#884 - Why not cherish yourself?

“Xuanjia Army, listen to my orders! Immediately proceed to all major cities and recover the lost territories! Leave none of the invading forces alive!”

“The Xuanyuan Clan, listen to my orders! Immediately consecrate those Starry Sky Warships and dispatch peak Extremely High-Level experts to accompany and oversee the Xuanjia Army! I don't want to see any casualties in the Xuanjia Army. The Semi-Saint level army generals are all to be killed by you, the Xuanyuan Clan!”

Jun Wuxie's majestic voice echoed from Mount Zongwang, reverberating across the city skies.

“The Xuanjia Army's millions of soldiers receive Lord Divine's decree, and will surely kill all invaders!”

“The entire Xuanyuan Clan receives Lord Divine's decree!”

…

The commanders of the Xuanjia Army swiftly retrieved the map of Emperor Beginning Star, arranging troop deployment matters.

The ancestors of the Xuanyuan Clan began to consecrate those Starry Sky Warships.

With these Starry Sky Warships, they could transport the Xuanjia Army and quickly reach every corner of Emperor Beginning Star.

Jun Wuxie issued such an order after careful consideration.

He knew that his order meant that countless lives would be buried on Emperor Beginning Star.

However, the invaders were not innocent.

If these people were not killed, he would not be able to face the End of World Torrent with peace of mind in the future.

For himself, these people posed no threat, but he feared that when he was fighting in the front lines, battling with the dark powerhouses, his rear would be attacked by people from this universe.

He would absolutely not allow such a thing to happen.

Before the End of World Torrent arrived, all hidden dangers must be eliminated and cleared away completely, so that he could go to the forefront and confront the darkness without any worries.

He closed the door of the Bronze Secret Chamber, embracing Lingfei, whose face was pale and full of pain, struggling against the spiritual attacks and the erosion of the energy of the Darkest Curse.

Golden blood energy penetrated deep into Lingfei's body, finding the Darkest Curse substances that were frantically eroding her origin, and urged the Destiny Star within the Cave Heaven to generate a powerful devouring force.

Those Darkest Curse substances resisted frantically, many times stronger than most of the Darkest Curse substances he had encountered in the past.

He could not quickly devour the Darkest Curse substances, otherwise, in a large-scale confrontation, it would inevitably hurt Lingfei's body. After all, her body was now like a battlefield, a battlefield where his devouring power and the Darkest Curse substances were fighting.

“Bear with it, it will be fine soon…”

Jun Wuxie slowly devoured the Darkest Curse substances in Lingfei's body, while using the essence of life to help her repair the physical damage caused by the resistance of the Darkest Curse substances, gently stroking her pale face with his palm, feeling both heartache and self-reproach.

If he could have returned earlier, Lingfei would not have suffered such torture.

He knew best what it was like to resist the Darkest Curse. The soul confronting the will of the Darkest Curse was an indescribable torment, a living hell, enduring the pain of being torn apart every minute and every second.

However, he could not return earlier. If he did not reach the pinnacle and enter the realm of myth, even if he returned, he would not be able to turn the tide.

The twenty-odd days in the core area of the Heavenly Position Secret Land were the most crucial period of time, an indispensable period of growth.

…

Initially, although the speed of devouring the Darkest Curse substances was slow, as the Darkest Curse substances continued to decrease, their resistance became weaker and weaker, which made his devouring speed steadily increase.

Lingfei's physical condition gradually improved.

Although she was resisting the attacks of the Darkest spiritual will in a deep level of soul self-locking, and her consciousness was already hazy, she seemed to sense the changes in her physical state, and gradually stopped dividing her attention to resist the Darkest Curse substances, instead focusing all her attention on resisting the spiritual attacks.

Several days later.

The Darkest Curse substances in Lingfei's body were completely devoured.

Jun Wuxie temporarily left the Bronze Secret Chamber and came to the sect's treasure vault, taking a large amount of Holy Marrow Liquid.

Although his soul had reached the Saint Realm, he could not help Lingfei resist the spiritual attacks.

Lingfei's realm had already recovered. Although she had not returned to her peak state of that year, her soul realm was mostly not far from the Supreme Saint Realm of that year.

After all, the soul realm in this Lower Realm would not be suppressed too much.

But even so, she was resisting so hard, which showed how strong the special spiritual will contained in the Darkest Curse was.

What he could do now was to frantically replenish Lingfei's soul power.

Although such replenishment was a drop in the bucket for Lingfei, it might affect the balance in their confrontation.

In this evenly matched confrontation, once the balance was slightly broken, it would be a relationship of ebb and flow. Lingfei would become more and more dominant, and eventually defeat the spiritual will.

