Dusk Returns to the Ruined Building

Chapter 1114 The Shortest Saint Extends a Helping Hand

Shen Yichen really wanted to fulfill Mu Qingxue's wish. He really wanted to know how to transfer the power in his heart meridian into his bloodline. For this, he was willing to use his heart to welcome the Returning Heart Arrow!

In the dense forest along the Biyuan River, Shen Yichen's Holy Spirit Essence and Demon Spirit Essence each blocked one Returning Heart Arrow, while the other Returning Heart Arrow was blocked by Shen Yichen's body, striking the heart squarely!

Shen Yichen's heart remained unchanged. Although the Returning Heart Arrow pierced through the Ice Ink Armor, it only injured Shen Yichen's body and did not touch his heart.

Shen Yichen's first thought was that the Ice Ink Armor's defensive capabilities had been enhanced!

Shen Yichen was naturally surprised, and muttered to himself:

"Could it be that the Ice Ink Armor and my cultivation level are increasing in sync?"

This was the only possibility Shen Yichen could think of.

Shen Yichen drew the Returning Heart Arrow and said coldly:

"Hmph, the Ji family's Guixin Arrow can't even kill a person, so they shouldn't embarrass themselves in the martial world!"

Shen Yichen clutched his chest, and blood quickly flowed out, some of it seeping into the Ice Ink Armor, and some turning into blood shadows.

Shen Yichen slowly stood up, two Soul-Gathering Blood Beads condensing in his palms, and the Ji family member nocked three more arrows!

Shen Yichen knew he couldn't stop the three arrows.

"Girl, tell me, how did you dodge that arrow? My words still hold true!"

"Cough cough...cough cough...You're here to kill me, aren't you?"

Mu Qingxue was having some difficulty speaking.

"All three of you will die!"

The Ji family members, each wearing a half-mask, fired three arrows simultaneously, targeting the same three people.

Shen Yichen was taken aback. These three arrows were clearly weaker than the previous three. Was it intentional? Or was it simply impossible for this person to fire three arrows as powerful as before today?

Shen Yichen's two Soul-Gathering Blood Beads met two Returning Heart Arrows, and another Returning Heart Arrow struck his body.

This time, the arrow pierced through the body, but the Returning Heart Arrow did not leave the body; it was blocked by the Ice Ink Armor behind it.

Shen Yichen collapsed directly in front of Jian Chenqing and Mu Qingxue, barely alive.

"Yi Chen!"

Mu Qingxue gasped and knelt down in front of Shen Yichen.

Jian Chenqing also climbed over.

As the power of the Blood Shadow and the power of the Returning Heart Arrow dissipated in the forest, the Ji family members nocked three arrows onto their longbows once more.

As the blood shadows around Shen Yichen faded, he slowly opened his eyes. It was truly remarkable that he had withstood three arrows from a saint.

Shen Yichen guessed that if this person hadn't fired the Returning Heart Arrow, its power would probably have been even greater, and he wouldn't have been able to catch it at all.

In other words, Mu Qingxue actually received the strongest arrow, but Shen Yichen didn't understand what had happened to Mu Qingxue just now.

"The Golden Arrow Slave of the Ji family, it's been so many years!"

From behind a giant tree near Shen Yichen and his companions emerged a short old man. He carried a sword on his back, but he was so short that the sword was resting on the ground. He tilted his head back and drank wine, his gaunt face full of drunkenness.

Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue did not know each other, but Jian Chenqing did, because she was from the Youjian Sect.

Ji's golden arrow slave turned the Returning Heart Arrow towards the short old man, but he did not shoot it.

"You want to save them?"

"Hmph, this is Yanquan, not Zhongzhou. How dare the Ji family act so recklessly?"

The short, old man staggered toward Shen Yichen and the other two.

Ji Jia Jin Jiannu was about to say something more when suddenly his brow twitched, and he flew away.

Before Shen Yichen and the other two could figure out what was going on, the short old man sighed softly:

"Ah, it's been so many years since I last drew my sword!"

The old man swept his sword across, and the countless arrows of the Returning Hearts exploded instantly.

Many screams could be heard from the opposite bank of the Biyuan River.

The short old man tilted his head back and drank the wine before heading towards the ancient city of Luowu.

Shen Yichen was so shocked that he couldn't say a word. The last time he saw such strong sword energy was when he himself used the Half-Emperor Sword in Jian Yingcheng.

Without a doubt, this short old man is above the level of a saint!

"Sister Qing, you...you know people from the Youjian Sect?"

"Sigh, let's hurry up and go!"

Jian Chenqing helped Shen Yichen and Mu Qingxue up; of the three, she was the least injured.

Instead of fleeing towards Luowu Ancient City, the three headed back the way they came. Entering Luowu Ancient City in this state would be tantamount to courting death.

Neither Jian Chenqing nor Mu Qingxue removed the Returning Heart Arrow from Shen Yichen's heart, and Shen Yichen was already unconscious when he got up.

