latelenovela Chapter 150 A Desperate Gaze
Chapter 150 A Desperate Gaze
"Save them!" Cheng Ai gritted her teeth and made a resolute decision.
"Huh?" The blue mushroom was slightly taken aback, then exclaimed in surprise, "Did I hear that right? You're going to give up your chance to ascend just to save a mere mortal?"
Cheng Ai licked her dry lips, her eyes showing determination. "If I die from blood loss, please send him back to Qingsong Mountain. If we both die, please help bury our remains."
She glanced down at her small hand and asked softly, "Do you have a blade? Can I borrow it?"
Blue Mushroom paused for a few seconds, the fleeting joy quickly masked by his expression, and his tone softened abruptly, "No."
Cheng Ai pursed her lips, supported herself with her hands to stand up, and walked to the edge of the crater to stop.
Glancing at the magma, wave after wave of scorching heat rushed towards me.
Looking at the dying Ye Jingke, her heart felt as if it were being ripped apart by a giant hand, a dull ache spreading through her.
She seemed to suddenly understand what love was.
Love is about mutual tolerance, companionship, support, responsibility, and selfless dedication, even to the point of willingly giving one's life for the other.
She firmly believed that if she were the one hanging there, Ye Jingke would have made the same choice.
"Aren't you afraid of dying?" Blue Mushroom remained silent for a long time before finally asking the question.
"I'm scared." Cheng Ai looked up at Ye Jingke, her expression calm.
The blue mushroom shook its cap and twisted its stem, then asked in surprise, "If you're afraid, why are you doing something so foolish?"
Cheng Ai didn't answer, but quickly raised her arm and bit down hard on the wrist.
"Pooh!"
A small piece of flesh with skin was spat aside, and fresh blood gushed out, falling straight into the volcano.
Sensing that the surrounding temperature was dropping and the magma was rolling slower, Cheng Ai bit her other wrist, forcing the high-temperature barrier to dissipate as quickly as possible.
As for pain, it's nothing to be alarmed about for Taoist disciples who frequently draw talismans with their fingertips' blood.
A strong, pungent smell of blood filled the air. The blue mushroom gasped and drifted away, unable to bear the sight.
Time passed second by second, and the lava finally solidified completely under the woman's blood.
Cheng Ai's face was pale, and she trembled as she reached out to touch the black sword, but she was too weak and collapsed to the ground.
"Master... so this is the tribulation you spoke of... I'm afraid I won't be able to overcome it..."
"Night after night... I just learned how to love... I just gave you a new nickname... and now I have to part with you... I'm so reluctant to leave..."
Her lips moved, she murmured softly, her voice so faint it was almost inaudible, and tears slid down her cheeks, forming a small puddle on the edge of the crater.
Suddenly, all the light sources went out, plunging the entire space into complete darkness, before returning to daylight.
Cheng Ai slowly raised her head, her pupils gradually dilating, her eyes widening as if in disbelief.
The volcano has disappeared, and Ye Jingke, who was hanging there, is now lying on the opposite side, barely alive.
His brows were furrowed, one hand clutching his chest, the other gripping a dagger. His thin lips had lost color from excessive bleeding, as if he could breathe his last at any moment.
Ye Jingke slowly turned his eyes, and was clearly taken aback when he saw Cheng Ai's wrists bleeding.
The two stared at each other for a long time, both reading shock, anger, and resentment in each other's eyes.
The blood was still flowing, but strangely, their blood gathered together and condensed into a large, crystal-clear blood sphere.
Immediately afterwards, countless small, glowing mushrooms with blue caps and purple stems appeared out of thin air, vying to merge with it.
The blood sphere, initially the size of a fist, expanded rapidly, completely enveloping Ye Jingke and Cheng Ai.
The two were lifted into the air by an invisible hand, and waves of spiritual energy flowed into their bodies, circulating through their limbs and bones.
Cheng Ai's wounds healed rapidly, her meridians expanded, her dantian felt full, and her fatigue and weakness vanished, leaving her feeling refreshed and reborn.
In a short while, a blue teardrop mark slowly appeared on her forehead, from which a layer of light blue light emanated and surrounded her.
Ye Jingke's situation was more complicated. Although the bloody hole in his chest was gone, a piercing pain followed.
His body was unable to absorb spiritual energy, causing the energy to surge wildly, damaging his meridians, causing his blood and qi to churn, and almost causing him to explode.
Cheng Ai is now completely recovered, and her condition is even better than before.
She no longer seems to need to store spiritual power with the jade hairpin; she can freely redirect it with a thought, without consuming much mental energy, and can maintain a clear mind even when casting spells multiple times.
Seeing Ye Jingke's pained expression, Cheng Ai panicked, cupped his face in her hands with concern, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?"
Ye Jingke felt like he was in a state worse than death, his whole body was in excruciating pain, but it was nothing compared to the pain in his heart.
He gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead, and hugged Cheng Ai tightly, hoping to distract himself and ease the pain.
Cheng Ai was having difficulty breathing because of the choking, but instead of pulling away, she gently stroked his back to comfort him.
Just then, the purple mushroom appeared beside the two of them and asked in surprise, "You two haven't had intercourse yet?"
Cheng Ai glared at them resentfully and shouted angrily, "Get out!"
The purple mushroom shook its cap and chuckled, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Quickly feed him your blood; it might just work."
Cheng Ai was stunned for a moment, then bit her finger and forced it into Ye Jingke's mouth.
Ye Jingke's senses were already numb. A drop of blood landed on the tip of his tongue, and he subconsciously sucked and swallowed it.
The warm liquid slid down the throat into the stomach, quickly flowing throughout the body, nourishing the soul, and gradually repairing the broken internal organs.
He lowered his arms slightly, opened his bloodthirsty eyes, pushed the finger out of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and said urgently, "Quick, let's go, something's wrong with me!"
As soon as the sound faded, a dazzling purple light swept away the stunned Cheng Ai, and the purple mushroom and the blue mushroom that had just drifted over to watch the commotion were also caught in the crossfire.
Ye Jingke was enveloped in a rich purple light, and the pain miraculously dissipated, replaced by intermittent tingling sensations.
His left hand spontaneously made a grasping motion, and an amethyst bow appeared in his palm. His right hand drew the bow and aimed at the sky. An arrow automatically formed, shot out with a "whoosh," shattered the blood sphere, and soared straight into the clouds.
The blue mushroom spun around contentedly, while the purple mushroom opened its cap wide and forcefully pulled out the branch that had been pressed down by its older brother.
Cheng Ai stared in shock at the god-like figure.
Ye Jingke retrieved his crystal bow, landed steadily, and ran to the girl in a few quick steps. He gently pinched her cheek and asked with amusement, "Ai Ai, what are you thinking about?"
Just as Cheng Ai came to her senses, she met a pair of deep, tender black eyes and was instantly captivated.
Ye Jingke kissed her lips, then ruffled her hair before turning his gaze to the side. "I need a reasonable explanation!"
Cheng Ai blinked, clenched her fists angrily, and questioned, "Yun Panpan and Yuan Yao were the ones picking mushrooms, why did you only torment me and Ye Ye?"
Ye Jingke raised an eyebrow, put his arm around her waist, and didn't reply.