C20 This Is How Antagonists Are Raised

Qiao Sheng carried Hsiang Lanxuan and walked in the secret realm for a long time. The path behind them was no longer visible, and there was no end in front of them. Seeing that Hsiang Lanxuan's breathing was getting weaker and weaker, Qiao Sheng stopped.

Putting Hsiang Lanxuan down, he grabbed his hand and transferred the Spiritual Force into his body.

Hsiang Lanxuan's body was like a bottomless pit. There was no reaction at all when he injected his Spiritual Force into Qiao Sheng's body. Qiao Sheng's body had not recovered yet, and after injecting a large amount of Spiritual Force into him, he could not hold on any longer. His lips were pale and cracked. The moment Qiao Sheng stopped injecting spiritual force into Hsiang Lanxuan's dantian, something strange happened. A powerful force spread out in all directions and churned in Hsiang Lanxuan's body. Hsiang Lanxuan's body temperature rose rapidly. Not only that, but the force began to absorb Qiao Sheng's spiritual force automatically. Qiao Sheng could not stop even if he wanted to.

If this continued, he would die before Hsiang Lanxuan. Qiao Sheng bit his lower lip and circulated the remaining Spiritual Force in his palm to prevent the Spiritual Force from being absorbed. Finally, he struck out and forcefully separated him from Hsiang Lanxuan.

Qiao Sheng spat out a large mouthful of blood. His mind became a little dazed and his vision became blurry. He shook his head and barely managed to support his body from falling down. He took out seven or eight spirit pills from the storage ring, raised his head and poured all of them into his mouth.

These pills could quickly recover the lost Spiritual Force in one's body and heal wounds to the greatest extent, but there was also a drawback to this medicine, which was that it had a time limit. It would soon be beaten back to its original state and cause great harm to the body.

Qiao Sheng recovered his energy in the shortest time possible. He carried Hsiang Lanxuan on his shoulder and continued walking.

I don't know how much time had passed, but suddenly the narrow view became wide and bright. It was like a prairie, endless and full of grass, and the only bad thing about it was that there was no wind or animals, and there were two moons in the sky, red.

Qiao Sheng threw Hsiang Lanxuan on the ground. This time, he took out a large number of Spirit Stones and arranged them into a Spirit Gathering Formation, surrounding the two of them in the middle.

The Spirit Gathering Array, as the name implied, gathered spiritual qi. He had consumed a large amount of spiritual qi, and he had yet to replenish it. He had also overdrawn his body by taking pills. If he were to treat Hsiang Lanxuan later, it would be a miracle if he didn't die.

So he set up a Spiritual Gathering Array to gather spiritual qi. As long as Hsiang Lanxuan had the slightest consciousness, he could automatically absorb the spiritual qi from the outside world and nurse his body.

Qiao Sheng touched Hsiang Lanxuan's wrist and carefully released a wisp of spiritual consciousness to follow Hsiang Lanxuan's meridians to check the powerful energy in his dantian.

Hsiang Lanxuan's dantian was emitting a faint purple light, and it was shrouded in a cloud of purple mist. He could not see the situation clearly, so he decided not to go any deeper. He withdrew from Hsiang Lanxuan's body and looked down at Hsiang Lanxuan on the ground, deep in thought.

"System, what if I destroy Hsiang Lanxuan's cultivation at this moment?"

The system said, "Yes, Mr. Qiao, but you have to make sure that he doesn't die."

"Tsk..." Qiao Sheng frowned and gave up on the idea. He could not guarantee that Hsiang Lanxuan would not die right now.

"When can the secret realm be opened?"

"That depends on Hsiang Lanxuan's luck. Of course, Zhedan can open it," the system said.

A dark light flashed across Qiao Sheng's eyes. He casually tidied up the things that could be used in the storage ring and asked: "Then where is Zhedan now?"

It seemed that every time a question was asked about Zhedan, no matter how big or small, the system would have a short silence. This time, the system paused and said, "Outside the secret realm. I just learned that you were trapped inside the secret realm."

"Oh." Qiao Sheng curled his lips. It was good that he knew. He was sure that Zhedan would come to save him, no matter what the reason was.

Knowing that they would be able to leave the secret realm soon, Qiao Sheng heaved a sigh of relief. After feeding Hsiang Lanxuan a few herbal medicines, he waited for Hsiang Lanxuan to wake up.

This secret realm was very strange. There were two red moons in the sky, and there was no difference between day and night. The plants were still growing luxuriantly, and the temperature was close to the human body's constant temperature. There was no wind or movement, and everything seemed to have stopped. If Qiao Sheng had not seen the two red moons moving slowly, he would have thought that the space they were in had been frozen.

