The monster appeared before Zhou Liangcai.

Its body was towering, stitched together from more than a dozen pale corpses, stirring a powerful sense of revulsion.

The very existence of this monster felt like a blasphemy against life itself!

Several clear seams were visible on its head. Its facial features, taken from different bodies, created a sense of mad disarray.

And in its hand, it gripped a gigantic, bloodstained hammer-axe!

"This..." Zhou Liangcai’s eyes glazed over, his legs trembling!

He stared at the giant hammer-axe.

The words Su Ye had just spoken involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

’The victim was cut in half at the waist... the torso bludgeoned with a Nail Hammer...’

GULP.

Zhou Liangcai’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard.

"The Sewn Corpse is here!"

"Get over here, quick!"

Zhong Qi shouted.

His voice snapped Zhou Liangcai out of his terror.

This time, Zhou Liangcai didn’t hesitate. He turned and sprinted toward Zhong Qi!

Zhong Qi might be trouble, might even kill him...

But this monster was *definitely* trouble, and it would *definitely* kill him!

The choice between the two wasn’t difficult.

’Faster! Faster! Faster!!!’

Zhou Liangcai roared in his mind.

He poured Magical Power into his legs as if it were free, fleeing for his life.

However.

Compared to the Sewn Corpse, Zhou Liangcai was still too slow!

The Sewn Corpse looked cumbersome and slow, but a single stride covered several meters!

The entire bluestone floor of the corridor trembled as it ran, thundering down the hall like a heavy tank!

The distance between them closed rapidly!

He could feel the foul wind at his back growing closer.

Cold sweat streamed down Zhou Liangcai’s head.

His pupils contracted violently, and his heart pounded faster than ever before!

He deeply regretted that his parents hadn’t given him two extra legs at birth!

"Help me!"

WHOOSH!

A foul wind swept over him. The heavy hammer-axe was raised, about to cleave Zhou Liangcai in two...

SHING!

A golden-white flying sword shot out, whistling through the air!

The sword transformed into a streak of rainbow light.

CLANG!

It struck the flat of the hammer-axe, knocking it aside!

THUD.

The Sewn Corpse’s weapon slammed into the bluestone tiles. Stone fragments flew as the hammer-axe embedded itself deep in the ground!

Seizing the opportunity, Zhou Liangcai scrambled the rest of the way, finally reaching Zhong Qi’s side.

Zhong Qi reached out and quickly pulled him through the doorway.

’Inside...? Can this flimsy wooden door stop that monster? Aren’t we just trapping ourselves in here?’

Zhou Liangcai’s heart sank, but right now, his only choice was to trust Zhong Qi.

SLAM.

The door was shut forcefully.

Once inside, Zhou Liangcai collapsed to the ground from exhaustion, his Magical Power recoiling as he gasped for breath.

Zhong Qi, however, wore a grim expression.

Without hesitation, he drew a dagger and slashed it fiercely across his own wrist.

HISSS.

Blood sprayed out.

He aimed the wound at the door, instantly coating the inside of it with a layer of blood.

And his blood, as if possessing some kind of magic, began to glow with a faint red spiritual light!

"Hmm?"

Zhou Liangcai turned his head in surprise. His powers of observation were decent enough.

It was easy to notice the multiple dried bloodstains on the door.

Clearly, this wasn’t the first time Zhong Qi had done something like this.

"This is..."

Shhh.

Zhong Qi raised a finger to his lips, his expression grave.

Understanding the gravity of the situation, Zhou Liangcai held his breath, not daring to make a sound.

THUD, THUD, THUD.

Outside the door, the Sewn Corpse paced back and forth. The heavy sound of its Nail Hammer echoed in their ears!

Amazingly, though it was just inches away, the Sewn Corpse never broke down the door!

It seemed... to be in a state of confusion?

A desperate hope for survival appeared on Zhou Liangcai’s face!

However, Zhong Qi’s expression was grim.

"Dammit... why isn’t it leaving..."

SSSHK.

