It should have been a kiss without any emotions, but amidst the flames rising high up the sky and within the startling pool of blood, it looked unusually tragic.
The bodies of the two were tightly attached to each other, their bodies burning hot all over, and the flames that were burning fiercely seemed to want to destroy them alongside it.
At this moment, Xie Wuyan most definitely was also being affected by the burning blood, feeling the same scorching pain that was within her body.
Yet it seemed like he didn’t feel any pain. He didn’t loosen his grip even the slightest bit. Instead, he gradually tightened the hand clasped on Shen Wanqing’s back.
Shen Wanqing could smell the bloody smell that reminded her of rust between her lips and teeth.
She could also clearly feel Xie Wuyan’s piercingly cold breath. It was like a seared fish had touched the water, and the pain was gradually being shared.
Xie Wuyan’s power penetrated into her body, as if splitting open a channel, drawing the blazing fire out and introducing it into his own body.
After most of the power was distributed away, Shen Wanqing was no longer in so much suffering.
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Shen Wanqing subconsciously wanted to stop him.
The flames surrounding the young man seemed to feel something, and at the moment her thought came into existence, they compressed towards him with a “boom”.
A scream at the top of his lungs.
Before the youth had time to cast a spell, his soul was burnt to dust.
Shen Wanqing was stunned for a second, looking down at her hands, feeling the insurgence of spiritual power in her body slowly dissipating.
Originally, she had wanted to leave a living captive to give the Xuantian Sect an explanation, but she didn’t think this force would be even more unruly than expected.
However, at this moment, flames suddenly rose behind her.
Shen Wanqing turned her head in shock.
Xie Wuyan knelt on the ground, his back straight. His head was lowered, his black hair stained with blood, covering up his face.
His body was on fire, blood stains crawling up onto his face, and his robe was completely soaked with blood.
Shen Wanqing knew what kind of pain it was, yet not a single word came out of his mouth, like a dead person, not making any sound.
Shen Wanqing leaned down quickly and held onto his arm.
For the first time, she didn’t feel the familiar coldness from his body. It was as if she had directly touched a stove and it burned her palms.
“Xie Wuyan.” She called softly.
He didn’t speak; he didn’t even lift his eyes.
The blood went all the way down his neck and splashed onto the ground, drop by drop.
Shen Wanqing furrowed her brows, her voice trembling slightly.
Finally, Xie Wuyan raised his head.
He opened his eyes and his eyes were a startling blood-red color. His gaze focused on her face with difficulty. Just like so, he looked at her calmly, moving the corner of his lips, but unable to say a word.
Suddenly, the fire ignited again.
“Wanqing!” Ji Feichen, who was beside them, noticed something was wrong, “Quickly, get out of there!”
The power in Xie Wuyan’s body had to be drawn out.
Otherwise he would be burned alive.
Shen Wanqing did not leave, but at this moment, Xie Wuyan raised his hand and put it on her shoulder.
In the next second, she was pushed out by Xie Wuyan and slammed into the empty ruins, pushing her away to a safe enough distance.
The fire was overwhelming.
Shen Wanqing’s pupils dilated, and before she could step forward, she was grabbed by Ji Feichen who had rushed over.
“Don’t go over!”
The disciples and elders of the Xuantian Sect looked on guard, but no one dared to approach him.
After a long time, the fire finally went out.
Shen Wanqing broke free of Ji Feichen’s hand and knelt down beside Xie Wuyan.
She looked at Xie Wuyan, who was soaked in blood and full of wounds, carefully stretching out her hand to test his breath through his nose.
….There wasn’t any breathing.
She didn’t know why, but Shen Wanqing suddenly felt her eyes go sore and the tip of her nose ached. She was about to drop a tear when Xuanniao, who had been hiding in the bone ring, suddenly jumped out again.
Xuanniao stopped beside Xie Wuyan, like a widow who had just lost her husband, and threw itself upon him and began to twitch, its wings shaking, seeming to cry in utter grief.
