Chapter 19: Let Me Suck Out the Poison for You

Fantasia: A paixão do passado roubou o casamento? Eu concordo, então por que você está arrependida! Brilhante 2573 words 2026-08-04 08:05:48

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Ye Fan had no intention of giving the beast any chance to catch its breath. He immediately raised his sword and pressed the attack while he had the advantage.

His fierce swordplay forced the spirit beast backward again and again, while more and more wounds, some deep and some shallow, appeared across its body.

The fact that he could inflict such injuries was entirely thanks to the black longsword in his hand.

According to Ye Fan’s memories, this sword was one of the things his mother had left him when she sent him to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Under normal circumstances, he had never had any opportunity to use it. After all, he had hardly ever fought anyone before.

If he had not needed to deal with the beast before him, he would never have thought of this sword.

He had not expected that this seemingly unremarkable black longsword would be so incredibly sharp.

Then again, it had been given to him by his mother, and the Heavenly Sword Sect to which she belonged was one of the top powers in the Central Province.

A sect devoted primarily to the sword path would naturally possess high-quality weapons.

Unfortunately, Ye Fan currently knew only a few ordinary sword techniques. If he had mastered some superior sword arts, then combined with this longsword, he should have been able to display astonishing combat strength.

Even so, the strength he had demonstrated was already enough to slay this spirit beast.

Growing braver as the battle continued, Ye Fan swung the longsword in his hand with tremendous force. Blood streamed continuously from the large and small wounds covering the spirit beast’s body, creating a horrifying sight.

With another slash from Ye Fan, a streak of sword energy severed its entire left foreleg.

“Roar…”

A miserable howl rang out once more. A great quantity of blood sprayed from the severed limb, instantly dyeing a patch of grass red.

Looking at the human before it, who seemed no different from a god of death, the spirit beast was truly afraid.

It tucked its tail between its legs and retreated in panic. Compared with its life, the Golden Flame Sacred Fruit was utterly worthless.

It even hoped that Ye Fan would go and pick the fruit, giving it time to escape.

Unfortunately, Ye Fan had no intention of letting it go.

The beast core of this creature should be worth more than those of the spirit beasts he had slain earlier.

Besides, he had hacked at it with his longsword for so long and had finally managed to reduce it to a severely weakened state. Why would he possibly let it escape?

Ye Fan advanced step by step, forcing the spirit beast backward. The cold gleam on the black longsword seemed to grow even more chilling.

The spirit beast knew that death was unavoidable. It stopped retreating and instead prepared to stake everything on one final desperate struggle.

Its two powerful hind legs pushed fiercely against the ground, launching its entire body into the air. It then pounced toward Ye Fan below at full speed.

All the strength remaining in its single foreclaw gathered together, intent on delivering one final strike.

“Danger! Get out of the way!”

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Chen Qingshuang, standing behind him, knew how powerful the attack was and hurriedly shouted a warning.

Yet Ye Fan acted as though he had not heard her. He remained where he was, looking up at the spirit beast hurtling toward him.

When the beast had closed to within roughly ten feet of him, Ye Fan circulated his spiritual power, aimed the black longsword at its head, and hurled it with tremendous force.

The black sword radiance tore through the sky and pierced straight through the beast’s entire skull with pinpoint accuracy.

The spirit beast’s life force was severed instantly. With its massive body no longer supported by consciousness, it plunged helplessly from the sky and crashed into the ground with a thunderous thud.

With a thought, Ye Fan recalled the black longsword. He then expertly split the spirit beast’s skull in two and removed the beast core, placing it in his storage pouch.

Chen Qingshuang stared at the spirit beast’s corpse on the ground, then at Ye Fan, who had not suffered so much as a scratch. She could hardly believe her eyes.

The boy who had once needed her protection had now effortlessly slain a spirit beast that even she had been unable to defeat.

She had countless things she wanted to say to Ye Fan and just as many questions to ask him, but for a moment she did not know where to begin.

By comparison, Ye Fan was much more relaxed. He turned to Chen Qingshuang and said with a smile, “I never thought I would run into you here!”

“But as the revered saintess of the Heavenly Sword Sect, shouldn’t you be cultivating properly in the sect? What brought you all the way to the Northwestern Region?”

“And you even entered the Qishan Secret Realm alone, knowing full well how dangerous it was. With your status, you shouldn’t be lacking resources, should you?”

Chen Qingshuang lowered her head dejectedly, looking as though something was weighing heavily on her mind.

Ye Fan frowned slightly and pressed her, “Did something happen?”

Chen Qingshuang shook her head before finally speaking. “Actually… I sneaked out this time.”

“I heard that you were going to get married. Congratulations, Brother Ye Fan.”

Although she spoke of congratulations, her heart was filled with indescribable sorrow.

Not wanting Ye Fan to misunderstand, she immediately forced a smile and continued, “Given our relationship, how could I possibly be absent from such an important occasion?”

“After I arrived in the Northwestern Region, I happened to hear that the Qishan Secret Realm had opened.”

“And I had no idea what wedding gift to give you, so I came in to try my luck. If I happened to find some rare treasure, I could give it to you as a gift!”

“I just didn’t expect things to nearly go wrong this time. Fortunately, the outcome was still good. Even in the Central Province, this Golden Flame Sacred Fruit is something that can only be encountered by chance.”

“Brother Ye Fan, I’m giving this to you!”

Chen Qingshuang plucked the Golden Flame Sacred Fruit and held it out to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan’s nose tingled slightly. He had never imagined that after all these years, Chen Qingshuang still kept him in her thoughts.

“Brother Ye Fan, what’s wrong?”

Seeing that Ye Fan had not accepted it, Chen Qingshuang asked him.

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Ye Fan drew a deep breath and then slowly said, “Thank you for the wedding gift, but you don’t need to give it to me. I called off the engagement some time ago.”

“Save it and give it to me next time!”

Called off the engagement?

When Chen Qingshuang heard those words from Ye Fan, she first froze, then suddenly felt an inexplicable surge of joy.

Whatever the reason, she had a chance again!

Ever since she learned that Ye Fan was going to marry, her spirits had remained extremely low. But now, the gloom had finally lifted!

“Brother Ye Fan, take it anyway!”

“Your cultivation has improved so much over the years. You must have endured a great deal of hardship.”

“Besides, if you hadn’t appeared in time, I’m afraid I would have already…”

“In any case, this Golden Flame Sacred Fruit should have been yours.”

“Even if you have no use for it now, you will certainly need it in the future.”

Chen Qingshuang insisted on giving the Golden Flame Sacred Fruit to Ye Fan.

Since she had put it that way, Ye Fan would seem too distant if he continued to refuse.

After accepting the Golden Flame Sacred Fruit, Ye Fan finally noticed Chen Qingshuang’s condition.

Several places on her body had been torn open by claws, and dark blood seeped from the wounds.

When Chen Qingshuang noticed Ye Fan staring blankly at her, she finally realized how disheveled she was.

She hurriedly pulled her torn clothes together to cover herself, her face flushing with embarrassment.

“Don’t misunderstand. I noticed that the blood around your wounds is black, so I suspect the beast’s claws were poisonous.”

The moment Ye Fan finished speaking, Chen Qingshuang suddenly felt dizzy.

She tried circulating her spiritual power to force the poison out, but discovered that it had no effect. Instead, it only accelerated the spread of the venom.

Chen Qingshuang stumbled and nearly fell.

Ye Fan hurried forward and supported her. Seeing that her injuries were extremely serious, he said bluntly, “I’ll help you suck the poison out.”

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