"What are you talking about? Where is he? Take me to find him right now!" Xi Yue said sternly.
Qinglong quickly stood up, grabbed Xiyue's arm, and with a flash of his body, he had taken her away from where she was.
When Xi Yue came to her senses, she found that she had arrived at the Wuqing Lingquan.
However, the Wuqing Spiritual Spring at this time had completely changed in appearance from the one in her memory.
The entire spiritual spring was surrounded by thick, impenetrable white fog, and this fog was so cold that one could feel it chilling to the bone just by standing beside it, let alone touching it.
Seeing Xi Yue coming, everyone except Qinglong, including Taotie, knelt down in front of her.
Everyone's eyes were red, filled with despair and regret.
The blood contract on his chest was telling them that Ji Mingyu's life was gradually coming to an end. It was not that his cultivation level had dropped by half, but that he was truly dead and his soul was torn apart.
At this moment, Xi Yue is the last straw they can grasp.
"Miss Xiyue, all the mistakes are ours. The master's feelings for you are real. Please save the master! Otherwise, the master will die. It's not that his cultivation will drop by half, but that he will die completely. The master will really die!"
"What did you say?!" Xi Yue grabbed Bai Hu's collar fiercely, her eyes almost spitting out flames, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could Ji Mingyu die?!"
Bai Hu's face was covered with tears, and he cried, "The power of the blood contract is slowly disappearing. We don't know what happened, but if this continues, the master will really die!"
Qinglong wiped away his tears and said, "Miss Xiyue, in order to give you an explanation, the master ignored the possible divine punishment and forced himself to go back to the past of his clone. If... if he finds out that Nangong Yu really deceived and used you, Miss Xiyue, he will completely sever this part of his soul, even if he has to endure pain and harm that ordinary people can't imagine."
"However, this kind of retrospection is aimless. Every time he traces back his soul, he has to endure a huge impact, but he may not be able to find Nangong Yu's past. He can only trace back again and endure the divine punishment again."
"This repeated retracing has disrupted his own destiny, and his soul has begun to fragment. This is why he can no longer suppress the Flowing Marrow Ice Prison, and it has erupted early. However, we originally thought that the Flowing Marrow Ice Prison would only take away half of the master's cultivation, but... but I don't know what went wrong. The master's life force is getting weaker and weaker, and it seems that his soul is about to be shattered!"
"Recalling Nangong Yu's past?" Xi Yue murmured, and the hand that was grabbing Baihu's collar loosened dejectedly. The whole person seemed to have been drained of strength, unable to move at all.
She covered her face with her hands, letting the hot tears wet her hands. The regret and worry in her heart finally washed away all her pride, willfulness and ruthlessness at this moment.
Ji Mingyu, that idiot, how stupid is he
He injured himself all over and caused the Ice Prison in his body to break out prematurely, all just to find out about his past with Nangong Yu and to give himself an explanation.
Ji Mingyu, is it worth it? Is it worth it for yourself
Xi Yue wiped away her tears, raised her head, and said in a deep voice: "You help to disperse the white mist for a while, I will go in to find him. Don't worry, I will never let him die!"
The girl's eyes were filled with an unprecedented light, like the brightest stars in the night sky, or like a flame that a moth flies towards. (To be continued)