So Energetic Even After Death

The Four Symbols Chasm.

Mount Xuanwu.

Urged by the Spirit Crane, Gu Qianqian stroked the mountain wall and said sorrowfully:

"Close the gate."

The next moment, among the six caves of Mount Xuanwu, the only Gate of Life slowly vanished.

It reverted to a solid mountain wall.

Leaving only the remaining five Gates of Death.

When the people of the Gu Clan arrived and circled around Mount Xuanwu,

they all frowned upon seeing that only five gates remained.

Normally, there should be six gates.

One of which was the Gate of Life.

Now, with only five gates left, it could only mean that someone had closed one of them.

"Didn't they say the Qilin died in the White Tiger Abyss?"

"Who closed the gate of Mount Xuanwu!"

"Could it be that the Spirit Crane can also control Mount Xuanwu?"

"Regardless, the closed cave is very likely the Gate of Life."

"We shouldn't rashly try these five remaining gates."

...

The Gu Clan members had never expected this.

To think that besides the Qilin, someone else could control the caves of Mount Xuanwu.

They did not dare to enter the Gates of Death on Mount Xuanwu.

A legend had always been passed down among the ancestors of the Gu Clan.

Entering through the Gate of Life would lead to the blessed heavenly grotto of Mount Xuanwu.

But entering through the Gate of Death would lead straight into the belly of the Black Tortoise.

The outcome of that could easily be imagined.

...

Once the Gate of Life on Mount Xuanwu was closed,

the heavenly grotto inside would be completely isolated from the outside world.

Seeing the cave disappear,

the Spirit Crane finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Unable to support its heavily injured body any longer, it slowly collapsed onto the ground.

The residual vital essence of the Black Tortoise within the heavenly grotto gradually gathered toward the severely injured Spirit Crane.

Though it was called residual,

this vital essence had remained for tens of thousands of years, forever flourishing without decline.

It enveloped the entire Xuanwu heavenly grotto.

Within the heavenly grotto of Mount Xuanwu,

there were rivers, lakes, mountains, and plains—everything one could expect.

It was like a completely different world.

However, it had one major flaw.

There was no sunlight here, only eternal night.

Looking up, one couldn't see the top of the mountain.

Instead, there was a starry sky speckled with starlight.

Soon, the Spirit Crane fell into a deep sleep.

Qianqian sat beside the Spirit Crane.

Her heart felt completely empty.

She would never be able to play her zither for the Qilin again.

Her master would never be able to buy her delicious snacks again.

The Mountain Soul and Water Spirit had been eaten by the Flood Dragon.

Grandpa Black Tortoise's fate was unknown.

Her own clan had betrayed the Qilin.

For the first time in her life, Qianqian felt so terrible.

Even when she lost her sight as a child, she hadn't been as sad as she was today.

Before, she wasn't afraid of death, because her grandmother told her that everyone would die eventually.

Now, she was even less afraid of death, because she could no longer find any joy in living.

Qianqian didn't want to return to live with the Gu Clan.

Nor did she want to return to her parents.

She didn't even want to return to her grandmother.

All she wanted was to eat snacks with the Qilin every day, and teach the Mountain Soul and Water Spirit to sing alongside the Black Tortoise and Spirit Crane.

And to tell her master about her happy life.

Now, all of this was gone just because the Flood Dragon had transformed into a true dragon.

And her own clansmen were accomplices.

At this moment, for the first time in her life, Qianqian felt hatred.

Before, the most she had felt was a dislike for someone.

Like disliking Zhang Bowen.

The emotion of hatred had never appeared in her before.

After all, with the Qilin by her side every day, she had lived a carefree life.

There was truly nothing for her to hate.

But now, seeing all her good friends and playmates destroyed at the hands of her own clansmen,

for the first time, Qianqian felt a deep hatred toward these people in her heart.

If she hadn't been blocked inside the house by her clansmen, leading to her capture by that bad guy Zhang Bowen,

the Qilin wouldn't have been critically injured and on the verge of death trying to save her.

