The girl leaned her head on Long Siye’s body, and she smiled tenderly as she did in their previous life. "It’s all because of you that Long Siye feels indignant about me. In this world, there should be only me who looks like me! But now, there’s also you. He’s here to kill you, for me. Honestly, I feel uncomfortable seeing you around. You are just a clone, and you shouldn’t even exist in the world!"
Gu Xijiu looked at Long Siye. His expression was a display of dark uncertainty. A sword slowly appeared in his palm, "Xijiu, I’m sorry!"
The sword was aimed directly at her and moved swiftly in her direction.
Gu Xijiu did not feel quite right about it.
She was tired. She was really tired! She was so exhausted that she would rather lie down on the floor and take a rest, but all this awful mess just could not seem to leave her alone!
Without blathering on, as she did not have much to say to Long Siye, she faced him directly.
Again, it was another vigorous fight, raging like a storm.
Long Siye taught her all the essential Kung Fu techniques that she used to have. Before that, she was no match for him.
However, in this life, she found a classical book in the cave, which must have been left for her by The Lord. If she were to fight Long Siye this time, they should be able to end in a draw.
Ye Hongfeng witnessed the entire fight with her arms crossed. A few moments in, she shouted, "Siye, your spiritual power is obviously stronger than hers so you should be able to pummel her. Are you pulling your punches now?"
After listening to Ye Hongfeng's disapproving words, Long Siye's movements became faster all of a sudden. His surrounding spiritual power was surging as if tangible and definite, so powerful that it started to pressure Gu Xijiu.
Although Gu Xijiu had created plenty of legendary stories by fighting against stronger opponents, she would still crumble under the force of the enemy if there was a significant disparity of strength. Long Siye had reached level nine in his spiritual power. Once he fully utilizes his power, he would leave Gu Xijiu no chance at all.
Yun Qingluo, who was level six and a half in her spiritual power, would be held down under his strength, let alone Gu Xijiu who had just acquired level five.
Gu Xijiu had obviously felt the pressure of the enormous strength from her opponent. Her blood boiled with anger. However, she held her body straight and did not show any sign of being threatened. Her movements were smooth as she was a cloud floating in flowing water. Long Siye’s eyes darkened at the sight of her swift movements.
"Xijiu, you’re always so stubborn. If you’re willing to take your death graciously, I’ll preserve your entire body."
Gu Xijiu was a steady person in maintaining her composure. However, her blood was raging so much at that moment that she could no longer contain herself. Her hand trembled, and in her slightest distraction, the sword in her hand was disarmed entirely and flew towards the sky.
"Xijiu, remember, don't reincarnate to your next life. Let your soul evaporate like a mist." Long Siye's sword was swift as if a venomous snake moving towards Gu Xijiu's neck.
Once she was hit, she would be beheaded. She would no longer exist in this world.
Gu Xijiu wanted to keep away from the strike, but it was too late. Her heart was suddenly filled with so much sorrow – she was killed in his hand in both her previous and current life.
Suddenly, there was a sound of a flute coming from an unknown source. Long Siye was stunned a little at the sound of it. His strike was slightly off target, and Gu Xijiu successfully evaded it. She lunged backward to create some distance away from him.
Her heart was beating so vigorously now – unsure if it was from her narrow escape from death or other possible reasons. She turned towards the sound of the flute and saw the figure of a man slowly drifting in.
His purple robe fluttered lightly along with his movement. His strands of hair floated gently in the wind. His eyes were as dark as the autumn rivers, and his lips were dull cherry red. He moved in an amazingly graceful manner – Di Fuyi was here.
Upon arrival, he quickly hid Gu Xijiu behind his back and told her, "Sweetheart, you must be tired, let me handle this!"
Gu Xijiu finally felt warmth in her heart. She had a sudden sense of security while looking at the tall figure standing in front of her.
She knew that Di Fuyi’s Kung Fu should be superior to Long Siye's, so she would be safe with him.
Before his appearance, she was so tensed that she could not fight. However, with his presence, she could finally heave a sigh of relief. She was so tired to the point where her limbs were about to cramp.
The amount of care that Di Fuyi showed to her was not ordinary. He waved his sleeves backward, and there was a cushion on the floor which appeared out of thin air, "Rest if you're tired, a girl shouldn't have to be this tough."
With this gesture, Gu Xijiu felt a mix of warmth and grief. Without hesitation, she quickly sat down on the cushion as she watched Di Fuyi and Long Siye engage in a battle.
Before Di Fuyi started fighting, he asked, "Long Siye, do you want to kill her yourself or do you want me to do it on your behalf?"
His finger was pointing at Ye Hongfeng.
Gu Xijiu was lost for words.
Her heart throbbed a little. A sense of iciness quickly replaced the warmth she had just felt. Di Fuyi sounded as if he was jealous.
Long Siye would not let Di Fuyi kill his beloved whom he had just brought back to life. He hid her behind his back to protect her. Both of them briefly exchanged a few words and finally fought against one another after failing to reach a common view.
Gu Xijiu watched as they fought robustly amidst the winds of change. She was enthralled by the fight and did not realize that Ye Hongfeng was quietly approaching her from behind. Gu Xijiu seemed to be so deeply absorbed in the battle that she did not know what was going on behind her.
It seemed like the sword was about to stab her heart from the back. Without turning around, she suddenly struck back and grabbed the sword from Ye Hongfeng. She took advantage of the surprise and seized the sword. She then aimed it directly back at Ye Hongfeng.
The entire process was smooth, and she knew that she would get attacked as Gu Xijiu obviously had no mercy for her.
"Hongfeng!" In mid-air, Long Siye tried to temporarily distract Di Fuyi with a wave of his sword and quickly rushed towards Gu Xijiu at the risk of his life.
The force from his palm arrived before he did and it was like a typhoon which threw Gu Xijiu away.
She experienced a hard impact on the floor with a loud crashing sound. Gu Xijiu was light-headed by the intense pain. She could hardly see, and her ears were ringing to the point where she could no longer hear clearly.
A few moments later, she finally regained her conscious, but she could not see both Long Siye and Ye Hongfeng at the scene. She could only see a hand that was offered in front of her. She looked up at the purple sleeves and saw Di Fuyi’s handsome, smiling face. He looked at her and said tenderly, "Come, let me help you up."
His hand was smooth as jade, unlike Long Siye’s hand with jointed fingers that were as slender as a bamboo. Di Fuyi's hand was precious as if carved from an exclusively rare Mutton Fat Jade Stone. This form of hand was so perfect that it triggered an urge for her to touch it.
His hands were capable of raging winds and storms. Certainly, they were capable of providing her with a solid support.
Gu Xijiu finally put her hand in his grasp and said, "The two of them…"
Before she was able to finish her sentence, there was a sudden and intense pain in her wrist. Di Fuyi's hand was squeezing her like a pair of pincers. The intensity of his clutch was able to shatter her bones.
Gu Xijiu completely changed her countenance. She fought back anxiously but failed to release her hand from his grasp, as if her soul was being held hostage, too.
Di Fuyi saw her struggles, and a smile slowly appeared on his face. His laughter was filled with the gloom of darkness, enough to chill her to her bones.
"You’re not Di Fuyi!" Gu Xijiu finally realized it. Although Di Fuyi was bad, he would never laugh at her in such a painful manner.
‘Di Fuyi’ laughed louder, "I see that the one that you subconsciously trust is Di Fuyi."
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