Time spent in Lingxian Academy was like a gurgling stream, flowing slowly, but inadvertently creating ripples. The afterglow of the outer sect competition had not yet dissipated, and the academy was still filled with an atmosphere of striving and expectation. However, for Duan Litang, under the calm appearance, the secret of the blood contract was like a heavy shackle, always weighing on his heart and lingering.
That night, the moon was high in the sky, casting a cool light like a silver plate, shrouding every corner of the academy in a quiet moonlight. Ling Xian'er stood alone in the courtyard of the Ice Palace, looking up at the bright moon. The moonlight fell on her frosty hair, outlining a cold and lonely outline. She was wearing an ice-blue dress, the hem of which swayed gently in the breeze, like a flowing glacier, exuding a bone-chilling chill. The ice sword on her waist flashed a cold light in the moonlight, as if telling of the extraordinaryness of its owner.
After a long time, Ling Xian'er sighed slightly. The sigh was particularly clear in the silent night, as if she was carrying endless worries. She slowly turned around, walked into the room, and stopped in front of an exquisite wooden box. The wooden box was carved with complex ice patterns, and each pattern contained the mysterious power of the Ice Palace. Ling Xian'er gently opened the wooden box, and a brocade bag embroidered with frost flowers lay quietly in the box. The frost flowers were embroidered delicately, and under the moonlight, they seemed to emit a hint of coldness.
Ling Xian'er stretched out her jade-white hand, gently picked up the brocade bag, and gently stroked the frost on it with her fingers. A complicated look flashed in her eyes. She thought of every bit of her time with Duan Litang, and the slight frown on his face every time he used his blood power. She felt an inexplicable pain in her heart. "He must feel pain in his heart every time he uses his blood power." Ling Xian'er whispered softly, her voice was soft, but it echoed for a long time in the silent room.
After hesitating for a moment, Ling Xian'er still carefully put the brocade bag into her arms, and then put on the cloak embroidered with the pattern of winter plums. The winter plums on the cloak were as beautiful as real flowers under the moonlight, but they also exuded the unique cold breath of the Ice Palace. She took a deep breath, as if to give herself courage, and then stepped out of the room and walked towards Duan Litang's residence. Along the way, her heart beat like a drum, her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes, and the scene of meeting Duan Litang kept appearing in her mind. Sometimes she was worried that her actions were too abrupt, and sometimes she firmly told herself to take this step bravely.
At this time, Duan Litang was sitting in front of the window, lost in thought facing the moonlight. On his chest, the blood-colored pendant emitted a faint light, blending with the moonlight. Since the trip to Qingyan Mountain, the power of the blood contract seemed to become more and more difficult to control. Every time he used it, he would feel a sharp pain in his heart, as if an invisible hand was tearing his soul apart. He tried to find the answer from various ancient books, but he always found nothing, which made him feel extremely confused and anxious.
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the window, interrupting Duan Litang's thoughts. He raised his head alertly, and his eyes fell on the familiar ice-blue figure through the window. Ling Xian'er approached slowly, and the moonlight stretched her shadow very long, as if it extended into Duan Litang's heart.
"Ling Xian'er?" Duan Litang asked softly, with a hint of doubt in his voice. He stood up, walked to the door, opened it, and Ling Xian'er's cold face came into view.
Ling Xian'er raised her head slightly. Under the moonlight, her eyes were like a deep cold pond, with rippling waves. She looked at Duan Litang and was silent for a moment. Then she took out the brocade bag embroidered with frost flowers from her bosom, handed it to Duan Litang, and said softly: "It contains the Demon Realm painkiller. You must feel pain in your heart every time you use your blood power." Her voice was cold, but with a hint of tenderness that was not easily noticed.
Duan Litang was slightly stunned, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He didn't expect Ling Xian'er to notice the difference after he used his blood power, and he didn't expect that she would specially send him painkillers. He took the brocade bag and touched Ling Xian'er's fingertips. At that moment, a cold touch came from his fingertips, which made his heart tremble slightly.
"Thank you." Duan Litang said softly, with a touch of emotion in his voice. He looked at the brocade bag in his hand. The embroidered frost flowers looked particularly beautiful under the moonlight, as if carrying Ling Xian'er's warmth.
