Make your ex-boyfriend cry? That's easy!

However, Yun Gui just stood there quietly, without saying a word. His deep eyes looked a little confused at the moment, as if he was immersed in his own thoughts.

Jiang Yan looked at the silent Yun Gui and couldn't help feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

The senior brother who used to be so confident and talkative has now become so silent, which makes him feel very uncomfortable.

So he gently stepped back a few steps from Yun Gui's side, leaving some space for each of them.

Jiang Yan turned his gaze towards Yun Gui again and asked, "Brother, do you have anything you want to ask me?"

"..."

At this time, Yun Gui did not respond to Jiang Yan's words. He was concentrating on listening to the sound of the weak demonic energy in his consciousness.

The demonic energy was already extremely weak, as if it would completely dissipate at any time.

——What does it mean that his junior brother is a congenital spiritual body?

These words kept echoing in Yun Gui's mind.

Of course he remembered what the innate spiritual body meant. It was an extremely rare and magical physique. For people with this physique, every part of their body, whether it was blood, bone marrow or skin, had extremely high medicinal value.

Especially the heart blood of the innate spirit body is regarded as the most precious treasure among treasures, and can even revive the dead and turn flesh into bones.

Thinking of this, Yun Gui lowered his eyes unconsciously, his eyes flickering.

After some inner struggle, he finally raised his head, looked at Jiang Yan, and slowly asked: "Junior brother... are you really an innate spiritual body?"

When Jiang Yan heard Yun Gui's question, he was slightly stunned at first. He obviously did not expect Yun Gui to ask this suddenly.

But he soon regained his composure, nodded gently, and replied, "Yes, I am."

"Junior brother...can you give me a drop of your heart's blood?"

Yun Gui stared closely at the person in front of him, his complex eyes revealing deep contradictions and guilt.

Although he was extremely conflicted, he finally made this extremely presumptuous and unreasonable request to the other party.

In fact, deep down in his heart, Yun Gui didn't want Jiang Yan to agree to this request. He subconsciously didn't want to see Jiang Yan get hurt.

However, those fragmented memories in his mind kept flashing, reminding him that the person he loved deeply was now suffering from serious injuries, and even his own cultivation had dropped significantly.

Such a serious injury could very well be life-threatening. If he could obtain the miraculous heart blood of an innate spirit, perhaps everything would be different.

After hearing Yun Gui's words, Jiang Yan raised his head slightly, looked at him with eyes as calm as water, and asked softly, "Can I ask why you want my heart's blood?"

Yun Gui subconsciously pursed his lips, as if afraid that he would accidentally say something wrong and make Jiang Yan unhappy.

He lowered his eyes, not daring to look Jiang Yan in the face. His hands unconsciously clenched the corners of his clothes, and his palms began to sweat from nervousness.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally slowly opened his lips and said with a slightly trembling voice:

"Although I don't remember many things clearly, I vaguely remember that I seemed to have a Taoist companion. I remember that person being called... Yanyan?"

"From my memory, he seems to have suffered an extremely severe injury, and most of his cultivation has dissipated. I am afraid that he will meet with an accident due to his severe injuries, so I have the audacity to come here and claim my blood."

At the end, Yun Gui seemed to be afraid that Jiang Yan would get angry, so he quickly added, "I'm really sorry if I offended you. If you don't want to, I completely understand."

You know, nowadays everyone is used to calling Jiang Yan Wen Qiu or Wen Qiu Xianjun.

After a long time, there was only one person who affectionately called him Yanyan, and that was Yun Gui.

However, at this moment, Yun Gui was in a state of amnesia and had no idea that the Yanyan he was talking about was the famous Wen Qiu Xianjun in front of him.

Jiang Yan's eyebrows curved into crescent shapes, and he happily replied, "Okay."

Although extracting the blood from the heart will inevitably cause damage to one's own cultivation, for Jiang Yan, the cultivation he has lost is already countless, so this little damage is nothing.