The Ji family member who slew Xiaoling did not cross the Biyuan River. The power of that sword strike not only shattered the Guixin Arrow Formation, but also injured many Ji family members on the other side.

This was clearly a warning: this is Yanquan, and the Ji family must not act recklessly!

Jian Chenqing and Mu Qingxue flagged down a carriage and headed directly north.

Jian Chenqing was rushing to catch the carriage when she asked softly:

"Girl, what happened to you just now?"

Jian Chenqing saw how Mu Qingxue dodged the Returning Heart Arrow.

Mu Qingxue actually separated a soul shadow, which dissipated at the same time as the Returning Heart Arrow shadow.

"It's very simple. The Arrow of Returning Heart was aimed at my departed soul!"

"A soul separated from the body? That's not a technique of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, is it?"

"Hmph, none of your business, you old hag. Who was that short old man just now?"

"It has nothing to do with you!"

Mu Qingxue gently stroked Shen Yichen's face.

Shen Yichen's body is feverish, which is not a good sign.

"You old hag, let's find somewhere first. Yichen isn't feeling well!"

Jian Chenqing didn't know where she was, or which road was narrow or secluded, so she just went wherever the road led.

Jian Chenqing finally stopped at the foot of a hill. There was no one around, and there was a pavilion on the hill.

Mu Qingxue carried Shen Yichen, and the three of them arrived at the pavilion.

"Although I don't get involved much in the affairs of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, I have never been far from the martial world. There is a senior in the Youjian Sect who has attained sainthood through swordsmanship. He is a dwarf and is known as the shortest saint in Yanquan. Isn't that the person from earlier?"

"Girl, I don't know him!"

"Tch, so stubborn. He saved us because of you!"

Jian Chenqing shook her head; she didn't want to say anything more.

Mu Qingxue placed Shen Yichen on the stone table in the pavilion, her brows furrowed, watching him nervously.

Shen Yichen's face was as red as fire, and his whole body was burning hot!

"What...what should we do? Pull the arrow out of Yichen's heart?"

Mu Qingxue was at a loss.

Seeing Mu Qingxue's panicked expression, Jian Chenqing couldn't help but chuckle.

"If he wanted to pull it out, he would have done it himself. I suspect he deliberately didn't!"

Mu Qingxue was taken aback upon hearing this and turned to look at Jian Chenqing.

"You mean, you mean he wants to see what happens after his heart is hurt, right?"

Jian Chenqing leaned against the railing, looking at the distant clouds and the red sun.

"Girl, you are very lucky. He really doesn't want you to have any regrets!"

"But he... he won't be in danger, will he?"

"Sigh, concern really does cloud judgment. He has three hearts, how many can this sword wound? Don't worry, didn't you see the blood isn't flowing out?"

Mu Qingxue stroked Shen Yichen's face and murmured:

"Yichen, why are you doing this? I might have a way!"

"He had no choice. Do you think he could have taken those three arrows if he hadn't done it? It's said that the Golden Arrow Slave is a death squad member of the Ji family, who only obeys the leader. Girl, that person is here to kill you!"

Mu Qingxue came to Jian Chenqing's side.

"I think he came to kill the three of us!"

"You, the young lady of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, wandering the martial world, how come you don't have a single person to protect you?"

"My uncle's here, he's probably frantic with worry!"

After Mu Qingxue finished speaking, she sat cross-legged, ready to use her internal energy to heal her injuries!

Mu Qingxue was seriously injured. She forcibly separated her soul from her body, but it was only a temporary idea.

Mu Qingxue herself did not expect things to turn out this way, and she actually resolved the crisis of the Returning Heart Arrow.

Mu Qingxue didn't know what kind of move this was. She was forced to do it. The Returning Heart Arrow Shadow forced her to continuously increase the speed of the Soul Separation Shadow Step. When she reached the limit, Mu Qingxue had a feeling that her soul and shadow were about to separate.

Mu Qingxue went with the flow and separated them without any obstruction. Her injury actually came from the backlash of forcibly breaking through the cultivation technique, not from the Returning Heart Arrow Shadow.

Mu Qingxue was really curious!

After the figure left her body, it was not only real, but it also seemed to have caused no harm to her body. It was similar to an illusion, but it was real because it had absorbed the power of the Returning Heart Arrow!

Mu Qingxue felt that if she could separate her soul from her shadow at any time, wouldn't she never get hurt in the future, with all attacks being borne by her separated body?

The practice of spiritual cultivation is truly wondrous!

Like Shen Yichen, Mu Qingxue had to comprehend all the cultivation techniques on her own.

However, Shen Yichen had to comprehend even the Dao he sought, while Mu Qingxue was constantly cultivating and comprehending the techniques on the path that her grandmaster Ruoshui had already comprehended.

Jian Chenqing stood alone for a long time, and finally let out a soft sigh:

"Oh, Uncle-Master, why did you have to save me? Wouldn't it be better to let me hate you and the Nether Sword Sect forever?"