IS Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Perhaps the conversation just now was too strange, as silence lingered for a long time.

Until the outcome of the battle in the sky became clear in an instant.

Cultivators kill; the Observation Cave’s kill is an assassination, planned and then executed, a fatal strike. Ye Zhuo’s kill is an open killing, a torrent of water pouring onto a fire, your death, my life.

This person, his sword is purer than Upper Purity, yet more turbid than Upper Purity; his murderous intent is heavier than the assassins of the Observation Cave.

Therefore, he will win.

The wounds on the assassin called “Black Tortoise” already hindered his movements. If he were killing someone else, he could still put up a fight, but his opponent was Ye Zhuo. In front of Ye Zhuo, as long as a trace of weakness is revealed, life and death are decided in a single strike.

Shen Xingge looked at Ye Zhuo, then at Li Yuan, his eyes still tearful and wanting to cry. This made Lin Zhu’s brow ache involuntarily.

Why does it feel like Little Daoist Shen is again trying to break through a bottleneck? Didn’t he just break through not long ago?

Unable to resist pressing his brow, Lin Zhu already didn’t want to say anything. Anyway, no matter which one he looked at, they seemed more like they belonged to Heaven’s will than his Pill Cauldron Sect disciples.

With a final sword sound, the chest of Black Tortoise was instantly pierced.

Ye Zhuo no longer looked at where the opponent was knocked down, slowly returning to the opposite side of the stone platform.

Li Yuan initially watched him with a smile, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

That kind of gaze was very strange, staring straight at him. Ye Zhuo felt uncomfortable from his gaze and reached out to wipe the blood splattered on the side of his cheek.

Then the smile in Li Yuan’s eyes gradually faded, and he walked towards him. What, wanting to take this opportunity to fight another round?

But Li Yuan didn’t draw his sword, just stood not far in front of Ye Zhuo. He knew Ye Zhuo was in a good mood right now.

So, he reached out to Ye Zhuo.

“Come here,” Li Yuan said.

Ye Zhuo examined him for a long while, finally slowly taking a step forward, reaching out and placing his hand in Li Yuan’s palm.

Li Yuan directly grabbed his wrist and brought him in front of himself.

The forest was still deathly silent.

Li Yuan placed his hand on Ye Zhuo’s pulse, and calm, deep-sea spiritual power filled his depleted and overdrawn Qi Sea along the meridians of his wrist.

Icy blood surged towards him.

He knew this person was good at enduring, but he didn’t know he had reached this point, with such serious injuries, and could still kill a Celestial Immortal as if nothing had happened.

Li Yuan just wanted to stuff him into that large seashell used for healing and lock him up for hundreds of years.

But this person obviously wouldn’t agree again.

With the replenishment of spiritual power, Ye Zhuo felt much better.

“Thank you,” he said, wanting to pull his wrist out of Li Yuan’s hand.

Li Yuan directly summoned that deep-sea spirit clam and dragged Ye Zhuo over to sit on the edge of the shell.

Strands of gentle, moist water spontaneously entered Ye Zhuo’s meridians, nourishing his internal injuries. Li Yuan looked at the obvious wounds on Ye Zhuo’s body, and for a moment didn’t know how to deal with them. He wanted to find suitable medicinal pills, but accusatory words first escaped his lips.

“So unafraid of death,” he said, “Why didn’t you directly accept the challenge when I first found you, and instead had to poison me first?”

How long ago was this old debt? Ye Zhuo had to recall for a moment to remember.

“Also wanted to accept the challenge,” Ye Zhuo recalled himself at that time, but subconsciously stroked the sword, meticulously wiping away the bloodstains on the sword, bit by bit. When a powerful enemy came to seek revenge, how could he not want to immediately draw his sword and fight.

“…But wanted to take your heart’s blood first, and forge my Life-Bound Sword.”

Receiving such an answer, Li Yuan really wanted to sneer.

