Rebirth of an Idle Noblewoman - Chapter 370

Chapter 370: No One Will Touch Him!

After leaving the ancient martial arts world, Gu Xiqiao stood at the intersection, waiting for Jiang Shuxuan. Two minutes later, a thin figure walked over slowly, and there was another person behind them. Gu Xiqiao glanced up to find that it was Alang.

“You didn’t take it?” Gu Xiqiao asked, looking at Jiang Shuxuan’s pursed lips.

Jiang Shuxuan glanced at her, then silently walked to her side, not saying anything in response.

Gu Xiqiao was also silent for a while, before finally saying, “Alright then.”

Seeing the two in this state, Alang couldn’t help but scratch his head and smiled. “Miss Gu, you and Mr. Jiang needs me to help with something, just say it. I’m not afraid of anything, just afraid that I won’t be able to help you.”

“It’s nothing for the time being. Go on back and continue your training.” Gu Xiqiao rubbed her temples, looking towards Alang.

As usual, Alang didn’t object to her words, and hearing that, he didn’t say anything. Instead, he glanced at the two with some doubt, then turned around and left.

After Alang left, Gu Xiqiao too turned around. “Let’s go back, Brother Jiang.”

***

Alang returned to Peace Manor, and just as he picked up his weapon, Luo Wenlang walked out from the house. “Alang, Mr. Zhuge is looking for you.”

“Mr. Zhuge?” Alang had been getting some understanding of the ancient martial arts world, and naturally knew who this Mr. Zhuge was. That’s why he asked even as he turned to walk inside. “Why is Mr. Zhuge looking for me?”

“I don’t know, but it should be something important if he’s looking for you. Didn’t Mr. Jiang also came looking for you just now?” Luo Wenlang shot Alang a doubtful look, before patting him on the shoulder. “Go on in.”

Alang felt his heart go a bit numb at the look that Luo Wenlang had given him, before he continued to follow behind him.

“Mr. Luo.” Zhuge Yan was flipping through a book when the two came in, and he couldn’t help but looked at Luo Wenlang. “Who wrote the notes in this book?”

Luo Wenlang glanced at the book, noting that it was an ancient text. Gu Xiqiao was the only person who could leave comments in them. “Everything in it is written by Miss Gu, Mr. Zhuge.”

“I guessed as much.” Zhuge Yan put the book down, turning his gaze towards Alang.

Luo Wenlang immediately understood. “I’ll take my leave first, Mr. Zhuge.”

“No need.” Zhuge Yan waved his hand, but his eyes were still on Alang. “Alang, when Mr. Jiang came looking for you just now, do you know what it was about?”

Alang was going to reply that he didn’t know, but Zhuge Yan went on without waiting, “When I first met Mr. Jiang, I saw that he would be having a life-threatening catastrophe in the near future.”

The moment he said that, Alang and Luo Wenlang both looked at Zhuge Yan in shock.

“When I first found Miss Gu, I gave her a horoscope. It was of the person who would be Mr. Jiang’s lifeline.” Zhuge Yan’s eyes were still on Alang unblinkingly.

Luo Wenlang picked it up within the next few seconds. “And this lifeline, it’s Alang?”

“That’s right.” Zhuge Yan turned away, softly saying, “Alang, he initially came to retrieve something in you that belonged to him, however, he didn’t do it in the end. That’s because he knew, the moment he took it from you, you would become useless. So, knowing this, are you still willing to return it to him?”

As soon as Zhuge Yan said that, Alang didn’t hesitate at all. “Mr. Zhuge, Miss Gu and the others are leaving soon, you need to hurry up and take it out to give it to them!”

“Are you serious?” Zhuge Yan’s expression darkened, looking at Alang. “Even if you’ll become a useless person after this?”

“To have the days up to now is already considered to be a dream, no, even something that I wouldn’t be able to dream of.” Alang smiled. “You don’t know this, Mr. Zhuge, but my sister is now living her life like a normal person. She doesn’t need to stay in the labs every day now, and I have the strength to protect myself now, not needing to worry about my powers being exposed. This kind of life is beyond any dreams I had.”

Zhuge Yan studied Alang’s face, and determined that he was indeed serious, and he smiled. “You’ve only recently gained the ability to triple someone’s powers, right?”

“That’s right, last May.” Alang nodded in confirmation.

“Huh,” Luo Wenlang suddenly said. “That’s quite a good time, Alang. It’s about the same time as the establishment of Nine Heavens.”

“Really? What a coincidence!” Alang scratched the back of his head, then turned to look at Zhuge Yan. “Mr. Zhuge, it’s not good to delay too long, hurry.”

“I have a way to take the thing out of your body without affecting you. After this, your ability to triple someone’s powers will weaken, and nothing else will vanish…”

“Alright already, Mr. Zhuge! Just hurry and start!” Alang urged.

Zhuge Yan: “…” Who was he doing this for again?

***

At the edge of the ancient martial arts world, there were a group of people who were seeing Jiang Shuxuan and Gu Xiqiao off as usual. But this time, the atmosphere was heavy compared to the previous times.

“Shuxuan, Qiao Qiao, we’ll be waiting for the two of you to come back.” Shu Chen looked at the two of them silently after saying that.