While refining the Holy Marrow Liquid, he frantically transported the power of the soul into Lingfei's body.

As time passed, he gradually felt that Lingfei's state was changing, and the balance of the spiritual confrontation was constantly tilting towards her.

Jun Wuxie's face was covered with sweat, his soul power was extremely depleted, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eye sockets were somewhat sunken, but there was a smile on his face, and his tense mood also relaxed a lot.

Three days later, strange light rain suddenly rushed out of Lingfei's sea of consciousness, filled with an evil and cold aura.

As soon as the light rain came out, it dissipated, and the evil and cold aura also disappeared.

At this time, Lingfei slowly opened her eyes, just in time to meet Jun Wuxie's concerned and distressed gaze.

“Young Master…”

A warm smile appeared on her pale face.

This feeling was so good. Even after experiencing a narrow escape and painful torment, seeing her beloved man in her eyes filled with heartache made her feel that all the pain and torment seemed insignificant.

Jun Wuxie lowered his head and kissed her bloodless lips, and said softly: “Don't talk, rest well, and restore your energy. You are very weak now.”

Lingfei's eyes were filled with water vapor, and her slender jade hand caressed his somewhat thin cheeks, looking at his bloodshot eyes and sunken eye sockets, feeling distressed.

She could feel that Jun Wuxie's soul was very weak, almost exhausted, and knew that he must have been continuously sending soul power to her during these days.

She didn't say anything, not wanting to make him feel sorry for herself again. She immediately closed her eyes, leaned in his arms, and restored her energy.

Jun Wuxie gently stroked her silky smooth blue hair, while refining the blood of the divine beast, constantly transporting the essence of life into her body.

Another day passed like this before Lingfei's energy was restored.

Her beautiful face regained its blood color, leaning in his arms, looking up, staring at him with her crystal clear eyes, her eyes were extremely gentle and affectionate.

“Young Master, how is the situation in the dynasty now?”

During these days, her soul was self-locked, resisting the Darkest will attack, and she had no perception of the outside world.

“It's all resolved.”

Jun Wuxie told the story in detail.

Lingfei listened with a smile on her face. The Young Master was already invincible in the Lower Realm, and nothing made her happier than hearing such news.

“Next, what are you going to do, Young Master?”

A cold light flashed in Jun Wuxie's eyes, and said: “Remove the tumors in the starry sky one by one, in order to create a good environment and conditions for resisting the End of World Torrent in the future.”

“Where are you going to start, Young Master?”

“Starting from Emperor Beginning Star, first take the Soul Hunting Palace and Tianjing Sect!”

Hearing this, a dignified look appeared between Lingfei's eyebrows: “The Soul Hunting Palace and Tianjing Sect, I'm afraid they are not that simple. The forbidden spear used by the Soul Hunting Palace, the spiritual will in it, is not the original will of the Darkest Curse, but a very powerful existence temporarily attached to it. That must be someone far beyond the Supreme Saint Realm, otherwise it would be impossible to almost make me unable to resist with just a wisp of spiritual will.”

“I know, no matter how strong the backers behind the Soul Hunting Palace and Tianjing Sect are, they themselves dare not come out. The Lower Realm has order suppression. If they show up, it means that they can only use the power of the Extremely High-Level, and although the soul is strong, it cannot be used to attack, otherwise it will also be suppressed by the order. You don't have to worry about this. Even if there are any unexpected situations, I have trump cards to kill them!”

“Then you have to be careful.”

Jun Wuxie nodded and said: “After I solve these things, I will take you to a place where you can improve your talent growth intensity. You, a dignified Supreme Saint Realm, cannot always have your talent growth intensity stay at the eighth level of the Ancient Legend, you must break through as soon as possible.”

Speaking of this, Lingfei shook her head and sighed: “The forest world I used to live in, although it is higher in level than this world, the origin of the world is very weak. The upper limit of realm cultivation is not low, but the improvement of talent growth intensity is extremely difficult. Otherwise, the Supreme Saint Realm should be a myth…”

“How does your original world compare to the Upper Realm universe?”

“There's no comparison.”

Lingfei said that although she had never been to the Upper Realm, she knew the basic situation of the Upper Realm.

She said that the origin of the Upper Realm universe is extremely strong, and the level of cultivation civilization is higher than her world. The Supreme Saint Realm powerhouses in the Upper Realm are probably basically powerhouses who have stepped into the realm of myth.

“It doesn't matter, you will also be able to step into the realm of myth in the future.”

Jun Wuxie comforted. He had Thunder Tribulation Liquid on his body, as well as other things, which could at least help Lingfei improve from the eighth level of the Ancient Legend to the tenth level.

