601: Lu Xueqi (78)

The sound of howling wind filled his ears, mixed with Bi Yao's faint groans and Lu Xueqi's almost inaudible, rapid breathing.

He endured the tearing pain in his Divine Soul and the exhaustion of his body, desperately mobilizing the last trace of meager Spiritual Qi remaining in his Dantian.

His Golden Core was dim and lusterless, and even fine cracks had appeared on its surface.

But he had to do something; otherwise, falling from such a height in their current state, the three of them would surely die.

He tried to communicate with the reincarnation mirror, but the ancient mirror was like a stubborn rock, completely unresponsive. The cracks on its surface looked like scars, recounting the previous carnage.

Helpless, Su Han could only rely on instinct, holding Lu Xueqi and Bi Yao tightly against him, using his back to face the increasingly near and distinct outline of the mountains below.

He closed his eyes, preparing to meet the impact.

However, the anticipated shattering impact did not arrive immediately.

During the descent, they seemed to pass through an invisible, resilient barrier.

The barrier rippled slightly, sending out circles of waves that greatly cushioned their downward momentum.

Immediately following this, a thick, almost palpable fragrance of grass and wood, mixed with the earthy smell of soil, rushed towards them.

Thud!

The three crashed heavily onto a thick layer of fallen leaves that had accumulated over countless years.

The immense impact made Su Han's throat turn sweet, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. His vision went black, and he completely lost consciousness.

He didn't know how long he was unconscious.

Su Han was awakened by a crisp birdsong and a moist, rough sensation.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and what greeted his sight was an overwhelming expanse of deep green that blotted out the sky.

The towering ancient trees were lush, and vines like giant pythons coiled and hung down. Sunlight could only squeeze through the gaps in the leaves, forming hazy beams of light.

The air was filled with Spiritual Qi so dense it was almost liquid—more than ten times richer than at the Black Witch Village!

But at this moment, he had no mind to sense any of this.

Because he saw a massive exotic beast, shaped like a moose but with crystalline jade antlers growing from its head, curiously sniffing the unconscious Lu Xueqi lying beside him with its wet, glistening nose.

Su Han was greatly alarmed and wanted to get up, but he found that his bones felt dislocated, his Spiritual Qi was depleted, and moving even a single finger was incredibly difficult.

The Jade Antler Deer seemed to sense that he was awake. It lifted its head, looked at him with a pair of clear, large eyes, showing no trace of ferocity, but rather a hint of intelligence.

It gently nudged Lu Xueqi's arm with its antlers, then let out two soft chirps before turning and disappearing into the depths of the dense forest with elegant steps.

Su Han breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed this exotic beast held no malice.

He painstakingly turned his neck to survey his surroundings.

They had landed deep within an ancient forest, with a thick, soft layer of humus beneath their feet.

Lu Xueqi and Bi Yao lay beside him; although their breathing was faint, it was relatively steady.

A leather pouch at Bi Yao's waist was slightly open, and several brightly colored Gu worms had crawled out, crawling vigilantly around her, seemingly protecting their master on their own initiative.

Su Han's gaze finally settled on his own chest.

The damaged reincarnation mirror lay quietly against his heart. He felt a cold, rough sensation. The faint connection between them still existed, but the Mirror Spirit seemed to have fallen into its deepest slumber.

The new crack on the mirror's surface made his heart clench.

He attempted to circulate the basic methods of the Chaos Reincarnation Scripture, drawing in the surrounding dense Spiritual Qi.

As soon as the Cultivation Technique began to operate, the surrounding Spiritual Qi surged into his dried-up Meridians and Dantian like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

The speed was far greater than before!

The Spiritual Qi in this place was not only rich but also seemed to possess an ancient, primitive, and easily absorbable characteristic.

His depleted Golden Core greedily swallowed the Spiritual Qi like dry land encountering timely rain, and the cracks on its surface began to repair themselves at a slow pace.

Traces of cool airflow nourished his damaged Meridians and Divine Soul, bringing back a small amount of strength.

Su Han felt slightly relieved. With such abundant Spiritual Qi here, it was extremely beneficial for them to recover their injuries.

He managed to prop up his upper body and first checked on Lu Xueqi's condition.

Lu Xueqi's face was as pale as paper, her breath faint, her internal Spiritual Power almost completely exhausted, and the fluctuations of her Divine Soul were very dim.

The tianya divine sword was stuck in the mud beside her, its spiritual light restrained.

Su Han carefully placed his hand on her back, channeling the small amount of barely recovered Spiritual Power, mixed with his own gentle Origin essence, slowly into her body.

At the same time, he whispered, "Xue Qi, Xue Qi..."

Perhaps it was the nourishment of the Spiritual Power, or perhaps it was the familiar calling, but Lu Xueqi's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Her gaze was initially somewhat confused and unfocused, but it gradually sharpened when she saw Su Han's concerned face.

"Su Han... Where are we...?" Her voice was weak and hoarse.

"We escaped; we are temporarily safe," Su Han said, holding her cold hand, trying to keep his voice steady. "This seems to be an unknown mountain range; the Spiritual Qi is very dense."

Lu Xueqi nodded slightly, attempting to sit up, but her body was weak.

"Don't move, recuperate properly first," Su Han pressed her down. "Your Spiritual Power and Divine Soul are too severely overdrawn."

At this moment, Bi Yao on the other side also let out a faint moan and woke up.

Her condition was slightly better than Lu Xueqi's; after all, a Gu Master's physical constitution and recovery ability were stronger.

As soon as she woke up, she instinctively reached for her waist. Feeling that the few natal Gu worms protecting her were safe, she let out a sigh of relief.

"Cough, cough... I almost thought we were done for this time," Bi Yao struggled to sit up, looking around. Even the fatigue and astonishment on her charming face could not be hidden. "Such dense Spiritual Qi! What kind of place is this? It feels... very ancient, very primitive."

Su Han shook his head: "I don't know. The reincarnation mirror randomly teleported us here. The priority now is to recover our injuries as quickly as possible and ascertain whether the surrounding environment is safe."

None of the three were ordinary people; they all knew the importance of maintaining their condition in an unfamiliar environment.

They immediately put aside any further talk, each taking out a Medicinal Pill to consume, sitting cross-legged, and beginning to circulate their powers with full effort to heal their injuries.

Su Han carefully stored the reincarnation mirror close to his body and also immersed himself in Cultivation.

The Chaos Reincarnation Scripture was indeed a supreme ancient technique; supported by the dense Spiritual Qi here, its circulation speed far surpassed normal.

His damaged Meridians and Golden Core, as well as his overused Divine Soul, were all recovering at a considerable rate.

At the same time, he could feel that the reincarnation mirror on his chest was also passively absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Qi. The edges of the cracks on the mirror's surface seemed to flash with extremely faint spiritual light, as if it were self-repairing, although the speed was frustratingly slow.

Time flowed quietly by in the silent Cultivation.

The light in the forest gradually dimmed; night was approaching.

Various strange beast roars and insect chirps began to sound, indicating that this mountain range was not peaceful.

Suddenly, Bi Yao, who was healing, snapped her eyes open and whispered, "Something is approaching! Quite a few of them, and very fast!"

As a Gu Master, her perception of living creatures' auras was the most acute.