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Panic and gasps erupted from the audience! Even Dao Xuan Zhenren and the other chief disciples paled and stood up abruptly!

Master Shuiyue's face turned deathly pale, and she cried out in alarm, "Xueqi! No!"

Lu Xueqi stood in mid-air, her clothes fluttering and her black hair dancing wildly.

She felt as if a devastating force, like a bursting dam, surged into her body from the dark clouds in the sky!

It felt as if all the meridians in my body were being torn apart, my blood and qi were churning, and my internal organs felt like they were about to burst!

Her face turned from white to red, her body trembled violently, and finally she coughed up a mouthful of blood!

The light of the Tianya Divine Sword swayed violently. Lu Xueqi gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and concentrated all her energy into the sword. She barely managed to stabilize the sword light, which only made it more dazzling and pointed straight to the sky!

In that life-or-death moment, Lu Xueqi's heart strangely calmed down.

She opened her eyes, her gaze piercing through the wind and rain, looking at the figure in the distance.

He stood there, head tilted back, his face showing no fear, only excitement and anticipation.

It was as if the earth-shattering thunder before them was not a calamity, but a grand feast.

That's the look in his eyes. Clear, open, and with a burning intensity.

The image of her being pulled along in the rain and told her that the thunder was just "clouds fighting" strangely overlapped with that of the little figure from years ago.

He has always been like this.

Despite its seemingly lazy nature, it always reveals its dazzling yet "despicable" core at crucial moments.

It left her helpless, yet... unable to look away.

As she drew upon this uncontrollable force of heaven and earth, amidst the excruciating pain of her meridians threatening to burst, she looked at him, and a single, crystal-clear thought suddenly welled up within her:

"If...if you could even catch a blow like that."

"Does that prove that you and I are from the same world?"

Does this prove that you... can handle all my anxieties, clumsiness, cautious approaches, and occasional outbursts of temper?

Eyes facing each other.

Amidst the bleak wind and rain, she stood alone facing the immense power of heaven and earth; her figure was fragile yet resolute, a beauty that was heartbreaking.

"bring it on!!!"

Jiang Xiaochuan shouted, but his voice was almost drowned out by the strong wind.

Lu Xueqi exerted all her strength and unleashed her sword technique!

"boom!!!!!!!!!"

At the center of the vortex, the enormous pillar of light, which gathered endless lightning power, was like a celestial river pouring down, tearing through the sky with a world-destroying momentum, and slashing straight down!

A blinding white light instantly engulfed everything!

Everyone instinctively closed their eyes, and all they could hear was the deafening roar of the collapsing heaven and earth and the thunderous roar of rampant energy!

Jiang Xiaochuan dispersed his protective spiritual energy and opened his arms.

come on.

He thought to himself, "Let me see just how tough this body, modified by the Bloodthirsty Beads and Soul-Stealing Techniques, really is."

The white light engulfed him.

……

For a long time. For a long time.

It felt like an eternity.

The blinding white light and deafening roar gradually dissipated.

The dark clouds in the sky quickly dispersed, revealing a clear blue sky and bright sunshine once again.

Only the lingering smell of burning and the residual aura of thunder in the air proved that the apocalyptic scene was not an illusion.

People looked up in a daze, staring blankly at the ring.

In the center of the arena, a charred mess rose in wisps of smoke. A figure was plummeting straight down from mid-air.

That's Jiang Xiaochuan.

His clothes were torn to shreds and charred black, his skin covered in horrible cracks and emitting black smoke. He looked as if he had been thrown into a furnace and was curled up in a huddled position. His hair stood on end, forming an afro.

He did not fall to the ground.

Lu Xueqi rushed forward and caught him steadily.

Tian Buyi rushed onto the stage in an instant, hurriedly pulled out a jade bottle from his pocket, poured out several large yellow pills, and stuffed them into Jiang Xiaochuan's mouth.

"Xiao Chuan! Xiao Chuan! How are you? Speak!" Tian Buyi's voice trembled, and his chubby face lost its usual sternness, replaced by panic.

Jiang Xiaochuan coughed twice and exhaled a puff of black smoke.

