Pressure?
What pressure?
Yan Xuan was stunned for a moment.
Then he quickly reacted. What pressure could he have?!
"You …" He stared at Meng Qi.
It was already late at night. The tavern was located on the outskirts of Moon Mirror City, far less prosperous than the center of the city.
The two of them walked all the way from the tavern and didn't meet anyone on the way.
"Are you really not going to make any conditions for me?" Yan Xuan asked again.
"Do you want me to?" Meng Qi asked him.
Yan Xuan: "…"
He felt that this conversation was a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Yan Xuan was silent for a moment and simply changed the topic. "Aren't you going to ask me something?"
Meng Qi thought for a moment and asked, "Do you want me to ask you something?"
Yan Xuan: "…"
Where the hell did this woman come from?!
Why did he feel that his thoughts were completely different from hers?
Not only that, she didn't seem to be curious.
Shouldn't a normal person ask him why he appeared here at this time? Why was he still in the Qi Refinement realm? Why didn't he return to Moon Mirror Sky but wandered in the city and made friends with these ordinary people?
Yan Xuan had been known as a cultivation genius since he was young. Even in a top sect like Moon Mirror Sky, he was the most outstanding disciple.
What's more, his father was the sect master of Moon Mirror Sky.
Since he was young, he had been surrounded by many people who wanted to curry favor with him. When he was older, when he was seventeen or eighteen years old, there were always many female cultivators around him.
These, whether it was those who wanted to curry favor with him or the female cultivators who were willing to surround him, they would all treat him as the center.
Although Yan Xuan wasn't interested in anything other than cultivation, he had long been used to being surrounded by people. Everyone put him first.
Later …
His expression dimmed.
Later, he was seriously injured, and his cultivation returned from the Insightful Void realm to the Qi Refinement realm within two years. From then on, it was difficult for him to advance.
His father was still the sect master of Moon Mirror Sky, the number one cultivator of the number one sect in the Three Thousand Worlds.
Those people who surrounded him from the beginning still didn't dare to do anything excessive to him.
But some things were still different in the end.
Yan Shunbei couldn't tell the world that his son became like this because of the Three Thousand Worlds.
At that time, Yan Xuan and a young Devil Cultivator from the Devil World's invasion had both suffered heavy injuries. Yan Xuan was heavily injured while the other party died on the spot.
On the demonic cultivator's side, the one who died was the most favored son of a demonic residence's master. The other party had threatened to avenge his son. If Yan Xuan was still the Yan Xuan of the past, he wouldn't be afraid of such revenge.
But he was no longer.
His inner core was severely damaged. Not long after he was rescued, his cultivation dropped by two major realms.
Not only was Yan Shunbei the sect master of Mirrormoon Heaven, he was also Yan Xuan's father.
At that time, when the Devil Cultivator wanted to use the Enchantment Crack to sneak into the Three Thousand Worlds, it also happened in a remote and desolate place in the Western Realm.
Otherwise, Yan Xuan wouldn't have waited three days for reinforcements to arrive and fought to the point of exhaustion.
This matter happened quietly, and very few people knew about it.
Yan Shunbei didn't want more people to know.
Even in Mirror Moon Heaven, only a few elders, the people who went to save him back then, knew about it.
Even Yan Xuan's fellow sect disciples didn't know why, overnight, the genius youth of the sect was unable to recover, and his cultivation grew weaker and weaker.
In the end, the disciples in charge of the work in Mirror Moon Heaven all had higher cultivation than him.
They wouldn't do anything to the sect master's son.
But there were fewer and fewer people around Yan Xuan. Those female cultivators who had once admired and admired him also gradually left.
Those people who used to surround him like stars surrounding the moon had all become stronger in the past two years, and they had all become moons that were held in the sky by more people.
Only Yan Xuan forever stopped at the bottom of the valley.
He wasn't actually hurt or humiliated, and no one would bully him. He knew that as long as his father was still alive, people wouldn't even say a harsh word to him.
But probably only people who had experienced it would understand this kind of despair.
Only people who had experienced this would understand the misery of falling from the clouds and never being able to climb back up.
On the dark street, there was only the sound of Yan Xuan and Meng Qi's unhurried footsteps.
They had walked a very long path, at least long enough for Yan Xuan to have enough time to recall everything that had happened in the past two years.
He increasingly didn't want to stay in the sect.
