After the path was cut off

Chapter 15 Survivors of Beichen

The night was deep, and the miasma hung low.

A slender figure swept past the treetops, her clothes fluttering lightly. She walked with the wind, unhurried and unhurried, as if she had already grasped the path ahead and the destination of her prey in her hands.

The person in front was running frantically through the woods, crushing dry branches and wet mud underfoot, leaving a messy path.

From a distance, he looked like nothing more than a Qi Refining cultivator.

His spiritual power was shallow and his energy was chaotic. He didn't even have a decent flying artifact, and his protective spiritual light was intermittent and extremely weak, as if a strong wind could break him.

But it was precisely this person who had dragged Siam on for three whole days and three nights.

Siamese eyes were indifferent. With a flick of her wrist, a palm-sized black and gold treasure pouch appeared. The pouch's opening was covered in fine spiritual patterns, with ancient seal script faintly visible. She held the pouch in her hand and gently guided it with her fingertips.

"The Earthly Fiends open the furnace, the fire veins lock in their form."

The next instant, the ground in front suddenly collapsed, the fire veins surged, and crimson magma gushed out from the ground, instantly melting into a ring of scalding fire, trapping the Qi Refining cultivator in the center.

The heatwave soared into the sky, and the heat scorched our faces.

The little cultivator let out a strange cry, and his entire body transformed into a wisp of white light, disappearing into thin air from the fire pool.

The Siamese man was unfazed and simply raised his hand to form another hand seal.

"Heaven sees and earth hears, even gods and ghosts cannot hide from it."

A wisp of almost invisible spiritual light emanated from the treasure pouch and disappeared into the night.

After only a few breaths, she raised her head again and turned her gaze to the northwest.

The forest rustled slightly there, indicating that someone had hurriedly passed by.

With a light tap of his toes, Siamese, his robes fluttering, chased after them once more.

The person in front stumbled and fled for several miles, the already unstable protective aura on his body flickering, and even his steps began to falter.

When he turned around hastily again, panic finally surfaced in his eyes for the first time.

He knew he couldn't escape.

The next instant, the Qi Refining cultivator suddenly stopped and staggered around.

Siam then slowly approached, her skirt brushing against the wet leaves, and smiled very gently.

"Why isn't brother running away anymore?"

"I haven't had enough fun yet."

The young man's face was deathly pale, and his voice trembled:

"Fairy... Fairy, spare me! I... I really can't go on..."

Siam pointed his fingers together, and a thin, cold, crimson light condensed at the tips.

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"Is it really not working?"

"Brother, you won't lie to me again like you did before, will you?"

Xiao Xiu hurriedly waved his hand, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"How could that be, fairy? We have no grudge against each other. I was impolite before. But you've been pursuing me for so long, your anger should have subsided by now..."

Siam listened and actually tilted his head slightly, as if he was seriously considering his words.

"No enmity or grudge?"

Her smile remained, but her gaze slowly descended, gently settling on his legs.

"What my brother said makes some sense."

Seeing her expression, Xiao Xiu felt a slight sense of relief.

"really."

"The storyline is complete; it's time to issue the missions."

"Damn, this character is so realistic..."

What kind of mission will it be?

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, the panic in his eyes turned into a faint excitement.

But in the next instant, a cold light flashed.

Xiao Xiu stared in astonishment at the hand that Siam had gently flicked away.

That hand was extremely beautiful, slender and fair, and even the sliver of cold light that flashed out seemed to carry a certain delicate beauty.

This scene seems familiar.

It seemed like when they first met, she had just casually flicked her wrist. Only back then, he still had the white light at his disposal, and he escaped in the blink of an eye.

So he didn't even have time to become too alert, he just subconsciously looked down.

Then he collapsed.

His legs were no longer underneath him.

Half a severed leg lay upright in the mud, the torn trouser leg rolled up, revealing a pale section of the calf. The cut was eerily clean, with a trace of burning heat still visible at the edges, and blood was slowly seeping out.

For a moment, his mind went blank.

It was as if something he had always accepted had suddenly and without warning cracked open.

"She...she cut off my leg?"

How dare she actually cut it down?

"It shouldn't be like this."

"It hurts, it hurts so much."

Why does it hurt so much?

Why does it really hurt?

"ah--!!"

A piercing scream suddenly shattered the deathly silence of the forest.

He lay on the muddy ground, his hands frantically reaching out, but all his fingertips touched was wet mud, blood, and his own trembling body.

"No...no..."

He was panting as if he were about to suffocate, his eyes fixed on the two empty spaces, his voice weak and shaky, as if he couldn't even convince himself.

"This can't be real..."

"How could this be true..."

Siam stood not far away, watching with a smile, neither urging nor responding.

Xiao Xiu suddenly raised his head, his eyes still filled with fear, but also with an inexplicable fierceness and defiance, as if as long as he cursed first and held back that fierceness, everything could be dragged back into the order he was familiar with.

"You just wait..."

He gritted his teeth, his voice trembling, but he still managed to force out a mouthful of anger.

"You just wait, you bastard..."

"I'm definitely going to file a complaint against you! I'll make them erase your data! Just you wait!"

The light shone again on Siamese fingertips, but the smile on his lips deepened.

"Brother, you're saying things I don't understand again."

"Speak more, I love to hear it."

The young man continued to chatter on, his eyes fierce and arrogant, as if he still refused to truly bow his head until this moment.

When Siam saw this, his smile gradually faded.

"I truly don't understand."

"How dare you look at me like that even now, brother?"

Before she could finish speaking, Xiao Xiu suddenly arched his back and let out a distorted scream.

"ah--!!"

"My eyes! My eyes!!"

A burst of spiritual energy suddenly shot into the eye socket, churning and swirling inside, as if trying to crush the last bit of vision.

"How could this happen... how could this happen..."

"Why...why..."

The last trace of a smile on Siam's face finally vanished completely.

She slowly approached.

At this moment, the fierceness and arrogance that Xiao Xiu had been stubbornly holding in in his last eye finally faded away little by little, leaving only fear and confusion slowly creeping up.

"Don't come any closer...don't come any closer..."

Siam approached, looked down at him, and the mocking expression on his face had vanished.

She did not speak immediately.

The young man trembled all over, his breathing became erratic, and he dared not meet her gaze again as before. Even his remaining eye instinctively turned to the side, as if he had finally understood—

Some people shouldn't be viewed that way.

Siam ignored the Qi Refining cultivator sprawled in the mud and simply raised his hand to retrieve his own True Inheritance Token.

The token glowed faintly in her palm, making her features appear even more cold and aloof.

She gazed at that glimmer of light for a long time before softly uttering a name.

"Li Wangxiang..."

"Are you still the same person you were before?"