Chapter 52

The next day, Meixue, full of anticipation, came to the beach where she had agreed to meet Xiaoliu, and once again saw that red figure.

Amidst the constantly rolling waves, she stood alone on the water, coldly gazing at the boundless sea, her back slightly lonely.

At the first sight of that lonely figure, Meixue realized that today's Xiaoliu was completely different from yesterday's.

Yesterday's Xiaoliu was immersed in the sound of the waves, laughing and merging with the color of the water.

Today's Xiaoliu, just by standing there, exuded an endless aura of authority, as if determined to conquer the sea without yielding.

That aura, that oppressive feeling, Meixue had only felt it from one person before.

It seemed like something was off?

Facing the boundless sea, the girl in red had a look of intoxication on her face.

However, it was not the simple joy that Xiaoliu had, but an intense desire, an incredibly greedy gaze.

The blood flowing through her body was restless, driven mad by the vast ocean, by the countless waves.

For the blood in her body was the divine blood of the ancient water god's descendants, and rivers and seas were all within her domain.

Unfortunately, that was a distant past. Now, the power in her body was not enough to control this sea, and she was even suppressed by the laws of the sea and mountains, unable to leave the secret realm.

What a laughable fate, to be a descendant of the water god and yet unable to freely manipulate this ocean.

How could she vent this frustration?

"Xiaoliu?" A strange voice came from behind, and the girl in red turned around to see the boy in a simple robe.

She knew who he was; it was because of him that she had come to this beach.

The sea was truly wonderful, perfect for disposing of a body.

"Unfortunately, your life ends here, Meixue." The "Xiaoliu" who turned around looked at the boy, who was unaware of his impending death, with a murderous gaze, and a blood-red long sword appeared in his hand.

As soon as the sword appeared, the entire ocean behind her trembled, a sign of the boiling power of the water god, a killing intent that even the boundary-breaking pearl could not conceal.

"What are you talking about, Xiaoliu?" Meixue looked at the girl standing on the waves, completely unaware that she was in mortal danger.

"It won't hurt, it'll be over in a moment." The blood-red long sword in "Xiaoliu's" hand trembled slightly, yearning for the nourishment of fresh blood.

In the next second, "Xiaoliu" appeared behind Meixue, and the blood-red long sword in her hand was stained with a warm, red hue.

"Stay away from Xiaoliu, or I'll eat you." This was the last thing Meixue heard.

In the next second, Meixue's expression froze, and then her body slowly fell to the ground.

"Xiaoliu," no, Xiaoxiang, acted as quickly, accurately, and mercilessly as she had said. When the long sword pierced Meixue's chest, it did not even cause her pain.

Everything ended in an instant. Xiaoxiang killed Meixue with her superior sword skills, and Meixue did not even have time to react.

"Good, now Xiaoliu is safe." Xiaoxiang put away her sword, pinched Meixue's cheeks carefully, and then left after seeing what the human who had deceived Xiaoliu looked like.

Half an hour later, Meixue coughed and climbed out of the waves, staring blankly at her chest.

Beaten? Meixue only remembered "Xiaoliu" suddenly rushing to her, and then everything went black.

At the same time, Xiaoliu, who had woken up in the secret realm, pouted and used her hair to cover the nine-headed snake crystal hair accessory, weaving a small cage as a silent protest.

"Ah, it was my mistake, but everything is over now. Xiaoliu, forget about that human named Meixue." Xiaoxiang, who had been caught in the act, showed no remorse.

That human named Meixue had to die; it was the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, the supreme way. She was merely carrying out the will of heaven.

"Meixue isn't dead, why should I forget?" Xiaoliu's eyes were red, and only she knew how terrifying Xiaoxiang's attack was.

That sword, if it had been just a little to the left, would have pierced Meixue's heart.

By skillfully using the air between the heart and the chest cavity to create a wound that instantly cut off the heart's blood flow, sealing the opponent's nerves and spiritual energy, it was a technique close to divine.

This was Xiaoxiang, the terrifying strength of the ruler of Qingxu.

Meixue must have felt the true fear of death when that sword pierced her body.

...

"That was really dangerous." Meixue examined her wound and came to the same conclusion as Xiaoliu.

This move, if it had gone a little further, would have made her unable to wake up again. It was a truly fatal blow. If the other party had not shown mercy at the last moment, she would have been finished.

So, was she hated? Meixue looked at the nearly completed longevity wooden plaque and smiled bitterly.

