“You wouldn’t fall to your death, would you!”

    “No, not really, it’s just too embarrassing. I need to be more careful about this in future battles,” Shen Ye said.

    He stretched out his hand, slightly extended—

    A door!

    A door appeared.

    Whoosh—

    Shen Ye crashed through the door, ran along the uphill path behind it for a while to cushion himself, and then crashed through another door—

    Just like he did in the Human Martial Arts Building, he continuously released doors, eventually landing safely.

    Thump!

    Shen Ye plopped down on the ground, then lay down, panting non-stop, unable to get up.

    Damn it.

    Not enough attribute points at all.

    It seems he needs to continue improving his basic attributes.

    He also needs to work hard on brushing up on his terms.

    “I said,” he panted.

    “What?” Big Skeleton asked.

    “I might not be able to go to your world tonight—my arm is too sore to lift,” Shen Ye said.

    “It’s fine if you don’t go. Anyway, the city-wide manhunt won’t end that quickly. It’s better to recuperate here and avoid the limelight,” Big Skeleton said, taking it in stride.

    “How do you like this move of mine?” Shen Ye looked up at the sky outside.

    The wind howled.

    Snow and wind were intertwined.

    Snowflakes fell everywhere: in the courtyard, on the branches, and in the rooms.

    “Hmph, it’s mediocre,” Big Skeleton said.

    “This is considered mediocre?” Shen Ye was unconvinced.

    “Of course, you’re just too inexperienced,” Big Skeleton said decisively.

    Time slowly passed.

    The snow continued to fall.

    “…Can you retract this move?” Big Skeleton asked.

    “Probably not,” Shen Ye said with difficulty.

    His face was turning blue from the cold.

    —If he froze to death from his own spell, that would be too ridiculous.

    But there was currently that danger.

    A knock sounded at the door outside.

    “Shen Ye? Are you okay? I just saw you run down from the sky—in GIF format.”

    Xiao Mengyu’s voice came from outside the door.

    “I’m fine!” Shen Ye shouted hoarsely.

    “Can I come in?” There was a hint of suspicion in Xiao Mengyu’s voice.

    “Come in!”

    The door was pushed, but didn’t open.

    —The door was already locked.

    “You can climb in, I really don’t have the strength to open the door right now,” Shen Ye said.

    “Okay!”

    A figure nimbly flipped over the wall and landed in the courtyard.

    It was Xiao Mengyu.

    She was wearing a cotton coat, and white breath plumed from her mouth.

    “Why are you lying on the ground!” she asked in surprise.

    “Admiring my skill,” Shen Ye sighed.

    “Aren’t you cold?” Xiao Mengyu asked.

    “It’s fine, small matter,” Shen Ye continued to look at the sky.

    Xiao Mengyu, being who she was, looked at the snow in the sky, then at his immobile state, and quickly understood.

    “Shen Ye, your skill is very powerful.”

    “Of course.”

    “Officer Wu said that this snow contains the power of the True Yin of the Dharma Realm, which should not be underestimated. You must keep warm, otherwise you won’t even know how you froze to death.”

    Shen Ye’s body stiffened.

    “Huh?” Xiao Mengyu said again.

    “What?” Shen Ye asked.

    “You have something dirty on your head.”

    A slender, fair hand reached out, moved directly forward, and gently stroked his forehead.

    A cold touch.

    Xiao Mengyu’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.

    —Was this child about to be frozen to death by his own skill?

    So he felt very embarrassed, right?

    Still caring about face at a time like this.

    The power of True Yin was extremely brutal, and if it damaged internal organs, it would be troublesome!

    Xiao Mengyu didn’t think much of it, directly helped him up, carried him in a princess carry, and walked into the room, placing him on the bed.

    Shen Ye’s mouth hung open, his entire body stiff, not daring to move.

    After doing all this, Xiao Mengyu also realized what she had just done, and her face instantly turned red.

    “What’s going on, you’re so cold all over, I clearly remember that your basic attributes aren’t bad.”

    She stubbornly asked, trying to keep her composure.

    “I took up the Hun Tian Men profession. While testing the professional skill, I exhausted all my mental energy, and my physical strength was almost depleted,” Shen Ye also explained seriously, trying to keep his composure.

    “Why didn’t you reserve some strength?” Xiao Mengyu asked.

    “Too excited, didn’t notice,” Shen Ye said.

    “That won’t do. You must be careful. If someone ambushes you, it’ll be over.”

    “You’re right.”

    As they spoke, both of them had a chance to recover.

    “There was a blizzard just now, and the officer said it was you who released it. Everyone thought you had taken up a profession like an Ice Mage. Is that right?” Xiao Mengyu was very interested.

    “Actually, it’s an archer-type profession,” Shen Ye said.

    “Archer? Are you still taking up a profession from Xirang High School?” Xiao Mengyu finally became comfortable.

    “Of course—I’ll give it a try once I recover. By the way, how about you? Was your profession advancement smooth?” Shen Ye asked curiously.

    “Look.”

    Xiao Mengyu stood still.

    Seven rotating stars quietly appeared in the void behind her, transforming into a long sword phantom, radiating fierce and unpredictable starlight outwards.

