dognovel Chapter 485 A Wicked Creature! This thing is bound to the Emperor's Dragon Soul. If you try to
Chapter 485 A Wicked Creature! This thing is bound to the Emperor's Dragon Soul. If you try to
boom!
Before the words were even finished, the illusory shadow suddenly shattered!
Like a glass goblet falling to the ground, it burst forth with countless tiny golden rays!
Each piece reflects Yun Che's final, gentle smile, yet it vanishes in an instant.
At this moment.
Xu Wan felt as if countless needles were piercing her heart, and the pain made her curl up.
Upon seeing this, Master Jiuyang suddenly flicked his whisk.
The silver threads of the whisk flew straight towards the dragon scale pendant on her chest.
Seeing the whisk coming at her, Xu Wan suddenly turned around.
Snapped!
The dust lashed heavily against her back.
The snow-white Taoist robe ripped instantly, revealing bright red bloodstains.
The red runes on the iron bars screeched shrilly in the void, carrying the pressure of an ancient seal, as if trying to tear this rebellious spirit apart.
"Jinglian! Don't be so obsessed!"
Master Jiuyang shouted sternly.
His body suddenly shone with golden light.
Xu Wan gritted her teeth, arched her back, and pressed her hand tightly against her neck.
Suddenly, the dragon scale pendant throbbed violently, and the scalding heat penetrated deep into the marrow.
The pain in my back quickly subsided.
She was startled to feel a warm current surging deep within her blood.
His limbs and bones stretched out like a thawing spring stream, and even his fingertips were tinged with a faint golden glow, as if they were being gently caressed by the morning sun.
Seeing this, Master Jiuyang frowned, slammed his whisk heavily on the ground, and the ground cracked open in a spiderweb-like pattern.
"You wretched creature! This thing is bound to the Dragon Soul of the Emperor. If you try to keep it, I will surely annihilate your soul and spirit!"
Xu Wan smiled, and crystal tears slid down her cheeks.
She loosened her grip, allowing the dragon scales to be fully revealed.
The runes on the scales swirl like a river of stars!
Every line seemed to whisper, drawing her heartbeat to resonate with it.
She gently stroked the scales.
In a daze, she saw again the focused expression on Yun Che's face as he sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, refining this pendant for her.
"Master, you don't understand,"
"These dragon scales don't recognize bloodlines, they recognize the soul."
The words have not yet fallen.
The dragon scale pendant suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light!
The edges of the scales shimmered with a soft, molten gold light, slowly seeping into the skin of her neck.
In the end, a faint golden vein remained, like vines entwining or a star map flowing, mysterious and sacred.
Under the skin.
The dragon scales transformed into a warm current, completely merging with her bloodline, leaving no trace of separation.
"Master, look..."
Xu Wan raised her hand and gently touched the newborn mark!
The warm touch turned the tears in her eyes into a smile.
"It's not that I don't want to give it to you, it's just that this dragon scale only recognizes me."
Master Jiuyang's pupils suddenly contracted.
He staggered half a step.
Next breath...
My fingertips trembled as they reached for the mark hidden in the skin, only to be repelled by an invisible barrier before they could touch it.
Golden light flowed around Xu Wan.
It was woven into a protective halo like a thin veil!
Even the chill seeping from the dungeon walls was vaporized into a misty haze, swirling and dreamlike.
"No...impossible..."
Master Jiuyang shouted loudly, his eyes flashing with a sharp light that quickly dimmed!
"The remnant soul of the Emperor is so intimately connected with yours?"
He suddenly raised his head!
His sharp gaze swept over Xu Wan's pale face, then caught sight of a small, pale purple flower growing in a crevice in the rock.
The petals were wilting slightly as the golden light faded!
The glistening dewdrops rolled down like tears, reflecting the faint light.
Master Jiuyang's expression hardened.
He said no more.
He grabbed Xu Wan's wrist tightly.
