59: Battle of the Stone Temple (Part 3)

From the direction of the stone hall entrance, a continuous roar pounded on Nangong Wan’s taut heartstrings.

Each loud bang was accompanied by a violent flash of the Restriction’s spiritual light.

Her spiritual power had long been depleted, and the Vermillion Bird Ring’s light was dim, clinging on by a thread of stubborn will.

Each of the Ink Dragon’s attacks made her small body sway precariously, and blood constantly overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

“I can’t fall… Lin Feng is still breaking the Restriction…”

Nangong Wan gritted her teeth, using her last bit of strength to activate the Vermillion Bird Ring again, barely blocking the Ink Dragon’s powerful claw.

“Pfft!”

She felt as if her internal organs were dislodged, and her vision swam with black spots.

Just as her consciousness was about to blur, an earth-shattering roar came from the entrance of the stone hall!

“Boom!”

The indestructible Restriction shattered in response, and a long-awaited ray of sunlight, like a sharp sword, pierced through the dimness of the hall and shone in.

In the light, a shadow could vaguely be seen flying by.

“It opened… it finally opened…”

Nangong Wan’s taut heartstrings suddenly loosened, and the stubborn will that had supported her abruptly receded.

Boundless exhaustion and pain instantly engulfed her, and she could no longer hold on, her small body softly falling backward.

“I’ve done my best… Sect…”

“Lin Feng… and those Talismans Phoenix Dance gave me… I really do owe you two a huge favor…”

As her consciousness lingered, Nangong Wan’s life flashed before her eyes.

She had been intelligent since childhood, with exceptional Aptitude, Cultivating all the way to Core Formation, becoming the youngest Elder of the Yanyue Sect, enjoying boundless glory.

But behind this glory was endless loneliness.

She had never truly opened her heart to anyone, nor had she ever had a beloved.

With great difficulty, at the Ascension Gathering, on a whim, she took Mo Fengwu, a Disciple with exceptional talent.

After only a few years together, the Master-Disciple bond grew deeper, but she never expected to die here today.

If… if there was a next life…

She would definitely…

Just as Nangong Wan slowly closed her eyes, preparing to embrace death’s cold embrace, an incredibly familiar voice exploded in her ears.

“Do you really want to die so badly, you old hag?”

A warm and strong aura came from behind her, and a strong arm swiftly wrapped around her soft waist, lifting her from the ground.

Almost simultaneously, the Ink Dragon’s violent Demonic Qi swept past the spot where she had just fallen, creating a deep pit in the ground.

Nangong Wan laboriously opened her heavy eyelids, and what came into view was indeed Lin Feng’s handsome face.

“You… why did you come back…”

Her voice was extremely weak, carrying a hint of imperceptible annoyance.

However, at this moment, she was in the form of a young girl in the prime of her youth, and these words, coupled with her pale, helpless little face, made her seem like a young girl in the throes of first love, cooing at her beloved.

Lin Feng looked down at the petite Nangong Wan in his arms, a slight curve on his lips.

“I don’t want Phoenix Dance to have just taken a Master, only to have to mourn for you, Senior.”

As he spoke, he tightened his arm slightly, pulling Nangong Wan’s soft body closer to his chest.

Nangong Wan symbolically struggled for a moment but found that she couldn’t muster any strength, and… Lin Feng’s embrace was unexpectedly firm and warm.

She simply gave up resisting, letting Lin Feng hold her.

A strange sense of security quietly spread in her heart.

“Hold me tight!”

Lin Feng’s voice carried a hint of undeniable dominance.

Nangong Wan’s cheeks flushed slightly at his words.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally, she extended her slender, snow-white arms and wrapped them around Lin Feng’s neck as instructed.

Her head gently nestled into his broad chest, feeling his strong heartbeat.

Her legs also subconsciously clamped around his waist, as if only this way could she draw a sense of security.

This posture… made her feel a little shy, yet inexplicably fond.

“You… be careful…”

Nangong Wan in his arms let out an almost imperceptible groan, her voice as thin as a mosquito’s buzz, carrying a hint of worry.

She could feel that Lin Feng’s current state was also not good; the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from him were somewhat chaotic.

He must have expended a great deal of energy breaking the Restriction just now.

“Ding! Detected a significant increase in the host’s bond value with Nangong Wan!”

“Current Bond Rank: Trust (90/100)”

“Bond Increase Reward: Top-Grade Spirit Stone x10, Dragon-Tiger Vitality Pill x1 bottle, System points +500.”

“Senior, hold on tight!” Lin Feng laughed heartily, his footwork changing, his figure like a ghost, weaving and dodging through the Ink Dragon’s storm-like attacks.

He held Nangong Wan in his arms, yet he did not appear clumsy at all.

Each time, he narrowly avoided the Ink Dragon’s attacks at the last moment, which made Nangong Wan’s heart pound, yet she was secretly astonished by his exquisite movement technique.

Was this guy really a Qi Refinement Stage Cultivator?

Nangong Wan held Lin Feng tightly, feeling his steady heartbeat and the sense of strength emanating from his body; an unprecedented, peculiar emotion quietly sprouted in her heart.

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I’m a bit sleepy, so I’m going to sleep. I’ll update another chapter in the afternoon~