No one knew from when or where a rumor suddenly popped up and began to spread: the Demon King Ye Qiu is already dead.

The rumor said that because the Demon King Ye Qiu was too arrogant and domineering, he provoked a lot of enemies, including but not limited to the infamous Blood Cross, many Hidden Clans of Huaxia, and even colossal forces abroad ranked among the top three in the world, like the Murphy Clan and so on.

So, several Hidden Clans in Huaxia, Blood Cross, and the Murphy Clan joined forces, launched a siege to kill Ye Qiu, and then successfully killed him, sending him down to the Yellow Springs!!!

Although no one knew where this rumor came from, whether it was true or false, and there was no way to verify it, the moment it surfaced, it spread like wildfire, and more and more people started to hear about it.

As a result, could it be that the Demon King Ye Qiu really was already dead? This kind of speculation started to appear in many people's after-meal chatter, and more and more people began to half-believe it.

After all, if three men talk, they can create a tiger; if five men write, they can make it a chapter. So many people were all discussing this matter, there had to be some credibility to it.

Maybe this rumor was actually true? It wasn't impossible.

And as this rumor spread, even Lin Chuxue heard some of it.

This made Lin Chuxue even more worried and restless.

If at this time Bai Lan also heard this rumor and came to ask her about it, she really wouldn't know how to tell Bai Lan, how to explain it to her.

But Ye Qiu must still be alive, right?!

Although Lin Chuxue was very uneasy, she still believed that Ye Qiu would definitely be safe and sound.

Because when Ye Qiu stayed behind to cover their retreat and faced the Ouyang Family's encirclement alone, he had promised her that after he solved the Ouyang Family's trouble, he would come to find them.

Lin Chuxue believed in Ye Qiu and was also looking forward to Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu would definitely do as he himself had said: after dealing with the Ouyang Family's trouble, he would come to find them.

So Ye Qiu had to still be alive; it was just that he hadn't yet shaken off the Ouyang Family's trouble, so he hadn't had time to contact them.

Mm, it had to be like this.

...

In front of Ye Qiu, it was pitch-black, as if he were in a lightless, Dark world where he could see nothing at all.

And in this Dark world, there was no pain, no sensation. Ye Qiu's heart was full of confusion, and his spirit was in a hazy, dazed state.

Am I dead?

Is this the world after death?

No one knew how much time passed. Such a thought suddenly surfaced in Ye Qiu's mind, and only then did his consciousness slowly awaken.

"Hiss~!"

Right after that, Ye Qiu once again felt the existence of his body, and the intense pain coming from his body made him suck in a sharp breath of cold air. He almost fainted alive from the sheer agony!!!

All over his body, from the inside out, whether it was his flesh, his arms, his internal organs, or his bones, all were constantly sending out a fierce stabbing pain.

It was as if Ye Qiu's body was being cut into a thousand pieces and gnawed by ten thousand ants, constantly tormenting his spirit, making it impossible for him to stay calm!!!

But it was precisely this intense, violent pain that clearly told Ye Qiu and allowed him to confirm one thing.

That was—he was still alive!!!

"You're finally awake."

At this moment, a voice came over. Enduring the pain, Ye Qiu turned his head toward the direction of the voice and then saw the figure of the old Daoist.

In an instant, everything that had happened before, especially that final moment when he was pierced through by Tian's strike, all of it resurfaced in Ye Qiu's mind…

Ye Qiu fully sobered up and finally understood why he was still alive now.

"Thank you, senior, for saving my life."

So right away, Ye Qiu forced himself to endure the pain in his body and tried to stand up, but his body was a bit weak, so he gave up in the end. Wearing a wry smile, he sincerely thanked the old Daoist.

If not for the old Daoist's timely help, he would probably have died more than once or twice already, so his gratitude was only natural.

"Hold it, there's no need to thank me. The only reason I saved you is because you once saved my disciple's life. I'm just paying back that favor for him."

Hearing this, the old Daoist glanced at him, then shook his head and said coldly to Ye Qiu, "Besides, the reason you managed to survive is entirely because your own life is tough enough."

The old Daoist wasn't just making polite small talk with Ye Qiu; he was also honestly telling the truth.

Although he had indeed done his best to save Ye Qiu, to be honest, the fact that Ye Qiu actually pulled through surprised even the old Daoist.

Because when he examined Ye Qiu's injuries and treated him, Ye Qiu's horrific wounds made the old Daoist suspect more than once that Ye Qiu was beyond saving.

Yet not only did Ye Qiu endure those grievous injuries, he even woke up from his coma so quickly. All of this made the old Daoist sigh with emotion at how tenacious Ye Qiu's life force was.

"Paying back a favor, huh…?"

Listening to the old Daoist's words, Ye Qiu let out a bitter laugh. He finally understood why the old Daoist had helped him.

He had known from the start that, given the old Daoist's neutral stance, it was impossible for him to keep stepping in, first blocking Ouyang Bai for him, then driving away Tian for Ye Qiu.

All of this was because Ye Qiu had previously saved Zhao Chunxue. For Zhao Chunxue's sake, the old Daoist was willing to take sides for once and give him a hand.

"But the fact remains, senior, that you saved me… so I still have to thank you."

Even so, Ye Qiu still took a deep breath and thanked the old Daoist once more.

Seeing that Ye Qiu was sincerely grateful to him without the slightest trace of hypocrisy, a look of approval finally flashed in the old Daoist's eyes as he imperceptibly nodded a little.

It hadn't been in vain to save Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu knew how to be grateful and was extremely genuine about it. That was rare, and it made the old Daoist very satisfied.

Looked like he hadn't saved Ye Qiu for nothing.

It was just a pity…

Suddenly thinking of something, the old Daoist let out a soft sigh, and the gaze he turned on Ye Qiu gradually took on a trace of sympathy.

"Although I did save you, and you did manage to live, there is one thing I have no choice but to tell you…"

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