1740: The fruits of victory can not be wasted

The fruits of victory can not be wasted

The strength of Xia Yin Tianqi's true body was much stronger than this remnant soul. Even if she were to become a Grandmaster and comprehend all seven styles of the grey abyss sword technique, it would still be difficult for her to take revenge, let alone a mere Grandmaster.1

As her mind relaxed, Ling Chuxi felt a wave of fatigue rush up to her heart. Her mind also became as empty as paste and she fell to the ground.

She shook her head hard and took a deep breath. Only then did Ling Chuxi feel better. She knew that this was the aftereffect of the sword heart soul-breaking technique. With the improvement of her martial Dao core heart, her sword heart soul-breaking technique had become even more powerful. However, her mental power was still limited, after all, and she could not fully control this kind of mental domain.

Cang Yuan had said before that there was a great risk in using a domain. If he couldn't completely suppress the opponent, he would miss the opportunity, and he wouldn't even have the chance to escape.

Ling Chuxi secretly felt that she was lucky. In the future, unless it was absolutely necessary, it was better not to use the sword heart soul-breaking technique so easily. Unless her divine sense was strong enough to withstand the terrifying mental power consumption of the sword heart soul-breaking technique.

"Qingjue, how are you?" Ling Chuxi looked at Huangfu qingjue, her tone full of worry.

His face had also turned pale. It was obvious that he had burned his blood essence to cast the no-kill domain with all his might, and he had suffered heavy injuries.

"I'm fine. I'll recover after a few days of rest. " Huangfu qingjue shook his head and said,"I didn't expect Xia Yin Tianqi's array to be so powerful. A small Jade pool not only has a spirit gathering array, a defensive array, an offensive array, but also a teleportation array. Even I didn't notice it."

"No matter what, he's an old monster from ten thousand years ago. We can't be bothered to compare with him." Said Ling Chuxi with a smile.

Since Huangfu qingjue could inherit the Huangfu family name, he was naturally an outstanding talent. However, Xia Yin Tianqi was a peerless expert who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the Cang Yuan Swordmaster. Whether it was in terms of talent, intelligence, or experience, he was definitely not inferior to any other genius. There was no way to compare.

Ling Chuxi was confident that if she and Huangfu qingjue were to live to such an old age, they would definitely not be any worse than Xia Yin Tianqi. However, if they were to live to such an old age, wouldn't they also become old monsters?

"Keep the spirit pool first, don't waste it." Huangfu qingjue managed to stand up with great difficulty.

"Yi!" Ling Chuxi turned her head and suddenly realized that the spring water was quickly disappearing. In the blink of an eye, half of the spring water had disappeared.

Ling Chuxi could not care less about her fatigue. She forced herself to stand up and staggered to the side of the Jade pool. However, she realized that the light patterns of the array engraved on the Jade pool were becoming fainter and fainter.

"This spirit gathering array has the imprint of the remnant soul. Once the remnant soul disappears, the spirit gathering array will lose its effect and the spirit pool will turn back into spirit Qi and disappear from the world." Huangfu qingjue said.

"Then what do we do?" Ling Chuxi said anxiously.

In the beginning, she had thought that this spiritual pool had an owner, so she had given up on the idea of keeping it for herself. Now that she knew the true origin of this spiritual pool and had gotten rid of the remnant soul of Xia Yin Tianqi, how could Ling Chuxi give up on it?

This was good stuff. Even those country bumpkins from the stonebell mountain could advance to the heavenly Yuan stage. She was still waiting to use the spirit pool to advance to the late heavenly Yuan stage. Then, she would give some of it to Yichen and Xinyu to advance, and leave some for the Golden core sect as a treasure. If she were to waste it like this, Ling Chuxi really wanted to vomit blood. Just now, they were on the line between life and death. Now, it was their turn to receive the fruits of victory, but this was the outcome.

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