Chapter 385: It Exploded!!
“Ha… ha…”
Feathery snowflakes, wrapped with the silver flowing hair behind the delicate body, two figures stood separated by a clearing in the snow forest.
On another mountaintop in the distance, the figures of the Saint Emperor’s Golden Dragon and the Black Python entangled in the sky seemed to have become a background like in a fighting game, yet they also seemed to imply something.
“Roar—”
The Golden Dragon’s roar was deafening, shaking mountains and rivers, but its body was currently entwined by the Black Python, its neck clamped tightly by the two fangs of the snake’s mouth.
Feng Yu Die’s body rose and fell with her breaths, her right hand gripping the sword trembling non-stop. She looked at Gu Mingxin, who was covered in blood mist ten zhang away, and fear appeared in her eyes.
*I can’t win…*
Her cultivation was a minor realm lower than Gu Mingxin’s, yet their Sword Art attainments were indistinguishable. The emerald spirit sword she bought from Ye Anping was also inferior to Gu Mingxin’s bloody spirit sword…
In the past, she had told Ye Anping that she had a 100% chance of winning against Gu Mingxin.
However, the prerequisite for this 100% chance of victory was Ye Anping’s help…
Ye Anping was not here, Junior Sister Pei was not here, Senior Sister Xiao was not here, and even that useless Xiao Tian had disappeared somewhere…
With this thought, Feng Yu Die unconsciously gulped, swallowing a mouthful of bloody saliva.
“Gulp~”
Looking at Feng Yu Die, Gu Mingxin was currently very relaxed, a hint of disdain appearing in her crimson eyes as she asked,
“Speaking of which, what’s your relationship with Liang Xiaoliu? Are you cultivation partners? Where is he? Can you let him go to me, alright~”
Feng Yu Die took a deep breath, holding her breath to suppress her rapidly beating heart, and frowned as she replied,
“He’s not my cultivation partner…”
“Hm? Then who is he to you?”
“…He… he’s my beloved’s husband.”
?
Gu Mingxin was slightly stunned, but then seemed to understand, squinting and smiling,
“Oh~ I get it, it’s a rivalry… But I didn’t expect this, he actually has a taste for men… But I don’t mind either.”
What does “taste for men” mean?
Feng Yu Die was slightly stunned upon hearing the new term, but in the next moment, the blood-colored spirit sword had already arrived before her eyes.
The person arrived first, the voice followed.
“Boom—”
Instantly, the wind howled.
Feng Yu Die instinctively raised her spirit sword and blocked in front of herself.
*Clang—*
The two swords clashed, scattering the accumulated snow on the ground. Gu Mingxin’s lips curved into an arc, and she widened her eyes, thrusting her face towards Feng Yu Die,
“Then if I kill you, Liang Xiaoliu will be grateful to me, right? That way, no one will compete with him for your beloved?”
“… …”
“After I cut off your head, I’ll go kill your beloved… That way he’ll belong to me, is that it? Is that it, is that it?!”
*Clang, clang, clang—*
Her sword momentum pressed down on Feng Yu Die like a gale, but Feng Yu Die currently had no strength to counterattack.
The fight between sword cultivators, in essence, was a back-and-forth of offense and defense. Whoever could gain more offense in the process would have a greater chance of winning.
At first, she and Gu Mingxin were evenly matched, but at some point, Gu Mingxin’s blood-colored spirit sword turned into a blur in her eyes.
Now, Feng Yu Die couldn’t even track Gu Mingxin’s sword path and could only parry relying on her body’s instincts and senses.
“Why isn’t Liang Xiaoliu coming out yet~ You’re almost dead…”
“Wuwu…”
“Oh~ Could it be that he wants to use me to get rid of you? Expelling a snake to swallow a dragon, the methods of immortal cultivators are truly dirty. After you die under my sword, he’ll come out and finish me off… What is this called? Black Python Catching Dragon, Xiaoliu in the Back?”
Hearing this, Feng Yu Die bit her lip tightly. A flicker of fear flashed in her wide eyes, and she raised her voice to refute,
“No… Impossible!!”
However, it was precisely during this moment of distraction.
*Swish—*
Next to her snow-white robes’ belt, another sword cut opened, splashing out a column of blood.
“Hiss—”
Feng Yu Die gritted her teeth in pain, quickly closed her mouth, and shifted all her attention back to the bloody spirit sword in Gu Mingxin’s hand.
