Was it you that night?-Chapter 79 - 77 Falling into The Abyss

Chapter 79: Chapter 77: Falling into The Abyss

Chapter 79 -77: Falling into The Abyss

Shen Qinghe felt a powerful force engulfing her as she slipped into unconsciousness, and right before everything went dark, she thought she heard Dongfang Wuya’s voice calling out to her with all his might…

When she awoke, she found herself on the mountain top alongside two familiar faces—one was Yan Changsheng and the other was Nan Sheng, but Dongfang Wuya was nowhere to be seen.

As she regained her consciousness, Nan Sheng also slowly came to.

Nan Sheng was momentarily disoriented, but she quickly remembered everything that had happened in Snow Bone City. She heard, just before falling unconscious, that the Snow Bone Grass had been stolen by the Wuya Sword, which was Shen Qinghe’s personal sword.

How could someone like Shen Qinghe, a weakling, possess a personal sword capable of transforming, and moreover, manage to steal the Snow Bone Grass right under her nose?

Her plan had been flawless; first, to turn Yan Changsheng against Shen Qinghe, making him believe he was stabbed by her.

Given the severity of her injury, it was very likely that Yan Changsheng would give her the Snow Bone Grass to heal her wounds.

Everything was under her control, but at the critical moment, that deep-thinking and calculating woman, Shen Qinghe, somehow managed to have Dongfang Wuya steal the Snow Bone Grass.

She must kill Shen Qinghe, and this was her perfect opportunity!

Of course, Shen Qinghe was no fool herself. Nan Sheng’s hatred towards her was not a matter of just a day or two. At this moment, the murderous intent in Nan Sheng’s eyes was a clear indication that she harbored the intention to kill her.

Under normal circumstances, Shen Qinghe did not fear Nan Sheng, especially since she had the Red Lotus Shield Armor to protect her; dealing with Nan Sheng was not a problem at all.

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However, now that she was awake, for some reason she couldn’t move a muscle, and she wondered if this was an aftereffect of taking Snow Bone Grass.

This place was at the mountain’s peak, with cliffs at the edge, and below the precipice was a dense black fog that covered The Abyss, from which came the indistinguishable roars of unknown beasts.

Nan Sheng slowly approached Shen Qinghe, who did not want to reveal her immobility. She randomly picked a topic to stall for time, “Changsheng hasn’t woken up yet, aren’t you going to wake him first?”

Nan Sheng glanced at the unconscious Yan Changsheng but continued to stand in front of Shen Qinghe, “Did you steal the Snow Bone Grass?”

Shen Qinghe shook her head, lying without blinking, “Before I passed out, I saw Changsheng with the Snow Bone Grass, he told me he intended to give it to you.”

“You woman, full of trickery, do you think I would believe you?” Nan Sheng’s eyes flickered slightly as she imperceptibly moved closer to Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe didn’t move an inch. Was she brewing some conspiracy? Or was she contemplating pushing Nan Sheng into The Abyss to feed those unknown beasts?

There was also another possibility: Shen Qinghe might be bringing up the Snow Bone Grass because she was actually unable to move.

“If you don’t believe me, waking up Changsheng would confirm the truth, wouldn’t it?” Shen Qinghe secretly moved her fingers and felt them gradually regaining sensation.

This meant that if she could just stall for a little longer, she could avoid this disaster.

It was at this moment, however, that Nan Sheng suddenly grabbed her collar with a cool smile, “Shen Qinghe, you can’t move, can you?”

“Of course not…”

Shen Qinghe had barely spoken when Nan Sheng dragged her to the edge of the cliff, “You lie with every breath, you think I would believe you? I have long been sick of you, and today is the day you die!”

No sooner had she finished speaking than she kicked Shen Qinghe over the edge.

In that instant, Shen Qinghe’s fingers gained strength, and in a desperate bid, she grabbed the edge of the cliff, trying to leverage herself back up.

But in the end, she couldn’t muster enough strength, and with Nan Sheng’s sword thrusting towards her, she reluctantly let go.