Besides, Jiang Yan had no intention of using the blood on himself after it was taken out, so it would be fine to leave it with Yun Gui. If Yun Gui recovered his past memories in the future, it would come in handy if he encountered an accident or was injured.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan summoned the Su Xue Sword without hesitation and prepared to stab it towards his heart.

Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened. A hand suddenly stretched out and firmly grasped the sword. It was Yun Gui who blocked the sword.

Jiang Yan looked at Yun Gui with confusion, not understanding why he would stop him again at this moment.

Seeing this, Yun Gui slowly withdrew his hand.

But even he himself could not explain the reason. Somehow, deep down in his heart, he inexplicably did not want to see Jiang Yan get hurt.

Without any obstacles, Jiang Yan quickly took out the blood from his heart.

Seeing the bright red blood slowly flowing out from the chest, Jiang Yan endured the severe pain and used his spiritual power to carefully wrap it up and put it into a special container.

Then, he handed the container containing his heart's blood to Yun Gui.

Because he had just taken out blood from his heart, Jiang Yan's face, which was originally as pale as paper, was now completely bloodless.

The little bit of blush that had been accumulated with great difficulty disappeared without a trace in an instant, replaced by a heart-pounding paleness.

His physical condition was already very poor, and it had been getting worse since most of his cultivation suddenly disappeared.

His current body was incredibly fragile, even more fragile than that of an ordinary mortal. Even the slightest breeze could easily cause him to catch a cold.

And such a damaging act that took his blood was undoubtedly adding insult to injury for him.

This not only meant that most of his remaining and not yet stable cultivation was drained away again, but also put his life in serious threat.

Yun Gui silently took the blood from his heart, but there was no joy in his heart.

On the contrary, a heavy feeling weighed on his heart, making it almost impossible to breathe. He looked at the frail Jiang Yan in front of him, and felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, causing waves of pain.

Jiang Yan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but only a few weak coughs came out of his throat.

Immediately afterwards, under Yun Gui's worried and horrified gaze, he suddenly trembled and violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

The bright red blood splattered on the ground, like blooming plum blossoms, shocking to the eye.

"Junior brother!"

Yun Gui shouted, his voice almost hoarse, his eyes wide open, the corners of his lips even cracked slightly from excessive force, bloodshot eyes, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, as if he was being pinched hard by an invisible big hand, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

At this moment, Yun Gui was filled with regret. If he hadn't asked Jiang Yan for his heart's blood, if he hadn't been greedy, how could his junior brother have become like this? He wished he was the one spitting blood.

Jiang Yan endured the pain in his body, used all his strength, slowly raised his trembling hand, and gently pressed it on Yun Gui's hand.

He tried to force a smile, wanting to comfort his anxious brother, and said softly: "...It's okay."

However, how could Yun Gui believe it? He held Jiang Yan's hand tightly, his eyes filled with regret and heartache: "Junior brother, I was bewitched, I was..."

Jiang Yan took a deep breath, slowed down, interrupted Yun Gui's voice, and continued to comfort him: "Brother, it's really okay, it's just a minor injury, it will be fine after recuperation, don't worry too much."

"But..." Yun Gui frowned, his face full of worry.

At this moment, Jiang Yan interrupted him: "Brother, the Sect Master and the others still have important matters to discuss with you regarding repairing the barrier. That is a matter of great importance to the safety of the entire sect."

"I'm fine, I can handle it on my own. Brother, you can go find the sect leader and the others without worry." After saying that, Jiang Yan pushed Yun Gui out with difficulty.

Yun Gui knew that the Sect Master and the others must have something important to discuss with him, but he was really worried about the seriously injured Jiang Yan.

In desperation, he had to quickly take out an extremely precious elixir from his storage ring and carefully put it to Jiang Yan's mouth: "Junior brother, quickly eat this elixir."

Jiang Yan obediently opened his mouth and swallowed the elixir. Then, Yun Gui placed his palms on Jiang Yan's back, continuously channeling spiritual energy into him. Streams of pure spiritual energy flowed from Yun Gui's palms and sank into Jiang Yan's body.

