After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 51

And as the blinding white light faded, Tivena opened his eyes.

Where were the two people in front of him now?

He was furious and was about to track them down, but a sword blocked his way.

“You injured my disciple and now you want to leave?”

The voice was light and gentle, but it carried the pressure of the Celestial Realm, and with just a single burst, Tivena’s knees went weak, and he fell to his knees.

“Who are you?!”

He roared, and the scales and demonic patterns on his face grew wildly as he struggled against the pressure.

But the pressure did not lessen by half, and he still couldn’t stand up. He could only raise his head in humiliation to look up.

A soft laugh came from above.

“It seems you are not worthy to know my name.”

Enveloped in light, True Person Wen Qing’s figure gradually materialized.

Perhaps because it was only a manifestation of a divine sense and spiritual power, her figure was slightly transparent, yet the pressure was undiminished, and the Xiaoyao Sword, materialized by spiritual power, was incomparably sharp, its tip flashing with cold light.

Tivena’s heart sounded a loud alarm. He knew he was no match for the person before him, even if this was only a divine sense phantom.

He wanted to leave. He mobilized all the demonic energy in his body to resist the pressure. Upon realizing it was a futile effort, he lowered his head and sought help from the mass of demonic energy beside him.

But in the next second, that strange mass of demonic energy was sliced by a sword aura and dissipated into the world.

“You—!”

Tivena’s eyes were splitting with rage.

However, this divine sense of True Person Wen Qing ignored whatever he might say. In the next moment, the sword tip pointed at him: “Next, it’s your turn.”

Tivena’s arrogance immediately vanished, and cold sweat poured down his face.

Before he could react, True Person Wen Qing’s sword was already before his eyes.

Tivena enveloped his entire body in demonic energy, using Shifting Shadow to leave his original spot, hoping to quickly escape the area.

But the sword aura followed him like a shadow, relentlessly pursuing.

In a life-or-death moment, Tivena’s mind raced.

He thought that this was only a divine sense projection and could last for two kè (quarter hours) at most. Once its spiritual energy was exhausted, it would naturally disappear.

Not to mention, this place was the Demon Race’s territory, where spiritual energy would be consumed even faster.

Having figured this out, Tivena stopped fleeing. He exposed an opening, taking a sword strike directly on his shoulder.

Sure enough, after this strike, the projection of the Immortal seemed considerably weaker, faintly showing signs of shattering.

Tivena took advantage of this to increase his speed further and quickly fled the area.

Only the divine sense phantom of True Person Wen Qing, holding the equally projected sword, remained in place, frowning in thought.

She opened her palm, and there, surprisingly, was the strange mass of demonic energy that should have dissipated into the world earlier.

It was just much smaller than before.

Now only the size of a finger bone, it lay obediently in her palm, begging for a sliver of mercy.

“A Demon Emperor clone?”

At that moment, thousands of miles away at the Sword Gate.

True Person Wen Qing, who was meditating in her room, simultaneously opened her eyes and murmured:

“The Demon Race… their scheme is not small.”

After saying this, True Person Wen Qing remained silent for a long time.

After another long while, she slightly lowered her gaze, thoroughly concealing the compassion within.

“I only hope that after today, the entangled karmic debt between them can be completely resolved.”

Qin Qingyi carried Zhou Zhixue and fled outwards.

Unable to find her way in the Black Water Abyss Demon Territory, she just ran in one direction.

She didn’t know how long she ran, but the surrounding demonic energy gradually thinned and then disappeared, slowly changing into spiritual energy.

Qin Qingyi knew that she had likely escaped.

But she still dared not stop.

She didn’t know how long the divine sense her Master had left on her brow could stall them, only that the farther they ran, the safer they would be.

The body of the person on her back became colder and colder, and the hands that could barely clasp her neck gradually lost strength, gently dropping down.

“Junior Sister, Junior Sister?”

“Don’t sleep, I’ll take you.”

Qin Qingyi was breathing rapidly, constantly calling out to Zhou Zhixue on her back, afraid she would fall asleep and never wake up again.

Perhaps Zhou Zhixue really heard her voice, as there was a faint, intermittent reply: “Senior Sister… I’m cold…”

Qin Qingyi quickly mobilized her spiritual power, trying to warm Zhou Zhixue up, even if it slowed down their escape.

The clothing pressed against her back gradually became wet, and Qin Qingyi felt that sticky, cold touch.

She realized it was the blood flowing from Zhou Zhixue’s abdominal wound, and her voice became increasingly choked: “Junior Sister, don’t sleep, Senior Sister… Senior Sister will take you away…”

With that, she bit her lip, holding back the tears in her eyes, and continued to run.

