Chapter 129: All for You
All the reserve Spiritual Energy from the 35th to the 44th floors has been completely drained!
Who else but Yun Zhonghe could pull off such a “feat”?
Pressed by a pack of White Tiger Beasts, even with two swords and two materialized Spiritual Energy swords, Yun Zhonghe was gradually feeling overwhelmed. The fewer White Tiger Beasts there were, the fiercer their assault became, and the Myriad Path Divine Tower seemed to be making the beasts even stronger.
Yun Zhonghe was truly ticked off, as if the tower were deliberately stopping him from reaching the 35th floor.
The more the tower restricted him, the more determined he became to go up!
Thus, Yun Zhonghe unleashed his Spiritual Energy, now reaching the mid-stage of Initial Understanding, stronger than his initial burst. With two Spiritual Pearls charged up, once he fully absorbed energy, it wouldn’t be just a single tower layer suffering.
If the tower wants to hinder me, I’ll just drain all your reserves!
In one go, Yun Zhonghe’s Spiritual Energy swallowed all the reserves from ten floors! His Sea of Consciousness felt like it was about to explode from the sheer force, but his powerful will forced his two Spiritual Pearls to emit dazzling light, quickly refining that pure Spiritual Energy.
Buzz—!
The Spiritual Pearls transformed once again, doubling from two to four!
In an instant, golden light burst from Yun Zhonghe’s eyes, and two more golden Spiritual Swords coalesced around him, bringing his total to six swords under his command!
Watching himself grow once again, Yun Zhonghe was in high spirits.
And with a good mood came even more fighting spirit.
Spiritual Energy blasted forth!
Four golden Spiritual Swords launched sword qi like artillery, disrupting the White Tiger Beasts and creating the best offensive opportunity for Yun Zhonghe’s main body.
Yun Zhonghe’s speed wasn’t as fast as the White Tiger Beasts, but his movements were clever and his sword techniques precise. When the Eight Desolate Sword Technique erupted once more, it was sure that some White Tiger heads would roll!
Yun Zhonghe was gnawing down the remaining White Tiger Beasts.
“Awesome! Brother Yun is going to win!”
In the back, Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu were pumped up, completely captivated by Yun Zhonghe’s strength.
Every move he made, every shadow he cast, deeply imprinted on their minds.
While excited, they also felt a bit uneasy, a hollow sensation in their hearts.
Especially Mu Jixue, silently tugging at her heartstrings.
What a huge gap! Just a while ago on the 30th floor, she felt their strengths were about the same, but now it seemed like he’d pulled way ahead.
In terms of cultivation, they were both at the seventh layer of Foundation Establishment, yet the fighting power Yun Zhonghe displayed was leagues beyond that, almost at the Golden Core level!
So strong!
Meanwhile, she felt… a bit left behind…
Mu Jixue’s expression was somewhat dazed.
Boom!!
With the final White Tiger Beast collapsing, Yun Zhonghe was panting, covered in bl**d, even droplets soaking his golden hair.
He stood alone in a sea of bl**d, disheveled and solitary.
“Ha… Ha… It’s a pity the dual sword flow can’t evolve into a four-sword flow or six-sword flow. If I could wield six swords simultaneously, casting the same sword technique, this battle wouldn’t have been a struggle at all—it would’ve ended on the first move!”
The bl**d on Yun Zhonghe wasn’t entirely his own; sure, he’d been injured, but it was mostly scratches. The bl**d splattered on him was from the White Tiger Beasts.
However, the moment the White Tiger Beast corpses vanished, the bl**d on him also disappeared, and his clothes regained their cleanliness.
Even so, Yun Zhonghe’s face still bore a hint of awkwardness.
His body… felt like he was reaching his limit; an internal wailing was starting, and his head hurt terribly.
Yun Zhonghe was pushing himself beyond his limits. Just now, he had absorbed a massive amount of Spiritual Energy in one go; it was a miracle his Sea of Consciousness didn’t explode, let alone control six swords at once, which required his meridians to handle six times the output of Spiritual Energy. Any normal person would have crumbled by now.
You could say Yun Zhonghe’s physical conditioning was top-notch—those various supplements from the Yun household weren’t wasted on him after all.