He slashed his hand again, several more times.

A large amount of blood gushed from the wounds, and Zhong Qi’s face grew incredibly pale.

It was as if he was about to bleed himself dry.

Seeing this, Zhou Liangcai formed a hand seal and began chanting, wanting to cast a Beneficial Skill.

But just as he began to speak, he was interrupted by a cold female voice!

"Don’t cast any Magic. The Magical Power will attract the Sewn Corpse’s attention!"

"I have two Qi Blood Elixirs here. Take them and give them to him."

It was only then that Zhou Liangcai noticed.

There was another person in the room?

Dressed in practical attire, the frosty Bai Xiuying was sitting cross-legged in the back of the room, a flying sword resting across her lap.

Her face was ashen, her aura weak. She seemed to be seriously injured.

"Yu... Yuqing?!"

Zhou Liangcai recognized Bai Xiuying’s identity and stammered in astonishment.

He remembered the flying sword that had just saved his life!

However, the situation was urgent.

Zhou Liangcai didn’t dare get distracted. He quickly took the Qi Blood Elixirs and fed them to Zhong Qi.

After he took the Qi Blood Elixirs, their medicinal effects spread, and a bit of color returned to Zhong Qi’s face.

However.

Even though he continued to bleed himself.

The Sewn Corpse showed no intention of leaving!

Instead...

A heavy sound echoed from outside the door. The Sewn Corpse had raised its hammer-axe and was smashing it against the wooden door!

BANG!

Splinters flew! The bloody light on the door instantly dimmed!

"Why... Why isn’t it working? It always worked before..."

Zhong Qi had nearly bled himself dry. He lost his composure, his heart pounding in panicked dismay.

"I think... it’s the number of people," Bai Xiuying said calmly, her phoenix eyes narrowing slightly.

"Before, you were alone."

"But now, there are three of us in this room..."

"Then..." Hearing this, Zhou Liangcai’s face turned deathly pale.

If the number of people was the key...

Bai Xiuying was a Foundation Establishment master. Even injured, she could crush a Qi Refining cultivator with a single finger.

And Zhong Qi’s blood had its special properties.

Then, the one to be sacrificed would be...?

"I don’t think the monster will spare us if we open the door and throw this guy out."

"Besides, I am unwilling!"

Bai Xiuying glanced at Zhou Liangcai, shook her head, and stood up.

A Sword Cultivator would rather die on their feet than live on their knees!

The longsword left its sheath!

And at that moment.

BANG!

The wooden door shattered, and the Sewn Corpse’s savage form was fully revealed!

With a cold expression, Bai Xiuying transformed into an Escape Light and shot forward!

Faced with the Magical Power fluctuations of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The Sewn Corpse roared, turned its head, and chased after Bai Xiuying!

Zhong Qi and Zhou Liangcai huddled together in the room, trembling.

SHHIIING!

Within the courtyard, Sword Qi crisscrossed, whistling through the air!

Against the Sword Qi, the Sewn Corpse’s bloated body possessed terrifying Defense Power.

The monster also seemed to have no vital points.

Most of Bai Xiuying’s attacks were ineffective against it!

On the contrary, the Sewn Corpse’s sonic roars and the crushing blows of its hammer-axe posed a lethal threat to Bai Xiuying!

"Damn it... In this godforsaken place, you can’t naturally recover Magical Power, and there are flight restrictions..."

Bai Xiuying gritted her teeth.

In just a quarter of an hour, several new wounds had appeared on her body.

And she only had twenty to thirty percent of her Magical Power left.

’Am I going to die here?’

Bai Xiuying took a deep breath, a look of resolute acceptance of death appearing in her eyes.

She prepared to activate her Life-Struggle Secret Skill.

But just then.

A casual voice sounded faintly.

"Sigh... trying to get in gave me a headache... I finally made it."

"Su Ye?!"

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Gradually recovering from my illness.

Just feel like my energy still isn’t there, getting drowsy all the time, just really tired.

Will be writing 4k words/day for a while longer.