"Boom!"
The mont Yun Xiao’s Ancestral Vein Fire entered Mo Qing’s body, an overwhelmingly powerful aura burst forth, significantly increasing the heat within the entire room.
However, at this ti, Yun Xiao did not imdiately withdraw his hand. Instead, he operated the Ancient Dragon Taming Technique, continuously feeding the Ancestral Vein Fire into Mo Qing’s body because he had discovered sothing unknown to others.
Earlier, when using the power of the Ice Cold Ancestral Vein to neutralize the fire poison in Mo Qing, Yun Xiao clearly felt her Pure Yang Immortal Body’s rejection, making it clear to him that if he continued in that manner, not only would Mo Qing’s fire poison remain uncleared, but he might also be implicated.
But now, although Yun Xiao could still feel the various rejections within Mo Qing’s body, he didn’t know if it was just his imagination, as the fire attribute energy within Mo Qing’s body seed to have a vague absorption of his Ancestral Vein Fire while rejecting it.
It was as if encountering a person one both loves and hates, outwardly extrely loathso and even wanting to drive it away, yet deep within craving its closeness, its comfort—a contradictory state vividly demonstrated within Mo Qing at this mont.
It was precisely because of these subtle sensations that Yun Xiao did not imdiately retract his Ancestral Vein Fire. He had a feeling that as long as the fire attribute energy within Mo Qing’s body absorbed enough Ancestral Vein Fire, it might temporarily suppress the fire poison of her Pure Yang Immortal Body.
Yet, Yun Xiao had oversimplified the issue. His ridian Qi Cultivation was considerably weaker than Mo Qing’s, and the energy required by this top talent of the Inner Sect might exceed what he could bear.
One day and one night passed swiftly. When dawn arrived the following day, Yun Xiao’s complexion had turned extrely pale, his aura extraordinarily feeble, as if he might collapse at any mont.
"Almost, just a little more, just a tad bit more!"
And at this ti, Yun Xiao’s right middle finger was still resting on Mo Qing’s wrist pulse, the Ancestral Vein Fire flowing continuously into her body, neutralizing the fire poison that kept her unconscious.
But considering that the fire poison could render Mo Qing, an Early Stage cultivator in the ridian Union, unconscious, its power must be imnse. To suppress it, an equivalent force must be exerted.
ridian Qi Cultivation has always been Yun Xiao’s largest weakness. During fights with others, he could compensate with his previous life’s experiences, but the straightforward Ancestral Vein Fire allowed for no shortcuts.
Over the course of the day and night, Yun Xiao’s ridian Qi had been drained completely. Now at the end of his tether, if it weren’t for a sliver of obstinate willpower supporting him, he likely would have collapsed already due to the depletion of his ridian Qi.
Yun Xiao did not wish to fall short at the last mont, and perhaps he wanted to repay Mo Qing for her many life-saving graces; he could only grit his teeth and endure. Unfortunately, human strength eventually reaches its limits, and his stubborn persistence might also drag him down.
Moreover, Yun Xiao was not rely channeling the Ancestral Vein Fire into Mo Qing’s body. If it weren’t for his careful control, this extrely fierce fla would have likely burned Mo Qing into oblivion long ago.
Think back to when he fought against others. Even those cultivators a Great Rank higher than Yun Xiao did not dare to directly face his Ancestral Vein Fire, illustrating just how fierce the Ancestral Vein Fire truly is.
This undoubtedly required even more of Yun Xiao’s effort, and when a certain mont arrived, he felt his eyelids unbearably heavy. When he channeled the last bit of Ancestral Vein Fire into Mo Qing’s wrist, he finally couldn’t hold on any longer, collapsing to the ground.
"I... did my best, ah!"
A low murmur escaped Yun Xiao’s lips, then he knew nothing more, unaware that the mont he collapsed, Heaven and Earth Energy within the room surged crazily toward Mo Qing, as if so tamorphosis were happening.
Outside the room, Great Elder Lu Zhan had been standing guard for a whole day and night. Mo Qing was his most cherished disciple; he had no desire to see her succumb to death due to the backlash of fire poison.
"Hmm?"
But when a certain mont arrived on the following day, Lu Zhan felt a sudden, majestic aura erupt from the room before him, a familiarity he could not disguise.
"This... What is this..."
However, at the mont, Lu Zhan’s thoughts were not fixated on the aura belonging to Mo Qing but rather on the Heaven and Earth Energy constantly flowing into the room. As a cultivator in the Spirit Vein Realm and a Spiritual Rank Interdiate ridian Refining Master, he knew what this signified.
"This is the aura of a breakthrough. Yun Xiao, he really did it!"
Sensing this special energy fluctuation, in the next mont, Lu Zhan had no doubts left. His precious disciple had, due to misfortune, received a fortuitous breakthrough in her ridian Qi.
Mo Qing was already a cultivator at the Early Stage of ridian Union, ranking first among the Inner Sect disciples of the Jade Pot Sect. Recently, Yue Qi erged from seclusion, elevating his ridian Qi Cultivation to the Early Stage of ridian Union, causing imbalance in Lu Zhan’s heart.
