The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

Blood seeped out of the cloth and dripped onto the ground.

Shangguan Yan looked coldly at her left arm. She could still endure the pain.

She sat down on the ground and started a fire. She placed the Phoenix Blood Sword on top of the fire and tore off her left sleeve. Shangguan Yan took a deep breath and was about to use the red-hot sword's body to heat up her wounds.

"You will leave behind scars if you treat your wounds like this." A gentle voice rang out, and a familiar scent wafted up from the side. Shangguan Yan was overjoyed, but she forced herself not to raise her head to look at Li Dao.

"Let me help you heal your wounds." Li Dao reached out to snatch the Phoenix Blood Sword from Shangguan Yan's hands.

Shangguan Yan quietly avoided Li Dao, then raised her head and coldly looked at him.

Previously avoided by Xing'er, now avoided by Shangguan Yan, Li Dao felt embarrassed.

"What are you doing? Are you afraid that I'll take a fancy to your Phoenix Blood Sword?" In order to ease the awkwardness, Li Dao sneered.

"No matter what, why are you looking for me?" Shangguan Yan's voice was cold, her face expressionless.

Li Dao retracted his hand and sat down on the ground. He then faintly sighed and no longer spoke.

Men and women, isn't that the truth? But how did he become like this? Li Dao could not understand.

No one wanted to be the first to speak. The atmosphere was extremely depressing.

Shangguan Yan was the first to break the oppressive atmosphere. "What were you sighing about?"

Li Dao did not answer her, nor did he know how to reply.

The atmosphere once again fell into silence.

After a long while, Shangguan Yan's face flushed red. She gathered up her courage and asked, "Why did you choose to chase after me?"

Li Dao looked at her and replied, "You are injured, if you do not quickly remove the remnants of the Evil Slayer Sword's sword Qi, it will be very troublesome."

Hearing Li Dao's answer, Shangguan Yan's face turned red and she pointed her finger at Li Dao. "You …"

Without even finishing her sentence, Shangguan Yan spat out a mouthful of blood, which dyed the front of her clothes red.

Li Dao was surprised, but quickly stepped forward to support Shangguan Yan. Shangguan Yan didn't have any internal injuries. How could she spurt blood?

"Are you alright? I'll treat your wounds." Li Dao said as he revolved his true essence to help her heal her wounds.

Shangguan Yan struggled to push Li Dao away, her voice getting colder and colder. "Leave immediately. I don't want to see you."

Li Dao frowned, ignoring Shangguan Yan. He moved behind her and placed his palms on her back, pouring a huge amount of true essence into her.

Shangguan Yan could not break free, and asked with a pained expression, "Why don't you accept Xing'er?"

Li Dao did not answer her and focused on treating her injuries. He first combed through her disordered blood and Qi, before expelling the remaining Evil Killing Sword Qi from her body.

After expelling the Evil Killing Sword Qi, the wound on Shangguan Yan's left arm was no longer seriously injured. Li Dao patted his butt and stood up.

"Alright, you can go back and find some Golden Sore Medicine and apply it to your wounds." Finished speaking, Li Dao walked off into the distance.

I really can't continue to tangle with them. If this goes on, why would I, Li Jun, continue begging for eternity?

"Li Dao, stop right there!" Shangguan Yan stood up and shouted at Li Dao, her black hair fluttering in the wind.

Li Dao paused and didn't look back. He asked coldly, "What else does Miss Shangguan need?"

"Miss Shangguan?" Shangguan Yan mumbled to herself as her nose turned sour.

When Shangguan Yan came back to her senses, Li Dao had already disappeared. No matter what, he could not let Xing'er go.

As long as he could cut off the evil sword, he would head out to search for the secret realm. He would not see Xing'er and Shangguan Yan again.