Chapter 372: Chapter 240: The Du Family’s Golden Core (Part 2)
’Even if I don’t die from this, I’ll be as good as dead!’
"Damn it..." Qin Xuan forced the words from his throat.
The Golden-Breaking Blood Talisman in his Dantian grew hotter and hotter.
It felt as if molten gold was flowing beneath his skin.
"Urgh..."
Qin Xuan grunted, his consciousness blurring. He felt as though countless golden needles were piercing every meridian in his body.
His normally docile Demonic Essence went berserk. Dark golden patterns spread rapidly from his chest to his neck, and an agonizing, tearing pain ripped through his meridians wherever they passed.
"Miss Xuan’Er, wake up! Please, wake up!"
Ye Qingxuan anxiously helped Qin Xuan up and began channeling her True Essence into him, trying to calm his rampaging Spiritual Qi.
However, infusing him with her True Essence only made things worse.
The moment her True Essence, rich with its Cyan Wood Attribute, entered his body...
"PUH!"
Qin Xuan’s face turned a ghastly mix of green and white. He coughed up another large mouthful of dark red blood, his body trembling violently.
"Miss Ye, you’ve really done me in."
Qin Xuan gave a bitter smile. His fingertips tapped rapidly against twelve major acupoints on his body, each touch flashing with spiritual light as he tried to seal his Demonic Essence.
But the raging Golden Evil Qi surging through him blasted his efforts away.
Ye Qingxuan grabbed Qin Xuan to steady him. He felt as hot as a branding iron to the touch. With tears of desperation in her eyes, she suddenly understood.
"I see now! It must have been those vile Demon Cultivators! They planted a Poisonous Gu Restriction inside you!"
Ye Qingxuan bit her lip and, with her thin, frail shoulders, lifted Qin Xuan onto her back.
"Miss Xuan’Er, hang in there! I’ll get you out of the Demon Sect. Once we’re out and back at the Cyan Cloud Sect, I’ll ask the Saint Venerable for help. He can definitely remove the Restriction for you."
In his hazy state, Qin Xuan heard Ye Qingxuan say she was taking him to the Cyan Cloud Sect.
Qin Xuan’s eyes flew wide open, and a cold sweat broke out across his skin.
"No, we can’t go to the Cyan Cloud Sect..."
’Oh, hell no.’
’My identity is a fake. Going to the Cyan Cloud Sect would be like a wolf walking into a tiger’s den. How is that any different from suicide?’
But before he could finish speaking, he violently spat out another mouthful of searing golden blood. His body went rigid, and he fell backward, his head lolling to the side as he passed out.
Worry threw her into disarray. Ye Qingxuan’s delicate body trembled, and for a moment, she was at a complete loss.
However, she was an exceptionally sharp and intelligent young woman. She quickly calmed herself, and a moment later, she had an answer.
’I understand now. Those Sinful Demons from the Blood Demon Sword Sect mistook you for me. They must know that the Saint Venerable of my Daoist Sect possesses the Wood Fruit Position, which grants him the supreme power to nurture all life and break any restriction.’
’To prevent that from happening, they would have surely prepared a countermeasure.’
’The moment Miss Xuan’Er returns to the Sect, the Restriction will detonate!’
Ye Qingxuan was filled with self-blame, her eyes turning red.
"It’s my fault. It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t hidden my identity back in the Water Mirror Palace, Miss Xuan’Er wouldn’t have ended up in this state!"
But if they couldn’t return to the Sect, where could they go?
As this thought crossed her mind, in a flash of inspiration, Ye Qingxuan suddenly thought of a place.
"I’ve got it! The Daqian Empire—the Profound Cliff Du Family!"
A mist clouded Ye Qingxuan’s eyes, and glistening teardrops formed. It was as if she had just grasped a life-saving straw.
’I am a Daoist of the Cyan Cloud Sect, a position equivalent to a royal duke. In Daqian, I have the right to requisition the service of one Golden Core True Monarch.’
’And the Profound Cliff Du Family has practiced the Yi Wood Evergreen Skill for generations. They are unparalleled when it comes to healing and Alchemy.’
’If I go to them, they can definitely save her!’
"Yes, I’ll go to the Profound Cliff Du Family."
With that thought, Ye Qingxuan flipped her hand over. A streak of cyan light flashed, and a Silver Talisman appeared in her palm.
To save Qin Xuan, Ye Qingxuan didn’t hesitate for a second, taking out the Heaven’s Edge Shifting Talisman that Lin Ruyuan had once given her.
This Heaven’s Edge Shifting Talisman could traverse ten thousand li in an instant, allowing one to escape even from a Nascent Soul Daoist Monarch.
Even in the dire situation at the Water Mirror Palace, Ye Qingxuan had not used this Daoist Talisman.
Yet now, she was using it here.
"It’s just a Talisman... Miss Xuan’Er has fallen into danger several times because of me. Compared to my bond with her, a mere worldly object like this is nothing!"
Without a second thought, Ye Qingxuan activated the Fifth-tier Talisman.
VMMMM!
The Silver Talisman trembled lightly. The profound and abstruse runes on its surface lit up, transforming into a brilliant silver radiance.
Ripples spread through the void.
In an instant, Qin Xuan and Ye Qingxuan’s figures vanished.
Just as Qin Xuan disappeared...
CRACK!
Within Ten Thousand Bone Skull Ridge, a seemingly ordinary piece of white waxen clay, shaped like a seal, suddenly flew out from Liu Mobai’s robes.
The waxen lump transformed, turning into a silvery-white Talisman that burst into flames without a breeze.
"Such a dense spatial Dao Rhyme... Is that... a Fourth-Tier Great Transposition Talisman?"
Liu Mobai froze. He connected his Divine Sense to his Demon Child Token, performed a quick divination with his fingers, and his expression changed drastically.
"This is bad! A Nascent Soul Daoist Monarch has infiltrated the Holy Sect and escaped the mountain gates with Ye Qingxuan!"
"Send the order! Activate the Holy Sect’s grand array at once! Lock down all Spiritual Qi fluctuations within a thousand-li radius! Don’t even let a mosquito get out!"
...
「Meanwhile, at the ancestral hall of the Profound Cliff Du Family.」
The night was black as ink, with a cold moon hanging high in the sky.
The aging current Patriarch of the Profound Cliff Du Family, Du Haixian, was in a late-night discussion with a middle-aged Cultivator whose gaze was as sharp as a hawk’s.
If Qin Xuan were here, he would have definitely recognized the man.
It was Du Leishi, the Great Zhenren of the Purple Mansion Realm who had nearly killed him back during his Foundation Establishment Stage!
"Lei Shi, you are the last promising heir I have left—the one with the best hope of inheriting the family’s legacy."
Du Haixian spoke slowly, his voice heavy with the weariness of old age.
"From a Senior Sixth Grade Wude Lang to your current appointment as the Fifth-Grade General of the Far East, personally bestowed by His Majesty, you have fought your way up, earning remarkable merit. Your father... this family is proud of you."
Du Haixian tapped lightly on the armrest of his chair, producing a dull, rhythmic sound.
"However, the rank of general is not the final destination. You Province is a border territory, and the demon scourge has not yet been quelled. According to the Daqian Law and established precedent, to command the military power of a province and serve as an Imperial Envoy under the Senior Fourth-Grade Jiedu Envoy, one must be a Golden Core True Monarch."