Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14308 Old faces depart, new faces take their place

At this moment, Ni Shuanghan's aura was powerful and steady, like a deep ocean, making her unfathomable.

Logically speaking, given Ni Shuanghan's exceptional talent, it would be impossible for her to reach the Great Sun Realm in such a short time.

Unless she experienced some extraordinary adventure during this period, it would be impossible for her to achieve such an amazing breakthrough.

Ni Shuanghan stood there quietly, her gaze fixed on Ling Xiao, her eyes revealing unreadable emotions, as if concealing countless stories and secrets.

In those eyes, there was longing, doubt, and a faint hint of joy.

Ling Xiao was slightly taken aback, then quickly stepped forward, a sincere and bright smile on his face, and said, "Fairy Ni, how have you been?"

"I've missed you terribly these past few days."

Ni Shuanghan's expression was cold and stern, with a hint of anger burning in her eyes.

Suddenly, without warning, she punched the ground.

This punch was extremely fierce, like an angry tiger roaring as it charged towards the ground, carrying the chilling pressure of a Great Sun Realm expert.

The oppressive aura spread out as if it were a tangible force, causing the surrounding air to freeze, as if time itself had stood still at that moment.

A deafening roar, like a thunderclap, exploded in the silent space.

The bluestone pavement was utterly vulnerable to this powerful punch, and shattered upon impact.

Huge chunks of rock flew out in all directions like cannonballs, some hitting the walls with a dull thud, others landing on the ground and kicking up clouds of dust.

Smoke and dust spread rapidly, instantly enveloping everything in the surroundings and obscuring the view.

Ling Xiao was standing not far away when he was startled by this sudden scene.

He was filled with doubt. Why would Ni Shuanghan suddenly do such a thing?

What does this mean?

Is there something you can't say, or is there some dissatisfaction with me?
Ni Shuanghan gave Ling Xiao a deep look, her eyes filled with a complex mix of emotions: helplessness, expectation, and a hint of barely perceptible resolve.

Then she turned and walked out of the city.

Her steps were light and swift, her clothes fluttering in the wind like a butterfly dancing.

Her hand holding the sword trembled slightly, as if she was trying her best to suppress some emotion.

Ling Xiao hesitated for a moment, pondering Ni Shuanghan's intentions, but ultimately decided to follow her to find out what was going on.

So the two of them walked through the bustling streets one after the other.

The streets were bustling with people, filled with the sounds of vendors calling out their wares and laughter.

However, the two of them seemed to be in another world, oblivious to the noise around them.

Before long, they arrived at a mountain peak shrouded in mist outside the city.

The mountain peak soars into the clouds, its summit shrouded in layers of mist, resembling a fairyland.

At the summit stands a simple bamboo house, surrounded by lush bamboo groves. A gentle breeze rustles the bamboo leaves.

The bamboo curtain was half-rolled up, and a figure sitting inside could be vaguely seen.

Ling Xiao followed Ni Shuanghan into the bamboo house and immediately saw Sword King Bai Qiuchi sitting inside.

But at this moment, he was completely different from the majestic and imposing Sword King that Ling Xiao remembered.

His face was ashen, like a blank sheet of paper, devoid of any color; his aura was chaotic, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, showing signs of decay, as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

Ling Xiao frowned, his face full of worry, and quickly asked, "Senior, what happened to you? How did you become like this?"

Sword King Bai Qiuchi slowly opened his eyes. Those once incredibly sharp eyes now appeared somewhat dim and lifeless. He gave a bitter smile and said weakly, "Young friend, it's been a long time."

Ling Xiao asked in a deep voice, his voice tinged with urgency, "Senior, have you encountered any difficulties? Why are you injured like this? If there is anything I can do to help, please don't hesitate to ask."

Sword King Bai Qiuchi sighed softly, his voice hoarse like the scraping of rusty iron, sending a pang of sorrow through those who heard it. He slowly said, "My time is drawing near..."

"Your time is up?" Ling Xiao was stunned, his eyes wide with disbelief. "What do you mean? Senior, you are so powerful, how could your time be approaching suddenly?"

Sword King Bai Qiuchi's smile grew increasingly bitter, as if he had swallowed a bitter pill. He slowly said, "I was ambushed..."

"I originally thought that as long as I went to the Tianyuan Dynasty to avoid trouble, I could escape the Holy Temple's pursuit."

"After all, the Tianyuan Dynasty has a vast territory, and no matter how powerful the Holy Temple is, it is difficult to take care of everything."

"Who would have thought that we would still be ambushed and attacked by those scum from the Holy Temple."

"They attacked me suddenly when I wasn't paying attention. Although I fought back with all my might, I was still seriously injured, and now the injury is irreversible..."

As he spoke, he looked at Ling Xiao, his eyes full of trust and expectation: "I've asked you to come here today because I have something to ask of you."

"Shuanghan lost his parents at a young age and has lived in seclusion with me in these deep mountains for many years, rarely having contact with the outside world."

"She is simple-minded and doesn't understand the dangers of the world."

"I'm really worried about her. I'd like to ask you to take good care of her and protect her from harm in the future..."

Ling Xiao suddenly interrupted Sword King Bai Qiuchi. A thought struck him as he remembered a precious pill in his storage ring that might help the Sword King's injuries.

So he took out a white jade bottle from his storage ring and handed it over, saying, "Please wait a moment, senior!"

"This is a Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill that I obtained by chance. This pill has miraculous effects and can bring the dead back to life. Perhaps it can help with your injuries, senior."

Sword King Bai Qiuchi slowly shook his head, a movement that seemed to have exhausted all his strength. His voice was weak yet carried an undeniable resolve: "It's useless. This is a fundamental injury..."

"With its foundation damaged, it's like a building about to collapse. Even with the most miraculous remedies, it's just a drop in the ocean, unable to reverse the decline..."

"Besides..." He paused abruptly, a complex and unfathomable emotion flashing in his eyes, a mixture of hesitation and determination.

Ling Xiao was listening intently when he saw the Sword King suddenly stop. His heart tightened, and an ominous premonition surged into his mind.

His eyes suddenly widened, as if he had thought of something extremely shocking, and he exclaimed, "Could it be that Senior passed on his power to Fairy Ni?"

As soon as he said it, he realized that his guess was too bold, but everything before him seemed to be confirming it.

Suddenly, it dawned on him, and a flash of insight struck him. He instantly understood why Ni Shuanghan had been able to achieve such an amazing breakthrough in such a short time.

Given Ni Shuanghan's talent, though outstanding, it would have been almost impossible for her to reach her current level in such a short time.

It turns out that Sword King Bai Qiuchi sacrificed himself, imparting all his life's skills to others!