He opened his eyes, which were quite bright, but his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Master... um... I think I'm fine. It's just... a little numb."

Tian Buyi was stunned for a moment, then became so angry that his mustache stood on end. He slapped him on the forehead: "You bastard! You dare to withstand the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique head-on! Are you asking for death?!"

Jiang Xiaochuan grimaced as he was slapped, coughed a few times, and exhaled a puff of black smoke.

Black smoke sprayed all over Lu Xueqi's face, who was closest to the smoke.

"I'm sorry."

Jiang Xiaochuan was a little embarrassed, "I've gotten your face dirty."

Lu Xueqi did not react.

She stared blankly at Jiang Xiaochuan.

When she caught him, because his clothes were torn to shreds, she accidentally... saw something she shouldn't have seen.

What is that...?

Her mind went blank for a moment, and her face instantly turned bright red, the color spreading all the way to the roots of her neck.

Fortunately, the black smoke sprayed onto his face made it impossible to see.

Jiang Xiaochuan's mind went blank, and he fainted.

Lu Xueqi snapped out of her daze, hurriedly tore off her outer robe, wrapped it around Jiang Xiaochuan, wrapped him up tightly, picked him up horizontally, and rushed off the stage.

"Get out of the way!" Her voice was cold and unquestionable.

The crowd instinctively parted to make way for each other.

Lu Xueqi carried Jiang Xiaochuan, her azure figure weaving swiftly through the crowd as she ran towards Dazhu Peak.

The audience was left speechless.

Can one withstand the divine sword's lightning control technique?

Still...still alive?

Tian Buyi stood there, watching Lu Xueqi carry Jiang Xiaochuan away, then looked at the charred marks on the stage. He opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything for a long time.

Su Ru walked to his side and gently took his hand.

"It's alright," she said softly, her voice trembling slightly. "Xiao Chuan... he's tough."

……

Lu Xueqi carried him and flew back on her sword.

The wind was strong, and it stung her face. She simply hugged the person in her arms even tighter.

The blue light of Tianya was dazzlingly bright beneath her feet. She urged it on quickly, and the sword hummed.

The only sound on the road was the wind.

She glanced down. Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes were closed, his face was dark, and his hair stood on end like a clump of bristling grass. There was also some blood at the corner of his mouth.

But his breathing... seemed quite steady. His chest rose and fell gently, he didn't look like he was about to die.

The tension in her heart eased slightly. But her hands still trembled.

Just now, when that lightning struck the arena, she felt her heart stop. The white light engulfed everything; she couldn't see anything. When the light dissipated, she saw him falling straight down, like a tattered sack.

She rushed forward and caught him. He was heavy, but lighter than she had expected. His body was limp and powerless. She tore off her outer robe and wrapped it around him, her hands sticky, she couldn't tell if it was blood or something else. The robe quickly became soaked, warm and damp.

She dared not look at his face. She simply held him and flew towards Dazhu Peak.

My mind was a mess. It was all the images from just now. He stood there with his arms outstretched, looking up at the sky, his eyes frighteningly bright, shouting, "Come on!" Like a fool. Neither dodging nor avoiding, directly confronting the Divine Sword Thunder Control Technique. What else could he be but a fool?

But she is... she is...

Her throat tightened. She swallowed hard, suppressing the sour taste.

Now is not the time to think about this. We need to get back quickly. Uncle Tian has medicine. He can save her. He definitely can.

She flew even faster.

The sixth room on the left side of the corridor next to Shoujing Hall on Dazhu Peak.

Lu Xueqi carried Jiang Xiaochuan into the room and gently placed him on the bed. The bed frame creaked softly.

She stood by the bed, catching her breath.

My palms were sweaty and sticky.

The outer robe was still wrapped around him, now completely black and red, its original color unrecognizable.

She hesitated for a moment, then reached out to untie it.

My fingers touched his chest, and through the soaked fabric, I could feel the warmth of his skin beneath, and... the slight rise and fall of his skin.

Thank goodness. Still alive.

She steadied herself and quickened her movements.