"go!"
Just one word, yet it struck like a thunderbolt!
The golden light around him suddenly contracted into a single point, enveloping the two of them in a vortex of flowing light.
Xu Wan felt dizzy and the wind howled in her ears like a stampede of horses.
She looked back one last time.
That purple flower that bloomed because of her miracle.
At this moment!
The petals were rapidly curling and turning yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The faint light that remained in the cracks of the rocks was completely extinguished with her departure.
In the blink of an eye, the dungeon returned to deathly silence!
The damp ground was left with only two faint streaks of light, which were quickly swallowed up by mold.
In the crevice of the stone wall!
The purple flower turned to dust and was swept away by the cold wind, leaving not even the outline of the withered leaves.
Whoosh!
Master Jiuyang carried Xu Wan as they soared through the air, with the vast clouds beneath their feet churning and surging like boiling water.
Xu Wan was supported by that vast power.
The warmth of Master Jiuyang Zhenren's palm emanated from my wrist!
The pulsation of the dragon scale mark on her neck resonated with her heartbeat.
She looked down!
The golden veins beneath his skin glowed faintly, as if Yun Che's whispers flowed through his veins:
"Wanwan, don't be afraid, move forward."
Believe in me, and you will have eternal life!
Whoops! !
The sound of the wind brushed past my ears.
She vaguely saw the mountains and rivers below rushing backward!
The green cliffs are like swords, and the cold pool is like a mirror!
It was the Cliff of Contemplation where she had been imprisoned.
The scene changes.
at the same time.
Inside the Yangxin Hall.
The sandalwood incense rose gently from the bronze incense burner.
A delicate fragrance wafts through the air, lingering between the beams and pillars.
The blue brick floor reflected the flickering candlelight, casting dappled red glow.
Chen Xuan sat upright behind Mu Qing.
His back was straight as a pine tree, and his palms were firmly pressed against her back, his posture calm and focused.
Golden spiritual energy slowly flowed from his fingertips, transforming into a warm, gentle stream!
It flowed gently into Mu Qing's meridians, suppressing the burning fire in her heart.
Mu Qing closed her eyes tightly and gripped a snow-white hair ribbon tightly with both hands.
This hairband was a gift from the cat demon Xu Wan, and it once covered her bleeding eyes.
In an instant!
The hatred in her heart was like a raging storm, overwhelming and difficult to quell.
A mere cat demon dares to try and grow Soul-Nourishing Grass!
They still remember the Emperor!
You deserve it too!
hypocritical!!
Ha, do I, Mu Qing, need your pity?!
However, Chen Xuan's spiritual power, like warm sunshine breaking through the clouds, slowly and steadily dispelled the chill in her heart.
Outside the hall, the wind rustled through the bamboo grove, its sound like a whisper.
She bit her lip and remained silent.
The fire in his heart and old grudges churned and burned in his chest.
It felt as if my soul was being licked by invisible flames, the pain almost suffocating me!
Deep in his mind, Chu Feng's face suddenly appeared:
The rainbow bridge across the sky was dazzling and reflected his gentle profile.
He took the hand of the woman who looked just like her and called out, "Qingqing!"
The voice was so gentle it was captivating.
The scene changes.
In Prince Mu's Mansion.
Her mother drew the sword from her father's waist and committed suicide in front of her, her body covered in blood.
afterwards!
Her father, sword in hand, coldly eyed her, ready to kill the ten-year-old girl...
Those images were etched into her memory, unforgettable, like sharp blades piercing the depths of her soul!
Chen Xuan has personally performed magic to treat her for a day.
Memories surged like a tidal wave, engulfing her in an endless vortex!
The day before yesterday, when Xu Wan blindfolded her!
The spiritual power contained within the hairband quietly seeped into her tear ducts, saving her from the brink of madness!
That faint light was like a lifeline.
she says:
"This hairband was given to me by my master. It contains a trace of his spiritual power. I hope it can help you!"