So, it wasn’t that he didn’t want to fight, wasn’t afraid of not being able to win, but the thought of taking his heart’s blood to forge a sword even outweighed his love of battle, so he used the method that could most easily obtain his heart’s blood!

For this, he even set up a series of interconnected schemes, and he had actually believed it! Thinking of himself back then, Li Yuan felt annoyed.

So fond of this sword? Showing it off to whom? Whose scale is this, whose blood?

This person is really… really a sword cultivator!

Li Yuan’s anger rose from his heart, and he fiercely shoved a Nine Return Pill into his mouth.

Watching this person quietly swallow the medicinal pill he fed him, and then lower his head to wipe his sword again, Li Yuan didn’t know what kind of emotions were churning in his heart.

In fact, he wasn’t a person who would have such emotional fluctuations.

The abyss is waveless, its depths unfathomable; all things sink into it, and the heart of the ink dragon is often like this.

But looking at this person’s slightly bloodless, slender fingers, using a snow-white and translucent ice silkworm silk to wipe the Reverse Scale Sword’s blade, bit by bit, Li Yuan really felt disturbed.

It was as if it was he himself being played with by those fingers!

No matter how well this person used his sword, how beautifully he fought, how ice-clear and translucent he was, it couldn’t hide his nature, he was truly incorrigible!

If he hadn’t had a sudden whim and come to the East Sea in his youth.

If he hadn’t accidentally heard the predecessors of the Jielong clan mention this human realm in passing.

His Reverse Scale wouldn’t have become a sword to be wiped by others, his Reverse Scale would still be safely at his heart.

His emotions wouldn’t fluctuate and surge like this; none of this would have happened.

…He wouldn’t have met this person.

“What are you thinking about?” Ye Zhuo suddenly asked.

“I’m thinking about the East Sea,” Li Yuan said.

“Ye Zhuo, if in the East Sea, when you first saw me, you didn’t need to take my scale, would you still draw your sword against me?”

“Yes,” Ye Zhuo said.

Meeting such a powerful and extraordinary being of the Great Dao, how could he not draw his sword and try his skills.

“If that were the case, wouldn’t you necessarily strike a fatal blow?”

Ye Zhuo thought about it.

“I don’t know,” he said.

Once the sword is drawn, where is there a distinction between a fatal blow and a non-fatal blow? Every sword of his is a fatal blow.

“Then after the fight is over, what would happen?” Li Yuan said.

He remembered the beginning, when he raised his head in the gentle waves of the East Sea and saw the sky and sea merging into one color, clear above and below, and that person’s figure suddenly crashing into his eyes.

He remembered swimming around him in the seawater several times, finally half-transforming into human form, waiting for him to wake up.

Li Yuan still remembered his initial thoughts.

“If that were the case, wouldn’t we not have any grudges, wouldn’t we have gotten to know each other and become friends?” Looking into Ye Zhuo’s eyes, he said.

Such a question seemed to touch something Ye Zhuo found difficult to imagine.

“Perhaps,” Ye Zhuo replied calmly after a long while.

Li Yuan stared blankly at him, not knowing what he was thinking.

“But it’s impossible for me not to want your scale,” Ye Zhuo said, “If I saw it, I would pluck it, not just fight. You and I cannot be friends.”

Li Yuan: “?”

And this person, saying this, actually looked thoughtfully towards the top of his head, saying, “Actually, dragon horns are also acceptable.”

Li Yuan: “…?”

He was about to be angered to death by this person!

What does it mean, “impossible not to want”?

What does it mean, “If I saw it, I would pluck it”?

Li Yuan’s anger flared in his heart, looking at Ye Zhuo’s face, seeing his matter-of-fact expression, not feeling that there was anything wrong with his demeanor, looking at his recently recovered, slightly blood-red, thin lips.

How could such beautiful things say such outrageous words!

Li Yuan’s aura became increasingly suppressed, extremely dangerous. He stared straight at Ye Zhuo.

If this person dared to say another word.

If Ye Zhuo angered him again.

He would pin this person down and kiss him.