Chapter 19: The Blood Asura Clan

Chapter 19: The Blood Asura Clan

Realizing her lapse in composure, Mu Qingxue pulled back her arm, clutching the quilt to cover her exposed skin. With a grave look, she said, "She is as kind to me as a mountain. If you can save her, it will count as you having saved my life. From then on, we will owe each other nothing, and our ties of gratitude will be severed."

Qin Xuan teased, "Then that counts as you owing me a favor. How can you say we owe each other nothing?"

"That was the reward you promised! Are you going back on your word again? Is there not a single word of truth coming out of your mouth?"

"The reward has been fulfilled; eating my flesh and drinking my blood. Oh, and don't forget our Body Integration."

Mu Qingxue clenched her small fists in hatred, unable to bear the shyness, and snapped, "Shameless!"

Qin Xuan bared his porcelain-white teeth and clicked them, saying, "There is."

"Alright, alright, I won't bicker with you anymore."

Qin Xuan leaned over and lightly flicked Mu Qingxue's forehead. "Put on your clothes and come with me."

After Mu Qingxue finished washing up, another hour had passed.

As the sky grew dark, the two took advantage of the night to return to the basement, where a decadent scent lingered endlessly.

Just by smelling that unpleasant odor, Mu Qingxue's face flushed red again, as if she were drunk, adding a touch of charm to her appearance.

【Information regarding Leng Li detected. Consume all Villain Points to acquire.】

"Acquire."

Qin Xuan thought for a moment and nodded.

After all, she was a Saint-level henchman; having more information would make her easier to control.

As his Villain Points dropped to zero, information regarding Leng Li naturally flowed into Qin Xuan's mind.

With a smile on his lips, he walked over to Leng Li, took out the Saint Grade Medicinal Pill that Mu Qingxue had given him, and fed it to her.

Mu Qingxue asked in confusion, "What are you doing? That's a waste of a Medicinal Pill. If you think one Saint Grade Medicinal Pill can save Leng Li, why would I have needed your help?"

Qin Xuan stepped aside and gestured toward Leng Li's Physical Body, saying, "You want to do it?"

Mu Qingxue rolled her eyes and said nothing more.

Qin Xuan took the opportunity to kick Leng Li off the cold ice bed, sat on it himself, and beckoned to Mu Qingxue, "Come over and sit for a while."

Mu Qingxue looked at Leng Li, who had fallen to the ground. Now that the Body Integration constraint was gone, she quickly stepped forward to help her up and shouted angrily at Qin Xuan, "What are you doing? She has been pinned down by seventy-one sage-burial nails and had her heart pierced by the Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak. Her Physical Body is riddled with holes; how can it withstand such abuse from you?"

Qin Xuan smiled and countered, "You also know that her Physical Body is riddled with holes. Do you think a body abused like this can still be used? Is there any hope of successfully repairing it?"

Mu Qingxue was very clever and drew the inference, "You mean that since the Physical Body is already shattered, we should save the Divine Soul instead? No, it should be the Saint Soul. Are you giving her that Saint Grade Medicinal Pill now to repair her damaged Saint Soul?"

Qin Xuan snapped his fingers and praised her generously, "Smart, you catch on quickly!"

Mu Qingxue frowned, "But the sage-burial nails and the large Sacred Artifact sword are suppressing her Saint Soul, preventing it from leaving her Physical Body. It will only continue to decay until it perishes. With our strength, we simply cannot make Leng Li's Saint Soul break free from the suppression of these two Sacred Artifacts."

"Just because you can't, don't include me."

Qin Xuan saw that the fluctuations on Leng Li's body surface were becoming increasingly intense.

It seemed the suppressed Saint Soul was beginning to revive.

He decisively opened the ancient prison-suppressing tower and brought both Leng Li and Mu Qingxue inside.

The sage-burial nails and the sword of the Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak were indeed incredibly powerful.

They were powerful weapons capable of suppressing and killing those in the Saint King Realm.

If it were anyone else, they would likely be helpless in the face of this situation.

But Qin Xuan was different; he had the ancient prison-suppressing tower.

That was an existence that, in its complete version, ranked above an Emperor Weapon!

Even if it was just a defective version, it was still a top-tier Sacred Artifact, incomparable to the sage-burial nails and a broken sword.

Inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower,

Mu Qingxue stared in astonishment at the vast wilderness. Given her perspective as the daughter of the Mu Family, she had naturally seen Sacred Artifacts, and quite a few of them.

She also knew that some high-grade Sacred Artifacts had storage properties and came with their own internal space.

But she had never encountered one like the ancient prison-suppressing tower that contained a vast wilderness, nor had she ever heard of such a thing before.

This place was like a Small World.

Even when she spread her Divine Soul to its limit, she could not touch the boundaries.

It was vast and boundless, which was unbelievable.

