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Chapter 687

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Su Ming's expression remained the same, but he narrowed his eyes slightly. In his head, the scene of Hong Luo controlling his body and fighting against that Hidden Dragon Sect cultivator appeared.

During that battle, the one who killed that Hidden Dragon Sect cultivator was not Hong Luo, but the terrifying halberd that appeared in the sky. The appearance of that halberd had intimidated all the Immortals in the Land of South Morning, causing them to feel as if their breathing had frozen at that instant.

That halberd was the Berserkers' Sacred Vessel in the Land of South Morning!

Ever since Su Ming came to Eastern Wastelands and learned about Evil Spirit Sect, he had been wondering about this question. At that moment, he understood.

Yet once he understood this, he remembered Di Tian. Di Tian's clone could ignore the Berserkers' Sacred Vessel in the past, but he did not choose to destroy it. Clearly, there was something he was wary of.

Evil Immortal Sect's Ji An actually had the ability to change the pattern of the Berserkers' Sacred Vessel's descent in Eastern Wastelands. This ability was so strong that forcefully changing the Sacred Vessel might be even more difficult than destroying it.

But the Sacred Vessel was still around. Because of that, when he remembered Di Tian's actions, Su Ming suddenly had a feeling that there was definitely some sort of secret contained within the Berserkers' Sacred Vessel, which was why the Immortals did not dare to destroy it …

'This Ji An sure is bold. He actually used the Sacred Vessel to descend once every fifty years as a trial for the direct disciples of Evil Sect to survive … 'As Su Ming opened his eyes, he understood many things. He also remembered that the Celestial Maiden was not a name, but a title. It was a title used by a group of people!

These people came from all the sects and clans. Their mission was to help the descending tribe members to cover up the Berserkers' Sky so that they could hide their presences, but it was clear that the Celestial Maiden's purpose was not just that in Evil Sect.

Su Ming cast Bao Qiu a glance and asked languidly, "How confident are you?"

"I was supposed to be seven-tenths … After all, I'm not the only one fighting against the Berserkers' Disaster. There are quite a number of people in the sect who are fighting against it as well. I only need to withstand one strike … Besides, I have a clone who will die in my place. I intended to use my clone's death and my own injuries in exchange for success.

"But now … I only have three-tenths." Bao Qiu's expression was calm, as if she was not talking about her own survival.

Su Ming fell into a moment of pensive silence, then cast Bao Qiu a glance and laughed.

"If you want my help, just say it. Why are you acting so hesitant?"

Bao Qiu's face turned slightly red, but she quickly returned to normal and did not say anything. She indeed needed his help. Otherwise, she would be erased, and at the same time, he would not be able to cultivate in peace.

This thought had appeared in her head a few months ago when she noticed just how terrifying Su Ming was. She was not trying to harm him, which was why it did not go against the shackles placed on her soul.

This time, the reason why she had restored her original beauty was also to prepare for the words she had just said …

"I will help you during the Berserkers' Disaster three months later. Consider it as compensation for imprisoning your soul and forcing you to train in this place. After this, we will no longer owe each other anything." Su Ming closed his eyes.

Delight flashed briefly on Bao Qiu's face. Once she got up, she wrapped her fist in her palm and bowed towards Su Ming, then left the two-story building and returned to the first floor that belonged to her. She sat down cross-legged, and no one knew what she was thinking about. After some time, she closed her eyes and started meditating.

Su Ming's training did not stop because of this. He had already made up his mind about how he should help Bao Qiu, and he also wanted to use this chance to see whether his guess was correct.

'If my guess is correct, then I'll have to ask Bao Qiu about it … 'Su Ming no longer thought about this and instead immersed himself in recovering his cultivation base.

At that moment, all his flesh, blood, and bones had turned into that of a Berserker. His level of cultivation had also reached its peak in the past. As time passed by and his cultivation base recovered bit by bit, he gradually noticed that the extra two-tenths of cultivation base that was not his flesh, blood, and bones had been absorbed by his mind …

Perhaps more accurately speaking, the thing that absorbed that two-tenths of his cultivation base was his soul!

When Su Ming discovered this phenomenon, his heart trembled. He had a vague feeling that this two-tenths increase in his cultivation base was the key to whether or not he could take that step forward and become a Berserker in the Berserker Soul Realm!

All of this made him remember the song of the xun that had echoed in his ears before he fell unconscious after his battle against Di Tian …

One month, two months …

Two months later, Su Ming's cultivation base slowly increased and recovered. His soul gradually sank into an indescribable feeling, as if it had fallen asleep.

It was as if it was being nourished …

When another twenty something days went by and there were only three days left until the Berserkers' Disaster would arrive, Bao Qiu walked up slowly from the first floor of the building and appeared before Su Ming.

Her expression was still rather calm, and she did not have the pale look of someone who only had three days left. She cast a glance at Su Ming and sat down quietly. She had returned to the appearance of a young girl, and at that moment, she looked holy and beautiful. She looked at the sky outside the building quietly and waited for Su Ming to wake up.

