Chapter 90

To heal Yan Yue'er, Luo Xiu's cultivation was greatly depleted.

He dared not let his cultivation be completely drained, for if this woman were to wake up and decide to kill him, he would have no means to resist.

Therefore, every time his cultivation was depleted by half, Luo Xiu would take out a spirit stone from his storage ring to restore his lost cultivation.

Fortunately, he had sold the Earth Rank battle sword and cultivation technique, so he had many spirit stones on hand.

This healing process lasted for a full seven days. Yan Yue'er's life force, which was about to collapse, was finally repaired by Luo Xiu and temporarily stabilized. The explosive damage to her divine soul was also temporarily under control.

However, she could not engage in combat, as it would cause her divine soul injury to flare up again.

Her consciousness, which had been in a deep sleep, gradually recovered. A scorching flame aura rose within Yan Yue'er's body.

"Boom!"

Fiery true qi erupted on her skin, and her tight martial attire was instantly burned to ashes, exposing her fair, jade-like body to Luo Xiu.

At the same moment, Yan Yue'er opened her closed eyes.

The moment she woke up, her divine sense spread out, sensing Luo Xiu behind her. She also knew that she had been saved by this person.

However, as soon as she used her divine sense, she felt a splitting headache, and her sea of consciousness almost collapsed. She immediately groaned and quickly retracted her divine sense.

As Yan Yue'er woke up, Luo Xiu also stepped back and said calmly, "Your divine soul injury is only temporarily stable. If you use your divine sense again, your sea of consciousness will collapse, and I won't be able to save you a second time."

Hearing this, Yan Yue'er's eyebrows furrowed, and she noticed that she was completely naked. A flash of shame and anger appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Her figure was perfectly proportioned, with a curvaceous and well-defined body, and skin as white as jade, making her a dream of many men. This was the first time she had been seen naked by a man.

There were clothes in her storage ring, but she could not use her divine sense or true qi to retrieve them.

At a loss, Luo Xiu took out a set of clothes and handed them to her, "These are my clothes. You can wear them for now."

Being naked in front of him, Yan Yue'er's 300-year-old heart stirred slightly.

Seeing such a perfect body, Luo Xiu's heart also stirred with unusual thoughts, suddenly remembering the scene when he treated Lu Mengyao's Fire Yang Meridian.

Seeing the trace of nostalgia in Luo Xiu's eyes, Yan Yue'er guessed he was thinking of some past event.

Although her body had been seen, Yan Yue'er did not react with the shame and anger typical of ordinary women. She calmly took the clothes from Luo Xiu and put them on right in front of him, without asking him to turn away.

However, Luo Xiu knew that this seemingly strong woman had shown a soft side in her heart during her unconscious state.

"Thank you for saving me." After putting on the clothes, the two sat opposite each other in the cave, and Yan Yue'er thanked Luo Xiu.

"Will you repay kindness with enmity?" Luo Xiu smiled and teased, easing the slightly heavy atmosphere between them.

Yan Yue'er gazed at Luo Xiu, her red lips curving into a smile, "Since you're afraid I'll attack you, why did you save me?"

After 300 years of intense cultivation, she rarely interacted with outsiders, and her calm heart now rippled.

Luo Xiu did not say that it was because of the soft side she showed, which made him feel compassion.

This woman's softness seemed to be tied to a deep secret in her heart.

At this moment, Luo Xiu's gaze turned sharp, and he looked out of the cave.

In his perception, several martial artists' auras were approaching.

Seeing Luo Xiu's actions, Yan Yue'er did not know what was happening. She could not use her divine sense and thus could not detect the approaching people.

"Someone is coming." Luo Xiu said solemnly.

Hearing this, Yan Yue'er's face changed slightly, "It's Wei Yungu and He Bashan!"

Seeing Luo Xiu's puzzled expression, Yan Yue'er explained, "These two have been implanted with a soul restriction by me. They must have sensed that my divine soul was injured, and the soul restriction lost control, so they found their way here."

Hearing the term "soul restriction," Luo Xiu's expression changed, as being implanted with a soul restriction meant one's life and death were controlled by another, turning them into a slave.

Standing up, the two walked out of the cave.

By the waterfall pool, Luo Xiu saw the burly man and the man in white, leading seven bound people.

The burly man was He Bashan, and the man in white was Wei Yungu.

As Yan Yue'er had said, they sensed that the soul restriction in their sea of consciousness had lost control, which usually meant that Yan Yue'er was either dead or severely injured, unable to use her divine sense.

For both of them, this was the best opportunity to break free from the soul restriction.

Now, seeing Yan Yue'er walk out of the cave, clearly alive, it was evident that she was severely injured, which was why she had lost control of the soul restriction.

He Bashan's face was twisted with a cruel smile, "Little girl, did you ever think you'd have this day when you implanted a soul restriction on me?"

Wei Yungu, the man in white, focused his gaze on Luo Xiu, who was standing next to Yan Yue'er. Since Yan Yue'er had lost control of the soul restriction, her injuries were severe and not a concern. However, this young man, who called himself "Xiu Luo," was undoubtedly a formidable enemy.