In that case, that human should give up. Would he dare to approach Xiaoliu again, risking life and death? Xiaoxiang in the secret realm smiled in victory.

...

Then, at that familiar beach, Xiaoliu saw Meixue again.

"Good morning." Meixue smiled at the girl who had given her a fatal blow just yesterday, showing no signs of having just survived a life-threatening situation.

"Um... yesterday... I'm sorry!" Xiaoliu bowed deeply, apologizing to Meixue, who had been mistakenly injured.

Xiaoxiang was fine in every way, but she was overly protective. In the past, she had driven away secret realm races that approached her. She never thought she would suddenly do something so extreme to Meixue.

"Xiaoliu?" Meixue looked at the girl who was desperately apologizing, completely confused about what had happened yesterday.

"Yesterday's wasn't me, it was my sister Xiaoxiang. We are twins, and my sister always protects me, doesn't like me talking to others, and especially dislikes humans." Xiaoliu explained the truth in a broken manner.

So that was it. No wonder it felt off yesterday.

That's good. It wasn't Xiaoliu yesterday, and she thought she had been hated.

In that case... perhaps... there's still hope...

Meixue's body swayed, and then she fell to the ground.

"Meixue!" Xiaoliu was shocked. Upon closer inspection, she saw faint traces of blood in the footprints behind Meixue.

Right, the fatal wound caused by Xiaoxiang's sword couldn't heal so quickly. How could she be so stupid, not even thinking of such a simple thing?

She was so badly injured but still came here as agreed, waiting for her. Oh, I'm sorry, really sorry.

Warm blood light began to appear on Xiaoliu's palm. This light was the power of her blood god, the source of the endless sea of blood.

"Xiaoliu! Are you crazy!" Seeing Xiaoliu about to use her essence power to heal Meixue, Xiaoxiang finally couldn't bear it. Essence power was not something that could be easily replenished; using a little would take centuries to recover.

"It's because of Xiaoxiang's recklessness. Even if I have to sleep, I must save Meixue." Xiaoliu, with a look of sacrifice, placed her hands on Meixue's chest and let a drop of essence blood fall.

One, two, three. Three drops of blood fell, and Meixue's face turned rosy, while Xiaoliu's face turned extremely pale.

"Xiaoliu, why, why are you doing this? You just refined these few drops of life essence blood. If you do this, you will soon lose consciousness." Xiaoxiang's voice, full of disbelief, came from the nine-headed snake crystal hair accessory.

This was no longer a matter of a human trap but a crisis that threatened Xiaoliu's life, and this crisis was caused by her threat to the human named Meixue.

"It's okay, it's all because of me. Xiaoxiang is not wrong, and Meixue is not wrong. It's all my fault." Tears glistened in Xiaoliu's eyes, tears of guilt and regret.

If she hadn't been so proud and boastful about her relationship with Meixue, if she had noticed Xiaoxiang's unease, none of this would have happened.

So, she had to take responsibility and do what she should, even if it meant losing the time she had in the human world, perhaps sleeping for a very long time before waking up.

"Xiaoliu... I'm sorry..." Xiaoxiang was silent, feeling helpless about her mistake.

"It's okay, but I really, really want to continue watching, to continue being with Meixue. Sister, can I ask you to do something?" Xiaoliu's voice slowly weakened, a sign that her consciousness was gradually fading.

"I promise, anything." Everything started because of her sword, how could Xiaoxiang not agree?

"Use the remaining time of the boundary-breaking pearl in my place. What you see, what you remember, show it to me and tell me when I wake up."

"Sister, please take care of Meixue for these few days, using my identity."

"Sister, I entrust this to you..." Xiaoliu's voice grew weaker and weaker, until it finally faded away.

Then, "Xiaoliu's" pupils burned with a transparent red, the color of the ruler of Qingxu.

But soon, this sharp gaze softened, filled with sadness and regret.

"Okay, from now until we leave the human world, I am Xiaoliu. I will take your place to see this world and be with this human."

Meixue woke up from her faint, finding her chest wound suddenly healed, and in front of her was a girl smiling, with a look of unease and concern in her eyes.

"Did I faint? Xiaoliu." Meixue touched her chest, realizing she had been a bit too overconfident.

"Fainting from a minor injury isn't very manly. Get up. If you don't have the strength, I'll lend you my hand." Xiaoliu pulled Meixue up, helping him stand from the beach.

"Thanks, Xiaoxiang's sword was really merciless. I almost thought I was going to another world... Ouch..."

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