But if Mo Qing were to achieve another breakthrough, it undoubtedly ant she was more formidable than Yue Qi, allowing her to once again overpower the Poison Vein. This was definitely sothing Lu Zhan was delighted to see.
More importantly, with Mo Qing’s breakthrough at this mont, Lu Zhan knew clearly that Yun Xiao’s day and night efforts had not been in vain. If Mo Qing were still in a comatose state, there would have been no chance for such a breakthrough.
Inside the room!
Mo Qing’s aura, having just broken through to the Mid Stage of ridian Union Realm, finally began to converge. As she suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, her pupils seed a bit vacant, completely unaware of what had happened.
"Yun Xiao?"
Mo Qing, who sat up from her bed, caught sight of Yun Xiao collapsed beside the bed at first glance. Her mind flashed with a burst of realization, recalling the past events; it beca imdiately clear to her what had transpired.
It seed that her return to consciousness was all thanks to Yun Xiao. To save her, the young man had evidently exhausted all his strength and thus fainted beside the bed.
Mo Qing leapt up from the bed and directly helped Yun Xiao onto her own bedstead. She was unaware that her actions, which felt oddly natural, might seem unexpected to herself.
If an outsider were to witness this scene, even if that outsider were the Great Elder Lu Zhan, their eyeballs would probably drop to the ground in shock, right?
This was Mo Qing’s bedstead, in a room where outsiders seldom set foot, yet a young man had been allowed to sleep in her bed, which was an utterly unimaginable act.
Perhaps deep down in her heart, Mo Qing had already developed a special feeling for Yun Xiao. She just wouldn’t admit it verbally. Her character had always been cold as ice, preventing her from confronting her own emotions.
"Thank you!"
Looking at the young man with an extrely pale face and feeble breath, Mo Qing felt a touch of infatuation. After her murmured words fell, she continued to stare blankly at the unmoving young man, not blinking once.
Another night passed.
During this night, Yun Xiao was in a peculiar state, where even the Power of Soul seed languid due to the depletion of ridian Qi. He experienced many dreams—dreams of his lover from his forr life, his mother and sister from this life, and even his nominal father whom he had never t.
However, regarding that father, Yun Xiao could never clearly see his face or even discern his clothing except for a vague glimpse.
And at a certain mont, when Yun Xiao dreamt of a spear piercing his chest again, he couldn’t help but cry out loud, abruptly awakening from the dream.
"No!"
After the shout, Yun Xiao bizarrely sat up from the bed, his head and face covered in cold sweat. This startled Mo Qing, who had been watching beside the bed. Her eyes then revealed a trace of tender warmth.
"Yun Xiao, did you have a nightmare?"
Mo Qing spoke softly, her interactions with Yun Xiao having given her clear knowledge of his background; she was aware that he was a youth from the Shang Family of Moon Bow City.
However, according to the intelligence Mo Qing had gathered, Yun Xiao and his family were not well-regarded in the Shang Family. Subsequently, when the Shang Family was annihilated, it seed that his mother and sister both tragically lost their lives in that disaster.
Therefore, Mo Qing thought that Yun Xiao, having abruptly awoken from a dream, must have dreamt of that family extinguishing calamity again. She felt a asure of pity for him; normally so calm and demon-like, it was rare for him to lose composure like this, indicating the profound impact that event had on him.
What Mo Qing didn’t realize was that Yun Xiao had not only gone through the catastrophe of his family’s destruction in this lifeti. In his previous life, he was betrayed by his own brother and wife. If one were to truly speak of pain, that betrayal would have cut Yun Xiao even deeper.
Yun Xiao, waking from the dream, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Almost instantly, he slled a faint fragrance, which cald his spirit in a mont.
"It was just a dream!"
Muttering to himself inside, Yun Xiao turned his head and saw first a face full of concern. Yet, for so reason, looking at that face gave Yun Xiao a peculiar feeling.
Because the face before had always given him a cold and frosty impression, even though they had fought side by side in the ridian Treasure several tis. But this genius girl from the dical Pulse of Jade Pot Sect had always been distant and unapproachable before him.
Perhaps it was because Yun Xiao had employed his Ancestral Vein Fire to control the Fire Poison within Mo Qing’s body, which created so inexplicable connection between them. Regardless, in this mont, the Mo Qing he saw seed sowhat... gentle!
When Yun Xiao associated the word "gentle" with Mo Qing, he shivered with a peculiar sensation and then realized he was actually sitting on Mo Qing’s bedstead. His bottom sprang up as if on springs, and he jumped off at once.
"Hehe, erm... Senior Sister Mo Qing, are you all right?"
Yun Xiao jumped down from the bed, touched his nose, and let out an awkward laugh. However, as his voice carried the question, his recently restored Power of Soul sensitively discerned that the aura of this genius girl before him seed sowhat different from before.
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