"Suppress!"

Not far from Mu Qingxue, Qin Xuan mobilized the great power of the ancient prison-suppressing tower and directly descended it upon Leng Li's Physical Body.

He was a man of action; when he said he would do it, he did it.

Hum! Hum! Hum!

The seventy-one sage-burial nails hummed and buzzed, passively beginning to resist.

Even the broken Sacred Artifact sword had light flashing from its cracks.

The two Sacred Artifacts seemed to sense each other and actually began to unite, working together to resist the deterrence of the ancient prison-suppressing tower.

Clang—a crisp booming sound rang out inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower.

The sage-burial nails and the Sacred Artifact sword pinned inside Leng Li's body immediately ceased their activity and returned to silence.

If one observed carefully, one could even see that these two Sacred Artifacts were trembling slightly, as if in fear.

Qin Xuan could sense the ancient prison-suppressing tower's feeling of wanting credit, so he gave it verbal praise, "Good tower, well done."

He stared at Leng Li's graceful body under her black robe and said calmly, "The suppression of the Sacred Artifacts has vanished; are you still planning to pretend to be asleep?"

Hum—Yuan Qi rippled around Leng Li, and her Saint Soul detached from her body, appearing almost physical as it stood above her Physical Body.

She stepped on the air with bare feet, her posture graceful.

Her snow-white long hair drifted in the wind, and her ruby-like pupils were bright and lustrous.

Leng Li's Saint Soul was ninety percent similar in appearance to her Physical Body, both being of peerless beauty.

However, in the Saint Soul state, the Bloodline of Leng Li's Blood Asura Clan was no longer suppressed, and her white hair and red pupils were fully revealed.

"To be beaten into such a state and still possess the pressure of a Quasi-Saint—truly worthy of being a Saint King!"

Qin Xuan exclaimed sincerely.

If it were an ordinary Saint, having their heart pierced by sage-burial nails and a Sacred Artifact sword, they would have long since died.

How could they have survived until now with their Saint Soul still maintaining the strength of a Quasi-Saint?

Leng Li stared at Qin Xuan with chilling eyes and took a step, covering the distance in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, she arrived in front of Qin Xuan, reached out a hand, grabbed his neck, and slowly lifted him up.

In her ruby-like pupils, the killing intent grew even more intense. "So it was you who bullied Qing Xue?"

"So it was you who thought this venerable one lying on the ten-thousand-year cold ice bed was in the way, kicked this venerable one aside, and continued to bully Qing Xue?"

"So it was you who, disregarding this venerable one's dignity, used this venerable one's robes to wipe your filthy things?"

Qin Xuan's face turned bright red, and from his throat, he kept making gasping, wheezing sounds as he struggled to breathe. "I... I let your Saint Soul break free."

"Did this venerable one give you permission to save me?" Leng Li's Saint Soul had been in a state of consciousness the whole time.

She just couldn't speak or move.

That didn't mean she didn't know what was happening in the outside world.

The scenes of Qin Xuan bullying Mu Qingxue were still vivid in her mind.

Especially this scoundrel, who actually used her robes to wipe his filthy things and even stained her with them.

Extremely filthy, he deserves to be killed!

Crack—

Leng Li exerted force with her palm, crushing Qin Xuan's throat bone, then her Saint Soul vibrated, shattering even Qin Xuan's head into pieces.

Only a headless corpse remained, falling to the ground.

A large amount of blood flowed down from the neck, staining the ground red.

Mu Qingxue stared blankly at the scene before her.

Qin Xuan was dead?

He had finally died, dying right in front of her.

But why couldn't she feel happy at all?

Even inside, she felt a bit empty, an indescribable feeling of being blocked up.

"Qing Xue, he humiliated you, and I killed him. Why are you not happy instead?" Leng Li turned her head, looking at Mu Qingxue, who had been saving her from the beginning, and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know." Mu Qingxue looked at Qin Xuan's corpse, a heavy weight like a boulder pressing on her heart, and just shook her head blindly.

Even her breathing became increasingly rapid.

She wanted Qin Xuan to die; she wished she could tear him into ten thousand pieces.

But why, when Qin Xuan died right in front of her, did she feel so miserable in her heart?

Was it because Qin Xuan was not killed by her own hands?

Or was it that deep down, she didn't want Qin Xuan to die at all?

"It must be the deep affection between husband and wife; the injury is on the husband's body, but the pain is in the wife's heart!"

Mu Qingxue covered her ears in a trance.

She felt as if she had gone crazy.

She was actually hallucinating, hearing Qin Xuan's voice.

A voice!

Realizing something, Mu Qingxue turned her head rapidly.

When she saw Qin Xuan, who had clearly been killed by Leng Li's own hands, yet was now appearing behind her with a cheeky grin.

Together with Leng Li, she said in disbelief, "You're not dead!?"