie, what do you plan to do? Donât mess around; the temple will really collapse if too many people enter!â
Yun Xieâs face was cold. âI donât care!â
Outside, the entire situation was a mess, but Jiang Xunyiâs situation on the inside was not as bad as expected.
He has a great memory, and once he entered the temple, he was struck by a sense of familiarity. After a few more steps, he become certain. What ghost temple? This was obviously the temple Master He Deng mentioned could block out the system!
Jiang Xunyi followed the walkway all the way to the main hall before calling loudly, âMaster? Monk? Old man?âŠHey, He Deng, are you pretending to be a ghost again? Come out right now or I will set your lousy temple on fire!â
However, even after shouting multiple times, the surroundings were still empty, only echoes endlessly ringing out.
Jiang Xunyi raised his hand and touched his chin thoughtfully. From the corner of his eyes, he suddenly saw that a silver light was flashing by his side. He hurriedly dodged to the side, grasping the hilt of his sword vigilantly, only to see an arc-shaped blade floating in the air. It approached him at an extremely slow speed, almost as if an invisible hand was handing it over.
âDeath blade[1]?â
After Jiang Xunyi finished speaking these two words, he saw the knife sway in front of him, as if it was nodding and saying yes.
Curious, he reached out and poked his finger on the handle of the knife. âHey, can you understand me?â
The blade shook, and Jiang Xunyi let go of his hand. The blade floated away and cut a rectangle in the air. The area it cut was like an open door, with the other sideâs scenery completely different from his environment.
With just one glance, Jiang Xunyiâs expression froze immediately, and his heart leapt wildly â the furniture and windows, the two people sitting opposite each other. How many times had he woken up from deep sleep with a melancholy that could not go away? After such a long time, he did not dare to imagine he could see this scene in front of him again. And somehow, it was when he was least expecting it that the image appeared before him again.
This, this place wasâŠ
A familiar voice sounded out from inside. âJiang Jin, how could you be this demented? Do you really plan to send Xun Xun in?â
The speaker was an extremely beautiful woman, but although her age was not young, there was not even a trace of her years on that delicate face. On the contrary, she had a unique charm. However, her beautiful appearance was a little haggard now.
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Jiang Xunyiâs breathing quickened, and he couldnât help taking a step forward. His body pressed forward until it almost seemed to be able to stand in that space, but there was an invisible barrier keeping him from breaking in. In his agitation, he couldnât spare any time to muse over what he had heard. Instead, he held the wall with his hand, slowly sliding down until he was kneeling.
As a son, he still hasnât repaid his parents for all their nurturing. Instead, he lingered on the sickbed, so tired that his entire family had to worry and labor for him. In the end, his parents have to bear the pain of losing a son. He had shown such a lack of filial piety, and yet all he could do was kneel through a separation of time and space.
There was a handsome man opposite the woman, with an expression full of helplessness. âWhen I signed the agreement, I also had no idea the situation would develop like this. What can I do now? If we donât send Xun Xun, we would have to send Yu An!â
The woman stayed silent, then gritted her teeth after a while. âWhy did you participate in that thing in the first place? You clearly knew this type of confidential project would put the whole family at riskâŠI hate you!â
Jiang Jin said nothing.
However, although that was what she said, the woman had reluctantly agreed to what the man planned to do. After a long time, she whispered again, âDonât let Yu An know.â
Jiang Xunyi was in complete shock at the sight of his parents at first, but now that he had regained his senses, he began to process their conversation. Suddenly, he was struck by an unknown dread. Hoarsely, he said, âYou guysâŠwhat do you mean?!â
However, no one could answer him. The image gradually disappeared in front of him. Jiang Xunyi knit his brows and lashed out at the Death Blade. âWhy did you show me this type of thing with no rhyme or reason? Why donât you slash a few more times so I can understand whatâs going on?â
As soon as he finished speaking, the purse containing the Marrow-Washing Jade suddenly broke free and fell to the ground. The jade rolled out of it, then black miasma began to gather, the mourning souls wailing as they rose up. Even the whole temple began to shake.
It truly was that when it rained, it poured. Jiang Xunyi reacted immediately; this item was the most yin and demonic artifact in the world. As he carried it with him, he always allocated a portion of his spiritual power to suppress it. However, the battle with Yun Xie just now was too exhausting. Coupled with his excessive mood swings just now, he was unable to suppress it any longer!
The Marrow-Washing Jade kept growing bigger and bigger, with vengeful and malicious spirits swarming above it. They were the remnants left by those who endured extreme suffering before they died from Marrow-Washing Jade. The scene was extremely cruel and bloody, burning the eyes. Jiang Xunyi couldnât get it under control even after seven or eight seals. He could only smile bitterly and say, âWhat are you doing? Do you want to put on a show today? After familial relationships, this is the next program? Violence and gore is prohibited from being shown?â
With a loud âbangâ and a cloud of dust rising into the air, half of the temple had collapsed. This was naturally not enough to hurt Jiang Xunyi. He stepped on his sword and flew into the air. Glancing at the Marrow-Washing Jade, he hesitated, internally debating whether to leave this place alone.
Suddenly, the sharp whistle of a swordâs energy came from behind him. Before he could turn around, he was already tightly held in someoneâs arms.
The breath was too familiar; Jiang Xunyi didnât need to turn his head to know who it was. He allowed the other person to hug him motionlessly and smiled slightly. âYun Xie, I still canât get rid of you, huh?â
Yun Xie pinched his chin and tilted his face around. He roughly bit his lower lip and angrily said, âWhen will you listen to me?! Do you have to make me worry to death until you⊠AâXun, you⊠cried? Whatâs wrong?â
His tone started with gunpowder, but when he saw the tears in the corner of Jiang Xunyiâs eyes, he immediately became distressed. From childhood to adulthood, Yun Xie never saw Jiang Xunyi cry.
Jiang Xunyi felt that his entire person seemed to have been divided into two parts, and his heart had been disturbed by various emotions. Within his heart, panic and doubt intertwined, and he was left almost breathless. However, when the pain reaches a certain level, there was miraculously no trace of it on the surface at all. It seems that the soul and the body had become two, both having nothing to do with each other.
On the surface, he didnât even change the way he spoke. However, the sorrow and resentment was drowning him, and he wanted to cry and scream, to turn the world upside down, to recklessly use this world to pay for the years of ridiculousness. It was too painful, truly too painful.
On the edge of his loss of control and depression, he saw Yun Xie.
Jiang Xunyi was very clear that no matter what he did or wanted to do, as long as he said a word, Yun Xie would never refuse. Anything that he is unable to bear can be pushed to him without any hesitation, whether it is part of the past or the present.
However, somehow, when he saw him, an unknown strength filled him, and he could grit his teeth and press all the debilitating emotions back into his almost numb body.
Hearing Yun Xieâs words, he wiped his face, slightly astonished. After a moment of silence, he smiled. âWhat crying? I didnât even know myself. I was just blinded by the sand and the wind. What is there to cry about?â
[1]Â In case you donât remember, the death blade is mentioned in chapter 44Â as a legendary weapon capable of splitting time and space. It was in Master He Dengâs hands.