NFBE Chapter 2077
Chapter 2077
"This...how is this possible..." Xia Jiuyou's eyes widened, her lips trembled, and she murmured softly, filled with shock and bewilderment.
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Just then, a whooshing sound came from not far away, as if someone was descending from a distance.
Xia Jiuyou used the last bit of strength to slowly turn her neck and look in the direction from which the sound came.
The setting sun cast its last rays across the sky, tinging it with a soft golden-red hue. In her current state, she could only look up at the approaching figure—
It was a tall and imposing figure, with a head of smooth white hair that fluttered freely in the wind. His eyes seemed to burn with two dark blue candle flames, so deep that they could pierce through the endless abyss.
He wore a spotless black robe, which appeared even more mysterious and aloof in the afterglow.
As the person slowly approached, that handsome face, with a touch of unruliness, clearly came into Xia Jiuyou's view.
The moment she saw who it was, her pupils contracted sharply again, and the shock in her eyes was instantly replaced by a deeper despair.
"It's you... Chen Xuan." Xia Jiuyou felt dizzy, as if the sky was about to collapse. What day is this? Why have I ended up in such a state of being unable to live or die!
Seeing the deep despair on Xia Jiuyou's face, Chen Xuan frowned slightly, then a half-smile appeared on his lips as he said, "Fairy, a day apart feels like three autumns. How come you've become like this after only a few days?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked San Guang's already cold corpse aside with a casual and natural movement. Then, with a flick of his finger, all of San Guang's storage magic treasures and personal weapons flew into his hand, as if he were picking up ownerless items.
At this moment, Xia Jiuyou looked extremely miserable.
In the past, she was dressed in a spotless fairy-like feather robe, and with just a touch of makeup, she was stunningly beautiful, like a celestial being descended to earth, possessing a cool and aloof temperament that could only be admired from afar and not profaned.
But now?
Her celestial robes were already tattered, with many tears revealing her delicate, porcelain-like skin, but there was no beauty in them, only endless embarrassment.
That once stunningly beautiful face was now filthy and grime-covered from the fierce battle and the blood on it, and was no longer the ethereal beauty it once was.
"Kill me if you want, but don't even think about making Xia Jiuyou submit!" Xia Jiuyou was barely breathing, clinging to life with only her last breath.
Even if she were to meet Chen Xuan again in such a miserable state, compared to falling into the hands of despicable people like San Guang and becoming their plaything, perhaps dying at Chen Xuan's hands was the best ending for her at this moment.
Xia Jiuyou lay paralyzed in the cold void, her broken body struggling to even maintain basic levitation, yet she harbored no hope whatsoever that Chen Xuan would rescue her.
She clearly remembered their past conflicts, and even more so the entanglement between his primordial spirit avatar Qiu Zixian and him—that debt had never been settled.
Her near-death clarity made her see things clearly; rather than hoping for the enemy's pity, she would rather seek a quick death.
“Kill me, and no one will be able to threaten Qiu Zixian anymore.” She met Chen Xuan’s gaze, her voice weak but carrying a hint of pride. “It’s just a pity that I couldn’t fight you one-on-one at my peak and settle the score.”
Hearing her intermittent words, Chen Xuan did not stop walking. He walked up to her and reached out to feel around.
His movements were swift and decisive, without a single unnecessary exchange of pleasantries. As his fingertips brushed against her tattered robes, his presence carried an undeniable force.
Xia Jiuyou froze, her originally pale face instantly turning red, as shame, indignation, and humiliation surged into her heart like a tide.
"You lecherous scoundrel! You bastard!" she shouted with all her might, her voice trembling with agitation. "You're not even as good as that scoundrel San Guang! At least he maintained the dignity of a cultivator, but you actually dared to lay a hand on him!"
Her severe injuries left her too weak to even lift her hand, yet she could clearly feel the touch of that hand; every inch of its movement felt like it was burning her dignity. Xia Jiuyou gritted her teeth, her eyes reddening with extreme shame and indignation.