Star Martial Soaring Cloud

He turned his head with difficulty and looked to the side.

There was a mat on the ground, and Su Qinhe was sitting on it, leaning against the cave wall with her eyes closed, obviously asleep.

Her face was pale, with two obvious dark circles under her eyes, and her lips were cracked and dry. She looked extremely tired.

A surge of warmth welled up in Wang Xiao's heart. He knew that during the days he was unconscious, she must have been by his side, taking care of him without leaving his side.

This encounter is the biggest crisis he has faced since entering the Demon Island.

He originally thought that the only threats to him on the island were the strange beasts with the cultivation level of the Dragon Gate Realm, but in the end, man proposes, God disposes. He never expected that Lin Shisan would be able to break through the shackles of the Fish Leap Realm.

If it weren't for my own physical strength and that timely downpour, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Wang Xiao recalled the last moments before he fell into a coma—a torrential downpour was falling, and he used all his strength to escape from the mountains and forests, running wildly towards the cave, until he finally collapsed from exhaustion and lost consciousness.

If it weren't for Miss Su, I probably would have perished in that rain.

He opened his mouth, wanting to call her, but found his throat terribly dry, as if it had been scorched by fire, and could only utter a few weak, hoarse hissing sounds.

"Brother Wang, you're awake?"

Hearing the noise, Su Qinhe, who was standing guard nearby, instantly woke up, and the fatigue in her eyes was replaced by surprise.

She quickly moved closer, her voice filled with anxious concern: "How are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"

She got up hastily, and her movements were so rapid that she almost stumbled and fell. She quickly grabbed the cave wall to steady herself. She hadn't slept for two days, and her body had already reached its limit.

"Water..." Wang Xiao managed to squeeze out a single word.

"Okay, please wait a moment!"

Su Qinhe quickly picked up a wooden cup that had been prepared beforehand, poured warm water from another ceramic pot, and carefully brought it to Wang Xiao's lips, slowly feeding him the water.

As the warm water entered my throat, a warm current spread from my throat to my limbs, instantly relieving my dry throat.

He greedily drank several mouthfuls before stopping and letting out a long sigh of relief.

Su Qinhe put down the wooden cup, then took a ceramic bowl filled with porridge and said softly, "You just woke up and your body hasn't recovered yet. Drink some water to tide you over, then have some porridge to fill your stomach."

"Thank you for your trouble, Miss Su."

He nodded slightly, his gaze falling on the ceramic bowl in Su Qinhe's hand.

The porridge in the bowl was pale yellow and quite thick, with each grain of rice distinct. It was more like slightly softened rice than porridge.

A blush crept across Su Qinhe's face as she softly explained, "I... I'm not very good at cooking. This is my first time making porridge, and it might be... too thick."

Wang Xiao took the ceramic bowl, scooped a spoonful, and put it in her mouth.

He was stunned after just one bite—the porridge was far too thick and dry, making it extremely difficult to swallow and almost causing it to get stuck in his throat.

He swallowed the mouthful with difficulty, looked up at Su Qinhe, and saw her looking at him expectantly, her eyes full of concern, and a hint of barely perceptible nervousness.

Wang Xiao understood. This Holy Maiden of Fengyuxuan had probably never lifted a finger since childhood, yet now she was personally cooking porridge for him.

Although the taste of this porridge is really hard to describe.

He scooped up another spoonful and forced himself to swallow it, but the half-cooked rice grains got stuck in his throat and he couldn't get them down, making his face turn red.

Seeing his expression, Su Qinhe's expectation gradually turned into doubt, and then into worry: "What's wrong? Does it not taste good?"

"No, no!" Wang Xiao quickly waved her hand, "It's delicious! It's just..."

He paused, carefully choosing his words: "Miss Su, could you please add half a bowl of warm water to the porridge? Given my current condition, more water in the porridge will make it easier for me to…"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he realized it was inappropriate—didn't he sound like he was criticizing the porridge she cooked?

He quickly corrected himself: "That's not what I meant! I meant... this porridge is really delicious, but my injury hasn't healed yet, and my throat is still very dry, so I wanted to drink some water... no, there's already water in the porridge... oh dear!"

Wang Xiaoyue's explanations became increasingly confusing, so he finally shut up and looked at Su Qinhe with a look of utter despair.

Su Qinhe was taken aback at first, then burst out laughing.

She raised her hand to cover her lips, her eyebrows curved, her smile gentle and bright, as if the fatigue of the past few days had been washed away by this smile.