The Flood Dragon wouldn't have become so powerful by devouring the Qilin's precious blood.

Then the Mountain Soul and Water Spirit wouldn't have been eaten.

And her master wouldn't have died trying to save her.

The moment this hatred was born,

the lifeless-eyed Qianqian suddenly looked down at her own body.

Her originally flawless, pure white soul, which represented kindness,

now had a dense black spot.

...

The White Tiger Abyss.

Before Chen Feng completely lost consciousness,

he only saw a two-legged Qilin appear in his vision, flying rapidly toward him.

A thought couldn't help but arise in his mind.

"Could it be that I can still be saved?"

With this thought, Chen Feng peacefully passed out.

His life force also began to drain away rapidly at this moment.

But the most ironic thing was,

his blood energy remained vigorous.

Even the White Tiger Abyss couldn't strip away the slightest bit of it.

The Qilin also noticed this strange point about Chen Feng.

Seeing that the man was about to kick the bucket,

and his breathing was about to stop,

how could his blood energy still be so vigorous?

However, the Qilin didn't have time to worry about all that.

Its sole purpose in jumping into the White Tiger Abyss was to save Qianqian's master.

But the power of the White Tiger Abyss wasn't something it could resist either.

Its injuries, which had been rapidly healing after eating three Vermilion Fruits, had now completely stopped recovering.

At the same time, the Qilin's own blood energy was rapidly being stripped away by the White Tiger Abyss.

Although the Kunlun Mountain Range suppressed blood energy, it only stripped away the blood energy of the human race.

It couldn't strip away the blood energy of spirit beasts like them.

But the White Tiger Abyss was even more overbearing; not only would it devour any living creature that came within a five-hundred-meter range,

it would also forcibly strip away their blood energy, and spirit beasts were no exception.

The Qilin accelerated toward Chen Feng, and finally, before its blood energy was completely drained,

it grabbed hold of Chen Feng's broken body.

By this time, Chen Feng's body had already started to turn cold.

But in the Qilin's perception,

it could still feel intense fluctuations of blood energy.

It ignored these anomalies.

Instead, it pried off its own crystal-clear heart-protecting scale and plunged it directly into the skin of Chen Feng's forehead.

Having lost its heart-protecting scale, the Qilin's life force began to drain away at an accelerated rate.

It slowly closed its eyes, and after a long while,

the last Qilin in the mortal world passed away.

As for Chen Feng, after the Qilin's heart-protecting scale was embedded into his forehead,

pieces of milky-white scales gradually sprouted from the edges of that heart-protecting scale.

They soon covered his entire forehead, followed by his neck and body.

At the same time, Chen Feng's injuries were healing at an astonishing speed.

An unknown amount of time passed.

Chen Feng was awakened by the system notification sound in his mind.

[Prompt! All blood energy points can only be obtained through the Master Teacher System.]

[It is impossible to use any other means to break through the current maximum limit of blood energy.]

"What did I do now?"

Chen Feng groggily opened his eyes.

"I really didn't die?"

The next moment, he was startled awake with a shudder.

He snapped completely awake in an instant.

He realized that he was currently plummeting downward at a terrifying speed.

At the same time, a silver-gray light was emanating from somewhere far below.

Chen Feng was falling face up, his back facing downward.

This allowed him to clearly see the cone-shaped sound barrier forming around him.

The clothes on his body had long since disappeared.

Given such a terrifying falling speed, they had probably been shredded and turned to ash long ago.

Chen Feng also noticed something else.

His hands and feet were actually covered in white scales.

Then he realized that it wasn't just his hands and feet—his entire body was covered in milky-white scales.

He tried to pry one off with force, but even with his cultivation base as a Quasi-Grandmaster, he couldn't dislodge the scale.

Its hardness and durability had even surpassed that of steel.

"Could falling into the White Tiger Abyss cause such a bizarre situation?"

But soon enough,

Chen Feng noticed that something else was falling alongside him not far away.

Looking closely,

it was actually that half of a Qilin.