All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me-Chapter 613 - 353 We Must Survive..._2

Su Bei lowered his head. Shielded by dust and rubble, he scooped up the unconscious Yu Hongxiu and bound her tightly to his back. The next moment, the waters of Inverted Heaven flooded the entire Tomb Cavern.

The torrent roared downward, and the seal on the altar slowly flew towards Su Bei.

Buried beneath the whirlpool in the depths of the tomb, Tianjizi struggled to sustain himself. His face changed as he watched the scene unfold, and he roared, "Su Bei, drop that seal!"

Su Bei, however, did not realize that the seal was following him of its own accord, nor did he hear Tianjizi's roar. His vision was filled only with a terrifying, seemingly bottomless whirlpool.

The power within him from the Tribulation-Crossing Stage grew weaker and weaker. Su Bei knew he didn't have much time left with the power lent to him by the seal!

"Go!" Su Bei bellowed, pouring all the Spiritual Energy inside him into the blade of his sword. He ferociously struck at the opposing current blocking his path, forcibly cleaving a way through.

GURGLE, GURGLE—

The endless Inverted Water poured into Su Bei's lungs, crushing his organs.

Su Bei's mind felt foggy and heavy, but the urge to survive and his conviction drove him to keep swimming upwards.

Sad weeping seemed to echo in his ears, and everything before his eyes was red. Su Bei knew it was his own blood spreading through the Inverted Water.

I can't die here.

His body temperature gradually fell. Not a trace of Spiritual Energy flowed through his depleted spiritual veins; he was no different from a mortal now.

He thought he saw a glimmer of light. Su Bei opened his eyes, coughed out a mouthful of blood, and patted the woman, long unconscious on his back, with his bloodstained hand.

We must survive...

Finally, he burst through the endless darkness. A breath of fresh air filled his nostrils, a faint smile touched Su Bei's lips, and then darkness enveloped his vision, and he passed out.

The two of them were carried away by the torrent, disappearing from their original location, drifting with the current.

An unknown amount of time passed before a clump of earth burst apart.

Buried in the deepest part of the tomb, Tianjizi finally pushed everything aside. He stared at where Su Bei had disappeared, his face dark with malevolence.

He picked up a Token that had fallen from Su Bei, glanced at it, then fiercely crushed it. He slammed the dust remaining in his hands onto the ground.

「...」

「Hua Province.」

A flying boat hurtled through the sky at high speed, moving so urgently that it was unclear which Sect it belonged to.

Inside the cabin, people sat in a circle around a massive table.

The people of Sword Sect, hastening towards South City, surrounded the table. Wenren Pingxin sat in the chief seat on a grandmaster's chair, gently stroking her right hand with her left. A deep look of anxiety creased her brow as she sighed and said to everyone,

"Can't this flying boat move any faster?

Will we even make it to South City?"

Since receiving Su Bei's message, Wenren Pingxin had immediately rallied all the elders of Sword Sect to hurry towards South City, leaving only Shangguan Wendao at the Sect.

Inside the cabin, everyone half-closed their eyes, feigning sleep, all ears to Wenren Pingxin's rambling.

She had said these words no less than ten times along the way.

Sitting in a corner, Jun Wuxie abruptly gulped down a mouthful of liquor. He glanced sideways at Yu Xie, who was dozing off next to him, and let out a burp. "Eldest Sister, you've almost thrown everything on this flying boat overboard. If we want to go any faster, I guess the only option left is to throw this guy off."

Yu Xie, snapping back to his senses, extended his hand and smacked Jun Wuxie's head fiercely. "Why don't we throw you off?"

Xi Qingyi glared at Jun Wuxie, then stood up. Looking down at the scenery beneath the flying boat, she said,

"We are now within the bounds of Hua Province. Past Hua Province, we should be able to see South Country.

At this speed, reaching South City will take another two days.

I don't know if we can make it in time...

