Chapter 32: Chapter 31

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Feng Zhijiu flew very fast. Just when she was about to reach the entrance of the sacred land, Xie Yuya flew in front of her. She nearly bumped her head on him. It will be the first flight accident in this cultivation world.

 

She looked at him in shock. "Are you crazy?! We almost had a car accident here!"

 

He stood in front of the flying sword and looked at her quietly. His face was very dark. She knew he was angry, but it was he who left and severed their relationship. He has no right to be angry now.

 

The two looked at each other for a long time, before he sighed and said, "Can you take off the mask?"

 

"No." She refused him without hesitation.

 

"... I… I miss you, I want to see you." He lowered his head and whispered in a very soft voice.

 

She felt her heart ache. But they don't have any relationship anymore. She should not indulge him anymore. She shook her head and said, "No, we don't have any relationship now."

 

He raised his head quickly and looked at her in shock. He clenched his hands hard, trying to stay calm. But his trembling voice gave away his facade.

 

"What... What do you mean, we have nothing between us now? I don't remember anything about that at all."

 

Feng Zhijiu looked directly at him as her voice was calm when she talked. Fortunately, she didn't take off her mask, otherwise Xie Yuya could see her trembling lips and slightly red eyes.

 

"You left me in Wu He Sect that day, and I didn't have a chance to even explain to you. I stood there for two whole days, waiting for you to come back, but… you never came back. The second I left that place, It's the time our relationship ended."

 

"So... You said it's ended and it's ended? What about me?" His voice was very calm, and Feng Zhijiu couldn't see anything from his cold face.

 

She nodded and continued: "Yes. So I hope that Young Master Xie will not pester me again in the future. You take your flowery path, and I take my gravel way. The sea water does not meet the lake water. Farewell."

 

She saw him standing there, motionless. Before he could answer, she flew past him and went out. Coming out of the sacred land, she flew towards the center of the dark forest, where she first came to this world.

 

It's better to stay in her space, and only let Bing Ying come out alone, so as not to have any contact with Xie Yuya in the future. She believed that in a few hundred years, he would forget her, and he would already have a new love by then.

 

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When Yu shadow guards arrived, Xie Yuya remained where he was. They all saw their master standing there with a cold face and trembling. But the look in his eyes was complicated and dark.

 

Yu Yi gestured to Yu San, as the other Yu shadow guards pushed him up.

 

Yu San : "......." Damn it! You guys are so cold blooded!

 

Gathering up his courage, he flew up to his Lord. He reads his Lord's expressions and body language.

 

‘This is very bad, ah! ‘

 

He bowed to his Lord and said, "My Lord, you didn't chase after the mistress? Is this alright?"

 

Hearing Yu San's question, Xie Yuya slowly raised his head, and saw his core members of Yu shadow guards lowered their heads and stood in place. Yu San still bowed to him, and couldn't help reminding his Lord again.

 

"My lord, forgive this subordinate’s brazen words. But... Is it really alright to let the mistress misunderstand and let it go like this? The mistress has a magic weapon, which can cover up her aura as if she didn't exist, and she can also be the same as she was sixty years ago. Hiding in her own space. The last time we found the trace of the mistress, it was pure luck, and this subordinate was afraid…. If my Lord let the mistress go, then..."

 

Yu San didn't continue talking. He trusts his Lord to know the consequences. The mistress did a great job of concealing her whereabouts sixty years ago. If she didn't want to be discovered, then… He was afraid that their Lord would never find her.

 

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Xie Yuya suddenly felt that his whole body had fallen into the ice water. He also didn't care about those Yu shadow guards, and disappeared directly from their sight. After wiping off his sweat, Yu San couldn't help but pat his heart.

 

Yu San : ‘Sa…. save…. My heart can't stand the pressure... My poor heart…’

 

Yu shadow guards : ‘Good Job, bro! ‘

 

All Yu shadow guards gave a thumbs up for Yu San!

 

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After coming out of the sacred land, Xie Yuya couldn't find anything. He looked around and found nothing. He has been trying to search for Feng Zhijiu’s soul trace with his divine sense, but he really doesn't feel anything. This feeling scares him the most. It was as if his Jiu'er had never existed.

 

The corners of his eyes turn red as he tries to keep his head cool and calm down. 

 

'Calm down! I just saw her. She exists. I just need to find her again. Yes…. Calm down and find her.'

 

He looked at his trembling hand and clenched it tightly, trying to stop the trembling. But his body wouldn't listen to him, and he gripped his trembling hand harder with the other.

 

He started looking around again, but really couldn't find anything. When the Yu shadow guards came out to start a large-scale search, Feng Zhijiu had already reached the center of the dark forest and flashed into her space.

 

This time, Xie Yuya really missed the only chance to explain. He took Yu shadow guards to search for her all over the world, but found nothing. In this way, he searched for two hundred years.

 

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Two hundred years later, the central area of the Dark Forest.

 

A young man with black hair held a long black sword covered in flames, and stood motionless on the spot. He stood on the ground, facing a huge spirit beast.

 

A head of black hair with long bangs hangs down to the front half of the face, only two deep eyes are exposed, and a long black moon silk string is tied to the long hairtail on his back. There are two bells tied to the end of the silk string, and each time the string moves, the bells will make a crisp sound.

 

His handsome face was covered with a silver mask with an eagle pattern. He looks very enchanting, but unfortunately, nobody can see his face clearly under the mask. Dressed in black, tall and slender, he looked very dashing and cold.

 

This young man is Bing Ying. He is already grown up and his small, cute physical features are gone. Holding his sword the Hell God Divine Sword, he leaped lightly as his body made a circle in the air, and slashed towards the spirit beast's head with the momentum of destroying the mountain. He then landed gracefully on the ground as the severed head fell down with a bang. Unfortunately, he only succeeded in beheading one of its heads.

 

‘One down. Eight left.’

 

The spirit beast he is facing now is the Nine-Headed Serpent. Its body is huge, while the whole body is covered with hard scales, with sharp edges and corners. With a light touch, the sharp scales can cut off a large stone. The surrounding trees have been cut down, leaving only a few broken trees, and the ground is full of burnt marks.

 

The huge body is supported by four short limbs. It looks like a turtle but has nine heads. The most annoying thing about this spirit beast is the poison. The whole head can spray venom. For Bing Ying who fights with a sword, it is quite troublesome.

 

'I can't burn it to death. Shizun said that she wanted all the materials. Then…'

 

He stabbed the Hell God Divine Sword into the ground and made hand seals. He channeled his spiritual energy, and poured the spiritual energy into the seal. The whole process took only a second, before he pointed to the sky with his index and middle fingers.

 

Suddenly, a giant sword appeared behind him. This giant sword is very similar to his Hell God Divine Sword. It turned out that Bing Ying had already mastered the sword's intent. With a slash of his finger, the huge sword intent slashed down, cutting the Nine-Headed Serpent into two clean cuts. When his sword intent shattered the dantian, the spirit beast lost its life.

 

He then performed a simple ice spell, freezing the wound to prevent blood from flowing out. Bing Ying pulled out the Hell God Divine Sword from the ground, cast a cleansing spell, and sheathed the sword on his back.

 

He walked to the giant corpse and put it in his Qiankun bag. He scanned the surroundings for a while and flashed into Feng Zhijiu's space. The area restored its silence. Only broken trees, a long crack and charred ground remained from the intense battle.

 

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