She had to run farther, even farther.

Far enough that those demons could never find them again.

How they finally stopped, Qin Qingyi couldn’t quite remember.

The sky was dark, and she had been running all the way, not daring to look back.

Eventually, it seemed she found a hidden mountain cave. By then, her spiritual and demonic energy was completely exhausted again, and she had no more pills to replenish herself, so she had to stop.

Just as a mountain cave was right in front of her, she lunged into it like it was a life raft, not caring if there were any restrictions or hidden dangers.

When she laid Zhou Zhixue down, her body was already ice-cold because her breath was weakening. The Ice Spiritual Root protected its owner, gradually sealing her wound and slowing the bleeding.

But if this continued, Zhou Zhixue would still die.

It was just a matter of time.

Qin Qingyi’s hands trembled as she put the remaining healing pills into Zhou Zhixue’s mouth, but as pill after pill went down, the improvement in the wound was negligible.

In just this short while, Zhou Zhixue had already developed a high fever, and she was delirious, constantly mumbling.

“Senior Sister… I’m so cold…”

Qin Qingyi bit her wrist, trying hard not to let out a cry.

What should she do?

What could she do to keep her Junior Sister alive?!

Regret finally surged into Qin Qingyi’s heart. If she had listened to her Master and returned to the peak with her Junior Sister. If she hadn’t insisted on investigating the demon race’s movements. If she hadn’t gone so deep…

They wouldn’t have fallen into such a predicament.

And her Junior Sister naturally wouldn’t have… been gravely injured and near death!

Qin Qingyi held Zhou Zhixue, her lowered eyes filled with deep regret.

She hated herself for being self-willed, which had led the two of them step-by-step to this situation.

“You want her to live?”

A gentle female voice softly brushed past Qin Qingyi’s ear.

Qin Qingyi kept her head down. She thought she might be hallucinating, or else how could she hear someone speaking?

“She’s dying. Aren’t you going to save her?”

The voice was tempting.

Here it came again.

Qin Qingyi felt somewhat numb.

It must be a hallucination. How else could there be another person making a sound here?

“You didn’t mishear. It’s not a hallucination.”

The voice seemed slightly exasperated but still spoke kindly:

“This Venerable is speaking to you.”

“If you want her to live, stop crying. This Venerable has a way to save her.”

Qin Qingyi looked up in surprise. She glanced around the temporary shelter of the mountain cave, but she couldn’t find the source of the voice.

“Who are you?!”

She shouted the question.

The voice seemed surprised, “You don’t even know this Venerable’s name?”

“You have trespassed into this Venerable’s Dao field, and now you turn around and ask for this Venerable’s name.”

“Have the children of the Xuan Tian Realm forgotten this Venerable’s name these days?”

The voice still came from all directions of the cave, making it impossible to pinpoint the location.

Hearing the woman’s voice speak in this manner, Qin Qingyi guessed that the other party might be an immortal who had reached a supreme level of cultivation. Although she couldn’t identify who it was, considering the earlier promise to save her Junior Sister’s life, she had no time for further contemplation of the identity of the other party. She could only lower her head and say:

“Junior has no idea that this is the Venerable’s Dao field. My intrusion today was due to an extremely perilous situation, a matter of survival, and was unavoidable. I ask the Venerable for your forgiveness.”

The other party did not speak.

Qin Qingyi steeled herself and had to speak again: “I heard the Venerable say just now that you can save my Junior Sister’s life. I wonder if the Venerable’s words are true?”

“Of course,” the other party replied.

The voice seemed to have had enough of Qin Qingyi’s tears and finally stopped playing coy.

“If this Venerable can’t save her, then no one in this world can.”

Hearing this, Qin Qingyi was immediately overjoyed, her eyes lighting up as she said, “Are you a senior from the Medicine King Valley?!”

That’s excellent. If it was a great senior from the Medicine King Valley, they could definitely save her Junior Sister.

The voice choked for a moment, turning distinctly colder: “This Venerable is not from the Medicine King Valley.”

“How do I look like those stubborn old-timers who only focus on pills?!”

The voice contained anger, and since Qin Qingyi was asking for help, she naturally didn’t dare to provoke her, so she could only weakly reply without daring to speak again.

There was a moment of silence.

It seemed to have observed Zhou Zhixue’s injuries up close, and the voice couldn’t help but marvel.

“To be injured like this and still be alive now is already a miracle.”

“Moreover… this young girl has excellent root bones.” Seemingly having seen through Zhou Zhixue’s talent, the voice sighed again: “Innate sword bone, supreme-grade Ice Spiritual Root. The last time I saw such talent was in my Junior Sister.”

