"The person has jumped in. Quick, find a way to fish her out!" Immortal Muyang stood on the shore, his head pounding.
Fairy Ziying scratched her head. "She really jumped in?" She craned her neck to look inside and exclaimed in wonder, "I can't believe there's a phoenix brave enough to jump into the ice river."
As she spoke, she took off her clothes. By the time she finished, she had dived into the ice river like a fish.
When Yaohua woke up, she found herself lying in bed. There was charcoal burning in the room, and Fairy Ziying was whispering to Immortal Xianyun.
"Before I knew it, seeing the situation was critical, I made a prompt decision and cut the waterweeds below with my knife. Fortunately, this little girl is blessed with good fortune, and I got there in time, so a disaster was averted."
Immortal Xianyun nodded and sighed, "I didn't expect that Immortal Muyang can't swim."
"Yeah, we've known each other for years, and he never said a word about it."
Hearing their conversation, Yaohua realized that it wasn't a dream.
The warmth around her only covered the surface of her body, while the inside was still cold.
Yaohua sneezed loudly.
"Hey, you're awake." Fairy Ziying looked over with a smile, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand. "Are you hungry?"
Fairy Ziying's sudden kindness was really hard to believe.
"I'm not hungry yet," Yaohua declined politely. "You can eat it yourself."
"Elder Immortal Jiang Mo cooked this especially for you. How dare I steal it?" Fairy Ziying said and pretended to wipe away her tears. "After all these years as colleagues, if he treated me half as well as he treats you, I wouldn't be as rough as a weed."
It was cooked by Elder Immortal Jiang Mo. That's okay then.
Yaohua automatically ignored the rest of her words. She took the bowl and took a spoonful.
An indescribable taste hit the top of her head!
All the sounds around her seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier.
Her soul left her body and wandered around in the barrier. It seemed like an eternity before it returned.
With a vomit, Yaohua spat out all the food she had eaten.
"It's a pity for Elder Immortal Jiang Mo's good intentions. He had saved up a lot of medicinal herbs and put them all in this."
Fairy Ziying stirred the spoon, looking rather regretful.
Yaohua was about to say that if she liked it, she could eat it herself, but then she thought better of it.
After all, Fairy Ziying was her senior.
"However, I know his cooking skills. Making you take one bite is already a hardship for you. The phoenix clan only perches on the parasol tree and only drinks sweet spring water. How could I bear to let you continue eating?"
Fairy Ziying took the bowl away and placed it gently aside.
"Muyang was wrong. The sword that fell into the ice river is not yours. You should recover quickly. Only when you're well can you recognize it as your master."
She was in the same league as Immortal Muyang. Yaohua only believed half of what she said at most.
The incident of jumping into the ice river was mostly related to Fairy Ziying.
A few days later, Yaohua finally saw the sword forged from the knife given by Fairy Hudao.
Perhaps because ice crystal jade essence had been added to it, a wispy mist always lingered around the sword body, and it was extremely cold to the touch.
Just by touching it once, Yaohua could feel the abundant spiritual power inside - it was even stronger than before.
Just as she was about to experience it carefully, a powerful spiritual force suddenly bounced her palm away.
The sword body began to tremble violently, and the spiritual current emitted was like lightning, covering the sword body. For a moment, no one could approach easily.
Yaohua was determined to take this sword today. She gritted her teeth and reached out to grab the sword with her bare hands.
The colorful spiritual current cut her hands until they were covered in blood. There was a hint of red in the mist. In the blink of an eye, a dark cloud gathered in the sky.
Snowflakes fell rustlingly, getting bigger and bigger.
The wind blew Yaohua's hair. She raised her hand to block it in front of her forehead.
Rumble -
The thunder was deafening. Lightning was attracted from the sky at the hilt of the sword, and the winding silver snakes were faintly visible.
Blood gushed from Yaohua's palm. She forced herself to hold the sword, and her palm was instantly charred.
Boom -
Another thunderbolt fell. Fairy Ziying's eyes darkened slightly. "The ice field isolates the laws of heaven and earth. Why is there still a thunder tribulation?"
Could it be because the sword carried spiritual power that this thunder tribulation was attracted?
However, no matter how the tribulation was formed, it had already begun. If no one responded to the tribulation, everyone would suffer.
But if Yaohua successfully passed the tribulation...
Everyone present knew this well, so no one stepped forward.
Everyone held their breath, waiting to see if this tribulation could be passed.
However, at this moment, a deep voice came from the side.
"Stop!"
A black shadow flashed over.
Yaohua was gritting her teeth, waiting for the thunder to fall. When she looked up, she saw a black figure standing in front of her.
"Gu Songyue?"
Gu Songyue looked back at her and sighed, "You're a phoenix. How can you touch the Demon Sword?"
The Demon Sword?
What was that?
This sword was specially forged for her by Immortal Muyang. How could it be the Demon Sword?
Yaohua was not convinced. She held the sword tightly and refused to let go.
If this sword was really the Demon Sword, it couldn't be taken away by the Demon Clan even more.
Just as she held the sword tightly, the wind and snow became even stronger, and the thunder rumbled in the clouds. The commotion was so great that everyone was shocked.
"Throw it away quickly. Are you crazy?"
Seeing this, Gu Songyue quickly tried to pry her fingers open.
But this was a sword without a master. When he tried to pry Yaohua's fingers open, he was also injured by the sword. His blood flowed onto the sword body, forming two distinct red lines with Yaohua's blood.
The restless thunder finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared down violently.
Gu Songyue turned around and wanted to block it for her, but at this moment, he saw the shining mark on her forehead.
"This is... a blood contract?"
Gu Songyue slowly widened his eyes. The next moment, his expression suddenly relaxed, and he quickly avoided the falling thunder.
His reaction was completely different before and after. Yaohua was caught off guard for a moment, but fortunately, she didn't intend to let Gu Songyue help.
At this moment, she suddenly pulled out the uncontrollable sword and held it with all her strength, directly facing the thunder falling from the nine heavens.
The sword swayed from side to side and rose into the sky, wishing to shake Yaohua off and smash her into pieces.
Yaohua gritted her teeth and refused to let go no matter what.
The person and the sword continued to stalemate like this until the wind and snow gradually subsided and the dark clouds dispersed.
The sword finally calmed down and landed on the ground with Yaohua.
Dragged, smashed, and thrown by the sword, having endured so many torments, Yaohua was black and blue all over, and every breath made her feel pain all over her body.
Seeing Gu Songyue looking at her in surprise, Yaohua grinned as if smiling.
"Is your head okay?"
Although Gu Songyue was a demon, the way he cared about her just now couldn't be fake. He even wanted to help her block the thunder. Yaohua was a little grateful.
"It's not a big deal," Gu Songyue touched the scar on his head.