"impossible……"

"Who are you? Why can you control Huang Quan?"

Yu Yao couldn't help but mutter to herself, her face filled with disbelief. If she remembered correctly, Huang Quan was the companion imperial weapon of the first ancestor of the Xianming Sect—the Nine Nether Immortal Emperor. It had been lost countless years ago, and now Qing Shu had unexpectedly summoned it.

Qing Shu did not answer her question, but just looked at her coldly, as if she was wondering whether to send her to death by the underworld or by heavenly punishment.

"No wonder Qingyou kneeled like a dog in front of this bitch's coffin."

At this moment, Yu Yao recalled the scene she had seen in the immortal world, and endless bitterness rose in her heart. If she had known that Huangquan was in Qingshu's hands, she would have had no time to seek revenge. She would have been better off leaving this place after recovering her realm and playing in the human world.

"boom!!!"

The divine punishment descended with devastating force, a blinding bolt of lightning slamming fiercely into Yu Yao. Instantly, she was enveloped in the light, and she let out a painful scream. When the light faded, her breath suddenly weakened.

"boom!!!"

As if sensing that Yu Yao was still alive, the already violent celestial punishment instantly intensified. Immediately afterwards, another bolt of lightning, imbued with the power to annihilate heaven and earth, mercilessly struck Yu Yao once again. This time, her body violently shook, blood gushed from her mouth, and her breath grew weaker, as if she could completely dissipate under this endless celestial punishment at any moment.

Qing Shu, already aware of the outcome, raised her hand gently, and the Yellow Spring instantly vanished. She stumbled slightly as she slowly walked towards Lin Chuan, a look of fatigue and concern in her eyes.

Xu Hanyi, who was standing aside, adhered to the idea of ​​cutting the grass at its roots and wanted to kill Yu Yao with one sword, but just as he raised his hand, the third heavenly punishment came.

"boom!!!"

After a dazzling flash of lightning, nothing was left of Yu Yao.

……

"Give him back to me."

Qing Shu's face was pale, and she walked unsteadily to Jiang Wanying. Her eyes fell directly on Jiang Wanying, who was holding Lin Chuan in her arms, and her brows knitted slightly.

"Why!"

Jiang Wanying's eyes were red, filled with stubbornness and reluctance. She subconsciously pulled Lin Chuan closer to her, hugging him tightly, without any intention of giving in.

Li Yue on the side didn't say anything, but just stared at Qing Shu vigilantly, as if she was ready to attack her if they disagreed.

"I can save him."

Qingshu looked at Jiang Wanying who was hugging Lin Chuan tightly and refusing to give in, her brows were almost furrowed into a ball, and her face was full of displeasure.

"I...really?"

Jiang Wanying, who was about to continue arguing, reacted instantly after hearing Qingshu's words. A look of surprise appeared on her face, but there was still a hint of doubt in her eyes.

"Ying'er, leave Chuan'er to her."

After Xu Hanyi confirmed that Yu Yao was dead, she slowly approached. When she saw Lin Chuan's severe injuries, her heart sank. She knew that if Lin Chuan's condition continued, he would be beyond help. After much deliberation, she could only choose to trust the woman named Qing Shu. Although she hated her deeply, she had no other choice.

Qing Shu gently took Lin Chuan from Jiang Wanying's arms and walked towards the ancient house. Along the way, Xu Hanyi and the other two followed Qing Shu in silence, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

"Squeak~"

The door was slowly pushed open, and Qing Shu walked slowly into the old house holding Lin Chuan. Just as Xu Hanyi and the others were about to follow in, Qing Shu's slightly warning voice came over:

"I advise you to stay outside. After all, I'm worried that you might feel unwell later."

"I'm worried about leaving Chuan'er to you."

Xu Hanyi stated his thoughts directly, then entered the ancient house without hesitation. Jiang Wanying and Li Yue followed him in without hesitation, though they didn't say anything.

In the yard.

Qing Shu ignored the three people who followed in. She looked calm and gently raised her hand. The lid of the black coffin placed in the center slowly opened automatically.

Afterwards, Qing Shu carefully placed Lin Chuan into the black coffin. After doing all this, she began to untie her clothes.

However, at this moment, with a "swish", a sword with a cold glowing light instantly appeared in front of Qingshu's neck.

"What do you want to do?"

Xu Hanyi's face instantly turned cold, his eyes filled with displeasure and vigilance, staring at Qingshu closely.

"Go in and keep him company."

Qing Shu remained calm and spoke in a calm tone. She didn't take Xu Hanyi's anger seriously at all and continued to undress slowly.

"Just save Achuan, he doesn't need you to accompany him!"

Jiang Wanying also came over and stood next to Xu Hanyi. Although she didn't point her sword at Qingshu, she seemed to be ready to fight if they had a disagreement.

Li Yue, who was standing by, saw this scene and wanted to say something but stopped herself. However, she was too embarrassed to stand over and could only watch the scene and sigh slightly.

"You don't have the final say."

Qing Shu's expression was cold. At this moment, she was too lazy to waste words with Xu Hanyi and the others. After all, after returning to this ancient house, her strength had been restored.

With a simple flick of her sleeve, a powerful pressure from the Immortal Realm instantly surged towards Xu Hanyi and the other two like a tide. Tragically, Xu Hanyi and the others discovered they had lost their ability to move again. They could only watch helplessly, filled with resentment and helplessness, as Qingshu expressionlessly shed her clothes and gracefully plunged into the coffin containing Lin Chuan.

Then, the heavy coffin lid slowly closed automatically with a dull "bang", isolating everything inside from everyone's sight.

Inside the coffin.

Qing Shu clung tightly to Lin Chuan, her face full of tenderness. Her slender fingers gently stroked Lin Chuan's face. Her eyes were full of tenderness like water and a hint of barely perceptible reluctance, as if at this moment there were only the two of them left in the whole world.

"Qin Lang, it would be wonderful if there were only the two of us in this world," Qing Shu murmured softly. She then severed the connection between the Soul Nurturing Coffin and herself.

Lin Chuan was lying in the coffin, his internal injuries being healed by the Soul-Nourishing Coffin, but at the same time, the Northern Territory Spiritual Vein, which was supposed to be exhausted in three years, was now being consumed rapidly.

Qingshu just lay beside Lin Chuan, her breath gradually becoming weaker.

Outside the coffin.

The powerful pressure from the Immortal Realm suddenly dissipated without warning, just as swiftly as it had arrived. Xu Hanyi and the others felt a sudden sense of relief, their bodies, once tightly restrained, instantly free. They were stunned for a moment, then reacted, their gazes fixed on the now-closed coffin, their hearts filled with worry and anxiety, unable to be contained any longer.

But just as they approached the coffin, a weak but unquestionable voice suddenly rang out.

"If you want him to live, don't disturb him!"

The voice seemed to have exhausted all the strength, but it was also full of determination, which made Xu Hanyi and others freeze in their tracks. Worry and entanglement instantly surged into their hearts. They couldn't advance or retreat, and could only stay where they were with anxious faces, not daring to make any further moves.

……

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