Supreme Emperor of Swords

When Ding Hao returned to the main hall, Ximen Qianxue was still in a deep sleep. Her breathing was soft. The slumbering girl with delicate eyes and brow was quiet and pure. She was like a legendary goddess who fell into an eternal sleep. She was so beautiful that people were dazzled by her.

Ding Hao gently held Ximen Qianxue’s small fine hand and slowly channeled warm Heaven Fire Qi into her body.

“Hmm?” Suddenly, Ding Hao frowned.

He suddenly noticed that Ximen Qianxue’s vitality was slowly declining, and he could not find any reason behind it. It seemed that her body had died. That was clearly a state that was close to death. No wonder she remained in a deep sleep for such a long time. Ding Hao initially thought that she had consumed too much energy in the water dungeon and needed some rest, but at the moment it seemed that…

It was a fake death!

It was exactly the same as a “vegetative state,” what the men on Earth called it in his previous lives. Although she could still breathe, she could not come to herself.

Perhaps Ximen Qianxue’s consciousness was still very clear. She could perceive everything around her, but she couldn’t command her own body and language, nor could she make any kind of response.

“This little girl’s willpower is very strong…” The Saber Master’s sigh came to his mind, “If it were someone else, I’m afraid that he would have died in the water dungeon long ago. When the body is deprived of Qi, the cold water could destroy the body and soul of ordinary people in two hours. Although that little girl was at the Primordial Grandmaster realm, her cultivation was destroyed, it’s very amazing for her to hold on for nearly ten days. I don’t know what kind of spiritual power supported her… Now she is in a fake death, the result of her spiritual power being was almost exhausted!”

Ding Hao held Ximen Qianxue’s delicate hands and felt a burst of heartache. He said softly, “Senior sister, can you hear me? I know you can hear this, can’t you? Don’t worry, I will cure you with the elixir refining skills that you taught me. I swear, it’s a promise!”

As soon as he finished his speaking, Ding Hao felt that a finger of the small hands he held twitched gently.

“Senior Sister. As expected, she can feel everything in the world. She can hear what I say…” Ding Hao thought and he was overjoyed.

“You still need to inject Qi into her body on time every day to maintain the vitality of her body…” The Sword Master and the Saber Master said in a rare moment of seriousness, giving Ding Hao some advice.

Ding Hao nodded.

After injecting Qi, he took out a jade bottle, which contained the mysterious white liquid that Ding Hao collected from the cliff cave in the garbage area of the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect back mountain. It had an incredible effect. After a little consideration of the dose, Ding Hao took out a small drop and gently fed it to Ximen Qianxue’s mouth with a jade spoon.

That white liquid contained endless vitality, which was extremely primitive and natural. It could maintain her vitality for a while, and there might also be some wonderful effects.

After doing all that, Ding Hao felt a little relieved when he saw the beautiful lady who had chased after him, to ask him to cultivate hard. However, his hatred toward the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect was even stronger.

“Ning Xiaohu, we’re not done.”

“Just wait. I’ll make you go crazy and regret it,” Ding Hao thought.

After setting some inscription and warning formations at the bedside, Ding Hao did not leave, sitting directly on the ground.

He wanted to stay by Ximen Qianxue’s side.

Moreover, he wanted to discuss with the two old monsters, Saber Master and Sword Master.

Ding Hao told them about the mysterious ruins, the inscription formation, and the news about the divine fire he got from Ai Qing. He asked, “Seniors, what do you think of this?”

It was dark.

It was as if she were in the void of the universe. Unfortunately, there were no stars around her. Her body was light, as if floating above the clouds in the sky.

“Where am I?”

Ximen Qianxue thought with confusion.

There was a mess in her mind, and countless memory fragments came one after another. After a long time, she gradually recalled. “Oh, yes, I came to the Sage Battlefield, and encountered people from the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect… Then, Junior Brother Ding… Junior Brother Ding really appeared…”

“Did my wish finally came true? The one I prayed for day and night during the purgatory-like suffering?”

“It must be the gods and the Buddhas who heard my prayer and sent Ding Hao to me, right?”

When she thought of that, Ximen Qianxue couldn’t help but feel a kind of sweetness or sadness. Even she herself couldn’t tell. She didn’t know when she began to treat that man, who was three to four years younger than her, with the initial exasperation to later faint surprise, from surprise and curiosity to some admiration and dependence, and then…

When she was faced with the choice of life and death, when her lifetime of Qi cultivation was ruined, and her dream of refining an elixir which had supported her from an early age was shattered, Ximen Qianxue felt that her world had instantly lost its color and turned gray…

Oh, no, there was still a trace of color.

It was the brightest color.

It was that young man.

The deep cold water ravaged her body like a knife. From the sharp pain to numbness, from the numbness to the gnawing pain and again to numbness… That was a continuous purgatory process. There were several times that Ximen Qianxue almost couldn’t hold on and wanted to bite off her tongue to commit suicide. However, the last trace of persistence in her heart made live through it.

