Chapter 169: Failure and Aftermath

Purple demon shadows surged behind Meng Yingxing, struggling under Xiu Qingcheng’s sword.

This demon power was clearly the power within Meng Yingxing’s own bloodline, yet it rampaged through his body, disregarding his life or death.

Similarly, precisely because it was Meng Yingxing’s own demon power, Xiu Qingcheng did not dare to unleash her full strength against the sky-filling demon shadows, fearing she might cause harm to Meng Yingxing.

She deliberately controlled the power on her sword, forcing the demon shadows to gather back into Meng Yingxing’s body.

At the same time, Xiu Qingcheng did not forget to release her own spiritual power to soothe Meng Yingxing’s spiritual power, which had been rioted by the demon power during his breakthrough.

“What a troublesome disciple.”

Xiu Qingcheng barely managed a smile on her face as she withstood the demon power and the lightning that still fell from time to time while approaching Meng Yingxing.

The demon shadows behind Meng Yingxing roared, completely crushing the wisp of sword intent Xiu Qingcheng had left on his body. They entirely enveloped Meng Yingxing, pouring the fully berserk demon power into him.

The purple mark on Meng Yingxing’s forehead became clear; his hands were covered by a pair of semi-solid demon claws, and traces of a demon gradually emerged on his skin.

The instant Xiu Qingcheng was about to get close, Meng Yingxing’s tightly closed eyes opened—

His pupils were still a brilliant crimson-gold, but the human pupils had vanished, replaced by extremely dangerous vertical slits.

At this moment, Meng Yingxing seemed to have lost his reason; his mouth emitted a roar unlike a human’s, and in the blink of an eye, he vanished from the huge spirit stone beneath him!

Xiu Qingcheng was startled upon seeing this, and the sword in her hand was half a beat slow for an instant.

It was precisely this half-beat delay that allowed Meng Yingxing to appear instantly at Xiu Qingcheng’s side. He spread his incredibly sharp demon claws, going straight for Xiu Qingcheng’s heart!

Based on the Meng Yingxing that Xiu Qingcheng knew well, he simply couldn’t achieve such speed! The demon power breaking through the seal in Meng Yingxing’s body was not only eroding his body but also granting him strength far surpassing the Tiny Star Realm!

Xiu Qingcheng’s expression turned cold. She kicked away Miao Miao, who was too scared to move, and used the body of her sword to block Meng Yingxing’s pair of sharp demon claws.

“Meng Yingxing! Guard your mind! Don’t let the demon power control you!”

Xiu Qingcheng effortlessly intercepted Meng Yingxing’s continuous attacks while simultaneously calming her breath and shouting at him with a clear, cold voice.

Naturally, Meng Yingxing was unmoved. Having lost his reason and controlled by demon power, he was driven by the most primal demonic beast instinct to simply pierce and crush the heart of the person before him.

Xiu Qingcheng admitted that the demon power Meng Yingxing possessed had some capability, but unfortunately, it was still not quite enough to face her.

Forced back by a sword strike, Meng Yingxing flew towards Xiu Qingcheng again, sharp claws tearing through the air, accompanied by waves of demon roars.

Xiu Qingcheng didn’t even look at him; she swung the back of her sword straight at Meng Yingxing.

However, when this strike landed, the sensation was of nothingness; Xiu Qingcheng didn’t feel herself hitting Meng Yingxing.

She looked sideways and saw that Meng Yingxing, who had clearly been hit by the Ting Tian Sword, was now transforming into a cloud of purple mist, dispersing over the sword.

Was this… a shadow? Mist? A mirage?

Xiu Qingcheng didn’t know, but whatever it was, it certainly wasn’t Meng Yingxing’s real body.

She remembered that Meng Yingxing hadn’t learned such a skill, so it could only be a power brought by his demon power.

Thinking of this, a cloud of purple mist condensed beside Xiu Qingcheng, and Meng Yingxing’s true body rushed out from the purple mist without warning!

“Good timing; I was just unable to catch you!”

Watching Meng Yingxing pouncing towards her, a glint flashed in Xiu Qingcheng’s eyes, and she actively sent herself into Meng Yingxing’s embrace.

The Ting Tian Sword swept away Meng Yingxing’s dangerous sharp claws, and Xiu Qingcheng’s free hand quickly and forcefully tapped a few times on the spiritual veins where Meng Yingxing’s demon power passed.

Her spiritual power, infused with sword intent, entered Meng Yingxing’s body, completely locking down the demon power wreaking havoc within him.

Having lost the support of the demon power, Meng Yingxing, drained of all demon energy, felt his legs go soft and collapsed into Xiu Qingcheng’s arms.

Xiu Qingcheng supported Meng Yingxing, resting his head on her shoulder.

If she guessed correctly, Meng Yingxing’s slow cultivation was all because he was cultivating both demon power and spiritual power simultaneously, and a large portion of his spiritual power was used by the suppression force in his body to suppress the demon power.

In the past, the suppression force might have been strong, but as Meng Yingxing’s cultivation grew higher, the suppression in his body might be becoming increasingly fragile.

The leakage of Meng Yingxing’s demon power when fighting that Hua Bukai earlier was one of the signs.

Today’s lightning tribulation further broke the suppression, causing the demon power within him to go berserk.

“Although I don’t know how the suppression in Meng Yingxing’s body works, forcing the demon power back is definitely not wrong.”

Xiu Qingcheng thought as she continuously poured her spiritual power into Meng Yingxing’s spiritual veins.

With the infusion of Xiu Qingcheng’s spiritual power, she could feel the demon power in Meng Yingxing’s body beginning to recede like a tide, constantly retreating to a certain point within his body.

