BSI Chapter 728 - 163: I Thought I Would Die (Second Update)
Chapter 728 - 163: I Thought I Would Die (Second Update)
"Poisoned?" Wei Molili’s eyes appeared somewhat dazed.
At this moment, his appearance was quite disheveled. His hair obscured his features, making it difficult to see his facial expression. One could only glimpse a hint from his bright eyes.
"Have I been poisoned?" Wei Molili murmured to himself.
His reaction astonished the other four people.
How could Wei Molili seem completely unaware of being poisoned? Who could have poisoned Wei Molili without anyone knowing?
Seeing his bewildered expression, Mu Qingge changed her approach to ask, "What happened after you entered the Divine Demon Ancient Battlefield? Or rather, what happened before you lost consciousness?"
This question finally brought a thoughtful look into Wei Molili’s eyes.
The four did not disturb him.
Ji Yaohua’s eyes casually glanced at the golden needle inserted atop Wei Molili’s head, and he couldn’t help but swallow. Although that golden needle was not large, it still looked quite intimidating when inserted like that.
Suddenly, he made a decision in his heart! That was to never provoke Mu Qingge. A Golden Realm was not frightening, and he could still handle someone who could refine Sacred Artifacts. But someone who could refine Sacred Artifacts as well as elixirs, he must approach cautiously.
What if one day, unintentionally angering her, she stuck a needle in him or poisoned him, then what?
"I entered the Divine Demon Ancient Battlefield..." As Ji Yaohua was lost in thought, Wei Molili began to speak.
His voice was somewhat dry. Mu Qingge took out some water, and after he drank it, he continued: "I encountered a bottleneck in my cultivation. I came here to try and break through. At first, nothing happened. It was very quiet, very desolate, as if I were the only one in the entire world. I kept walking inward, walking for who knows how far. Then I encountered some..."
Wei Molili suddenly stopped, seemingly unsure of how to describe the people or things he encountered.
The four did not rush him; they simply allowed him to think slowly.
Wei Molili’s memory was quite fragile at this point, and any interference might cause him to remember nothing.
"...I...I encountered some kind of monster. I had never seen such monsters before. They seemed to be searching for something in the ancient battlefield. Out of curiosity, I followed them quietly. I followed for a very long time, not knowing whether it was half a year or a full year. I couldn’t be sure if they noticed me. In any case, I kept following them, delving deeper into the ancient battlefield... I saw them collecting the drifting remnants of souls and something else..." Wei Molili’s eyes gradually widened, as if the scenes he had seen began to appear before him.
"Later, they discovered me. One of them let out a piercing scream at me, and then, I remembered nothing. It was as if I fell into a long dream. In that dream, I felt many people wanted to kill me, so I had to kill them. I kept killing, continually eliminating those who wanted me dead. In my mind, there was only kill, kill, kill—!"
Wei Molili’s eyes were wide open, full of blood vessels, and veins popped out on his neck, his emotions extremely unstable.
Mu Qingge hurriedly infused a thread of Spiritual Power into the golden needle on his head, calming him down gradually.
His narrative sent chills into the hearts of the four.
Ji Yaohua asked, "Do you remember what those monsters looked like?"
"Green... Some were very tall, some very short... Very thin, skin and bones... Features very sinister, eyes green, ears very large... Their hands were claws... And... They were all naked..." Wei Molili’s voice trembled as he described the monsters he spoke of.
"Do you remember your cultivation level when you first entered the ancient battlefield?" Mu Qingge suddenly asked.
This detail Wei Molili remembered clearly, and he replied directly, "Golden Realm First Layer."
Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow, and the other three’s expressions became peculiar.
"What’s wrong?" Noticing the odd expressions on their faces, Wei Molili asked.
Mu Qingge looked at him and said, "Your current cultivation level is Golden Realm Second Layer."
"What!" Wei Molili was shocked.
But soon, he understood why the people before him wore such strange expressions. He looked grim and said, "So, I have been unconscious for a very long time, even years."
"The last transmission of your whereabouts in the Middle Ancient Realm was six years ago." Xi Qianxue spoke up.
