Chapter 771
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At this moment, Hua Cangyu’s life force was on the brink of extinction. Looking at the white-clad young man before her, she murmured faintly, “Who… are you… really?”
In every Hundred Nations Martial Contest, there would indeed be dark horses emerging from the various empires. However, even if these dark horses could defeat the apparent geniuses of the Seven Sects, they could never overcome the true elite prodigies of the Seven Sects. Yet, Ye Wushuang had defeated her!
“I am Ye Wushuang!”
With these words, the Tianya Sword was swung, and a head flew off. Hua Cangyu was dead!
It was only at this moment that Ye Wushuang’s momentum suddenly waned. He leaned on his sword and walked step by step to Hua Cangyu, taking her token and transferring the spirit points into his own token. Lixin Yue, Tai Shengzi, Tai Lingzi, Hua Cangyu, and the dozen or so Taiqing Palace geniuses—this time, he had gained nearly half a million spirit points. And now, Ye Wushuang’s total spirit points had reached nearly 1.8 million!
In fact, ever since Ye Wushuang learned that obtaining the highest total spirit points, and surpassing the sum of the spirit points of the next six contestants, would allow him to take all seven treasures, he had made a plan. Within this tributary of the Youlong Mountain, he intended to take full advantage of the time and place to scheme against the fourth-stage spiritual beasts and earn spirit points. But now it seemed… there was no need! The spirit points on these Seven Sect geniuses were already terrifying. Moreover, by eliminating these opponents, his own adversaries were diminishing. With this shift in balance, perhaps he could secure the first place with less than three million spirit points, surpassing the total of the next six contestants.
In a short while, Ye Wushuang arrived in front of Li Wenbo and the others and sat down on the ground. “Are you recovered?” he asked Li Wenbo.
“Huh? Oh… yeah, yeah…”
“Alright, then from now on, you’ll protect us,” Ye Wushuang said with a wry smile.
“Do you still need my protection?” Li Wenbo asked, bewildered. “Lixin Hen, Lixin Yue, Tai Shengzi, Tai Lingzi, and Hua Cangyu… man, you’ve almost wiped out the geniuses and hidden talents of the Li Clan and Taiqing Palace!”
“Exactly. That’s why I need your protection now,” Ye Wushuang reiterated. “Let’s leave this place first.”
“Aren’t we picking the Dragon’s Tongue Orchid anymore?”
Upon hearing this, Ye Wushuang shook a jade ring on his fingertip and said with a smile, “Hua Cangyu and the others have already taken it!”
Hearing this, Li Wenbo’s eyes brightened.
…
In the tributary of the Youlong Mountain, a stream quietly flowed through a valley. Inside the valley, Chu Qingcheng was boiling herbal soup, while Li Wenbo sat by the campfire. On one side of the valley, in a cave carved out of the rock, Ye Wushuang sat cross-legged in front of Qing Shiyu.
At this moment, Qing Shiyu’s face was pale, and she had fainted again. Earlier, in order to fend off Lixin Hen, Qing Shiyu had activated the power of the parasites within her body, buying Ye Wushuang some time. However, this had exacerbated her injuries.
Sitting in front of Qing Shiyu, Ye Wushuang took out a Dragon’s Tongue Orchid from Hua Cangyu’s spatial ring. The Dragon’s Tongue Orchid! A true heavenly treasure, it was irresistibly attractive to those at the Tian Gang and Wan Fa realms. The one in Ye Wushuang’s hand resembled a dragon’s tongue, with each leaf as thick as a cactus pad, covered in light spots and emitting a rich fragrance.
“This Dragon’s Tongue Orchid can help those at the Tian Gang realm refine their energy, assist those at the Wan Fa realm in condensing their power, and also satisfy the parasites within you. It will be of great benefit to your injuries,” Ye Wushuang said gently. “However, the medicine is potent and will cause you pain. Just endure it.”
With that, Ye Wushuang picked up the bottles and jars beside him, began to grind the Dragon’s Tongue Orchid, and then administered it to Qing Shiyu.
Inside the cave, a miserable wail soon echoed through the air. After swallowing the Dragon’s Tongue Orchid, Qing Shiyu’s face contorted with pain, and she wailed incessantly, rolling her body.
Ye Wushuang stepped forward and firmly held down Qing Shiyu’s arms. “Endure it, it will be over soon!” he kept saying.
But Qing Shiyu was in such agony that her entire body convulsed and she was drenched in sweat.
“Ye Wushuang…”
“I’m here, I’m here.”
“Don’t die, don’t die, okay?”
In her torment and delirium, Qing Shiyu kept murmuring, “I don’t want you to die… I don’t want you to…”
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I won’t die. No one can kill me.”
Inside the cave, the screams gradually subsided.
Outside the cave, Li Wenbo clicked his tongue in amazement. “What kind of parasite is it that causes such agony even with the Dragon’s Tongue Orchid as treatment!”
Chu Qingcheng sat on a rock, silent. Li Wenbo approached Chu Qingcheng and chuckled, “Miss Chu, what exactly is the relationship between Qing Shiyu and Ye Wushuang? You’re also from the Qingyun Empire, tell me something about it.”