"Brother Wang, there's no need to be so formal. I cooked the porridge too thick. I'll go and add some warm water for you and cook you a fresh bowl."

"No need, no need." Wang Xiao quickly grabbed her hand, then realized it was too abrupt and quickly let go, saying awkwardly, "No need to trouble yourself, just some warm water will do. Miss Su, you've taken care of me for two days, you must be exhausted, go and rest. I'm fine now, I can take care of myself."

Su Qinhe shook her head, a determined glint in her eyes, and said earnestly, "I'm not tired. You just woke up, and your injuries are still serious. I have to stay with you. Besides, I also want to know what happened after you went out, how did you get so badly injured?"

Her tone was full of worry and doubt. For the past two days, she had been restless, constantly wondering what kind of danger Wang Xiao had encountered.

Looking into her tired yet still stubborn eyes, Wang Xiao knew she wouldn't give in easily, so he nodded gently, took a deep breath, and slowly spoke.

He recounted to Su Qinhe in detail his chance encounter with Niu Ben, their journey to pick the Immortal Ephemeral Flower, their subsequent encounter with Zhao Han and Yun Fei vying for the treasure, the appearance of the Twin Beauties of the North Pole, Lin Shisan's sudden attack on Feng Rujing and the absorption of his power, and his life-or-death battle with Lin Shisan, ultimately escaping by sheer luck during a heavy rain.

He deliberately omitted the fact that Niu Ben had sworn allegiance to him as his father, because he still found it absurd when he thought about it now.

"I wonder how Niu Ben is doing now?"

"Has he been looking for me these past two days?"

Su Qinhe listened quietly, her expression changing constantly as Wang Xiao recounted the story, from initial doubt to astonishment, and finally to regret and indignation.

When Su Qinhe heard that Lin Shisan had pierced Feng Rujing's chest and dug out his heart, her pupils contracted sharply, and her face was filled with disbelief and shock.

When she heard that Lin Shisan had absorbed Feng Rujing's power, broken through the Fish Leap Realm barrier, and possessed twice the strength of the Extreme Force, she turned pale.

When Wang Xiao recounted his desperate fight and how he barely escaped thanks to the heavy rain, Su Qinhe involuntarily clenched her clothes tightly with both hands, her fingertips turning pale from the force.

"This is terrifying..." Su Qinhe murmured. "I never imagined that there could be such cruel people in this world. Feng Rujing... Although I didn't know him well, I had heard of him for a long time. The leader of the Twin Beauties of the North Pole, he was gentle and kind, and he was especially caring towards his junior brothers and sisters. He was the pride of the North Pole Immortal Palace. I never thought... I never thought he would end up like this."

She paused, took a deep breath, and continued, "Lin Shisan is truly ruthless to the extreme. No one expected that he could hide it so well. I really can't believe that the Lin Shisan who usually has a gentle smile and seems harmless is such a cruel, crazy, and twisted person. Such forbearance and such scheming are truly terrifying."

She paused for a moment, her voice tinged with a hint of melancholy: "In the past, I was always troubled by the conflict between myself and Yan Zixi. I felt that we were both successors of Fengyuxuan, yet we had to compete with each other and be wary of one another, which made our lives too exhausting. But now, I think that our little dispute is really nothing. At least we don't have any deep-seated hatred, and we certainly won't fight to the death like they do, resorting to murder."

Su Qinhe's gaze gradually turned serious, and her tone became increasingly earnest: "Brother Wang, you must be extremely careful from now on. Lin Shisan will definitely not let this go and will find a way to kill you to silence you. From now on, on this Demon Island, you must be extra cautious in every move you make."

"What's even more terrifying is that, right now, no one knows Lin Shisan's true colors. They still think of him as the gentle and refined, exceptionally talented one of the Two Heroes of the North Pole. After you leave the Demon Island, the people from the North Pole Immortal Palace will definitely come looking for trouble with you. At that time, you will probably find yourself in a dilemma."

"The most pressing issue right now is that, after this battle, the title of the strongest island will likely change hands."

Wang Xiao nodded and said in a deep voice, "That's right. At that time, his body couldn't withstand that power for long, but after this battle, he will definitely benefit greatly. Once he fully adapts to that power and possesses strength that surpasses the limits of power, he will be the undisputed invincible fish leaping out of the water. Looking at the entire Demon Island, I'm afraid no one will be his match."