Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

"Fool!"

Fu Xuan shouted those two words in a fit of rage.

She was a Celestial Being, and her abundant blessings and self-healing abilities meant that even if she took several sword strikes, they wouldn't be fatal. But Lu Ze was different.

He had not received any blessing; he was merely a body of flesh and blood with little ability to recover. If those swords were to pierce his vital points, he would likely die on the spot, without even being able to save him.

The purple light from her fingertips shot out the instant she finished speaking, accurately striking the monk closest to Lu Ze, who turned into ashes and scattered on the ground.

But she only had time to kill this one.

The other three swords had already reached Lu Ze, drawing three cold streaks under the cafeteria lights.

But the sword was not aimed at Lu Ze himself, but at the cell phone in his pocket.

Before Lu Ze could think about why, his internal energy surged wildly at the critical moment, and a pale golden energy shield suddenly appeared in front of him.

With a sharp, piercing clang, the sword tip struck the shield, sparks flying.

The shield trembled violently, and fine cracks appeared on its surface, like ice being hit by a stone.

The power of the three swords was greatly reduced by the shield, but the remaining impact force still penetrated the barrier.

The sword tip pierced the phone in the pocket, the impact sending it flying through the air, spinning before crashing into a pile of broken porcelain shards in the corner of the cafeteria, screen down, its condition unknown.

Having struck successfully, the three monks did not pause; their swords, still poised to strike Lu Ze, continued their attack.

His true energy shield had been completely shattered by that attack and could not be reassembled in a short time.

Lu Ze felt three cold, piercing pains almost simultaneously in his shoulder, waist, and chest—the tip of the sword pierced through his clothes, into his flesh, and was quickly pulled out.

Warm blood gushed from the wound, instantly soaking his clothes like three rapidly expanding dark red flowers.

He staggered back two steps, his knees buckled, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The three monks ignored Lu Ze who had fallen and rushed past him toward the cell phone that had fallen in the corner.

Just then, a troop of fully armed Cloud Cavalry filed in, the clanging of armor and the sound of hurried footsteps instantly filling the entire canteen.

Seeing the rapidly approaching Cloud Cavalry, the three monks stopped in their tracks. Without any hesitation, they simultaneously raised their swords, reversed their blades, and thrust them forcefully into their own chests.

The three bodies turned into fine, sand-like ashes the moment the sword pierced them, just like their companions before them.

Three more sets of empty monk robes and three thin swords appeared on the floor.

After the entire attack, only ten sets of monks' robes and ten rapiers were left behind; not even the remains of a single corpse were left.

"Cough cough..."

Lu Ze lay on the ground, struggling to pull a pill from his storage bag.

The pill was round and slightly cool. He put it in his mouth and swallowed it along with the blood in his mouth.

The moment the pill entered his throat, a gentle warmth slowly spread from his dantian.

Immediately afterwards, his vision began to go black in waves, and the intense dizziness caused by excessive blood loss surged up like a tide.

Before his consciousness completely disappeared, he vaguely heard someone calling his name.

"Luze!"

Fu Xuan had already rushed to his side. She squatted down and gently lifted his upper body off the ground with both hands, letting him lean against her.

She pressed one hand against the wound on his chest that was still bleeding, and the other hand against the wound on his waist that was also bleeding. With both hands pressing down at the same time, the space between her fingers was quickly filled with warm blood.

Her fingers trembled slightly. Her hands, which could usually be precise on the divination board without ever going astray, were now pressing on his wound, yet they were shaking uncontrollably.

The medicine began to take effect, and the blood flow from the wound gradually slowed down, changing from a gurgling flow to a slow oozing.

Fu Xuan could feel the warm current flowing under her palm gradually weakening, but she dared not let go and continued to press down firmly.

The Cloud Cavalry surrounded them, and the leading squad leader, seeing Lu Ze covered in blood, immediately turned and shouted to his subordinates, "There's a wounded soldier! Get him to the Pill Refining Division immediately!"

The stretcher was quickly brought over.

Fu Xuan followed the stretcher out. Her hands were covered in Lu Ze's blood, and her clothes were stained with several bright red marks, but she didn't notice any of this.

Those golden eyes were fixed on the pale-faced man on the stretcher.