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Celestial power protected the area above Shuo Ye, blocking the demonic energy that had transformed into sharp swords.

The two collided and vanished into nothingness.

Spikes materialized from Jian Yunzhou's chest and pierced into Shuo's body.

The spiral-shaped cone was thicker than the waist of the Night Beast, and dark light kept converging on its body, which weighed over ten kilograms.

Green specks of light emerged, increasing in number, intertwining with dark black light, reflecting on the smiling face.

Jian Yunzhou raised his hand and wiped the bloodstains splattered on his face with his fingertips. He raised his eyebrows and sneered, a calculating glint appearing in his deep eyes.

Four streams of demonic energy bound Chen An's limbs, and his sharp claws stabbed towards him.

That repulsive aura drew closer and closer. Chen An held his breath, and a barrier appeared in front of him.

The sharp claws pierced the barrier, causing it to melt away, and Jian Yunzhou stopped.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Chen An tried to remove the demonic chains on his limbs, but his sharp claws stabbed at him again.

There was no way to avoid him; he approached inch by inch.

Fu Gui and Mu Jingtai rushed over, but only halfway there, a black blood hole appeared in Chen An's chest.

Blood rushed to the wound, and demonic energy burned the wound that should have healed quickly. Blood mist emanated from Chen An's chest and sprinkled around the two of them.

Jian Yunzhou stared fiercely, his voice hoarse.

He said, word by word, "You should be buried with A-Yue."

His eyes were filled with madness, yet also with sorrow.

Demonic energy condensed in his hand, turning into a ball of light, which he slapped towards Chen An's head.

"Boom."

The rushing Shuoyue slammed into his waist, sending him flying. The energy ball was blasted into the distant mountains, flattening the tops of more than a dozen mountains.

"Traitor!" Jian Yunzhou steadied himself and roared, "You are A Yue's friend. A Yue is dead, and you actually want to help the person who killed her."

Fu Gui rushed over and bit the demonic energy binding Chen An.

He bared his teeth at Jian Yunzhou, took a few steps back, and was about to pounce.

"I'll take her away." Shuoyue's left paw pressed against Fugui's neck, her whole body exuding a murderous aura, resolute yet tragic.

Fu Gui gritted his teeth, put Chen An into the dragon bone, and slipped away from the battlefield.

Inside the dragon bones, Chen An, covered in blood, appeared out of thin air.

Xuan Qingyuan turned around upon hearing the slight noise.

With his mouth slightly open, he ran towards Chen An, knelt down beside her, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.

Chen An endured the pain and punched him: "Look at you."

Blood spilled from his mouth, and Chen An coughed several times, choking on it, and his chest pain intensified.

The demonic energy was like a maggot clinging to a bone. Chen An kept mobilizing his immortal power to dispel it, but he couldn't get rid of it no matter what he did.

In a daze, she remembered what the system had said: she wouldn't die, and if she did, she would be forcibly resurrected.

It doesn't seem to hurt as much anymore.

【Sweetie, resurrection is a fresh start!】

This brain-dead system won't be satisfied until it completely destroys you, will it?

Excuse me, goodbye kiss!

Fu Gui fed Chen An more than a dozen bullets, but it was all to no avail.

He started frantically rummaging through the storage bag hanging around his neck again, and when he found it too troublesome, he emptied all his things out, spreading them all over the floor.

In the corner, a piece of white paper lay quietly, with writing on it.

When Chen An caught a glimpse of the white paper, his hands trembled with excitement.

Xuanqing looked at the trembling hands and felt a pang of heartache. The body had been ripped open so wide; it must have been in so much pain.

Chen An tried to point, but Xuan Qing felt the struggle and gripped his hand tighter, afraid that Chen An would just leave like that.

"Paper." Chen An uttered a single word, then coughed several times as he choked on it.

Under Chen An's hopeful gaze, her second senior brother took out a piece of soft paper and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Calming down, Chen An stared intently at the piece of paper.

It took Xuan Qingyuan a long, long time to finally look over.

"Paper." It's this piece of paper.

Xuan Qingyuan jogged over, grabbed the paper, and ran back. Fugui shoved his head between the two of them and started reading too.

Millions of years ago, 9,462 Nascent Soul stage experts sacrificed their lives to forge the "Demon-Slaying" sword, which they then plunged into the heart of a demonic beast, suppressing it at Gangsha Cliff.

As time passed, the sword spirit, nourished by immortal power and absorbing the lifeblood of demonic beasts, was born by chance.

At the bottom of Gangsha Cliff, there are only two living beings who have been together for a long time.

After an unknown period of time, the sword spirit forgot its original nature, followed the will of the magical beast, and was reborn into the mortal world.

The seal loosened, the remnant soul left the body, and after countless twists and turns, Jian Yunzhou was born.

The balance of Yin and Yang in the universe ensures that the immortal energy is inexhaustible and the demonic energy is never dissipated, thus making them immortal and indestructible.

I was originally a sword spirit, who wandered the mortal world for over a hundred years, witnessing all the injustices of the world, before finally returning to my true self.

Human nature is no longer what it used to be, spiritual practitioners are no longer effective, and only you, the swordsman, remain.

After countless trials and tribulations, only calamities remain in the world; even death cannot atone for these sins.

Chen An cursed in frustration. Why didn't he just tell her in person? Why write it down on paper and design a formation that only appears after she dies? What was he pretending for?

