Chapter 87

As Dongfang Xiuzhe entered the room, Liu Hong let out a breath. The events of tonight were truly thrilling.

It was already late, and Liu Hong was about to turn and leave when she heard the door creak again. Turning around, she saw Dongfang Xiuzhe standing at the doorway.

Could this little brat be seeing me off?

With this thought, Liu Hong's face softened into a gentle smile. She was about to persuade Dongfang Xiuzhe to go back inside, but Dongfang Xiuzhe spoke first.

"How did he come? Could the events I predicted earlier have happened?"

Murmuring to himself, Dongfang Xiuzhe frowned, his gaze fixed on the direction of the school gate.

He had already sensed Ren Tianxing's aura and could guess that Ren Tianxing had come to find him, but he couldn't figure out why.

"Hey, what did you just say?"

Liu Hong asked curiously, as she hadn't heard clearly what Dongfang Xiuzhe had said.

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't answer. Instead, he raised his hand, and a talisman shot up into the sky, emitting a faint light.

His lips moved slightly, and his voice was transmitted to Ren Tianxing. This was similar to the "thousand-mile voice transmission" in martial arts, where only the target could hear what was said.

"Speak louder, I can't hear you!" Liu Hong said, a bit annoyed.

"Don't be so dramatic, you'll wake up Qiqi." Dongfang Xiuzhe shot a glance at Liu Hong and then said solemnly, "He's coming!"

"Who? Who's coming?"

Liu Hong's mind was a bit muddled by Dongfang Xiuzhe's跳跃思维 (leaping thoughts), thinking it might be Shadow Five returning.

A gust of wind blew, lifting her fiery red clothes and long hair, making her look incredibly graceful.

"Whoosh~"

A black shadow suddenly flashed and stopped between Liu Hong and Dongfang Xiuzhe.

"What incredible speed!"

Liu Hong exclaimed. Just by the speed, the person was definitely an expert, and his skills were probably even better than Shadow Five's.

When she saw the person's face, Liu Hong was even more surprised. She hadn't expected him to be so young, and even more surprising, he was carrying someone in his arms.

"What's going on today? Why are the people coming one more mysterious than the last?"

Liu Hong couldn't help but look at Dongfang Xiuzhe with a questioning gaze. She knew this young man must have come to find Dongfang Xiuzhe.

"Are you in such a hurry to find me because what I said to you before has come true?"

Dongfang Xiuzhe stood still, gazing at Ren Tianxing with a profound expression.

Gently placing his master on the side, Ren Tianxing walked to within three meters of Dongfang Xiuzhe and knelt down with a thud.

"Please, save my master!" His voice was filled with sorrow and deep self-reproach.

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't react much, just frowned, but Liu Hong was startled. She hadn't expected this young expert to kneel before Dongfang Xiuzhe.

"What's going on? Did I miss something?" Liu Hong was confused, wanting to ask but not knowing how to interject.

"Did you say you want to save your master? Do you mean the old man on the ground? Hey, I'm not seeing things, right? This old man... he looks like he's already dead!"

Liu Hong examined carefully and was suddenly shocked. She hadn't seen wrong; the old man was indeed dead, and it was clear he had just died.

Bringing a dead person here to ask for help, could it be that he was so grief-stricken that his mind was affected?

A dead person can't be brought back to life.

"Save your master?" Dongfang Xiuzhe's eyebrows furrowed as he pointed to the old man, "Do you mean him?"

"Exactly!"

"He's already dead. You don't expect me to bring a dead person back to life, do you?" Dongfang Xiuzhe looked straight at Ren Tianxing.

"Please, I know you can do it. My master is my only family, I can't lose him!"

Ren Tianxing immediately kowtowed nine times, the sound of his head hitting the ground leaving no doubt about his sincerity.

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't speak, but walked over to the old man's body.

To be honest, Dongfang Xiuzhe was just a yin-yang master, not a god. He couldn't bring the dead back to life, but he could bind the old man's soul to an object, allowing Ren Tianxing to be with him long-term.

Or he could turn the old man's body into a moving zombie.

Squatting down, he gently touched the cold wrist.

From the pulse, it was clear the old man was dead. His body was stiff, without any warmth, and his heart had stopped beating.

However, when Dongfang Xiuzhe's gaze fell on the talisman stuck to the old man's chest, his eyes flashed.