There were no malicious words, and no one would purposely step on his dignity.
However, with every moment he spent there, he could sense that the gap between him and his fellow disciples was growing larger and larger by the second.
They still had a future. The great path was in front of them, and they only needed to work hard in cultivation.
But he had nothing left.
In these two years, many medical cultivators famous in the three thousand worlds had come to treat him.
Even the people of the strongest Wind Alliance Xue Family in Western Jie shook their heads regretfully and then left.
He still remembered the disappointment and regret on Alliance Leader Xue's face when he left.
Yan Xuan had heard his father mention before that he might marry the daughter of the Wind Alliance Leader in the future.
But this matter wasn't urgent. It would depend on whether he and the other girl were willing.
Of course, after that, no one mentioned this matter again.
This wasn't looking down on him.
Yan Xuan's lips curled up slightly, but there was a bit of bitterness in his smile. Even if the other party was willing, he wouldn't be willing.
Thinking of this, he glanced sideways at Meng Qi.
The green-robed female medical cultivator didn't say anything and just walked quietly beside him. There was a faint medicinal fragrance on her body. When the night wind blew, this indistinct bitter smell seemed to float even further away, but it didn't make people dislike it at all.
"You're not going to ask?" Yan Xuan repeated his words. "You're not going to ask why I'm here?"
"The sect I came from is called Cool Breeze Valley." Meng Qi didn't ask him, but said, "Young Sect Leader Yan, have you never heard of it?"
Yan Xuan: "…"
He had heard of it. Although it was just an insignificant small medical cultivator sect in the three thousand worlds, this sect had produced Meng Qi.
In their Medical Cultivator Assembly, not only did she pass the test, she also received the recognition of the will left in the Apricot Forest boundary by the ancient great physician Lin Yan.
At that time, Lin Yan recognized Meng Qi as a friend in front of so many … it could be said that all the medical cultivators in the world were present.
This honor had already destined her to have a bright future.
Cool Breeze Valley was known by everyone in the three thousand worlds immediately.
Yan Xuan's father was very concerned about this major event that happened in the Medical Cultivator Assembly.
"Then Cool Breeze Valley is gone." Meng Qi spread his hands. "Now I'm a Loose Cultivator without a sect."
Yan Xuan: "… And then?"
"Young Sect Leader Yan, didn't you ask why I came here, and why I wanted to enter the Ten Extremes Mountain?"
Meng Qi said slowly, "Everyone has different circumstances, and different things happen to them. This is everyone's Dao, and there's nothing to be curious about."
Yan Xuan: "…"
This seemed to be the truth, but he still felt it was a bit strange.
Yan Xuan was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Why did you save him just now?"
He didn't wait for Meng Qi to answer, and quickly added, "I want to hear the truth."
He said, "And you only have one chance. If you lie to me, there's no need to talk about what's going to happen next."
"I already said it." Meng Qi couldn't help but smile bitterly. "An injured child is in front of me. Since I already know, I can't not save him."
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"You can save him after you come out of the Ten Extremes Mountain, can't you?"
"But …" Meng Qi sighed softly. "I might not be able to come out of the Ten Extremes Mountain. And he might not be able to wait until I come out. "
She smiled, and her voice was still calm. "Boss's child isn't a cultivator to begin with. It's already not easy for him to survive until now after being injured by Devil Qi. He might not even be able to wait until I come out of the Ten Extremes Mountain. "
"Then aren't you worried that this matter will affect your trip to the Ten Extremes Mountain? Maybe if you familiarize yourself with your talismans and refine a few more pills in these few hours, your chances of success in the Ten Extremes Mountain will be higher. "
Yan Xuan said, "He's just a normal person."
Meng Qi was even more confused. "Weren't you the one who brought me to that tavern?"
Yan Xuan: "…"
"Young Sect Master Yan, I don't know what you want to say. Can you just say it?" Meng Qi said, "Since I said I want to cooperate with you, I'm naturally sincere. You can tell me whatever you want to say. You don't have to be like this."
"This … this isn't right!" Yan Xuan didn't know why either.
"What's wrong?" Meng Qi asked. "You brought me to that tavern, told the tavern's proprietress that I'm a medical cultivator, and told her to bring me to see her injured son. I cured her son … and now you're saying this isn't right?"
She was completely dumbfounded.
"You shouldn't have saved him now!" Yan Xuan said.
