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Her exposed skin was marred by large patches of charred flesh, revealing bloody, raw meat beneath. The sight was horrifying. The dark mist surrounding her seemed to sense its master's pain, instinctively swirling around the woman to mend her wounds.
Quickly, the bleeding from her injuries began to stop, scabs forming as new skin grew. She had only gotten too close this time, singed by the golden light without truly being touched. Although the area of her wounds was extensive, the severity was not as great, and the healing process was much faster than that of her left hand.
Seeing this scene, Qi Xiao, who had been cast aside by the retreating dark mist, quietly shuffled backward. The woman did not notice his movement. He took two more steps back and then turned to flee rapidly. If he didn’t run now, when would he?
As for the words he hadn’t finished saying earlier? He could save them for another day.
The woman covered one eye and struggled to rise from the ground, raising her hand as if to command the dark mist to seize him. But this time, Qi Xiao was not so easily dealt with. The golden light that usually lay dormant within him could sometimes be summoned when needed.
Just like earlier, when he desperately wished for the golden light to come forth and save him, it had erupted forth, injuring the female demon. Now, he kept repeating in his mind that he needed the golden light again; a layer of it shimmered on his body’s surface, instantly dissolving the dark mist that approached him.
He summoned his magical artifact and quickly fled into the air, finding that the dark mist was forced back by the golden light and could not come near him.
Huh? Watching this unfold, Qi Xiao felt a surge of joy. What had he been worried about? With the essence granted by the Divine Dragon, he had nothing to fear from a demoness.
He smiled broadly and waved at the woman, indicating that their paths were fated to diverge here; he would take his leave first this time.
Furious, she pounded the ground in frustration. That damned kid! He was just relying on the protection of the Divine Dragon's essence and dared to gloat in front of her?
She glanced at the slumbering bud of the Worrying Lotus in the center of the city. With determination, she bit her left thumb until it bled and let two drops of blood fall onto the flower bud.
As those two drops soaked into the bud, they created a hauntingly beautiful sight.
Ha! You think you can escape? Dream on!
The blood seeped into the petals and flowed into the stem, causing the bud to swell and slowly bloom. In an instant, as if awakened from slumber, a strange fragrance wafted throughout the city.
At that moment, those once wilting Worrying Lotuses regained their vitality.
However, this time, they no longer concentrated their strength to resist the gate; instead, they surged upwards, eager to pull down the figure of Qi Xiao flying in the sky.
Seeing the green vines continuously spreading and the countless black lotus flowers below, Qi Xiao felt completely numb. Just how unlucky could he be to provoke this woman into such a ruthless action? Moreover, this female demon was unable to take the source directly and insisted on seizing it by force—wasn’t that just asking for trouble?
He could only tremble as he chanted spells, urging the magical barrier beneath him to rise higher and faster. As the blooming lotuses grew closer, Qi Xiao could even faintly smell their alluring fragrance. He covered his mouth and nose, gripping his dagger tightly in his hand. If anything went wrong, he would stab himself immediately.
In the next moment, the city gate shattered, and countless figures flew in. At that instant, Qi Xiao felt as if he had finally seen a glimmer of hope, tears of excitement welling up in his eyes. If they didn’t arrive soon, he would truly be finished!
“Master Qingxu! Elder Chang! Save me!”
“Don’t be afraid, just fly forward! We’ll hold them off for you!”
With that, several elders simultaneously formed hand seals and chanted spells. A series of magical attacks descended with a thunderous roar behind Qi Xiao, causing those relentless lotuses and vines chasing him to shrink back several feet.
Overjoyed, Qi Xiao immediately flew forward. Ji Linglong waved at him repeatedly, shouting for him to hurry!
He was on his way—he was getting there quickly. But in the next second, he clearly saw the look of terror on Ji Linglong’s face as she pointed behind him and shouted at the top of her lungs.
“Watch out!”
Before Qi Xiao could even process her warning or react, he was swallowed whole by a black lotus flower.
In an instant, silence enveloped the scene.
Ji Linglong stepped back cautiously on her flying sword, trembling as she asked, “What is this thing?”
The lotus flower before her was enormous—towering several stories high. The thin vines and smaller lotus flowers below surrounded it protectively.
Could this be its true form?
Master Qingxu’s expression grew serious as he slowly nodded.
“It seems so.”
They had indeed found the true body of the Yōumíng Lotus. As long as they destroyed it, they could avert disaster for the entire city—even if it meant turning this place into a ghost town.
The bad news was that it had swallowed Qi Xiao whole; his life or death remained unknown.
Elder Chang was nearly stomping his foot in frustration.
“Oh dear, this unfortunate boy—just when one wave subsides, another rises. Is he destined to be unlucky?”
Despite his mental fortitude, the two sect leaders behind him turned pale at this sight and nearly collapsed from shock.
"Master, are you alright?"
Song Maoyan, with the support of an elder, managed to steady himself. He coughed, his voice strained. "I just feel a bit short of breath."
They had recently learned the alarming news that the Demon Clan had emerged in the world, bringing great disaster, and they had found the destined child who could unravel this calamity. The bad news was that this destined child had been swallowed by a flower.
It felt as if they were repeatedly stabbing a sword into the hearts of both masters.
He turned to look at the other master. "Master Li, how do you feel right now?"
Li Jinyuan stretched his neck, confirming that he could still breathe. "I just feel like everything is going dark in front of me, as if I can't see the sun."
Song Maoyan was momentarily speechless. Master Li seemed to be even more affected than he was; he appeared somewhat delirious.
"Master Li, please take care of yourself! Even though hope seems lost, we must not give up!"
"My friend, you're overthinking it," Li Jinyuan replied. "Really overthinking it. I just feel a bit dizzy and my eyes are hot; perhaps the sun has burned them."
Elder Chang listened to the conversation behind him and felt something was off. Although Qi Xiao was indeed a decent fellow with some merits, he wasn't dead; there was no need for the two masters to act as if they had lost their parents.
If one didn't know better, they might think Qi Xiao was their disciple!
Hmph! Qi Xiao is a disciple of our Xiaoyao Sect—a rightful disciple!
Elder Chang turned around, his fingers pinched together as he pointed ahead. "Master, what are your plans now?"
Since this flower must be destroyed eventually, why not cleave it open with a sword and rescue the person inside?
"What you say aligns perfectly with my thoughts."
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