NFBE Chapter 200 Beyond One's Power
Chapter 200 Beyond One's Power
On the small platform in front of the Xingqingshan cave, Xue Tong, wondering why Xue Lan had suddenly fallen silent, called out to her somewhat impatiently:
"What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Then she heard the girl's resentful voice: "Damn it, there are protagonists everywhere."
The little girl almost burst out laughing: "Have you already met the main character?"
Xue Lan's voice was somewhat muffled: "Mm!"
Xue Tong felt extremely sorry for her host, Xue Lan, and offered a few words of comfort before asking, "How is the situation inside?"
"I've knocked out the guards, you can come in now!"
The little boy next to Xue Lan was still heartbroken because his sister had suddenly gone mad and snatched his water chestnuts. The next moment, he saw a lot of stones roll down from the cave entrance that had been blocked with stones. Someone outside came in with torches, and the orange light illuminated his eyes.
His small body trembled slightly, and his trembling hands reached out to push Xue Lan beside him.
The girl slowly stood up, hugged him in her arms, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "It's okay, don't worry."
The voice seemed to have a bewitching effect, and the little boy in her arms calmed down. Xue Lan slowly raised her head among the group of children and looked at the person who came in from the opposite direction.
To be precise, he was looking at the lone swordsman among the crowd.
Dan Dao's gaze remained fixed on Xue Lan. The girl appeared slender, staring at him in the dim light. Her indistinct eyes were hidden in the shadows of her brow bone, making it impossible to fathom her true nature.
Mingcheng and the others began to help the children present, using baskets outside to carry them up one by one. Xue Lan also slowly stood up at this moment, holding the mute little boy in her arms.
Xue Tong stared intently at the child in Xue Lan's arms, while notifications kept ringing in the system space.
"So you've finally turned into a pervert and are planning to kill the male lead for fun?"
Hearing the little girl's tearful voice, Xue Lan almost bit her tongue just as she was about to open her mouth.
"You didn't tell me he was the main character until I found him pleasing to the eye."
The little boy in Xue Lan's arms was a bit reserved, holding onto Xue Lan's collar tightly, wrinkling that small piece of fabric.
Xue Lan frowned slightly, gently patted the back of the little boy's head, and the child fell into a deep sleep.
Xue Lan took a few steps forward and saw the person in front of her clearly.
The girl before him wore a dark red dress, and her gray-white eyes were calm and unwavering. Perhaps because she was holding a small child in her arms, her expression was not as cold and stern as the other disciples of the immortal sects; in fact, it could be described as gentle.
But the moment Dan Dao saw the girl, he gripped the long sword on his back.
Xue Lan sensed the killing intent emanating from the black-clad swordsman opposite her in an instant, like a sky full of dark clouds or the calm before a sudden rainstorm. A fierce wind, stirring the vegetation in the mountains, swept over Xue Lan like a tidal wave.
The girl smiled, pursing her lips.
This smile, like a night-blooming cereus, washed away all the gentleness in Xue Lan's eyes, leaving only a bone-chilling coldness.
The girl continued patting the back of the child's head in her arms, her expression one of extreme danger.
Dan Dao glanced at the child in Xue Lan's arms, and finally slowly withdrew his hand.
Unbeknownst to Xue Tong, in the blink of an eye, the two people beside him had just engaged in an invisible battle. In the clash of their respective "forces," Xue Tong hesitated to act rashly and ultimately lost the battle.
Xue Tong walked up to Xue Lan and said, "Let me help you hold the baby."
Xue Lan gently shook her head.
This isn't just a child anymore; it's her lifeline.
Xue Lan is not yet clear about Dan Dao's true identity, but based on the boundless killing intent that just emanated from him, he can conclude that before Dan Dao took human form, he was a fierce battlefield soldier like Xuan Sha.
Dan Dao watched as the girl opposite him slowly lowered her head, then carried the child outside.
"This is Ling Yuanzi's eldest disciple..."
The young man spoke softly, as if he were murmuring to himself, or as if he were speaking to someone else.
Outside the cave, the moonlight remained unchanged. Seven or eight burly men stood on the small platform, each with broad shoulders and a thick waist, all of similar build to Qin Liu. A human wall blocked Xue Lan's side, their bodies exuding a strong aura of blood, all of them martial artists.
However, these people only possess the bloodlust of martial artists, not the murderous aura of archers.
The girl turned around gently. Ming Cheng was carrying several children as he came out of the cave. When he saw Xue Lan, he bowed to the girl.
"Thank you very much, young lady!"
Xue Lan didn't speak, she just quietly looked at Ming Cheng.
Xue Lan's gray, dim eyes couldn't make out Ming Cheng's appearance, but they could see his fate clearly.
A faint thread of cause and effect connects the two, and beyond that, Xue Lan sees the fate of the woman before him.
Ordinary people's destiny is hidden within themselves, and there are only two opportunities for it to manifest in their lifetime.
One is the time of birth, the growth of one's destiny, and the determination of one's fate in the underworld.
One is when one's life ends before death, and one's soul returns to the realm of Yin and Yang.
Mingcheng looked at the motionless girl in front of him, not noticing anything unusual in her eyes, and gently called out, "Miss?"
Xue Lan looked away from Ming Cheng and said modestly, "Young lady, Xue Lan suffers from an eye disease and cannot see at night."
Mingcheng placed all the children in his arms into the basket, and was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.
Can cultivators also fall ill?
The thought had barely crossed her mind when Xue Lan noticed it, and the girl's voice was gentle and delicate: "Even immortals have things they cannot do."
Mingcheng, realizing his thoughts had been guessed, turned away somewhat awkwardly and fell silent. Unaware that the girl was watching his retreating figure, he softly repeated:
"Beyond my capabilities."
The voice was barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz. It was unclear who it was being spoken to.
With everyone's concerted efforts, all the children in the cave were rescued, and the group finally reached the cliff as dawn broke. Mingcheng stood at the front of the constables and thanked Xue Lan once again.
"It was only thanks to Miss Xue's selfless act that my colleagues and I were able to save these poor children. Mingcheng thanks you, Miss Xue."
After saying that, he was about to kneel down.
Xue Lan certainly didn't want to receive such a grand gesture, so with a slight lift of her finger, the woman in front of her could no longer kneel down.
"The act of harvesting and mutilating living beings is an outrage against both gods and men, and Xue Lan could not bear to watch it. If we were to list all the merits, it would be the great ones who have worked hard. This gift is a bit too much for Xue Lan."
The girl's voice was soft and gentle, yet it contained a power that commanded respect. Mingcheng straightened up and stopped mentioning kneeling.
Her colleagues who had knelt down behind her also straightened up and looked Xue Lan up and down.
Xue Lan felt a headache coming on as she listened to the whispers.
"Miss Ming!" the young woman said, rubbing her temples. "Could you please take a look at the criminal who just fainted on the table?"