Chapter 419 Why is Senior Leng more anxious than me?

That kind of tranquil and warm life only existed for a period in his vague childhood memories; ever since the chilling evil began to affect others, Leng Wuyan's world became monotonous and colorless.

Seven months, though a very short time in her long cultivation journey, felt incredibly precious in her heart. The two figures, one large and one small, were no longer strangers in her eyes.

Facing Li Xuanfeng's question, Leng Wuyan already had an answer in her heart, yet her long-formed personality prevented her from speaking her thoughts aloud.

The large hand was still tightly gripping her fair wrist. The heavily injured Leng Wuyan could not break free, nor could she continue to erase the traces on the longsword.

"It was your choice to leave the chance of survival to me and Xiaoya. It is my choice to return and save you."

"So, Senior Leng, why feel apologetic for this?"

Li Xuanfeng released her wrist.

Leng Wuyan lowered her gaze, still silent.

"Put it away."

Li Xuanfeng added.

The Frost Sword vibrated, seemingly joyful. The Saint King's strike had not only damaged the sword body but also the sword spirit.

"Thank you!"

It wasn't Leng Wuyan who spoke, but the illusory sword spirit that suddenly emerged from the longsword.

The sword spirit elegantly bowed to Li Xuanfeng.

Her appearance was quite similar to Leng Wuyan's, dressed in white, with a cold demeanor. At first glance, one might even think she was Leng Wuyan's sister. From the moment she was born, she had accompanied Leng Wuyan's growth, so naturally, she was unwilling for the longsword she resided in to be given away.

Although Leng Wuyan might give the longsword to Li Xuanfeng while keeping the sword spirit, after many years of companionship, the sword spirit would certainly be reluctant.

"Thank you!"

This time, it was Leng Wuyan who spoke. She gave Li Xuanfeng a deep look, then, as the sword spirit returned to the sword body, the Frost Longsword also disappeared into Leng Wuyan's Sea of Consciousness.

Seeing this, a hint of a smile finally appeared on Li Xuanfeng's face.

"Senior Leng, take off your clothes!"

Just as Leng Wuyan put away her longsword, she heard Li Xuanfeng say this, and her delicate body instantly stiffened.

"I'll help you heal, and incidentally, your clothes should be thoroughly cleaned."

Li Xuanfeng continued.

Leng Wuyan's heart finally relaxed.

However, she didn't immediately comply. Instead, she looked at Li Xuanfeng and softly said, "I owe you."

"If Senior Leng feels indebted, then let's change the duration of the previous contract."

Li Xuanfeng smiled.

"How long?"

Leng Wuyan's heart stirred.

If he helped her heal her injuries this time, two hundred years for the contract would certainly not be enough. After all, Li Xuanfeng's improvement speed was too fast; in two hundred years, he probably wouldn't even need her as a bodyguard.

But Leng Wuyan had no other compensation to offer. Li Xuanfeng's strength was comparable to a Saint in the Middle Stage, and he himself was not lacking in treasures. It was difficult for Leng Wuyan to satisfy him in terms of resources.

If extending the contract would suffice, Leng Wuyan would naturally be willing. The reason she didn't propose it herself was out of fear that Li Xuanfeng wouldn't accept.

"Two hundred years is hardly enough. Changing it to 'forever' or 'a lifetime' would be acceptable."

Li Xuanfeng said, staring into her eyes, looking as if he had seriously considered it.

Leng Wuyan was stunned for a moment, then became expressionless and fell silent on the spot.

Seeing her like this, Li Xuanfeng couldn't help but chuckle inwardly. The contract was just a formality for him. He didn't know what level his strength would reach in two hundred years, but he was sure it would far surpass Leng Wuyan's. So, whether it was two hundred, three hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand years, it made no difference to him.

He said that just to see Leng Wuyan's reaction.

The matter of being someone's bodyguard for a lifetime is not something one can easily decide, even if Li Xuanfeng might not need her help in combat.

