39: Gift

Nan Qingyue thought back, placing her finger lightly to her lips.

After a moment of careful thought,

her eyes lit up. "Oh right, I remember now, Young Master Jiang seems to have left."

"Left?" Li Changfeng was startled, not understanding.

"Yes, Young Master Jiang left directly after hearing that the Divine Sword Sect only had the Young Sect Leader," Nan Qingyue said, her brows furrowed.

She truly didn't know what was going on.

Young Master Jiang of the Jiang Family came to the Divine Sword Sect.

He only asked one question: "Is Sect Leader Wei on the mountain?"

After that, Young Master Jiang turned and left, not even stepping inside the mountain gate.

"Is that so? That truly is strange," Li Changfeng nodded.

Nan Qingyue stood quietly to the side.

Suddenly,

a flash of lightning crossed Li Changfeng's mind.

He remembered something.

"Qingyue, I have a gift for you!" Li Changfeng took out four boxes from his embrace.

"Mr. Li, what is this?" Nan Qingyue was a little curious.

A gift?

Master didn't forget me when he went down the mountain!

He even brought me gifts back.

"Open them and see," Li Changfeng smiled slightly.

"Thank you, Master!" Nan Qingyue quickly took them, smiling sweetly.

After gently taking the four boxes,

she first reached out and opened one of them.

As a burst of light flashed,

Nan Qingyue exclaimed, "This is a Heavenly Talent Pill!"

"It's really a Heavenly Talent Pill?"

"Master, you are too good to me!"

Afterward, she opened the other three boxes.

What met her eyes was another familiar sight.

"Four Heavenly Talent Pills?" Nan Qingyue stood frozen in place, unable to recover for a long time.

"They're for you. Do you like them?" Li Changfeng said with a calm expression.

"Master, I love you to death!" Nan Qingyue pounced on him, hugging Li Changfeng tightly.

A faint fragrance emanated from her.

Tears were reflected in her bright eyes.

They must have been tears of excitement.

"Alright, alright, why are you crying?" Li Changfeng raised his hand, gently stroking Nan Qingyue's little head.

"With these four Heavenly Talent Pills, you should be able to forcibly raise your talent to the seventh grade."

"This way, the Third Realm will no longer be a hurdle for you."

Li Changfeng analyzed the situation.

Nan Qingyue nodded vigorously, too excited to speak.

For Nan Qingyue, four Heavenly Talent Pills were extremely precious.

After all, Heavenly Talent Pills couldn't be bought with money alone!

"No more crying, be good," Li Changfeng soothed.

But then, suddenly,

Li Changfeng's vision went black, and he felt the Xian power in his body dissipating.

As his strength vanished,

a feeling of exhaustion and weakness also spread through his body.

"What's going on?" Li Changfeng's brows furrowed.

Bang.

With a muffled thud,

Li Changfeng fell heavily to the ground.

"Master!"

"What's wrong with you!"

Nan Qingyue's pupils constricted sharply, and she cried out in alarm.

Master, please don't scare me!

Are you alright?

Oh, Master!

"Someone, quickly!"

"Help!"

"Something's happened to the Young Sect Leader!"

No sooner had she spoken,

than many Divine Sword Sect disciples rushed in through the front hall door.

The two people leading them were Nie Mingjue and Chen Anan.

Seeing that the situation was bad,

the two stepped forward. Chen Anan was extremely anxious. "Master, Master!"

"Mr. Li!" Nie Mingjue called out.

However, Li Changfeng lay on the ground, unresponsive.

Li Changfeng looked as if he were asleep.

But Nie Mingjue's mind was clear. "An ice cellar! Where is there an ice cellar?"

"There's an ice cellar on the back mountain, but that place is a forbidden area of the Divine Sword Sect," Nan Qingyue said, her brows tightly furrowed.

A few days ago, evil spirits appeared in that place.

The Young Sect Leader had given an order!

Divine Sword Sect disciples were absolutely forbidden from going to the back mountain!

But what if they violated this order and took the Young Sect Leader to the back mountain?

When the Young Sect Leader woke up, he would surely be displeased!

"Quickly take Mr. Li to the ice cellar! The Xian power in his body is dissipating!" A flash of lightning crossed Nie Mingjue's mind.

"At a time like this, who cares about rules?"

"Mr. Li will die if he loses his Xian power!"

Nie Mingjue clenched his fists tightly, his heart growing more and more uneasy.

He had seen such a situation once before.

That one time, it nearly cost Baiyi Luo her life!

Xian Dynasty, Nie family.

Their ancestor, Bai Xian Emperor, had cultivated the Great Dao and could pass on Xian power.

Direct descendants of the Nie family inherited the ancestral Xian Vein from a young age.

Nie family disciples were different from other talented disciples.

At three years old, they could control swords!

At five years old, they could master them!

At seven years old, they could achieve great success!

After ten years old, disciples awakened their Xian Veins, and on the night of the Red Moon, their cultivation would completely dissipate!

One tribulation each year, one crossing each year.

It was not uncommon for Nie family disciples to perish at twenty years old.

For such a tribulation,

Nie family disciples had no solution.

"Die?" Nan Qingyue gasped, crying out in alarm.

"What are you still standing around for! Go to the back mountain!" Chen Anan was extremely anxious.

She no longer cared about anything else.

Calling Nie Mingjue, she carried Li Changfeng on her back and left the front hall.

How could rules be more important than a human life?

Master, I won't let anything happen to you!

"Alright, Miss Chen," Nie Mingjue nodded vigorously, not daring to delay.

Immediately, Nie Mingjue and Chen Anan took Li Changfeng and headed straight for the back mountain of the Divine Sword Sect.

Nan Qingyue felt uneasy. "Divine Sword Sect disciples, listen to my command!"

"Senior Sister!" The Divine Sword Sect disciples responded.

"Notify all disciples to head straight for the back mountain!" Nan Qingyue waved her large sleeve, her face grim.

There were evil spirits on the back mountain; going rashly might not be good!

What if they encountered something!

"Yes, Senior Sister!" The Divine Sword Sect disciples cupped their fists and responded.

Faced with such a situation,

no one dared to delay.

It concerned the Young Sect Leader!

If something happened to the Young Sect Leader, the Divine Sword Sect would likely be finished!

The group set off in a mighty procession.

The noisy sounds attracted the attention of many people.

"Damn it, where exactly is this ice cellar?" Chen Anan searched the back mountain for a long time but couldn't find it.

"Miss Chen, you stay here and take care of Mr. Li; I'll go look," Nie Mingjue suggested.

Chen Anan had no cultivation; she wanted to find that ice cellar in such a large mountain.

It wouldn't be easy.

"Alright, thank you for your trouble!" Chen Anan nodded vigorously.

"I'll be right back, wait for me," Nie Mingjue responded, lightly tapping his toes.

He soared into the air, a flash of lightning crossing his eyes.

And just at this moment,

the Xian power in Li Changfeng's body became even weaker.

Gradually, it could no longer be felt.

"Is the Nie family bloodline truly a burden?" Nie Mingjue clenched his fists tightly, unwilling to accept it.

Li Changfeng's current state was very likely due to the Nie family's Xian power.

He inherited Baiyi Luo's Xian power.

While gaining invincible Xian power, his body simply couldn't withstand the consumption.

He might even suffer a backlash from the Xian power!

"Mr. Li, you absolutely must be alright!"

"There are still many people waiting for you!"

Nie Mingjue looked up, gazing at the sky and falling into deep thought.

But after a long time, a flash of lightning crossed his mind.