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When Gu Xiaoxi returned, Jing Haoran’s facial injuries had already been dressed and bandaged.

Jing Rui had tidied up Gu Xiaoxi’s room and, seeing her return, immediately asked, "There weren’t any big issues, were there!"

She knew Gu Xiaoxi’s skills were very strong, so when she went out, she was quite reassured.

"No worries! Jing Haoran, I’ve avenged you already," Gu Xiaoxi patted his shoulder with a cheerful smile, "Next time someone bullies you, just come and tell me."

Jing Haoran was immediately touched to the point of incoherence.

He hugged Gu Xiaoxi’s arm, face full of gratitude saying, "Thank you!"

"Alright, go to sleep early! When you have free time, practice your combat more. It’s a bit embarrassing if you can’t beat Sack," Gu Xiaoxi said bluntly.

Jing Rui looked on with a satisfied smile, feeling with her premonition, that Gu Xiaoxi was one hundred percent guaranteed to enter the International Alliance.

Gu Xiaoxi returned to her separate room and closed the door.

She took off her jacket and lay on the big bed, her mind constantly replaying Bai Tian’s words.

If Yaobi Mountain was an immortal mountain that had been passing down through the ages, then it should be the perfect place to cultivate.

Her second volume, because she could not find a place rich in spiritual energy, had not experienced a breakthrough. If this continued, it definitely wouldn’t do.

Beating Sack and Gao Si was no issue, but once she encountered an opponent with high cultivation, she would be woefully inadequate.

And then there was Mi Xi!

If he truly was in Hell, on Jiuyou Platform, how was she going to rescue him?

Too many questions kept her from falling asleep.

Gu Xiaoxi rubbed her tousled hair and sat up on the bed, taking a deep breath.

Afterward, she stretched out her palm, staring blankly at her fingertips for quite a while.

Suddenly, she made her move.

She took out a dagger and gently cut a slit on her fingertip.

In an instant, blood flowed out.

She closed her eyes, silently chanting to herself, Jiuyou Platform, Jiuyou Platform, Jiuyou Platform!

As a Child of God, her blood, with the increase of her cultivation, was becoming ever more powerful.

Last time she could summon Lan Xi’s Primordial Spirit; this time, as long as she was sincere, perhaps she could locate Mi Xi and bring him back.

She didn’t want to owe anyone anything.

Nor did she want Mi Xue and Mi Luo to hate her.

Although she still didn’t know why Mi Xi, who had saved her, was sent back to Hell, reason told her that it had something to do with her.

As Gu Xiaoxi thought this, the scenery around her became indistinct.

It was no longer the bright and spacious room, but a place shrouded in darkness.

Five ancient stone pillars, carved with totems from Ancient Times, stood in the blackness, with a person imprisoned in a glass sphere in the center of the pillars.

That person’s hair was already disheveled, his body drenched in blood, his complexion pale as if he was a prisoner who had been tortured.

He lay inside the glass sphere, barely clinging to life.

Gu Xiaoxi felt her feet were incredibly stiff as she took weighted steps forward. With each step, it felt as if her feet were filled with lead.

Was that person Mi Xi?

She kept telling herself not to hope so, because from afar, he looked as terrifying as a corpse.

As she drew near, Gu Xiaoxi discovered.

Under the glass cover, the person lying there was subjected to ice, fire, needles, spikes, boiling water; various tortures were continuously changing on his back.

Gu Xiaoxi clenched her fingers tightly, her heart wrenching, not understanding what sin he had committed to suffer such torture in the Underworld.

"Mi Xi!" Gu Xiaoxi felt as if her throat was clogged with cotton, dry and scratchy.

She called out several times, and just when she thought the person inside was about to die,

the person under the glass cover suddenly opened his eyes.

Despite the dirt and disarray on his face, those eyes were sharper than ever, even more terrifying than any Mi Xi she had encountered before.

They were a pair of strange eyes, dark with a hint of blood red, cold and full of anger.

"Mi Xi! What’s happening to you? Why did you return here? How can I save you?" Gu Xiaoxi asked anxiously.

Her voice brought a semblance of clarity to his stunned and numb state.

Feeling pain all over, Mi Xi instinctively coughed and turned to look at Gu Xiaoxi.

The frost in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a touch of warmth.

"Why did you come!" Mi Xi propped himself up against the glass enclosure and sat up.

As he moved, fresh blood began to flow from the wounds on his back.

Gu Xiaoxi observed closely, only to discover that his old wounds were healing, while new ones continued to form.