"Okay!"

However, just as Li Xuanfeng was about to speak again, Leng Wuyan actually nodded.

Then, her jade fingers began to draw directly in the air before her, preparing to draft another contract.

A warm palm gripped Leng Wuyan's soft hand. Li Xuanfeng looked at her bright, clear eyes and smiled, "Senior Leng, why are you more anxious than I am? Don't let the remaining Dao principles erupt. Let's heal your injuries first."

Feeling the warm temperature from Li Xuanfeng's large hand, and seeing his smiling eyes, a strange feeling once again stirred in Leng Wuyan's heart. In the end, she slowly nodded.

Li Xuanfeng released her incredibly soft hand, signaling that Leng Wuyan could undress.

Leng Wuyan, nervous but expressionless, stood up and once again untied her sash in front of Li Xuanfeng.

The blood-stained white clothes slipped down, revealing her smooth, fragrant shoulders. The white lotus bandeau still covered the alluring areas.

Her once smooth, delicate waist, without a trace of excess flesh, was now covered in scars, like porcelain riddled with cracks. The remaining Dao principles continuously eroded, preventing the wounds from healing. Leng Wuyan mobilized her power to resist, only barely managing to keep the injuries from worsening.

Further down, knee-length pants covered the endless allure, and the exposed half of her jade legs were also covered in scars.

"If these legs weren't injured, they'd look great in stockings."

This thought uncontrollably popped into Li Xuanfeng's mind.

He felt it was time to collect some Materials and personally refine some stockings, or have the Spirit Emperor refine them. Then he would let them try them on to see the effect, which would surely be very good.

Leng Wuyan's face was cold and expressionless, but she was actually a bit nervous. Although she had been exposed in front of Li Xuanfeng for a full seven months before, she wasn't as exposed as she was now.

She didn't know the strange thoughts that suddenly popped into Li Xuanfeng's mind at this moment. She thought he was observing her wounds, so she let him look.

Boom!

The Azure Wood Spirit Fire rose from Li Xuanfeng's right palm, and the Chaos mist emanated from his left hand.

"I'm coming, Senior Leng!"

Li Xuanfeng reminded her.

Leng Wuyan nodded.

The two energies immediately surged towards the numerous scars, flanking and encircling the remaining Dao principles.

Hiss! Hiss!

The familiar sound of energy collision rang out. With Li Xuanfeng's intervention, the remaining Dao principles began to be cleared.

The black-robed Saint King was dead, so there was no need to worry about being perceived by him this time. Thus, Li Xuanfeng didn't hold back his power, continuously outputting within Leng Wuyan's tolerable range, and the remaining Dao principles were quickly eliminated.

With the experience from not long ago, Leng Wuyan deliberately held her breath when Li Xuanfeng made his move, preventing herself from making that strange moan.

Not hearing that sound, Li Xuanfeng didn't feel it was a pity. Perhaps he would have the chance to hear something more enchanting in the future.

Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!

The two forces continuously besieged the remaining Dao principles. Although the black-robed Saint King was dead and there was no need to worry about being perceived, it was still the power of a Saint King, and the injuries were more severe than before. Li Xuanfeng could not clear them all in a short time.

Therefore, the following days returned to their usual leisurely and peaceful routine.

To take care of An Ya, Li Xuanfeng and Leng Wuyan still healed at night and accompanied her in cultivation or play during the day.

After the incident with the black-robed Saint King, the relationship between the three became even closer, and even Leng Wuyan's frequency of speaking increased slightly compared to before.

The three continued to travel among various life planets, heading towards the Star Domain where the Star Devourer was located.

Whether or not it was a bait set by the Xuantian Sect to lure him out, Li Xuanfeng was prepared to go and investigate the situation. Acting according to the color of his fate could help him avoid desperate situations.

The rune left by Lian Yuezhou was also enough to allow him to face a Saint King again.