"Six years... Six years..." Wei Molili said, lost.
No matter who it is, suddenly discovering they’ve spent six hazy years could be hard to accept.
The cave turned silent once more.
After a long time, Wei Molili asked, "If the toxins in my body can’t be neutralized, what will happen in the end?"
He directed this question to Mu Qingge.
Since waking up, seeing Mu Qingge by his side while the other three kept their distance, he already guessed who had awakened him.
The light shining through his hair contained a hint of hope.
Mu Qingge sighed inwardly and said solemnly to him, "This type of poison I have encountered for the first time. If we can find the monsters you described, perhaps there is a chance for an antidote. If it cannot be resolved... the poison has no physical or cultivation damage, but it will continuously erode your mind, causing you to gradually lose yourself, either plunging into madness or becoming an unthinking puppet, controlled by whoever poisoned you."
"How vicious!" Ji Yaohua said resentfully.
Not directly killing someone, but slowly torturing them, and after that, making them live as a walking corpse, even manipulated. Anyone with dignity would find that outcome intolerable.
Wei Molili fell silent, not displaying any excessive behavior.
Suddenly, a hint of struggle appeared in his eyes, consciousness was fading gradually.
His reaction prompted Ji Yaohua and the other three to stand immediately, watchful of him. But Wei Molili looked at Mu Qingge, his eyes hidden by hair filled with pleading, "If no solution can be found in the end, kill me before you leave! I beg you!"
For someone who had topped the Green Talent List multiple times to say the word ’beg,’ it’s evident how much torment he was enduring. He didn’t want to easily abandon the chance to live, yet neither did he want to become a soulless beast or a tool at someone’s disposal.
"Alright." Mu Qingge nodded heavily, giving her promise.
Then, Mu Qingge swiftly pulled out the golden needle on Wei Molili’s head and firmly pressed an acupoint on his nape, causing him to lose consciousness once again.
Once Wei Molili was unconscious, the other three relaxed their expressions.
However, his experience was like a heavy stone, weighing down their hearts.
"Keeping him in a coma can effectively mitigate the speed of toxin erosion in his body." Mu Qingge stored away the golden needle and explained to the three.
"So what should we do now?" Ji Yaohua looked at everyone and asked.
What to do? That’s a really difficult question to answer.
Wei Molili’s encounter added another layer of danger to this Ancient Battlefield training.
Mu Qingge couldn’t care for others, but she certainly had to continue forward, at least to obtain the Divine Demon Blood.
"Our Teleportation Talisman is valid for three months; after three months, it will transport us out," Ying Ze said. The meaning was clear enough; even if they wanted to take Wei Molili away now, it was impossible.
Xi Qianxue also spoke lightly, "Mine is the same. However, I came a day earlier than you and will leave a day earlier than you." After speaking, she instinctively glanced at Mu Qingge.
However, Mu Qingge was engrossed in her own thoughts at this moment and didn’t notice Xi Qianxue’s expression.
The four of them sat back around the campfire, and the cave became somewhat quiet.
Mu Qingge looked up at the few people and said, "We don’t have to be too pessimistic. Encountering Wei Molili might be our luck. At the very least, it shows us that we are not the only ones in the Ancient Battlefield; there’s also a type of creature we have never seen before. Moreover, that creature can emit sound waves that damage its opponent’s mind."
"Sound waves?" Xi Qianxue looked at Mu Qingge in surprise.
Ji Yaohua and Ying Ze also looked over curiously.
Mu Qingge nodded and explained to the three, "Just now, Wei Molili mentioned that the creature only roared at him once, and the sound was very sharp; then he remembered nothing. That’s when his mind began to be impacted and destroyed. So I suspect one of those creatures’ attack methods is this strange sound wave. It’s like a kind of mental poison that spreads through sound and, once entering the brain, begins to destroy and consume human mental faculties and central nervous system..."
Mu Qingge was speaking to herself but suddenly realized the three others’ expressions were becoming stranger.
When she realized it, she suddenly found out that she had used a lot of terms unfamiliar to this world’s people. A hint of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she covered it up by saying, "That’s roughly what it means; as long as you understand."
