Was it you that night?-Chapter 82 - 80 A City One Person
Chapter 82: Chapter 80: A City, One Person
Chapter 82 -80: A City, One Person
Nan Sheng didn’t want to waste any more time. The Red Moon Secret Realm only came once in a hundred years, and the Snow Bone Grass had been snatched away by Shen Qinghe; she had gained nothing. If she were to return empty-handed, she, a prodigious young girl, didn’t know how many people would laugh at her.
Because of this, she couldn’t continue wasting time here.
“Since Brother Xiao insists on looking for someone here, then I’ll go elsewhere to search. Maybe I’ll find something,” said Nan Sheng, carefully watching Xiao Chen’s expression.
Xiao Chen’s expression was indifferent, and he nodded slightly, “Go ahead.”
Nan Sheng hesitated, and seeing that Xiao Chen had already walked away, she felt wronged in her heart yet didn’t believe she was at fault.
Everyone for themselves, heaven’s law earth’s demise; as a cultivator, entering the secret realm was all about seizing opportunities.
It was Yan Changsheng’s choice to jump down with Shen Qinghe, even if he never returned, it was his own doing.
With that thought, she walked away without looking back.
Xiao Chen quietly looked at Nan Sheng’s retreating figure, thinking to himself, what if Shen Qinghe never returned?
He resisted Shen Qinghe, yet had never considered that one day she might disappear forever.
The woman didn’t seem stupid, so how did she get outmaneuvered by Nan Sheng, and now her life or death was uncertain?
He stood still for a moment before continuing his search for the entrance to The Abyss.
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Snow Bone City.
At that time, Dongfang Wuya was passionately kissing Shen Qinghe, when Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng suddenly barged in.
The mishap occurred right after that.
When he wounded Xiao Chen and Yan Changsheng, he found that a crack appeared in space, and as he turned around, Shen Qinghe, who had been on the bed, suddenly vanished without a trace. He shouted her name in panic but received no response.
Seeing the space distortion grow more and more severe, he urgently channelled his Spiritual Energy to forcefully mend the fissure in space.
Regrettably, after searching the entire City Lord’s Mansion, he realized not a single person was left.
Everyone seemed to have vanished in an instant, including Shen Qinghe.
Ever since he had gained Spiritual Sense, Shen Qinghe had been by his side; he had never imagined there would come a day when he would be alone.
Just moments earlier, he was thrilled to the soul at being able to be intimate with Shen Qinghe, but in the next moment, the world was left with only him. Shen Qinghe had suddenly abandoned him.
He didn’t know what to do, and could only continue to search aimlessly for Shen Qinghe in the city.
He told himself that as long as he didn’t give up, one day he would find Shen Qinghe. Shen Qinghe, being such a good person, wouldn’t heartlessly abandon him…
Inside The Abyss, days passed one by one.
Shen Qinghe was in a constant state of high tension every day, for there was nothing in this place, just an endless array of Mythical Beasts.
After slaying one batch, another would come; she was now almost numb to confronting the various Mythical Beasts.
At first, what Yan Changsheng said the most was that he had dragged Shen Qinghe down, but later on, he felt it was better to kill more Mythical Beasts to cause less trouble for Shen Qinghe.
Day by day, he watched Shen Qinghe’s swordsmanship and Cultivation Base improve. Suddenly, he felt this was also a fortune for Shen Qinghe—having such dangerous real combat experience, and so many Mythical Beasts to practice swordsmanship with every day, was why her sword skills became more and more exquisite.
Previously, his impression of Qinghe was simple and kind-hearted. After falling into The Abyss, what he saw was a determined, optimistic young woman; she was no longer the little girl who used to follow behind him calling him Changsheng.
Every time he faced danger, it was always her who shielded herself behind him. If one were to account for life-saving debts, he owed her more lives than he knew.
Within The Abyss, everything was misty, a realm of gray; only Qinghe shone brightly.
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Yet, such a girl, full of enthusiasm and reverence for life, he had let her down more than once.
Yan Changsheng belatedly realized that his gaze fell on Qinghe from time to time, sometimes becoming so engrossed that he lost himself in thought. He knew this was wrong, but he couldn’t help comparing Qinghe to Nan Sheng.
If it were Nan Sheng by his side today, she would definitely be cowering behind him, sobbing. When danger came, Nan Sheng would run faster than anyone else.
When facing difficulties, Nan Sheng would always shrink back, never confronting them head-on as Qinghe did.
So why did he love Nan Sheng? Was it just because of her beautiful face that he was so irresistibly in love?
As Yan Changsheng was distracted by Qinghe’s figure, an odd sound arose again in front of them, and soon a mythical beast the size of a wolf-dog appeared.
Its horns were long and sharp, emitting a ghostly blue glow in the gloom of The Abyss, resembling two swords eager to unsheathe.
“This mythical beast looks off; we need to be careful,” Yan Changsheng cautioned in a low voice.
Shen Qinghe felt it, too.
Although it was just a mythical beast, she felt an overwhelming killing intent. Clearly, the beast had gained sentience; otherwise, there would not be such strong murderous will.
As soon as Yan Changsheng’s voice fell, the mythical beast transformed, turning into an alien-shaped person with a human face and beastly body, wielding dual swords.
“For a thousand years, you have been the only cultivators to survive in the Mythical Beast World,” the alien-shaped person said, his eyes like beans, especially unsettling when he looked at someone.
Shen Qinghe responded calmly to her own confusion: “Why do cultivators lose all their cultivation base upon entering this place?”
Her situation was peculiar; otherwise, neither she nor Yan Changsheng would have survived until now. Without either one of them, falling into this place meant no chance of survival.
“Fool, didn’t I just tell you? This is the Mythical Beast World, not the Cultivator World. It’s normal for a cultivator’s cultivation base to be suppressed here. But I’m curious, why isn’t your cultivation base suppressed?” the alien-shaped person retorted.
Shen Qinghe smiled faintly, her words cold and mocking, “Fool, guess why my cultivation base isn’t suppressed?”
Yan Changsheng’s lips curled upward; he had never known Qinghe to be so vengeful.
The expression on the alien-shaped person’s face grew ugly; in the Mythical Beast World, he was the king. Countless cultivators had met fates worse than death at his hands. Yet this unknown female cultivator dared to defy him?
He wasted no more words and suddenly thrust his sword toward… Yan Changsheng.
Yan Changsheng remained vigilant at all times, and when the alien-shaped person struck, he swiftly dodged. Yet, without his cultivation base and relying solely on swordsmanship, he could not last more than a few moves against his opponent.
Shen Qinghe saw it clearly. The alien-shaped person had observed from the shadows for an unknown length of time, aware that Yan Changsheng lacked a cultivation base, and each time he was in danger, she would intervene to rescue him.
The alien-shaped person clearly knew that Yan Changsheng was her weakness and therefore targeted him.
Just as Yan Changsheng was about to be struck in a vital spot by the alien-shaped person, Shen Qinghe lunged forward with her sword. Her swordsmanship was becoming increasingly skilled, each move carrying a chilling intent to kill.
The alien-shaped person had early witnessed the ferocity of Shen Qinghe and dared not take her lightly.
But his plan was clear: to use Yan Changsheng as leverage against Shen Qinghe, to distract her, and disrupt her Sword Intent.
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Wuya shouted angrily, “Shen Qinghe, how dare you leave me behind?”
With a forced smile, Qinghe replied, “My mistake, my mistake. There, I’ll personally come to fetch you tomorrow…”