"Then when should I have saved him?" Meng Qi frowned. She looked at Yan Xuan's expression and was stunned for a moment. She roughly understood what Yan Xuan meant.
Meng Qi smiled and said to Yan Xuan, "Young Sect Master Yan, as I said just now, since there's an injured child in front of me, I will definitely save him if I can."
She paused. "You should understand, don't you?"
Meng Qi could guess what Yan Xuan was feeling awkward about. She actually understood it too.
Although the situation was a little different, Yan Xuan was injured in order to protect the trichiliocosm and had fallen into such a situation. This matter couldn't be told to everyone in the world.
Most people would only know that the genius young sect master of Mirror Moon Heaven had suddenly become mediocre. He was no longer just an ordinary person, but the worst one.
There would be all kinds of guesses.
Meng Qi understood this kind of feeling a little. She clearly didn't do anything wrong, but in the end, she ended up in a bad situation and was not understood by others.
She had experienced a lot in the past.
"Young Sect Master Yan." Meng Qi stopped and tilted her head slightly to look at Yan Xuan. "So let's work together."
She said, "We will leave the Ten Extremes Mountain together, and then everything will be better."
"Just you and me?" Yan Xuan also stopped and looked at Meng Qi.
"Of course not." Meng Qi shook her head. "I still have a few friends …"
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Yan Xuan. "That's the Ten Extremes Mountain. If your friends are there, they might just stab you in the back and take your life."
Meng Qi didn't say anything and just looked at Yan Xuan with her beautiful eyes.
"Young Sect Master Yan." She suddenly reached out and grabbed Yan Xuan's wrist.
Her fingers were slightly cold and pressed on Yan Xuan's wrist. However, the other party seemed to be scalded and suddenly pulled his hand back.
Meng Qi didn't force it and said, "Your neidan is damaged. According to what I know, in the next thirty years, including the yao and mo realms, there are no more than three people who can save you."
She paused and then added, "And two of them, you have to wait until they reach mahayana before they can use their supreme power to reconstruct your neidan."
Yan Xuan stared at Meng Qi for a moment and then turned his head. He said hoarsely, "I know."
Xue Chuan had said this before.
"Of the three, one is the current yao lord of the yao world, and the other is the master of the Great Mo Residence in the mo world. The two of them are the only xiuzhe who have hopes of reaching mahayana in thirty years. However, it is hard to say if they are willing to save you, "Meng Qi said.
"I … know," Yan Xuan said.
Even if they really reached mahayana, why would they reconstruct a little xiuzhe's neidan?
Wasn't that crazy?!
"The third person is me!" Meng Qi said and pointed at herself. "I don't even need to reach mahayana. As long as I can come out of the Ten Extremes Mountain and reach the Spirit Severing stage, I can give it a try."
"You …" Yan Xuan looked at Meng Qi in disbelief.
He wanted to say that she was crazy.
Before he was injured, he was already a dongxu xiuzhe. Even if Meng Qi reached the Spirit Severing stage, there was still a big gap between them.
Moreover, if she could do it, why couldn't other medical xiuzhe do it?!
The Xue family of the Wind Alliance wouldn't lose to …
Huh? No! The Xue family of the Wind Alliance might really lose to her. After all, this girl inherited the legacy of the great doctor Lin Yan.
"If you wait for another one or two hundred years, maybe more mahayana xiuzhe will appear. But young sect master Yan, you can't wait. You can only trust me now. "
Meng Qi said again, "How about it? Do you want to take a gamble? "
"A gamble?"
"Yes." Meng Qi nodded. "The worst result is that we lose everything, and then we die in the Ten Extremes Mountain together."
"Why does it sound a bit like dying for love?" Yan Xuan couldn't help but laugh.
"If it's better, it'll be the same as it is now." Meng Qi also laughed.
She looked into Yan Xuan's eyes. "If you win the gamble, everything will be different."
Yan Xuan didn't say anything. He just looked into Meng Qi's eyes.
"How about it?" Meng Qi asked again, "Do you want to take a gamble?"
"Why do you have to go to the Ten Extremes Mountain?" Yan Xuan asked. This was also a question he had always wanted to ask. "You can take it slow. You're destined to have a bright future. Why do you have to go to the Ten Extremes Mountain?"
The opportunities in the Ten Extremes Mountain were great, but Yan Xuan felt that there was no need for a medical xiuzhe like Meng Qi to go.
