Can Xue stopped in her tracks, "Where can I report this? Of course, I have to find a way to solve it. Why are you here at this time?"
"Master told me to watch you throw him," Yu Zhen said deliberately.
Can Xue's hand tightened.
Unlike Yu Zhen, if he betrayed the Blood Demon Fiend, the Blood Demon Fiend could turn him into dust with a mere flick of his finger.
After all, she had no gender, no identity, and her true form was a part of the Blood Demon Fiend.
However.
This little dragon, Chu Xian, was still so young.
Could they really… just abandon him like this, and watch him die?
Yu Zhen narrowed her eyes, "Can Xue, have you betrayed Master?"
From the moment she had defected to the Blood Demon Fiend, she had found this Can Xue to be a little unusual.
When dealing with Qi Yu and the others, this Can Xue clearly held back.
Although the Blood Demon Fiend didn't take it seriously, and even said nothing, she just felt something was wrong.
Especially that time with Feng Mian, Can Xue seemed to have reminded her.
These details all proved that Can Xue had already betrayed him.
Can Xue looked at Yu Zhen, "I am the Blood Demon Fiend's shadow. How could I possibly betray the Blood Demon Fiend? The reason I wanted to deal with him in the mortal realm earlier was to leave a scent, so that the King of the West Sea and his group could find him quickly."
The Blood Demon Fiend walked up from behind and happened to hear this. He nodded, "That's right, what you said makes sense. Since we're going to get rid of him, let's make the most of this little dragon's value and make Qi Yu and the others heartbroken."
Can Xue's heart was pounding, but she remained outwardly calm and nodded in agreement.
The Blood Demon Fiend looked at Yu Zhen, "Go and carry this little dragon to the mortal realm, and with those scales, just toss him onto a mountain peak in the mortal realm. Whether this little dragon lives or not will be up to fate."
Without reason or logic, the Blood Demon Fiend felt an unexpected sense of exhilaration as he did these cruel things.
Yu Zhen's eyes trembled. She never expected the Blood Demon Fiend to ask her to do it.
Seeing Chu Xian, who was covered in the smell of blood, she couldn't spare a hand.
Can Xue was also worried that this woman would throw the already dying Chu Xian onto an ice mountain, snow mountain, or a place full of sharp rocks, so she volunteered again, "She looks afraid. Let me do it. I will do this perfectly."
The Blood Demon Fiend didn't care about this matter. He nodded casually upon hearing this, and then turned to leave.
Yu Zhen looked at Can Xue, "Why are you betraying the Blood Demon Fiend?"
"Aren't you also not entirely loyal?" Can Xue glanced at her coldly, "Why are you judging me?"
Yu Zhen was choked, and had no retort.
Can Xue turned and stood above the clouds, finally choosing the foot of a mountain with many plains, and slowly threw Chu Xian and the dragon scales down.
To prevent him from actually falling to his death, Can Xue placed clouds below as a buffer, hoping to reduce the impact of the fall.
Even so, Chu Xian spat out a breath of blood as he hit the ground, and then lost consciousness.
Dragon race is the most nourishing, especially for demon cultivators and demonic cultivators.
The place where Can Xue threw Chu Xian was close to the demon realm.
Therefore, not long after Can Xue threw him, Feng Mingxi in the demon realm received news from his subordinates that a little dragon, whose scales had been stripped, had been found not far from the border.
Feng Mingxi's heart skipped a beat at the word "dragon race." He stood up abruptly and ran out.
He left the demon realm barrier and arrived at the plain outside. Only then did he notice that the dying little dragon before him was not Qi Yu or Si Qing.
Feng Mingxi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he was overthinking. Even if they were injured, they wouldn't be this severely. But who was this dragon cub?
"Demon Lord, how should we deal with him?" a subordinate respectfully bowed, "This dragon race is very nourishing. This dragon cub looks like he's about to die."
Feng Mingxi did not answer. Instead, he squatted down and examined Chu Xian's injuries with a frown.
Indeed, it was too serious.
The dragon scales on his body were not scraped off due to fighting, but were torn off alive.
It felt like pulling someone's hair, along with their scalp, from their head.
The pain was unimaginable.
Besides that, his spine was completely broken, his limbs were immobile, and he couldn't even lift his head.
Feng Mingxi pried open Chu Xian's mouth and cleared the blood and filth blocking his breathing. He then pinched his sleeve with some difficulty, "Someone, quickly go to the Nine Heavens and inform the Heavenly Emperor of the situation here."
The subordinate took the order and quickly turned to leave.
Feng Mingxi looked at Chu Xian and sighed deeply, unsure of what to do.
The dragon cub's injuries were too severe. If he were to bring him back to the demon realm rashly, he might not be able to guarantee the dragon cub's safety.
After all, the dragon race was a great tonic for demonic cultivators, and eating them would greatly increase their magical power.
He had pure blood and high magical power, and self-control.
But those low-level demons did not.
If he wasn't paying attention for a moment, this dragon cub would become food for those low-level demons.
Furthermore, even if he could watch over him without leaving his side until Qi Yu and the others arrived, he couldn't move him easily right now.
As Feng Mingxi thought, he stood up and was about to set up a barrier to protect the dragon cub when he suddenly saw shining dragon scales not far away.
It was the reverse scale that protected the heart.