Watching Dongfang Xiuzhe perform a detailed examination, Ren Tianxing didn't dare to disturb him, even slowing and softening his breathing.

Finally, after a tense wait, Dongfang Xiuzhe stopped examining and walked over with a serious expression.

"My master...?"

Ren Tianxing wanted to ask but was afraid of the answer. This was his last hope.

"There is a chance to save him," the first half of the sentence gave Ren Tianxing hope, but the second half made his heart sink, "but the chance is very small!"

"I'm willing to try!" Ren Tianxing said urgently.

Any chance is better than no chance.

Dongfang Xiuzhe didn't speak, looking very troubled.

"Do you need any special herbs?" Ren Tianxing asked quickly.

"The treatment will cost me at least ten years of my life, and there's a risk of severe backlash during the process!" Dongfang Xiuzhe said calmly.

His words were half true and half false.

Ren Tianxing was taken aback. If it was just a lack of precious herbs, he might have found a way, but the cost of the treatment was too high. No one would take such a risk unless they were foolish.

Moreover, he and Dongfang Xiuzhe had only met a few times. Why would Dongfang Xiuzhe help him?

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Ren Tianxing was in deep distress.

Dongfang Xiuzhe remained silent, standing still as if waiting for something.

Liu Hong, not understanding the situation, also chose to be silent, but her mind was working: Could this little brat really bring the dead back to life?

Time passed slowly.

Finally, Ren Tianxing seemed to have made up his mind. He suddenly looked up and pleaded, "If you help me save my master, I'll serve you as a slave!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe's eyes lit up. He had been waiting for this. He flipped his wrist and took out a blank scroll from his storage ring.

Out of curiosity, Liu Hong also came over. When she saw Dongfang Xiuzhe bite his finger and write strange symbols in blood, her mind was once again confused.

"Words are not enough, a written contract is needed!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe threw the blood-written contract to Ren Tianxing and pointed to a spot, "Write your name in blood here!"

Ren Tianxing, having made up his mind, didn't hesitate. He bit his finger and wrote "Ren Tianxing" on the scroll.

"The contract is made, it takes effect immediately, by the power of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning!"

Dongfang Xiuzhe quickly made hand seals and placed his palm on the contract. A green light flashed and the contract disappeared.

At that moment, Ren Tianxing felt something enter his forehead, but it didn't hurt, so he didn't pay much attention.

Dongfang Xiuzhe, having achieved his goal, immediately began treating the old man.

The old man wasn't actually dead. The "Soul-Taming Talisman" on his chest had put him into a state of false death. Otherwise, even if Dongfang Xiuzhe were a great god, he wouldn't have a chance of saving him.

What Dongfang Xiuzhe had told Ren Tianxing was half true and half false. The risk of backlash was real, but the loss of ten years of life was false.

Because the treatment process must not be disturbed, Dongfang Xiuzhe entered a barrier.

Ren Tianxing and Liu Hong, guarding outside, chatted intermittently, gradually becoming more familiar. Their conversation eventually turned to the topic of the little demon, Dongfang Xiuzhe.

The sky gradually turned white, and it was already dawn.

Just as the two were getting anxious, the barrier suddenly disappeared.

Almost simultaneously, they stood up from the ground, but the scene before them made them freeze.

Dongfang Xiuzhe was lying in a pool of blood, his face as pale as paper, his clothes torn and revealing numerous shocking wounds, which were still bleeding.

When had they ever seen the invincible Dongfang Xiuzhe so severely injured?

"Don't just stand there, help me, cough, cough~" A hoarse voice startled them. It was the old man, who had been successfully revived.

Although the old man was alive, his injuries hadn't healed, and he still spoke weakly.

Ren Tianxing and Liu Hong reacted, rushing over to support the blood-soaked Dongfang Xiuzhe.

Forcing a strained smile, Dongfang Xiuzhe said weakly to Ren Tianxing, "You owe me a life!"

After saying this, he fainted.

Ren Tianxing's eyes welled up, a warm current surging in his heart.

This scene was deeply etched in his mind. In any future dangers or difficulties, just thinking of Dongfang Xiuzhe's pale smile would give him the courage to face anything.

Liu Hong was also deeply moved.

At that moment, her view of Dongfang Xiuzhe had completely changed!