“I never expected that new talent would emerge, and this young girl is even more outstanding than her.”

“The injury is not severe; it’s just a shattered dantian (core) with wind blowing through it.”

The diagnosis was concluded in one sentence.

Qin Qingyi’s mouth twitched upon hearing this.

This is considered ‘not severe’?!

The person is practically dying! Instead of hurrying to save her, you spend half the time discussing it, only to conclude with ‘the injury is not severe’?!

Could you just give me a definitive answer on whether you can save her or not!!!

Qin Qingyi roared internally, but she couldn’t show it. After all, if she angered this capricious and unknown Venerable, her Junior Sister might truly perish here.

Perhaps the voice finally heard her desperate plea, as it slowly uttered a sentence:

“This Venerable can save her.”

Qin Qingyi suddenly looked up, unable to suppress the excitement in her heart, and immediately knelt down, kowtowing: “Venerable’s great kindness, Qingyi will never forget—”

“Hey—I haven’t finished speaking yet.”

The voice interrupted her before she could finish. This time, there was a hint of mockery.

“It is true that this Venerable can save her, but what can you give this Venerable in exchange?”

“If you want this Venerable to act and save a person, there is a price to pay.”

The voice was unhurried, but it was like a heavy hammer striking Qin Qingyi’s heart.

She dared not hesitate, afraid that the next second Zhou Zhixue would be beyond saving.

“Whatever Qingyi possesses, the Venerable may take it all. Qingyi will have no complaints whatsoever.”

She removed the Qiankun Bracelet from her wrist, bowed, and kowtowed again, her posture humble, her voice trembling: “I beg the Venerable to save my Junior Sister.”

Silence again.

Perhaps the prolonged silence made Qin Qingyi nervous. Unable to wait for an answer, she frantically looked up, thinking the Venerable had changed her mind and wasn’t planning to save them anymore.

“Venerable? Venerable?!”

She hurriedly got up, shouting anxiously in the cave.

This time, there was finally a response.

“What are you shouting about? She’s not dead yet.”

The attitude was poor, but the person was still there.

“I’ll save her first. As for the reward later, this Venerable will take it myself.”

After this sentence was spoken, a faint white phantom suddenly materialized out of thin air beside Zhou Zhixue.

It had hands and feet, but its face was blurry.

The entire phantom was very ethereal, seemingly a residual divine sense that was on the verge of dissipating in this location.

But at least they had agreed to save her.

The tightly strung nerve in Qin Qingyi’s mind finally did not snap.

She let out a sigh of relief, thinking she could finally give an account to her Master.

Otherwise, if her Junior Sister just went out with her once and came back gravely injured and near death, she would bear a great sin.

Thinking this, the regret in Qin Qingyi’s heart surfaced again.

If she hadn’t insisted on dragging her Junior Sister deep into the demon lair, they wouldn’t have reached this point.

But the white phantom did not give her a chance to regret. A single phrase, “Come and assist this Venerable,” pulled her over.

Seeing that this unknown Venerable had begun to examine Zhou Zhixue’s injuries, Qin Qingyi finally relaxed again. She stood quietly beside the still-unconscious Zhou Zhixue, waiting patiently for her to wake up.

“The dantian is broken. It needs something to mend it. This Venerable doesn’t have anything to repair it with. Do you have anything?”

The white phantom suddenly spoke, interrupting Qin Qingyi’s drifting thoughts.

Qin Qingyi quickly poured out everything from her Qiankun Bracelet and then, taking Zhou Zhixue’s hand, poured out the items from her bracelet as well.

“Do you see anything usable?”

She inquired cautiously.

The other party didn’t reply but stared at a mass of white, furry material that she had just poured out.

“Where did you get that thing?”

The white phantom pointed at the white, furry object and asked coldly.

Qin Qingyi followed the direction of her finger.

With just one look, she recognized what the item was.

For a moment, she couldn’t help but stammer.

“That is…”

“What is that?!” The voice now carried a hint of anger, more intense than before.

Qin Qingyi’s expression slightly changed, and she quickly replied: “Those are two fox tails.”

“I know they are fox tails. I’m asking where you got them?!” The overwhelming anger almost collapsed the cave. The person was so furious that they even forgot to refer to themselves as This Venerable.

Qin Qingyi closed her eyes and whispered: “Must I say it?”

The other party furiously: “Say it!”

“If you don’t say it, both of you will perish here today. This Venerable means what I say!!”

Qin Qingyi knew she couldn’t resist the other party. She took a deep breath, trying hard to keep her voice from breaking into a sob.

“Those are my tails!”