Lingfei has not refined any resources to improve her talent growth intensity in recent years.

At that time, due to certain special reasons, coupled with the suppression of the Lower Realm, her talent could not continue to improve.

Now it is different, her realm has been restored, and she can find a special environment that can break through, coupled with those rare resources, improving her talent is no longer difficult.

“You rest well for a few more days, I have to go and see the Little Boundary Tree, her situation is not good either.”

After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he released Lingfei, who sent him to the front of Mount Zongwang.

After he left, Lingfei did not rest, and then left and went to the imperial palace of the capital.

Right now, the Imperial Dynasty has many matters requiring her attention, so she cannot slack off.

… …

In the center of the capital, the branches and leaves of the Little World Tree remain lush, the leaves verdant, flowing with a crystalline light.

Jun Wuxie appeared beneath the tree.

He knew that the Little World Tree appeared flourishing on the surface, but in reality, her condition was terrible. She had already lost a significant amount of her origin, and in that state, she even extracted her life essence to give to him.

During this time, she continued to expend energy constructing barriers, enduring attacks from thousands of powerful individuals. The consequences were predictable.

"You've come."

The Little World Tree's voice was as gentle as ever.

Two verdant branches extended, the tender leaves at their tips lightly brushing Jun Wuxie's face, like a pair of soft hands caressing his cheeks.

"Why don't you cherish yourself?"

Jun Wuxie reached out and grasped the two branches, looking at the Little World Tree before him, listening to her gentle voice, his heart filled with both gratitude and heartache, his words tinged with a hint of reproach.

He couldn't bear such affection, it was too heavy, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"What?"

The Little World Tree asked.

"You told me the matter of refining your own life origin was energy from the alien earth."

"That's not the case. Don't let your imagination run wild. I wanted to help you, but it hasn't reached the point of refining my life origin."

"Still deceiving me!" Jun Wuxie sighed and said, "Come out and meet me."

"You have things to do. Go and busy yourself. These days, resisting the attacks of those people has left me very tired. I want to rest."

The Little World Tree's gentle voice echoed in his ears. It sounded like normal words, but in Jun Wuxie's view, she was completely evading him, afraid he would continue to press the issue.

Jun Wuxie didn't answer, he simply took out a cluster of verdant energy from his body, radiant and crystalline.

"You… you didn't refine it?"

The Little World Tree clearly hadn't expected that the thing she gave him was still there. A graceful green figure condensed before the tree.

She was about 1.75 meters tall, very slender, wearing a green floor-length dress, her black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, fluttering slightly as she walked forward.

The Little World Tree's features were particularly exquisite, without any flaws, possessing a perfect and impeccably beautiful face, an oval face shape, skin as white as jade, with a faint luster, eyes like peach blossoms, and a gentle and beautiful temperament.

However, her face was now filled with a look of astonishment. She came before Jun Wuxie, looked at the cluster of energy in his hand, and then sighed. A trace of dimness flashed in her clear and bright eyes, and she said, "My ability is limited, I ultimately failed to help you. Actually, I should have known, you don't need this…"

"You're even feeling wronged…" Jun Wuxie was speechless. He placed the energy in the Little World Tree's hand and said very seriously, "It's not that my ability is limited, nor that I don't need it, but before refining it, I learned the truth, knowing that this was refined from your own life origin essence. If I refine it, I will always feel very uncomfortable in my heart. This is not what I want, and I don't allow the people around me to make such sacrifices for me. I hope you can all be well, understand?"

The Little World Tree didn't say anything more, only sighed softly.

"You should re-fuse it back. Although it can't completely return to the state before extraction, it's still better than your current state. In the future, I will take you to the Upper Realm, find high-quality alien earth for you, and help you return to your peak."

"I won't go to the Upper Realm. I'll stay here and guard the Imperial Dynasty for you. If you have time in the future, just come back and take a look."

The Little World Tree refused. She knew that he had his own path to walk, and she didn't want him to waste too much time for her sake, as it would be detrimental to his cultivation and slow down his cultivation speed.

A place like the Upper Realm is a completely new world, boundless and vast, with experts as numerous as clouds.

Jun Wuxie, upon first going to the Upper Realm, will embark on a new journey there. If he cannot grow rapidly, how will he be able to cope with the difficulties he will face in the cultivation process?

She knew this well and didn't want to delay him.

"When the time comes, it won't be up to you!"

He was very forceful, not like he was discussing at all, but rather notifying her.

After speaking, he turned and left, leaving the Little World Tree's primordial spirit body standing blankly under the tree.