Ling Xian'er nodded slightly without saying anything. She turned around and prepared to leave. Her cloak swayed gently with her movements, sweeping across the back of Duan Litang's hand. At that moment, Duan Litang smelled a familiar scent of winter plums, which was the unique scent of the Ice Palace. In this cold night, it seemed particularly refreshing.
Duan Litang subconsciously looked at Ling Xian'er's departing back. Under the moonlight, her figure looked even lonelier. Suddenly, he remembered something and his eyes fell on the brocade bag in his hand. He gently opened the brocade bag and found that the inner layer was embroidered with the very small word "peace". The handwriting was beautiful and it was obviously embroidered by Ling Xian'er herself. Duan Litang's heart was filled with warmth and he held the brocade bag tightly, as if holding a precious friendship.
"Ling Xian'er." Duan Litang called softly. Ling Xian'er paused slightly in the moonlight, but she didn't turn back. She just quickened her pace and disappeared into the night. Ling Xian'er returned to the room and leaned against the door, her cheeks flushed and her heartbeat was still rapid. She recalled the brief contact with Duan Litang just now, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose, her eyes full of shyness and sweetness.
Duan Litang returned to his room and sat on the bed, holding the sachet tightly in his hand. Ling Xian'er's cold face and lonely back kept appearing in his mind, and his heart was full of doubts and emotions. He didn't understand why Ling Xian'er cared about him so much, and this kind of care seemed to go beyond the friendship between ordinary friends. But he knew that from this moment on, Ling Xian'er's position in his heart became more special.
In the following days, the relationship between Duan Litang and Ling Xian'er seemed to have some subtle changes. Whenever their eyes met, there would be a hint of shyness and nervousness. Ling Xian'er still looked cold, but when facing Duan Litang, there would always be a hint of tenderness in her eyes. And Duan Litang would also inadvertently pay more attention to Ling Xian'er's every move.
One day, Duan Litang and Ling Xian'er met by chance in the back mountain of the academy. The scenery of the back mountain was pleasant, with green trees, birds singing happily on the branches, and colorful flowers blooming, emitting waves of charming fragrance, which formed a sharp contrast with the bustle in the academy. Ling Xian'er was wearing a light blue dress, holding an ice sword, and practicing swordsmanship. Her figure was light and her sword moves were sharp. Every time she swung the ice sword, she could make the surrounding air tremble, as if the whole world was included in her sword. The sunlight shone on her through the gaps in the leaves, outlining a circle of golden halo for her, like a fairy descending to the earth.
Duan Litang looked at Ling Xian'er from a distance, his eyes full of admiration. He did not make a sound to interrupt her, but just stood quietly by the side, watching Ling Xian'er dancing in the sword shadow. After a long time, Ling Xian'er put away her sword and stood up, turning around to see Duan Litang. She was slightly stunned, and then a faint blush appeared on her face.
"You. why are you here?" Ling Xian'er asked softly, with a hint of panic in her voice.
Duan Litang smiled and walked forward, saying, "I was practicing in the back mountain, and I happened to see you practicing swordsmanship, so I couldn't help but watch you for a while longer. Your swordsmanship is becoming more and more sophisticated."
Ling Xian'er lowered her head slightly and said softly: "Thank you." A feeling of joy surged in her heart. Duan Litang's praise made her feel extremely happy.
The two walked side by side on the mountain path, the sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves onto them, creating patches of mottled light and shadow. Along the way, they chatted about everything from their cultivation experiences to the trivialities of life, and before they knew it, they had become much closer to each other.
"Ling Xian'er, why are you so obsessed with practicing swordsmanship?" Duan Litang suddenly asked, looking at Ling Xian'er.
Ling Xian'er was slightly stunned. She raised her head and looked into the distance, with a hint of determination in her eyes: "Because I want to protect everything I cherish. The Ice Palace, my family, and." Her voice gradually lowered and her cheeks flushed slightly.
Duan Litang looked at Ling Xian'er, and something moved his heart. He seemed to understand what Ling Xian'er was thinking, and he said softly: "I believe you can do it. No matter what difficulties you encounter, I will be by your side."
