Chapter 9: The Azure Dragon

  At the moment when Zhang Yu Fan's attention was diverted, a faint purple glow flashed on Jin Ping Er's body, and the purple blade once again pressed against his neck, with an icy chill already penetrating to the bone.

  "If you dare to reveal even a hint of what happened today, I, Jinpinger, will make sure you regret it!" Jinpinger's face was somewhat pale, but her tone remained undiminished.

  "Oh my goodness, what do you want me to do!" Zhang Yufan didn't care about all that, he felt that Jin Ping'er wouldn't take action against him, she just wanted to save face, if she wanted to make a move, why would she need to put the knife on his neck, she could have done it earlier when he was distracted.

  "Split up!" Jin Ping'er said angrily, uttering two words before putting away the Zi Mang Blade and heading towards the Poisonous Snake Valley alone.

  "Yangbiao is just Yangbiao, but the road you're taking is also where I'm going..." Zhang Yufan hadn't even finished speaking when he saw Jinping'er's slender body sway twice and fall to the ground. Although he wasn't used to girls being so stubborn, someone in trouble couldn't be ignored, after all.

  He quickly moved forward, holding the little girl in his arms, and only then did he realize that her left shoulder had been burned by the yellow clothes, and a large piece of skin on her chest was burnt. The rest of her clothes were tattered but only superficially injured. He was so badly hurt because he had suffered severe internal injuries during the fight.

  "It's not good, his injury is very serious, we need to find a secluded place to treat him!" Zhang Yu Fan muttered to himself, carrying Jin Ping Er towards a distant creek, unaware of why Jin Ping Er's delicate body didn't feel heavy but he somehow broke out in a cold sweat.

  As he was walking, his foot was suddenly pulled by something. Zhang Yufan was startled and looked down to find a human arm, and the person was still alive, but it was bloody and blurry. The white shirt had several green dragons on it, but the lower part of the legs were nowhere to be seen. He must have lost too much blood and was beyond salvation. It was probably left behind by those beastly demons brought by the witch earlier. But why did they only cut off his legs without taking his life immediately, making him suffer so much?

  He slowly placed the golden bottle under the big tree beside him, and helped the person up. The person's eyes, which had been unconscious, saw Zhang Yufan suddenly flash a hint of sharp light, and said with difficulty: "Ghost Li brothers, I didn't expect to see you before I die, I can also die with my eyes closed!"

  Zhang Yu Fan was shocked, this person actually had a relationship with Zhang Xiao Fan. Who would come to Nanjiang at this time? Looking at the blood-stained robe, he suddenly remembered that Zhang Xiao Fan wasn't entrusted by Qing Long to send Da Wu Shi's ashes back to Qi Li Dang? It was during that time when the beast demon rushed out of the Ten Thousand Great Mountains and clashed with him, and it was that flying snake that fought against him. The outcome was not mentioned in the book either.

  "Green... Green Dragon Brother..." Although he had nothing to do with the Green Dragon, the tragic scene in front of him still made Zhang Yu Fan's heart ache. He didn't dislike the Green Dragon; in "Xian Xia", he always felt that this person was a bit unusual, wandering between good and evil, yet having a loyal and righteous heart. Such people are respected wherever they go. What was he holding on for after being so severely injured? Was he waiting for him?

  "Ghostly brothers, I have a request... Please, you must inform the Ghost King Sect Master..." Qing Long's tone was extremely difficult.

  How could a dying Zhang Yu Fan say he wasn't Ghost Ji? Let's just fulfill his wish, he lowered his voice and pretended to be Ghost Ji, saying slowly: "Brother Qing Long, if there's something you want to say, then just say it. If not for your younger brother, you wouldn't have ended up like this!"

  "The Four Spirits Blood Formation is a formation of great calamity. Once the four spirits gather above the ancient demon king on the Fulong Cauldron, he will return to the world and open the Shura Realm. The person controlling the cauldron may have the power to destroy heaven and earth, but they will inevitably become a puppet, sacrificing countless lives... I also discovered this secret in the Witch Tribe's altar. My life is not long, I won't be able to see the Sect Master myself, only you can stop him!" As he spoke, his injuries worsened, and Qing Long's face turned even paler.

  As soon as this statement came out, even Zhang Yu Fan was shocked. He knew 70% of the matter of slaying the immortal, but he didn't know what was written after page 568. Originally, he thought that the Four Spirits Blood Formation was powerful, but unexpectedly, there was such a big secret hidden in the Fulong Cauldron. Once it was fully activated, it turned out that the blood formation was controlling people instead of people controlling the formation method. A chill ran from his spine to his toes.

  The Wu tribe's Heavenly Fire Legend, the mysterious witchcraft, the Incense Valley's Incense Jade Book, the Eight Trigrams Mysterious Fire Formation, the Tianyin Temple's Qiankun Reincarnation Disk, the Wordless Jade Pendant, the Qingyun's Ancient Remaining Volume, the Exterminating Immortal Sword, and the Heavenly Treasure Vault in the Death Swamp... what connection do they have among them? Perhaps there is a subtle connection amidst the mysterious workings of heaven and earth.

