Extracting Billions Of Toxins And Tempering An Unsullied Body Chapter 346 – The Heavenly Spirit Sacred Body

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

With the disappearance of the youth, the Song Mansion once again returned to tranquility.

However, this time, there were no buildings that stood erect. There were only ruins everywhere and corpses that could be seen everywhere. The air was still filled with the thick smell of blood, and the fresh blood dyed every inch of the Song Mansion red.

“Ye Wushuang, huh…” looking at the youth's previous location, Gu Xi muttered.

Waving his hand to dispel the spirit array, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He had been trying his best to conceal the fact that his spirit energy was exhausted until the moment the youth left completely. The emptiness in his body caused his mind to spin for a moment.

However, he also secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the youth did not choose to continue the battle just now. Otherwise, he would have long fled.

He forced himself to gather his bearings. He turned around to walk towards Song Qingluan's position. At this moment, the Hu Clan members had already disappeared. It was obvious that they had chosen to flee without hesitation the moment the young man left.

Staying here would undoubtedly mean waiting for death.

Gu Xi did not intend to pursue this matter. After all, if the members of the Song Family died, so be it. The only person he wanted to protect was Song Qingluan.

“Young Master Wang, are you alright?” when Gu Xi came closer, Song Qingluan hurriedly asked with concern.

Hearing this, Gu Xi could not help but be stunned, and his face was filled with confusion.

“Didn't you say that you're Young Master Wang Zhan of the Hehuan Sect…” Song Qingluan spoke softly, and her pretty face could not help but flush red.

Although she had been staying in Water Cloud City for many years, she had heard quite a bit about the Hehuan Sect. Perhaps it could be said that all the women in the entire Southern Continent knew of the existence of the Hehuan Sect.

Seeing Song Qingluan's expression, Gu Xi did not know whether to laugh or cry. He hurriedly explained, “I was lying to him. I'm not stupid enough to reveal my true identity.”

If that youth wanted to seek revenge after the incident, then the Hehuan Sect would suffer.

Thinking of this, the corners of Gu Xi's mouth could not help but curl up.

The only shortcoming was that Wang Zhan had already died in his hands.

Hearing Gu Xi's words, Song Qingluan nodded thoughtfully.

“How is Family Leader Song?” Gu Xi also nodded and looked at Song Tian, who was lying on the ground.

At this moment, the latter was already unconscious and his vitality had already spread throughout his body. If it was not for the fact that he had a good foundation in cultivation, he would have died long ago.

“Father's condition isn't optimistic…” Song Qingluan knelt down beside Song Tian with a complicated expression. “Young Master Gu… Is there any way to save his life?”

Gu Xi released his divine sense and slowly invaded Song Tian's body. Not long after, he frowned and shook his head. “There's no way to save him.”

This was the truth. More than half of Song Tian's internal organs had already been corroded. Now, even if the Daluo Immortal came, he could only watch obediently.

Song Qingluan's delicate body trembled and she nodded helplessly.

Actually, she could roughly guess it, but she was just unwilling to accept this fact.

Song Tian had already been heavily injured since the start of the battle between Gu Xi and the youth. Song Qingluan could be said to have personally watched him walk step by step towards death.

The undulation of his chest became smaller and smaller until it completely disappeared. In less than a quarter of an hour, the life force in his body completely disappeared.

Song Qingluan knelt on the ground in a daze and hugged her knees as she cried bitterly.

Once Song Tian died, she was the only one left in the Song Family.

She was a woman, and moreover, she was trash who could not cultivate…

Was the Song Family really going to be finished?

Gu Xi patted Song Qingluan's shoulder and opened his mouth to say something to comfort her, but after thinking for a long time, he did not know what to say.

In the face of a broken home and a dead person, words were so weak and powerless.

What bullshit comfort? It was better to just openly cry!

Thinking of this, Gu Xi quietly stood at the same spot and waited.

At this moment, the air by the side squirmed. Immediately, a figure took a step forward.

Gu Xi's expression turned cold. Immediately, he subconsciously slapped that person.

“You Little Brat, you want to hit your Master? Even after not seeing me for a few days?!”

A familiar voice sounded. Gu Xi focused his eyes and looked over. That nervous and solemn expression could not help but instantly disappear without a trace.

That's right, the person who came was Yun Zhiyi, who had disappeared for the past two days.

Gu Xi thought that the youth had made a comeback and broke out in cold sweat.

If the youth had really returned at this time, all Gu Xi could do was turn around and run. Moreover, he had to bring Song Qingluan with him. It was most likely going to be a disaster.

“Elder Yun, where have you been these past two days?”

“Do you know that your disciple was almost killed by a member of the demonic tribe?”

Gu Xi pretended to have a lingering fear as he spoke. In his heart, he was already thinking of how she could take this opportunity to ‘extort' Yun Zhiyi.

No matter what, he had to get a heaven-grade spirit array.

Yun Zhiyi seemed to have already seen through Gu Xi's trick. He looked at the latter with disdain. Then, he simply looked around with a somewhat serious expression. “This place does indeed have the aura of the demonic tribe.”

After confirming the authenticity of the matter, his expression became even uglier.

Just how many people had the outer realm demonic tribe sent into the Four Continents?

They had already encountered two demonic tribe members on this journey alone, and their strength was not to be underestimated.

If there were any more of them, the day they revealed their true identities would be the day the entire Southern Continent would fall into the hands of the outer realm demonic tribe!

Such a thing must not happen!

Even though Yun Zhiyi and Gu Xi were not natives of the Southern Continent, their thoughts were surprisingly the same.

This was also one of the reasons why Gu Xi had chosen to save Song Qingluan!

“Eh, this girl…” After scanning the surroundings, Yun Zhiyi's gaze finally landed on Song Qingluan. A hint of surprise appeared on his aged face.

In order to verify the accuracy of her thoughts, Yun Zhiyi held his breath and concentrated. An extremely weak spiritual sense instantly surged into Song Qingluan's body.

To an ordinary person like Song Qingluan, she did not feel the slightest bit of difference. Moreover, she was currently immersed in grief and did not sense anything amiss.

“It's actually the Heavenly Spirit Sacred Body!” A moment later, Yun Zhiyi could not help but exclaim in surprise.

His sudden words brought Song Qingluan back to her senses. Looking at the old man who had appeared out of nowhere, she could not help but jump in fright.

“This is my master, Yun Zhiyi. Just call him Elder Yun.” Gu Xi hurriedly introduced the two to each other.

“Hello, Elder Yun.”

Song Qingluan nodded and forced out a smile to greet the old man.

Chapter end