Quietly watching the figure on the Cold Jade Bed, Luo Qingxian felt a strange sensation rise in her heart.
It wasn’t until this mont that she realized the pillar holding that figure through adversity wasn’t so extraordinary ability, but the obsession in their heart.
Through the words of Mu Xin and Mu Yan, Luo Qingxian even learned that the reason for the struggle for the Blood Spirit Pearl wasn’t for their own sake, but because the pearl might revive the Sword Saint, which is why they dared to enter the lion’s den.
And now, his desperate desire to quickly grow strong is simply to protect the only sister who nurtured him in this world.
"A grassroots cultivator with no background, born in a remote and barren countryside, enduring ridicule and humiliation, tasting the cold warmth of the world, has walked step by step to today—all this, in your heart are your sister and master more important than your own life?"
Luo Qingxian mumbled to herself, not knowing why, she suddenly felt she couldn’t understand the person in front of her.
Blood being thicker than water, she could understand. But to repay the kindness of recognition by boldly facing endless terrifying figures of the Righteous and Demonic Dao, risking danger, putting oneself in peril just to survive, enduring unimaginable pain that pierces the bone, just to quickly grow strong, to shelter those he cares about.
Such people do exist in Martial Soul Continent, but finding soone who can do this is rare.
One must know, the person has experienced abandonnt by their clan, tasted the cruelty of the world, finally arriving where they are now, yet they disregard everything to protect who they wish to, effectively abandoning a stable and bright future, betting and fighting with their life.
Just now, during the Spiritual Essence fusion, teetering on the brink of death, he showed no wavering.
"Does such a person truly exist?"
As Luo Qingxian was lost in thought, Luo Qingchen slowly walked in, also looking at Ye Xiaofan on the Cold Jade Bed, questioning, feeling incredulous, hard to imagine how that person achieved it, enduring pain greater than all without blinking.
Clearly, the words of Mu Xin and Mu Yan; Luo Qingchen heard them distinctly earlier.
After speaking, admiration erged in Luo Qingchen’s eyes, as if talking to himself or reflecting self-consciously: "In this world where the strong dominate and interests reign supre, it is indeed rare for soone to achieve what he has."
Evidently, from the perspective of the Sword Saint, the person is deeply emotional and righteous, so qualities are ingrained and not easily influenced by external factors.
However, the siblings couldn’t know that precisely because of experiencing warmth and coldness, Ye Xiaofan cherishes deeply.
In his world now, there are only Ye Xiaoyue and Dugu Nan; his aunt is gone forever, and his father’s whereabouts are unknown.
If even these were lost, he wouldn’t know what aning remained in living.
Back then his sister protected him, now grown up, he only wishes for his sister’s lifelong peace, to guard those who guard him, without any pretense or highfalutin sentints, just that simple.
Listening to his brother’s evaluation, Luo Qingxian kept silent, clearly agreeing with Luo Qingchen’s words.
In this mont, the siblings seed to see so unique brilliance in that person, a rarity that is exceptionally precious, and they understood why Mo Shiyi and Nangong Jianchen chose unwaveringly to side with him—because he is worth it.
One must know, the one Ye Xiaofan faces is the entire Divine Maiden Sect, not any lone powerful figure, yet he goes forward without hesitation, even when enduring imnse pain and torture, not wavering even slightly, reaching his limit.
If it were soone else, facing the Divine Sect, they’d likely despair, feeling life is utterly dark, but Ye Xiaofan doesn’t; on the contrary, knowing danger he heads into it, perhaps considering the Divine Maiden Sect an enemy.
This spirit of single-handedly challenging destiny, who would not be moved hearing it?
Yet alongside being moved, the siblings couldn’t help but feel a thread of abnormal emotion.
Facing the Divine Maiden Sect, that is like an ant shaking a giant tree, can this person truly reach that day?
It’s not that Luo Qingxian and Luo Qingchen look down on Ye Xiaofan, rather it’s impossible for one person to challenge a Divine Sect—it simply cannot be done. Now in the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain,’ he has a natural barrier shelter, but once he leaves, it will be Divine Sect’s killing intention, impossible to alleviate.
If this had been known days ago, Luo Qingxian surely would have felt the person overestimating themselves, to rescue a maiden from the Divine Maiden Sect Leader, how difficult would that be?
However, now, Luo Qingxian no longer sees it this way. With the person’s talent and a will strong enough to cause one’s heart to shiver, nothing is impossible; this could well be the Divine Maiden Sect’s most mistaken decision over countless years.
"Truly given ti to grow, maybe one day he could make the Divine Sect tremble." Luo Qingchen whispered quietly, murmuring, as if seeing an unprecedented event in the Hundred Broken Mountain Range, as if seeing the figure before them standing atop the Icefield, dominating infinite Supre Elders.
After all, Forbidden Martial Soul, astonishing comprehension, terrifying talent, combined with the fusion of nine Spiritual Essences—such astonishing potential would even cause heart palpitations and unease for him, the Divine Sword Sect’s future foremost Saint Heir.
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