*Clang— clang, clang—*
A strange unease surged in her heart, similar to when she usually left Ye Anping’s side, but this unease was now ten or even a hundred times stronger!
Gu Mingxin saw Feng Yu Die’s wavering in her eyes, and continued to swing her sword, saying,
“How is it impossible? He is your beloved’s husband, so you are a love rival coveting his wife. He would definitely want to eliminate you early on, but since he couldn’t beat you, he had to use me…”
“…No… Young Master Ye he…”
“Oh? So his surname is Ye… and he’s a Young Master?” Gu Mingxin’s lips curved upwards by another inch, “But I’m also willing to help him eliminate you, his love rival…”
“Young Master Ye wouldn’t! He is… he is my friend!!!”
*Clang—*
Sparks flew, and the two spirit swords suddenly stopped, their blades crossing and facing each other, fixed in front of Feng Yu Die and Gu Mingxin.
However, Gu Mingxin’s strength was clearly superior. With her spirit sword, she slowly pushed Feng Yu Die’s sword towards her own neck.
“Friend? Such a naive idea. Whether cultivating immortality or demonically, where do friends exist? Even fellow Daoists will eventually turn against each other.”
Feng Yu Die gritted her teeth and desperately pushed Gu Mingxin’s sword back:
“You…!!”
The friction sound between the blades was a sharp, piercing whine.
However, seeing Feng Yu Die’s expression, Gu Mingxin felt a surge of pleasure, and bizarrely asked,
“Then why hasn’t he come to save you? You’re about to die, you know it yourself. Look at your Golden Dragon, it can’t hold on much longer.”
Feng Yu Die was close to tears, sobbing as she retorted,
“…He… he’s coming soon!!”
“Liang… Ye Xiaoliu is so smart. The series of schemes at the Imperial Sect last time pushed me to this point. If he really wanted to save you, wouldn’t he have come long ago? Look around!”
“Wuwu… he… he wouldn’t!!”
*Clang—*
Xiao Yunluo’s emerald spirit sword, with a clang of metal, spun and flew towards the sky.
Gu Mingxin, looking bored, lifted her foot and kicked Feng Yu Die hard in the stomach, bending her into a “U” shape and smashing her towards a large rock nearby.
“Aargh—!!”
*Boom—*
Amidst the mournful cry, the emerald spirit sword plunged into the accumulated snow. Feng Yu Die leaned against the rock, sinking to the ground and spitting out large mouthfuls of blood.
When she looked up, Gu Mingxin’s spirit sword had already reached her neck.
“Ah—!”
But she didn’t sever Feng Yu Die’s neck; the spirit sword stopped to the side of her neck.
“…See, he still hasn’t come~ If I don’t sheath my sword, your head will fly off, you know.”
“… …”
Feng Yu Die’s lips trembled, and she tilted her head to look at Gu Mingxin’s face, then quickly looked around. However, she did not see Ye Anping’s figure as she had hoped.
In the snow forest, only the howling wind and snow remained.
Despair washed over her.
*Did Young Master Ye really, as this person said, want to use her to kill me? But Young Master Ye gave me so much roasted chicken before…*
—I don’t believe it.
*But why hasn’t Young Master Ye come yet!*
*Young Master Ye is so smart, his plans are flawless, he will definitely arrive in time! He planned it! What is the reason he wouldn’t come?*
“Ha… ha… *inhale* *inhale*—”
Large tears squeezed out from the corners of her golden eyes, Feng Yu Die bit her lower lip, covering her nose.
Seeing her like this, Gu Mingxin couldn’t help but burst into laughter,
“Hahaha—hahahaha—”
A sense of pleasure surged through her. The previous setbacks at the Imperial Sect seemed to have all disappeared now, and Gu Mingxin was very happy.
So happy that…
“Goodbye~”
Gu Mingxin raised her spirit sword.
At almost the same time, two shouts echoed through the mountains and wilds.
— “Feng Yu Die!!!”
— “Yu Die!!!”
Ye Anping, about fifty zhang above, saw the scene below and his eyes widened. He gritted his teeth, wishing he could crush the flying sword beneath his feet.
Ye Anping was truly panicked now.
Feng Yu Die couldn’t defeat Gu Mingxin now, this was a fact and within his expectations.
The many roasted chickens he had given Feng Yu Die before coming were to boost her morale.
