Chapter 126 For Whom Are We Moved?
Chapter 126 For Whom Are We Moved?
As soon as Liu Xingfu reached out, Chi Yan was dragged up by the nameless force, and her neck was also grabbed by her outstretched hand.
With just a fraction of the force applied by my thumb and middle finger, I forcefully woke him up.
"Cough! Crazy woman, what are you doing! Let go of me!"
Chi Yan tried to use her demonic power to escape, but the demonic power within her body remained completely undisturbed and she couldn't mobilize it at all.
She tried to pry Liu Xingxing's hands away, but both her hands were as if they had lost all strength and she couldn't even lift them.
The woman in front of him looked frail and her arms were very thin, yet she could lift him off the ground with one hand and suppress all his demonic power, which was truly terrifying.
"Sir, speak your mind! I am willing to offer you my entire fortune! I only beg you to spare my life!"
When his life was at stake, Chi Yan only cared about begging for mercy, and didn't care about dignity or face.
Liu Xingxing closed her eyes slightly, and even had the leisure to turn her head and ask the three demon kings standing beside her, "Which of you wants to kindly come forward and lend him a hand?"
"The Venerable One shall have full authority to deal with the Crimson Flame."
Mu Gu was sensible and took the lead in expressing his opinion.
Ren Si and Tu Mi exchanged a glance and then expressed their opinions.
"The Crimson Flame is entirely at the Venerable's disposal."
Liu Xingxing turned her head and sneered, "Look, the other three demon kings have all said that you are entirely at my disposal."
Chi Yan's face was already red from being pinched, and hearing their words only fueled his despair: "No, no, impossible! I... am just one step away from becoming emperor... Why! I am unwilling!!!"
The crimson flame demonic power suddenly surged, seemingly with the tendency to self-destruct. Seeing that the situation was not good, the three demon kings immediately leaped dozens of meters away.
Those demon cultivators with lower cultivation levels behind them panicked and scattered, fearing they would lose their lives there.
Even those at the Mahayana stage would avoid a self-destruction by someone at the Nascent Soul stage. Although it might not be fatal, it would at least reduce their cultivation by 30-40%, let alone those at the same or lower cultivation levels.
Liu Xingxing, on the contrary, seemed not to be afraid at all, and did not even let go of his hand.
"Tsk, why are you in such a hurry? The little fox's eye is still with you, don't blow it up."
As he spoke, he raised his other hand and gestured in front of his eyes.
"what!!!"
A shrill scream pierced the sky, and the air, stirred by demonic power, was instantly filled with a touch of blood and the stench of blood.
The three demon kings, several dozen meters away, looked at each other in dismay. It seemed that they had made the right decision; otherwise, they would have been the ones screaming in agony.
"Do you have any clues?"
"Even those at the Mahayana stage are few and far between nowadays, let alone those who can reach that level; they are extremely rare."
Tu Mi watched the turbulent scene unfold without much emotional fluctuation, but Mu Gu frowned.
"I heard that he has come out of seclusion..."
Ren Si spoke up first: "Heh, you don't actually think that yellow-haired girl is that one, do you?"
Mu Gu glanced at her sideways: "We are all cultivators. When did you start judging people by their appearance? You may look like a young girl, but you might be older than us. Besides, she made you vomit blood with just one look. If you want to live, you'd better show some respect."
Ren Si was still somewhat indignant: "Tch, a human cultivator comes to the demon realm to act arrogantly and domineeringly, and we still have to indulge him? Judging from this situation, Chi Yan is definitely not going to survive. So what are we still standing here for? Are we just waiting to die if we don't run away?"
"Do you think we can escape with her abilities?"
Tu Mi chimed in at the opportune moment: "Don't forget, we still have to explain to the young lord. If we can't get past him, we'll all die."
Mu Gu and Ren Si immediately fell silent, seemingly considering Tu Mi's words.
Tu Mi chuckled at their worried faces, crossed her arms, and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, Yan Chong isn't dead yet."
Mu Gu's eyes lit up immediately: "Yes, I had forgotten about that old guy."
Liu Xingxing, having just gouged out Chi Yan's eyes and added a "noisy" comment, snapped his neck without giving him a chance to self-destruct.
They also noticed that the last wisp of Chi Yan's spirit that tried to slip away was also crushed and dispersed. After that, the demon cultivator named Chi Yan no longer existed in the world.
Liu Xingxing waved her hand dismissively, as if she had picked up something dirty, but in reality, the remnant spirit would not leave any trace on her hand.
