Silence reigned in the dark cave.
Everyone's eyes were on Ling Xian, waiting for him to speak.
"First of all, I am very touched that you are willing to fight shoulder to shoulder with me and share life and death with me. I, Ling Xian, am extremely honored to have received such favor from all of you." Ling Xian's expression was solemn as he changed the topic, "But, to be blunt, if I were to stay with you, I am afraid none of us would be able to leave the Hidden Territory alive. If I am alone, not only will you not be implicated by me, but my chances of escaping will also be greater. After all, I am alone. If I can win, I will fight. If I cannot, I will escape. No one can do anything to me."
Nobody can do anything to me. "Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
They carefully considered Ling Xian's words, and they had to admit that Ling Xian's words made sense.
These people were all young and hot-blooded. They were at the age where newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. All they wanted to do was share some of Ling Xian's danger and face the storm together with him. Though their intentions were good, they neglected one crucial point – their own capabilities.
Ling Xian's capabilities were obvious to everyone. There was no need to say more.
But their capabilities were not to be underestimated. If they couldn't even defeat the Fang Clan, how could they fight against thousands of beasts?
They would most likely be torn to shreds in an instant. Even though this was a little depressing, it was the truth.
If Ling Xian fought alongside them, then not only would he have to deal with the beasts, but he would also have to take care of these people. To put it nicely, they were comrades, but to put it bluntly, they were burdens and burdens.
"Aye …"
After Ling Xian's explanation, the Ling Clan clearly understood this. They sighed in unison, and their faces darkened. It wasn't because Ling Xian's words were too blunt, it was because they felt they were too weak to be of any help to Ling Xian. More importantly, they were worried about Ling Xian's uncertain future.
"Don't worry, everyone. Believe me, I will definitely walk out of the Hidden Territory unscathed. When the time comes, I will treat you all to a drink at the Pavilion of the Drunken Immortal." Ling Xian's lips curled up.
But in the eyes of the crowd, it became a kind of desolation, like the wind was blowing and the water was cold.
The image of a great hero who used his life to compose a sad song, used blood to achieve righteousness, used a smile to cover up his sorrow, and used confidence to comfort everyone was born.
Look at Ling Xian. He was obviously afraid of dragging us down with him. Yet, he purposely said those words to attack us. He even pretended to be confident that he could escape. He used himself as bait to lure away countless beasts so that we could survive. How noble is that? What a great sentiment!
Some of the chuunibyou youths who were immersed in their own fantasies burst into tears. They couldn't help but silently say in their hearts, "Hero, rest in peace!"
If Ling Xian knew about this, he would definitely curse out loud. Have a safe journey? Have a good trip your sister. I'm not going to die, you bastard!
"But …" Ling Tian Xiang's face was full of worry.
"No buts." Ling Zhan suddenly opened his mouth. His eyes flashed with unwillingness, "Auntie, if you want Ling Xian well, you should let him go alone. It's better for him and for us. After all, we are too weak. We will only be a burden to him. If we encounter a horde of beasts, we will all die here."
"Aye …" Ling Tian Xiang sighed. She was smart and intelligent. How could she not understand this logic?
It was just that the complex emotions she felt made her reluctant to leave Ling Xian. But whether it was for him or for the Ling Clan, Ling Tian Xiang could not stop Ling Xian.
Even if this farewell was an eternal one.
"Alright, why do you all look so sad? Don't worry, I have survived so many days of hunting. I will be fine. " Ling Xian walked up and patted their shoulders. He smiled warmly and his confidence lit up the entire cave.
"Alright, I believe you will be fine." Ling Zhan laughed. But even though he was laughing, he was still very worried. After all, there were all the beasts in the Hidden Territory. It would be an exaggeration to say that there were endless beasts, but there were still tens of thousands of them. Especially the four eighth-realm beasts, which were equivalent to human foundational cultivators!
Foundational cultivators, in the eyes of meditational cultivators, were existences like the heavens!
Ling Xian was only a sixth-realm cultivator. How could he return safely from this trap?
It was impossible!
Everyone here knew very well that Ling Xian would most likely not come back. Therefore, their hearts were heavy, as if a thousand pound rock was pressing down on them, making it hard for them to breathe.
"Ling Zhan, before we part, do you want to fight?" Ling Xian suddenly remembered the promise he made during the contest.
"Haha, no. If I can beat you, I will fight. If I can't beat you, I will be beaten. It's true that I like to fight, but I don't want to be beaten." Ling Zhan shook his head. "How about this, when you come back safely, I will let you beat me."
"Alright, it's a deal."
Ling Xian laughed. He finally understood why everyone was crying. Even Ling Zhan, who had been smiling the entire time, had a look of sadness in his eyes. None of them believed that he would be able to escape the pursuit of the Hidden Territory's beasts and return safely.
Shaking his head, Ling Xian did not explain. Saying too much would be redundant. After he escapes from danger, these people will naturally understand that he was truly confident and not pretending to be carefree.
Ling Tian Xiang's steps were light and gentle. She gazed at Ling Xian with her limpid eyes and said, "Ling Xian, I will pray for you. You must return safely. You must do what you promised me. Or else you will be a man of your word."
Promise you?
Ling Xian's face was full of confusion and confusion.
Seeing that he was confused, Ling Tian Xiang explained, "I said I want to see you shine. I want to see you soar into the sky. You must do it."
So that's what she meant.
Ling Xian smiled. "Don't worry, I'll be fine. I've told you so many times in such a short time. Don't you trust me? Don't forget, I've already killed hundreds of beasts. "
Hearing this unbelievable number again, everyone was still in shock and could not calm down.
Although this battle record was glorious and terrifying, it did not give them much confidence. Because what Ling Xian was about to face was not just a hundred beasts, but tens of thousands of beasts. Among them, there were four Eighth Realm beasts.
