“Go!” Xiao Xiaoxiao reached out and grabbed Yun Qingxue, pulling her into the air as they swiftly retreated backward.
Chen Qing lay on the ground, watching as the white wolf was about to eliminate Yun Qingxue, the demon, for him—only for an unexpected savior to appear halfway!
How utterly infuriating!!!
If he couldn’t seize this perfect opportunity to eliminate the Flower King today, finding another chance like this in the future would be nearly impossible!
A ruthless glint flashed in Chen Qing’s eyes. He absolutely could not let this golden opportunity slip away! At worst, he’d just stake his own life on it!
The people of the human race would remember him. The king would remember him. His name would be immortalized in history! What was there to fear in death?!
With his mind made up, Chen Qing began chanting an incantation at an increasingly rapid pace.
As his chanting grew faster, a fierce gale materialized out of thin air, whipping up sand and stones across the land. Lightning split the sky, striking directly toward Xiao Xiaoxiao and Yun Qingxue’s retreating backs.
Left with no choice, Xiao Xiaoxiao halted her escape with Yun Qingxue, narrowly dodging the descending bolt of lightning.
As Chen Qing’s chanting intensified, the wind howled even louder, and more lightning crackled across the sky.
Another bolt struck down, accompanied by several massive fireballs hurtling from the four cardinal directions—each a deep crimson, clearly no ordinary flames.
Xiao Xiaoxiao paled in shock.
She might have had some confidence in rescuing Yun Qingxue from the wolf’s jaws, but she quickly realized that while she could handle the white wolf, she was no match for the human race’s Grand State Preceptor—Chen Qing!
The spells he was unleashing were far too powerful. And she? She was just a newly promoted junior ghost officer from the underworld. Even if she knew some minor spells, they were utterly insignificant against such a formidable opponent.
Lightning rained from above, fireballs closed in from all sides—it seemed the only way out now was to burrow underground.
And even more terrifying, before the first wave of lightning and fireballs had even landed, the second wave was already forming!
If they truly couldn’t escape, these attacks—both lightning and fire—would surely leave nothing behind, not even ashes.
Though Xiao Xiaoxiao was a ghost, who said ghosts couldn’t die again?
In this critical moment, Xiao Xiaoxiao suddenly recalled that eternally icy face and felt an overwhelming surge of resentment.
*Damn Mingdi! Stupid Mingdi! Rotten Mingdi! Bastard Mingdi!* Sending her to such a dangerous place to capture an evil ghost was one thing—after all, she bore some responsibility for the ghost escaping the underworld.
But…
Couldn’t he at least have given her a rundown of this world’s dangers before sending her here? Such a perilous mission, and he didn’t even equip her with any decent artifacts!
The King of the Underworld was a cheapskate!
If she died and became a ghost of ghosts, she’d haunt his window every night, singing *Conquer* until he either surrendered or went mad!
In just a split second, Xiao Xiaoxiao cursed the Underworld King countless times in her heart.
But just as she resigned herself to certain death, she suddenly felt a weight press down on her—Yun Qingxue had thrown herself over her, shielding her with her own body.
Xiao Xiaoxiao’s heart jolted. Yun Qingxue’s protective gesture shook her deeply.
In this life-or-death moment, Yun Qingxue had chosen to take the blows for her. This friend—Xiao Xiaoxiao hadn’t misjudged her. Even if she died again, it was worth it!
A surge of pride welled up in Xiao Xiaoxiao’s heart—pride in her own discernment and in having forged such a bond of life and death.
But… she wondered, if she vanished, how would Mingdi feel? Would he grieve for her?
*”Hummm—”*
The Soul-Chaining Whip she had just unleashed suddenly emitted a resonant hum, the entire chain glowing with an eerie black light as if it had come to life. It swiftly reversed course, flying back toward Xiao Xiaoxiao.
The chain moved so fast it was almost a blur—in the blink of an eye, it struck down one of the fireballs hurtling toward Yun Qingxue and Xiao Xiaoxiao.
Then, one end of the chain plunged into the ground while the other stretched toward the descending lightning.
The lightning struck the chain, like a raging river finding a channel.
The bolts Chen Qing had summoned now struck the grounded Soul-Chaining Whip in an orderly fashion, dissipating harmlessly into the earth.
Chen Qing continued chanting, though blood now trickled freely from the corner of his mouth.
While the first wave of lightning had been diverted underground by the chain, a second wave was already forming under his command.
Yun Qingxue shielded Xiao Xiaoxiao as the wind grew even more sinister. She watched as tiny cuts began appearing on her hands from the gale—as if sliced by invisible blades.
*Wind blades!*
The term flashed through her mind, sending an inexplicable pang of fear through her heart.
“Xiaoxiao,” Yun Qingxue called softly to the girl beneath her.
The situation was far too perilous. She wasn’t sure if luck would grant her survival, but she refused to drag Xiao Xiaoxiao down with her. Chen Qing’s next attack hadn’t fully formed yet—perhaps Xiao Xiaoxiao still had a chance to escape.
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