The heavy resentment that had suppressed the mining area for tens of thousands of years dissipated completely into nothingness along with those specks of purple light.
Only a deathly silence remained.
Su Jiu knelt there, tears falling like pearls from a broken string, but she bit her lip and did not make a single sound.
In front of her was only a crystal-clear skeleton, seemingly carved from white jade, and the Yinfeng Sword sticking obliquely out of the ground, having long lost all its luster and looking no different from ordinary iron.
Su Ji watched this scene with mixed feelings.
Was he moved?
To be honest, he didn't know.
But it was definitely true that he didn't dare to move right now.
The commotion over there had ceased. If nothing unexpected happened, once Zhao Wuji and that Pavilion Master got their hands on the so-called immortal artifact, their next step would be to come looking for trouble with him.
When the time came, Zhao Wuji would take one look at this scene.
Oh ho!
The Immortal Venerable's inheritance must be in your hands, kid!
Hand it over quickly!
He was afraid it would be impossible to explain.
Su Ji sighed, stepped forward, and reached out to pull the Yinfeng Sword from the ground.
It felt heavy in his hand.
The original agile feeling of blood connection had vanished without a trace, replaced by a deathly stillness like that of an old man nearing his end.
On the blade, those patterns had become mottled, and there were even a few grain-sized chips.
It was ruined.
This divine weapon, which had once fought in all directions and drank countless blood, had exhausted its last trace of spiritual charm to sever that final shackle and awaken the consciousness of Immortal Venerable Haoyue.
Su Ji's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
No wonder.
He knew it. How could the natal artifact left by a dignified supreme existence, once in his hands, only be a bit handy and a bit sharp, without showing any world-destroying power?
It turned out that this sword had been slacking off from beginning to end.
That Senior Feng had long sealed away the most original power within this sword, never intending to leave it for a latecomer like him to use.
All its sharpness had been saved up just for this moment.
In this godforsaken place devoid of daylight, to sever the shackles on his old lover.
Damn it.
How could you be so selfish?
You're about to die, yet you don't forget to pull off this romance spanning tens of thousands of years?
Do you know what kind of situation I am in right now?
Outside, Zhao Wuji is eyeing me covetously, and there's also that golden-robed dog who might fight his way back at any moment.
I risked my life running errands for you, and what do you do? At the very end, you break a handy weapon?
Were you afraid he might actually survive?
The more Su Ji thought about it, the angrier he got, wishing he could snap this broken sword in half on the spot.
But as he raised his hand mid-air, looking at the long-worn cord wrapped around the hilt, and looking at the white skeleton lying quietly on the ground.
He stopped again.
Forget it.
They're already dead.
Su Ji squatted down and looked at the white jade-like skeleton.
Although only the skeleton remained, one could still see that soul-stirring beauty. A faint fluorescence flowed over the bones, remaining free from dust even after falling tens of thousands of years ago.
If Zhao Wuji saw this...
The greedy faces of those people instantly flashed in Su Ji's mind.
Such high-quality remains of an Immortal Venerable, whether used for artifact refinement, ground into powder for alchemy, or even taken back to make soup... they were priceless treasures.
Big bones boiled into soup...
Senior Brother...
Su Jiu's tearful voice rang out. She looked up, her red and swollen eyes full of helplessness.
Let's go.
Su Ji sighed and reached out to rub her head.
If we don't go now, we won't be able to leave.
Mhm...
Su Jiu looked at the white bones on the ground, her face full of reluctance, but she also knew this was not the time to be willful.
Rest assured.
Su Ji said this as he quickly took off his outer robe and spread it on the ground.
We humans have a saying.
Su Ji muttered to himself.
If you help someone, help them to the end; if you escort Buddha, escort him all the way to the West.
He placed the Yinfeng Sword inside as well.
Senior, although we are neither kith nor kin, since I have received some benefits from that person, and my junior sister has retrieved her inheritance from you, I can't just watch you suffer a desolate aftermath.
Su Ji seemed to be making a promise to the long-deceased Immortal Venerable, and also speaking to himself.
If I can make it back alive.
I will bury the two of you together.
Whether in Qingqiu or the Great Wasteland.
It's better than being picked up by someone and used as artifact refinement materials, or as fox ingredients on a chopping board.
Su Jiu looked at Su Ji's back, tears threatening to fall again.
She knew that although Su Ji spoke harshly and always complained about this and that, he was not bad at heart at all.
Alright, stop wiping your tears over there.
Su Ji turned around, the brief warmth on his face instantly retracting.
Hurry back into my body, those two old geezers are coming.
When the fight starts, I won't be able to protect you.
But this time, there was no movement behind him.
Su Ji frowned and turned around.
He saw that Su Jiu had not turned into a phantom, but was standing quietly in place.
In her recently crying eyes, the redness and swelling had not fully faded, but that delicate and helpless demeanor was gone. Replaced by an unprecedented determination, even revealing a bit of... eagerness to try?
Senior Brother.
Su Jiu shook her head, her waterfall-like black hair swaying gently with her movements: I'm not going in.
Su Ji raised an eyebrow: What do you mean? You just got the ancestor's inheritance, and now your wings are hard? Planning to fly solo?
No.
Su Jiu took a step forward, her watery fox eyes staring straight at Su Ji: I mean, we don't have to hide like before.
She took a deep breath, spiritual energy surging around her. The phantom of three solid and six illusory fox tails suddenly appeared behind her. Although not yet fully solidified, the aura it exuded was countless times stronger than before.
Right now... I can help you.
Not the kind of help where I cheer for you from the back. Su Jiu paused, her tone serious: It's the kind where I can fight side by side with you.
Su Ji froze for a moment, then grinned and reached out to rub her head: Alright, you've grown up. But now is not the time to show off. With your meager cultivation...
Before he could finish speaking, Su Ji's hand hung in mid-air.
Because Su Jiu moved.
She did not dodge. Instead, her entire body suddenly transformed into a cluster of pink flowing light.
This light was not dazzling; rather, it revealed a warm jade-like gentleness, carrying a faint, pleasant fragrance, instantly enveloping Su Ji entirely.
Senior Brother, don't move.
This is the most core secret technique in the distant ancestor's inheritance.
Even I didn't expect the complete inheritance to be like this.
That cluster of pink flowing light did not drill into Su Ji's dantian qi sea, but clung to the surface of his skin, then slowly seeped in, beginning an extremely mysterious fusion with his meridians, flesh, and even his divine soul.
Su Ji only felt his whole body tremble.
An unprecedented sense of power instantly filled his entire body.
This feeling was very wonderful.
It wasn't like an external force being forcibly poured in; it was more like his original power had been ignited by some catalyst. What was originally just a pile of dry firewood had now turned into a raging inferno.
His five senses were infinitely magnified in this moment.
The heavy thud of his own heartbeat, and even the flowing currents of the air, became crystal clear to him.
Most importantly, he could distinctly feel Su Jiu's presence.
It was no longer a relationship of a soul merely residing within a host.
Instead, it was a profound fusion... a state where they were completely intertwined, a part of her within him, and a part of him within her.
"This is..."
"This technique is called 'Soul Communion'."
Su Jiu's voice carried a trace of shyness, yet held an unconcealable pride. "This is the complete version."
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