After a while, Jiang Yan's face, which was originally as pale as paper, finally began to show some color, and he looked much better.

Seeing this, Yun Gui breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still worried about Jiang Yan.

Finally, under Jiang Yan's repeated urging, Yun Gui slowly walked out of the room, looking back every few steps. He couldn't help but stop and look back every few steps. Only when the door was completely closed did he grit his teeth and quicken his pace to leave.

……

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Yun Gui had been staying at Qinghuan Peak for the past few days and had not left the mountain once, so he was surprised to find out today that the fact that Jiang Yan was a congenital spiritual body had become a hot topic and was known to everyone.

His expression instantly became solemn, and he hurried into the main hall.

"Why has my junior brother's innate spiritual body caused so much discussion?!" Yun Gui's eyes were as cold as frost. After glancing at the elders present, he asked in a cold voice without any scruples.

Several elders had greedy eyes, clearly harboring ill intentions; while others hurriedly explained:

"It's difficult to trace the origin of this matter. But when Wen Qiu resolutely drew blood to save your life, all the disciples present smelled the unique and strange fragrance that belonged only to the innate spirit body."

After saying this, the elder shook his head helplessly, sighed, and continued, "Su Xuan, now that things have come to this, it is absolutely impossible to hide this matter."

However, Yun Gui had lost a lot of memory at this time, and the only impression in his mind remained on the level that everyone said that Jiang Yan saved him. He was completely unaware of the fact that Jiang Yan was willing to risk exposing his special physique and shed blood to save him.

In this way, the culprit who caused Jiang Yan to be exposed——

It turned out to be Yun Gui himself.

Yun Gui suddenly felt a heaviness in his chest, as if a huge rock weighed down on him, making it almost impossible to breathe. His eyes widened, his heart filled with regret and self-blame.

"What the hell am I doing?!"

He cried out in pain deep in his heart. When he thought of Jiang Yan's frail appearance, his heart was torn.

Jiang Yan had become like this in order to save him, even at the cost of exposing his extremely precious innate spiritual body.

And what about him? Like a greedy vampire, he kept asking Jiang Yan for his blood.

That's my heart's blood!

Even for a monk who is in good health and has high cultivation, it takes a long time to recuperate after taking out the blood from his heart. If he is not careful, he may never recover.

Not to mention that Jiang Yan had already lost most of his cultivation at this time, and his body was as fragile as a candle in the wind, and he was suffering from illness all over.

That was Jiang Yan, who was in a frail and sick state.

However, no matter how remorseful Yun Gui was at this moment, he could not change the cruel fact that he had deeply hurt Jiang Yan.

At this moment, Sect Master Jin, who had been observing the changes in Yun Gui's expression, slowly spoke:

"Things have come to this. Although Wen Qiu has lost most of his cultivation, fortunately he is on Qinghuan Peak. There is a powerful restriction here left by your master. Unless it is me or your Uncle Liu, anyone else who wants to climb this peak must obtain the consent of you two brothers."

"So, at least for now, Wen Qiu's safety shouldn't be a big problem." After saying that, Sect Master Jin gently patted Yun Gui's shoulder, as if he wanted to give him some comfort in this way.

"The most urgent task is to race against time to repair the crumbling barrier."

Uncle Liu frowned, his face as solemn as a leaden cloud. He said worriedly:

"The Demon Lord who appeared that day was merely a fragment of his spirit, but even so, its power was enough to overwhelm us."

"The true Demon Lord's true form is still trapped within this barrier, but as time passes, this fragile barrier will probably not last long before completely crumbling."

"By then, even if we were facing a severely injured Demon Lord, this fierce battle would undoubtedly trigger a horrific catastrophe, destroying countless lives and inevitably causing heavy casualties on our side."

The other elders nodded in agreement, "Indeed, the most crucial thing right now is to rush to the barrier, repair it, and reseal the Demon Lord before it causes further harm. And according to your master's message, he's on his way back and will likely be able to reunite with us soon. But before that, we must rely on our own strength to stabilize the situation."