    “Star Sword Form, Seven Star Sword Palace,” Xiao Mengyu said.

    “Wow, that’s so cool,” Shen Ye exclaimed.

    “The Sword Envoy said that I have been recognized as a Sword Saint by the Dharma Realm. As soon as my natal star shines upon me, I immediately became this extremely special Star Sword Form, and because I am already a Sword Saint, I no longer need to learn any swordsman professional skills,” Xiao Mengyu said.

    “In other words, your swordsmanship has surpassed basic professional skills?”

    “Yes, but this rare Star Sword Form is of great significance to me. It has endowed me with extremely powerful abilities—”

    Xiao Mengyu placed her hand on the sword hilt.

    Clang!

    The long sword sprang out of its sheath with a “whoosh” and flew out the window, soaring into the sky.

    “The sword enters the azure sky; this is the flying sword power granted to me by the Star Sword Form. It does not consume my strength; I only need to make my move.”

    Xiao Mengyu said.

    Without her doing anything, a blur suddenly fell from the sky, shooting back like lightning, and with a “clang,” returned to its sheath.

    “So this is what a Sword Saint is. I finally understand,” Shen Ye said with emotion.

    “You knew about Sword Saints a long time ago?” Xiao Mengyu asked curiously.

    “Hahaha, there’s nothing to say about that. It’s a past matter.”

    “…Since you’re fine, I’m going to practice my sword. I’ll leave this for you to replenish your physical strength. Take one whenever you need to.”

    Xiao Mengyu placed a small bottle by the pillow and then left.

    Shen Ye struggled to pick up the bottle, only to see “one pill at a time, twice a day” written on the bottle.

    He uncorked the bottle.

    Inside were many small blue pills.

    Blue pills?

    He was startled and hesitant, but then two lines of faint text appeared:

    “Ancient Potion: Guiyuan Rejuvenation Pill.”

    “—Remarkably effective at restoring physical strength in battle.”

    So that’s what it was.

    Shen Ye breathed a sigh of relief, poured out a pill, and ate it.

    The pill indeed had an effect.

    Hmm.

    Very proper.

    Before long.

    He recovered some of his strength, and his attribute points also began to slowly rise again.

    However, the increase was too slow, only a few tenths of a point per hour.

    It would be better to go to the Nightmare World again.

    Shen Ye made up his mind. After his physical strength recovered a bit more, he got up from the bed and placed his hand on the bedroom door.

    “Grant the power of ‘World Link’!”

    He pushed open the door.

    He walked in.

    Inside the door was a secret passage.

    —He was back at the human stronghold.

    “What do we do now? Those teleportation formations are in Prince Norton’s hands. Only he probably has the authority to activate them,” Big Skeleton asked.

    “First a massage, then we’ll discuss the rest,” Shen Ye said.

    Ten minutes later.

    At the battlefield emergency medical center.

    Shen Ye was lying on the bed, preparing to receive the old dean’s divine massage.

    He suddenly felt something move in his arms.

    He took it out and saw that it was a magic letter paper.

    There were only two words on the letter paper:

    “Peiqi, come quickly.”

    —This was Prince Norton’s letter paper.

    How strange. Why would he want me to “come quickly”?

    He must have learned that he had returned to the human camp, which is why he would write these two words.

    So, should he go see?

    Shen Ye glanced at the old dean, who had just put on his special gloves and was chanting divine words with his eyes closed.

    After chanting, the massage would begin.

    It would be better to go see what was happening with His Highness the Prince first.

    Shen Ye was about to speak when another line of text appeared on the letter paper:

    “Don’t come, little fool, leave quickly! You must uncover the truth of the Undead Empire.”

    …He just told me to come quickly, and now he’s telling me to leave quickly?

    Countless thoughts flashed through Shen Ye’s mind.

    “Alright, let’s start the massage now. I hope it can help your body recover quickly.”

    The old dean said with a smile.

    Shen Ye put away the letter paper and lay back down.

    No matter what, he needed to recover first before doing anything else.

    The old dean began to massage him.

    After a while.

    A rapid sound of footsteps rang out.

    “Peiqi?”

    “His Highness the Prince wants to see you!”

    Several guards shouted.

    “I know, wait a moment, I need to recover my stamina right now,” Shen Ye hummed.

    “You dare to make the Prince wait?” one guard said.

    “The Prince and I have an agreement. When is it your turn to dictate?” Shen Ye said inexplicably.

    Seeing his attitude, the guards were unsure of his profoundness for a moment and dared not do anything else.

    Shen Ye continued his massage.

    By the time the dean finished the entire divine massage technique, his attributes had almost seventy to eighty percent recovered.

    “Thank you.”

    Shen Ye sincerely thanked the other party and casually placed a small bag of gold on the table.

    This was his last bit of spare change.

    “You’re welcome. If you feel unwell, come find me again,” the dean said with a smile, pocketing the money.

    “Too expensive, I wouldn’t dare come again next time,” Shen Ye said.

    Wait a minute—

    Shen Ye’s mind suddenly clicked.

    I have bone coins!

    —Lots of bone coins!

    If nothing else works, I can go to the Undead Empire and exchange worthless bone coins for valuable gold!

    This plan was too wonderful!

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