I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 324 Danxi's Gift (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Yunzhan Pass, outside the city wall.

After a great battle, Bai Shengjie wanted to treat Chu Qianji, but Chu Qianji stubbornly covered the wound in his abdomen that had been pierced, bleeding all the way, and only fainted when he reached Jiang Yi.

Qi Tian's body was covered in horrific injuries. When he saw that Bai Shengjie couldn't catch up with Chu Qianji and was coming towards him, Qi Tian, ​​who had been lying on the ground groaning a moment ago, jumped up and ran away. He only fell back down and started groaning again when he reached Jiang Yi.

For the past six months, Bai Shengjie has been part of their team. Those who have experienced Bai Shengjie's treatment would rather die than experience it a second time.

Xiao Jue, who had lost an arm, was trying to establish his persona and was immersed in his dream of becoming a one-armed hero in the future when Bai Shengjie caught him red-handed and stuck a needle into him, rendering him immobile.

"Little medicine."

Bai Shengjie gave a soft call, and the little white monkey on his shoulder jumped down, licked Xiao Jue's blood, turned and ran to the place where the corpses were piled up, found an arm among them, and handed it to Bai Shengjie with a squeak.

Xiao Jue's face turned pale. "Bai Shengjie, what are you trying to do? I've already thought of a name for myself. I advise you not to ruin my plans."

I advise you not to be ungrateful!

Xiao Jue was about to shout again when Bai Shengjie threw a pill into his mouth, and Xiao Jue's eyes rolled back as he fainted.

"Little Yao, this looks like a woman's arm."

Zhizhi?

"Forget it, as long as it works, nothing else matters except life and death."

Xiao Jue: (TдT)
……

Zhao Cangyun went to settle the demon tribesmen, while Jiang Yi treated Chu Qianji and Qi Tian's injuries.

"Ayi, how much longer will this war last? I want to go home. I miss my mother, my father, and my sisters. I want to eat stewed meat, roast duck, and braised noodles..."

Shen Puning sat next to Jiang Yi. In just half a year, this chubby girl who was always like a little sun had lost weight and her smile had faded. She was sobbing and hugging Baozhu, crying.

Xin Wushuang remained silent, the light in her eyes gone, as she slowly fed Wanli healing pills and groomed its feathers.

Jiang Yi didn't know how much longer the fight would last, but she had a feeling that this demonic tide was different.

Shen Puning suddenly saw Cang Qingyue sitting alone under the city wall, hugging her knees and staring blankly like a wooden figure. Shen Puning walked over and sat down next to Cang Qingyue.

"If you want to cry, then cry. There's nothing shameful about crying. If you keep it inside, it will only create inner demons, and those demons will have died in vain."

Cang Qingyue slowly raised her head and met Shen Puning's miserable face with two lines of tears. Without saying a word, Shen Puning stuffed the pearl into Cang Qingyue's arms.

"It's warm to hold."

Baozhu wasn't wearing armor, and the rough hair on her body pricked Cang Qingyue's hands. She couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears.

"Your pig is prickly, my wolf... my wolf fur is soft... Howling Moon..."

Shen Puning and Cang Qingyue cried louder and louder, and the cultivators around them who had lost their dearest friends and loved ones also silently turned their heads away and wiped away their tears.

Born in Beixuan, how unfortunate it is, yet such true friendship in times of hardship may not be found elsewhere.

After guarding the city all night, there was no sign of the demonic tide returning. The cultivators split into three groups and returned to the city to rest.

Jiang Yi and his team were not seriously injured and were left outside the city to carry out patrol duties until they were relieved at night.

As soon as they returned to the inn, they received an order from the sect leader.

Shen Puning, Xin Wushuang, Shang Shixu, Chu Qianji, Cang Qingyue, Xiao Jue, and Feng Wuhen were ordered to return to their sect immediately.

"Why am I not included?" Qi Tian asked, puzzled.

In addition to the sect's orders, Qi Tian also received a family letter. Chu Qianji told Qi Tian to read the letter, and sure enough, the Qi family wanted Qi Tian to return to the family as soon as possible.

All that was left were Jiang Yi and Zhuang Chengxuan.

Chu Qianji said, "I just saw that Bai Shengjie, Mo Ling, Mo Liao, Yan Kongqing, and Xiao Qinghuang have also received orders to return to their sects."

"What's wrong?" Shen Puning asked, puzzled.

Jiang Yi and Chu Qianji exchanged a glance, while Shang Shixu frowned in thought. The three of them were the first to react.

Jiang Yi casually said, "It should be an early rotation so you can go back and rest. This is the usual practice. Junior Brother Chu, tomorrow you should take everyone back as soon as possible, and bring Zhuang Chengxuan along too. If anyone asks, just say it was me who said it." Zhuang Chengxuan looked blank, still unaware that he had not been chosen by the sect.