  "Brother Qing Long... you... don't worry..." Zhang Yu Fan choked with sobs, how could one not admire the loyalty of Qing Long who still thought of Gui Wang Zong at the moment of his death?

  Got a "ghostly" reply, Qinglong was relieved, Zhang Xiaofan is a man who says one and not two, he naturally put his heart at ease, his right hand slowly raised, and with difficulty said: "This Qiankun Qingguang seal I also can't take away, just leave it to you as a keepsake!" After saying that, he taught him the method of urging movement, then slowly closed his eyes.

  The sorrowful wind blows by, all things are in mourning, and a generation of heroes leaves this world, leaving behind only a heartfelt devotion to the Gui Wang Sect.

  "Brother Qinglong!" Although it was a brief encounter and a kind deception, Zhang Yu Fan was moved by this enthusiastic cry. If he had arrived in this world earlier, even if only for an instant, to have met such a friend would be something to be proud of. Such a person could die without regret for the sake of a promise or loyalty, his liver and brains splattered on the ground. He gazed up at the vast sky and let out a loud cry, as if questioning heaven why the world was treating them this way.

  A bleak wind blows, chilling the tears of someone. Someone's hands slowly dig a grave for someone else. The damp soil is mixed with countless threads of blood, this blood bears witness to whose true feelings.

  In the quiet forest, a new tomb without a tombstone appears so serene. Even if the owner of the tomb knew that the person who built it for him was a swindler, having found someone who understood him in life, he would still smile all the way to the afterlife.

  "Brother Qing Long, I'm not a ruthless ghost, but I'll definitely help you with what you've asked for!" Zhang Yu Fan gently rotated the Qian Kun Qing Guang ring, and his heart felt an inexplicable desolation. This farewell was so sudden and profound, a chance encounter and a few words had changed his fate forever.

  He glanced at Jin Ping'er, who was still in a coma, and felt that this world was changing because of his presence. Was it for the beauty, for Lu Xueqi, for Bi Yao, or even for Jin Ping'er, who treated him as a substitute? Who was the one he sought after, the love that could kill an immortal? Would Lu Xueqi fall in love with him? If Bi Yao were to come back to life, who would she love then? Zhang Yu Fan suddenly shook his head, just like what Jin Ping'er said, he was just a substitute, a mere substitute.

  She picked up Jin Bao'er and continued walking towards the edge of the small stream.

  The stream was crystal clear, and from time to time a small fish would dart out, indicating that there were living creatures in it and the water was not toxic. He cupped his hands and took a sip himself, confirming that it was indeed non-toxic before feeding some to Jinping'er. After drinking some of the clear water, Jinping'er's complexion improved significantly, with a hint of rosiness, but her vital energy remained weak.

  "I wonder if giving this girl some real energy would make her better, normally anyone who is human has the eight extraordinary meridians, what's wrong with these immortals, aren't they humans too?"

  Zhang Yu Fan slowly helped Jin Ping Er up, fearing that her weak body could not support itself. He specially found a few branches to gently prop up her body and then used the Jiu Yang Shen Gong's Zhong Yang Zhen Qi to gradually force out the stagnant poison in his body. The Jiu Yang Hu Ti is a true Buddhist method, and although there are countless branches of Buddhism in this era of exterminating immortals, none of them possess such an exquisite technique.

  Now it is even more effective on Jinpinger, the "Purple Mang Blade" she cultivates is a fierce and evil instrument of the utmost yin, has reached the realm of "纳阴归渊", merged with her own blood vessels as one body, but the cold yin energy is too strong, she also forced herself to cultivate, all her blood vessels were injured, originally her Tao had already reached its limit and could not be extended any further, but Zhang Yufan used this Jiyang Gongfa, not only saved her life, but also helped her Tao Fa cultivation greatly.

  With a "crack", the wooden stick on the left side of the golden bottle fell down, followed by the one on the right.

  She woke up, feeling two streams of heat flowing continuously into her body from behind. This warmth made her feel dry and thirsty, with a red face and ears, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable comfort. The heat made him feel connected to that person's blood vessels, as if their bodies were merged together.

  She suddenly felt something, and the man's hands directly touched her smooth back. Her clothes were pulled down, and she let out an instinctive cry. Her body moved, blocking Zhang Yufan's incoming true energy. The true energy rebounded, causing Zhang Yufan to grunt and fly backward, spitting out blood as he was seriously injured.

  "I'll hack you to pieces!" Jin Ping'er glared at his shoulders, suddenly enraged, the purple awl in her hand swelling up to more than twice its original size. At this moment, she had no time to ponder this astonishing change, her mind fixed on cutting down this scoundrel with one slash.