Now look what's happened. He's injured like this. Even if he knows that sword can seal Jian Yunzhou, he'll have to start all over again.

Chen An was somewhat unwilling, but her body wouldn't allow her to continue making a fuss. Her eyelids closed weakly, and her breathing became increasingly faint.

As the spiritual energy dissipated, the white light and blood mist mingled together and continued to expand.

Looking at the situation outside, Fu Gui saw that Shuo Yue was not only accompanied by Mu Jingtai, but also by Gu Minglang and Si Xun.

The three humans and one beast are at a disadvantage and probably won't be able to hold out for long.

Scenes of spending time with Chen An flashed through my mind. Sometimes it was really infuriating, but we had relied on each other for hundreds of years.

His amber eyes darkened.

"Pick her up."

Xuan Qingyuan supported Chen An's shoulders with both hands and helped her sit cross-legged on the ground.

Fu Gui jumped onto Chen An's lap in his beast form and buried his head in his stomach.

Xuan Qingyuan waited quietly as he watched the white light on Chen An's body disappear, the red blood mist vanish, and the horrifying wound disappear.

Watching Fugui gradually weaken and turn into a kitten less than a month old.

Chen An opened his eyes, picked up the cat with both hands and placed it aside, and said to Xuan Qingyuan, whose eyes were full of sorrow, "Senior brother, take good care of him. When he grows up, he can be Fugui's playmate."

Before Xuan Qingyuan could explain, Chen An appeared in front of Jian Yuanzhou with the demon-slaying weapon.

The teleportation array activated, and Shuoyue jumped onto Chen An's shoulder. The two people and the beast disappeared from everyone's sight and appeared on Gangsha Cliff.

Chen An shrugged, realizing it wasn't Fu Gui. He thought that after sealing Jian Yunzhou, he would definitely get a lot of scolding from that otherworldly fox.

The water ripples on the demon-slaying body surged excitedly, and with a whooshing and buzzing sound, the power to shatter heaven and earth burst forth.

Jian Yuanzhou retreated while standing still, until he was less than half a step away from the cliff, where he stopped and seized the opportunity to counterattack.

Chen An twisted to dodge, and in the instant their positions were reversed, he plunged the demon stab into Jian Yunzhou's heart.

The intense vibration produced a sharp buzzing sound. Chen An gripped the sword hilt with both hands and twisted it forcefully, and the two switched positions again.

With a powerful push of his right foot, Jian Yunzhou and she plummeted towards the bottom of the cliff, their speed increasing rapidly. The power emanating from the sword grew stronger and stronger, causing Chen An's hands to go numb from the shock.

Black blood flowed from Jian Yuanzhou's mouth, his hair flew wildly, and he stared wide-eyed in resentment, his anger seemingly about to erupt.

As the two landed, the forces of Jiangmo and Jian Yunzhou continued to collide, tearing the skin and flesh on Chen An's hands and arms.

The green ribbon, stained with blood, sank slightly as it fluttered, getting tangled in Jian Yunzhou's hair before finally detaching from the sword.

Shuoyue lay on Chen'an's back and peeked out. She saw two indentations, one large and one small, on either side of the sword hilt that had been covered by the ribbon.

A strange sound came from his fingertips, and an icy green bead flew out, passing through Chen An's fingers and getting stuck in his crotch.

Shuoyue murmured, "Shuoye." Her lips trembled, and her claws unconsciously tightened.

Jian Yunzhou beneath Chen An had lost most of his human form, transforming into a writhing monster that greedily devoured the blood that flowed down the sword and dripped onto Chen An's chest.

Shuoyue stared at the bead, then at the sword.

I think if they were alive, they would jump without hesitation.

She imitated Shuo Ye, leaning back and wiggling her hips, and then imitated Qing Yue, nodding to encourage herself before pouncing on him.

The force of the collision tore her to shreds, and her flesh and blood transformed into a translucent icy bead that floated onto the hilt of the sword.

The demonic energy dissipated, and Jian Yunzhou materialized into a black stone that shimmered with a dark light, with the Demon-Slaying Inscription embedded in it.

Two green lights swayed like ribbons in the strong wind.

Chen An plopped down on the ground, kicked a stone, conjured a teleportation array, and returned to the Dragon Bone.

The kitten, less than a month old, was already six months old.

Sensing Chen An, it twitched its ears and continued to frantically devour the scattered pills and herbs.

"That belongs to Fugui. It's one thing for him to eat mine, but eating his will kill the cat." Chen An rushed forward and bumped into Xuan Qingyuan, who was rushing over.

Xuan Qingyuan was thrown four or five meters by the impact. He struggled to lift his head, wiped the blood from his nose, and said, "He is Fugui." Then he passed out.

Chen An felt a lump in his throat and held back his tears.

After quickly healing Xuan Qingyuan, she half-squatted beside Fu Gui, watching him eat heartily. She felt a pang of heartache, yet also found him excessively adorable.

She reached out and touched his back, whispering, "Thank you, Fugui."

Before Fu Gui could even swallow what was in his mouth, he jolted awake upon hearing the name: "Ah, I'm not Fu Gui."

Chen An's smile vanished, but he forced another one: "Then you'll be my little kitten from now on, and I'll name you Fugui, okay?"

Fu Gui frowned and took a big bite: "Who would want such a rustic name?"

Chen'an:......

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