This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 242 The Art of Ferrying Ghosts

Xi Zhu's words struck Huangfu Lingxue's heart like a heavy hammer, causing her to frown once again.

Despite all she said, her explanation was like a rootless duckweed, completely unfounded.

She wasn't unwilling to give him the Ghost Sword Death Technique; in fact, she was willing to personally cast the Ghost Technique to fake her death for Xiao Xingchen.

But what was the result? It was undoubtedly a huge gamble, betting on that minuscule one in ten thousand chance.

"Is there really no other way besides this?" Huangfu Lingxue's voice was tinged with despair.

"It's difficult. I've racked my brains but I can't think of any way to bring someone back to life. Bringing someone back to life is defying the heavens. Apart from the Ghost Sword, which has a tiny chance, there are no other secret techniques that can do it. So, this is his last hope. Of course, it's just a hope. Whether he can come back to life depends entirely on his own fate."

After a suffocating silence, Ruoxue suddenly realized that ghost magic actually concealed so many secrets, making it truly difficult to make a firm decision.

If Xiao Xingchen still had a trace of humanity left at this moment, he would die completely once he used his demonic arts, with no chance of survival.

"Alright, in that case, I will transfer my ghost magic to him. Whether he can wake up or not depends on his own fate."

After much deliberation, Huangfu Lingxue finally gritted her teeth and made up her mind. This decision felt like an immense burden to her, incredibly difficult.

Because Xiao Xingchen is currently unable to cultivate on her own, she must use a special method. This is the main reason why she finally made up her mind after hesitating for a long time.

"That's all we can do. Just do your best. If his fate is truly sealed, then we can only leave it to fate."

Xizhu sighed softly to the side, as if a thousand-pound burden was weighing on her heart.

"Then where should we go from here?" Ruoxue looked at Huangfu Lingxue with gratitude and asked softly.

"Give me a secret room? I will not allow anyone to disturb me while I am performing the exorcism."

“This is a piece of cake. I will make preparations immediately. I swear that no one will disturb us during this period. I will personally guard the area.”

Upon hearing this, Ruoxue turned and left without hesitation to make preparations, leaving only Xizhu and Huangfu Lingxue behind.

“Sigh…” Xizhu stared at her, hesitated several times before finally letting out a helpless sigh and slowly walking away, leaving this quiet space to Huangfu Lingxue.

Looking at the man lying on the bed, his body as stiff as bronze, Huangfu Lingxue smiled with relief.

Xizhu only told Xiaoxingchen that the ghost technique might be able to save him, but she never mentioned the price she would have to pay to use it. This price was not only the ghost technique itself, but also everything she had.

The unusual activity at the Prince Kao Shan's mansion was like a stone thrown into water, creating ripples and attracting countless eyes of attention.

When everyone saw the Prince Kao Shan's mansion suddenly close its gates, refusing entry to all guests, some realized that the Prince Kao Shan must have met with some misfortune. Chen Buxu and Yan Yi were initially troubled and conflicted by Xiao Xingchen's cold attitude, but when they witnessed the entire mansion descend into chaos, they realized that something terrible was about to happen.

After careful questioning, they learned that Xiao Xingchen was on the verge of death and was receiving emergency treatment.

The news struck them like a bolt from the blue, leaving them terrified.

"How is this possible? Everyone just left the Prince's residence, and the Prince of Kaoshan has suffered such a calamity. Who is so heartless and insane? Are they not afraid of the wrath of the Great Qian Dynasty?"

Yan Yi recalled incredulously those who had left the Prince Kao Shan's mansion. There were very few people who harbored hostility towards Xiao Xingchen. Even the Great Yan dared not easily make a move against Xiao Xingchen. Could it be the Great Li? She couldn't help but speculate inwardly. The timing of this incident was too coincidental, making it hard not to think about it.

"It's all over! The people of Nanling are going to be wiped out!"

Chen Buxu was like a walking corpse. He had finally grasped at a straw, but it was about to break. He felt that the heavens were going to destroy Nanling. He stood there like a statue, motionless.

"Come on, let's go see what happened." Yan Yi grabbed him without further ado and ran towards the backyard. However, they were stopped by Ling's army as soon as they reached the door.

Ling Feiyuan happened to return, and after hearing Ruoxue recount such a shocking event, he was practically going crazy.

If Ruoxue had to guard the room, the heavy responsibility of protecting the Prince's mansion would naturally fall on his shoulders. Before Yan Yi had even stepped out of the courtyard, a sharp sword aura descended at her feet like a venomous snake.

"Everyone, the Prince's Mansion is in dire straits. No one is allowed to step out of the courtyard!" A man wearing a silver mask appeared slowly like a ghost, which startled Yan Yi. When did the Prince's Mansion acquire such a peerless master?

This person is undoubtedly a sword immortal, and the righteous aura emanating from Ling Feiyuan perfectly embodies the phrase "sword immortals are righteous." This is a flawless sword immortal!

