Chương 74: Chapter 74: What Exactly Is Going On?
On a slope of Mount Shunan, a barrier shattered.
Amidst the broken array flags, a young boy, covered in blood, lunged forward in a crouched stance.
Before him stood an indescribable monster.
The boy's fist pierced through the monster's chest.
Wu Yanhan stared at the scene in disbelief.
Where was Shen Sheng?
Why was it that what appeared before Xu Ming now was such a creature?
Could it be... that Shen Sheng had turned into this monster?
"The martial artists of Wu Kingdom are truly extraordinary," the monster's blood-red eyes gradually faded, giving way to the return of Shen Sheng's sanity.
"I can't say if the martial artists of Wu Kingdom are extraordinary," Xu Ming responded, withdrawing his bloodstained fist and standing upright, his entire body drenched in blood. Only his pitch-black eyes retained clarity. "But I can say this—Wu Kingdom's Blood Asura Battalion is definitely not a place for humans to stay."
Xu Ming looked at Shen Sheng. "Do you have anything else to say?"
Shen Sheng smiled faintly and shook his head. "I'd like to, but I cannot."
He turned his gaze westward. "Though I'm not from Wu Kingdom, I've lived here for a long time. In Shuzhou's Qingyang County, there's a small village—it's like a second home to me. If possible, could you bury me there?"
After saying this, Shen Sheng laughed at himself. "Listen to me. I've killed so many people, I deserve death a thousand times over. How dare I ask anything of you? Someone like me deserves to be left unburied."
As he spoke, Shen Sheng sighed deeply.
"Xu Ming, right? Be careful of everything."
With those words, Shen Sheng could no longer stand. He fell straight backward.
His eyes, always fixed westward, slowly closed.
"I'm truly sorry," Shen Sheng murmured.
It felt like he was apologizing to Xu Ming, yet also to the countless lives he had taken.
When his hand fell limp, all life left his body.
Xu Ming, too, had reached his limit. His vision went black as he collapsed backward.
Wu Yanhan hurried forward and caught Xu Ming just in time.
The moment she touched him, she felt her arms soaked. His blood had already drenched her sleeves.
She didn't know what kind of fierce battle Xu Ming had endured, but she was certain that if she didn't stop the bleeding now, he wouldn't make it.
Wu Yanhan shoved her last two hemostatic pills into Xu Ming's mouth. But for wounds this severe, the pills were like a drop in the ocean.
As she hoisted Xu Ming onto her back and prepared to run down the mountain, waves of icy sword energy swept down from the sky.
Wu Yanhan's heart tensed. Martial energy surged through her meridians as she braced herself for an attack.
Clang!
A translucent, frost-like longsword plunged into the ground before her.
Perched atop the sword hilt was a young girl, no older than eleven or twelve.
The girl's icy eyes were as cold as her blade.
She tilted her head slightly as she looked at the bloodied, mud-covered boy on Wu Yanhan's back, a faint sense of familiarity flickering in her gaze.
"Wan Jian Sect, Xu Xue Nuo," the girl introduced herself as she noticed Wu Yanhan's wary stance. "I heard there was a fourth-tier magical beast here?"
"The fourth-tier beast is already dead," Wu Yanhan replied. "Are you Xu Xue Nuo from Wu Kingdom's Xu family?"
"I was," Xu Xue Nuo nodded. "But I've been disowned."
"So, you're this boy's sister?" Wu Yanhan finally relaxed slightly.
She knew Xu Ming was a mere concubine-born son from the Xu family of Wu Kingdom and was aware he had a half-sister in Wan Jian Sect, renowned across the land.
"Sister?" Xu Xue Nuo's gaze once again fell on the boy on Wu Yanhan's back. Her pupils constricted.
In an instant, before Wu Yanhan could react, she felt the weight on her back lighten.
By the time she turned around, Xu Xuenuo had already taken Xu Ming off her back and laid him on her lap.
The young girl's icy eyes blinked as she gazed at Xu Ming, like someone seeing a long-lost pet from their childhood.
Was it just an illusion? To Wu Yanhan, it seemed as though a hint of sorrow flickered in those cold eyes. Xu Xuenuo, staring at the bloodied Xu Ming in her arms, seemed entirely unconcerned about his blood staining her pristine white sword robes.
"Who hurt him so badly?"
Xu Xuenuo lifted her head and looked at Wu Yanhan, her sharp sword aura seemingly tearing apart everything around her.
"The one who injured him that badly is already dead," Wu Yanhan shook her head. "Take Xu Ming to the town quickly! There should be a healer-cultivator in Xinping County. His injuries are severe—if he isn't treated soon, he won't make it."
"I know," Xu Xuenuo replied coldly.
The next moment, she bit her fingertip, pressing it firmly onto Xu Ming's wound.
Xu Xuenuo's brow furrowed slightly as a trace of pain flickered across her pale face.
Xu Ming, though unconscious, pressed his lips tightly together, his brows knit in anguish, occasionally letting out faint groans.
Seeing Xu Xuenuo's actions, Wu Yanhan immediately understood what she was doing.
This was a technique from Wan Jian Sect.
Xu Xuenuo was channeling her sword energy into her blood and injecting it into Xu Ming's body.
Such a technique required unparalleled control over sword energy and spiritual power.
Although Xu Xuenuo and Xu Ming were only half-siblings, they shared half of their life essence, making this barely feasible.
This method not only replenished Xu Ming's blood but also allowed the sword energy to seal his wounds.
The process would be painful for both Xu Ming and Xu Xuenuo, but it was the most effective approach.
Just as Wu Yanhan exhaled a sigh of relief, thinking Xu Ming would be fine, Xu Ming suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Xu Xuenuo recoiled as if shocked, hastily withdrawing her hand.
"How could this happen?" Xu Xuenuo's eyes filled with confusion.
"What's wrong?" Wu Yanhan rushed forward, her voice anxious.
Xu Xuenuo looked up, disbelief written all over her face. "My blood... it's incompatible with his."
"What??" Wu Yanhan froze. "How is that possible? Aren't you half-siblings? Even with only half the same blood, there shouldn't be an issue."
"I don't know... I..." Xu Xuenuo was equally baffled.
That's impossible.
We're blood-related siblings.
So why... is this happening?
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