Chapter 45: Chapter 44

The next week after the wedding, Bing Ying went to find his Shizun. When he found her, Feng Zhijiu was preparing to make new talismans. He walked to her side quickly and said, "Shizun, hide quickly. Shifu heard that you wanted to make talismans, so he came here with an angry face."

 

Before Feng Zhijiu could react, the angry Xie Yuya had already walked towards the lake pavilion. Seeing him coming, Bing Ying quickly hid those materials into his Qiankun bag, and took out a tea set instead. When he came to the lake pavilion, Bing Ying greeted Xie Yuya.

 

"Shifu."

 

Xie Yuya glanced at Bing Ying, then at the brush in his wife's hand. He said slowly, "Ying'er, remember to hide the brush next time."

 

Bing Ying glanced at the paintbrush in his Shizun's hand, and said, "Yes, Shifu."

 

Feng Zhijiu chuckled lightly, and said, "Ying'er, go and practice your sword."

 

Bing Ying nodded, bowed at Xie Yuya, then turned and left. He looked back at the smiling Shizun and the angry Shifu. He silently lit a candle for his Shizun.

 

‘Shizun, good luck.’

 

After Bing Ying left, Feng Zhijiu leisurely brewed spiritual tea. Seeing her smiling face and relaxed demeanor, Xie Yuya sat down in front of her with a cold face.

 

She put a cup of freshly brewed spiritual tea in front of her husband, and took a sip of her own tea. She didn't speak, just sipped her tea quietly. Xie Yuya finally drank the tea in front of him and asked in a low voice angrily.

 

"Jiu'er, you still use your blood to refine talismans?"

 

She put down the teacup and said, "I used the remaining materials, and you came here before I drew it."

 

Xie Yuya flipped his hand, and a smooth white jade brush appeared. The handle is engraved with dragon patterns, and the nib is as black as ink. A streak of lightning appeared from time to time, surrounding the paintbrush.

 

Feng Zhijiu raised her eyebrows and looked at Xie Yuya. He put the paintbrush on the table and said, "This is the soul-bound weapon I specially refined for you. I gave it the maximum power it can withstand."

 

She picked up the brush and looked at it carefully. It is indeed a very powerful weapon. She could feel Xie Yuya's soul inside. She frowned and asked, "What is the core?"

 

He looked away, and said, "You can use it to make those talismans. You don't need to use your blood as ink anymore. The ink is your spiritual energy."

 

Feng Zhijiu stared at him, and asked again. "What is the core?"

 

He was silent for a while, glanced at her, and looked away again. Feng Zhijiu could see his guilt from his handsome face.

 

"Husband?" Her voice was low and dangerous this time.

 

Left without choice, Xie Yuya whispered: "My soul fragments and heart blood."

 

Her face suddenly turned cold. She put down the brush and stood up. When she walked past him, he quickly held her waist.

 

"Jiu'er..." His voice was very soft, trying to coax her to calm down.

 

She glanced at him and said, "When did you refine it?"

 

He replied truthfully: "When I left Wu He sect. It was finished after three days."

 

She frowned and asked, "Why didn't you tell me before?"

 

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When he spoke this time, his voice was full of grievances. "I never had a chance to tell you before. You left me behind the first time you saw me, and then said those hurtful things. You even hid from me for two hundred years. Tell me, when can I tell you?"

 

Feeling guilty, Feng Zhijiu turned around and hugged her husband.

 

"I'm sorry." When she said this, her voice was very soft, filled with guilt and heartache.

 

Xie Yuya hugged her back and kissed her forehead. He smiled and asked carefully: "Then you accept my gift?"

 

She sighed and nodded. Xie Yuya smiled happily, picked up the brush on the table and handed it to his wife.

 

"You can name it."

 

She accepted the brush and said "Heavenly Lightning brush."

 

Their leisurely life was still going on. On a sunny day, suddenly the sky turned dark, and a large thundercloud enveloped the entire Zhong Yang Continent. The mortals on the Zhong Yang Continent all looked up at the sky. Some without much courage hide in their houses.

 

Whether it is the cultivators staying in the sect, or the disciples who are on a mission trip or going down the mountain, they all feel the pulsation of the spiritual energy of the whole world. Those elders and sect masters, as well as the rulers of various countries, became busy. This is not something they can ignore.

 

The phenomenon continued, and the large thunderclouds began to rumble, and the thunder light was seen swimming in the large thunderclouds, like a giant dragon flying in the sky. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and in just a few minutes, the breeze turned into a gale that swept across the entire Zhong Yang Continent.

 

All living beings in the entire Zhong Yang Continent feel that their vitality is being absorbed by a powerful force. The same thing happened in Ice Jade Palace. After the suction event started, Xie Yuya and Bing Ying disappeared from where they were, and appeared beside Feng Zhijiu.

 

When they arrived, she was already curled up on the ground, soaked in her own cold sweat. From her painful expression, it can be seen how much pain she is enduring now. Xie Yuya quickly picked her up from the ground and put her on the bed, while Bing Ying formed a barrier and enveloped the whole area of the Ice Jade Palace.

 

"Jiu’er! Jiu’er!"

 

While Xie Yuya called her in panic, he injected his spiritual power into her body to maintain her vitality.

 

Feng Zhijiu can't hear anything now, all her senses can only feel the pain. Having just finished covering the Ice Jade Palace, Bing Ying took out a bottle of Snow Rain Pill and quickly fed it to his Shizun.

 

"Shizun!" He called her with worry in his voice.

 

After Feng Zhijiu took the Snow Rain Pill, her pale face regained some color. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Xie Yuya and Bing Ying's worried faces in front of her. "What happened outside?"

 

Xie Yuya, who was still injecting spiritual power into his wife's body, said in a deep voice: "The space just ruptures. A soul just came from another world."

 

Bing Ying looked at Xie Yuya, but said nothing. Hearing what her husband said just now, Feng Zhijiu finally guessed that another transmigrator had come. But why does she always feel that something is pulling her soul?

 

Seeing she wanted to sit up, Xie Yuya quickly helped her up and let her lean against his chest. Then she looked at the still dark sky outside the window and said, "Help me to the balcony."

 

Xie Yuya frowned, but did not try to persuade her. He picked her up, hugged her, and carried her to the balcony. Standing on the large semi-circular balcony, Feng Zhijiu frowned as she looked at the pitch black thundercloud.

 

"Yu Ya, just now I felt that someone tried to pull my soul out." Her voice was weak, but full of fear.

 

Hearing her words, Xie Yuya's cold eyes flashed with a murderous intent, but he kept silent.

 

‘He finally made his move. I can't let him escape this time!’

 

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