Shen Wanqing was silent for a while.
The tears that had almost burst out from being touched and shocked were suppressed.
She glanced at Xuanniao, then looked at Xie Wuyan, who was lying on the ground like a corpse. She then straightened up and dusted off her palms: “I’ll bury you, rest assured, I will choose a good grave for you.”
Xuanniao looked as if it had been struck by thunder, and its crying motion stopped in place.
“You’re quite cruel.”
Suddenly, Xie Wuyan’s voice rang over leisurely.
He laughed dully, then slowly raised his eyes, a smile twinkling in his eyes. Although he looked wounded all over, his gaze still carried a hint of mocking.
It looked like he was actually fine.
How could he pretend to die to scare her.
Shen Wanqing began to get a little angry when she thought about the tears that had almost burst out before. She raised her hand to hit Xie Wuyan’s chest to vent her anger, but was afraid of touching his wounds, so she raised her hand and stopped for a while before landing a blow on Xuanniao’s head.
Xuanniao was so frightened that it flopped over.
Xie Wuyan laid on the ground without moving, looking at her with a smile: “How did you guess it?”
Shen Wanqing: “Not only did Xuanniao act too much, but it was also very fake. Thinking about it, the night you pretended to be injured while catching the Painted Skin Ghost, hadn’t Xuanniao also cried like this?”
…Xie Wuyan glanced at Xuanniao eerily.
Xuanniao immediately hid in the bone ring with a quiver.
Shen Wanqing stretched out her hand to him: “Let me help you get up.”
“I can’t get up.” Xie Wuyan said lightly. “My internal organs were almost shifted by your fire. I couldn’t tell before, you’re quite incredible.”
Such a sentence aroused Shen Wanqing’s d*mned guilt again.
She squatted down beside Xie Wuyan again, drooping her eyelids, and after a long time, she said softly, “Thank you~.”
“How will you thank me?”
Shen Wanqing racked her brains: “How about as long as it’s within my abilities to achieve it, I’ll promise you a request?”
“…Let’s each take a step back, two.”
Xie Wuyan glanced at her up and down, thought about it, and then nodded: “Deal.”
Then, he stood up from the ground, passed by the dumbfounded Shen Wanqing, and walked straight to Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing who had stood aside to make room for the two of them.
Shen Wanqing was full of question marks: “?”
Who just said that their internal organs had shifted?
In fact, Xie Wuyan should have died originally.
He forcibly broke through the Sealing Curse and used his own demonic power as a bait to draw out the insurgence of spiritual power within Shen Wanqing.
But Shen Wanqing’s physique was too special.
Her soul and flesh and blood were all treasures coveted by both the mortal and demon realm. In addition, Xie Wuyan was probably the only person in this world who could control this power besides Shen Wanqing.
So the fire not only didn’t affect him, but even suppressed the Sealing Curse in his body.
“Elder! We’ve checked, it was indeed a member of the Heavenly Dao Palace who died. And our disciples who were sent to take care of Miss Shen were all killed, but looking at the wounds on their bodies, it should have been caused by him alone.”
After examining the corpse, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect quickly reported to the elder: “He used the Face Disguise Technique1In Ancient china, this is a technique that involves using a fake (or real) face skin to place on top of your face to become another person. I am afraid he murdered Junior Wangqing not long ago…”
The elder’s complexion was pale.
He glanced at the corpses around him.
In fact, after seeing the Golden Shield, he already knew.
This treasure was indeed owned by the Heavenly Dao Palace.
The elder was a smart man.
Just thinking about it, the spy planted by the Heavenly Dao Palace suddenly risked it all; they were clearly coming for the Blood Burning Technique.
Hundreds of years ago, there were constant battles between the clans.
This was until the Heavenly Dao Palace appeared, with their force, they had overridden all the various sects.
Since then, the Heavenly Dao Palace implanted spies in all of the major sects and clans.
They were always on guard against the emergence of stronger contenders who could surpass them, wanting to cut off all the sprouts before they grew.