……

At night, Jiang Yi lay alone in her room with her eyes closed, neither cultivating nor sleeping.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, her master and Xuan Hui appeared in her room together.

Jiang Yi stood up and asked immediately, "Has the situation in Beixuan reached the point where evacuation is necessary?"

Danxi froze. "You silly girl, instead of properly greeting your master, you come up and ask such an unlucky question. I even brought you a gift."

Jiang Yi didn't even glance at Xuan Hui or the box in his arms, and continued to press, "What exactly went wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?"

Danxi sat down at the table and sighed, "Yes, you can, but your cultivation level is not high enough; you're far from it."

Xuan Hui walked over and placed the box heavily on the table. "I told you to cultivate properly every day, but you wouldn't listen and slept all day. It's still me who can help Your Excellency in crucial moments!"

Jiang Yi didn't have time to argue with Xuan Hui. "How much longer can we hold out?"

"A year, but that's the worst-case scenario. If things improve, everything will be fine."

Jiang Yi sat down to calm herself down. She knew there was nothing she could do to help, and there was no point in rushing.

"Master, have you come to Yunzhan Pass to personally guard this place and have everyone else withdraw and prepare to leave Beixuan?"

Danxi chuckled, "It's so easy talking to you, girl."

As she spoke, Danxi glanced at Xuanhui. On the way here, Xuanhui kept asking her all sorts of questions, and she had to explain them for ages, which was exhausting.

Danxi accepted the tea offered by Jiang Yi. "Ten Nascent Soul cultivators will jointly support the Ten Directions Heavenly Net Array. Over the next year, the array will directly resist the demonic tide, buying time for the people of the Nine Immortal Sects to evacuate. However, before that, I hope you will form your core as soon as possible."

"In this way, if an accident occurs on the way to Dongzhou, you will be able to handle it. After all, the journey is long and the boundless sea is extremely dangerous. Your master can no longer accompany you and protect you. You will have to go on your own."

Jiang Yi's heart tightened. "Aren't you leaving?"

Danxi took a sip of tea. "Of course I have to leave, but as the leader of the Immortal Alliance, I must stay until the very last moment before I can leave, otherwise the morale of the army will be unstable."

Jiang Yi wanted to say something, but ultimately swallowed her words.

"Okay, I can start forming my core now."

Danxi raised her hand and poked Jiang Yi's forehead. "How dare you talk such nonsense! The formation of the Golden Core is not something to be taken lightly. Last time you formed a high-grade Golden Core, this time you must form a Heaven-grade one. Otherwise, how can I hold my head high in front of your mother? Alright, let's take a look at what I've prepared for you."

Danxi gave him a meaningful look, and Xuanhui tossed a storage bag into Jiang Yi's arms in a huff.

"Inside here is a piece of Gang Sha Lei Jing, three high-grade Bing Xin Dan, three high-grade Jie Jin Dan, five thousand high-grade spirit stones belonging to the five elements, and a set of 'Hua Jie Array' array plate to resist lightning tribulations."

As he spoke, Xuanhui straightened his back and pointed at himself.

"And I'm here specifically to protect you and help you form your core and overcome your tribulation!"

Danxi opened the wooden box on the table. "Of course, the most important thing is this: the Heavenly Gang Magic Sword you wanted."

The sword in the box has an ink-black blade, made primarily of bamboo yet possessing the texture of jade, deep and profound. Golden bamboo patterns are subtly visible along the spine, formed from the energy of Geng metal, its sharpness concealed, yet harboring deadly intent.

It contains a thousand-year-old peach wood core, possessing pure yang energy to dispel evil. It is wrapped in meteorite iron from celestial bodies, as cold and hard as ice, yet it does not exhibit any malevolent aura due to the gentle nurturing effect of the peach wood. The hilt is inlaid with black and gold, shaped like a bamboo joint ring, and engraved with celestial star patterns, drawing upon the killing energy of the Big Dipper.

Jiang Yi ran his fingers along the sword, and faint sounds of wind and thunder reached his ears, like the raging waves of a bamboo forest and the fluttering of golden leaves.

Danxi explained to Jiang Yi, "This sword can be considered my masterpiece. It is made of wood with gold in the center, combining strength and gentleness. The body is made of black bamboo, which is untainted by dust and wards off all evil. The edge is made of gold leaf, which can cut through magic like tearing silk. The soul is made of peach wood, which can suppress evil spirits and soothe the soul. The spirit is made of meteorite iron, which is indestructible."

"Besides, when I was forging this sword, I had a little selfish motive. Try picking it up and swinging it."

Danxi watched with expectant eyes as Jiang Yi reached out, grabbed the hilt, took the sword out of the box, stood up, took two steps back, and flicked it gently.

The sword suddenly disintegrated, like a dragon awakening, breaking and reforming into a long black whip.

The golden leaf phantoms formed from the metal element fluttered down as the whip moved, drawing sharp streaks of light in the air.

(End of this chapter)