Jiang Shuxuan was holding Gu Xiqiao’s hand tightly in his, and reached out with his free hand to produce two jade pieces to his mother. “Mom, these two pieces of jade have our life force in them. As long as we’re alive, the jade will be fine. If we’re dead, the jade will shatter.”

Shu Chen took the jade from him, her hands obviously shaking the moment she heard the last part of the sentence her son had just spoken.

“Then, we’ll be leaving first.” Gu Xiqiao waved, the flying ark appeared.

“Wait!” Just as the two were stepping onto the ark, Wen Xi came running towards them, out of breath as she trusted a wooden box in her hand. “Miss Gu, Mr. Jiang, the young master has something to give you!”

Gu Xiqiao took the wooden box. She knew what was inside without opening it, and she kept it away. “Wen Xi, pass on my thanks to your young master.”

“The young master has something else to tell you.” Wen Xi straightened up after catching her breath, clearing her throat as she did. “Live in the moment, hold fast to your heart.”

Live in the moment, hold fast to your heart? Gu Xiqiao’s eyes narrowed, then nodded towards Wen Xi. “I’ll remember it.”

This time, the two of them left for real.

Gu Xiqiao was standing in the center of the flying ark, wearing a light blue coat and black pencil pants. The pastel blue color of the coat against her skin made her face seem like white jade, and her hair fluttered behind as the wind gently blew. She stood there in a casual pose, but it was still enough to make a mesmerizing picture that people wouldn’t be able to look away from.

Jiang Shuxuan was standing next to her, weaning the same style of coat, just in an off white color. A few strands of hair scattered across his forehead, softening his usually cold, hard face. He was standing tall and straight, giving off a majestic aura.

He didn’t say anything during this time, waving his hands and the ark slowed down and disappeared into the horizon.

In the world of ice and snow in Delxun Forest, Gu Xiqiao looked at the almost transparent iceberg in front of them, and said softly, “Brother Jiang, do you feel that this iceberg is extremely familiar?”

Jiang Shuxuan squeezed her hand tightly, looking at the iceberg without a word, but his brows furrowed slightly.

“The real place of the inheritance is not here, it’s further inside.” Jiang Shuxuan looked at the empty space in front of him, and his fingers moved slightly. The air around them distorted, and the two disappeared from the spot.

The next second, they appeared in what seemed to be a place full of formless mass.

Gu Xiqiao looked at the sword that emitted a blue glow floating in front of him, and she couldn’t help the awe that flashed in her eyes. “Is this the real Seven-Frosted Blade?”

“That’s right.” Jiang Shuxuan raised his head, looking at the blade. “The energy sealed within it is huge.”

“The most important part of receiving this inheritance is your will, Brother Jiang. I’ll be waiting outside for you,” Gu Xiqiao fixed her eyes on Jiang Shuxuan as she said this.

“Alright.” He lowered his head slightly, raising her chin to press a soft kiss to her lips, before disappearing from her sight.

At the same time, the huge Seven-Frosted Blade trembled.

Jiang Shuxuan could only feel that his soul had been divided into several parts, and at the same time, it was as though his soul itself was on fire, the pain was indescribable!

Even though he was Jiang Shuxuan, his entire body was shaking from the pain.

Every second felt like years to him!

The road to being strong was paved with blood, and Jiang Shuxuan’s heart was firm, no amount of pain would stop him!

Until—

In one of his divided soul fragments, a red figure suddenly appeared!

Clad in red robes, a pair of clear eyes, and a shallow smile on the figure’s face. Even if the person was wearing an ancient costume, Jiang Shuxuan could recognize this person anywhere. It was the figure of Gu Xiqiao!

Anger seeped into his usually indifferent face, a trail of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Shuxuan’s situation was not good, and Gu Xiqiao, who was standing outside, wore a grave expression on her face.

This place was a land of muddled mass, there was no sun or sky, let alone night or day. For a moment, Gu Xiqiao felt like she was back in the virtual space of the system, but a vortex soon appeared above her head!

Red thunder roared in the sky, and goosebumps appeared on those who could hear the rumbling in this quiet space!

“Heaven’s Will?” Gu Xiqiao narrowed her eyes to observe the terrifying lightning and thunder, spitting out the words coldly.

Boom!

A thick bolt of lightning slammed down from the skis and into the earth fiercely, and spatial cracks appeared in the muddled mass that was the ground, instantly spreading across the entire space.

Jiang Shuxuan was still inside, receiving his inheritance. At this time, he naturally shouldn’t be disturbed at all!

With a single thought, golden needles flew out instantly, surrounding Gu Xiqiao’s body as she stood on top of the huge Seven-Frosted Blade.

Boom!

The vicious lightning collided with the golden needles, black cracks appearing in the air around her one after another. Gu Xiqiao was forced to take a step back, then the power of the red lightning gradually dissipated.

But the vortex above her head had become even bigger.

“Why do you suffer so? He’s not someone who is acknowledged by the skies and earth. Let me destroy him, this is for the good of everyone…”

“No, don’t disturb me. No one will touch him!” Gu Xiqiao’s eyes turned red.

Boom!

A flash of purple lightning crackled and struck down suddenly, hitting the ground hard!