This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Dharma Cultivation understood naturally the story told by Xue Zhuyong.

Yet, after a long silence, Mo Yan hoarsely questioned, "Then why did you abandon my mother in the first place?"

Xue Zhuyong, who would rather enter the Spiritual Abyss to save him, surely touched his heart—it was impossible not to.

He was never a person of cold heart.

He could disregard Xue Zhuyong's negligence towards him, but he could not forgive Xue Zhuyong for abandoning Mo Zhizhi.
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"I did something in the past that wronged Zhizhi," Xue Zhuyong fell silent for a moment, then painfully explained, "She could no longer accept me, so I could only..."

"Although I don't know where we are right now..." After a long silence, Mo Yan did not keep digging into the past, scanning the surroundings, "but since we're still alive, I hope you can find a way out, go back... and then properly take care of my mother..."

Mo Yan's gaze was intense, fixed on Xue Zhuyong.

He felt his end was near, and he did not want to pursue those old, rotten issues any longer.

What he desired at that moment was a promise from Xue Zhuyong.

He knew that Xue Zhuyong might not be able to fulfil the promise, but all he sought was Xue Zhuyong's attitude and some peace for himself.

"I... will," Xue Zhuyong nodded with difficulty.

"Then I... forgive you," Seeing Xue Zhuyong make that promise, Mo Yan, sustaining his breath with effort, managed a smile.

Then his breath loosened, and he finally fainted again.

This time, he might never wake up again.

The Netherfire covering his body was becoming increasingly vigorous.

Yet his breath was growing ever so weak.

Xue Zhuyong's face was ashen, his eyes devoid of all sparkle.

"Drip drip drip~~~" A very cheerful sound rang out.

Xue Zhuyong instinctively looked in the direction of the sound, and a very mystical little fire person appeared before his eyes.

Xue Zhuyong referred to it as a little fire person because its entire body was a clump of blue-green flames shaped like a human, its facial features made of fire lively and vivid.

It joyfully hopped around this barren land, as if this place was its playground.

And it itself, was like a spirit of fire.

"Drip?"

The little fire person, initially hopping aimlessly around, suddenly seemed to sense something, sharply turned towards Xue Zhuyong's side, finally fixing its gaze on Mo Yan, who was unconscious and burning with Netherfire.

"Drip? Drip?" The little fire person let out two puzzled sounds, no longer hopping but floating in the air weightlessly, swiftly flying over, circling above Mo Yan's body.

"Drip?" The little fire person looked towards Xue Zhuyong, softly calling out as if asking a question.

Although Xue Zhuyong could feel the goodwill emanating from the little fire person, he could not understand its words.

Seeing that Xue Zhuyong could not understand him, the little fire person became somewhat anxious and circled in the air a couple more times.

Whoosh!

At that moment, the two types of Netherfire on Mo Yan's body suddenly surged, and their blaze grew even fiercer.

And Mo Yan's life force had already begun to gradually extinguish.

The little fire person paused in midair, as if contemplating something.

Finally, the little fire person made up its mind and, under Xue Zhuyong's astonished gaze, dove headfirst toward Mo Yan's Dantian.

The speed was so fast, and the action so sudden, that Xue Zhuyong had no time to react or stop it.

What shocked him even more was that the moment the little fire person entered Mo Yan's body, the two different Netherfires fiercely clashing within Mo Yan did not explode instantly due to the intervention of an external force.

Instead, there was a sudden pause, as if a mouse had encountered a cat. The fires began to tremble violently, and then started to shrink timidly.

The red and blue Netherfires that pervaded Mo Yan's body slowly extinguished and calmed down. In the blink of an eye, they had completely receded.

But that wasn't the end.

Huuu huuu huuu~

The next moment, a teal flame burst forth from inside Mo Yan's body, taking the place where the Cold Spirit Fire and Red Lotus Fire had been, burning on the surface of Mo Yan's body.

Then, a very strange scene occurred.

Wherever the teal flame burned, the already charred black flesh of Mo Yan began to peel off its carbonized skin to reveal the wounds beneath, looking bloody and gory.

Yet, the teal flame seemed to have no temperature. As Mo Yan's blood flowed out, it remained intact within the flames and was not evaporated.

Even more bizarre was that, like dry wood coming upon spring, Mo Yan's crackling flesh began to heal gradually, regrowing fresh red flesh and skin at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this scene, Xue Zhuyong finally recalled a slightly unfamiliar name.

Flame of Life.

The magical flame ranked twenty-third on the Netherfire Ranking!

The reason Xue Zhuyong felt this name unfamiliar was not that he had never heard of it before; in fact, every Netherfire on the Netherfire Ranking was very famous.

There are countless types of Netherfire in the world, but only one hundred make it onto the Netherfire Ranking.

Each kind of Netherfire could be regarded as a rare treasure of Heaven and Earth, the object of countless Dharma Cultivation practitioners', as well as Alchemists' and Artifact Refiners' dreams.

So even though he was now a Nascent Soul Cultivator, the Netherfires on the ranking still seemed too distant, as if they existed only in legends.

Therefore, when he saw the little fire person for the first time, he did not associate it with this at all.

Only now did he suddenly realize it.

As for the current scene, that was the unique ability of the Flame of Life.

The Flame of Life was entirely different from all other Netherfires.

Although different Netherfires may vary in form and power, they share one common characteristic: all Netherfires are imbued with destructive power, brutal and strong.

The Flame of Life is the exception.

It is the only Netherfire discovered in the world that possesses no destructive power at all.

The reason it made it onto the Netherfire Ranking and achieved such a high rank of twenty-three is entirely because of the exuberant vitality it contains.

Indeed, as one of the most brutal Netherfires between Heaven and Earth, the Flame of Life is known for its vitality.

It has no killing power but possesses unparalleled healing capabilities and even the ability to extend life.

Therefore, the Flame of Life is also called the Longevity Flame.

Though he did not know the reason, the Flame of Life was indeed saving Mo Yan at this moment.

Mo Yan was saved!

A surge of uncontrollable elation flashed through Xue Zhuyong's heart.

...

While Xue Zhuyong focused entirely on Mo Yan, he did not notice that the moment the Flame of Life entered Mo Yan's body, the volcanic crater behind him, continuously emitting grey smoke, had undergone a tremendous change.