Ling Xian'er turned her head and looked at Duan Litang, tears flashing in her eyes. She nodded slightly and said softly: "Thank you, Litang."
At this time, a gust of wind blew, bringing a melodious sound of piano. The two walked in the direction of the sound of the piano and found that it was Su Xueli and Tang Xiaotang at a quiet stream. Willows were hanging by the stream, and the stream was gurgling. In the clear stream, fish were swimming happily. Su Xueli was wearing a white dress, like a fairy. She sat on a stone by the stream, and her fingers gently plucked the strings of the piano. The sound of the piano was melodious, as if telling a beautiful story. Tang Xiaotang sat aside, listening quietly, with a happy smile on her face.
"Xue Li, Xiao Tang." Duan Litang greeted with a smile.
Su Xueli and Tang Xiaotang turned around and saw Duan Litang and Ling Xianer, with surprised smiles on their faces.
"Litang, Ling Xianer, why are you here too?" Tang Xiaotang jumped over and asked excitedly.
"We met by chance in the back mountain, heard the sound of the piano, and came over to take a look." Duan Litang explained with a smile.
Su Xueli stood up and said with a smile: "Since you are here, let's sit together for a while. It's rare to have such leisure time, let's get together."
So, the four of them sat by the stream, enjoying Su Xueli's piano music and sharing each other's happiness and troubles. The sun shone on them, reflecting their young and energetic faces. At this moment, all the troubles were left behind, and they seemed to have returned to that carefree time.
However, the peaceful days did not last long. One day, Duan Litang was practicing, and suddenly felt a strong vibration from the blood-colored pendant on his chest. He quickly opened his eyes, and saw the blood light on the pendant flashing, as if foreshadowing something. At the same time, a rapid bell rang in the school, and the bell echoed throughout the school, breaking the tranquility of the past.
Duan Litang had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he quickly stood up and walked towards the direction where the bell rang. Many disciples had gathered in the martial arts field of the academy. Duan Litang saw that several elders were standing on the high platform with solemn faces.
"Dear disciples, I just received news that the situation between the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm is becoming increasingly tense, and a war seems to be imminent." An elder said solemnly, his voice echoing in the martial arts field.
Upon hearing the news, the disciples began to discuss the matter, with worried looks on their faces. Duan Litang's heart also sank, as he knew that once this war broke out, it would affect the entire Ten Thousand Worlds, and their peaceful lives would be completely disrupted.
"The academy has decided to send a group of disciples to the border between the Demon Realm and the Immortal Realm to assist in garrisoning. This is an arduous task and also a test. I hope that all disciples will sign up enthusiastically and contribute their own strength to the peace of all realms." The elder continued.
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Duan Litang did not hesitate at all, he stepped forward and signed up for this mission. He knew that he was responsible for the secret of the blood covenant, and perhaps in this war, he could find clues to solve the mystery of the blood covenant. Moreover, he also wanted to protect everything he cherished and the land where he lived.
Ling Xian'er's heart tightened when she saw Duan Litang sign up. She knew that this war was full of dangers, and Duan Litang's life or death was uncertain. But she also understood that she could not stop Duan Litang's decision. So, she also stepped forward and signed up for this mission. She decided that no matter where Duan Litang went, she would stay by his side and face the unknown dangers with him. When she signed up, her hands trembled slightly, and her heart was full of worries about the future, but when she thought about fighting side by side with Duan Litang, she felt a firm courage.
Su Xueli and Tang Xiaotang saw Duan Litang and Ling Xianer sign up, so they signed up without hesitation. The four of them had already formed a deep friendship through adventures. They knew that only by being together could they exert their greatest strength and overcome all difficulties.
After the registration was over, the four of them gathered together. Their faces were no longer relaxed and happy as before, but were replaced by determination and resoluteness.
"This mission is full of dangers. Everyone must be careful." Duan Litang looked at his three companions and said seriously.
"Don't worry, Litang. If the four of us work together, we will definitely return safely." Su Xueli said with a smile, her eyes full of confidence.
Ling Xian'er nodded gently and said, "No matter what happens, I will protect you all."
Tang Xiaotang also clenched his fists and said, "Yes, let's defeat all enemies together!"
