The name Qingxia Sword was given by Su Zhuyi.

It relied on her sword’s intent to be reborn, so naturally, it also accepted the name Su Zhuyi had given it back then. Otherwise, at the moment of rebirth, would it have shouted, “My name is Ancestor”?

However, seeing Su Zhuyi’s annoying smile, Sword Ancestor suddenly felt that being called Ancestor sounded more pleasing to the ear.

It should have just said: “My name is Ancestor.”

But now wasn’t the time to banter with Su Zhuyi.

It had been reborn, but limited by Su Zhuyi’s cultivation level, it couldn’t fully display its strength. Though the sword light now caused some damage to the giant flower below, it hadn’t hurt its foundation.

In other words, Su Zhuyi was still not out of danger at all.

Su Zhuyi understood this too. She had only made an offhand comment, her spirit still tense without relaxing. This spirit plant was too strong. Even with the Broken Sword reforged, she had to give her all to fight for a thread of survival. Su Zhuyi bit her finger and drew talismans in the air. Seeing that giant flower wounded by Sword Ancestor’s sword qi suspended high in the sky, she wanted to take this opportunity to set up formation talismans to add injury to injury!

She struck out with a Blazing Palm, hitting the talisman she had just drawn with fresh blood. Instantly, a sea of fire surged forth, rushing toward that giant flower.

Just then, that giant flower again sprouted countless vines and roots. At the same time, its vines visibly grew numerous small pink flower buds at a speed visible to the naked eye. Unlike the ugly, muddy yellow giant flower, those small flowers had fresh, tender colors, pink and lovely.

Those buds grew larger in a short time, blooming magnificently after a moment. A rich fragrance appeared throughout the mountain hollow. When Su Zhuyi saw the flowers blooming, she was already on guard, knowing that a flower demon couldn’t possibly pull such a move for no reason. Therefore, she immediately covered herself with a defensive barrier, took out a straw man substitute, and quickly stuffed a pill into her mouth.

However, these were still not enough.

She knew that fragrance might be problematic, so she had been vigilant since the buds appeared, but her defensive barrier couldn’t block that smell at all.

That scent was very rich and thick, sickeningly sweet, instantly making her mind foggy. She even saw the divine sense in her sea of consciousness becoming muddy—the sea of consciousness was no longer clear but had turned into something like sludge.

This flower fragrance not only made her body uncomfortable but also contaminated her divine sense.

She had no way to resist that flower fragrance. She could only fight desperately while her consciousness was still clear, and she could control her words and actions. Su Zhuyi gripped her sword, planning to sever the source of evil, the giant flower. However, when she swung her sword, she suddenly discovered that the straw man substitute in her left hand had already crumbled.

This straw man substitute was a high-grade straw man.

Qinghe had taken it from the Gujian sect for her back then. She had never been able to use it before because her cultivation wasn’t sufficient, and this straw man’s grade was too high.

She had just broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, and feeling the danger, she had directly taken out this high-grade straw man. She only had two such straw men in total. But now, the straw man had already crumbled.

Su Zhuyi’s body staggered. Her sea of consciousness was muddy, that clear lake surface had turned into sludge, and the sludge gradually dried up, like cracked earth.

The gap was too great.

If this flower had used this move from the beginning, she wouldn’t have been able to struggled at all.

Su Zhuyi’s body swayed several times. She loosened her grip and used her sword to support her body before barely managing to stand steady.

Physical injuries could be endured by gritting one’s teeth, pain could be ignored by her, but the primordial spirit, the sea of consciousness…

The severe damage to her sea of consciousness made her instantly lose combat ability.

She stood there swaying unsteadily. Not far away, that little white snake’s body had also turned blue-gray, as if its entire body had grown a layer of rock, gradually turning to stone. Su Zhuyi felt she might also turn to stone. She couldn’t move at all, her sea of consciousness had dried up, and her arms were also beginning to show sludge. That flower’s muddy yellow color had also become much dimmer, gradually becoming somewhat transparent. That giant flower had suffered severe damage from using this move.

But the power was too strong.

