Shocking Venomous Consort: Frivolous Miss

Ling Chuxi had originally intended to take this opportunity to run and avoid dealing with them any further, but she never thought that in his fury, Ghost Shadow’s cultivation would actually turn out to be so scary. Under the suppression of the Qi of True Essence, both her feet felt so heavy, it was as if lead had been pumped into them. Escaping was definitely impossible now and Ling Chuxi could only grit her teeth and pierce her sword forward in attack again.

However, enveloped by Ghost Shadow’s tyrannical Qi of True Essence, her figure appeared to be so frail, so tiny, like a helpless little boat doomed in the middle of a storm. Such was the gap between cultivation abilities in different realms! A strong cultivator and a weak cultivator. The comparison between them was so obvious that she felt helpless.

Life and death was only in the difference of a single sword strike.

Ling Yichen suddenly turned around, his feet moved like lightning and his figure flashed by like a phantom. When he reappeared, he was already standing before Ling Chuxi, blocking her from the oncoming attack.

His posture remained upright and his expression remained calm, but his gaze contained an unprecedented determination.

“Yichen!” exclaimed Ling Chuxi. She knew that with Ling Yichen’s cultivation, even if he had mastered the artistic conception of the Vast Sea Wide Sky, he was still unable to withstand Ghost Shadow’s attack. It was not really just a matter of artistic conception, it was simply difficult to overstep the cultivation gap between them.

Ling Yichen did not turn around, but a faint smile appeared at the corners of his lips. Within that smile held gratification, nostalgia and even more so, a never-before-seen determination was contained.

Facing Ghost Shadow’s mighty attack, Ling Yichen did not make any moves to avoid or dodge it and only calmly raised his sword, pointing it towards the vital point of Ghost Shadow’s heart. This move did not contain any techniques, it was merely to represent Ling Yichen’s determination of dying without fear or kneeling to the other party.

Seeing Ling Yichen’s determination, Ling Chuxi instantly understood what he wanted to do. He wanted to die together with Ghost Shadow or cause Ghost Shadow a severe injury at the expense of his own life in order to help her fight for a chance to live.

A prickling feeling of bitterness seeped out of her heart, unable to be suppressed. Her eyes seemed to have gotten teary.

“Leave!” Ling Yichen shouted as he rushed towards Ghost Hand, whose sword was slashing downwards at Ling Yichen. The sword in Ling Yichen’s hand remained pointed at Ghost Hand’s heart without trembling in the least.

What Ling Yichen was doing was no doubt not only the best choice, it was also the only choice. Facing the cultivation abilities of Ghost Shadow and the rest of his men, they most certainly did not have the chance to escape. If sacrificing one life meant that the life of other would survive, then that was the best outcome. In reality, everything that Ling Chuxi did just now was for Ling Yichen to gain a chance of a lifeline.

But now, with Ling Yichen returning the favor a thousand times over by standing in front of her to block her from this oncoming attack without caring about his life, how could Ling Chuxi escape alone?

Without hesitation, Ling Chuxi turned and stood by Ling Yichen’s side to attack Ghost Shadow together with him. Even if she died doing so, she wanted Ghost Shadow to pay a heavy price.

“I said, leave!” Ling Yichen shouted once again as his heart trembled rigorously.

In the past, he had thought that as long as he could stay by Ling Chuxi’s side, he would have no other requests. In the past, he had thought that even if he could die with her, it would be the most blissful matter in his life.

But when such a time truly came, only then did he know that it would cause his heart so much pain. Now he knew that it was only by knowing that Ling Chuxi could continue living on happily, could he truly find his own greatest happiness and joy.

Seeing the determination in Ling Chuxi’s eyes with a glance from the corner of his own, Ling Yichen’s heart was in so much pain, it was as if a knife was being twisted into it.

The ray of Ghost Hand’s sword enveloped the figures of both Ling Yichen and Ling Chuxi. This was a full blast attack generated by cultivation in the realm of True Essence! Even if Ling Chuxi had the cultivation in the realm of Great Fulfilment, even if she had the Turning Cloud Gesture, Spiral Battle Qi, the needle-shaped Battle Qi that originated from the Golden Pill Sect’s secret inheritance at her disposal, even if Ling Yichen had already comprehended the artistic conception of Vast Sea Wide Sky, in front of the force of such absolute cultivation, they were still so powerless.

Death was so close, unprecedentedly close.