He clearly remembered that the Eighth Rank Xiantian cultivator Huang Yuanshan had been killed by one of his sword strikes!

"Xiu Luo, I am Wei Yungu." The man in white bowed and said, "I have been implanted with a soul restriction, and my life is not my own. If you hand over the woman next to you to me, I will remember your great kindness."

Wei Yungu's attitude was very humble, clearly not wanting to provoke Luo Xiu.

Yan Yue'er snorted and pointed at Wei Yungu, saying to Luo Xiu, "This man is humble because he fears your strength. But if you knew that he killed over 300 people in a village to cultivate an evil technique, you wouldn't think so highly of him."

Then, she pointed at the burly man He Bashan, "This man is a lecher, who rapes and pillages. He once had evil intentions towards me, which is why I implanted a soul restriction on him, controlling his life."

"I wouldn't have kept them alive if it weren't for the blood sacrifice to activate the altar for the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm."

"Hmph, we are not good people, but are you a good person? You brought us to the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm to kill us and use our martial artists' blood to activate the array. How cruel is your heart?" Wei Yungu said coldly.

Yan Yue'er was unperturbed and said calmly, "I have principles when I kill. People like you are trash and deserve to die. Using you for a blood sacrifice is not wrong."

As she spoke, she looked at Luo Xiu, "Whether it's the hundred slaves, Wei Yungu, He Bashan, or the Xiantian martial artists I brought into the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm, each of them has committed countless evils and deserves to die."

She was actually trying to prevent Luo Xiu from thinking she was a cruel woman.

"You, a cruel woman, use human blood to activate the array, and you think you're right?"

"Xiu Luo, don't listen to this woman's nonsense. Be careful not to be deceived by her, or your life will be in danger!"

The seven Xiantian martial artists, whose cultivation had been stripped, also shouted in righteous indignation.

These people, each with their own words, did not move Luo Xiu.

Right and wrong are not my concern!

Although he had saved Yan Yue'er, this was a matter between her and Wei Yungu, and it had nothing to do with him!

He had no obligation to protect this woman, especially since she had once tried to kill him to steal the demon jade.

Seeing that Xiu Luo was unmoved, Yan Yue'er clearly did not expect his resolve to be so firm, completely unaffected by others.

Without a doubt, Xiu Luo was a man of principles, and a few words could not make him help her against Wei Yungu and He Bashan.

"If you want to enter the third area, even with the dual moon demon jade, you need martial artists' blood to activate the array. Help me once, and I will tell you a secret about the Ten Thousand Demons Secret Realm!" Yan Yue'er said.

"Xiu Luo, don't believe this woman. Although she is injured, she can still implant a soul restriction with her divine sense. Her strength is definitely above the Divine Soul Martial Ancestor level. If her blood is used for the sacrifice, the effect will be better than ours." Wei Yungu said.

At this moment, both he and Yan Yue'er were trying to win Xiu Luo to their side.

"Their nine people's blood is enough. As long as you take me to the third area, the secret I will tell you will be of great benefit to you."

"Xiu Luo, this woman is cruel. If you believe her, once she recovers, she will definitely kill you first!"

Despite their arguments, Xiu Luo remained unmoved.

In a world where the strong rule, everyone acts for their own benefit, and Xiu Luo is no exception.

Yan Yue'er took off an ancient ring from her hand and handed it directly to Xiu Luo.

"This ring contains a mid-grade Earth Rank flexible sword, 30,000 mid-grade spirit stones, 1,000 high-grade spirit stones, and an Eighth Rank martial technique!"

This was the reward for Xiu Luo to help her.

The value of this wealth was almost on par with the treasure trove of the Wu Wang of Buzhen!

Clearly, Wei Yungu, He Bashan, and the others could not offer such wealth.

"I need a reason to kill, and this wealth is my reason!"

Cultivation requires a large amount of resources, and fighting for resources is the most common thing in the world of martial artists.

If Wei Yungu and the others did not deserve to die, Xiu Luo would not kill innocent people for wealth.

But in this world, which martial artist who has achieved success has not shed blood?

Wei Yungu killed over 300 people in a village to practice an evil technique, and He Bashan was a lecher who raped and pillaged, which is why he fell into Yan Yue'er's hands.

The other Xiantian martial artists, each with a dark aura, had countless lives on their hands.

Even Xiu Luo himself, how many people had he killed?

In Qingyun City, he had killed countless Qingjia guards with his sword, and the number of demon beasts he had killed was even greater. In this world where the strong rule, who does not have blood on their hands?

Killing, in itself, has no right or wrong, only a matter of the heart!

Putting away the storage ring Yan Yue'er handed him, Xiu Luo looked at Wei Yungu and the others, his killing intent unmasked.

Wei Yungu and He Bashan's expressions changed, knowing that they must fight this Xiu Luo to the death.

As for the seven Xiantian martial artists behind them, their cultivation had been stripped, and they were of no use.