"Because …" Meng Qi smiled. "I also have something I want to do. It's the same as you. Even if I have to bet my life, I have to do it."
Yan Xuan was in a daze.
He didn't know what Meng Qi meant by "something that I have to do even if I have to bet my life".
"So …" Meng Qi stretched out her right hand in front of him. "Do you want to work together?"
"Okay!" Yan Xuan reached out and high-fived her right hand.
"Then let's go back," Meng Qi said.
"Huh?" Yan Xuan raised his eyebrows.
"Mirror Moon Sky." Meng Qi quickened her pace. "I have to go back and refine pills. I bought a bunch of herbs. If I hurry up and refine one more pill, I might have a higher chance of winning."
"Weren't you not in a hurry just now?" Yan Xuan was stunned. He also quickened his pace to catch up with her. As he walked, he asked casually.
"I'm in a hurry. But no matter how anxious I am, I can't just watch that child die, "Meng Qi said.
Yan Xuan's footsteps paused slightly, but he didn't stop.
He walked beside Meng Qi and looked at her thin body. "Meng Qi, you … be careful!"
"Be careful!" The two of them reminded each other almost at the same time.
Although Yan Xuan was only at the Qi Disciple Stage now, he was still a Insightful Emptiness Stage cultivator. His reaction was still very sharp.
He instinctively wanted to protect Meng Qi behind him.
However, Meng Qi's movements were faster than his.
She took a few steps forward and held a silver medicine knife in her right hand. She took out a magic weapon from her storage bag with her left hand and stared ahead without blinking.
There was no one on the quiet street.
In front of Meng Qi and the others, a thin and narrow sword was suspended in the air.
At first glance, there was nothing special about the sword. However, after looking at it for a while, one would be shocked by the deep cold sword essence that came from the sword.
"This is …" Yan Xuan's expression gradually became serious.
Meng Qi also recognized it. "Sect Leader Ling Ji of the Broken Space Sect."
Yan Xuan looked at Meng Qi in surprise and took a step forward. In the end, he still protected her behind him. "You go first, I …"
"He is a powerful cultivator who is on par with your father." Meng Qi said, "If he wants to stop us, none of us can escape."
The owner of the long sword seemed to have heard their words. The tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if acknowledging her words.
In the next moment, Meng Qi only saw a blur in front of her and Ling Ji appeared beside the sword.
"Young friend Meng, we meet again." Ling Ji raised his hand and put away his Natal Longsword, which was so thin that it was almost transparent.
Even so, Ling Ji himself was like the sharpest sword. He did not need to be unsheathed to look down on the world.
"Sect Leader Ling." Meng Qi and Yan Xuan bowed to Ling Ji.
"Oh?" Ling Ji looked at her with a faint smile. "Yan Xuan is here too."
He looked Yan Xuan up and down. His gaze was sharp like a knife. It was not the first time they met, but Yan Xuan felt that Ling Ji's gaze on him was unprecedentedly picky.
"Is your injury better?" As expected, Ling Ji quickly asked. The first thing he asked was what Yan Xuan did not want to mention.
"Thank you for your concern, Sect Leader Ling," Yan Xuan said politely.
Ling Ji's actions were faster than his question.
Meng Qi felt that he only blinked and Ling Ji was already beside Yan Xuan. He put his hand on his wrist and then returned to his original position.
He came and went like a ghost. Yan Xuan was not prepared for it at all. Even if he was fully alert before he was injured, he probably would not have been able to dodge it.
"Little Friend Meng." Ling Ji looked at Meng Qi. "I have something to say to you."
"Come with me," he said, and turned to walk away.
Meng Qi and Yan Xuan looked at each other and nodded slightly. They quickly followed Ling Ji.
It was already late at night and the night was getting darker.
The sky was filled with stars. It was quiet in Mirrormoon Sky City.
Ling Ji didn't walk very fast. Meng Qi followed behind him quietly, about an arm's length away from him. Meng Qi followed behind him unhurriedly.
The two quickly turned a corner and stopped in an open space.
Ling Ji waved his hand. A thin layer of mist spread out from his palm and enveloped the two of them, isolating them from everything around them.
With his cultivation, unless an expert like Yan Shunbei came in person, no one would be able to know what they were talking about or doing here.
