Flying out of the blazing attic, Meng Ling hovered high in the sky, quietly waiting.
She didn't want Ming Qi to die like this. She didn't even know why she didn't want him to die. She just vaguely felt that if Ming Qi truly died, she would be heartbroken, deeply heartbroken.
Is this what humans call sadness?
Meng Ling didn't know. She had lost so much of her memory during that eternal slumber, and now she could remember very little.
But at this moment, the word "sad" suddenly occurred to her. Sad? Would she cry?
Unconsciously, two crystal tears quietly appeared in Meng Ling's bright, blood-red eyes.
Yes, she had cried without even realizing it.
Two crystal tears slid down her beautiful cheeks and sprinkled into the air.
"I don't want you to die..."
Meng Ling's red lips parted, her voice becoming very soft.
Tears streamed uncontrollably down her cheeks, dripping drop by drop into the blazing flames.
"Can even demons shed tears?"
At that moment, a cold voice rang out.
Meng Ling suddenly started, raising her gaze fixed on the sea of fire below.
Not far ahead of her, a flying sword as brilliant as a star hovered in the sky. Atop it stood an old man with white beard and hair, a sage-like demeanor. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a sword of pride.
The man who had arrived was none other than Prince Xu, the Sword-wielding Elder and pillar of the Biyou Sect.
Prince Xu's eyes shone like swords, radiating murderous intent. Invisible sword energy swirled around him.
Naturally, this master swordsman was the first to sense the changes within the sect.
However, to his surprise, upon arriving, he sensed a spreading demonic aura.
And he quickly tracked down the source of the demonic energy: a woman.
"Demon? Am I a demon?"
In Meng Ling's memory, she seemed to remember only that she wasn't a demon, but she couldn't recall what she was.
Now, seeing this terrifying figure claiming to be a demon, Meng Ling felt unprecedented confusion.
What a demon was, she didn't know; she only knew she wasn't one. But what about a demon? What was a demon?
"Witch, stop quibbling! Die now!"
Prince Xu saw Meng Ling's words as mere quibbling, so he struck without mercy.
With a flick of his right hand, the Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword beneath his feet uttered a resounding cry, transforming into a stream of light that soared into the sky.
The Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword was the Biyou Sect's only celestial-level magical weapon, passed down for centuries and held in the hands of the sect's sword-wielding elder.
At this moment, the flying Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword suddenly erupted in a dazzling burst of light, and countless dazzling sword auras descended like a violent storm.
"Quibbling?"
Meng Ling's tone lingered with doubt, but to Prince Xu, this was undoubtedly another quibble.
Faced with the sword energy swirling in the sky, Meng Ling did not sit idly by. She waved her hands in the air, and a mysterious guqin, emanating a dark aura, appeared before her. With a gentle flick of her fingers, countless melodious demonic sounds emanated from the qin, countering the sword energy.
The sword energy and the demonic sounds collided countless times in an instant, and the flying Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword emitted a series of humming sounds, as if to assert its irresistible majesty.
The guqin in Meng Ling's hand also wailed like dark water. After this fierce exchange, Meng Ling's face instantly paled, and her body, floating in the air, involuntarily flew back several steps.
From the outset, Meng Ling was at a disadvantage.
"Hey, this brat's finally gotten into trouble."
As Meng Ling and Prince Xu engaged in a fierce exchange, a streak of green light flew in from the distance, followed by the voice of a young girl.
A fluttering green robe, a peacock mask.
The second person to arrive from the Biyou Sect was Yue Dongqing.
Yue Dongqing, the Azure Dragon Guardian, held a preeminent position within the Biyou Sect and was second only to the Sword-wielding Elder, Prince Xu, in strength. Her arrival was unsurprising.
Meanwhile, the blaze at Tianqi Academy finally alerted all the outer disciples. Meng Junyi and Tang Qi from Tianqi Academy were the first to arrive, followed by Ouna and several other female disciples.
When they saw the small attic engulfed in flames, they were utterly shocked.
This is Ming Qi's residence!
"Where's Junior Brother Ming?"
"Junior Brother Ming!"
"Oona, don't be impulsive!"
...
For a moment, the few remaining Tianqi Academy disciples were thrown into disarray.
Up in the sky, the battle between Crown Prince Xu and Meng Ling continued. The pervasive sword energy and boundless demonic sounds intertwined, forming a torrent of power that surged back and forth between the two.
At this moment, Meng Ling's immense fighting prowess was finally revealed. To be able to battle Crown Prince Xu to a stalemate, her strength was truly terrifying.
"So that brat was hiding you."
Seeing Meng Ling, clad in a red robe, soaring through the air and battling Crown Prince Xu, Yue Dongqing felt a sudden sense of relief.
She had always believed Ming Qi to be the reincarnation of an old demon, or perhaps even the reincarnation of an old demon, but she had never imagined that the demonic aura emanating from her was actually such a beautiful woman.
"Prince Elder, let's see how that brat is doing before we make any decisions."
Although Yue Dongqing had arrived, she didn't immediately attack.
"This demon's murderous aura is overwhelming. If it escapes, the consequences will be endless. It must be slain!"
