novelhk Chapter 142: A promising future for the poor sword nun master x a mortal body, a lonely and taciturn
Chapter 142: A promising future for the poor sword nun master x a mortal body, a lonely and taciturn
But now her life is facing threats, and she can no longer be happy that her mission indicators are met.
After being in this world for so long, she finally reached the second half of the quest progress, but the sky told her that she was going to die...
The little life in her belly, her daughter, she originally wanted her to practice sword with her, so that she could become the most enviable, free and unrestrained woman in the world of immortal cultivation.
It was her baby. But even now, it was only a little over a month old… If she really couldn't survive, then I'm afraid the mission would be a complete failure.
It was almost a foregone conclusion... Ling Ji left, and she didn't know if Ling Ji could do it.
She believed him in her heart, but her conscious mind told her over and over again how difficult it was.
Three months... not half a year, not a year, but three months, to search for the rarest thing in the world.
In the endless winter of the desolate land, where no grass grows and the blanket of snow is not merely beautiful, it chills her to the bone. She had been there once with her parents when she was young, and she knew just how cold it was...
The warm sunlight outside the window shone on her body. Yun Qian reached out her hand and tried to touch the warm light...
She felt a little more comfortable and more sleepy. As she thought about it, she could no longer hold on and fell asleep again.
The small, pale yellow ball of light bounced around like that, looking at its host. It hoped she was alright... Through its perspective, it could see the wound inside her body, a wound that constantly emitted a fiery aura and billowed with black mist...
Xia Jin was freed from the puppetry by the white-bearded elder. Later, Yun Qian learned that the white-bearded elder had just returned from his wanderings and had no interest in ascending to heaven, so he hadn't continued to strive for improvement... He had been traveling and enjoying the scenery, and that night, it really happened that he had returned...
After all, in her two hundred years of memory, she really couldn't find any trace of this person.
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Ling Ji on the other side.
The boy was covered in heavy snow and was unconscious for two days. He should have died.
But somehow, he crawled out again. The moment he opened his eyes, his heart was beating like a drum.
He wondered how long he had been unconscious. He was afraid that time would pass quickly and that Yun Qian would not be able to wait for him.
Unable to think any further, he hurriedly pushed himself forward and continued on his way.
Fortunately, fortunately there is a seven-petal lotus in the endless winter, which can record time. The boy counted the leaves falling from it, and his heart finally settled a little.
During the two days he was unconscious, he dreamed of his master again... It was a terrifying dream. His master was lying on a sickbed, coughing up blood. His eyes were filled with sorrow as he looked at him. He called out to him, Ling Ji, and told him to go back... and stop looking...
The boy's brows were tightly furrowed. In his dream, he couldn't get over it, and couldn't speak...
In the last moment of the dream, he tried his best to break through the obstacles and finally said that sentence.
Wait for me, Master, wait for me.
……
Even with his eyes closed, he could still recall the past. He would not give up...
The young man spent half a month finding the first holy object. He thought that if he could just hurry up, he could go back and save his master.
But fate did not let him go.
The second stop is the giant dragon in the Demonic Abyss.
He had heard the legend that a pearl worth a thousand gold coins must be found in the ninth abyss, under the chin of the black dragon.
So what? He must get it...
The young man pondered to himself, unaware that this Demonic Abyss didn't have to endure the bone-chilling cold of an endless winter. Instead, he would have to navigate through thick methane and crimson water amidst the molten lava.
He didn't have a second chance. He only had one life. At this moment, he was just a mortal...
When he finally arrived at the underwater demonic abyss filled with flames, he was already covered in dust and dirt from the monsters he had encountered along the way, and his usually handsome face was also dotted with ashes.
The young man held a sword in his hand, looking at the huge mountain in front of him, looking at the boiling, poisonous lava... But there was no fear in his heart. He would do what he had to do.
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Yun Qian didn't know this. Ever since she was injured, time had passed very slowly, yet also very quickly. It was almost two months...
In recent days, she has been awake less and less, and always feels cold.
That kind of chill came suddenly, gnawing at her body's heat bit by bit, making her hair stand on end.
It was like a child... arrogantly shouting at her to give in...
Watching the white-bearded old man shaking his head during the day, her heart sank. She almost didn't dare to ask the system how long she had slept. She was afraid that next time, she would never wake up.
She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to wait for Ling Ji, wouldn't be able to wait for him to come back. It had been almost two months, and the poison had spread to her limbs. Her hands were weak, and her legs were no longer under her control...
That night, she was tortured by the pain in her body and was forced to wake up. She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and stared blankly at the moon outside the window...
Today, there is another full moon, just like the day when Ling Ji sat on the roof.
However, the moonlight tonight seemed exceptionally cold. She was so cold that her eyes began to lose their usual clarity... Nothing she saw seemed so real anymore. A hazy, veiled feeling, even more unpleasant than myopia...
People naturally hate this feeling, the feeling that their bodies are not under their control.
Her mission, her child, her, Ling Ji...
As she thought about it, she couldn't help but smile bitterly. Was this a planned quick-travel plan? There was no medicine, no way to save her, only Ling Ji, so... was it a test specifically for the son of luck?
Waiting... is too hard. The feeling of entrusting your life to someone else is too painful.
You are really out of your mind, Yun Qian, she said to herself.
But she also knew that she wanted to save him, and her clear-headed and rational soul disappeared at that moment. Could this also be his protagonist halo? Had fate calculated this...
Unable to think any further, her head began to ache... She could only allow herself to fall into endless darkness once again.
Although she desperately wanted to see more of the world, she was afraid that the next time she woke up, she would no longer be able to see it. Or perhaps, she would never wake up again.
She has been doing missions for so long... She hasn't tasted the bitterness of failure yet...
In reality, Yun Qian didn't harbor any deep resentment. It was just that her body was in so much pain that she felt a sense of emptiness...
She actually wanted to see Ling Ji and see where he was now.
She had only slept with him once...
I feel like I haven't taken advantage of him enough... It's so hard to find such an obedient and good disciple.
Little did she know that the system, which had been feeling sad along with her, suddenly turned pale when it heard these words.