Batian Martial Soul

Chapter 14309 Take good care of her
However, upon closer reflection, this makes perfect sense.

Sword King Bai Qiuchi was ambushed and seriously injured; he is near death.

He knew his days were numbered, and rather than wasting his skills and eventually disappearing into the world, he would rather leave them to his most beloved disciple, so that she could have more power to protect herself in this cruel world.

Sword King Bai Qiuchi nodded slightly, a movement that, though light, weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

At this moment, Ni Shuanghan, who had been holding back her grief, could no longer hold back her tears when she heard her master's confirmation.

Tears streamed down her face, and her body trembled slightly, like a child lost and helpless in the dark.

She rushed to Sword King Bai Qiuchi's side, clutching her master's sleeve tightly with both hands, as if her master would leave her if she let go.

"Shuanghan, there's no need to be sad." Bai Qiuchi gently patted Ni Shuanghan's hand, his voice gentle and kind, as if he were coaxing a frightened child.

"My injuries are so severe that even a Great Immortal would find them difficult to heal."

"This is my fate, don't be too sad."

"You must make good use of what your teacher left you in the future. This skill is not just power, but also your teacher's expectation and entrustment to you."

"You must carry on your master's will and carve out your own place in this world."

After comforting Ni Shuanghan, Bai Qiuchi suddenly turned his gaze to Ling Xiao.

His eyes were full of trust and sincerity as he slowly said, "Young friend, this child has no other relatives in the world."

"After I die, she will be like a rootless duckweed, all alone and helpless."

"I entrust her to you. You don't need to take too much care of her; just lend a hand when she's in danger."

"To give her a greater hope of survival in this complex world."

Ling Xiao felt a mix of emotions after hearing what Sword King Bai Qiuchi said.

He sighed, a sigh that contained helplessness, sympathy, and emotion for the bond between teacher and student.

Finally, he nodded and said, "Senior, rest assured, I will do my best."

"I'll help you with this."

Bai Qiuchi treated him fairly well. Although he wasn't exactly a benefactor who saved his life, Bai Qiuchi usually gave him guidance and care. They were kindred spirits and shared the same ideals.

I'll lend a hand, especially since the Overlord Empire is currently in a period of development and expansion, facing many challenges and enemies, and needs combat power like Ni Shuanghan to join us.

Perhaps her arrival can bring new opportunities and hope to the Overlord Empire.

"Thank you..." Bai Qiuchi opened his mouth slightly, a weak but gratified smile appearing on his face.

That smile was like a glimmer of light in the darkness, faint yet possessing a unique warmth.

However, before the smile could fully bloom, suddenly, one of his hands drooped limply, and his whole body seemed to have been drained of all life, leaving him lifeless.

"Senior!" Upon seeing this, Ling Xiao's heart tightened, and he subconsciously called out.

The voice was filled with shock and grief, like a thunderclap exploding in the silent space.

Ni Shuanghan reacted even more fiercely. She had been staying close to her master, and now she rushed over directly.

She held her master's gradually cooling body tightly with both hands, and tears streamed down her face like a burst dam.

She cried out in a hoarse voice, her cries filled with despair and helplessness, as if the whole world had collapsed.

"Master, you can't leave!"

"What will Shuanghan do if you leave..." Her body trembled incessantly, her knuckles turning white from the exertion, as if she wanted to keep her master by her side and not let him go.

Looking at the heartbroken Ni Shuanghan, Ling Xiao felt a pang of sorrow in his heart.

He slowly reached out his hand, wanting to comfort the poor woman, but hesitated halfway through.

He didn't know if his comforting words would work, and he was afraid that his words would hurt her fragile heart again.

In the end, he slowly withdrew his hand and simply stood there quietly, looking at Ni Shuanghan with eyes full of sympathy and helplessness.

About an hour later, Ni Shuanghan's crying gradually subsided, but her body was still trembling slightly.

Ling Xiao knew that she needed time to accept this cruel reality.

The two silently joined forces to bury the remains of Sword King Bai Qiuchi atop that misty mountain peak.

They used their hands to scoop handfuls of soil onto the body, as if building an eternal resting place for Sword King Bai Qiuchi.

After the burial was completed, Ni Shuanghan stood quietly in front of the grave, staring blankly ahead, as if she had lost all her soul.

"Go away, leave me alone for a while..." Ni Shuanghan said weakly after a long time.

Her voice was so hoarse, like the scraping of rusty iron, that it made one feel a pang of sadness.

Her body seemed to have all its strength drained away, and she swayed precariously.

Ling Xiao nodded; he understood Ni Shuanghan's feelings at that moment.

Everyone has their own way of processing grief, and perhaps she needs to be alone and quiet right now.

So he turned and left, his steps heavy yet resolute.

He also had his own important matters to attend to. The Batian Empire was in turmoil, facing numerous challenges and crises, and he couldn't stay here with Ni Shuanghan forever.

Ling Xiao, weary from his journey, finally returned to Batian City.

Without pausing for a moment, he went directly to Ji Mingkong's residence.

When he entered the courtyard, he saw the girl practicing her sword intently.

Her figure was as light as a swallow, and as the sword flashed, it carried a sharp sound of cutting through the air.

The sword light was like a silver dragon, darting through the air as if it wanted to shatter all evil in the world.

"They'll come again, won't they?" Ji Mingkong seemed to sense Ling Xiao's arrival, sheathed his sword, and slowly turned around.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, sliding down her cheeks and glistening in the sunlight.

Her eyes revealed a hint of worry and vigilance.

Ling Xiao nodded, his expression grave, and said, "The Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary will not let this go."

"Having suffered a loss this time, they will definitely come back with a vengeance, and their attack will be even more ferocious."

The powerful strength of the experts from the Heavenly Abyss Temple flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but feel worried.

"What are your plans?" Ji Mingkong pondered for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Ling Xiao with a firm gaze.

She knew that facing such a powerful enemy, she needed a comprehensive plan and countermeasures.

"There is only one way: a battle." Ling Xiao's tone was calm, but that calm tone revealed an undeniable determination.

"Even if we surrender, we won't have a good ending."

"The Heavenly Abyss Sanctuary is ambitious; they won't let any force that might threaten them get away with it."

"Our only chance of survival is to rise up and resist."