The four smiled at each other, their eyes full of trust and support for each other. They knew that what awaited them ahead would be a tough battle. But they were not afraid, because they had firm beliefs and each other's company. They believed that as long as they worked together, they would be able to overcome all difficulties, protect everything they cherished, unlock the secret of the blood pact, and save the world in crisis. And their legendary story will continue to be written in this war, blooming with even more brilliant brilliance.
While waiting to set off, Ling Xian'er went back to the Ice Palace and fetched several ice magic weapons that were treasured by her family. Among them was a pair of ice bracelets that could form an indestructible ice shield around the user as long as spiritual power was injected; there was also an ice spirit wand that could release extremely lethal ice magic spells. After returning to the academy, she couldn't wait to find Duan Litang and wanted to teach him how to use these magic weapons.
"Litang, take this ice bracelet. When you are in danger, just inject spiritual power into it and it will protect you." Ling Xian'er said, picking up a bracelet, gently pulling Duan Litang's hand, and putting the bracelet on his wrist. Her fingers gently touched Duan Litang's skin. At that moment, both of them felt a burst of electricity. Ling Xian'er's cheeks turned red in an instant. She hurriedly let go of her hand and her eyes dodged. Duan Litang looked at the bracelet on his wrist, and his heart was full of emotion. He felt Ling Xian'er's meticulous care.
"This Ice Soul Wand is extremely powerful, but you need to carefully control the output of spiritual power when using it. Come, I'll show you." Ling Xian'er picked up the wand and began to show Duan Litang how to cast a spell. Her figure was light and her movements were graceful, and the wand seemed to have life in her hands. After the demonstration, she handed the wand to Duan Litang and asked him to try. Duan Litang took the wand and carefully injected spiritual power into it according to Ling Xian'er's instructions. An ice-blue light instantly shot out from the top of the wand and hit a huge rock in the distance. The rock was instantly frozen and then shattered.
"Success!" Ling Xian'er clapped her hands excitedly, her eyes sparkling with joy. She ran to Duan Litang, looked at him, and said, "Litang, you are amazing. You mastered it so quickly." Duan Litang looked at Ling Xian'er, smiled, and said, "It's because you taught me well." The two smiled at each other, and at that moment, the distance between them seemed to have shortened a lot.
In addition to searching for strategies to deal with war and clues to the secrets of the blood pact, Duan Litang also paid special attention to ancient books related to ice cultivation in the library. He thought that he might be able to find a way to improve Ling Xian'er's strength and make her safer on the battlefield. Hard work pays off, and he finally found a secret book about the advanced ice skills. The secret book records a cultivation method called "Ice Heart Jue". If it can be practiced successfully, it can greatly increase the power of ice spells and enhance one's own defense capabilities.
Duan Litang was overjoyed. He couldn't wait to find Ling Xian'er and hand her the secret book. "Ling Xian'er, I found this secret book in the library. It may be helpful for your ice practice." He said seriously. Ling Xian'er took the secret book with surprise in her eyes. She gently opened the secret book and read the words on it. A warm current surged in her heart. "Litang, thank you, you are always so thoughtful." She raised her head and looked at Duan Litang, her eyes full of gratitude and love.
Finally, the day of departure came. The four of them followed the large group and set out on a journey to the border between the Demon Realm and the Fairy Realm. Along the way, they crossed mountains and waded through turbulent rivers. When they were crossing a mysterious forest, they were suddenly attacked by a group of monsters. The monsters were huge, with exposed fangs and fierce light in their eyes. They rushed towards everyone with their teeth and claws.
Duan Litang saw this and quickly used the power of the blood covenant. He condensed a blood-colored long sword in his hand and rushed towards the group of monsters. Ling Xian'er followed closely behind him. She waved the ice sword and released ice spells to repel the monsters approaching Duan Litang. The two cooperated tacitly, one was the main attacker and the other was the auxiliary. For a while, they actually kept the group of monsters out.
