Chapter 77

Chapter 77: What in the world is going on here?

On a hillside of Book Nan Mountain, the barrier shattered.

Amidst the broken flags of the formation, a blood-soaked Little Boy lunged forward.

In front of the Little Boy stood an indescribable monster.

The monster’s chest was pierced through by the Little Boy’s punch.

Yanhan stared at this scene in disbelief.

And what about Sheng?

Yanhan rushed forward, catching Ming.

Ming, who had already fainted, tightly pressed his lips, furrowed his brows, and occasionally let out soft groans.

“The fourth-stage Monster Beast is dead,” Yanhan said, “Are you Xuenuo from the Xu Mansion of Wu Kingdom?”

But Yanhan knew that if they didn’t stop Ming’s bleeding soon, Ming would surely be in grave danger.

Yanhan also knew that Ming had a half-sister in the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, whose reputation was known across the land.

“Ten Thousand Sword Sect, Xuenuo.” Xuenuo looked at the other person cautiously and introduced herself, “I heard there’s a fourth-stage Monster Beast here?”

In the next moment, Xuenuo bit her finger and pressed it onto Ming’s wound.

“Clang!”

Sheng turned his head, his gaze looking westward. “Although I’m not a citizen of Wu Kingdom, I’ve lived there for quite some time. In Qingyang Jun of Shuzhou, there’s a small village which I consider my second hometown. If possible, could you bury me there?”

“Do you have anything else to say?” Ming looked at Sheng.

Sheng laughed and shook his head. “There are things I want to say, but cannot.”

Could it be that Sheng transformed into this monster?

The little girl’s clear eyes blinked as she looked at Ming, like seeing her puppy from years ago after many years.

On the sword handle stood a girl who looked no older than eleven or twelve.

“I’m not too sure… I…” Xuenuo’s mind was full of questions.

Ming had also reached his limit.

“Previously, yes.” Xuenuo nodded, “Now, I’ve been expelled.”

“So, you’re this kid’s sister then?” Yanhan sighed with relief inside.

“Xu Ming, right? Be careful.”

Xuenuo frowned slightly, looking somewhat pained, her face pale.

“Who injured him so badly?”

Even though Xuenuo and Xu Ming were half-siblings, their life essence shared at least half similarity, making it勉强usable.

This was a technique from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect.

Yanhan gathered her Martial True Qi, preparing for battle.

Ming pulled his fist out, standing upright, his body covered in blood, yet his eyes remained black.

Xuenuo raised her head, her eyes filled with disbelief. “My blood isn’t compatible with Xu Ming’s.”

“Sister?” Xuenuo glanced at the boy on Yanhan’s back, her pupils contracting!

As soon as Yanhan touched Xu Ming, she felt her arm soaked in wetness, blood immediately soaking through her clothes.

Was it just her imagination, or did Yanhan notice a hint of concern in Xuenuo’s usually cold eyes?

Xuenuo didn’t care about Xu Ming’s blood staining her white sword robe as he lay in her arms.

The little girl’s cold eyes matched the coldness of her sword.

“The Martial Artists of Wu Kingdom are indeed extraordinary, I’m unsure, but Wu Kingdom’s Blood Floating Pagoda is certainly no place for humans.”

We are siblings…

What in the world is going on here?

Sheng’s eyes gradually closed, always gazing westward.

After speaking, Sheng no longer had the strength to stand, falling straight down.

It was as if Sheng was apologizing to Xu Ming, or perhaps to the thousands of lives he killed. When Sheng’s hand dropped, all signs of life ceased.

Xuenuo used Sword Qi to connect her blood and injected it into Xu Ming’s body.

Yanhan naturally knew that Xu Ming came from Xu Guo Mansion and was a illegitimate son.

Just when Yanhan thought Xu Ming would be fine,

How could such a monster appear before Xu Ming?

After saying this, Sheng chuckled. “Look at me talking nonsense. I killed so many people, death is far from enough punishment. How dare I ask for your help…”

Someone like me, being left unburied is the best fate.”

This process would cause both Xu Ming and Xuenuo considerable pain, but it was the most effective method.

“Huh???” Yanhan paused, “How can this be? Aren’t you half-siblings? Even with only half-compatible blood, it should work.”

Xuenuo replied coldly.

Yanhan stuffed the last two hemostatic pills into Xu Ming’s mouth, but compared to his wounds, these pills were merely drops in the bucket.

To achieve this, one needed ultimate control over Sword Qi and Spiritual Energy.

Thus, Xu Ming wouldn’t just replenish blood; the Sword Qi entering his body would also block his wounds.

Yanhan didn’t know what kind of battle Xu Ming had endured.

As Yanhan spoke, he sighed.

By the time Yanhan turned around, Xuenuo had already taken Xu Ming off her back and laid him on her lap.

A clear sword descended from the sky, piercing directly in front of Yanhan.

Xuenuo raised her head and looked at Yanhan, the sharp Sword Qi seeming to tear apart everything around her.

Especially Xu Ming.

“What happened?” Yanhan hurriedly stepped forward.

Just as Yanhan was carrying Xu Ming and running down the mountain, circles of fierce Sword Qi rippled through the sky above!

Before Yanhan could react, she felt a sudden lightness on her back.

“The Martial Artists of Wu Kingdom are truly extraordinary,” the monster’s blood-red eyes gradually faded, replaced by Sheng’s rationality.

“I’m really sorry.”

That’s right.

Suddenly, Xu Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, and Xuenuo quickly let go as if electrocuted.

Xu Ming’s vision went dark, and he fell backward.

The little girl tilted her head, looking at the blood-covered boy on Yanhan’s back, feeling strangely familiar.

“Whoever injured him so badly is already dead,” Yanhan shook her head, “Quickly take Xu Ming back to the town! There should be healer cultivators in Xinping County. His injuries are severe now, and without treatment, the situation is dire.”

Seeing Xuenuo’s actions, Yanhan immediately understood what she was doing.

“How could this happen?” Xuenuo’s eyes were filled with confusion.

“I know.”