Transmigrating into the world of Jade Dynasty, I was targeted by the female lead in a reverse romanc

Although the young woman in colorful clothes had lost the Binding Immortal Rope, she somehow produced a pair of short, black thorns about three inches long. Her movements were elusive, and she specialized in attacking the lower body. The tips of the thorns had a faint blue hue, indicating that they were poisoned.

Jiang Xiaochuan shielded Lu Xueqi behind him, his God-Slaying Spear dancing in a dark red blur, deflecting all attacks with a clang. He stood firmly on his feet, refusing to retreat an inch.

The young woman in colorful clothes seized an opening, her figure gliding to his left side like a ghost. With her left hand, she feinted at his face with a short dagger, while with her right hand, she silently stabbed him three inches below his abdomen!

That place is a man's vital spot.

Jiang Xiaochuan was swinging his gun to deflect Jiang Laosan's short fork when he sensed the wind on his left. He was already a beat too late to defend, and he only had time to slightly turn his body.

"Sizzle—"

The sound of tearing cloth was exceptionally clear in the gaps between the clashes of weapons.

The short thorn stuck firmly three inches above his thigh, but didn't penetrate.

It was like being stabbed in oil-soaked cowhide; the tip only penetrated a little bit before it could go no further. The ordinary coarse cloth trousers, however, couldn't withstand the force and "whoosh," a large gash appeared at the point of impact, revealing the pale skin underneath and a faint, rapidly disappearing white spot on it.

The young woman in colorful clothes had a very interesting expression on her face.

First came astonishment, then disbelief and horror. Immediately afterward, her beautiful eyes involuntarily glanced at the tear and then to the side. Her pupils contracted sharply, and a faint blush, a mixture of astonishment and a strange radiance, appeared on her face.

Her lips moved, but no sound came out, though her eyes clearly said: So big... so...

Jiang Xiaochuan glanced down, his mind went blank, and a chill ran down his spine. His first thought was: Holy crap, I almost became a eunuch! If this had really happened, would I have to switch to practicing the Sunflower Manual?

He looked up at the complex expression on the young woman's face, forced a smile that was more like a grimace, and said, "Sister, where are you looking? It costs money."

Before he could finish speaking...

A chilling, bone-chilling killing intent, as if it could freeze the air itself, suddenly erupted from his side!

Lu Xueqi's originally pale face was now almost transparently white. Her usually aloof eyes were now unfathomable, churning with a kind of almost violent chill that Jiang Xiaochuan had never seen before.

Her gaze was fixed on the tear in Jiang Xiaochuan's trouser leg and the now-invisible white spot, before slowly shifting to the face of the woman in colorful clothes.

That look in his eyes didn't seem like he was looking at a living person.

"You," Lu Xueqi managed to utter only one word, her voice hoarse.

She didn't speak again, but simply raised Tianya, the tip of the sword pointing at the young woman in colorful clothes.

Sensing its master's intention, Tianya's blade shone brightly with blue light and emitted a high-pitched, clear ringing sound!

The sword light cascaded down like a waterfall, transforming into an incredibly solid azure light sword that tore through the air, carrying a resolute determination to destroy everything, and slashed towards the woman in colorful clothes!

This sword strike was more ruthless, faster, and more... reckless than when it cleaved through the mountains and rivers.

It was too fast. So fast that the eldest brother only had time to shout half a "Watch out!" and the blush on the young woman's face hadn't even completely faded yet.

"puff!"

A dull thud, like a blunt object striking a ripe watermelon.

The blue lightsaber pierced through the chest of the woman in colorful clothes and emerged from her back, leaving behind a cloud of warm, crimson blood mist.

The Tianya sword continued its momentum, plunging deep into the hard rock wall behind it, all the way to the hilt. The blade still hummed and vibrated, its blue light flickering intermittently.

The young woman in colorful clothes froze. She looked down at the bowl-sized, transparent hole in her chest, then looked up at Lu Xueqi blankly.

Her lips parted as if she wanted to say something, but only a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out. Her body swayed and then collapsed softly, her eyes still open, filled with horror and a trace of eerie, vivid color that hadn't yet faded.

For a fleeting moment, the cave was deathly silent.

The eldest brother, Wild Dog Taoist, Jiang Laosan, Liu Hao, and even Lin Feng, who was fighting Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu on the other side, all paused for a moment. Everyone was stunned by this sudden and extremely ruthless instant kill.

Lu Xueqi stood still, her body swaying slightly.

"Xueqi!" Jiang Xiaochuan's heart tightened, and he wanted to go over to help her, but was stopped by others.

With a clang, Tianya was pulled out of the rock wall and flew back to her, its tip lowered, blue light flowing around it, protecting its master.

But her hand holding the sword hilt was trembling slightly, her face was frighteningly pale, without a trace of blood, and even her lips were bluish.

That attack just now clearly exhausted her already meager strength, and may even have aggravated the internal injuries she sustained when she clashed with the Mountain and River Fan earlier.