“Elder, looking at this, are you sure that you want to imprison Shen Wanqing in the Xuantian Sect?” Ji Feichen turned around and asked in a cold voice.
Although Xuantian Sect was now a famous clan, in front of the Heavenly Dao Palace, they were still nobodies.
In this situation, if any sect were to let Shen Wanqing stay, it was like sending a dangerous signal to the Heavenly Dao Palace.
The Xuantian Sect could not take on this risk.
The elder was silent for a long time, and then sighed: “Although I don’t know if the spy had enough time to release the news, if the Heavenly Dao Palace discovers that they cannot sense his presence, they will definitely send someone to investigate.”
Feng Yaoqing fixed her attention: “In that case, Wanqing cannot stay in the Xuantian Sect any longer.”
Ji Feichen understood what she meant: “We will leave in two days.”
Before leaving, Feng Yaoqing persuaded Shen Wanqing to make a visit to go see Zeng Ziyun who was currently being confined.
“After all, the two of you were friends.” Feng Yaoqing persuaded patiently, “Although Xiao Yun is indeed impulsive, she is still good in nature. However, she is just too easily hot-headed, so she wasn’t thinking properly in that moment of time.”
Shen Wanqing felt that what Feng Yaoqing said was right.
But this was not in conflict with her wanting to choke Zeng Ziyun to death.
So Shen Wanqing went, mainly to find a chance to see if she could assassinate her without leaving a trace.
The result was, as soon as she entered the confinement, she found seven or eight disciples from the Xuantian Sect standing up straight and staring at her with serious expressions.
…It seems that there was no chance.
Zeng Ziyun also showed her temper on her face and sneered at her as soon as she came in: “You are not dead yet?”
Shen Wanqing was too lazy to even step in, simply leaning against the door, listening patiently to her passionate speech.
Sure enough, Zeng Ziyun was indeed very passionate: “I don’t know what kind of nonsense you are spouting in front of Sister Feng, want me to apologize to you? I just told the truth. Your evil techniques can be kept hidden momentarily, but can they be kept hidden forever? Do you know, in order to save you, Big Brother Xie—”
“Coincidentally, Big Brother Xie saved me once again.” Shen Wanqing began to talk b*tchily, deliberately using a soft voice, “He was really gentle~.”
“You! You have no shame!” Zeng Ziyun gritted her teeth, “Big Brother Xie also saved me, so stop boasting.”
Then, the two began a fierce quarrel:
“Then, I even hugged him, have you hugged him?”
“How could that be possible!”
“We’ve hugged many times~.”
“I’m so troubled~, he keeps clinging to me.”
“You are speaking nonsense!”
“No way?” Shen Wanqing looked as if she felt sorry for her, “Is there really someone who hasn’t been hugged by the man she loves? That’s so pitiful~.”
Zeng Ziyun rolled up her sleeves and almost rushed over to strangle her neck, but was stopped by the guard on the side.
Shen Wanqing was satisfied.
Even if she couldn’t strangle her to death, she could piss her off to her death.
However, just as she walked out happily, as soon as she looked up, she saw Xie Wuyan leaning against the door.
Xie Wuyan: “Clinging to you?”
Edited by Zzz
[Translator’s Note: And our ML lives!! I still think it’s so special that he saved her, they are made for each other since he’s the only one in this world who will not be burned to death by her Blood Burning Technique. And once again, our ML pops up just when our FL is lying/exaggerating! Hehehe so cute!]
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ooh I wonder how he’s gonna use those too requests. They are the best couple! Thanks for the chapter!
hoho yes we shall see what our ML will make our FL do~~
LOL, I CAN ALREADY IMAGINE THEIR REACTIONS!! Thank you for the chapter Dian!
They’re so cute!! Can’t they just marry already? Thanks for the updates!!
Hehe yes I’ll be first at their wedding <3333
ML definitely has a sixth about FL’s theatrical acts lol (´∀｀)