Prince Xu remained relentless, his hands repeatedly unleashing streams of innate energy, urging the Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword to unleash a frenzied attack.
Although Meng Ling might have been so powerful before her slumber that even the heavens would look up to her, she was no longer at her peak. After several clashes, the signs of her defeat became increasingly apparent.
"If we don't slay this demon now, when will we? Dongqing, why don't you strike!"
Seeing Meng Ling's apparent defeat, Prince Xu shouted.
While inviting Yue Dongqing to attack, Prince Xu had already soared once more, revealing the unmistakable grace of a great sword master.
Stepping through the air, executing a mystical footwork, Prince Xu chanted a series of incantations. After a series of incantations, the surging sword light instantly transformed into a brilliant rainbow.
Prince Xu pointed his right hand skyward, and a rainbow instantly twisted into seven dazzling, multicolored stars.
"Seven-Star Rainbow Art, seven stars become one!"
Prince Xu shouted, and the seven colored stars transformed into seven meteors, charging towards Meng Ling from seven directions with boundless power.
The overwhelming pressure of the Seven-Star Sword's light made the entire space tremble.
For a moment, it felt as if the heavens were collapsing.
"Evil demon, slay!"
As a pillar of righteousness, Prince Xu held a deep sense of justice. In his eyes, all demons were bound to bring disaster to the world, and only their destruction could restore peace.
Whoosh!
At that moment, a sharp sound pierced the air, soaring into the sky.
Amidst the raging flames below, a beam of flame, carrying boundless divine fire, soared high into the sky.
A faint figure could be seen within the blazing, dazzling light, a pair of flaming wings behind it.
"Who dares to touch her!"
A loud roar echoed as the figure soared into the sky, a roar no less resounding than divine thunder, shocking everyone present.
"It's Junior Brother Ming!"
Back at Tianqi Academy, those who had been intently watching the small attic finally spotted a familiar silhouette amid the swirl of flames.
Yes, Ming Qi had appeared.
The words "Who dares to touch her" shocked not only all the outer disciples, but even Yue Dongqing, a formidable innate master, and Prince Xu, who was currently fighting demons and defending the Way, were moved and their movements faltered.
"What courage!"
Yue Dongqing's eyes flickered beneath her peacock mask, revealing an inexplicable brilliance.
"Wings of the God of Fire!"
Prince Xu's astonishment deepened as his gaze fell on the pair of wings on Ming Qi's back, woven almost entirely of flame.
He recognized them; they were the wings of the God of Fire, legendary for their presence only upon the appearance of the God of Fire.
But how could the Wings of the God of Fire appear on him?
In a flash, countless possibilities raced through Prince Xu's mind.
And in that same instant, Ming Qi flapped his massive wings and soared into the air, dashing towards Meng Ling like a meteor from outer space. Without hesitation, he caught her in his arms.
The magnificent and powerful wings behind him quickly folded in, completely protecting them both.
Boom!
Boom!
Seven brilliant stars, transformed from the evil-suppressing sword energy, streaked across the sky, impacting the flaming wings with a powerful impact. A deafening roar echoed through the air.
"Damn, that's too much! Who's that woman?"
Yue Qinglong, watching from below, saw Ming Qi's imposing form and realized he was safe. While relieved, he naturally turned his attention to other matters.
"Who is that woman? We don't seem to have seen her before."
Recalling the blood-red shadow they had seen fighting with Crown Prince Xu, the Tianqi Court staff struggled to recall it.
But the results were all the same: none of them had seen her.
"Maybe she brought her back from this trip."
Finally, Tang Qi concluded that Ming Qi had hurried out yesterday, perhaps on some important matter, and that a mysterious woman had appeared today. This explanation seemed the most plausible.
Flying through the air, Ming Qi quickly descended after fending off Crown Prince Xu's terrifying magical power.
In a matter of seconds, he stood before Meng Junyi and the others.
Several streaks of light flashed across the sky and the ground, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people surrounded Ming Qi.
Everyone took notice and fell into a brief silence.
Sword-wielding Elder Prince Xu, Azure Dragon Guardian Yue Dongqing, Dan Pavilion Elder Zhao Qi, Beichen Court Master Zong Weiyi, Xuanwu Court Master Ji Ruyue, Jiulian Court Master Shang Qingjun, Qionghua Court Master Sheng Wanfeng, and elite inner disciples Xiao Longzhen, Yan Zhuihun, and Yan Chaofan, among others.
Everyone who arrived was a master of the Xiantian realm. However, everyone noticed that even these Xiantian masters were still standing twenty steps away from Ming Qi, not even as close as the Tianqi Court's post-natal disciples.
Everyone understood that they were wary of Ming Qi's Wings of the Fire God.
"Hand over the demon, and the sect will forgive you."
Prince Xu spoke first. Holding the Heavenly Artifact, the Evil Suppression Spell, he took a few steps toward Ming Qi.
Ming Qi glanced at the crowd, reached out and pushed Meng Ling behind him, sneering, "Did I ever say anyone could touch her?!"
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