803 Three Women, One Snake, One Man (4)

The familiar fragrance wafted into his nostrils, and the tassels from Zi Xuan’s hair swayed gently as she took her seat. With a single glance, it seemed as if one’s thoughts could be drawn in, causing even the spirit to sway in tandem.

Xu Qing was somewhat absent-minded, instinctively feeling a bit uneasy.

Zi Xuan’s beautiful eyes were filled with anticipation as her gentle voice spread throughout the cabin.

“I understand your heart’s desire, and I see your path ahead. I won’t stop you, but I want to tell you, if I had known about this back then, I would have stood by your side.”

“You should know that what I say is not insincere.”

“My character is firm. Once I decide on something, I won’t change my mind. No matter who tries to persuade me, even if the world crumbles, I won’t regret it.”

Zi Xuan’s voice turned into ripples in Xu Qing’s heart, fluctuating continuously.

He believed it.

Xu Qing couldn’t recall what he had seen in the palace in the Immortal Forbidden. He only recalled that there was a lantern there and a figure identical to Zi Xuan there.

However, when he heard Zi Xuan’s words, it seemed to overlap with a certain scene buried in the depths of his memory. Although he still couldn’t remember the details of the scene, he remembered this feeling.

Indeed, her personality was such that no one’s persuasion could change it in the slightest.

After a long time, Xu Qing spoke softly.

“I know.”

The smile on Zi Xuan’s face became even more beautiful.

“Your master invited me to bring the Mystic Nether Sect and a portion of the Seven Blood Eyes to the county capital. The two sects are going to integrate in the future and establish a new sect. I agreed.”

“He asked me to give this new sect a name.”

“I came here to ask you what you think of the name Qing Xuan Sect.”

Xu Qing hesitated but ultimately nodded.

Zi Xuan’s gentle gaze landed on Xu Qing’s face and then at his collar. In the end, she smiled and told Xu Qing some things about the future plans of the Qing Xuan Sect.

She was talking about serious matters, but her pleasant voice gave off an extremely comfortable feeling, causing one to unknowingly forget the passage of time.

Xu Qing gradually relaxed.

It was late at night when Zi Xuan spoke softly.

“I came here for another matter as well. I want to create a new protective tattoo for you. Come, take off your clothes.”

When Xu Qing’s relaxed body stiffened again, Zi Xuan let out a pleasant laugh. A teasing look appeared in her eyes as she stood up and left the magic warship. Only her gentle voice echoed in the cabin.

“Then, Ah Qing, see you in the county capital.”

The cabin slowly fell silent.

After a long time, Xu Qing let out a long sigh of relief. When he instinctively lowered his head to look at his collar, Ling’er slowly crawled out. Her eyes were filled with nervousness as she hurriedly spoke.

“Brother Xu Qing! This is the most dangerous. She’s a great demon king!!”

“Too terrifying, Brother Xu Qing. Compared to this demon king, those bad girls from before are not even on the same level.”

Xu Qing coughed and comforted Ling’er.

While Ling’er was still skeptical, several days passed.

During this time, Yanyan went into seclusion, and Zi Xuan didn’t reappear. Only Ding Xue occasionally came to be by Xu Qing’s side, but her plans couldn’t be put into action.

On one hand, Zhao Zhongheng appeared. Although he was extremely nervous around Xu Qing, he gritted his teeth and followed behind Ding Xue. The determination in his expression when he glanced at Ding Xue, left Xu Qing quite amazed.

On the other hand, Xu Qing hadn’t returned for two years, and there were many matters he needed to handle. His different identity also led various sects within the Yinghuang Province to come and pay their respects to Old Master Seventh in these few days. Occasionally, Old Master Seventh would involve Xu Qing as well.

Just like that, ten days later, amidst the frustration in Ding Xue’s heart, Xu Qing prepared to leave.

He wanted to make a trip to the Nanhuang Continent to pay his respects to Captain Lei.

Before he left, Old Master Seventh gave him a long jade box.

“Inside this box is the divine weapon I crafted using that god fish bone. You can use your journey outside to become familiar with it. This item holds considerable power and can serve as your protective gear.”

“Moreover, for you, this fish bone weapon shares the same origin as your body. It’s most suited for you to use.”

Inside the jade box was a black spike, about the thickness of a finger, adorned with natural patterns. A terrifying aura circulated within it, accompanied by divine fluctuations that spread in all directions.

Although it was a dead object, the moment Xu Qing looked over, its entire body shook, as if it were imbued with breath.

It resonated with Xu Qing’s breathing, forming a tug on his bloodline.

The sensation that it was an extension of himself allowed Xu Qing to keenly sense its sharpness. As a sense of palpitation arose, Old Master Seventh spoke softly.

“In the eyes of the god, ordinary things are extremely fragile and it’s difficult to injure them at all. However, this item… can injure the god. It contains the divine authority of misfortune.”

“Therefore, I named it the Spike of Misfortune.”

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