Looking at the blooming blood before her eyes, and
the cat claw she had stabbed into Hen Qiu's chest,
Zhu Zhuqing's clone was clearly stunned. Hen
Qiu's hammer had clearly been aimed at her cat claw.
Equally surprised
were Ye Qiu and Zhu Zhuqing sitting nearby.
A knowing glint flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes.
*Whoosh!*
The sound of the Blue Silver Flying Hammer slicing through the air rang in Zhu Zhuqing's clone's ears. A flicker of pain and determination flashed
in Hen Qiu's pale blue eyes. Just as Zhu Zhuqing's clone was about to retreat, the limp hammer handle that had been hanging to the ground sprouted from beneath her feet through her second soul skill, directly binding her . *Bang!* The blue silver flying hammer slammed heavily into Zhu Zhuqing's clone's face. As her body flew backward, Hen Qiu pulled the hammer handle back to him and swung his first soul skill again. *Bang! * A series of lightning-fast strikes shattered Zhu Zhuqing's clone. *Thud! * A muffled thud echoed. The heavily wounded Hen Qiu Tian collapsed to her knees, unable to even lift the blue silver flying hammer. Her short, neat black hair was plastered to her face, and she turned to look at Ye Qiu with a pale smile. "Senior Ye Qiu, is this enough?" Ye Qiu helped Zhu Zhuqing to her feet, then knelt before Hen Qiu Tian, examining the wounds on her hands. Under her intense gaze, he gently shook his head. "Almost there." "Almost there...cough cough!" Hen Qiu Tian coughed up blood, clutching her chest, slowly trying to stand. "Xiao Tian..." Zhu Zhuqing wanted to help her, but ultimately didn't want to disturb Ye Qiu. "Senior Ye Qiu, I...I can still fight." Hen Qiu gritted her teeth, the metallic taste of blood stimulating her senses. "No need to fight anymore." Ye Qiu pressed her head down, his eyes now gleaming like an eternal kaleidoscope. "Look at me!" Ye Qiu's calm voice made Hen Qiu unconsciously focus her attention. Seeing the crimson blood before her eyes , Hen Qiu was momentarily stunned. Her pale face flushed red, and her blood flow accelerated. In an instant, that budding feeling of infatuation vanished without a trace. Hen Qiu's body stiffened on the spot, her eyes fixed on Ye Qiu's Sharingan. She was already trapped in the genjutsu. Now she had reached her limit, to the point where she had no time to distinguish between reality and illusion. Ye Qiu used genjutsu to weave a beautiful dream of revenge for her. With Ye Qiu's help, she would storm the Haotian Sect, face the dying Tang Xiao, and witness his sincere repentance. What would Hen Qiu choose? This was Ye Qiu's true test—a test of immersion! After a long while, Hen Qiu emerged from the genjutsu, her exhausted body collapsing straight to the ground. Zhu Zhuqing quickly caught her in her arms. Turning to Ye Qiu, she asked, "Husband, should we help her or not?" "Tsk~ It seems her hatred for the Haotian Sect and Tang Xiao runs much deeper than we imagined." Ye Qiu rubbed his chin. He hadn't expected her to actually grind Tang Xiao to dust in the illusion, scattering his ashes in the air. "Does my husband mean you've already agreed to help her?" Zhu Zhuqing's voice rang out with some joy; she felt deep sympathy for Qiu Hentian's plight.
Chapter 541 The Real Test is the Illusion
Looking at the blooming blood before her eyes, and
the cat claw she had stabbed into Hen Qiu's chest,
Zhu Zhuqing's clone was clearly stunned. Hen
Qiu's hammer had clearly been aimed at her cat claw.
Equally surprised
were Ye Qiu and Zhu Zhuqing sitting nearby.
A knowing glint flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes.
