73: Chapter 73 The End

Admittedly, a second-realm swordsmanship cultivation indeed had a chance to injure a high-level Foundation Establishment expert.

Just like a child holding a sharp dagger truly has a chance to hurt an adult, but what if that adult is Spider-Man?

Strength, speed, and reflexes were simply not on the same level; the gap was far too vast.

At this moment, your divine sense completed its transformation, and both your perception and train of thought felt reborn.

You felt that your previous self was like a "moron", not to say your IQ had increased by much, but rather that your problem-solving speed had accelerated immensely, much like replacing a bicycle with a car.

This was also the main reason why high-level cultivators could simultaneously execute multiple methods or magical treasures during battles, and handle more complex high-level formations, elixirs, or restrictions.

The divine sense range of an ordinary early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was about ten times that before the breakthrough, which was a distance of around one thousand meters. As for you, having consumed multiple spirit-nourishing fruits, it reached a terrifying three thousand meters!

It even surpassed most Foundation Establishment Mid-Stage cultivators.

"Sister Qianqian!"

Just as you were immersed in the pleasure of gaining formidable power, a figure assaulted through the air, throwing herself straight into your arms.

The corners of your lips curled up slightly as you reached out to catch the person.

A happy event brings a refreshing spirit; having a soft, fragrant beautiful maiden throw herself into your arms right after emerging from seclusion could be considered a decent perk.

At this moment, you found everyone pleasing to the eye. Even Bai Shouzhuo, the murderer who had killed you before, did not look as hateful as before.

After all, this time you once again had plenty of time to spend on cultivation; there was no need to ruin your wonderful youth for a mere mortal enemy~

Right at this moment, your gaze happened to meet Bai Shouzhuo looking over, and you playfully blinked at him.

The tacit understanding between you instantly made his old face flush. After a light cough, he imperceptibly nodded at an extremely fast speed.

However, hemp ropes always break at their thinnest parts, and misfortune always singles out the destitute.

Your life was truly bitter.

Seven days later, you had just stabilized your Foundation Establishment cultivation and were meditating and contemplating inside your room.

Now that you had reached Foundation Establishment, it was time to plan for your cultivation method.

But at this moment, you were somewhat undecided whether to plot for the Hehuan Cultivation Method first, or obtain the subsequent manual of the Xuantian Sword Scripture first.

"It seems you have not listened to a single word of this seat at all."

A cold voice suddenly rang in your ear. Your figure stiffened, and you hurriedly looked around, yet you did not even see half a shadow.

At this moment, a stream of red light flew out from between your brows. That familiar figure in a red dress was hovering about a zhang in front of you, except her figure was somewhat illusory.

"Senior Sister, you are here~"

You raised a sweet smile, attempting to move the other party with your beauty.

"Drink it!"

She glanced at you coldly, her tone leaving no room for refusal.

You gritted your teeth as a thousand-mile escape talisman slid into your palm, and you activated it instantly without hesitation.

Before disappearing, you seemed to see a sneer curl up at the corner of the mouth of the other party.

"Hoo~"

After a bout of world-spinning dizziness, you landed in an unfamiliar mountain col. Just as you breathed a sigh of relief, that devilish voice rang in your ear once again.

"Keep running."

"Sister, I was wrong!"

Your biggest advantage as a person was knowing how to read the room.

Knowing that you could not escape her palm, you did not say another word, took out the jade bottle, tilted your head, and drank down the scarlet liquid in one gulp.

"Very good, now hurry back."

Your heart tightened; this woman was definitely plotting against Bai Shouzhuo, otherwise why would she insist on returning to that godforsaken border town?

But the information you grasped in your hands was far too little.

What was that bottle of red liquid? Why did she want to scheme against the lord of a remote minor city, and what secret was Bai Shouzhuo hiding?

At this moment, you were like a butterfly trapped in a spider web, unable to struggle or escape, and could only passively await the arrival of fate.

Sigh~

You sighed inwardly, and the joy of breaking through instantly dissipated by more than half.

To truly attain carefree freedom, Foundation Establishment was still far from enough!

...

You did not fly through the air, but instead walked slowly toward Bailu City. You did not know whether Feng Qianyue was still there or not, and she did not speak out to urge you either.

After walking for a long time, you found tonight's moonlight exceptionally bright, yet it seemed to be veiled with a layer of blood-red color.

No! It really was veiled with a layer of blood-red color.

Every hair on your body stood on end, your spine grew cold, and your ominous premonition grew increasingly intense.

"Pfft~"

An arm had at some point pierced straight out through your chest, its palm fiercely clutching a bright red heart that was still beating.

You stiffly turned your body around to find a familiar yet unfamiliar man before your eyes.

He was familiar because the appearance of this person was identical to Bai Shouzhuo, and unfamiliar because the aura of this person had undergone earth-shattering changes, with a strength that was also worlds apart.

At least, a Foundation Establishment cultivator was absolutely incapable of making you completely unaware of it.

"Chi!"

The next instant, that arm cleanly and decisively pulled out along with your heart.

"Cough, cough!"

You stumbled a few steps, leaned against a giant boulder, and then slowly slid down to sit on the ground, violently choking out a few mouthfuls of fresh blood as your white clothes instantly dyed blood-red.

The vitality of a Foundation Establishment cultivator was extremely formidable; even if their heart was shattered, they could persist for a period of time, but under the current scene...

You were probably not going to survive.

Since you had made this judgment, you forcibly suppressed the monstrous killing intent in your heart and gazed infatuatedly at the person before you just like this.

Even when treated this way, there was still not a trace of hatred in your eyes, only regret and reluctance to part.

"Shouzhuo..."

As soon as these two words left your mouth, you clearly saw a slight ripple in the deep gaze of Bai Shouzhuo.

"Hehe~"

The corners of your blood-stained lips managed to pull out a smile, your pretty face appearing exceptionally pale and fragile due to blood loss.

"Qianqian does not blame you; Qianqian just hates to leave Husband."

As you spoke, you reached out wanting to grab the hem of the clothes of the other person, but due to exhaustion, your hand finally dropped slowly onto the ground.

After receiving no reply for a long time, you seemed to finally despair, slowly closing your eyes as two lines of crimson bloody tears slowly slid down the corners of your eyes...

"Sigh~"

A sigh rang in your ear, and you painstakingly opened your eyes, meeting a pair of eyes carrying a hint of familiarity.

"You are deeply unreconciled."

His voice was calm, as if narrating a fact, and his hand was still holding your still-beating heart.

"On... Only Qianqian wants to know why..."

Your voice grew lower and lower.

Bai Shouzhuo was silent for a moment, then softly uttered a sentence that caused monstrous waves to rise in your heart.

"The true name of this seat is Feng Qiange."