But we should be able to arrive before the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Wenren Pingxin tightened her long dress, which accentuated her ample bosom, and furrowed her willow-like brows.

For some reason, ever since she left Sword Sect for South City, her right eyelid had been twitching non-stop, and her heart was in turmoil.

It feels as though something momentous is about to happen.

She stood up, walked out of the cabin, and sat on the gunwale of the boat, her legs dangling and swinging. The cold wind billowed her dazzling white dress.

The relentless, howling wind struck her cheeks and tossed her hair as she gently bit her crimson lips.

At that moment, her right eyelid stopped twitching.

It was as if she had suddenly received a sign; that thread of consciousness, forever tied to her own, abruptly shattered.

Wenren Pingxin's eyes widened instantly. Her heartbeat slowed for half a beat, and she grew ever more bewildered.

Deep inside, she could no longer feel his soul.

As if to confirm her suspicions, Wenren Pingxin calmed her emotions and pulled out the Token from her Storage Ring, closing her eyes tightly.

Gently, she probed into it with a strand of Divine Sense, continually calling out,

"Bei Bei, Bei Bei?

Su Bei? Are you there? Su Bei!?"

The perpetual howling of the wind filled her ears as her calls went unanswered.

The once-bright Spiritual Pearl on the Token gradually dimmed, slowly extinguishing.

This outcome could mean one of two things: a deathly stillness in his soul, or that the thread of his soul hidden within the Token had shattered.

Wenren Pingxin stood there, stunned, clutching the Token. Her legs suddenly gave way, and tears streamed down her face as she collapsed heavily to the ground, her eyes lifelessly staring at the Token in her hands.

"Su Bei... don't scare your Eldest Sister."

Hearing the noise, everyone rushed out of the cabin. Seeing Wenren Pingxin collapsed on the ground, they hurried over to help her up, asking, "Eldest Sister, what's wrong?"

Mo Xingjian hastily took out a First Grade Pill from his Storage Ring and popped it into her mouth.

As the Spiritual Energy was infused, color gradually returned to Wenren Pingxin's cheeks. But she still looked at everyone with a vacant gaze, slowly handing out the Token in her hand.

Looking at the lusterless Spiritual Pearl, everyone fell silent.

The cold wind continued to howl.

Wenren Pingxin pushed away those supporting her and staggered to her feet, wiping the tear marks from the corners of her eyes.

A forced smile appeared on her lips. "Maybe I'm just overthinking it. How could anything happen to Su Bei? A scourge like him is meant to last a thousand years..."

But everyone could see her hands trembling uncontrollably.

「...」

「South City.」

Empty Cicada Lake hadn't buzzed with such liveliness for a long time.

The young women gathered, chattering non-stop as they looked at the various arrangements prepared before them.

Observing Xiao Ruoching, who was still resting with her eyes closed, Mo Li approached. After taking out a piece of dried fruit, she brought it to Xiao Ruoching's lips. Xiao Ruoching stuck out her small tongue, curled it around the fruit, and pulled it into her mouth.

Mo Li narrowed her eyes, a smile brimming on her face, feeling as if she were feeding a small animal. She casually asked, "How do you feel?"

Xiao Ruoching slowly opened her eyes and said, "I'm not very confident. The Saint Heir of Dao Sect is much stronger than I had imagined."

Just then, Li Zijun walked over with a smile, holding two different mooncake fillings. She said,

"Senior Sister, take a break. Shouldn't you relax at a time like this?

The Mid-Autumn Festival is the day after tomorrow. Do you want sweet or savory mooncakes?"

After she spoke, Xiao Ruoching's brows furrowed slightly, and an odd expression appeared on her face.

"Sweet mooncakes, of course! How could anyone possibly eat savory ones?

Surely no one can actually stomach savory mooncakes..."

Li Zijun paused for a moment, looking at the duck egg yolk in her hand, her snowy cheeks puffing slightly.

"Ah?

How can you eat the sweet ones?"