Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Outside the city, in a dense forest.

"Big Sister! Sister Xi'er! Over here!!"

Yue'er led a group of "Great Love Alliance" brothers out of their hiding place.

They were all waiting there in advance to provide backup.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing that Zhou Xiyan and Zhou Xier were safe and sound.

"Boss, where's Young Master Yang?"

"Why... can't I see him?"

The moon looked around and realized that one important face was missing.

This sentence instantly shattered the joyful atmosphere.

The grief that Zhou Xiyan had just forcibly suppressed could no longer be contained at this moment.

Her eyes instantly reddened, and her voice was choked with uncontrollable sobs.

"Yang Xian, he..."

"In order to rescue us, he stayed behind alone to cover our retreat and was... trapped in the 'Heavenly Net Demon-Slaying Formation'."

"Now I'm afraid...it's already..."

"Waaaaah..."

In the end, Zhou Xiyan couldn't continue speaking and suddenly hugged Yue'er beside her.

The sorrow and regret that had accumulated along the way finally burst forth at this moment.

The surrounding allies were all stunned.

Did I see that right...? The boss... she cried?

I've been with my eldest sister for five years, and I've never seen her cry, let alone have her eyes red!

She's colder than ice and harder than steel!

The usual boss lady, decisive and ruthless, unfazed even in the face of a collapsing mountain, has never shown this side of her before...

This was the first time they had ever seen Zhou Xiyan cry so bitterly for a man, like a little girl.

For a moment, everyone felt a mix of emotions.

"Young Master Yang... he is truly a man of great righteousness."

"Yes, to save the eldest sister and Xi'er... to be honest, they were mortal enemies before, yet they were willing to sacrifice themselves."

"Such magnanimity, such chivalry... is rarely seen in the world!"

"Compared to Young Master Yang, those guys from the Heavenly Dao Alliance who spout nonsense about benevolence and morality are nothing but a pile of dog shit! Bah!"

"All of them combined are no match for even a single finger of Young Master Yang!"

"Young Master Yang is the true gentleman..."

The moon gently patted Zhou Xiyan's trembling back, clumsily comforting her:

"Big Sister, don't be too sad. Young Master Yang is a lucky man, and besides, he's so strong, he'll definitely... he'll definitely be alright."

But even she herself felt that these words were pale and powerless.

Heavenly Net Demon-Slaying Formation.

That is the strongest killing formation passed down by the Heavenly Dao Alliance for three hundred years. To this day, no one who has entered this formation has ever survived.

Moreover, so much time has passed; even if we were to lead our men back now, it would probably be too late.

"No...it's all my fault..." Zhou Xiyan buried her face in Yue'er's shoulder, her voice hoarse and filled with endless self-blame.

"It's all my fault! If he hadn't been saving us, he could have easily escaped!"

"I should be the one left there! I should be the one who dies!"

"Why did I used to curse him...why did I used to wish him dead..."

"How could I not have realized he was being framed... How could I have been so stupid..."

Just as everyone was immersed in grief and indignation.

From deep within the forest, a faint sound of footsteps suddenly came.

"rustle……"

"Who?!"

One of the alliance members on guard duty immediately shouted in a low voice, "Footsteps! Could it be the Heavenly Alliance's lackeys chasing after us?"

Everyone immediately became alert, drawing their weapons and protecting Zhou Xiyan and her sister in the center.

Zhou Xiyan also suddenly raised her head, quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and only cold killing intent remained in her beautiful eyes.

She gritted her teeth and snatched the long sword from Yue'er's waist.

Despicable lackeys of the righteous path!

Today, I will make you pay for Yang Xian's crime in blood!

Everyone held their breath, using the faint moonlight filtering through the leaves to stare intently at the approaching black figure.

Nearly.

Closer!

The next moment, Zhou Xiyan moved!

"Whoosh—!"

A sharp sword light tore through the night, carrying her deep grief and indignation, and pierced straight for the attacker's throat!

However, just as the tip of the sword was about to touch the other person's skin, she finally saw that face clearly.

Zhou Xiyan's pupils suddenly contracted, and she jerked her wrist, using all her strength to stop the sword strike.

The sharp sword tip finally hovered less than half an inch in front of the person's neck, and the sword energy had even cut a thin bloodstain.

The newcomer was covered in blood, dressed in rags, and his face was as pale as paper. The aura emanating from him was extremely weak.

It was clear that he had been through an unimaginable battle, and his injuries were extremely serious.

"Yang...Xian?"

"Young Master Yang!"

"Brother Yang!"

Yue'er and Zhou Xi'er also exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

Yang Xian looked at the sword hanging in front of his throat, forced a weak, bitter smile.

"happy Yan... are you... trying to repay kindness with enmity?"

"Clang!"

The longsword slipped from her hand and fell to the ground.

Zhou Xiyan was startled by these words and quickly stepped forward, explaining incoherently:

"No! No! I'm sorry! Yang Xian, I didn't know it was you!"

"I...I absolutely did not mean to attack you! I thought it was the Heavenly Alliance chasing after us! I..."

The girl was afraid that Yang Xian would misunderstand her, hate her, and then... leave her.

Even Zhou Xiyan herself didn't know why she cared so much about this man's opinion.

Yang Xian chuckled inwardly as he watched her panicked expression.

Acting is indeed a skill.

He waved his hand, his voice barely audible.

"It's okay... I believe you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Xian swayed, his eyes glazed over, and he collapsed weakly forward.

Zhou Xiyan instinctively opened her arms and caught him steadily in her embrace.

Since his transmigration, Yang Xian has always been the target of unwanted advances from young women.

Now, it's finally his turn to take the initiative.

"Yang Xian!"

Zhou Xiyan quickly took out a porcelain bottle from her bosom, poured out a few fragrant pills, and said, "Here, eat them quickly..."

She carefully fed the pill into Yang Xian's mouth.

Feeling the terrifying severity of his injuries, my heart ached.

Then, Zhou Xiyan picked Yang Xian up and ran wildly towards the direction of Shattered Shadow Valley.

"Hang in there, I'll take you back to heal your wounds right away!"

……

The night wind howled past my ears.

Having witnessed the groundwork laid by two major events, Yang Xian knew that his opportunity had arrived.

He opened his eyes at just the right moment in my arms:

"Xiyan... talk to me for a few minutes..."

"I'm afraid... if I close my eyes this time, I'll never be able to open them again."

Zhou Xiyan's heart skipped a beat, and she ran even faster, hurriedly saying, "I can chat with you, but you're not allowed to say such silly things again! You'll be alright!"

Yang Xian smiled gently:

"I know my own body... I'm afraid I won't make it to tomorrow."

"But it's fine... I have no parents and no ties, so if I die... no one will care."

"Who says nobody cares!" Zhou Xiyan could no longer control her emotions, her voice trembling with tears.

"I'll care! Xi'er will care too! Everyone in the 'Heaven and Earth One Family, Great Love Alliance' will care! So you must live!"

But Yang Xian's eyes began to look "dazed":

"I think... I can see my parents waving at me..."

"What a pity... I was so focused on practicing my skills before, I didn't even have time to... get married..."

"Now... I'm afraid my Yang family... will be without an heir..."