Hsiang Lanxuan woke up when the red moon moved above his head for the third time that day. The first thing he saw when he woke up was Qiao Sheng lying on his side on the grass. He had one hand on his forehead, his eyes were closed, and his face was pale.

"Martial Uncle..." Hsiang Lanxuan called out to Qiao Sheng in a low voice. He did not want to disturb Qiao Sheng, so he carefully moved his body and stood up to look around.

He had been here before, when they had been trapped here for three or four days, because it was not a real scene at all, but an illusion created by a goblin.

Qiao Sheng slept very little. He woke up when Hsiang Lanxuan stood up, but he was too lazy to move, so he let Hsiang Lanxuan do as he pleased.

After about a quarter of an hour, Qiao Sheng slowly sat up, rubbed his aching head and began to plan what to do next.

Hsiang Lanxuan's last memory before he fainted was that he used up his last bit of Spiritual Force to push everyone out of the secret realm that was about to close. When he woke up, he saw Qiao Sheng beside him. When Qiao Sheng saw Hsiang Lanxuan walking over, he wanted to say something but stopped himself. He knew what Hsiang Lanxuan wanted to ask. He explained indifferently that he and his disciple happened to be passing by at that time. Seeing that the situation was urgent, he rushed over to take Hsiang Lanxuan out, but the secret realm suddenly closed and the two of them were trapped here.

When Hsiang Lanxuan heard Qiao Sheng's explanation, he firmly believed it. It had completely changed Qiao Sheng's image in his heart. The people of the Nether Sect said that Qingshang was the most heartless person, but Martial Uncle was willing to risk his life to rush in and save him. It could be seen that Martial Uncle was not a heartless person.

Hsiang Lanxuan squatted in front of Qiao Sheng. Seeing that Qiao Sheng's face was still pale, he could not help but reach out his hand to touch him, but he was stopped by Qiao Sheng halfway. Qiao Sheng glanced at him and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Hsiang Lanxuan retracted his hand and avoided his gaze. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Nothing, I was rude."

"Martial Uncle, you don't look well. Are you hurt?" Hsiang Lanxuan asked after a while.

"Yes."

Hsiang Lanxuan knew how to get out of the illusion. He followed behind Hsiang Lanxuan, his footsteps unsteady and his head still dizzy. Qiao Sheng did not want to say another word.

This was probably the so-called aftereffects. The effects of the spiritual pills he had taken had already worn off.

"Mr. Qiao, your vital signs are declining," The system reminded Qiao Sheng.

At this time, Qiao Sheng was already in a state of unconsciousness. He panted and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Droplets of sweat dripped down his cheeks and onto his clothes. Qiao Sheng did not notice that his hair had also started to turn white, starting from the tip of his hair, little by little, as if it was covered by snow.

"Martial Uncle!"

Hsiang Lanxuan turned around, his pupils suddenly contracting. He opened his arms to catch Qiao Sheng, who was on the verge of collapse, and said fearfully, "Martial Uncle, Martial Uncle, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Even though he was about to lose consciousness, Qiao Sheng could still answer Hsiang Lanxuan without any change in his expression.

Hsiang Lanxuan touched Qiao Sheng's wrist and felt his pulse. His expression changed. Qiao Sheng's pulse was so weak that it could almost be ignored. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was on the verge of death. How could he be fine?!

Hsiang Lanxuan did not know why Qiao Sheng's condition was so serious. He quickly injected spiritual qi into Qiao Sheng's body, but Qiao Sheng's body was no longer able to gather spiritual qi. The spiritual qi that he injected scattered and disappeared in the end.

"Martial Uncle!" Hsiang Lanxuan's eyes flashed with panic. Just as he was panicking, a red corner of his clothes suddenly appeared in front of him. It was as red as blood.

Zhedan looked down at Hsiang Lanxuan and said, "Give him to me."

Hsiang Lanxuan immediately retracted the panic on his face and asked warily, "Who are you?"

Zhedan narrowed his eyes and looked at Qiao Sheng's tightly shut eyes. He said sinisterly, "Give him to me."

Hsiang Lanxuan hugged Qiao Sheng tightly and secretly chanted a spell. If Zhedan made any moves, he would immediately retaliate.

Seeing that Hsiang Lanxuan was even more wary of him, Zhedan's eyes darkened. Suddenly, he teleported in front of Hsiang Lanxuan and pulled Qiao Sheng into his arms in a split second. He spread his huge white wings and flew into the sky with Qiao Sheng. Hsiang Lanxuan chased after him with his sword in hand. Zhedan sneered disdainfully and increased his speed. Soon, he disappeared without a trace.