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Jiang Yanxi's expression grew even colder. Ran Luo thought something was wrong and was just about to pull her back, but it was already too late. Three flying darts shot out from Jiang Yanxi's sleeves, directly targeting Bei Gong Qiyi's three major acupoints on her upper, middle, and lower body.

Bei Gong Qiyi frowned deeply, shifted his body sideways, blocked with one hand in front, and caught two of the three darts in his hands, the third one unknown to where it went. Bei Gong Qiyi narrowed his eyes and glanced at Jiang Yanxi, the corner of his lips curving up. The two darts in his hand flew straight towards Jiang Yanxi's forehead.

Jiang Yanxi leaned back to dodge the incoming darts. Her body twisted, and she moved like a sharp blade, stabbing straight towards Bei Gong Qiyi. Bei Gong Qiyi retreated with one foot, secretly gathering internal energy in his palm. Jiang Yanxi's moves were quick, sharp, and simple. When their palms met, Bei Gong Qiyi's eyes narrowed slightly.

This was his true engagement with Jiang Yanxi. He had always known her darts were very accurate, almost never missing. He also knew her internal energy was deep and abundant. But now that they clashed, Bei Gong Qiyi realized that Jiang Yanxi's internal energy was even stronger than he imagined. If it came to a hard confrontation, he definitely wouldn't gain any advantage.

While he was calmly thinking of countermeasures here, Jiang Yanxi didn't think too much. Borrowing the internal energy from their palms, she retreated a small step backward. Bei Gong Qiyi felt a bright flash by his ear and subconsciously tilted his head. Jiang Yanxi's hand blade slid right past his hair strands, a few strands of black hair scattering in the air, blown away somewhere in a moment.

Glancing at Ran Luo standing to the side who didn't seem to plan to make a move, Bei Gong Qiyi's right hand grabbed Jiang Yanxi's right hand, and his left hand turned into a palm blade slashing towards her waist and abdomen. Jiang Yanxi followed the momentum and caught Bei Gong Qiyi's wrist with her hand, forcibly spinning him around in a circle. Bei Gong Qiyi frowned, kicked off the hands held by both with one foot, and flew backward two meters away.

He waved both left and right at the same time, ten flying darts shooting out in a row, gradually scattering in an orderly manner and shooting towards Bei Gong Qiyi's entire body. His right hand moved slightly, and the soft sword slid out from his sleeve. Bei Gong Qiyi's eyes turned fierce. The flying darts collided with the sword blade, sparking a series of sparks, and "bang bang" sounds rang out as they all fell to the ground.

The soft sword gleamed with a faint light, just like Bei Gong Qiyi's dark black eyes. Jiang Yanxi gripped the sword body with both hands. Bei Gong Qiyi smiled, and Jiang Yanxi's slender eyebrows moved slightly. The young man threw down the sword and spun to her back. Jiang Yanxi quickly released her hands, but the soft sword didn't fall; instead, it stabbed straight towards her abdomen while standing upright.

Her entire internal energy was concentrated at the fingertips. Bei Gong Qiyi stood behind Jiang Yanxi, but with two fingers accurately pointing at the sword tip, he turned to look at Ran Luo whose expression had returned to its original composure. Bei Gong Qiyi smiled faintly, and his two fingers moved.

In front was a sharp sword, behind was Bei Gong Qiyi, trapping Jiang Yanxi in the middle with no way to exert force. The sword tip got closer and closer to her palm. Jiang Yanxi took a deep breath and suddenly withdrew her palm and struck backward.

"Ping..."

"Pu..."

"Yanxi!"

Three sounds almost simultaneous. Silk ribbons in the water sleeves fluttered lightly, wrapping around Jiang Yanxi's waist and pulling her to the front. Jiang Yanxi staggered two steps and barely stood steady, her face pale as she shook her head at Ran Luo. "I'm fine."

The ribs burned painfully. Bei Gong Qiyi tightly closed his lips, standing with his back straight. Ran Luo wiped the blood from the corner of Jiang Yanxi's mouth. Bei Gong Qiyi's eyes were fierce as he looked at Bei Gong Qiyi, then hugged Jiang Yanxi's waist and jumped away.

Until watching the two figures completely disappear from sight, Bei Gong Qiyi clutched his ribs, bent down to pick up the sword from the ground, but when he stood up again, the original red color had faded, and his slightly pale lips slowly flowed out fresh red blood.

Jiang Yanxi had used her final move to fight to the death. Although Bei Gong Qiyi's sword had pierced through her waist, because she had dodged at the last moment, it wasn't fatal. And her palm strike backward had landed on Bei Gong Qiyi's ribs.

He took a deep breath. A sharp pain came from his ribs, probably three ribs broken. Bei Gong Qiyi calculated it and casually tapped the pain-stopping acupoint to relieve the pain, wiping the blood threads from the corner of his mouth. Bei Gong Qiyi deeply closed his eyes, straightened his body, and slowly left. His back remained straight as always, his steps steady as always, but if one looked closely, one could see that his steps were a bit slower than usual, and his breath was a little unsteady.

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"How are you?" Looking at Jiang Yanxi's increasingly pale face, Ran Luo's hand holding her waist tightened even more. She shook her head slightly. Jiang Yanxi said in a low voice, "Bei Gong Qiyi is not doing any better than me."

"Want to do a draw with him, right?" After helping her sit on the bed, Ran Luo frowned tightly, her face serious. "You have always been cold and indifferent. Today, just because Bei Gong Qiyi said two words to provoke you, you started fighting. Jiang Yanxi, tell me honestly, what kind of feelings do you have for Bei Gong Juechen!"