She held on, not collapsing. But her gaze passed over the old man blocking her way and landed on Jiang Xiaochuan. Seeing the tear in his trousers and that he was still standing unharmed, the terrifying chill in her eyes subsided slightly, replaced by a deep, almost overflowing fear.

But then, the lingering fear was overwhelmed by an even deeper exhaustion, and her body swayed again, this time more noticeably.

"Bang!"

A loud crash came from the other side as Qi Hao's Frost Sword clashed head-on with Lin Feng's Mountain and River Fan, sending ice shards and yellowish-brown specks of light flying everywhere.

Lin Feng's fan was damaged, greatly reducing its power, but relying on his profound cultivation, he still fought Qi Hao to a standstill. Zeng Shushu wielded the Xuanyuan Sword, its purple light crisscrossing, and attacked from the side from time to time, forcing Lin Feng to retreat repeatedly.

Just then, a sharp whooshing sound suddenly pierced the air from afar!

Immediately following was Lin Feng's cry of pain: "Ah!"

Out of the corner of their eyes, everyone saw that Lin Feng's left shoulder had been pierced by a purple sword light, and blood was gushing out. It was Zeng Shushu who had seized the opportunity and launched a surprise attack with the Xuanyuan Sword, achieving victory in one fell swoop.

"You brat from Qingyun, how dare you hurt me!" Lin Feng was furious, his face contorted with rage. He could no longer care about anything else and swung the remaining half of the Mountain and River Fan hard with his right hand!

"BOOM—!!!"

A deafening roar, like thousands of muffled thunderclaps exploding simultaneously in the narrow space, shook the entire massive cavern!

The pebbles fell in a flurry, even causing the glowing boulder inscribed with "Abyss of the Dead" to tremble.

"Brother Lin, no...!" The eldest brother's face changed drastically, and he cried out urgently.

Before the words were even finished, everyone felt a sudden tremor beneath their feet!

It wasn't just the shock from the previous fight; the entire platform and the entire cave were shaking!

The ground groaned under the weight, and countless spiderweb-like cracks spread out with a "crackling" sound.

Looking again at Lin Feng's hand, the painting of the turbulent river on the landscape fan had disappeared, leaving only a blank space.

"Whoosh—!!!"

With a deafening roar that seemed to come from the depths of the earth, the ground beneath everyone's feet cracked and exploded!

Several enormous jets of water, carrying mud, sand and gravel, erupted wildly from the depths of the earth like angry dragons breaking free of their restraints!

The water jet was so powerful that it easily lifted the millstone-sized stones on the platform and threw them into the air!

Only the glowing boulder in front, inscribed with "Abyss of the Dead," remained motionless, emitting a steady white light that illuminated the apocalyptic scene.

"Be careful!"

"Retreat now!"

The gasps and shouts were drowned out by the deafening roar of the water.

The four members of the Qingyun Sect were the first to be hit, as the raging torrent of water surged in from all directions, overwhelming them.

Qi Hao's ice wall shattered after only a moment, and Zeng Shushu's protective purple light was also flickering. The two were thrown backward by the immense force, crashing into the stone wall behind them with muffled groans.

The moment the water jet shot out, Jiang Xiaochuan instinctively lunged towards Lu Xueqi. He was not far from her, only about ten feet away.

But the water flow was too fast and too strong; when he reached out, his fingertips almost touched her sleeve.

In that instant, he suddenly felt a sharp contraction in the cold depths of his left chest.

thump.

It felt heavy and empty, as if something had suddenly sunk and plunged into boundless darkness.

He saw Lu Xueqi being hit head-on by a thick jet of water. She was already exhausted, and the blue light of Tianya was protecting her, but she was still shaken violently by the water.

She groaned, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth again, and her body floated away like a kite with a broken string.

The direction they flew towards was behind that giant rock, to that mysterious, dark abyss that swallowed all light.

There was no light, no sound, only pure, chilling blackness.

Jiang Xiaochuan's mind went blank. All his calculations, plot, and safety vanished, leaving only one thought, pure as instinct.

He pushed off with his feet, ignoring the short fork that Jiang Laosan was thrusting at him from the side, and even the crimson light that had cut another gash on his shoulder.

He flew with all his might toward the azure figure drifting into the darkness.

The water roared around him, and pebbles brushed against his body. He stretched out his hand, and stretched it out again.

Lu Xueqi seemed to have lost all her strength, letting the water carry her, tumbling towards the edge of the abyss.

She stared with her eyes open at the rapidly approaching darkness, her face expressionless, only a faint, almost bewildered calm. Then, she turned her head slightly, as if trying to look in his direction.

My hand finally grasped your wrist.

Cold, delicate, with a slight tremor.

Jiang Xiaochuan felt a sense of relief, followed by a sudden tightening. The immense force carried them relentlessly, plunging straight into the abyss!

"Junior Brother Jiang—!"

"Junior Sister Lu—!"

Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu's horrified shouts came from the distant sky, but were quickly drowned out by the sound of wind and water.