Chapter 42

"Kill her!" Luo Tian said weakly. Hua Menghan's sword had shredded his heart, leaving him without the strength to even shout. If he did not receive treatment soon, he would not be far from death.

As soon as Luo Tian finished speaking, suddenly, a sharp whistling sound came through the air, and the massive shadows of nine swords appeared in the sky.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Almost instantly, nine peak Ninth Stage martial artists were cut in half.

The impact was so grand that neither Luo Tian nor Hua Menghan had expected it.

"Who dares to sneak attack my Luo family's subordinates!" Luo Tian said in a fit of rage.

"It's me!" Ye Xiwen stepped out from behind a tree, holding a long sword.

"Boy, who are you? Do you know how powerful our Luo family is? Do you want to die!" Luo Tian said with a fierce expression.

"The one who truly wants to die is you. Attacking a disciple of the One Yuan Sect, are you tired of living!" Ye Xiwen said coldly.

When Hua Menghan heard that he was a disciple of the One Yuan Sect, she immediately felt relieved.

"You are dead! You, a mere worm who hasn't even reached the Xiantian realm, dare to meddle in the grudge between our Luo family and her. You will be waiting for our Luo family to exterminate your clan!" Luo Tian shouted. "It's not too late to regret it now. If you kill Hua Menghan and serve me like a slave, I will spare you!"

Ye Xiwen's eyes immediately filled with a fierce killing intent. How dare he threaten his family? In this world, he had no attachments, but his family was his only concern. Since he had crossed over, his family had given him warmth, making him feel a sense of belonging in this world.

"Serve like a slave..." Before Ye Xiwen could finish speaking, a flash of sword light appeared, illuminating the sky, and a sword was instantly slashed out.

"You actually dare..." Luo Tian said in disbelief, but before he could finish, his head was already separated from his body.

He never imagined that one day he would die at the hands of a mere boy who hadn't even reached the Xiantian realm.

Seeing Luo Tian dead, the remaining burly men immediately scattered, shouting as they fled.

"Don't let them escape!" Hua Menghan reminded.

Without their prompting, Ye Xiwen would not let them escape. If you don't cut the roots, the grass will grow back when the spring breeze blows!

The remaining martial artists, though all peak Ninth Stage, unfortunately met Ye Xiwen, the great killer. Apart from Xiantian experts, Ye Xiwen was not afraid of anyone.

Seeing Ye Xiwen kill all of them, Hua Menghan finally relaxed and fainted.

Ye Xiwen searched Luo Tian's body for a storage ring, not examining it in detail, and put it in his own storage ring.

He walked over to Hua Menghan and examined her. The poison in her body was already very severe, but Ye Xiwen could not ignore it. After all, they were from the same sect, and they were not mortal enemies. He had to carry Hua Menghan and leap through the forest, stopping only when he found a cave. Ideally, he would have taken her back to the One Yuan Sect, but given her condition, they couldn't wait that long.

In the dim light of the cave, Ye Xiwen sat Hua Menghan up and placed his palms on her back, beginning to channel his true qi into her body.

When his true qi entered, Ye Xiwen realized that Hua Menghan's internal condition was a mess. The originally continuous and unending Xiantian true qi, after she lost consciousness, lost its direction and fought against each other. However, this poison was extremely potent, even Xiantian true qi could not suppress it.

As soon as Ye Xiwen's true qi entered, it met the poison, and a sizzling sound was heard. Ye Xiwen's true qi was actually dissolved.

Ye Xiwen was secretly amazed. What kind of poison was this, capable of corroding and dissolving true qi? It was a wonder that Hua Menghan could still fight for so long after being poisoned. For a typical Ninth Stage martial artist, a single drop would have been fatal.

However, at this moment, Ye Xiwen had no time to think much. He continuously channeled his true qi into Hua Menghan's body to help her manage the toxins. The Mingyu Gong was balanced and had a strong inhibitory effect on toxins.

However, Ye Xiwen was only a Ninth Stage martial artist, and his true qi was also Ninth Stage true qi, which was consumed very quickly, and the recovery speed was far from keeping up with the consumption rate.

Before long, Ye Xiwen's true qi was completely depleted. He could only take the true qi recovery pills he had obtained from Zhao Qiyuan and An Yunpeng. As specially trained successors of major forces, they naturally had a large number of true qi recovery pills, and this kind of thing was not lacking.

Ye Xiwen didn't care much and grabbed a handful, swallowing them to convert them into true qi, which he then continued to channel into Hua Menghan's body.

Time passed, minute by minute, and three days went by. During these three days, Ye Xiwen did not dare to relax for a moment, continuously channeling true qi to help her manage the chaotic situation in her body, finally suppressing the toxins.

However, by this time, all the true qi recovery pills around Ye Xiwen had been used up. Ye Xiwen was suddenly anxious. Once his true qi was depleted, the toxins would recur.

These three days had also brought him great benefits. Continuously depleting and then replenishing his true qi had widened his meridians by a third. It was fortunate that his body had been transformed by the mysterious light, or a typical martial artist of the same realm would have already burst.

The wider the meridians, the greater the power of the techniques!

Moreover, during this time, Ye Xiwen's command of his true qi and Hua Menghan's Xiantian true qi working together had rapidly improved his understanding of Xiantian true qi. Originally, Xiantian true qi and Ninth Stage true qi were two different things, but after this period of healing, his understanding of Xiantian true qi had made a significant leap. He could even begin to refine Ninth Stage true qi into Xiantian true qi, though it required a lot more true qi. About one hundred threads of Ninth Stage true qi could be refined into one thread of Xiantian true qi, a qualitative change.

However, this was not a solution. The toxins would eventually recur. Ye Xiwen could only take her back to the One Yuan Sect and seek help from his father.

At this moment, Hua Menghan let out a soft moan and slowly regained consciousness.

"You're awake!" Ye Xiwen said in pleasant surprise. With Hua Menghan awake, things would be easier.

"Where are we!" Hua Menghan weakly asked, collapsing in Ye Xiwen's arms.

"This is a cave. I brought you here to heal!" The soft and fragrant presence in his arms was pleasant, but Ye Xiwen had no time for idle thoughts.

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