Then, holding the eye spirit protected by spiritual power, she walked to Yan Qifeng's side, squatted down, and looked at him a few more times. She wasn't in a hurry to put his eye spirit back into his eyes.
In fact, his eyes (eyeballs) were still in his eye sockets. What Chi Yan took away was not his actual eyeballs, but only his soul.
The eye's essence is like the soul; once it's taken away, all that's left is an empty shell—the eyeball—serving no purpose whatsoever, like an ornament. (P.S.: The eye's essence is not the cornea.)
Perhaps Liu Xingxing had really been watching him for a long time, so long that Yan Qifeng almost thought she had quietly left, after all, he was now a complete cripple.
His dantian was destroyed, his collarbone was pierced, his tendons in his hands and feet were severed, he could not see, and his hearing was terribly poor. He could not perceive anything at all.
Yan Qifeng tentatively asked, "Why are you helping me?"
He hadn't spoken in a long time, and his voice was so hoarse that even he himself would be surprised to hear it.
His hearing was very poor, and the surroundings were very noisy. Apart from hearing her words, "Your life belongs to me," he could hear nothing else.
The surroundings became much quieter, and now he seemed to hear the soft laughter of the person in front of him again, followed by a sigh that was neither too loud nor too soft, as if they had just understood his current situation.
He wanted to hear her answer.
He wanted to hear her speak.
Say a few more words, let him know who saved him.
But when he heard her speak again, he didn't want to hear her speak anymore.
She said, "Little fox, what's wrong? It's only been a few months, and you can't even recognize me?"
Her tone was very familiar, and Yan Qifeng immediately knew who she was.
But at this moment, he didn't want to recognize her. His hands, whose tendons had been severed, seemed to regain feeling and desperately tried to hide behind his back, but his hands never moved.
He's in a really sorry state right now.
For a moment, he was actually glad that he was blind, so he wouldn't be able to see the look in her eyes when she saw him like this.
"I've put your eye back in place. You should be able to see it again in seven or eight days. The tendons in your hands and feet and your collarbone are also easy to treat, but it might hurt a bit. Just bear with it."
Yan Qifeng remained silent, without making any other gestures such as nodding or shaking his head.
Liu Xingxing took it as a yes, but he had no choice but to agree. His injuries would have to be treated sooner or later, so he would treat the minor injuries first and then the major ones.
She summoned her spiritual power and channeled it into him through the top of his head. Fortunately, Yan Qifeng was also of the fire element; otherwise, having a conflicting element would have been troublesome.
Although bone and tendon regeneration is extremely painful, Yan Qifeng felt the pain in his body gradually lessening. The fire elemental energy flowing through his body continuously helped to clear his meridians and promote bone and muscle regeneration, and his body was rapidly recovering.
No wonder everyone is so eager to seek immortality and enlightenment; with such cultivation and strength, they can easily bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded.
If he were just an ordinary person, he would be severely injured like this, either to death or crippled, and to the point where he would be beyond medical help.
Even though his dantian was destroyed and he suffered so much damage, he is still alive. He is indeed able to live peacefully because of his cultivated body and the many ways to cure him.
The most direct method is to repair it with spiritual power/demon power.
"okay."
Once the source of spiritual energy above his head was cut off, his dantian was ruined, and he had nowhere to store demonic energy. The remaining spiritual energy in his body was quickly depleted.
Apart from still being blind, his body was as good as if nothing had happened. His tendons in his hands and feet had been reconnected, and he could move his hands and feet again. His collarbone was also intact, and he no longer experienced the excruciating pain that caused death with the slightest movement. His hearing had also recovered a lot, although he could no longer hear as far and clearly as he did when he still had cultivation.
"Thank you, Qing... Thank you, Venerable One. It's not worth wasting so much spiritual energy on a useless person like me..."
"Small idea."
It was a piece of cake for her; she didn't even need to use one-tenth of her spiritual power, and her spiritual power was quickly replenished.
“Physical injuries are easy to heal, but your dantian… is a bit difficult to repair, though it’s not impossible, it just takes time.”
"Thank you, Venerable One. It's already very good that things are as they are now."
It's already good enough that he survived. He thought he would die here today, or live out his life in humiliation, carrying the blood of others.
As long as he still has this bloodline and is not dead, that's enough.
But then he heard her sigh, as if she was regretting something.
Yan Qifeng blinked his still-blind eyes and could only offer a faint smile in the direction she sensed him, though it was unclear whether she saw it or not.
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