Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 435 - 195: Jiang Sha

Dozens of fleets, hundreds of large and small fishing boats, along with various cultivators, were all gathered outside the nearly closed space rift, watching closely.

They all essentially knew by now that this small realm was not some fortuitous treasure, but a Tribulation Tomb left behind by a Tribulation Immortal.

Anyone daring enough to explore this place surely knows what a Tribulation Tomb implies. Opportunities are one in ten thousand, and the rest is almost certain death.

Is obtaining treasures from a Tribulation Immortal that easy?

They couldn’t help but wonder... So, was that person, who gathered treasures in such an exaggerated manner earlier, actually saving them? If not, then why, when the Tribulation Tomb changed unexpectedly, did that person’s aura sweep them all out?

They waited outside, wanting to see if that person could successfully escape the killing intention set by the Tribulation Immortal.

During this time, various auras and Daoist intents continuously poured out of the narrow space rift, accompanied by massive spatial tremors. These tremors stirred ripples, spreading outwards and causing the surrounding space to become increasingly agitated.

At a certain moment, an exceptionally large tremor rippled out from the small realm, causing the space within a hundred-mile radius to emit a creaking sound like an old wooden chair about to fall apart.

This sound was truly unsettling.

The creaking lasted for less than five breaths before everyone suddenly realized they were being pulled closer to the rift.

No, I didn’t move, and neither did the boats. Why are we getting closer to the rift?

Everyone was puzzled.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, "No! It’s not us getting closer to the rift, it’s that the scale of the surrounding space is constantly shrinking!"

"What do you mean?"

"It means the surrounding space is squeezing towards that small realm! The small realm inside the rift... has collapsed!"

The collapse of a small space causing the compression of a larger space is extremely lethal; if not careful, people could be crushed into a ball of flesh.

"Run! Run!"

Immediately, the commanders of all the fleets shouted urgently.

Engines at full throttle, escaping the collapse point as quickly as possible.

Luo Qingyao and the others were closest to the rift, and Yan Hui, particularly sensitive to omens, noticed this the quickest.

"We must leave immediately!" Yan Hui exclaimed, "The large space compressing the small realm, a human body cannot withstand it!"

Guan Xin furrowed her brow, looking at the continually twisting and coiling rift, "But he’s still in there."

Luo Qingyao grabbed her and swiftly fled to the distance, whispering, "Before worrying about others, you should consider your situation first."

"But, I need to save him." Guan Xin said urgently.

"Why would you save him? Do you have the ability? What is your relationship with him?"

Luo Qingyao’s three consecutive questions left Guan Xin speechless.

Guan Xin couldn’t answer for the moment.

Luo Qingyao asked again, "Let me put it another way, why do you want to save him? Tell me, at the moment you had the thought of saving him, what were you thinking?"

Guan Xin looked at her in confusion, murmuring, "I should help someone who is suffering."

"You can’t even differentiate what suffering is. You are simply saving others for the sake of saving, you wouldn’t even feel happy for successfully aiding others, nor gain happiness from it." Luo Qingyao expressed her view on Guan Xin during this period, "It’s not realistic to call you hypocritical, but you’re not someone who shoulders great responsibility. You’re just following the label you brought from Wenxin Heaven. You’re not even a naive good person; you’re a person without principles, without a soul."

After hearing this, Guan Xin fell silent.

She stood aside, pursing her lips, staring at her toes.

Watching Guan Xin, Luo Qingyao felt awkward, feeling she may have spoken too harshly, leaving herself a bit embarrassed as well.

Beside her, Yan Hui was a bit befuddled; in such an urgent moment, why are you suddenly arguing? And, is that girl from Wenxin Heaven? So young, could she be... Guan Xin!

Until now, Yan Hui hadn’t asked for their names.

He asked Luo Qingyao quietly, a bit embarrassed, "Is she Guan Xin?"

"Yes, didn’t you know?"

"I haven’t met her, only heard of her name." Yan Hui heard, Guan Xin might become Wenxin Heaven’s youngest Saint. He asked awkwardly again, "May I know the young lady’s name?"

Luo Qingyao raised her eyebrow, "Aren’t you a fortune teller? Can’t even figure out a name?"

Yan Hui muttered quietly, "I told you I’m not a fortune teller."

"I’m Luo Qingyao." Luo Qingyao didn’t bother to say much to him, casually answered, then focused on observing the rift’s movement. She could feel her senior brother’s life state, fluctuating up and down, as if facing a great crisis, feeling anxious inside.

"You’re that Sword Dao genius from the Luo Family!" Yan Hui asked eagerly, "Then... who is that young master?" He was desperate to know the answer to this question.

Luo Qingyao frowned at him, "What are you planning?"

At this moment, a remnant shadow of a giant dragon appeared from the rift, dividing the surrounding aura into countless fine fragments, condensing into a floating white mark.

As they saw this white mark, Fan Wubing was already standing beside them.

Xianchan was the first to notice, happily grabbing Fan Wubing’s hand.

"Senior Brother!" Luo Qingyao’s heart finally settled, exclaiming in surprise, showing a joyful smile, "I knew you’d be alright."

Beside her, Guan Xin raised her head, glanced at Fan Wubing, then lowered her head back to staring at her toes, hands retracted into her sleeves, appearing quite cold.