Feng Mingxi's heart trembled. He quickly turned and ordered, "Call more people to search the surroundings. You should be able to find dragon scales. Hand over all the dragon scales you find to me. Quickly."
Thus, in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a large group of demons emerged from the barrier and began searching the ground for dragon scales.
Feng Mingxi picked up the reverse scale that protected the heart and carefully tried to place it on Chu Xian.
But he was not a dragon, and didn't know how to do this. He tried several times without success.
At this moment, auspicious clouds appeared in the sky.
Yue Zhiyin arrived first from the Nine Heavens.
He was only halfway through his official duties when he heard the news and dropped everything.
As soon as Feng Mingxi saw Yue Zhiyin, he seemed to have found a savior. He quickly pulled him over, "Senior Brother, look, whose dragon cub is this? He's on the verge of death. Can you think of a way?"
Yue Zhiyin's heart skipped a beat. He quickly reached out and felt Chu Xian's breath. It was indeed very weak.
Feng Mingxi handed him the reverse scale he had just found.
Yue Zhiyin took it, but his expression was not very good, "This dragon cub should be the son of the King of the West Sea, named Chu Xian. Even if all the dragon scales are found now, it will be of no avail. Look, these dragon scales were torn off, along with flesh and blood, and his spine is broken. He was broken alive. To restore him to his original state… there is no way…"
Yue Zhiyin sighed with some heartache.
Feng Mingxi's expression was shocked, "There is no way, what does that mean? Are there no immortal arts or miraculous elixirs that can heal him?"
"...Let me think," Yue Zhiyin looked at the small dragon scale in his palm, and as he spoke, he held it in his hand, then transformed into a dragon form and flew to the sky above the four seas, letting out a dragon roar, ordering all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals in the seabed to search for the King and Queen of the West Sea and the Four Ancestral Dragons with all their might, and to come quickly.
Sea Trench Abyss.
Qi Yu and Si Qing searched for Chu Xian for a long time without finding him. Just as they were about to continue searching, they learned from an underwater seaweed spirit that Yue Zhiyin was looking for them.
Qi Yu, Si Qing, the Four Ancestral Dragons, and the King and Queen of the West Sea had to leave the deep sea trench and return to the surface.
They were originally wondering what could have made Yue Zhiyin so anxious. They did not expect to see Chu Xian, covered in blood and gore, as soon as they returned to the shore.
The moment the King and Queen of the West Sea saw their son lying there, a string in their minds snapped.
Feng Mingxi handed all the collected dragon scales to the King of the West Sea, and said with regret, "He was already like this when we found him. We tried many methods, but the dragon scales could not be reattached, and Senior Brother could not think of any good solution."
He then looked at Yu Yuan, Yan Hua, Jin Yan, and Chen Xi, who were standing behind him, and bowed to them, "I wonder if the Four Ancestral Dragons have any way to save this little dragon cub."
The King of the West Sea's hands trembled.
The Queen of the West Sea held Chu Xian in her arms.
Perhaps sensing a familiar presence, Chu Xian opened his eyes and looked at the King of the West Sea, his voice weak, "Someone bad wanted me to offer my body, but I refused. Father, was I very strong…"
The King of the West Sea's mind was in a daze. He held his son's hand, unable to speak, and could only shed tears and nod,
"Strong, my son is naturally the strongest."
"I hurt so much," Chu Xian's eyes gradually dimmed, "If Father and Mother have another son, he definitely won't be as stupid as me."
As he spoke, he tried to rub his mother's palm.
But he couldn't move his body and could only open his eyes.
The Queen of the West Sea held him, on the verge of collapse.
The King of the West Sea used all his magical power to sustain him, wishing he could peel off his own skin to give to Chu Xian.
"Chu Xian's injuries are too severe," Chen Xi squatted down and gently felt Chu Xian's pulse at his neck, "But it's not completely hopeless."
"There is indeed a way," Qi Yu squatted beside Chen Xi, "Is it the Heavenly Treasure, the Mirror of Returning Light, as Lord Chen Xi said?"
Chen Xi nodded, "The Mirror of Returning Light can restore all living beings in the three realms to their original appearance. As long as they are not dead, they can be saved. But the Mirror of Returning Light is too difficult to find. Tens of thousands of years ago, I encountered it in the snow mountains. Now, it is nowhere to be found."
Yan Hua thought for a moment, "Although I haven't seen the Mirror of Returning Light, sacred objects like this that can save lives either live in extremely hot places or extremely cold places."
"Since it's a mirror, I should be able to find it," Qi Yu stepped forward, "But the key problem is that the Mirror of Returning Light cannot be used casually. While it saves lives, the supplicant will also pay an equal price."
Chen Xi pursed his lips, "Yes, meaning, someone must be willing to bear the pain that Chu Xian is enduring on his behalf."
"I can," the King of the West Sea pointed to himself, "I have the Dragon Pearl. Even if the pain is equal, I can recover. But Chu Xian is too young, he doesn't have a Dragon Pearl, and he will die if it's delayed."
The Queen of the West Sea held Chu Xian, "I can too. Whatever it takes, just save him."
Qi Yu looked at Chen Xi.
Chen Xi nodded.
Qi Yu pulled Si Qing and flew to the center of the four seas, sitting cross-legged. The mirror behind them gradually merged, forming a huge mirror surface.
At the same time, spiritual energy echoes began to appear from all directions.
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