Transforming into a stunningly beautiful fox spirit, leaving a scar on the heart of a prodigy.

The sandstorm in the ruins of the fallen god gradually subsided.

The square in front of the Emperor's palace was deathly silent.

Chen Tianyou was carried away by the Chen family's protectors with grim faces. Before leaving, one of the protectors gave Chen Xuan a deep look, his eyes filled with a mysterious scrutiny, as if he was making a decision.

The Grand Elder of the Supreme Forgetfulness Sect stood on the high platform, holding a tightly sealed jade box in his hands.

As soon as the box was taken out, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and a nauseating stench of blood filled the air.

Holy Spirit Blood Crystal.

Legend has it that this is a ferocious creature formed from the essence and resentment of an ancient sage after his death.

Ordinary cultivators would avoid it at all costs. If one were to forcibly refine it, at best one's meridians would be shattered, and at worst one would lose all their mind and become a monster that only knows how to kill.

The Grand Elder frowned as he looked at Chen Xuan, who was dressed in rags and covered in blood, below the stage. "Chen Xuan, you are the champion of this competition. According to the rules, you can enter the treasure vault to choose a quasi-Emperor weapon or request a sacred herb. Although this Holy Spirit Blood Crystal is rare, it is an extremely ominous object. Do you really want to choose it?"

Disciples from various sects around them also turned their heads to look.

Why would Chen Xuan abandon a perfectly good divine weapon and choose a death warrant? Did he just get his brain damaged?

Chen Xuan stood below the stage, his body swaying slightly.

His hand holding the sword was still trembling uncontrollably, and the blood at the base of his thumb had already congealed into a dark brown color.

But his eyes were terrifyingly bright.

"My mind is made up."

Chen Xuan's voice was hoarse, but without the slightest hesitation: "I only want this."

The elder sighed, said no more, and waved his hand to present the jade box to Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan reached out and caught it.

The moment he touched it, a bone-chilling cold rushed from his palm straight to his sea of ​​consciousness, causing him to groan and a trickle of blood to spill from the corner of his mouth.

But he laughed.

His smile looked a little silly.

He turned around and presented the jade box to Su Chang'an as if it were a treasure. His usually cold and stern face now carried a hint of flattery: "Chang'an, I got it."

Su Chang'an looked at the jade box, then at Chen Xuan's deathly pale face.

She didn't reach out to take it.

This thing is the key material to break the seal, and it is her hope for regaining her freedom.

But for this broken stone, this fool almost lost his life.

Are you stupid?

Su Chang'an cursed, his voice trembling slightly: "For a worthless stone, you'd risk your life?"

Chen Xuan grinned, aggravating the wound on his face, causing him to wince in pain, but he still stubbornly shoved the box into her arms: "As long as I can save you, it's worth it even if I lose half my life or even break all my bones."

Su Chang'an felt as if something had struck his chest hard.

It was unbearably sour and astringent.

She snatched the jade box, tossed it into her storage ring, and then glared fiercely at Chen Xuan: "Shut up! One more word and I'll throw you here to feed the wolves!"

Seeing that she accepted it, Chen Xuan finally relaxed.

With that moment of relief, endless fatigue and excruciating pain surged forth like a tidal wave.

His body went limp, and he fell straight forward.

Instead of the expected cold ground, a warm and soft embrace caught him.

Su Chang'an caught Chen Xuan's falling body, his hands covered in sticky blood.

She panicked and quickly checked his pulse.

Fortunately, he was just exhausted and his external injuries were too severe, so he won't die.

"I really owe you one."

Su Chang'an cursed under his breath, but carefully adjusted his posture to make Chen Xuan more comfortable.

She looked up at the flying boat of the Supreme Forgetfulness Sect and coldly shouted, "What are you all standing there for? Come and carry them out!"

……

Broken love home.

The room was filled with the aroma of medicine.