The three of them nodded in half-understanding, exchanging a glance. Ji Yaohua said, "So, in other words, those creature sounds are toxic. If we hear them, we might get poisoned and end up like Wei Molili, right?"
Mu Qingge nodded, "That’s one way to understand it."
"So, if we encounter them, how do we deal with them? Should we kill them before they make any sound?" Ji Yaohua asked with a frown.
How to deal with these creatures is indeed a matter worth pondering.
After a moment of silence, Mu Qingge said, "Killing them before they make a sound is one way. However, we don’t understand these creatures; whether they have other attack methods or their defense capabilities, we don’t know. Therefore, if we encounter them, we must handle it carefully and not easily expose ourselves. Once confronted, we should first block our hearing."
The three nodded with serious expressions.
"And what about him?" Ji Yaohua asked again, pointing to Wei Molili.
This question...
They couldn’t keep moving forward with the unconscious Wei Molili in tow, and leaving someone behind to take care of him didn’t seem practical either.
Mu Qingge raised an eyebrow and said, "Let’s talk about this later; you’re all injured, so rest and recover first; I’ll keep watch."
...
In the Ancient Battlefield, where day and night were indistinguishable, Mu Qingge stood with her hands behind her back at the cave entrance, gazing at the grayish sky, lost in thought.
In the cave behind her, Wei Molili remained unconscious, while Ji Yaohua and Ying Ze had entered their meditation and breath-regulating states. In this space, danger could appear at any moment, and no one dared to be careless.
Therefore, healing their injuries promptly would ensure their own safety and avoid becoming a burden to their teammates.
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind her, which Mu Qingge could guess who it was without turning her eyes.
A faint fragrance drifted past her nose, and out of the corner of her eye, Mu Qingge saw the hem of Xi Qianxue’s skirt.
She turned her eyes to the sacred woman standing beside her and asked, "Why aren’t you resting?"
Xi Qianxue slowly shook her head, her gaze tenderly resting on her, and said, "I can’t sleep."
"..." Mu Qingge was at a loss for words. At this moment, she didn’t know what to say.
Xi Qianxue stood quietly by her side, just like her, gazing at the oppressive sky over the Ancient Battlefield, which seemed filled with a sense of death and desolation permeating every corner of this space.
Yet, standing beside this person and seeing that touch of charm in her, Xi Qianxue felt a hint of vitality, a trace of life, and hope.
"I thought I would die today." Xi Qianxue suddenly spoke.
Mu Qingge was silent for a moment, replying, "You won’t."
But Xi Qianxue shook her head with a smile, "If it weren’t for your sudden appearance, I really would have died at Wei Molili’s hands."
"You are the cherished pearl of the Xi Family, and also the Goddess of the Divine Hall; surely you have some means of preserving your life," Mu Qingge said faintly.
Xi Qianxue was taken aback and then chuckled softly.
She looked at Mu Qingge, with a hint of imperceptible wistfulness in her eyes. "You’re right in a way, but before I came in, I abandoned all those means of preserving my life."
Mu Qingge looked at her in surprise, "You cut off all your retreats so thoroughly?"
Xi Qianxue nodded, "I came here because, in the past two years, my heart has been restless, and my cultivation progress has been slow. I thought this adventure might allow me to comprehend some things at the brink of life and death, allowing my heart to calm down again. However, facing my moment of despair at the hands of Wei Molili today and then seeing you appear, I suddenly realized that I am actually terrified of dying."
Xi Qianxue’s words left Mu Qingge at a loss for words.
The dialogue between them faintly revealed a hint of emotion, leaving Mu Qingge feeling somewhat at a loss.
That feeling of being at a loss made her feel the need to explain something, "Goddess Xi, I think you’ve misun..."
"Call me Qianxue, my family always calls me that, never Goddess," Xi Qianxue interrupted her speaking.
Xi Qianxue looked at Mu Qingge and gathered the courage to say, "You should know, as a Goddess, I can never marry, let alone fall for someone. I never thought much of this rule until I suddenly found myself hating it one day."
Hearing this, Mu Qingge’s mouth went dry, wanting to explain but feeling unsure of how to do so.