As long as Feng Yu Die didn’t lose her fighting spirit in front of Gu Mingxin, it was impossible for her to die by Gu Mingxin’s sword. But Ye Anping never expected that Gu Mingxin could attack her heart.
He didn’t know what Gu Mingxin had said to her…
Ye Anping’s teeth were grinding, he couldn’t reach her from this distance!
He couldn’t help but shout in his heart: *Dodge quickly!!*
But as if Feng Yu Die had heard his inner cry, Ye Anping and Xiao Tian, rushing towards her at blurred speeds in her peripheral vision, felt like a hand pulling her back from the brink of death.
*Swish—*
The sound of flesh being pierced rang out.
Blood spurted out, and Xiao Tian’s pupils contracted into dots.
However, the bloody spirit sword did not cut through her neck, but her palm…
“I told you he would come!!”
Her golden eyes glared at Gu Mingxin. Her left palm, pierced by the bloody spirit sword, moved forward along the blade and directly grabbed the hilt of the spirit sword, and also grabbed Gu Mingxin’s sword-holding right hand.
However, there was no hint of regret on Gu Mingxin’s face. Instead, excitement surfaced. She didn’t look at Feng Yu Die at all, but turned her gaze towards Ye Anping, who was flying over on his sword.
“Ye Xiaoliu!!!”
Ye Anping frowned slightly and instantly flashed to her side, wielding the silver spirit sword in his hand and unleashing the Inquiring Sword Art towards her side neck.
*Swish—*
The bloody spirit sword cut through Feng Yu Die’s left palm, and two sword lights flashed, directly blocking Ye Anping’s sword.
“You’ve reached Core Formation!! Congratulations on reaching Core Formation!!”
“Thank you.”
*Clang—*
Under the falling snow, cold light danced rapidly, colliding around the two of them and creating countless spiritual energy halos.
Gu Mingxin stared at Ye Anping with eyes so full of love that it seemed to overflow from her crimson pupils,
“Your Sword Art has improved so much!! So amazing~~”
“… …”
As silver snakes danced, Ye Anping looked at Gu Mingxin with calm eyes, feeling a bit relieved. Now, they just had to wait for his junior sisters to defeat Jiang Mojiao and come help, and then everything would be over.
However, at this very moment, Xue E’s cry came from above,
“Mingxin!! Behind you!!”
Gu Mingxin heard this and glanced sideways behind her, only to see Feng Yu Die holding the emerald spirit sword and standing in front of her neck.
The fear and despair from her golden eyes were completely gone, replaced by a bone-chilling rage.
Gu Mingxin’s lips curved slightly. She blocked Ye Anping’s sword and then used the hilt of her spirit sword to parry Feng Yu Die’s sword.
*Clang—!*
Then she quickly retreated.
But Ye Anping seized the opportunity and advanced. He wasn’t confident he could cooperate with Feng Yu Die’s sword art, but he believed Feng Yu Die could cooperate with him.
He stepped forward, appearing in front of Gu Mingxin, and flicked his sword upwards from below. As expected, it was easily blocked by Gu Mingxin.
The next moment, Xiao Tian’s silver voice darted out from behind him and jumped up. While Ye Anping was pinning down her spirit sword, she made a horizontal slash.
*Swish—*
A splash of blood accompanied by a wisp of black silk scattered. A three-inch long gash appeared on Gu Mingxin’s cheek.
“Hahaha— Ye Xiaoliu!! You’re so amazing~~ I love you so much ahhhh— Haaarrrgggghhhh—”
The blood-colored spirit sword instantly arrived at Ye Anping’s neck.
*Clang—*
But it was blocked by Feng Yu Die’s sword. At the same time, Ye Anping’s spirit sword had reached Gu Mingxin’s neck.
The sound of flesh being pierced rang out.
But it could only leave a negligible scratch on Gu Mingxin’s skin.
Feng Yu Die lightly stepped on Ye Anping’s sword and leaped up, swinging a golden spiritual light downwards. Meanwhile, Ye Anping bent down from below and made a horizontal slash with the Inquiring Sword Art.
The two streams of spiritual light almost sealed off Gu Mingxin’s defensive options.
Logically speaking, no matter which sword she blocked, she would definitely take a hit from the other.
But…
*Clang, clang—*
The blood-colored spirit sword seemed to have split into two, blocking both of their spirit swords almost simultaneously.