At the time, she thought it was just a seductive and hypocritical performance.
Now I understand!
That glimmer of light was actually a seed of grace, quietly planting the roots of redemption.
Chenxuan's breath brushed against the back of his neck.
Her throat tightened, and her heart was filled with turmoil:
So this is what it feels like to be favored.
At this moment, she is!
How I long to hold Chenxuan in my arms!
Then, imitating Xu Wan, she called out "Godfather" in a sweet, coquettish voice.
Chen Xuan closed his eyes and concentrated, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.
Mu Qing's mind was still churning with distracting thoughts!
Caught in a vortex of hatred and gratitude...
A new bud quietly sprouts, like spring grass breaking through the soil, carrying the green of hope.
One hour later. (Two hours later)
Mu Qing suddenly felt a sense of relief in her chest, as if the shackles had suddenly broken and she had regained her freedom.
She finally understood.
The pity in Xu Wan's eyes when she gave her the belt showed that she regarded her as a fellow disciple.
A cat demon, yet so magnanimous.
His grip on the belt loosened slightly, and a strange sense of gratitude welled up within his resentment.
Xu Wan used the gift given to her by the Emperor to save her from her suffering, while Chen Xuan used his spiritual power to help her overcome her obsession.
clang! !
The distant chimes of the midnight bell resound! (23:00 to 00:00)
Mu Qing's mind was cleansed of all distracting thoughts, like a clear spring gushing forth from a dry well, crystal clear to the bottom.
Chen Xuan withdrew his hand and called out softly.
"A servant has come to see you."
"Superior Spirit Fruit and Spirit Liquid!"
Attendants carried a jade tray into the hall.
The spiritual fruit on the plate was bright red, crystal clear, and exuded an enticing sweet fragrance.
The jade bottle contained a spiritual liquid, exuding the fragrance of the essence of heaven and earth, which was refreshing and invigorating!
Mu Qing opened her eyes, the gloom in them dissipated, and they became bright as the rising stars, clear and resolute.
The headband slipped and fell to the ground.
She immediately bent down and picked it up.
Chen Xuan handed over the spiritual liquid and said gently:
"Mu Qing, drink it quickly to replenish your spiritual energy."
She smiled slightly, took the spiritual liquid, and drank it all in one gulp!
Wow! !
A warm current surged down from his throat.
When Mu Qing looked up, she met the concern in Chen Xuan's eyes.
A thousand words stuck in my chest, turning into silent ripples that ripple across the lake of my heart.
The elixir entered my throat!
Mu Qing's spiritual power gradually increased, and a warm feeling spread throughout her body like spring water, gently enveloping every inch of her skin.
Pfft! !
She suddenly knelt down and kowtowed.
His forehead touched the cold ground, his voice utterly resolute.
"Mu Qing thanks the Sect Master for his great kindness!"
Chen Xuan helped her up, his palms warm, and he smiled with relief.
"The fire in my heart has been extinguished; the past should be forgotten."
Mu Qing saw that his brows were relaxed, and he no longer showed any favoritism towards Xu Wan, but only concern for her.
The hairband lay quietly in my palm.
All those hatreds have become past clouds and smoke, drifting away with the wind.
Xu Wan gave her a hairband to stop her bleeding tears.
Chen Xuan used magic to cure her inner demons.
It turns out that at the end of obsession, there is not desolation, but fertile soil for new life, nurturing boundless vitality.
Bamboo leaves fluttered outside the window.
A bamboo leaf quietly landed on her shoulder.
She gently grasped the hair ribbon, her whisper as clear as the wind:
"I... am at peace with it."
Each word takes root and flourishes; when the fire in the heart is extinguished, the soul regains its lightness, like wings taking flight for the first time.
The bamboo shadows sway in the breeze!
The glimmer of new life has quietly illuminated the path ahead, guiding us toward a bright future.