mtlumby2d Chapter 548 The Little Qilin
Chapter 548 The Little Qilin
Zhao Shun sneered: "What a joke! A 'Scorpion' evil creature that steals someone else's name dares to claim to be the 'Heavenly Way'?"
"You...you guys actually found out?!"
Zhao Yucheng's illusory figure suddenly froze, and even the tone of his voice changed, sharp and revealing an undisguised panic.
Zhao Shun said no more, his aura surged, and his sword energy cleaved the phantom figure time and time again.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Wang Xinyao tried her best to maintain the flow of kindness points while nervously watching the battle situation on the other side.
She breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw that Zhao Shun had a firm advantage.
But they could feel the rapidly depleting energy in the ring space, and the increasingly faint breaths of Zhao Haoxuan and the other person.
Her heart leaped into her throat, and cold sweat beaded on her palms.
The battle lasted for two days and two nights.
Zhao Shun shattered Zhao Yucheng's illusory image once again—he had lost count of how many times he had destroyed it.
"You just wait... I won't let you get away with this!"
Zhao Yucheng let out a sharp, unwilling screech, and his illusory figure dissolved into the heavy rain.
On the other side, Zhao Haoxuan and Chen Qingfeng shuddered violently and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The spiritual energy gathered around them suddenly dissipated, and the two of them fell straight backward like puppets with broken strings!
"Father! Haoxuan!"
Wang Xinyao gasped in shock, stumbled and fell to her knees beside the two men. Her fingertips touched their cold wrists, and her heart sank instantly.
The two people were ashen-faced, their breaths so faint they were almost gone.
With trembling hands, she took out the golden pill from the ring and put it into their mouths, then used her remaining spiritual energy to help the medicine dissolve.
Until the faint heartbeat beneath my fingertips gradually became steady and strong.
She finally relaxed, her breath coming in jelly, and collapsed into the cold rain.
A wave of fear and exhaustion washed over her, leaving her breathless.
The rain continued to fall, carrying the scent of churning earth, as if trying to wash away the deep-seated pain of this land.
It took Wang Xinyao a while to recover.
She stood up and quickly checked on Zhao Haoxuan and Chen Qingfeng.
The Golden Elixir was indeed incredibly effective; the two of them slowly regained some color in their faces, though they remained unconscious.
She tenderly wiped the cold sweat and bloodstains from their foreheads with her sleeve, a wave of fear washing over her—this time it had truly been extremely dangerous.
If it weren't for the Emperor's grandfather blocking Zhao Yucheng, the rain-making spell would have been forced to be interrupted.
Father and Haoxuan might go astray in their cultivation, and the consequences would be unimaginable.
Zhao Shun withdrew his imposing manner and strolled over. Although his clothes were somewhat disheveled, his aura remained deep and powerful.
He glanced at the two unconscious people, then looked at the seemingly endless rain, and comforted them:
"Yao'er, don't worry, they are Immortal Venerables and Immortal Emperors, they will be fine."
Scorpio has suffered a significant blow this time, and it's unlikely he'll cause much of a stir on the day of his execution.
"Thank you, Grandfather." Wang Xinyao looked up and asked with concern, "Are you alright? That 'Scorpion' just now..."
"No need to worry, he is currently just Zhao Yucheng, not the 'Scorpio' after Li Lian's successful training, and he is no match for me."
Zhao Shun waved his hand, interrupting her worries, and his gaze fell on the slightly dull ring on her finger.
"Your consumption is the greatest; the reserves in the space are probably all gone in one day, aren't they?"
Wang Xinyao nodded. Now, apart from some common gold items, the spiritual spring and kindness points in the ring were almost exhausted.
But her eyes were clear, and she showed no remorse.
"It's worth it to get this rain. It's just..."
She looked at the city shrouded in rain, somewhat apprehensive: "I wonder how effective it will be, and whether everyone's physical condition will improve?"
"Yao'er, you have done your best in everything. Don't worry, things will turn out as we wish."
Zhao Shun patted her shoulder firmly and steadily: "Let's go back inside quickly. Your aunt and the others will wake up in a few hours."
The two of them worked together to carefully help Zhao Haoxuan and Chen Qingfeng down from the roof.
Back at the villa, Madam Yu was anxiously waiting at the door.
"How is it? Is everything okay?"
"My magical power was overdrawn, and I suffered some internal injuries. I've taken medicine and need to rest."
Wang Xinyao briefly explained, and the three of them together settled the two men into the guest room beds.
I can finally relax.
Wang Xinyao felt her eyelids trembling, while Zhao Haoxuan, who had been unconscious, suddenly woke up.
He instinctively pulled Wang Xinyao closer, his hot breath spraying onto the nape of her neck.
His voice was weak and indistinct: "...Xinyao...I want to...!"
That night, Wang Xinyao had a beautiful dream.
I dreamt of a golden dragon coiling high in the sky.
Before long, it transformed into a small Qilin and flew into her embrace.
Outside the window, torrential rain poured down, washing over houses, streets, and fields.
Rainwater gathers into streams, flowing along gullies towards the dried-up riverbed.
Gradually, the cracked earth began to moisten and heal.
Even the withered grass and trees seemed to tremble slightly in the rain, radiating a hidden yet vibrant life.
As dawn broke, many people had already gotten up.
In the city, despite the temporary disruption to traffic due to flooding, many residents went out onto their balconies.
Or look out the window and quietly watch this long-awaited downpour.
Some people reached out to catch the rainwater and put it in their mouths, feeling the long-lost coolness;
On the farm, some people even had tears in their eyes, murmuring, "It's finally raining."
They had no idea where the rain came from.
"Mom, my cousin will be back today. Now that the rain has stopped, you don't need to worry anymore!"
Xu Mei's voice reached Wang Xinyao's ears, waking her from her sleep.
She rubbed her eyes, picked up her phone, and was startled by the time on the screen.
It's already 10 a.m.
"Xinyao, good morning." Zhao Haoxuan also woke up and was looking at her affectionately.
Seeing that he had fully recovered, Wang Xinyao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as the two had changed their clothes and opened the door, Zhao Shun, Yu Niangzi, and Chen Qingfeng rushed in.
"Yao'er, Haoxuan, many plants outside are emitting spiritual energy. Does that mean we can cultivate on Earth from now on?" Madam Yu asked excitedly.
Zhao Haoxuan and Wang Xinyao quickly opened the window to check.
Sure enough, the previously withered flowers, plants, and trees had all come back to life, and the air was filled with a fresh and invigorating atmosphere.
"It seems this rain not only nourished the land but also activated the spiritual energy here," Zhao Haoxuan said with a smile.
Chen Qingfeng nodded: "Yao'er, now you don't have to worry about your aunt's health anymore. She will definitely live to be a hundred years old."
"Yes, let's go out quickly so Auntie won't worry. We'll have to say goodbye to them after today."
After Wang Xinyao finished speaking, the five of them walked together into the living room.
Before even entering the door, one could hear Xu Mei and Madam Yu excitedly discussing the brand-new view outside the window.
When Wang Jing saw them coming downstairs, she went to greet them.
"Yao'er, when did you get back?"
She held Wang Xinyao's hand and examined it carefully: "It rained so hard last night, you didn't get wet, did you? I hope you didn't catch a cold."