The playful expression on Gu Mingxin’s face was now gone. She frowned slightly, her eyes scanning Ye Anping and Feng Yu Die, who seemed to have become one.
“So envious… I’m so envious~~~”
Ye Anping wouldn’t give her a chance to breathe and immediately pressed his advantage,
“A’Gu… Your Junior Brother Wu is already dead by my hand, your Sister Lu is probably not much better, and the demonic cultivators have all been dealt with by the Snow-clothed Guard. Now, you’re the only one left.”
“… …”
“You’re the only one left. One… one person~”
*Clang, clang— Swish—*
“Mingxin!! Hold on!!”
At this moment, a shadow enveloped Feng Yu Die and Ye Anping. Ye Anping looked up slightly and couldn’t help but gasp.
The Black Python, which should have been dozens of miles away, had now arrived above their snow forest, lunging towards them with its open maw.
“Why aren’t my junior sisters here yet…”
If Junior Sister and Yunluo and the others had arrived, the four of them working together would definitely have been able to kill Gu Mingxin here, and then everything would have been stable, with no such major variables.
Ye Anping had estimated that Gu Mingxin would be difficult to kill, but seeing this, he still felt it was a great pity.
Suddenly, a maniacal roar could be heard approaching from the distance.
“Hahahaha— Hahaha— You bunch of trash!!!!”
Jiang Mojiao?!
Upon hearing the voice, Ye Anping’s eyes widened. Could it be that his junior sisters had lost?
But he thought about it and felt it was unlikely.
After dodging Jiang Mojiao’s gaping maw with Feng Yu Die, he quickly looked up and saw a part of Jiang Mojiao’s Nascent Soul flying rapidly towards them.
“Hahaha— You trash!! Be useful for me!! Trash!!”
Amidst the mad laughter, Jiang Mojiao’s Nascent Soul directly charged towards Gu Mingxin.
“?!”
Gu Mingxin was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he was charging at her. She hadn’t expected it and didn’t have time to dodge.
The next moment, Jiang Mojiao’s Nascent Soul plunged fiercely into Gu Mingxin’s forehead.
Xue E, floating in the sky, saw this and her eyes twitched. She cursed and also charged towards Gu Mingxin,
“Stealing my house?! Who gave you the guts!!”
Her delicate shout echoed through the wilderness, and then she disappeared into Gu Mingxin’s forehead, along with the huge black python that had been hovering in the sky.
Gu Mingxin staggered, clearly shocked by Jiang Mojiao’s Nascent Soul entering her soul sea. Her eyes rolled upwards, showing whites.
“Hiss—”
Seeing this, Ye Anping gasped.
This Jiang Mojiao, facing death, still wanted to possess Gu Mingxin?
He realized then that he had completely underestimated Jiang Mojiao’s madness.
Predicting the behavior of the wise and the foolish is not difficult, but predicting the behavior of a madman is like fortune-telling.
In a sense, Jiang Mojiao was much more difficult to deal with than his master!
Feng Yu Die, standing beside Ye Anping, seeing Gu Mingxin motionless, quickly prepared to step forward with her sword to deliver the final blow.
But just as she was about to move, Ye Anping grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his embrace.
“Ah?!”
Feng Yu Die was confused, “Wh… what’s wrong?”
“Jiang Mojiao’s Nascent Soul is about to explode! Quickly gather your Qi to protect yourself!!”
“Ah…”
As Ye Anping’s words fell, accompanied by a soul-wrenching scream, a blood-red light shot up from Gu Mingxin’s brow, shaking the heavens and earth, dispersing all the surrounding clouds.
“””””Ahhhhhh—! Where is this place! Ahhh—! I don’t want to die!! You bunch of trash!! I can still live ahhhh— I don’t want to die, don’t want to die!!!””””
The earth-shattering sound was enough to spread for hundreds of miles.
The entire mountain instantly turned to dust under this foul-smelling Nascent Soul spiritual energy, scattering into the sky thousands of feet high.
Pei Lianxue and Xiao Yunluo, who were chasing Jiang Mojiao, were also sent flying by this impact.
“Hey?! What’s going on?! Aiyayayayaya—”
“Yunluo! Grab my hand…”
The mountains shattered, and even thunder and snow retreated at this moment.
Feng Yu Die and Ye Anping, tightly embracing each other, were blown away by the wind and waves, and then in mid-air, they were smashed by the falling debris and buried underground…
… …
