darknovel Chapter 209 The Two Beauties Frozen in the Spirit Pool
Chapter 209 The Two Beauties Frozen in the Spirit Pool
Mo Chengyue unfastened the storage bag.
The bag opening was opened slightly.
He didn't reach in immediately.
Instead, he squatted by the pool and remained silent for two breaths.
The eyes behind the mask stared at the gap.
The knuckles of the fingers are slightly white.
Then he muttered a very soft murmur.
"I'm telling you in advance."
"What if the pool doesn't work?"
"Please don't blame me for my poor medical skills, senior sisters."
"My real job is as a librarian."
"Treating and saving lives is purely a part-time job."
"Not within the scope of KPI assessment."
His tone was very sarcastic.
But the voice trembled slightly at the end.
He adjusted his breathing and channeled his true energy into the bag.
They carefully located the position of the first frozen body.
Then remove it.
Su Qingying's body appeared in his palm.
The cold light of the ice seal froze her in her final pose before death.
Eyes closed.
His face was ashen white.
The once pristine white robe of the Biyun Peak was torn in half during the battle.
The wound in his abdomen, pierced by the poisonous bone spear, was horrifying.
The skin and flesh at the edge of the wound are rolled back and turned outward.
Frozen blood appears as dark red, ice-crystal-like crystals.
The toxin-like patterns spread out in concentric circles, forming a spiderweb-like black network around her waist and abdomen.
It was as aloof and proud as the moon in the heavens, untouched by dust.
At this moment, it resembles a white crane whose wings have been broken by a hunter.
broken.
Embarrassed.
But it's still so beautiful it makes your heart clench.
His features were aloof, yet a faint smile played at the corners of his lips—a smile he had never seen before when she was alive.
That was her last expression before she died.
Mo Chengyue's gaze lingered on that smile for a moment before shifting away.
Gently place her on the white marble floor by the pool.
Then reach into the storage bag a second time.
Yu Jianhuan's frozen body was removed.
Mo Chengyue supported her body with both hands.
They moved gently, as if afraid of any accident.
Unlike Su Qingying's pale and tragic appearance.
Yu Jianhuan's injuries were more scattered.
The wounds left by the roc clan's encirclement and attack covered his entire body.
The deepest cut runs diagonally from the left shoulder to the right rib.
That iconic rose-purple dress was now reduced to shreds.
He barely managed to cling to her.
The concealment effect is practically negligible.
Her almond-shaped eyes were tightly closed.
The beauty mark at the corner of her eye stood out starkly against her frozen, pale skin.
Like a drop of blood and tears frozen in time.
Mo Chengyue squatted between the two frozen bodies.
One left and one right.
Looked for a long time.
No one knows the expression behind the mask.
But his breathing rate changed.
It becomes deeper, slower, and more deliberate.
It's like using physical means to suppress something that's about to burst.
"……OK."
He spoke.
His voice was hoarser than he had expected.
"This is what the scene looks like now."
"A low-level Golden Core cultivator wearing a bronze mask."
"Squatting in a secret chamber in the core area of an ancient ruin."
"Lying to my left is a Core Formation stage senior sister who turned her hatred into love for me, and whose inner core was shattered into dust."
"Lying on my right is a Foundation Establishment stage senior sister who was riddled with bullets by the Roc clan while protecting me."
"Both of them were frozen solid."
"And in front of me is a mysterious spirit pool that has just brought the dead twin ponytails back to life."
"If this were an online novel—"
"This chapter should be titled 'Resurrection'."
He paused for a moment, muttering his guess.
"But what if the Spirit Pool is ineffective against human cultivators?"
"What if the pool water can only heal demonic beasts, but is poisonous to humans?"
"If the repair process takes three days and three nights."
"What if those dozen or so peak Core Formation cultivators outside finish their fight and run in?"
Mo Chengyue closed his eyes.
Then it opened its eyes again.
"Of course, the above conjectures are impossible accidents."
"I don't want to think about it anymore."
"If I keep thinking about this, I should write my will."
What is the core competitiveness of an overworked office worker?
"No matter how bad the PPT is, you have to submit it when the deadline comes."
"The test has been completed."
"The data is positive."
"The rest is up to metaphysics."
He stood up.
Bend over.
His hands passed beneath Su Qingying's frozen body.
He picked her up.
The movements were extremely light and steady.
They were moving a priceless piece of porcelain that would break at the slightest touch.
In fact, she is now more fragile than porcelain.
The inner elixir shattered.
The meridians are severed.
His soul barely held onto the last wisp of remnant spirit through the blood pact with the Azure Spirit Sword.
If the freezing spell fails faster than the spirit pool can repair itself.
That person is truly gone.
Mo Chengyue walked to the edge of the pond.
Squat down.
Slowly lower Su Qingying's body into the pool.
The moment the frozen body touches the surface of the pool.
A very shallow ripple spread across the water's surface.
The golden-white light rippled slightly.
Su Qingying's body slowly sank to about a foot below the water's surface.
It remains suspended in place.
The cold light of the ice seal intertwined with the warm glow of the pool water.
A subtle form of resistance began to emerge.
The ice is melting slowly.
But it's not fast.
Mo Chengyue did not stop to observe.
He turned around and walked back.
He picked up Yu Jianhuan in the same manner.
Yu Jianhuan is lighter than Su Qingying.
But there are more wounds.
He carried her toward the spirit pool.
The frozen body in my arms was stiff as a board.
The cold touch traveled through his black armor and gloves to his skin.
"...If you were awake now..."
He looked down at Yu Jianhuan, whose eyes were closed, in his arms.
The sound was very soft.
"She'll probably say something like, 'Junior brother, the way you're hugging your sister isn't quite right. Do you want me to teach you?' or something like that."
"Then I would say, 'Senior sister, please have some self-respect.'"
"Then you'll laugh and bite my ear."
"Then I'll pretend to be disgusted."
"But it doesn't really matter."
He put Yu Jianhuan into the pool.
It floats alongside Su Qingying.
Two frozen bodies, one on the left and one on the right.
A tattered white dress.
A shattered rose-purple dress.
The ice slowly melted in the golden-white pool water.
Mo Chengyue stood by the pool.
Look at them.
He muttered something under his breath.
"Let's soak together."
"How should I put this scene?"
"It's a bit like the open-air bath at a hot spring inn."
"All that's missing is a pot of sake and a plate of peanuts."
He shrugged.
Get rid of those inappropriate complaints from your head.
Then I made the most important decision of the day.
He took the Jade Spirit Sword from his waist.
The dark green scabbard gleamed with a cold, emerald light amidst the golden glow of the room.
The sword trembled slightly.
It emitted a very low hum.
It was as if it sensed Su Qingying's presence in the pool.
Mo Chengyue gripped the hilt of his sword.
His thumb traced the blood-stained pattern on the sword guard.
The texture shimmered with a faint reddish glow when he touched it.
It's warm.
Like someone's last body temperature.
"Su Qingying."
He called her name.
The title "senior sister" was not added.
There were no prefixes or suffixes added.
It was just a simple, unremarkable call.
"When you gave me your natal artifact before you died."
"They probably never imagined that I would throw this sword into a mysterious pool."
"But the fragments of your soul are locked inside."