She didn’t know what kind of suppression force it was, to be able to bind such massive demon power even while teetering on the verge of collapse.

Xiu Qingcheng thought, if it weren’t for today’s lightning tribulation, perhaps this suppression force could have continued to keep the power in Meng Yingxing’s body at peace.

Xiu Qingcheng saw that her body, composed of spiritual power, was constantly fading.

“I didn’t expect my stored spiritual power to be so unendurable.”

Xiu Qingcheng frowned but continued to use her spiritual power to suppress Meng Yingxing’s demon power.

Unexpectedly, “they” attempted to pull Xiu Qingcheng’s spiritual power over to their side as well.

What was even stranger was that Xiu Qingcheng’s spiritual power was actually sucked over, taking a bit of Xiu Qingcheng’s original body’s power with it.

Xiu Qingcheng’s watery eyes widened slightly, and she directly withdrew her spiritual power from Meng Yingxing’s body.

She looked down at her hand; although it was only a tiny bit, Xiu Qingcheng felt that a smidgen of her power had been sucked away by Meng Yingxing.

“Damn it! What are you doing! This is robbery!”

Xiu Qingcheng furrowed her beautiful brows, about to slap the unconscious Meng Yingxing away, when suddenly another tribulation lightning bolt struck down from the sky.

Are you kidding me? Still striking? Not finished yet?

Forget it, just strike this guy to death!

Although she thought this in her heart, Xiu Qingcheng’s body moved honestly.

She pushed Meng Yingxing down and pressed him under her, raising the Ting Tian Sword to block this bolt of heavenly lightning for him.

The heavenly lightning struck the Ting Tian Sword and Xiu Qingcheng’s body; Xiu Qingcheng was fine, only feeling a numbing sensation all over her body.

The slight pain even made Xiu Qingcheng feel somewhat good.

“Eek!?”

Xiu Qingcheng suddenly realized something bad, and her face hurriedly became serious.

Good? What good? Not good at all.

It’s absolutely impossible for me to develop some strange attribute!

Xiu Qingcheng looked up; the tribulation clouds in the sky had already dispersed layer by layer. It seemed that the bolt just now was the last one.

Suppressing her wild thoughts, Xiu Qingcheng sat cross-legged on the ground, placing the Meng Yingxing, whose life or death was uncertain, on her lap.

Xiu Qingcheng raised her sword and withdrew the sword intent barrier sealed over the Spirit Building Platform.

Then she put away the Ting Tian Sword and looked down at Meng Yingxing, whose face was full of pain before her.

After undergoing such a rugged tribulation process, not an inch of Meng Yingxing’s skin was intact.

The violent spiritual and demon power had torn Meng Yingxing’s skin, cutting open layers of bloody marks, making the current Meng Yingxing look as if he were covered in a layer of bloody scales.

Xiu Qingcheng’s face fell, and she held Meng Yingxing’s hand.

“Hey Miao Miao! Bring over those bottles and jars over there.”

Just in case, Meng Yingxing had long placed all useful items outside, which was now convenient for Xiu Qingcheng to bandage his wounds.

Xiu Qingcheng didn’t know how this demonic beast Miao Miao grew up; encountering Meng Yingxing’s demon power, it just watched with open eyes. Xiu Qingcheng began to wonder if raising it was the right choice.

Miao Miao still had its tail between its legs but quickly brought over the bottles and jars Xiu Qingcheng needed.

Fine, it was still somewhat useful.

Xiu Qingcheng took the wound medicine and applied it slowly and gently to Meng Yingxing’s shocking wounds.

At this moment, although Meng Yingxing’s pulse was weak, it was fortunately still beating steadily.

That disordered demon power, after seizing Xiu Qingcheng’s power, also returned to its original position, regained control by that suppression force set by some unknown person.

Xiu Qingcheng’s expression darkened, and the movements of her hands slowed down a bit.

It was just that Meng Yingxing’s breakthrough this time had failed.

Now Meng Yingxing’s spiritual veins were slightly damaged, the flow of spiritual power was sluggish, and the spiritual power he had cultivated with great difficulty had even regressed slightly.

The demon power in Meng Yingxing’s body was truly too fierce, completely disrupting all orderly procedures.

Meng Yingxing failed to receive the tempering of the heavenly lightning, and his spiritual veins failed to expand; instead, he almost lost his little life.

In the end, it was her dereliction of duty as a master.

She knew clearly that Meng Yingxing was no ordinary person, yet she forgot about this during his breakthrough and failed to prepare this safeguard, leading to the current situation.

Perhaps it was all her fault.

“Ma… Master…”

Just as Xiu Qingcheng was feeling remorse, Meng Yingxing coughed weakly a few times and regained consciousness on Xiu Qingcheng’s lap.

“Master, why are you showing such an expression?”

The first thing Meng Yingxing did after regaining consciousness was not to ask about the result, nor about anything else.

He only asked the person before him, ah, why let this face be mired in bitterness.

“It’s nothing.”

Xiu Qingcheng realized her voice was unexpectedly hoarse; her throat felt like it was on fire, extremely uncomfortable.

“Master, did I succeed in breaking through?”

Meng Yingxing smiled before asking the main question.

“Breakthrough… failed.”

Xiu Qingcheng bit her lip; her hair slipped from her shoulder like a withering willow branch.

“Is that so.”

Hearing this result, Meng Yingxing seemed to have long realized it.

After all, this was his body, his breakthrough.

Meng Yingxing still looked at Xiu Qingcheng before him and smiled, but this smile was somewhat bitter.

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