*Whoosh!*
The sound of the Blue Silver Flying Hammer slicing through the air rang in Zhu Zhuqing's clone's ears. A flicker of pain and determination flashed
in Hen Qiu's pale blue eyes. Just as Zhu Zhuqing's clone was about to retreat, the limp hammer handle that had been hanging to the ground sprouted from beneath her feet through her second soul skill, directly binding her . *Bang!* The blue silver flying hammer slammed heavily into Zhu Zhuqing's clone's face. As her body flew backward, Hen Qiu pulled the hammer handle back to him and swung his first soul skill again. *Bang! * A series of lightning-fast strikes shattered Zhu Zhuqing's clone. *Thud! * A muffled thud echoed. The heavily wounded Hen Qiu Tian collapsed to her knees, unable to even lift the blue silver flying hammer. Her short, neat black hair was plastered to her face, and she turned to look at Ye Qiu with a pale smile. "Senior Ye Qiu, is this enough?" Ye Qiu helped Zhu Zhuqing to her feet, then knelt before Hen Qiu Tian, examining the wounds on her hands. Under her intense gaze, he gently shook his head. "Almost there." "Almost there...cough cough!" Hen Qiu Tian coughed up blood, clutching her chest, slowly trying to stand. "Xiao Tian..." Zhu Zhuqing wanted to help her, but ultimately didn't want to disturb Ye Qiu. "Senior Ye Qiu, I...I can still fight." Hen Qiu gritted her teeth, the metallic taste of blood stimulating her senses. "No need to fight anymore." Ye Qiu pressed her head down, his eyes now gleaming like an eternal kaleidoscope. "Look at me!" Ye Qiu's calm voice made Hen Qiu unconsciously focus her attention. Seeing the crimson blood before her eyes , Hen Qiu was momentarily stunned. Her pale face flushed red, and her blood flow accelerated. In an instant, that budding feeling of infatuation vanished without a trace. Hen Qiu's body stiffened on the spot, her eyes fixed on Ye Qiu's Sharingan. She was already trapped in the genjutsu. Now she had reached her limit, to the point where she had no time to distinguish between reality and illusion. Ye Qiu used genjutsu to weave a beautiful dream of revenge for her. With Ye Qiu's help, she would storm the Haotian Sect, face the dying Tang Xiao, and witness his sincere repentance. What would Hen Qiu choose? This was Ye Qiu's true test—a test of immersion! After a long while, Hen Qiu emerged from the genjutsu, her exhausted body collapsing straight to the ground. Zhu Zhuqing quickly caught her in her arms. Turning to Ye Qiu, she asked, "Husband, should we help her or not?" "Tsk~ It seems her hatred for the Haotian Sect and Tang Xiao runs much deeper than we imagined." Ye Qiu rubbed his chin. He hadn't expected her to actually grind Tang Xiao to dust in the illusion, scattering his ashes in the air. "Does my husband mean you've already agreed to help her?" Zhu Zhuqing's voice rang out with some joy; she felt deep sympathy for Qiu Hentian's plight.
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If she could get her husband's help,
she could definitely take revenge.
But if she couldn't be controlled by her husband and there was a risk of backlash, Zhu Zhuqing wouldn't force her.
"I guess so,"
Ye Qiu smiled strangely.
In that illusion, he clearly took Hen Qiu as his student directly.
Every day was devilish training
, but what about all those wooden carvings of himself in the room?
Ye Qiu's lips twitched slightly. He really wanted to be a good teacher!
"Husband, what's wrong?"
Zhu Zhuqing had already held Hen Qiu in her arms
and couldn't help but ask with concern when she saw the strange look on Ye Qiu's face.
"Nothing, let's go back to the Divine Might Space first. I was a little unfair to you tonight."
Ye Qiu hugged Zhu Zhuqing's waist, looking at Hen Qiu in her arms, his voice filled with apology.
"It's okay, husband."
"As long as I can be with you, I'm willing to do anything... not just those shameful things."
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head with a blush. She didn't feel like she had lost anything.
She was also quite happy to be able to help Hen Qiu.
"My Zhu Qing is so understanding."
Ye Qiu smiled and gently tapped Zhu Zhu Qing's face, activating his Divine Might.
The three figures vanished from their spot.
Inside the Divine Might space,
Zhu Zhu Qing had already settled Hen Qiu Tian on the bed, and Ye Qiu placed his hand on her forehead.
He used the Blue Silver Emperor's first soul skill, Endless Life,
to heal Hen Qiu Tian.
Half an hour passed.
Her injuries had healed by about 70-80%.
Zhu Zhu Qing, quick-witted and agile, was the first to notice the torn clothing on
Hen Qiu Tian's chest. She quickly took out some clothing to cover the small mound.
Then she turned to look at Ye Qiu.
"Husband, you didn't make a mistake or look around carelessly, did you?"
"No, with you by my side, how could I be interested in that little thing?"
Ye Qiu shrugged, feigning innocence.
He had been focused on healing Hen Qiu Tian.
Zhu Zhu Qing felt proud, her face flushed, and she nodded in satisfaction.
"That's good."
"By the way, husband, how do you plan to help Xiaotian?"
Zhu Zhuqing knew very well that the Haotian Sect, as one of the three upper sects, was definitely no less powerful than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
There were certainly more than one Title Douluo within the sect.
Let alone the fact that Henhou Tian couldn't reach the Title Douluo level in a short time ,
even if she could,
it would be extremely difficult for her to take revenge; it was practically impossible.
