"When I returned, I saw the sorcerer Xiao Wangye had summoned. I think that sorcerer is very powerful. I'm a little worried, I'm worried that neither of us will be able to hold on."
As she mumbled, she bandaged the wound on her arm and smiled.
Finally, Ye Qingcheng cupped the container in her hands, her expression extremely solemn and her tone extremely firm: "Don't worry, Bixi. I won't let you feel like you've suffered just because you have a lady like me. You've already died for me once, and now, the inner core and soul are the only things of yours I can find. With these, you should be able to be resurrected. So, I will stop Xiao Wangye from harming you again."
She paused for a moment, then frowned and said word by word, "I will also avenge you, find the person who hurt you, and return the pain tenfold."
And that target of revenge was Xiao Wangye, who was currently setting up a magic array outside.
Ye Qingcheng had previously practiced a spell. Because it was extremely dangerous and unnecessary, she had never used it.
The danger of the spell lay not in anything else, but simply in the fact that the ultimate outcome for the user was self-destruction.
The only benefit brought by this spell was that the user could recover thirty percent of their own magical power.
She had not needed such a spell in the past, but now, with her strength nearly depleted and her magical power completely scattered, if she wanted to avenge Bixi, she could only recall this spell and go all out.
As night fell, Ye Qingcheng, having recovered thirty percent of her magical power, walked out of the room, holding a gleaming silver long sword in her hand.
She knew where Xiao Wangye was at that moment.
That place was where she would kill Xiao Wangye, thereby avenging Bixi.
Upon arriving at her destination, Xiao Wangye was still dressed in blue, his back to her, his head slightly raised as if looking at the moon. His figure was still as faint as a landscape ink painting, captivating the soul.
"Xiao Wangye."
Ye Qingcheng called out his name, not "Your Highness."
She had already decided to break ties with him and take his life, so there was no need for pleasantries.
Xiao Wangye heard her voice, his body trembled slightly, and then he slowly turned around.
In the moonlight, Xiao Wangye's features were gentle and exceptionally handsome. He looked at her, silent, with no excessive expression on his face.
The surrounding sorcerers and guards then noticed her and rushed forward to apprehend her.
Xiao Wangye raised his hand, signaling everyone to retreat.
Ye Qingcheng smiled mockingly.
"You must know my true identity," Ye Qingcheng flicked her long sword. "So, you don't need to hide anything anymore, and you can't stop me at all. I will kill you, I definitely will."
Xiao Wangye looked at her, love slowly flowing in his eyes.
Whether it was because the night was too deep or because her hatred was too strong, Ye Qingcheng did not notice how tender and affectionate his gaze was.
She simply held her long sword and walked slowly towards him.
She thrust out a sword, and he did not dodge. After taking the blow, he did not show any expression of surprise or pain. It was as if... he knew this time would come and had accepted it all calmly.
"What are you doing? Are you not dodging to make me feel guilty?"
Ye Qingcheng pulled out her long sword, her eyes red, and pushed him fiercely.
Xiao Wangye lowered his eyes to look at her and smiled, "No."
His voice was somewhat hoarse, and she looked up at him, meeting his eyes.
For a moment, Ye Qingcheng felt that everything she was doing now was wrong. If she really killed the man in front of her, she might regret it for the rest of her life.
But she was doing it for Bixi!
Ye Qingcheng gritted her teeth and prepared to stab again.
The previous thrust, fearing he would dodge, had not hit his chest squarely but had slightly deviated.
This time, she would aim for his chest, and with one sword, he would surely die!
However, just as Ye Qingcheng was about to deliver the second blow, the surrounding scene suddenly changed. It transformed from the original courtyard into a barrier filled with white light, and the long sword in her hand was knocked to the ground.
Ye Qingcheng looked around, her expression bewildered.
"Miss, it's me, Bixi."
A familiar voice sounded.
Ye Qingcheng was both surprised and delighted: "It's you? How can you create a barrier, and how can you talk to me?"
"Those are not important matters, but I am still a wandering soul and cannot last long. My main purpose this time is to explain some very important things to you," Bixi said.
"You, what important things do you have?" Ye Qingcheng asked.
Just as Bixi was about to speak, a rumble suddenly erupted from a corner of the barrier.
It was the sorcerers outside, attacking the barrier, trying to shatter it. After all, from outside the barrier, they could not hear any sound from within, and Xiao Wangye knew Ye Qingcheng was inside, so he was naturally extremely worried.
Ye Qingcheng frowned: "It must be Xiao Wangye! Watch me go out and kill him to avenge you!"
As she spoke, she also bent down to pick up the long sword from the ground.
"Miss, don't be rash! Xiao Wangye is not our enemy at all. If he dies, won't you also turn to dust?" Bixi quickly said.
"What? You say Xiao Wangye is not our enemy? But didn't he take your golden core?" she asked, full of surprise.
"He didn't take my golden core at all. He has nothing to do with my death. Hasn't he always cared about you?"
Ye Qingcheng wiped away her tears: "Then your golden core..."
"My golden core is in Shangguan Hong's hands," Bixi said word by word.
"What?" Ye Qingcheng was struck as if by lightning.
Bixi said: "I told you long ago, Miss, this Shangguan Hong is not a good person at all! He did all that with a purpose! My golden core was swallowed by him. Tell me, do you think it was him who told you that Xiao Wangye took my golden core?"
Ye Qingcheng nodded silently.
Bixi sighed: "That's why I say you're too easy to fool. And Shangguan Hong happens to be a glib-tongued person. He must have taken advantage of my absence to deceive you completely. He is indeed a formidable and difficult character."
"Then how can I save you?" Ye Qingcheng asked.
Just as Bixi was about to speak, another heavy blow from the outside finally shattered the barrier completely. The whistling wind and a burst of cheers surged into Ye Qingcheng's ears.
Only Bixi's voice was missing.
When the barrier broke, Bixi, as its creator, must have also turned to dust.
Ye Qingcheng's eyes moistened, and she reached out as if to grasp something, but after a moment of dizziness, all the sounds around her disappeared. When she opened her eyes again, the scene before her was completely unfamiliar.