The Rebellious Son of a Noble Family: The Black Path Reappears, Soul Unveiled, Astonishing Will

  Nan Gong Bo nodded, gazing deeply at the prostrate Tian Yu Xian on the ground, whose bright and sparkling eyes were tightly closed. "She's an exception; you're seeing her for the first time and don't understand her yet, but soon you'll discover what makes her special."

  Qing Jianjin's watery eyebrows and eyes seemed to hold an unknown smile as she gazed at the tightly closed, sparkling eyes of Qian Yu Xian. "Really? Then I'll have to pay close attention to her special characteristics."

  Qianyu Xian only felt uncomfortable, unable to breathe, and her mind was a complete blank. She slightly opened her rose-like red lips as if she wanted to speak, but something seemed to be choking her throat. Her bright and clear eyes were slightly open, staring at the surrounding darkness with furrowed eyebrows. What's going on? There was clearly no water around, so why did she have the feeling of drowning?

  Suddenly a familiar female voice came from under Senya's body, "Another one... be careful!"

  As soon as the voice fell, Qianyu Xian didn't feel like something was pinching her neck, nor did she feel short of breath. With a sweep of the uncomfortable feeling, her brain regained consciousness and was no longer blank.

  Qian Yu Xian was familiar with that feminine voice, it was the sound of her soul, her soul... Qian Yu Xian opened her rose-like red lips to call out to her soul, but felt her body suddenly plummeting downwards at high speed. Qian Yu Xian let out a loud cry, "Ah!"

  The soul standing in front of a boundless black path, the thousand feather fairy who was originally floating in mid-air with an ethereal expression suddenly plummeted down in surprise. As the thousand feather fairy's body fell faster and faster, just as it was about to heavily crash onto the ground, the soul took out the jade flute. The water-like eyes stared straight at the rapidly descending body of the thousand feather fairy, placing the jade flute on rose-like red lips. Fingers began to move on their own, blowing out a jade melody. Along with the peculiar tone of the jade flute, white mist and lily flower petals splashed up around them.

  The soul stood in the middle of the white breath and lily petals, its big eyes staring straight at Qian Yu Xian's body which was still rapidly falling. As the soul's fingers moved on the small holes of the jade flute, the surrounding white breath became brighter and stronger, and more beautiful lily petals appeared. The white breath and lily petals surrounded the soul, carrying it into mid-air.

  The soul and body floated in mid-air, the big eyes still staring straight at the body of Qian Yu Xian, who continued to fall. Suddenly, a white gas and a cluster of lily flower petals flew quickly under Qian Yu Xian's rapidly falling body, catching her just as she was about to hit the ground. The soul let out a sigh of relief seeing that Qian Yu Xian was safe, put down the jade flute, and used the unique qigong taught by the mysterious monk last time to fly to Qian Yu Xian's side, stretching out his hand to take over her body. The white gas and lily flower petals also disappeared instantly when the soul took over Qian Yu Xian's body.

  The soul held the Thousand Feathered Immortal in both hands, and slowly descended to the ground safely. The soul put down the startled Thousand Feathered Immortal and looked at her worriedly, asking "Are you alright? Another body...?"

  The frightened Qianyu Xian felt that she had landed safely, took a deep breath, and the familiar voice of her soul echoed in her ears. She looked up to see that it was indeed her soul, so this must be the only black path where she could face her soul...

  Thinking of Qian Yu Xian under the support of her soul, she turned around to look back, and indeed everything around her was pitch black except for a boundless black path.

  The soul looked at Qianyu Xian with concern and spoke again, "Another one... are you okay?"

  Qianyu Xian's ears rang again with the voice of her soul, and she came back to herself. Her big, watery eyes looked at the soul beside her, who was supporting her with a worried expression and looked exactly like her. The rose-red lips smiled slightly, "I'm fine," Qianyu Xian said, recalling that it seemed like her soul had just saved her, "Thank you."

  Her soul felt relieved when she heard Qianyu Xian say "I'm fine", her rose-like red lips curved into a comforting smile, "If you're fine, then that's good, this is what I should do, why are you thanking me?"

  Qian Yu Xian looked at the soul's concerned expression and smiled again, thinking back to when the soul played the Jade Feather Melody on the Jade Feather Flute, which was clearly more impressive than her own playing.

  The reason is that when the soul blows, when playing the jade feather flute with the jade feather tune, the white gas that appears becomes brighter and stronger, and the lily petals become more numerous and beautiful. I still remember that the mysterious monk said it was driven by the will of the person blowing the flute. The stronger the will of the person blowing the flute, the stronger the sound of the flute, and what the person blowing the flute thinks in their heart will also be realized, even to the point of killing people. Just now, from the white gas and lily petals splashing out from around the jade feather tune blown by the soul with the jade feather flute, it can be seen that the soul's will to save me is very strong.

  A thousand feathers, the water spirit's big eyes stared straight at the soul, thinking that since the soul regarded her as so important, and at this time showed an astonishing will, then I must also protect the soul well, not letting her be heartbroken.

  Qian Yu's big eyes stared straight into the soulful eyes of Ling, and the two just faced each other like that. Suddenly, their rose-like red lips both had a hint of a treasured smile that only they could understand.