23: Chapter 23 One Thought Suppresses the Storm

Yu Lingshuang looked toward Ling Hao. The power contained within this Spiritual Qi storm had reached the Golden Core level! With her current cultivation at the Foundation Establishment Stage, she was completely unable to suppress it; she could only look to Sect Master Ling Hao.

As she turned her head, she discovered that Ling Hao's gaze was focused on a certain woman below. Yu Lingshuang couldn't help but concentrate her gaze as well.

"This... what a strong will!"

Even with Yu Lingshuang's experience, she couldn't help but be shocked by Du Yuqing's tenacious perseverance, which seemed almost like burning her own life away.

This woman seemed not to know what fear or death was!

Just as that deadly mass of erosion qi was about to swallow Du Yuqing, the space around her fluctuated slightly, and Ling Hao's figure appeared out of thin air!

He leaned over and gently gathered the battered Du Yuqing into his arms in a bridal carry.

Du Yuqing struggled to open her heavy eyelids, and Ling Hao's face was reflected in her blurred vision.

"It's... you..."

She recognized him; it was the person who had saved her from the Shuimu Pavilion Disciples last time.

"The... erosion qi mass..."

She used her last bit of strength to warn him, her voice as faint as a mosquito's hum.

The next moment, her weakly widened eyes were filled with unbelievable astonishment! She saw that within three feet of Ling Hao, the wind was calm and the waves were still; the erosion qi could not invade!

That scarlet mass of erosion qi, which was enough to make a Foundation Establishment Cultivator fall instantly, hit an invisible wall of sighs, churning violently but unable to advance even an inch! An absolute Domain protected the two of them.

"Look! The Spiritual Qi storm... is shrinking!"

In the distance, an unbelievable exclamation erupted from the crowd that had escaped death. Those Cultivators and Mortals who had fled further away heard the sound and turned back, witnessing a miraculous scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

In the center of that terrifying storm that connected heaven and earth and seemed to want to devour the world, a small yet incomparably imposing figure stood tall.

The entire violently raging Spiritual Qi storm, as if caught by the throat by an invisible hand, began to shrink rapidly, collapsing continuously!

The world-destroying momentum decayed rapidly, and the swirling Five Elements turbulence and erosion qi dissipated like a receding tide.

In just a few breaths, that desperate Chaos behemoth obediently turned into nothingness before Ling Hao, leaving behind only a few specks of colorful light like dust!

"You..."

Du Yuqing still wanted to say something, but a strong sense of weakness and security intertwined and washed over her, and she could no longer hold on, fainting away.

The storm dissipated completely, and a few nail-sized fragments floated in place. The colors on the fragments were multicolored, crystal clear like glaze, and a unique power vaguely radiated from them.

Ling Hao reached out and grabbed the air, and the fragments automatically flew into his palm.

"Dao fragments?"

He took a brief look and then put them into his storage ring.

Holding the unconscious Du Yuqing, Ling Hao's figure flashed and returned to Yu Lingshuang's side above Liuling Town.

"Let's go, back to the sect."

Yu Lingshuang's gaze fell on Du Yuqing, and a flash of surprise crossed her cold, clear eyes!

For this woman to persist in the storm until now, her willpower could be called terrifying!

Even if she only had a Yellow-grade Spiritual Root, based solely on this determination, she would surely achieve great things in the future!

"It's the Sect Master of Moon Shadow Sect!"

In the ruins of Liuling Town, someone finally recognized Ling Hao's identity and exclaimed.

"Heavens! It was the Sect Master of Moon Shadow Sect who quelled the storm?! He... he actually possesses such heaven-defying means!"

"Many thanks to the Sect Master of Moon Shadow Sect for saving our lives! If not for the Sect Master's intervention, we would surely have died today!"

"Thank you, Immortal, for your intervention! You allowed us to survive!"

An old man knelt on the ground excitedly, tears streaming down his face.

"Thank you, Sect Master Ling!"

"The great kindness of the Moonshadow Sect will never be forgotten!"

In an instant, above the ruins, the cries of those who had survived the disaster turned into earth-shaking shouts of gratitude!

Countless surviving Cultivators and Mortals, whether they knew him or not, kowtowed toward the air in Ling Hao's direction from the bottom of their hearts!

Most of the people in Liuling Town now were low-level Cultivators and Mortals who were destined to be turned into powder in this destructive storm. It was Ling Hao who gave them a second life!

"I remember twenty years ago, Jiuling City also encountered a Spiritual Qi storm, and the scale wasn't even as large as this one!"

In the crowd, a weathered voice rang out with indignation.

"Jiuling City? Isn't the Green Leaf Sect nearby?"

Someone immediately asked.

"Green Leaf Sect? Heh!"

That person sneered, full of sarcasm,

"The Green Leaf Sect closed their mountain gates at the first moment, activated the great formation, and hid inside like turtles! They watched helplessly as the storm raged; Jiuling City was almost razed to the ground, and countless Cultivators and Mortals were killed or injured!"

"Then... weren't there any Green Leaf Sect Disciples in Jiuling City?"

Someone asked, puzzled.

"There were! But what use was that?"

Another person nearby chimed in, their tone icy,

"The Green Leaf Sect only cared about themselves; they didn't even care about the life or death of their own Disciples! Those unlucky ones were just left to fend for themselves, just like ordinary Cultivators!"

...

Du Yuqing slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was an unfamiliar bed canopy.

"You're awake? How does your body feel?"

A crisp voice came from the side; a beautiful young girl was looking at her with concern.

"My body... should be fine now."

Du Yuqing propped herself up to sit, shaking her still-dizzy head; her previous memories gradually became clear—that terrifying storm, and the face of the figure who saved her.

This face gradually overlapped with the person who had saved her from the two Shuimu Pavilion Disciples last time.

"Many thanks for your care, Miss."

Chi Wanhe waved her hand,

"It's a small matter!"

"May I ask where the Immortal is?"

"Immortal?"

Chi Wanhe tilted her little head, then suddenly realized.

"Oh, you mean my Revered Master. Revered Master is in the courtyard right now. Hey, what are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, Du Yuqing immediately threw off the quilt covering her and was about to get out of bed.

"I want to find the Immortal to thank him for saving my..."

As she threw off the quilt, Du Yuqing felt a chill. She looked down abruptly and was shocked to realize that she was not wearing a single stitch of clothing.

Du Yuqing let out a low cry, a flush instantly flying onto her face, and she hurriedly crossed her arms over her chest and curled up.

"My clothes..."

Chi Wanhe looked away, her little face turning red.

"Your original clothes were all tattered, so I... helped you take them all off."

Du Yuqing was extremely embarrassed,

"But I... don't have any extra clothes."

"Then you can wear mine first."

Behind the screen, after a rustling sound, Du Yuqing did not come out for a long time.

Chi Wanhe asked curiously.

"What's wrong? Haven't you finished changing yet?"

A shy voice came from behind the screen.

"The clothes... seem a bit tight."

"Tight?"

Chi Wanhe looked down at her own petite figure and muttered softly,

"With a figure like yours, of course it's tight..."