Chapter 1110: Chapter 268: Who Are You Calling a Demon? [Ten Thousand Words!]

"Moreover, the one you chose is especially dangerous. Even if it’s the Heavenly Slaughter Star, there’s no reason for dragging people to death multiple times. It’s been less than half a year, and twice already."

"Your Nirvana Phoenix Body, if you continue following him, I’m really worried you’ll exhaust your Nirvana Fate."

"There’s no need to consider it for now. Besides, for the Continent, sacrifices are inevitable. As it stands, Fang Che is indeed more useful than me. Trading my life for his, I think is worth it."

"Heh... If you’re willing to die for your lover, don’t say such noble words."

Zhao Ying’er blushed instantly: "Master! How can you say that."

"I’m just saying. You girl, have you been brainwashed?"

The man in black angrily said: "The Love Silk is supposed to bind others, not yourself! Why can’t you understand this principle?"

"But I didn’t expect it would end up like this."

Zhao Ying’er said grudgingly: "I did use the Love Silk on him, but I don’t understand why it turned out this way. Could the ancient legend about the Love Silk be wrong?"

"How could it be wrong?"

The man in black was clearly bewildered too. But now, there was apparently no answer to this question.

"Do you really want to go back?"

"I want to go back!"

"When will you go back?"

"Tomorrow is fine."

"... Are you so eager?"

"..."

"Don’t rush, I’ll first ask the Dongfang Strategist. Eh... why are you just... really..."

The man in black sighed.

Even his waist was bent from worry.

How could such a thing happen? It’s too odd!

I’ve never heard of the Love Silk mesmerizing someone to the point of derangement.

Should I ask Dongfang Sansan? But if I ask, won’t everything on my side be completely exposed?

Although for now it seems we’re on the same side, but what about later?

What to say?

Zhao Ying’er also stepped out, entered the stone chamber in the valley, and said: "Master, am I really here like this?"

"Of course, is there any doubt about it?"

"What about you? How did you appear?"

"I appeared because you appeared."

The man in black sighed softly: "I’m your Guardian."

"I don’t understand."

"You don’t need to understand! When you can understand, you naturally will."

"You always say that!"

"Heh... Go rest, there’s food on the other side, eat whatever you want."

"... Alright. Master, you must ask quickly."

"... Truly a grown-up girl can’t be kept!"

...

Meanwhile, in another secluded valley.

Feng Yunqi, Xue Fuxiao, and Yu Tianqi were all present.

A white-robed figure lay before them.

His chest gently rising and falling, his eyes tightly shut.

"Why hasn’t he woken up yet?"

Xue Fuxiao was drenched in sweat, his hair still wet.

Yu Tianqi, however, was calm and unbothered, presently using a shining axe as large as a door to shave his beard.

Swish, swish, swish...

One by one, steel-like mustache hairs fell firmly.

Feng Yunqi too was exhausted, gasping for breath.

"I was thinking the same, why are you in such a hurry." Feng Yunqi said.

Xue Fuxiao angrily said: "We fed him all sorts of things, unlocked his meridians, and yet, besides breathing, there’s no other reaction. How can I not be anxious, those are all precious resources!"

"Calm down."

Feng Yunqi scrutinized carefully.

After a long while, he said: "It should be fine now. But he just won’t wake up, his Divine Soul is still damaged, and it needs time. This can’t be fixed with medicine... it’ll be better in a few days."

"This guy blew up my last piece of Heavenly Mechanism Jade, sparking the very last bit of potential, and squeezed the remaining Divine Soul Power... Honestly, for him to not be a living dead by now is already good enough."

Xue Fuxiao cursed: "Do I really have to wait here a few days? Do you know how busy I am?"

"Brother Xue, just wait two more days... two days will suffice..."

Feng Yunqi pleaded, humbly.

For the sake of the last brother, Feng Yunqi was exceptionally lowly now.

Because if Xue Fuxiao and Yu Tianqi were to leave, convincing them to return another time would be quite difficult.

"Sigh..."

Xue Fuxiao was somewhat disheartened.

He had fully anticipated a smooth operation once arriving, but upon arrival, manual labor left him nearly worn out, yet the person remains unconscious.

Moreover, he didn’t expect that the Sixth Fang’s required cultivation would be so immense!

He almost drained himself.

He felt a bit dissatisfied, as Dongfang Sansan had already asked him twice when he’d return.

Sansan’s calls surely mean there’s something significant.

Yet, here he was, held up.

Annoyed.

"Wait a bit longer."

Yu Tianqi also advised: "Do good till the end, escort the Buddha to the West."

Feng Yunqi cursed: "You’re the one escorting it to the West, get yourself to the West!"

Yu Tianqi hacked down with his axe: "You really cannot tell good from bad, can you!"

Feng Yunqi hurriedly apologized: "My mistake earlier, I was wrong... Stay for two more days, Yu Tianqi is right, he’s right... Brother Xue, just two days, as long as old sixth wakes, even if he can’t move and can only open his eyes... you’ll leave then, and I won’t object."

Xue Fuxiao said: "You were all smoke and mirrors before, making it sound like as long as we did this, he’d bounce back immediately, and now... it’s still the same... Just with one more breath."

"Having that breath is already very good..."

Feng Yunqi smiled bitterly, heart whispering: Would you have come if I hadn’t said that?

Anyhow, now that you’re here, the work still needs doing, by hook or crook, I must keep you engaged.

"Besides, old sixth might be one of your Guardian’s people." Feng Yunqi argued.

"No..."

Xue Fuxiao was sharp this time, this he absolutely couldn’t admit. If he confessed, that old fox would go troubling Sansan for compensation. So he said: "I really don’t know which side he belongs to now, only hearing your one-sided words which aren’t dependable guarantees."

Feng Yunqi retorted angrily: "Would I really lie about this?"

Xue Fuxiao said: "You lying isn’t just once or twice... Is that so unusual? Look, if I pour in all my effort and end up saving a Demon of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, isn’t that just a loss?"

Feng Yunqi was furious and about to rebut.

Just at this moment, a voice echoed gently: "Who did you say... is a Demon of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect?"