"Who are you? Why have I never seen you before?" Yan Yi stopped abruptly, instantly becoming very interested in the man in front of her.

"Guards of the Prince's Palace, please return to your quarters." Ling Feiyuan's voice was as cold as frost, as if it could freeze people.

"This Prince Kao Shan's mansion has only just been established. Where did he find such a powerful swordsman as a guard? And such an upright swordsman at that. You must have something going on!"

With a "whoosh," Yan Yi was met with another dazzling sword light.

Ling Feiyuan held a long sword and stood firmly in place like a mountain, without saying a word.

"Fine, fine, since you have such a bad temper, we'll go back, okay?"

Yan Yi smiled and took a few steps back, but did not leave. She just watched Ling Feiyuan quietly without saying a word.

"Miss Yan, shall we go back to our rooms?"

Chen cautiously offered his suggestion, but was ignored by both of them. He shook his head helplessly and walked towards his room. Clearly, something terrible had happened, and as a guest, it was best to stay away.

However, Yan Yi didn't think that way. After all, she was from the Great Yan, and especially when Ling Feiyuan appeared, her unique aura was like a magnet, instantly attracting her.

"That idiot, what's your name?"

"Are you really Xiao Xingchen's bodyguard?"

"Your sword is quite unique, like a sharp blade gleaming from the battlefield. Could you perhaps be a soldier?"... Yan Yi did not leave.

Instead, he slowly probed Ling Feiyuan's bottom line, but how could Ling Feiyuan care about such things? Her heart was like an ant on a hot pan, extremely anxious, completely unaware of Ruoxue's situation. Ruoxue's exact words were that there was an unstable element in the manor, and while Xiao Xingchen was being treated, it was imperative to keep an eye on these two.

As for those outside the mansion, no one dared to force their way in at this moment. After all, news of the Prince of Kao Shan's serious injuries had already spread, and no one would want to cause trouble at this crucial time. However, before Huangfu Lingxue decided to treat Xiao Xingchen's injuries, she resolutely made a decision: to send someone to deliver the news of Xiao Xingchen's critical condition to the Martial Emperor.

"Why is that?" This action drew the attention of both Xizhu and Ruoxue.

"Someone is trying to eliminate His Majesty's pawns. What do you think His Majesty will do next?"

Based on Huangfu Lingxue's recent numerous contacts with Xiao Xingchen, she has touched upon many core secrets that she had never touched before. Xiao Xingchen plays a crucial role, and how could a king tolerate someone taking away such a vital piece of his pawn without authorization?

She pondered to herself, who would be the unfortunate victim? How could she let others get away with such a miserable ordeal while she herself was suffering so much?

"Alright, I'll take someone down with me even when I'm dying." Xi Zhu's lips curled into a sly smile. This tactic, though somewhat shameless, might actually produce unexpected and wonderful results if used properly.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

"Then I'll go in. It will take at least a day, or at most three days, to get results."

Huangfu Lingxue took a deep breath, resolutely closed the door, and stepped into the secret room. Here, Xiao Xingchen was like a frozen bronze statue, lifeless.

"You're really giving me a hard time."

She couldn't help but sigh; to bring a sculpture back to life was undoubtedly a formidable task.

"However, perhaps what Xizhu said is true, this star core originally belonged to you."

As she walked, her clothes fell like petals.

When she reached Xiao Xingchen's bedside, all her clothes had been removed, making her resemble a blooming snow lotus. She gently removed her mask, and although she knew that Xiao Xingchen was unconscious, an irrepressible blush still appeared on her face like the evening glow.

"It's an advantage for you."

With a light flick of her jade-like hand, she slapped her abdomen as if skimming the water, and her body began to become transparent, like glass.

A blue light suddenly flashed in Huangfu Lingxue's abdomen, like the most dazzling star in the night sky.

Through her body, one could clearly see that the blue light, like a lively sprite, was dancing gracefully through her limbs and bones along with her blood. Each movement would draw away Huangfu Lingxue's own vital energy.

This is a bead that she nurtured with her own life for ten years. It is like a rare treasure, radiating a mysterious and alluring light.

Only when the blue light moved to her mouth like a graceful dancer did she lean down slightly, like a blooming flower, and bring her lips to Xiao Xingchen's mouth.

Unable to move, Xiao Xingchen could only helplessly use this method to transfer the power of the ghost technique, like a lamb to the slaughter.

A blue bead slowly emerged from Huangfu Lingxue's mouth, like a crystal-clear sapphire, and was then transferred mouth-to-mouth to Xiao Xingchen's mouth.

The moment the star core appeared, the bronze divine tree, like a disturbed dragon, suddenly became restless.

The bronze light that descended from the sky, like a surging wave, instantly engulfed the entire secret chamber.

However, in the blink of an eye, the blue light, like a king reigning supreme, swept over the bronze light with overwhelming force. Even Xiao Xingchen, who had already turned to bronze, seemed to let out a muffled roar, as if surrendering to this powerful force.