Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 776 - 33 The Promise Once Made_3

Li Minghu estimated in his heart, and found that if the speed kept increasing like this, even if he activated the Barrier Charm to forcibly land, it would be difficult to avoid injury.

It seemed that the odds were against him this time.

Yet, Yan Yu remained remarkably calm. His Divine Sense swept rapidly below, but he heard Li Minghu saying in his ear,

"According to our agreement, are you going to be my boyfriend?"

Her voice was not panicked, but oddly, there seemed to be a sense of relief and ease as if a massive burden had been lifted.

"Do you think we’re about to die?" Yan Yu countered.

Li Minghu didn’t speak, only silently hugged him tighter, thinking that if he could die by your side, that would be alright.

Such a pity, if you could have survived...

He slowly closed his eyes, nestled in Yan Yu’s embrace.

Suddenly, a massive force yanked his body, the intense inertia almost felt like it would dislocate his internal organs.

Sword light carried him swiftly for more than ten meters before finally setting him down.

Li Minghu propped himself on the ground, coughing violently as if he was about to vomit out his stomach. Beside him, Yan Yu, who had retracted the sword light, was equally unsteady on his feet, but he still managed to come to his side and gently patted his back.

"I actually didn’t die..." After gasping for air for some time, Li Minghu let out a long breath and said weakly, disbelief in his voice.

"I told you so," Yan Yu said, "We weren’t nearly dead yet."

Li Minghu was silent for a moment before asking in a low voice,

"How did you do it?"

"Sword Control," Yan Yu said.

"There is a flight-restriction here," Li Minghu said. "You can’t use the Cloud Ascension Technique or Sword Flight more than two meters above the ground."

"You’ve already said the answer," Yan Yu replied. "That’s to activate Sword Flight within the last two meters before hitting the ground."

Li Minghu was silent even longer this time. After about three or four minutes, he barely managed to turn over and lay on his back on the uneven rocky surface, saying in a daze,

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"I’ll take that as a compliment," Yan Yu said.

"Sincerely meant," Li Minghu closed his eyes. The intense relief of surviving a catastrophe surged in his heart, suddenly giving him an indescribable sense of unreality.

Yan Yu sat cross-legged next to him, slowly relaxing the spirit that had been tensed to the limit. He hadn’t had time to estimate before, only judging by the wind passing his ear that the falling speed had indeed reached over a hundred meters per second—at that speed, two meters was nothing more than a fleeting distance.

Haha, that’s like me indeed!

"So, your answer?" Li Minghu’s voice rang out again.

"What answer?" Yan Yu asked.

"We had an agreement," Li Minghu reminded him.

"But that was when you were about to die," Yan Yu pointed out.

"I really thought I was going to die just now," Li Minghu said, shaking her head as she stood up, smiling somewhat helplessly, "but that’s okay, I’ll save this opportunity for later."

She turned to look behind her, where the tip of the giant sword was thrust into the center of the massive stone platform. They were currently on the outer edge of the platform.

The uneven feeling beneath her was actually the tadpole scripts carved on the stone platform, each character nearly a meter long. Numerous characters formed concentric circles around the sword tip, and many bas-relief images of mythical beasts were inlaid within them.

"Suspension bridge effect it is," Yan Yu came to her side and said lightly, "I rather hope you don’t mix up the joy of a narrow escape with so-called romantic feelings, only to start regretting it a few days later."

"I won’t regret it," Li Minghu shook her head.

"Don’t be so sure," Yan Yu said.

"It’s not about being sure," Li Minghu shook her head, "I just..."

"Just what?" Yan Yu asked.

"Top secret," Li Minghu said with a slight smile. "If you had agreed just now, I might have told you. Not anymore."

Yan Yu couldn’t help but smile too, turning to look at the distant rock wall. A narrow path opened out from the edge of the stone platform, leading to an entrance in the rock face—on either side of the road, swords bent and broken were planted everywhere, encircling the platform.

If each broken sword represented a fallen Sword Immortal, then the number of Sword Immortals who died here would be in the tens of thousands.

"Let’s go," Yan Yu proceeded forward.

"Right behind you," Li Minghu quickly followed him, softly stretching out her left hand and silently grasping the corner of his sleeve.