Chapter 223 Last Stand and Severe Injury.
But the Fourth Elder achieved his goal, for the invincible shield protecting Wu Xuan was now riddled with cracks and shattered completely in the next instant. The Fourth Elder grinned maliciously and unleashed a ghostly claw at Wu Xuan, who was raising his spear to block.
At the same moment, the divine sense of Ilex, attached to Wu Xuan's Soul-Breaking Spear, activated, a thin, pale gray membrane covering Wu Xuan's entire body.
"Boom!" Wu Xuan groaned, blood gushing from his mouth, his body flying backward and embedding itself in a two-meter-thick slope a hundred meters away.
"I'm not reconciled!" Sensing that Wu Xuan's life force was not completely extinguished, and that the vengeful spirits had failed to invade Wu Xuan's spiritual sea, the Fourth Elder roared with venomous resentment. In the next instant, the Sun Holy Sword, carrying terrifying flames of light, completely engulfed the Fourth Elder.
The titled Douluo, a generation of evil soul masters, the Fourth Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, was thus killed on the spot by Ye Guyi, at the cost of Wu Xuan's severe injuries!
Ye Guyi's soul power surged, leaping four levels in a row.
"Wu Xuan! Wu Xuan!" Without looking at the Fourth Elder, and without any joy at the surge in soul power, Ye Guyi frantically ran to the slope where Wu Xuan had fallen and pulled him out of the pit.
"Wu Xuan, waaaah! Don't die~! Waaah," looking at Wu Xuan's miserable appearance covered in blood in her arms, and the hideous wound on his chest emitting black smoke, Ye Guyi instantly burst into tears of regret. If anything happened to Wu Xuan, she might never be able to forgive herself for the rest of her life.
"Cough cough! Stop shaking him, or he'll really die! Pfft~!" Feeling the softness from his neck and the back of his head, Wu Xuan struggled to open his eyes, only to see Ye Guyi's tearful expression. But before he could utter a single sentence, a mouthful of blood suddenly surged up. If Wu Xuan hadn't turned his head to the side, he probably would have sprayed blood directly onto Ye Guyi's face.
"Waaah! That's great! I knew you wouldn't die so easily! That's great!" Ye Guyi burst into laughter, tears streaming down her face, at the sight of Wu Xuan's contorted expression of pain. "Cough cough! Being your boss was the worst decision I ever made. Once I'm healed, I'll definitely fire you! Pfft~!" Wu Xuan's face contorted, and he spat out a mouthful of blood as he finished speaking.
"You can do whatever you want once you're healed, just stop talking." Seeing Wu Xuan spitting out blood, Ye Guyi panicked again, and her movement aggravated the wound on Wu Xuan's chest.
"Hiss hiss hiss~ Don't move! Ah~! It hurts so much!" Wu Xuan screamed.
"Let me clean the Netherworld Ghost Qi from your wound first! Otherwise, this Netherworld Ghost Qi entering your body will damage your cultivation talent." Ye Guyi ignored Wu Xuan's screams, circulating a dense power of light in her palm and pressing it against Wu Xuan's smoke-filled wound. If such extraordinary talent were to be damaged, it would be a loss for the entire continent.
The divine power truly lived up to its reputation as the nemesis of all evil spirit masters. The moment the black smoke came into contact with the divine power, it vanished at a visible speed, like snow under the blazing sun.
However, Ye Guyi was stunned. Apart from a trace of the ghostly aura at the wound, there wasn't a single trace of it left in his body.
With the ghostly aura at the wound completely dissipated, Wu Xuan felt a sudden sense of relief. Although he still felt pain inside, it was far less severe than before.
"How are you feeling? Are you alright?" Ye Guyi asked, noticing Wu Xuan's slightly relieved expression.
"I feel much better! But let me tell you! This isn't over between us. All the spoils that old beast left behind are mine; you won't get a single hair." Wu Xuan lay in Ye Guyi's arms, pointing to the Fourth Elder, who was burned to a crisp.
"Fine! It's all yours, including those two soul bones." Seeing Wu Xuan, covered in blood, starting to discuss how to divide the spoils, Ye Guyi finally felt relieved.
"Hmph! I suffered so much to save you; this is far from enough to make up for my physical injuries and emotional pain." Wu Xuan sneered.
"Fine! All the spoils from now on are yours; I won't take them. Is that alright now?" Ye Guyi pouted. Anyway, the surge in soul power after killing the high-level evil soul master had already made her a fortune, saving her a year and a half of arduous cultivation. If she didn't want the spoils, so be it.
"You're smart enough! Let me tell you, stop doing reckless things. A level 91 evil soul master titled Douluo without a soul core managed to injure me like this in his dying counterattack, let alone you. You're just waiting to die." Wu Xuan continued his tirade.
"Okay~! I'll listen to you from now on, and I'll never act alone again~!" Looking at the incessantly chattering Wu Xuan, Ye Guyi couldn't help but smile. Being nagged was actually quite nice.
"There's one more thing. My whole body is about to fall apart. Take me to get healed! Remember, don't go back to Mingdu." As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Xuan's eyes rolled back and he fainted.
"Hey hey hey! Wu Xuan, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Just now, she felt that Wu Xuan was very kind, but Wu Xuan's sudden fainting made Ye Guyi completely lose her composure. Lying in the arms of such a beautiful woman like me, you only looked at the evil soul master's legacy, and then fainted after giving your instructions? What the hell? Can't we, a lone man and woman, have a heartfelt confession?
"You might as well die here, I really don't want to deal with you anymore." Ye Guyi gritted her teeth and pushed Wu Xuan to the ground, but before she could take a few steps, she turned back again, slung Wu Xuan over her shoulder, and hoisted him onto her back. "It's a pity he died like this, what a waste of such a handsome face."
Mingbei Town!
This is a small town more than 100 kilometers north of Mingdu. This is the place Ye Guyi found after carrying Wu Xuan for nearly two hours.
Ye Guyi was surprised to find that her physical condition was surprisingly good after carrying Wu Xuan all the way, and she felt quite energetic. Not only was her previous fatigue gone, but she was also full of vitality.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, Ye Guyi made a grand gesture and bought a commoner's house on the side of the town street so that Wu Xuan could recuperate.
When the old owner of the house changed the bedding and went to lift Wu Xuan, he found that even the two strong adults could not lift Wu Xuan. Helpless, Ye Guyi had to hoist Wu Xuan up again and put him on the bed.
"He's not even that strong, so how come he's so heavy?" Ye Guyi muttered to herself, rubbing her aching shoulders.
"Miss, would you like us to change this young master's clothes?" A young girl, around seventeen or eighteen years old, stepped forward and asked respectfully. However, the way she looked at Wu Xuan seemed strange.
"No need. Go and boil some hot water for me. I'll take care of him. Also, young lady, don't have any other ideas. We're not people you can mess with," Ye Guyi said coldly.
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