Looking at Ran Luo with some incomprehension, Jiang Yanxi said in a low voice, "He and I are close friends."

Her bright red lips pouted slightly. Ran Luo sat beside Jiang Yanxi and said dissatisfiedly, "I think you care about his affairs more than mine."

With some helplessness, Jiang Yanxi brushed her forehead and lay on the bed with her abdomen covered. "If I listen to you complain any more, I'm afraid it won't be good."

"You..." Ran Luo was indignant, but seeing her pale face, she still waved her sleeve, pouting and saying, "You rest for a while. I'll go make medicine for you." Jiang Yanxi nodded and closed her eyes slightly, no longer speaking.

Ran Luo gave her a somewhat worried look and sighed, walking out quickly. After confirming that she had left, Jiang Yanxi slowly opened her eyes. At that time, Ran Luo was far away, only seeing the sword pierce into her body and fall to the ground, but she didn't know that Bei Gong Qiyi's sword had passed through her body.

She sat up painfully and slowly untied her own robe. The black outer garment looked normal, but the white inner garment underneath had become a blood-soaked garment. Taking a deep breath, Jiang Yanxi tapped the acupoints to stop the bleeding. There was nothing to bandage with around her, so Jiang Yanxi frowned tightly and slowly moved her body.

"Crash—" The door was kicked open by a foot. Looking at Ran Luo standing at the door with a sullen face, Jiang Yanxi was slightly stunned, then said, "I just don't want you to worry."

Silently walking to the side to find the medicine bottle and bandages, throwing them onto the bed, Ran Luo turned her head and slammed the door shut. Staring blankly at the door being slammed shut forcefully, Jiang Yanxi moved her pale lips, ultimately just taking a deep breath, taking off her outer garment and pouring the medicine powder directly onto the wound.

And at this moment, the door was kicked open again forcefully. Ran Luo walked to the bedside with a black face and sat down. She snatched the medicine bottle from Jiang Yanxi's hand. Jiang Yanxi's left abdomen had been pierced by Bei Gong Qiyi's sword, leaving a very deep wound. Ran Luo held up the medicine bottle silently, looking at the wound that was constantly seeping blood, and her eyes slowly reddened.

Lowering her long eyelashes and blinking several times, Jiang Yanxi said indifferently, "It's fine, it's just a bit deeper wound, actually it's okay." Ran Luo still didn't say anything, only taking a deep breath and using cotton to clean the wound, then slowly sprinkling the medicine powder evenly on it.

Jiang Yanxi's body stiffened. Her hand subconsciously moved behind and tightly gripped the brocade fabric underneath, but her expression didn't change at all. Ran Luo naturally knew that this medicine powder would hurt a lot when sprinkled, but seeing Jiang Yanxi endure it without saying a word, her heart was even angrier. "Tie the bandage tighter to prevent the wound from bleeding."

"Um." Jiang Yanxi nodded, her hand gripping the bandage tightened. Ran Luo glared fiercely at Jiang Yanxi. "You're such a heartless person! I feel the pain even if you don't!"

Not knowing why she got angry again, Jiang Yanxi looked at her inexplicably, but found that those peach blossom eyes at the bottom actually filled with water vapor.

Jiang Yanxi's heart softened almost instantly. Her pale lips slowly curved into a smile. She reached out and gently held her hand. Jiang Yanxi said softly, "I just don't want you to feel pain, so I pretended not to feel pain."

Ran Luo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lowered her head and carefully tied the bandage to Jiang Yanxi's wound. Jiang Yanxi smiled while looking at her fair red neck. When Ran Luo finished tying the bandage, she suddenly raised her sharp chin and kissed it gently.

Ran Luo's originally fair red cheeks instantly became even redder.

Looking at her dazed appearance, Jiang Yanxi discovered for the first time that this woman who was sometimes bewitching, sometimes domineering, sometimes willful, was actually so cute. "What are you looking at!"

Seeing that Jiang Yanxi kept staring at her, Ran Luo blushed and said irritably.

The faint smile at the corner of her lips didn't disappear. Jiang Yanxi asked, "What did you say to Bei Gong Qiyi today?"

Wrapping the bandage in her hand, Ran Luo said, "I just asked him if 'Induction' has any other solutions. From his tone, 'Induction' definitely still has other solutions, but..."

"But what?" Ran Luo frowned and said, "Bei Gong Qiyi was very confident that another solution besides him, no one else knows."

Jiang Yanxi sneered. "He's not a god. Since he could find it, why couldn't others find it?"

Ran Luo shook her head and said, "No one has ever been able to solve 'Induction' alive. Bei Gong Qiyi is a genius in solving and making poisons. It was already impossible for him to discover another solution to 'Induction'. I only tried to ask tentatively today. His answer to me felt like he didn't care if others knew."

Because no matter if others knew he had solved it, he wouldn't know what the real solution was...

Both of them subconsciously thought of this sentence in their minds.

"Eventually, we can find it." Jiang Yanxi said in a deep voice, "All things in the world generate and restrain each other. If we can control them, we can solve them. Besides, Bei Gong Juechen once said to me that in Zhu Sha's eyes, he seemed to faintly feel the memory that was hidden away."

Thinking of something, Ran Luo suddenly said, "I feel that part of Zhu Sha's ability is sealed. If we can solve it, it should allow Bei Gong Juechen to remember the memory that was erased by Bei Gong Qiyi!"