System's Super Sect Chapter 942 - 885: His Presence Brings Peace (First Update)
Previously on System's Super Sect...
"Why must you resemble her of all people? Even if I save you, survival is impossible."
Coldly murmuring those words, the Sword Demon vaulted into the deep chasm and scooped up the scarcely breathing Ye Wuping.
Blood poured from Ye Wuping’s wounds, drenching the Sword Demon’s garments and evoking the sticky discomfort of meat soup spilled across his clothes at mealtime.
Should anyone actually douse his robes with meat soup during dinner, letting it seep so intimately against his skin through the fabric, he’d instantly unsheathe his blade and butcher the offender without a second thought, no matter their purpose.
He couldn’t fathom why this loathsome sensation failed to spark even the slightest urge to discard Ye Wuping.
Just then, Ye Wuping seemed to detect the dire state of his form, sluggishly parting his blood-caked, lifeless eyes, and whispering in a thread-like voice, "Am I going to die?"
"Soon enough—if you prefer, I’ll slow my steps so you can perish in peace en route!" The Sword Demon shot back icily, indifferent to whether Ye Wuping registered the words.
Sensing Ye Wuping’s frame shudder in agony and his shallow breaths growing ever weaker, the Sword Demon accelerated his stride.
Having laid Ye Wuping upon his personal bed, the Sword Demon exhaled in relief before employing Vein Qi to staunch the injuries, compelling that final wisp of life to remain.
Next, he thrust open the door, prepared to depart!
Yet Wen Yan had arrived ahead.
"Heading to meet the Sect Leader?" Wen Yan inquired.
For a brief instant, the Sword Demon stood frozen, as the Sect Leader’s visage had surfaced in his thoughts while applying Vein Qi to seal Ye Wuping’s wounds. The Sect Leader had revived even Micro-Life Star Rain; preserving Ye Wuping ought to pose no challenge!
"Sect Leader..."
The Sword Demon started to elaborate, only for Wen Yan to cut him short.
"Spare the details—this time, the Sect Leader will bend the rules for you and permit Ye Wuping entry... Besides, if you fancy her, chase her without restraint. May you find bliss!" Wen Yan interjected.
"Thank you, Sect Leader." The Sword Demon replied, then abruptly grasped the misunderstanding, "Sect Leader, you’ve got it wrong—I don’t like her!"
"Then leave her to live or perish by herself."
"I don’t want her dying just yet, for Ye Wuping’s death throes echo my first encounter with her—even her words match exactly."
The Sword Demon confessed honestly.
"Scene-stirred sentiments, I get it... To truly rescue her, seek out Elder Zi Ran. He holds vast Celestial Materials from the Red Leaf Sect, ample to keep her alive!"
Wen Yan illuminated a clear path for the Sword Demon, fully aware she couldn’t intervene personally.
Such leisure escaped him!
With Myriad Swords Pool activated and personal efforts spent on Ye Wuping’s rescue, exceptions arose only if the Sword Demon harbored real affection for her. Absent that, Wen Yan refused to expend vital time on strangers—foes least of all.
A softened expression lighting his face, the Sword Demon brimmed with gratitude, took leave of Wen Yan, and hastened to Elder Zi Ran’s abode. He summoned the Elder, engrossed in Ye Wuping’s umbrella, revealed his intent, and watched Zi Ran beam before retreating inside to sift through mounds of Celestial Materials.
At length, buried amid the trove of Celestial Materials, he unearthed a bloom that appeared steeped in blood across a thousand years.
"Lifeless Flower—as long as you’re no Celestial Unrestricted expert with one breath left, it drags you back from the gates of Hell." Zi Ran passed the jade box cradling the Lifeless Flower to the Sword Demon, appending, "Sword Demon Elder, hero saves the beauty—magnificent!"
"No..."
Protest proved futile for the Sword Demon.
Zi Ran’s grin held firm as he uttered ‘I understand’ twice, then dismissed the Sword Demon curtly and dove back into probing Ye Wuping’s umbrella.
Gripping the Lifeless Flower, the Sword Demon abruptly faltered in his resolve to save Ye Wuping.
Ye Wuping?
Even offered outright, he’d spurn her!
He simply refused to let Ye Wuping perish—it wasn’t some hero saving a beauty tale!
He, the Sword Demon, would never play the hero saving a beauty!
Upon returning home, the Sword Demon levitated the Lifeless Flower via Vein Qi, delicately infusing its vital essence into Ye Wuping’s form.
Ye Wuping’s body couldn’t consume the Lifeless Flower whole, demanding a gradual draw of its potency.
Meanwhile, Wen Yan lingered beyond the dormitory grounds, gazing contemplatively at the Sword Demon’s bid to save Ye Wuping. "Sword Demon, love blunts your sword—may you avoid past pitfalls. Ye Wuping remains an Immortal Sect adversary!"
Should affection take root in the Sword Demon for Ye Wuping, repeating old errors loomed all too likely.
Naturally, Wen Yan stood firmly in support of the Sword Demon.
He worried that Ye Wuping refused to release her deep-seated grudge, determined to battle the Immortal Sect to the death, forever opposing the Sword Demon.
A soft breeze grazed his face, snapping Wen Yan from his reflections; he departed the dormitory zone, returning to focus on his cultivation.
The recent slaughter of Qian Jun and his followers made it crystal clear to Wen Yan: without breaking through to Earth Unrestricted, any further action was reckless. Slaying Qian Jun had sparked full-scale war with You Country. With the Immortal Sect's power now spanning far and wide, lacking a supreme guardian figure spelled utter danger for the sect.
Reaching Earth Unrestricted first, then hunting down a Celestial Unrestricted undead beast in Undead Hell—that alone could resolve the pressing crisis.
Once Wen Yan had gone, the Sword Demon channeled the Lifeless Flower's essence into Ye Wuping without pause for three straight days, continuing until her breaths grew even and steady; only then did he pause, ready to slip the final Lifeless Flower petal between her lips.
Right at that moment, Ye Wuping let out a faint moan, her eyes fluttering open bit by bit. Seeing light once more and grasping that death had passed her by, overwhelming joy filled Ye Wuping—she yearned to rise, only to find her body utterly unresponsive.
Alive, yes, but reduced to a mere living corpse!
Nothing stirred except her eyes, lips, and thoughts—everything else lay frozen.
Suddenly, a shadowy form eclipsed the light in her vision; Ye Wuping reflexively narrowed her gaze, straining to make out the face above.
Yet her entire view swam in a foggy blur!
Her eyes had opened wide, but sharp vision escaped her completely.
"Who are you?"
Ye Wuping whispered feebly.
With a icy stare fixed on Ye Wuping, the Sword Demon growled sharply, "If you don’t want to die, open your mouth yourself, anymore nonsense and I’ll send you away with one slash!"
In that instant, two ideas blazed through Ye Wuping’s mind.
Did he save me?
This voice sounds wonderful!
Pondering deeply, Ye Wuping willed her lips apart slowly, taking in the Lifeless Flower petal as the Sword Demon placed it inside.
The moment she swallowed the petal, a torrent of mighty medicinal power erupted, racing wildly through Ye Wuping’s frame.
"Thank you—"
Her pallid lips quivered faintly open, her stare locked on the hazy silhouette ahead, a warm blanket of safety suddenly enveloping her soul.
With him by her side, peace settled over her heart!
