Luo Qingxian nodded slightly, and after a long pause, finally replied firmly with just a single word: "Alright."

This seemingly casual "alright" was clearly a decision made after deep contemplation.

Ye Xiaofan, hearing this, did not speak further. After all, as the daughter of the Divine Sword Sect’s leader, he didn’t doubt she possessed astounding methods; it was simply a question of whether she was willing to pay the hefty price for protection. Since she agreed, at least she deemed him worthy of her help, or perhaps of being utilized.

With Luo Qingxian’s promise, Ye Xiaofan became more resolute in his idea to engage in fusion on the spot. He made up his mind, immediately sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and quickly entered the state of focus.

Luo Qingxian watched the figure sitting cross-legged, took a deep breath, and then, as if having made a difficult decision after inner turmoil, slowly turned around.

She gently raised her beautiful eyes to face Yunmo Xi and the countless peerless monsters, and slowly produced an ancient sword of unique material. The sword’s body was pure white as if meticulously carved from jade, exuding an aura of jade yet devoid of any spiritual power fluctuation.

Indeed, it was a Mortal Sword, yet not just any Mortal Sword.

It was called a Mortal Sword because it bore no inscriptions, no features of a magical artifact.

But it wasn’t just a Mortal Sword because the material crafting this ancient sword was no ordinary substance; it cut through iron like mud, indestructible.

On the Heaven-Reaching Road, all magical artifacts were unusable. Now, this ancient sword was most fitting for battle.

The moment Luo Qingxian turned with the pure white ancient sword, many peerless monsters glanced sideways at her, involuntarily staring at that part of the world.

Even Luo Qingchen, on the Heaven-Reaching Road, sensed something amiss.

"Sister?"

Instinctively, Luo Qingchen voiced softly, his eyes filled with endless worry. Especially upon seeing that figure sitting cross-legged, Luo Qingchen sensitively captured some information.

But now he was separated by at least dozens of Heaven-Reaching Pillars from Luo Qingxian and Ye Xiaofan. Due to the restrictions, it was impossible for him to rendezvous with them, however eager he might be.

Everyone watched that extraordinary beauty’s actions, all utterly baffled, not understanding what she intended to do. Even Yunmo Xi was equally puzzled.

While everyone was perplexed, the figure behind Luo Qingxian had already begun to operate the "He Yuan Technique," and wisps of Spiritual Essence aura emanated around them.

Sensing the spiritual essence spreading from behind her, ripples appeared in Luo Qingxian’s beautiful eyes, and suddenly she smiled, as if questioning herself, or perhaps the person behind, and softly said, "Ye Xiaofan, remember, today you asked me, Luo Qingxian, to protect you once, and now you owe me a favor. If one day I ask something of you, you mustn’t hesitate."

Upon Luo Qingxian’s words, the person behind slightly fluttered their tightly closed eyes but did not respond.

Facing away from the other, Luo Qingxian smiled serenely; in fact, since that day when she made ’that decision’ with Luo Qingchen, many things had silently changed in her heart, involving future interests for both siblings and her own future trajectory.

Furthermore, as the dignified daughter of the Divine Sword Sect’s leader, how could she not have some life-preserving methods? Now agreeing to protect him was ultimately a matter of interest exchange.

Not to mention, while Ye Xiaofan had Qi Yun’s terrifying black talisman, Luo Qingxian and her brother naturally had more terrifying life-saving trump cards, albeit at an unmeasurable cost since they were facing the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’ and not an ordinary place.

Of course, no matter how terrifying the method, in front of a figure like Yunmo Xi, it might not necessarily prove absolutely useful. Major risks existed, but the greater the risk, the greater the future reward, an eternal truth.

Though presently she, Luo Qingxian, was vastly no match for Yunmo Xi, leaving here and returning to the temporary Divine Sword Sect base should be feasible. Once returned, someone would naturally deal with Yunmo Xi.

However, unless absolutely necessary, Luo Qingxian wouldn’t resort to such methods as the price was unbearable. But if it truly reached that point, she had no choice but to act.

With this in her thoughts, Luo Qingxian’s eyes gradually grew resolute.

And her actions almost instantly drew gazes from more than half of the peerless monsters, each more baffled.

Yet at this moment, more eyes were not on Luo Qingxian but instead on the figure sitting cross-legged behind her. After all, meditating on the Heaven-Reaching Road was too conspicuous not to notice.

Immediately, one peerless monster, confused, asked.

"What trick is that guy up to again?"

"Could it be that his internal Spiritual Power is depleted and he needs to meditate to recover?"

"He shouldn’t be that weak. At least he’s a Half-Step Spirit Element Realm cultivator; it’s not been long since entering the Heaven-Reaching Road. There’s no reason he’d deplete his Spiritual Power unless his cultivation is just a facade."

One peerless monster frowned, analyzing.

However, many adversarial cultivators, upon seeing this, smirked slightly.

Seeing that figure had stopped, some even inexplicably felt a hint of schadenfreude.

The longer one takes on the Heaven-Reaching Road, the rarer the opportunities later, so those peerless monsters with murderous intent towards that figure were more than happy to see it.

Even Xiao Yan and Xu Qinghe couldn’t help but frown, with unavoidable doubt in their hearts—was that person truly stalled due to inadequate cultivation, strength, and talent?