Chapter 232: Jiujiu, are you here?
“There are only two ways to strengthen relationships between people—enjoying the good times together or facing a common enemy as a unified front,” Ye Anping said as he perched on a tree branch, calmly observing Yun Yiyi and Yun Jiujiu below. Despite Yun Jiujiu’s plight, he showed no signs of worry, suggesting her injury was part of his plan.
In the midst of the Moon Shadow Sword Sect incident, both Zhuang Yan and, later, Yun Kunwu were his pawns. The ones he played against were Yun Yiyi, Yun Jiujiu, and Yun Xi.
His aim wasn’t to triumph over them but to reconcile the three who were once at odds through this chess match. Undoubtedly, whoever became the Sword Sect leader it wouldn’t end well.
A single rope was weak, unable to bear a heavy load. Two ropes were entwined but could not merge. Only with three ropes braided together could they withstand the weight and draw the heavens and earth. Only by working together could they uphold the future of the Moon Shadow Sword Sect and thrive.
After today’s events, the animosity between Yun Jiujiu and Yun Yiyi should have dissipated.
Ye Anping breathed a sigh of relief, then retrieved several talismans from his bag, preparing to assist Feng Yudie in killing the final cultivator in the core formation stage.
…
Watching as Feng Yudie suddenly appeared, the remaining cultivator’s eyes filled with fear, yet he reacted swiftly, shifting his position and leaping backwards. However, as he retreated two steps, preparing to retrieve a magical weapon from his storage bag to defend himself, three crackling sounds came from behind. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Glancing back, he saw three thunder talismans hurtling towards him like needles, his eyes widening in alarm. But before he could react, Feng Yudie had already raised her sword and lunged towards him.
Caught in a vulnerable position, he was powerless to resist and could only summon his spiritual power to try to withstand the attack. Yet, to his astonishment, his protective shield, formed by his spiritual power, proved useless against the androgynous figure’s silver-haired spirit sword. The golden aura-infused spirit sword effortlessly pierced through his shield and aimed for his neck.
A swish sounded as the sword penetrated, but his core-formation jade bone stopped it.
“Ah!” He exclaimed in surprise.
The Nine Heavens Sword Art broke his spirit but failed to break his body. Feng Yudie widened her eyes at the realization that her sword had struck a gap made when she previously attacked the alchemy furnace, causing it to hit the cultivator’s neck vertebra. Unable to decapitate him with one stroke, she prepared to strike again.
However, at that moment, the three talismans thrown by Ye Anping exploded,
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Thunderbolts surged, striking the man’s back and coursing through the gap in his neck made by Feng Yudie’s sword, entering his body like electric snakes. His body instantly swelled like an inflated balloon.
Finally, with a resounding bang, a flower of flesh and blood blossomed in the snow forest. Feng Yudie was drenched in a viscous liquid, turning into a bloody mess.
“…”
She flattened her mouth, raised her hand to wipe her cheek, and flicked the blood mud in her hand to the ground. Then, with a face full of resentment, she looked in the direction of the cedar tree where Ye Anping was.
The next moment, she saw three fire talismans dyed with the colour of fire spirits flying towards her. Feng Yudie was so frightened that she took a deep breath and immediately jumped away. When the fire talisman hit the blood mud on the ground, it exploded instantly, igniting all the broken limbs and internal organs scattered everywhere.
“Ah–!!”
A shrill scream that reached his soul resounded in the forest. The soul of the cultivator, who was in the core formation stage and was blown into a pulp, escaped from a golden core on the ground but was hit by a thunderbolt flying behind him, right in the middle.
With a flash of thunder, the twisted electric snake gave birth to a sky-high thunder tree in the forest. Within three breaths, the soul of the cultivator in the core formation stage was annihilated and dissipated.
Peace returned to the snow forest. Feng Yudie looked at the blood and mud on the soles of her feet and felt like vomiting for no reason, but she held it back in the end. She thought that Ye Anping would probably come, so she waited for a while. However, after waiting for a long time and there was no movement, she knew that Ye Anping was not going to show up.
“Really…” Feng Yudie sighed and simply threw away the chopped spirit sword in her hand, thinking of repaying it to Ye Anping later. Then she quickly turned around and walked back to Yun jiujiu, who was now spread on the ground, and Yun Yiyi’s side.
At this moment, Yun Jiujiu was sitting on the ground, her hands hanging down weakly, and the strong blood-coloured spiritual energy was like steam, spurting out from every pore on her body. When she saw clearly the face of Feng Yudie walking towards her, Yun Jiujiu finally got a chance to breathe from his tense nerves.
“Brother Yu… you are here.”
Plop—
After saying the last words, Yun Jiujiu fell to the ground directly in front of her. Feng Yudie was so frightened that she immediately shrank her head and quickly walked up. She squatted down and turned Yun Jiujiu over to rest her head on her lap.
“Ah! Jiujiu!! Wake up, wake up!!”
“…”
Seeing that Yun Jiujiu didn’t respond, Feng Yudie quickly took out the healing elixir from her storage bag and then slapped her hard.
Snap–
“Jiujiu, don’t sleep, take the elixir, and then sleep again!!!”
“… …”
However, at this time, the blood on Yun Jiujiu’s face, which was pillowed on her thigh, was rapidly draining, revealing clusters of black corpse spots.
The originally rosy but plump round face quickly sunk downwards, and the outline of the cheekbones also bulged out.
After Yun Yiyi, who was leaning on the tree at the side, saw this scene, she immediately looked away unbearably and said,
“Ah! Hiss——”
Feng Yudie took a deep breath, frowned, and quickly turned to look in the direction of Ye Anping behind her. Because Ye Anping was there, she never worried that Yun Jiujiu or Yun Yiyi would die. He didn’t miss anything. He must have planned for this kind of thing in advance.
But why was he still squatting on the tree and unable to come over?
Yun Jiujiu was about to become a feather!!
“What… What should we do?”
Feng Yudie was a little panicked, but seeing that there was no movement at all from Ye Anping, she simply raised her hand and slapped her forehead twice.
Bang bang——
“Snort!! Stinky Feng Yudie, what are you doing?”
Xiao Tian poked his head out of her forehead with a look of resentment. He seemed to be still angry and frowned tightly, but when he saw Feng Yudie’s worried expression about to cry and the woman lying on her knees, he no longer lost his temper.
It immediately flew to Yun Jiujiu’s chest, raised its little hand, penetrated directly into Yun Jiujiu’s chest, pinched it, and then shouted,
“Yudie, give her your true energy!! hurry up!”
“Really… Oh!!”
Feng Yudie was stunned and quickly picked up Yun Jiujiu, hugged her, and summoned her spiritual energy from her meridians just like she had delivered her true energy to Ye Anping before.
“A little more!”
“Oh!!”
Feng Yudie closed her eyes tightly and gritted her teeth. Immediately, a golden aura seeped out from her body. The strands of silver hair scattered behind her were slowly lifted by these auras, illuminating the dim snow forest.
On the ground that was originally covered with snow and blood foam, green buds sprouted out of the ground, and the withered winter cedar suddenly became emerald green.
Xiao Tian looked at Yun Jiujiu’s condition with all his attention. After seeing that her condition improved, he breathed a sigh of relief,
“Okay, okay, it’s stable. She can recover after taking good care of it.”
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