Chen Xuan lay on the bed, his body wrapped in white strips of cloth, looking just like a rice dumpling.

Su Chang'an sat on the edge of the bed, holding a bowl of dark, murky medicinal soup in his hand.

This was a miraculous healing medicine she had scavenged from the Grand Elder, with the addition of several of her treasured spiritual herbs. Its medicinal effects were potent, but its taste was also exceptional.

Chen Xuan frowned, unable to sleep soundly even in his unconscious state.

My forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Su Chang'an sighed, picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of the medicinal soup, blew on it, and brought it to Chen Xuan's lips.

Open your mouth.

Chen Xuan did not react.

Su Chang'an grabbed his chin and forced the medicine down his throat.

"Cough cough..."

Chen Xuan was choked awake.

He groggily opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Su Chang'an's enlarged pretty face.

Her hair was as white as a waterfall, and her skin was as white as snow.

But those fox-like eyes, which usually held a hint of playfulness, were now filled with worry.

"Chang'an..."

Chen Xuan called out subconsciously, his voice hoarse beyond belief.

"woke up?"

Su Chang'an slammed the bowl down on the bedside table in an annoyed tone: "Drink it yourself when you're awake. Taking care of you all this way has exhausted your father."

Chen Xuan struggled to sit up, but the movement aggravated his wounds, causing him to gasp in pain.

But he didn't cry out in pain; he just stared intently at Su Chang'an.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?" Su Chang'an felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

"You cried?" Chen Xuan suddenly asked.

Su Chang'an stiffened, then exploded: "Bullshit! That was just sand in my eyes! Who cried for you? Don't flatter yourself!"

Chen Xuan didn't speak, he just looked at her quietly.

That gaze was so direct, so intense.

Su Chang'an felt a little guilty.

She turned her head away and snorted, "Hurry up and drink your medicine, and get better as soon as you finish. That Holy Spirit Blood Crystal has too much malevolent energy, and you'll have to rely on your brute strength to suppress it. Don't expect me to do anything."

Chen Xuan's lips curled up slightly.

He reached out and took the medicine bowl, not minding the heat, and drank it all in one gulp.

The bitter medicine slid down his throat, yet it made him feel cloyingly sweet inside.

"Chang'an".

Chen Xuan put down his bowl, looked at Su Chang'an's profile, and said softly, "Once I'm healed, we'll go break the formation."

Su Chang'an didn't turn around, but just gave a soft "hmm".

"Once we rescue your original body, we'll leave the Northern Region."

Chen Xuan continued, his tone filled with longing: "Go to the Central Continent, go to the Southern Wilderness, go wherever you want to go. No one will be able to lock you up anymore, and no one will dare to bully you again."

Hearing these words, Su Chang'an's eyes welled up with tears again.

She turned around and looked at the boy, who was covered in wounds but was still planning for the future.

Twenty years have passed.

The child who trembled with fear, clinging to her tail in the sealed cave, has now grown into a man who can shelter her from the wind and rain.

She always thought she was using him, trying to win him over.

But in the end, who won over whom?

"Alright, enough with the nonsense."

Su Chang'an stood up and tucked the blanket around him as if to cover up his mistake: "Go to sleep quickly, you can dream about anything."

After saying that, she turned to leave.

Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Chen Xuan's grip was very strong, with an undeniable force.

"Don't go."

Chen Xuan looked at her, his eyes resolute: "Stay with me for a while."

Su Chang'an struggled for a moment, but couldn't break free.

Looking into Chen Xuan's pleading eyes, her heart softened in the end.

"What a rebellious son."

She cursed, but sat back down on the edge of the bed.

Chen Xuan held her hand and slowly closed his eyes.

His breathing gradually became steady.

Su Chang'an let him hold her hand, feeling the warmth from his palm.

Outside the window, the wind and snow in the northern region remained fierce.

Inside, however, there was a warm atmosphere.

The anxiety that had been hanging over me finally subsided at this moment.