Clearly, the glass enclosure was a world unto itself, filled with the harshest of punishments.

What Gu Xiaoxi saw was only a fraction of it all.

"I’m here to save you! Can I get you out?" Gu Xiaoxi’s voice choked with emotion. The sight of him in such state would evoke fear and heartache in anyone.

All the more, since he had once been so good to her.

"Give me the Fruit of Immortality, and then you must go back. This isn’t a place for you," Mi Xi said through clenched teeth, his gaze gentle as he looked at Gu Xiaoxi. The red glow in his eyes faded, making his eyes appear normal once more.

Without a second thought, Gu Xiaoxi took out all the Fruit of Immortality she had, "These are all the fruits I have. Mi Xi, you must hold on. I will definitely save you."

Mi Xi gave a faint, pale smile.

"Your words are enough for me." He smiled, stretched out his hand, and forcefully reached through the glass enclosure to take away all the Fruit of Immortality from Gu Xiaoxi’s hands.

Gu Xiaoxi watched as he popped the fruit into his mouth one by one, like eating candy, and his wounds began to heal rapidly.

She felt somewhat reassured.

"If you still consider me a friend, tell me how to save you!" Gu Xiaoxi asked.

Mi Xi shifted his position, stood up inside the glass enclosure, and smiled at Gu Xiaoxi, "With your current strength, you won’t be able to save me from this place.

So don’t rush to rescue me. With these Fruits of Immortality, no matter what they try, they can no longer harm me! Don’t forget, I am a disciple of God."

Gu Xiaoxi had learned through the Tree of Immortality that they shared many pasts. However, she wondered how much Mi Xi remembered.

"Do you remember everything?" Gu Xiaoxi asked gravely.

"Yes!" Mi Xi chose not to hide anything from Gu Xiaoxi, "Because I’ve broken too many taboos, they can no longer tolerate me. They want to eradicate me during the cycle of reincarnation. But how could I be afraid of them? Xiao Xi, you must hurry back. I believe we will meet again one day."

"You won’t be in danger anymore, right?" Gu Xiaoxi needed to make sure once again.

"Yes!" Mi Xi smiled contentedly, reached through the glass enclosure, and patted Gu Xiaoxi’s head, "Xiao Xi, live this life well, and live long. In the next life, let’s be reincarnated together. I’ll still be your good senior brother!"

Gu Xiaoxi suddenly felt a bittersweet sense of being cherished; it was as if that feeling, accumulated through the long stretches of time, still accompanied her. Like a well-aged wine, mellow and delightful.

"As long as you’re not in danger, that’s all that matters!"

Mi Xi glanced around, his face regaining its color.

With a reassuring smile, he told Gu Xiaoxi, "Don’t forget, we are the only two beings in this world with divinity. We don’t die so easily. I am being punished here as a confession to our Master. When you go through reincarnation in your next life, I will join you. It’s our destiny."

Gu Xiaoxi’s consciousness wavered for a moment, and then she found herself back in her bedroom.

Mi Xi had vanished without a trace.

So it seemed, there was no need for her to save Mi Xi.

Now that he had the Fruit of Immortality, he wouldn’t be in any more trouble.

That was a relief, and she immediately felt a little better inside.

The next day, Gu Xiaoxi woke up.

Jing Rui had already gone to work.

Jing Haoran was indulging in a lie-in and was still in bed at that moment.

Gu Xiaoxi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing down at the matchbox-sized cars on the street below, and couldn’t help but laugh, "The International Alliance really is rich and capricious, building houses with such unique features."

"Finally, you have time to rest. What are you underestimating?" Jing Haoran, hugging a pillow with his hair all messy, looked as if he hadn’t woken up yet, as he descended from upstairs.

Gu Xiaoxi glared at him and said speechlessly, "Didn’t you refuse to get up when I called you just now?"

"There’s nothing to do even if I did get up!" Jing Haoran walked over to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water, "Everyone here has a job, they’re busy working during the day. The places to have fun are all closed in the morning. What’s the point of getting up so early?"

Gu Xiaoxi stretched lazily and glared at Jing Haoran, looking at his now less swollen face, she said without words, "You should make early sleep and early rise a habit. You’ve been in the military for so many years, yet you haven’t changed that habit."

"Change what? It’s a holiday!" He said, holding the water and taking several big gulps.

Gu Xiaoxi waved at him, "Call me if you need anything. I’m stepping out for a bit."