Ling Ji turned to look at Meng Qi. He saw that her face was very calm.
He had seen her calmness before. During the day in Mirrormoon Sky, facing him and Yan Shunbei, she was also like this. She did not panic at all.
He did not know who she took after. Ling Ji pondered silently.
"What is your natal magic treasure?" He stared at Meng Qi for a moment and suddenly spoke.
But as soon as he spoke, it was a very difficult question to answer.
Meng Qi: "???"
"Don't all medical cultivators like cauldrons and needles?" Ling Ji waved his hand. "Let me see."
Meng Qi: "???"
"Sect Master Ling …" She was very confused. This was the first time they met this sect master of the Broken Space Sect.
"I'm older than you, so I'm your senior. Call me Uncle Ling," Ling Ji said again.
Meng Qi: "…"
She looked at Ling Ji in surprise. She was not used to such a friendly person at all.
And the other party was the sect master of a large sect like the Broken Space Sect. Was it really okay to be so casual?
"Come." Ling Ji lowered his voice to make his tone sound gentler. "Let me see your natal magic treasure."
"There's no need, right?" Meng Qi thought for a moment and still refused.
"The Ten Extremes Mountain is very dangerous," Ling Ji said. "Not many people who go in can come out in one piece. And this time, the Ten Extremes Mountain opens once every hundred years. It's even more dangerous. "
As Ling Ji spoke, he touched his chin.
He was a sword cultivator. His attainments in sword techniques were very high. There were almost no opponents in the world.
And he was the sect master of the Broken Space Sect. According to his identity, he was one of the people who stood at the peak of the Three Thousand Worlds.
In front of Yan Shunbei during the day, Ling Ji indeed had the bearing of a great grandmaster.
But now, he looked a little lazy. After touching his chin, he put his hands in front of him back into his sleeves. He just stood there casually and looked at Meng Qi.
He looked at the silver medicine knife in Meng Qi's hand that he had not put away. "You use a knife?"
"Oh." Meng Qi looked down at his weapon and nodded.
"Let me see," Ling Ji said again. "How's your knife technique?"
Meng Qi: "… I'm a medical cultivator."
She felt more and more confused. She also knew that her knife technique was definitely not good enough in the eyes of a sword expert like Ling Ji.
"It's okay," Ling Ji said. "I won't laugh at you."
Meng Qi: "…"
She looked at Ling Ji. Although she could not feel any malice or hostility from him, the scene in front of her was really too strange.
"Don't worry," Ling Ji wanted to continue. "Do you know why I want to snatch the sect master of the Broken Space Sect?"
Meng Qi shook her head.
"Because this way, I can choose the disciples who will enter the Ten Extremes Mountain this year." As Ling Ji spoke, he touched his chin again and said to Meng Qi, "Qiao Ran, who you saw today, will be one of them."
"Is that so?" Meng Qi did not know what to say. This conversation was getting weirder and weirder.
"Qiao Ran's talent in sword techniques is not bad, but he's still young. He can't make up for his weakness in time. Come, let me tell you, you only need to …"
"Sect Master Ling." Meng Qi did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Is this really okay?"
She felt more and more confused. What was the Broken Space Sect trying to do?
Could it be that they were just like Ji Wujiong, looking for her so that she could enter the Broken Space Sect?
Meng Qi felt that this idea was a bit funny. Forget about Ji Wujiong. They had fought side by side before, so there was some bond between them.
This Ling Ji probably did not know how bad her talent in cultivation was. Although she had learned the Silver Moon Sword Diagram that Xue Chengxuan taught her, she had also practiced it.
However, every time Ji Wujiong saw her practicing it, his face was full of disdain. He did not even plan to hide it.
"Oh …" Ling Ji nodded and said, "That's true. I should explain it clearly."
He paused. Suddenly, with a flick of his finger, his natal sword appeared beside Meng Qi's hand.
Meng Qi looked at the sword in confusion. She looked up at Ling Ji even more confusedly.
"Come." Ling Ji flicked his finger and a sword appeared beside his hand. "Use this and learn a set of sword techniques from me."
He said, "Don't worry. You will understand once you practice it with me."
"Really." Ling Ji looked at Meng Qi. She could not hide the eagerness in her eyes. "Your talent is definitely not in medical skills!"
He said seriously, "You should be an outstanding sword cultivator who will amaze the world!"
Ling Ji said, "Trust me!"
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