However, the situation became more and more critical as the number of monsters increased. A huge monster seized the opportunity and attacked Duan Litang from behind. Ling Xian'er was quick-witted and threw out the ice sword in her hand in an instant. The ice sword turned into a cold light and pierced the monster directly, saving Duan Litang. Duan Litang looked back and was moved to see Ling Xian'er disregarding danger to save him. He used the Blood Covenant Storm to repel all the monsters around him, then ran to Ling Xian'er and asked with concern: "Ling Xian'er, are you okay?" Ling Xian'er smiled and shook her head, saying: "I'm fine, how about you? Are you injured?" The two cared about each other, their eyes full of worry for each other.
After a hard fight, everyone finally repelled the monsters. But they were all exhausted and had some injuries. Ling Xian'er took out a small bottle from her bosom, which contained a healing pill specially made by the Ice Palace. She walked to Duan Litang and whispered, "Litang, clean the wound and take a pill." As she spoke, she carefully cleaned Duan Litang's wound, her movements were gentle, for fear of hurting him. Duan Litang looked at Ling Xian'er's focused expression, and his heart was full of warmth. He knew that in this difficult journey, with Ling Xian'er by his side, he was not afraid of any difficulties.
The night before departure, the moon was still hanging high. Duan Litang came to the roof of the academy alone, looking at the bright moon. The scenes of his past with Ling Xian'er kept flashing in his mind like a revolving lantern. He thought of the first time they met, she was like a fairy in the ice and snow, cold and unattainable, but now, she has already walked into the depths of his heart. While he was lost in thought, he heard the familiar light footsteps behind him. Duan Litang didn't need to look back to know that it was Ling Xian'er.
Ling Xian'er, wearing a soft white dress, walked slowly to Duan Litang like an elf in the moonlight. She raised her head slightly, followed Duan Litang's gaze to the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and said softly: "Litang, we will go to the border tomorrow. It is hard to predict whether we will live or die. You. must be careful." Her voice was soft, but it was filled with a trace of worry that was difficult to conceal, which came from her deep concern for Duan Litang.
Duan Litang turned his head and looked at Ling Xian'er's face, which was illuminated by the moonlight and became more beautiful. He reached out and gently held Ling Xian'er's hand, and said firmly: "Ling Xian'er, don't worry. With you by my side, I will definitely return safely. And I will definitely protect you." His eyes were full of determination and commitment, as if he wanted to use this look to give Ling Xian'er endless strength.
Ling Xian'er felt the warmth from Duan Litang's palm, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she nodded gently. The two of them stood side by side quietly, the moonlight shining on them, outlining a beautiful picture, time seemed to stand still at this moment, leaving only the tranquility and peace of mind of being with each other.
As the first ray of sunlight in the morning pierced through the clouds and sprinkled on the land, everyone set out on their journey again. They crossed a vast desert. The scorching sun ruthlessly burned the earth. The yellow sand under their feet was scorching. Every step they took seemed like stepping on charcoal fire, which was extremely difficult. Duan Litang kept an eye on Ling Xian'er's condition. Seeing that her steps were a little weak and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, he felt distressed. He took out the water bag from his bag without hesitation, handed it to Ling Xian'er, and said with concern: "Ling Xian'er, drink some water, don't get heatstroke." Ling Xian'er took the water bag, looked at Duan Litang's concerned eyes, and a warm current surged in her heart. She thanked him softly and drank the water in small sips.
At this moment, a sandstorm suddenly blew up in the distance, and the yellow sand swept in like a surging tide, instantly covering everyone. Everyone was in a panic. It was difficult to see in the wind and sand, and it was even more difficult to keep the direction of moving forward. Duan Litang was anxious. He knew that in this sandstorm, if he was not careful, he would lose his way and fall into a desperate situation. He quickly activated the power of the blood contract, forming a blood-colored shield around him, and then grabbed Ling Xian'er and protected her behind him, shouting: "Ling Xian'er, follow me!" Ling Xian'er held Duan Litang's hand tightly. Although she was a little scared, she looked at the reliable figure in front of her like a towering mountain, and she settled down inexplicably. Under the leadership of Duan Litang, the two groped forward in the sandstorm with difficulty. After an unknown period of time, they finally walked out of the range of the sandstorm and escaped from danger. Ling Xian'er looked at Duan Litang, whose face was covered with dust but still firm, and her heart was moved and loved more and more.