She just wanted to see that young man for the last time.

And see him smile at the end of her life…

Have a few words with him…

Or just glance at him…

That was enough.

It was a very strange belief.

If it weren’t for the desperate situation, and if it weren’t for the unimaginable torture she bore, Ximen Qianxue wouldn’t know that her attachment to that man and her dependence on him had become so deep that it was like a moth darting into the flame.

“It was ridiculous that the guy named Duan De clamored to wait for me to throw myself at him.”

“Bah”

“A base guy like him… Even if he was a disciple of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect. So what?”

“He can’t compare with Ding Hao.”

“No, comparing Ding Hao with such a guy is simply an insult to the young man.”

Every time when she couldn’t hold on any longer, Ximen Qianxue would say to herself that she should hold on for a little longer, or even half a breath. As long as she held on a little longer, she might see the young man. She prayed over and over again, prayed to every god she knew, recalled every scene that she was with the young man over and over again. The little garden…

A miracle occurred.

He did arrive.

Ximen Qianxue had forgotten what kind of mood she had at the first sight of Ding Hao in the deep cold water dungeon. It might not be excitement and surprise, nor disbelief. It seemed to be a faint calmness and she wanted to smile. But, it was certain that the picture at that moment seemed to have been carved in her soul and her eternal reincarnation, as if it had appeared countless times.

“Senior Sister Ximen, I’ll avenge you!”

When the young man said that, Ximen Qianxue felt that all the suffering and torture she had suffered before had been rewarded.

Ximen Qianxue struggled to stand still and watched him beat the wicked people of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect like a god. She was very tired to do that, but she felt very warm because of it. In fact, the revenge for her and the wicked people begging for mercy, all the while kneeling on the ground; none of it was attractive to her at all. She just wanted to look at the young man again, just one more time…

The moment when she lay in Ding Hao’s arms before she fainted, Ximen Qianxue felt that it was the happiest moment in the world.

But then, everything in front of her was dark and boundless.

“Is this the world of souls after death?” Ximen Qianxue thought but she wasn’t afraid at all.

Because she had already gotten everything she prayed for.

At that moment, she suddenly felt that her palm was wrapped by something warm, and then a clear and familiar voice was heard—

“Senior Sister Qianxue, don’t worry. I’ll cure you with the elixir refining skills you taught me, I swear…”

“Ah!”

“This young man. Is he going to take me back from the hands of Death?” She thought.

“If the news were spread by the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost, then it couldn’t be false,” The Saber Master thought for a moment and said, “A hegemon who has been existing in this world for more than tens of thousands of years must have mastered the secrets of this world that ordinary people can’t imagine. They must have a profound meaning to do so.”

“Ha, ha, ha, It’s funny. Crazy woman, are you pretending to be thoughtful?” The Sword Master laughed disdainfully and said, “Nonsense. Tell me, what’s the meaning of This?”

“F*cking Master… you are f*cking looking for death…” The Saber Master was so angry that she talked incoherently.

Ding Hao was fretful and quickly changed the subject. “By the way, I’m wondering whether the Demon Race knows it? As another big race that is more terrifying than human tribe, They may know it?” Ding Hao said.

“Of course,” Saber Master said without hesitation, “Don’t look down on the Demon Tribe. This world was dominated by them. You used to be too weak and only met some low-level demons. You’ve never seen the horror of the Demon Tribe. If the Holy War breaks out again, even War God Xuan Shuang might die…”

Ding Hao was shocked.

“War God might die?”

Sword Master interrupted, “Little Chap Ding, I guess the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost already knew about the mysterious ruins, the inscription formations and the Divine Fire. Perhaps, during the countless openings of the Sage Battlefield, they secretly informed the sects above Level Three. The Swordsmanship-seeking Sect is too weak and remote, so they didn’t get any news. And those who did get the news would naturally avoid spreading it.”

“Well, it’s exactly the same as my guess,” Saber Master concluded concisely.

Sword Master said, “Crazy woman, you’re shameless.”

Saber Master: “Come on.”

Ding Hao: “…”

“That is to say, for a long time, the sects of the human tribe and demon tribe have been crazy over this? Until now, there were no findings. Well, there’s not much hope this time…” Ding Hao felt rather relieved. Well, all is fate, and there was no need to force it.

“However, the piece of map discovered by the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect is a little interesting. You can copy it first and study it slowly,” Sword Master reminded him.

Saber Master quickly said, “Yes, yes, that’s what I wanted to say.”

Ding Hao: “…”

Sword Master: “…”

“I don’t know why, but I always feel that the place I was transmitted into is a little strange…” Ding Hao muttered. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked, “By the way, didn’t you say that after entering the Sage Battlefield, there’s an important thing for me to do? What is it? And how can I cure my senior sister who is in such a state?”