In this icy wilderness, finding two decrepit vegetables and sothing indistinguishable to love is already quite difficult, isn’t it?
Guo Heavenly King decided to seize the ti to end it all.
Let this faith in Old Demon Duan be annihilated!
...
The cave, covered by snow, exudes a faint trace of warmth.
At the bottom of the cave, a pool of water was steaming, with about thirty eggs inside.
Around the pool, sat around a hundred people.
"Sister Zhao Yan, this is the last of our food. We probably won’t hold out for too long."
At this mont, a young girl spoke.
Behind the girl, a handso man’s Dharma Image appeared.
If you looked carefully, the man’s appearance bore so resemblance to Duan Yun.
Yes, here were the remaining people of the Heroic Spirit Jade Maiden Sword Sect.
At their peak, they had several thousand mbers, with a continuous stream of people joining them to resist the White Socks Divine Sect. Killed one day, coming again the next, truly giving a sense of indomitable vitality.
But now, only about a hundred remained, with half of them injured or disabled.
The Dharma Image behind the young girl sowhat resembled Duan Yun, though not entirely the sa, all because she hadn’t seen Duan Yun in person, only imagined through paintings and descriptions from fellow sect mbers.
Her favorite description in the heroic deeds was Heroic Venerate’s image of dical Practitioner’s Compassionate Heart, so the Dharma Image appearing behind her also had a look of Compassionate Heart of a healer.
Thin crystalline threads emanated from the Dharma Image, entering the bodies of her fellow mbers who had lost an arm and a leg, cleansing pus and stopping bleeding.
Indeed, in her heart, Heroic Venerate was dical Practitioner’s Compassionate Heart, thus her Dharma Image had so healing abilities.
Unfortunately, they were really at the end of their rope.
If it weren’t for the avalanche two days ago, covering the entrance, they would likely have already been discovered by the enemy and exterminated.
This should be the last group of people left in the Jade Maiden Sword Sect.
The food here was almost exhausted, and even if it wasn’t, they probably couldn’t hide much longer.
The enemy had highly skilled trackers, and the shelter provided by the avalanche wouldn’t last long.
Zhao Yan, whose real na was Zhao Yan, was originally a farr from a small town in Yu State.
The flood caused by the White Socks Sect took away his son and a daughter barely five years old.
His wife had died early, and these two children were his life.
After learning it was the work of the White Socks Sect, he, who was ready to kill himself, found the Jade Maiden Sword Sect and joined them.
He was devout and trained diligently because he knew this was his only chance for revenge in this lifeti.
Thus Zhao Yan beca the fastest progressing and most ruthless killer of the White Socks Sect here.
"Is it going to end here?"
Zhao Yan thought to himself.
Then, he looked at the young girl and said, "We’ll soon be found, Miss Lin; you are the youngest and most talented here, so hide when the ti cos."
There, was a pit in the hot spring water.
A pit that could only accommodate one person yet was well hidden.
Their plan was, once the enemy found them, they would fight their way out, buying ti for the young sister to escape.
As she said this, it was as if she were giving her last words.
The young sister shook her head and said, "Sister Zhao, we ca out together, so even if we die, we should die together."
At this mont, Zhao Yan held her hand and said, "As long as you live, with your talent, the legacy of our Jade Maiden Sword Sect will not be broken. Our Jade Maiden Sword Sect, even a spark can start a prairie fire!"
Even if they die, as long as one survives, with their faith in Heroic Venerate, the Sword Sect will not perish.
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