Chapter 965 – Borrowing a Knife

　　”Then what are we going to do now?” Shen Qingzhu asked, “The ‘Circle of Man’ has been destroyed, so can’t we just go back to Grand Xia?”

　　Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, gazed down at the futon in his hands and shook his head

　　”There is one last thing ……”

　　”Hm? Why is there a person down there?”

　　Baili Chubby’s gaze fell below the clouds, only to see that between the wreckage of the metropolis, a figure was holding a white-haired teenager, surrounded by a light golden halo as he flew towards where they were.

　　Lin Qiye looked down at the figure and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

　　”Gu Yuan Liang Shu?”

　　Without hesitation, he maneuvered his somersault cloud to descend and flew in front of Gu Yuan Liang Shu.

　　”It’s you?”

　　When Gu Yuan Liang Shu saw Lin Qiye, he was first stunned, then his expression was a bit odd.

　　He still clearly remembered that Lin Qiye had snatched his [Divine Concealment] after taking the [Chopping White] from him earlier, and although he later asked Amamiya Haruhide to return it, he still received a solid beating that time.

　　Lin Qiye smiled somewhat apologetically, his gaze fell on the pale Yuzuru Takeru White in his arms and his brows furrowed.

　　”What happened to him?”

　　”He killed the Corpse God with the Banezu Sword, his health doesn’t seem to be in good shape.” Furuhara Yoshiki temporarily put his personal grudges behind him and replied seriously, “Yuzuri-nai asked me to bring him to someone called An Qingyu.”

　　Lin Qiye turned his head to look at An Qingyu, who pushed up his glasses, a grayish intent surfacing in his eyes, and nodded slightly after parsing Yuzuru Takeru’s physical condition.

　　”The situation has deteriorated a bit, although it’s not serious, it still needs to be treated as soon as possible, it can’t be delayed any further.”

　　An Qingyu looked around, pointed to an empty house across the road that has been abandoned for more than a hundred years, and said, “Carry him inside, I’m going to start solving …… coughing, start the surgery.”

　　The crowd carried Yuzuri-Takubai to the house and began to clean up the table for An Qingyu, quickly vacating an empty space.

　　”Brother Seven Nights ……,” Yuzuri Takibai lay on the table, reached out and grabbed Lin Qiye’s hand, and weakly opened his mouth.

　　”What’s wrong?”

　　”You go find my sister …… she’s still waiting for you.”

　　”Yuzurina?” Lin Qiye was stunned, “Where is she?”

　　”She turned into a Banezu Blade Spirit and is over there.” Yuzuri Takubai pointed in the direction he came from.

　　Banezu Blade Spirit?

　　Hearing this word, Lin Qiye froze in place, “How did she turn into a blade soul? What happened?”

　　Yuzuri Takubai told him what happened, and Lin Qiye fell into silence.

　　”…… I see.”

　　Lin Qiye looked at An Qingyu who had donned a white coat and was walking towards here, took a deep breath and tenderly touched his head, “Don’t worry, brother Qingyu will cure you …… I’ll go find your sister.”

　　”Uh-huh.”

　　Lin Qiye walked to the door, then Baili Chubby came up.

　　”Seven Nights, where are you going?”

　　”To do one last thing.” Lin Qiye looked at the misty sky and said, “‘The Circle of Man’ is destroyed, but the High Heavenly Plains are still hidden, and the chess game laid out by the Elderly King’s Face is still short of the final step ……

　　This step, only I can take.”

　　Baili Chubby scratched his head and didn’t seem to understand too well, but still said, “We’ll accompany you.”

　　”No need, you guys stay here and accompany Qingyu.” Lin Qiye shook his head, “This matter is dangerous, I have a futon to protect myself, if I run into trouble, I can increase my somersault clouds and fly back.”

　　”…… Okay.”

　　Baili Chubby hesitated for a moment, but still nodded.

　　Lin Qiye looked back at the Yuzuri-Taki Bai on the table, turned around and walked out the door, his crimson cloak gradually fading into the mist.

　　Misty Japan.

　　A black and gold long knife, quietly inserted on top of the broken mountain, light golden halo emanated from the body of the knife, enveloping the surrounding hundreds of meters.

　　Mist rolled outside the halo, unable to enter it in the slightest, inside the halo, wearing a black kimono Amamiya Haruhide, is sitting quietly next to the long sword.

　　Yuzurina floated in the air, looking at the direction Yuzuri-Takibai left, her eyes full of worry.

　　”Do you think that Takeru Takeru has found Ching Yu’s brother?”

　　”Definitely found it.” Amamiya Haruhide spoke with certainty, “He can see a small map of this area, finding someone is not a difficult task for him.”

　　Yuzurina’s complexion relaxed a little, and turned her head to look at Amamiya Haruhide, whose temples were already graying and looked very tired.

　　”Brother Amamiya, the ‘Circle of Man’ has been destroyed, what are your plans next?” She asked softly.

　　Amamiya Haruhide sat on the side of the mountain, silent for a moment.

　　”Although the ‘Circle of Man’ has ceased to exist, the thoughts of those people have not completely changed with the demise of the old order, a new world has been created, but how to lead their thoughts to the right path, what kind of new order should be forged, it’s still a difficult problem ……”

　　Yuzurina thought carefully, “But, I feel that you, Amamiya brother, have already perfected your thoughts, wouldn’t it be good for you to guide them?”

　　”I’m just an ordinary person who grew up in the ‘human circle’, my thoughts are a bit ahead of their time, but it’s still hard to escape the shackles.” Amamiya Haruhide paused and continued.

　　”I want to see the outside kingdom with my own eyes, to see what kind of world of thought they have……. Perhaps, I can find an answer from it that suits us.”

　　”You want to go to Daxia?”

　　”Daxia, it’s a must, and if there’s a chance, I’d like to join up with the Upper Evil Society again, and visit other ‘human circles’.”

　　”But you’re no longer a Woeful Jin Sword Master, ah? It’s too dangerous to go out there alone.”

　　Amamiya Haruhide laughed and turned his head to look at a puddle beside him, the pattering rain fell on the surface of the water, sending up circles of ripples, and in the reflection, a white-clothed, white-haired figure was holding an umbrella, overlapping with Amamiya Haruhide’s silhouette.

　　”It just so happens that my old friend has nowhere else to go, and he’ll be accompanying me.”

　　Yuzurina blinked and was about to say something when her eyes suddenly froze and she turned her head to look in a certain direction.

　　The mist rolling outside the halo, suddenly stalled, at the same time, the scattered raindrops in the sky, also as if they were frozen, quietly suspended in mid-air, the flow of time in the surrounding at this moment, became slow and incomparable.

　　At the end of the hazy mist, two figures came from the broken city wreckage.

　　One was wearing a dark gray cloak, with white hair, a long sword hanging from his waist, and his eyes were deep and profound;

　　One wore a light blue cloak and carried a sword bag behind his back, exuding a faint pressure of a monarch with a stern and resolute gaze.

　　They passed through the lagging time, stepping onto the broken mountain, and slowly approached towards this black-golden blade on the mountain.

　　”It’s them?” Seeing these two, Amamiya Haruhide froze slightly.

　　Wu Xiangnan passed through the light golden halo at the edge of the blade, clasped his hands to his chest, and spoke politely to the two before him:

　　”Da Xia [Blue Rain] Squad Wu Xiangnan, borrowing a sword from the two of you.”