But if he continued, it would surely backfire.
“Brother Yun! Are you okay?”
Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu rushed over. Seeing them approach, Yun Zhonghe forced a weak smile and shrugged, saying, “Let’s go! To the next layer, the 35th floor!”
He didn’t even want to waste extra expressions.
The 35th floor was so close! Yun Zhonghe didn’t want to give up, and he felt he needed to strike while the iron was hot; taking a bit of a rest might just knock him out.
“Wait! Wait!”
Mu Jixue yelled at him, arms wide to block his path.
Yun Zhonghe: ?
“Have you lost your mind? Don’t you see your current state? You want to keep going? No way! I won’t allow it! Getting to the 34th floor is already plenty good enough!”
Her face was filled with tension and worry; she was genuinely scared something would happen to Yun Zhonghe.
Lin Zhongyu also bit her lip, her eyes clearly hoping Yun Zhonghe wouldn’t act recklessly.
What’s up with Brother Yun today? He’s acting like before with me, charging ahead without a care!
“In short! I won’t let you go forward! If you still consider me a friend, then come with me out of this tower right now!”
Mu Jixue firmly grabbed Yun Zhonghe’s wrist and pulled him back.
Yun Zhonghe blinked, surprised. “Are you… worried about me?”
Mu Jixue’s face nearly twisted in frustration. “Yes! I’m worried about you! I’m really, really worried! Do you even know what you’re doing? It’s just a trial! Are you trying to risk your life over this? You fool, you’re so ridiculously stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid!”
A barrage of “stupid” left Yun Zhonghe speechless. He opened his mouth but had no words, only feeling a warmth in his heart.
Lin Zhongyu couldn’t help but chime in, “Brother Yun, are you pushing yourself for some hidden reason?”
Those words took Yun Zhonghe by surprise. His reaction completely gave him away, and even Mu Jixue noticed.
If it were any other time, he would have maintained his façade, not revealing his true thoughts. But now he was on the brink, lacking the strength to put on a front.
But one couldn’t blame Lin Zhongyu for being astute—she always knew how to hit the nail on the head.
Mu Jixue stared at him wide-eyed, and Lin Zhongyu had a genuinely worried look. Yun Zhonghe felt uneasy under their gaze, knowing he couldn’t hide what was up.
“Well… how do I put this? The specifics… I can’t tell you in detail; it’s inconvenient, but everything I’m doing is for you!”
That was all Yun Zhonghe could say. Any further details might spill some major spoilers.
If Mu Jixue knew his true purpose, or if Lin Zhongyu found out that his closeness had ulterior motives, he couldn’t imagine what they’d think.
It’d be a shame to see the bond they’d built collapse.
To be real, while his initial actions were for self-preservation, having adventured with these two adorable girls, he had genuinely come to regard them as friends.
For friends, isn’t it worth sacrificing a bit?
Of course, he knew he shouldn’t keep secrets from friends, but he was human too, with his own hesitations.
Yun Zhonghe was struggling to vocalize his thoughts.
At that moment, Mu Jixue and Lin Zhongyu, initially shocked and confused, gradually calmed down.
Mu Jixue spoke with soft lips, “Since it’s all for us, then let me ask you this: if I say you don’t need to go this far, will you stop?”
Yun Zhonghe shook his head. “No, I won’t. Because this is very important.”
Mu Jixue lowered her gaze, pursing her lips. “Very important… you mean… we’re very important?”
Yun Zhonghe’s expression turned serious. “Yes! Absolutely, very important!”
Mu Jixue’s face flushed a bright red: “More… important than your own life?”
In his exhausted state, Yun Zhonghe completely missed the significance of Mu Jixue’s question; wasn’t it obvious?
If someone like Huang Aotian were gone, wouldn’t he be lost too?
Without thinking, he answered decisively, “Yes! More important than my own life!”
In that moment, Mu Jixue tightened her grip on Yun Zhonghe’s hand even more.
Darn… this yellow-haired guy… says stuff like that… how am I supposed to refuse him?!
Her head hung low, face practically glowing red, her delicate shoulders trembling from the emotional impact.