After many days of hard work, the group arrived at a mysterious valley. A layer of light mist permeated the valley, and the surrounding rocks were jagged and the silence was eerie. Duan Litang and Ling Xian'er walked in the middle of the team, vigilantly observing everything around them. Suddenly, Ling Xian'er seemed to have noticed something, and she grabbed Duan Litang's arm and whispered, "Litang, I feel like there seems to be a mysterious force surging in this valley, we have to be careful." Duan Litang nodded, tightened his weapon, and signaled the team to slow down.
At this moment, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the ground in front of them, and a huge ground beast covered with spikes came out from the ground. The ground beast let out a deafening roar, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced on everyone. Duan Litang reacted quickly, and he swung his blood-red sword and slashed at the ground beast. However, the ground beast's skin was as hard as iron, and Duan Litang's attack only left a shallow mark on it.
Seeing this, Ling Xian'er immediately cast an ice spell, and an ice-blue light instantly enveloped the ground beast, temporarily restricting its movements. Duan Litang seized this opportunity and cast a blood covenant storm. The powerful blood covenant force hit the ground beast like a surging wave. With the close cooperation of the two, the ground beast gradually developed multiple wounds and blood gushed out. In the end, the ground beast was overwhelmed and fell to the ground.
After this battle, everyone was a little exhausted. Duan Litang and Ling Xian'er found a relatively safe place to sit down and rest. Ling Xian'er took out a handkerchief from her bosom and gently wiped the sweat and blood on Duan Litang's face, her movements were gentle and delicate. Duan Litang looked at Ling Xian'er's focused look, his heart full of sweetness and happiness. He held Ling Xian'er's hand and said affectionately: "Ling Xian'er, thanks to you by my side, we can get out of danger again and again." Ling Xian'er raised her head and looked at Duan Litang, tears flashing in her eyes, and whispered: "Litang, you are also my support. As long as we are together, no difficulties can defeat us." The two smiled at each other, and each other's eyes were full of expectations for the future and firm beliefs.
After a short rest, the group continued to move forward. Deep in the valley, they found an ancient ruin. The door of the ruin was closed, and the door was engraved with mysterious runes, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Duan Litang and Ling Xian'er looked at each other, and a hint of curiosity and excitement flashed in their eyes. They walked forward cautiously and carefully observed the runes on the door. Duan Litang tried to inject spiritual power into the runes, but unexpectedly, the runes suddenly lit up and the door slowly opened.
Everyone walked into the ruins, which were dark and gloomy, filled with an old atmosphere. Some gemstones emitting faint light were inlaid on the walls, barely illuminating the way forward. In the center of the ruins, there was a huge stone platform, on which was placed an ancient book emitting faint light. Duan Litang and Ling Xian'er walked forward and were about to pick up the ancient book, when suddenly, a low roar sounded in the ruins, and a huge guardian beast rushed out from the darkness. The guardian beast was huge, more than two people tall, and exuded a powerful aura.
Duan Litang and Ling Xian'er quickly took up their fighting stances, ready to fight the guardian beast. The guardian beast took the lead in attacking, waving its huge claws and grabbing at Duan Litang. Duan Litang flexibly dodged the guardian beast's attacks, while exerting the power of the blood covenant and engaging in a fierce battle with the guardian beast. Ling Xian'er cast ice spells on the side to provide support for Duan Litang. During the battle, Duan Litang and Ling Xian'er cooperated well, and they could understand each other's intentions through their eye contact. After a hard fight, they finally succeeded in defeating the guardian beast.
Duan Litang picked up the ancient book on the stone table and found that it recorded some methods of practicing ancient ice magic and some obscure clues about the power of blood covenant. He excitedly handed the ancient book to Ling Xian'er and said, "Ling Xian'er, look, this ancient book may help us improve our strength, and it may also be related to the secret of blood covenant." Ling Xian'er took the ancient book with surprise in her eyes. She looked at Duan Litang and said excitedly, "Litang, let's study together, maybe we can find the key to solve the mystery of blood covenant." The two smiled at each other, their hearts full of expectations for the future. They knew that in this unknown journey, they would continue to move forward hand in hand and face all challenges together, and the feelings between them would become deeper and indestructible through these experiences.
