Nine Yang Sword Saint Chapter 283

Translator: Exodus Tales  Editor: Exodus Tales

Immediately after, Dongfang Bingling sat cross-legged on the crystal and closed her beautiful eyes slowly. She then entered the deepest hibernation and meditation.

 Yang Dingtian could clearly feel Dongfang Bingling's heart rate getting slower and slower until it was almost a complete stop. Her breaths were also getting slower and slower until they almost stopped too.

 Only mystic qi was flowing on her entire body.

 At this moment, Dongfang Bingling would never wake up unless Yang Dingtian woke her up. Furthermore, no matter what Yang Dingtian did to her now, she wouldn't stop him, and she would be powerless to resist. In fact, she wouldn't even know.

 But Yang Dingtian naturally wouldn't do such a thing.

 Furthermore, his heart was in a very complex and absurd state.

 Dongfang Bingling was his greatest enemy, and if she got stronger, it would only make his fight against her even more difficult, four years later.

 But Yang Dingtian actually saved her life consecutively. Furthermore, he had created this condition for her to become stronger.

 This was the same as supplying the enemy with weapons!

 When Dongfang Bingling was awake, Yang Dingtian could endure the temptation to look at her. Now that she was utterly unconscious, Yang Dingtian couldn't bring himself to look at her at all as it would make him appear to be shameless.

 Hence, his back was facing Dongfang Bingling as he started the mystic qi absorption.

 At this moment, the central lake's drastic transformation was nearing the end.

 The flames of the Yin Yang Mountain had been completely extinguished, and the ice had been completely melted. The mountain that had appeared out of nowhere had vanished into the central lake without a trace.

 From the moment the Yin Yang Mountain appeared to its disappearance was roughly one hour.

 The Yin Yang Mountain was probably the tallest in the Burial Land, and in theory, the half-human tribes in the vicinity should be able to see such a tall mountain. Furthermore, this mountain had such unique traits. Half of it was fire while the other half was ice. It would attract anyone's attention. But when Yang Dingtian asked around previously, almost no one knew about it except for Ba Bi.

 The reason was simple. When the Yin Yang Mountain was rising, it was covered in mist.

 The entire Yin Yang Mountain would be covered in mist. Unless one entered the mist, it was impossible to see it.

 As for the story between Ba Bi and Li Tianxiao.

 Why would Ba Bi be able to live over 200 years old? Why would the Mystic Flame's map be with Li Tianxiao? Why would Li Tianxiao leave Ba Bi and return to the dangerous Southwest Continent?

 All those questions would be a riddle.

 Right now, the entire central lake was defrosted, and the lake had regained its clarity.

 In short, everything went back to normal.

 Yang Dingtian took a deep sigh again.

 To obtain this Mystic Flame, he had invested a lot, racked his brains, risked his life to obtain the other half of the Mystic Flame's map from the Qin Clan's father and son. He then went through all the trouble to find the location of the Mystic Flame. There were plenty of twists and turns, like how he escaped from Qin Huaiyu and the others' evil clutches and had also rescued Dongfang Bingling.

 To obtain this Mystic Flame, Yang Dingtian had invested the most.

 But ultimately, the Mystic Flame was obtained by Dongfang Bingling while Yan Bieqing obtained the other Mirage Void Flame.

 Could it be that Yang Dingtian was destined not to obtain the Mystic Flame?

 If that were the case, what should he do for the martial contest of the city lord position that was happening in a few months? What about his soul sword?”

 During the martial contest, his greatest enemy would be Ximen Ju, who was a Martial Supreme.

 However, the heavens might not have completely forsaken him. The red crystal was filled with mystic qi, and he was able to cultivate for 24 hours in this place. Doing so would give him a cultivation speed that was several times faster than the outside. With the remaining time he had, he would probably break through by close to ten levels.

 Of course, even if he broke through by ten levels, he would only be a Martial Ancestor, and it was still far from enough.

 It seemed like he could only take one step at a time. He must not completely give up just because he couldn't obtain the Mystic Flame. If he gave up, it would mean all hopes were lost.

 In short, one must not despair, and one would be able to find a way through.

 Without a doubt, Yang Dingtian was unyielding and filled with determination.

 But the thing that was about to happen next would make his heart turn completely cold.

 Because…

 He realized that the mystic qi from the red crystal was gradually weakening. It would completely vanish in the end!

 If the crystal's s.p.a.ce ran out of oxygen, it could be replaced with special elixirs. But if there were no mystic qi, then wouldn't it be better to cultivate on the outside?

 If he had to cultivate on the outside, the speed would truly be the same as a tortoise speed. It meant that Yang Dingtian had no chances to win the martial contest that was happening in a few months.

 Yang Dingtian's heart was utterly cold, and he was enraged!

 He lifted his head and roared with rage, “Heavens, why are you treating me like this? It is fine even if I cannot obtain the Mystic Flame, why would you even seize my last hope?”

 Of course, the heavens weren't going to reply to Yang Dingtian.

 In fact, above him was a lake of water, and Yang Dingtian's voice could only echo in this small s.p.a.ce.

 The energy from the red crystal below him was getting weaker and weaker. It was the same as placing a boiling pot of water into the icy cold air that quickly sapped the heat.

 Finally, the red crystal had lost all the mystic qi energy.

 Yang Dingtian was truly in despair.

 He turned around and looked at the beautiful Dongfang Bingling.

 His heart surged with endless unwillingness and endless sorrow!

 If he had forsaken everything and given up on everything, he would have lunged on Dongfang Bingling and used the most violent method to ravage her. He would vent all his anger and rage onto her body.

 But Yang Dingtian had his pride, and he wouldn't touch her with even a single finger even if this woman were the world's most beautiful woman, even if this woman were his greatest enemy in the world.

 “I will comply with the heavens' decree, but I still will not give up.” Yang Dingtian said slowly.

 Subsequently, he stood up.

 All of a sudden, there was a weak radiance in front of his eyes!

 Immediately after, a splendidly red flame appeared out of nowhere.

 In the beginning, it was only one inch, then it gradually expanded and grew.

 Yang Dingtian was completely stunned! He stared at the flame while all his thoughts had frozen.

 He didn't know if he should be appalled or should he be in ecstasy. He had lost all of his ability to react.

 What exactly was this flame? Could it be a Mystic Flame?

 It shouldn't be the case. Dongfang Bingling had already consumed the Million Spirit Demon Flame. That was definitely a Mystic Flame.

 Furthermore, the Yin Yang Mountain had already vanished, and the next appearance of the Mystic Flame would be in 200 hundred years.

 But, what exactly was this flame?

 Just as Yang Dingtian was in bewilderment, the flame was gradually growing.

 One inch.

 Two inches.

 Three inches.

 Four inches.

 Finally, when it was nine inches, it had stopped growing.

 Furthermore, it was different from the Mystic Flame that Yang Dingtian witnessed previously.