Just as she let go, the previously unconscious Yan Changsheng hurriedly grabbed her hand, trying to pull her up from the edge of the cliff.

Nan Sheng, of course, was not willing to let her plan of killing Shen Qinghe end prematurely; she swung her sword towards Shen Qinghe’s hand, which was being held by Yan Changsheng…

Shen Qinghe thought grimly that her life was over; Yan Changsheng, fearing that Shen Qinghe would lose her arm, subconsciously released her hand.

As soon as Yan Changsheng let go, Shen Qinghe’s body fell like a kite with its string cut, plummeting into the abyss.

Falling at such a rapid speed, she frantically tried to take out the Red Lotus Shield Armor to protect herself, but someone was even faster, grabbing her waist just in time; it was Yan Changsheng.

From atop the mountain, Nan Sheng’s furious roar could still be heard, “Brother Changsheng, I forbid you to save her…”

Yan Changsheng’s intention had been to fly Shen Qinghe back to the top of the mountain, but there was something strange about the Abyss; the further they fell, the weaker his cultivation base became. Despite his best effort to fly upwards, he still couldn’t slow down their descent.

Their falling speed accelerated, and it was only Shen Qinghe’s quick use of the Red Lotus Shield Armor at the moment of impact that saved them from being smashed to pieces.

Before they could acclimate to their surroundings, a Mythical Beast with four horns on its head charged towards them.

Shen Qinghe instinctively reached for the Red Lotus Shield Armor to defend, and a blinding red light flashed before the giant beast’s eyes. The light was so peculiar and intense that it caused the beast’s eyes to burn painfully, bleeding incessantly.

The Mythical Beast with four horns no longer dared to approach Shen Qinghe and Yan Changsheng, but unwilling to relinquish its prey, it crouched nearby, watching them with covetous eyes, not taking its gaze from the two of them.

Yan Changsheng tried to wield his sword, only to find that all spiritual energy had left his body. He was deeply alarmed and tried again to access his spiritual energy, but still not a trace was to be found; he was no different from an ordinary person now.

“Qinghe, I have no spiritual energy left in my body. This Abyss is strange; we must leave this place as soon as possible!” Yan Changsheng said gravely, warning her.

Shen Qinghe was startled; how could she feel that her body was brimming with spiritual energy?

That’s right, she was different from Yan Changsheng.

Her method of absorbing spiritual energy was through the protagonist; as long as the protagonist was beside her, her spiritual energy would never be depleted, even in this peculiar Abyss that suppressed a cultivator’s power, she remained filled with spiritual energy.

Of course, this was also thanks to Yan Changsheng jumping down with her.

Yan Changsheng’s act of saving her puzzled her; the only explanation she could think of was that Yan Changsheng still wanted to snatch the Snow Bone Grass from her.

“If you are trying to help Nan Sheng steal the Snow Bone Grass, it’s too late; I’ve already consumed it,” Shen Qinghe decided to make things clear.

Yan Changsheng was taken aback, and it took him a while to understand that Shen Qinghe thought he had followed her to help Nan Sheng steal the Snow Bone Grass.

He felt mixed emotions, but also knew that it was his past actions that had caused Shen Qinghe to be so guarded against him. She must believe that whatever he did, it was always for Nan Sheng, that this time too, he had followed her solely to snatch her Snow Bone Grass.

Even in the Illusory Realm, despite having married Qinghe, he had not consummated the marriage, and had even spent the wedding night with Nan Sheng in a questionable manner.

In the Illusory Realm, he had also intended to give the Snow Bone Grass to Nan Sheng.

Everything he did was for Nan Sheng, and it was Nan Sheng who made him unrecognizable. How could he blame Qinghe for being so defensive against him?

“I didn’t follow you for the Snow Bone Grass. What Nan Sheng did to you was wrong. You are my Junior Sister; I couldn’t just stand by and watch you be harmed by Nan Sheng without doing anything.” Even if Yan Changsheng was reluctant to admit it, he clearly knew that the Nan Sheng he deeply loved harbored evil intent.