"Isn't her current need to become stronger? Of course, we'll teach her techniques like the Mysterious Heaven Skill and Ghost Shadow Mystery."
Ye Qiu strolled over to the table and sat down, propping his head up as he watched Zhu Zhuqing looking after Henhou Tian.
"As for revenge, don't think about it in the short term."
"Taking down a behemoth like the Haotian Sect isn't something she can do alone. We can only wait for the situation to change and then use that opportunity to take revenge."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.
"My husband is right, but is this kind of revenge really what Xiaotian wants?"
"There's no other way. As long as she obtains the power to defeat a Title Douluo before the situation changes, perhaps she can kill her own father."
Ye Qiu's calm voice left Zhu Zhuqing speechless. The hatred of
killing her own father
was unimaginable; she couldn't fathom what Qiu Tian had endured.
Ye Qiu only learned about it through illusion magic.
After separating from Tang Hao and A Yin, Tang Xiao
actually found a commoner similar to A Yin to use as a sexual object.
The crucial point is that she was about to get married that day,
but he forcibly kidnapped and raped her after drinking, then brought her back to the Haotian Sect.
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If she could get her husband's help,
she could definitely take revenge.
But if she couldn't be controlled by her husband and there was a risk of backlash, Zhu Zhuqing wouldn't force her.
"I guess so,"
Ye Qiu smiled strangely.
In that illusion, he clearly took Hen Qiu as his student directly.
Every day was devilish training
, but what about all those wooden carvings of himself in the room?
Ye Qiu's lips twitched slightly. He really wanted to be a good teacher!
"Husband, what's wrong?"
Zhu Zhuqing had already held Hen Qiu in her arms
and couldn't help but ask with concern when she saw the strange look on Ye Qiu's face.
"Nothing, let's go back to the Divine Might Space first. I was a little unfair to you tonight."
Ye Qiu hugged Zhu Zhuqing's waist, looking at Hen Qiu in her arms, his voice filled with apology.
"It's okay, husband."
"As long as I can be with you, I'm willing to do anything... not just those shameful things."
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head with a blush. She didn't feel like she had lost anything.
She was also quite happy to be able to help Hen Qiu.
"My Zhu Qing is so understanding."
Ye Qiu smiled and gently tapped Zhu Zhu Qing's face, activating his Divine Might.
The three figures vanished from their spot.
Inside the Divine Might space,
Zhu Zhu Qing had already settled Hen Qiu Tian on the bed, and Ye Qiu placed his hand on her forehead.
He used the Blue Silver Emperor's first soul skill, Endless Life,
to heal Hen Qiu Tian.
Half an hour passed.
Her injuries had healed by about 70-80%.
Zhu Zhu Qing, quick-witted and agile, was the first to notice the torn clothing on
Hen Qiu Tian's chest. She quickly took out some clothing to cover the small mound.
Then she turned to look at Ye Qiu.
"Husband, you didn't make a mistake or look around carelessly, did you?"
"No, with you by my side, how could I be interested in that little thing?"
Ye Qiu shrugged, feigning innocence.
He had been focused on healing Hen Qiu Tian.
Zhu Zhu Qing felt proud, her face flushed, and she nodded in satisfaction.
"That's good."
"By the way, husband, how do you plan to help Xiaotian?"
Zhu Zhuqing knew very well that the Haotian Sect, as one of the three upper sects, was definitely no less powerful than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
There were certainly more than one Title Douluo within the sect.
Let alone the fact that Henhou Tian couldn't reach the Title Douluo level in a short time ,
even if she could,
it would be extremely difficult for her to take revenge; it was practically impossible.
"Isn't her current need to become stronger? Of course, we'll teach her techniques like the Mysterious Heaven Skill and Ghost Shadow Mystery."
Ye Qiu strolled over to the table and sat down, propping his head up as he watched Zhu Zhuqing looking after Henhou Tian.
"As for revenge, don't think about it in the short term."
"Taking down a behemoth like the Haotian Sect isn't something she can do alone. We can only wait for the situation to change and then use that opportunity to take revenge."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.
"My husband is right, but is this kind of revenge really what Xiaotian wants?"
"There's no other way. As long as she obtains the power to defeat a Title Douluo before the situation changes, perhaps she can kill her own father."
Ye Qiu's calm voice left Zhu Zhuqing speechless. The hatred of
killing her own father
was unimaginable; she couldn't fathom what Qiu Tian had endured.
Ye Qiu only learned about it through illusion magic.
After separating from Tang Hao and A Yin, Tang Xiao
actually found a commoner similar to A Yin to use as a sexual object.
The crucial point is that she was about to get married that day,
but he forcibly kidnapped and raped her after drinking, then brought her back to the Haotian Sect.