She had been together with Su Ming for most of the year, and this boy before her had always been a mystery to her. At that moment, she averted her gaze from the window and looked at Su Ming once again.

As she looked at him, she suddenly noticed that this Chen Su was slightly different from before.

He seemed … to have grown up slightly.

He no longer looked like he was twelve or thirteen years old, but fourteen or fifteen years old. When he closed his eyes, there was still a hint of youthfulness on his face, but she could not forget the ancient look in his eyes when he opened them. There was a hint of grief contained within that ancient look, and it would appear faintly and indistinctly under the red rays of the sun when the sun set.

'Just what sort of secret is on him..? Just who is he? He's definitely not called Chen Su. What's his name? Where did he come from..? He has such great power, so he shouldn't be some nameless person … Just who could injure him so badly..? 'These questions had continuously surfaced in Bao Qiu's heart during the past half a year.

She started becoming curious towards this boy.

It was especially so for his black hair. At that moment, the color was gradually fading away, and she could vaguely see white and purple hair.

Not only did this mottled hair not give off a disheveled air, it instead gave off an air of strangeness, causing others to overlook his age. It was as if they were looking at a young man who was steady and experienced.

Bao Qiu supported her chin with her hands and continued watching him like that, as if she had forgotten that three days later would be the end of her life. When the red rays of the sun outside faded away and darkness descended, the sky became bright once again. Su Ming was still meditating, and Bao Qiu was still watching him.

When noon passed and the red rays of the sun shone through the window once again, they landed on their bodies, and Su Ming opened his eyes.

At the instant he did so, he saw Bao Qiu staring at him intently. He saw the red rays of the sun reflecting on her face, creating a beautiful picture.

The woman in the picture had a head full of black hair and was dressed in a pink robe. She supported her chin with her hands, and her eyelashes were very long … Her eyes sparkled as she looked at him.

In the red rays of the sun, even the fine hairs on the woman's face could be seen clearly. Her skin, which was gradually turning red, was hidden in the red rays of the sun, so no one could see it.

"I'm looking at you because you left a Brand in my soul, causing me to be attracted to you without my knowledge and feel a sense of intimacy towards you.

"Once the Brand disappears, these things will no longer appear, and everything will return to normal. Don't misunderstand." Bao Qiu did not avoid Su Ming's gaze. She looked at him and tried her best to speak as calmly as possible.

Su Ming smiled faintly and did not speak.

"If you misunderstand, then that's your problem. It has nothing to do with me. I hope that you can fulfill your promise and return me my freedom once your cultivation base is restored!" Bao Qiu's heart raced against her chest. She kept a straight face and spoke without any expression on her face. However, even though the red rays of the sun had moved away, her face was still slightly red.

"Honestly, I still like your current appearance. You're much better than the old woman you were in the past," Su Ming said with a smile. There was not much underlying meaning behind his words. He was only stating a fact.

However, when Bao Qiu heard it, it sounded a little different.

She glared at him, but the intimacy that came from her soul and the fact that she would not allow anyone to fight back against him caused her expression to instantly become gentle. She still did not avert her gaze and continued looking at Su Ming.

Just like that, time passed by once again. When it was already night outside, and midnight arrived on the third day, Su Ming started feeling a little awkward.

He might have gone through a lot of things, but he had never met a woman like Bao Qiu who would stare straight at him, and it was not just for a moment, but for a long period of time …

With a fake cough, Su Ming decided to close his eyes and continue meditating.

Soon, midnight arrived. At the instant it was about to be over, Bao Qiu averted her gaze and looked towards the dark sky outside the window.

At that moment, there were a dozen something people in Evil Spirit Sect who were also looking towards the sky. All of them were sitting quietly in their own houses and looking at the sky.

In fact, at the top of the mountain where Evil Spirit Sect was located was a ghastly temple that was shrouded in black smoke that would not dissipate all year round. There were a few indistinct statues worshiped in that temple, and there was a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged in it. That man was dressed in a long blue robe, and he was naturally the strongest person in Evil Spirit Sect - Grand Sect Elder Shen Dong!

That black smoke was spreading out from his presence, and it symbolized his level of cultivation. It was equivalent to a Berserker who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm, which was also equivalent to the Immortals in Ascendance!

"Fifty years … How fast …" His voice was hoarse, and as he spoke languidly, he lifted his head and looked towards the sky. At that instant, a powerful and stable power that belonged to a powerful cultivation base erupted forth from his body with a bang!

At the same time, the dozen something people in Evil Spirit Sect, including Bao Qiu's, released their presences from different spots. Those were the Immortals' presences, the presences of those who had descended to this world!

There were also some Berserkers who had changed their blood inheritance, and in the midst of fear, silence, arrogance, or grief, they spread out the ripples of their cultivation bases, causing the presences of the outsiders in Evil Spirit Sect to surge into the clouds!



I would like to ask for leave from all of you … for three days. I will be going to Shanghai on the 3rd, 4th, and 5th, and most of the authors will be going there.

I can only update once a day during this period, but I will make up for it.

Please … all of you, please forgive me and allow me to ask for leave. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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