Compared to that, hundreds of beasts seemed insignificant.
What Ling Xian was going to face next was the real danger!
"Whatever, I'm not going to talk to you anymore." Seeing that no matter what he said, the Ling Clan's expressions remained the same, Ling Xian was speechless. Only he knew his true capabilities. Therefore, he was not worried about his own safety. Even if he could not win, escaping was not a problem.
Shaking his head, Ling Xian walked to Ling Hu and said, "I'm leaving. Don't worry, follow the group. When the door to the Hidden Territory opens, leave immediately. Got it?"
Ling Hu nodded and said in a low voice, "Brother, be careful."
Ling Xian smiled and waved goodbye to Ling Tian Xiang and the others. He turned around and walked out of the cave.
Everyone in the Ling Clan was silent. Looking at Ling Xian, who was neither at ease nor lonely, even his thin and weak silhouette, some of the more sensitive ones had tears in their eyes.
They all thought that Ling Xian was using his own life to exchange for a chance of survival for them!
Clenching their fists, everyone swore to themselves that they would work harder, train harder, and protect the people they loved. They would never let the tragedy of being separated by death happen again.
Although this was a misunderstanding, it was a beautiful one.
Ling Xian could never have imagined that such a small episode in their lives would allow the ten cultivators who entered the Hidden Territory to grow so quickly after returning to the outside world. Every one of them found their own dreams and goals, and gradually grew into a towering tree that supported the Ling Clan's sky.
…
Lin Qing Yi felt like she was about to die.
Her face was as white as paper, her eyes were dull and lifeless. Her light green dress was in tatters, revealing her snow-white skin.
Worse, there was a black mole between her eyebrows.
It was a sign that she had been poisoned, a poison that she could not neutralize.
Since she was a child, Lin Qing Yi had never suffered such a serious injury. She never expected that this trip to the Hidden Territory, which seemed like a game to her, would lead her to the road of death.
Indeed, with her cultivation level of the eighth level, as long as she did not provoke the kings of the beasts, she could have taken this trip as a game.
Unfortunately, she was unlucky.
She encountered the most venomous beast of the Ninth Realm, the Xuan Ming Snake, which even the Eighth Realm beasts feared. Unfortunately, the snake managed to sneak up on her and poisoned her.
"Is this what it feels like to be near death?" Lin Qing Yi leaned against the tree, breathing weakly. Suddenly, she felt a chill run down her spine, as if she had fallen into an ice cave. Her body trembled uncontrollably.
Her beautiful face revealed a bitter smile. Lin Qing Yi's consciousness began to fade. She knew very well that this was a sign that she was about to die.
A person's figure suddenly appeared in her mind. It wasn't her closest grandfather, nor was it her parents whom she had only met once. Instead, it was the Alchemy Grandmaster dressed in a black robe and wearing a conical bamboo hat.
"Strange. Shouldn't a person think of their loved ones before they die? Why am I thinking of him? Could it be that I have fallen in love with him?" The corners of Lin Qing Yi's mouth curled up. She was amused by her own bold assumption. But in the next second, her limpid eyes became misty. She couldn't help but cry. She mumbled, "But, I really … really want to see him again."
"Hehe, ugly monster, you've been poisoned by me. I'm afraid you won't be able to see the person you want to see." The Xuan Ming Snake coiled around an ancient tree, cackling, "Why don't you beg me? Maybe I will be merciful and let you live."
"In your dreams!"
Lin Qing Yi screamed as she forced herself to stand up. She planned to self-destruct her Dan Tian and perish together with this hateful monster snake.
At this moment, there was no fear in her heart. Instead, she was filled with courage and determination.
On the brink of death, how many people can ignore death? How many are willing to give up their lives? How many are willing to give up their lives? How many are willing to give up their lives?
Lin Qing Yi was a woman who looked soft on the outside but was tough on the inside. She looked gentle on the outside, but in reality, she was strong and determined.
"Hehe, you want to self-destruct?" The Xuan Ming Snake was not afraid at all. He looked at her coldly and taunted, "Stop dreaming. My poison has penetrated deep into your organs. You won't even be able to gather any spiritual energy, let alone self-destruct."
Lin Qing Yi clenched her fists, trying to gather spiritual energy. Just as the Xuan Ming Snake said, her dantian seemed to be shackled. She couldn't gather any spiritual energy.
The overbearing power of this poison was evident.
"Damn it, you can't even die with me?" Lin Qing Yi clenched her teeth. Her eyes flashed with sadness. Her body softened and she collapsed to the ground.
"Haha, you've overestimated yourself. The poison of the Xuan Ming Snake is unparalleled. Even Eighth Realm beasts are afraid of it. You, a mere meditational level cultivator, after being poisoned by my poison, you still think you can die with me? How naive. "The Xuan Ming Snake laughed maniacally. He leaped down from the tree, intending to kill her with one swipe of his tail.
"I'm in a good mood today. I'll be merciful and send you on your way!"
The snake's tail swept across the sky, stirring up a gust of wind that ruffled the hair on Lin Qing Yi's forehead. She was not frightened by the snake's approach. Instead, she was calm and collected, as if death had never come.
In Lin Qing Yi's mind, that silhouette once again appeared. His lips curled into a smile, and he mumbled, "If I have the chance to see you again, I will definitely tear off your veil and see what you look like. Sadly, I won't have the chance. Farewell, my first love that has withered before it even sprouts …"
The snake's tail was thick, emitting a chilling aura. It went straight for Lin Qing Yi's head. If it hit, there would only be one result.
A beautiful woman perished.
At the critical moment, a voice that was as cold as ice suddenly resounded.
"You call yourself the King. I haven't seen you for a few days and you've become more arrogant."
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