What kind of flower was this? Su Zhuyi had never seen it before, yet it had such abilities. Had it always grown beside the breath soil, thus gaining such powerful soul attack power and earth-controlling abilities?

Su Zhuyi’s body gradually stiffened, her white and smooth skin becoming similar to rock, as if a layer of mud had been poured over her body.

Not only her, but even the flying sword she held that had just been reforged also began to petrify. Sword Ancestor was limited by her cultivation level, so the power it could display was greatly weakened. Similarly, because it had a sword spirit, the sword spirit was also affected by that giant flower’s soul attack, causing its flying sword body to gradually petrify as well.

If she couldn’t find a way to break this, would she become a lump of stone, a lump of stone holding a sword?

Just then, water poured down from above. Was it raining? Su Zhuyi couldn’t even lift her head, her divine sense completely unusable. She felt it wasn’t raining—what kind of rain would be so torrential? She was like a reef stone standing in a river, constantly washed by the endlessly flowing river water, able to hear the sound of waves crashing against the reef in her ears.

That water was cool and rich in spiritual energy, cleansing her body and making her feel much better. Her dried-up sea of consciousness also received the moisture of water, gaining some relief.

Water splashed and danced in the air, as if washing away that rich fragrance completely. The smell became lighter and lighter until it completely disappeared, leaving only a fresh, earthy scent. That giant flower was completely submerged by the raging waves, and the petals that had already become lighter in color were now even more transparent.

Those petals were like a thin layer of silk, as if they would be torn away by the flowing water at any moment.

Qin Jianglan woke from his unconsciousness and threw out the Liuguang Mirror.

When previously resisting the thunder tribulation, he hadn’t taken out the Liuguang Mirror to block it. After all, the reincarnation path in the Liuguang Mirror wasn’t yet complete, and it was still something the Heavenly Dao couldn’t tolerate. Taking out the Liuguang Mirror wouldn’t resist the thunder tribulation but would attract an even greater one.

But now, he had to and could only use the Liuguang Mirror to deal with this spirit plant.

That water was from the Quicksand River, water that had settled over long periods. When still, it was a crystal-clear mirror surface; when moving, it was a turbulently flowing river.

The Celestial River fell from high above, completely submerging the entire mountain hollow, drowning that giant flower in water. When that giant flower was severely injured, Qin Jianglan drew his sword.

He had no sword in his hand.

The Songfeng sword had suffered some damage when confronting the thunder tribulation earlier, with cracks appearing on the sword’s body, requiring careful nurturing.

But he had a sword in his heart.

Qin Jianglan’s sword path was superb. Even without a sword in hand, he could unleash astounding sword intent.

He struck out with one sword, sword qi entering the water. That giant flower, suppressed by the Quicksand River’s water, had already expended enormous spiritual energy to execute its secret technique, then was suppressed by the Quicksand River, and now encountered that heaven-shocking sword. It let out a weak, mournful cry, then the entire flower was split in half.

Large patches of petals, like wrinkled and corroded broken silk, were dissolved by the water. Su Zhuyi saw Qin Jianglan then wave his hand, and that flowing liquid gradually solidified, then flowed backward into the air, forming an ancient, simple round mirror in the air.

Along with the river water, that formidable flower also disappeared.

Su Zhuyi also saw Qin Jianglan walking toward her.

His steps were slow, walking step by step to her front, saying softly, “It’s alright now.” But the next moment, Su Zhuyi saw Qin Jianglan collapse onto her shoulder. Fortunately, her body was now rigid, with most of her body seeming covered by a layer of mud, like a stone sculpture, so she stood very steadily without being knocked down by Qin Jianglan.

But she hadn’t recovered—her hands couldn’t move up, and she had no way to support him.

What now? Her entire body could only move her head, her body seemed petrified into a sculpture. Her divine sense had recovered slightly under the washing of that cool river water, but was still dried up, with no way to control her divine sense. She could only watch helplessly as he collapsed, powerless to help.

The mountain hollow was in complete disarray. The giant flower had been uprooted and completely disappeared, leaving only a huge deep pit and tangled roots in the pit.

Most of the surrounding spirit plants were destroyed, along with some animal corpses. Because this area was hidden and the giant flower existed here, there weren’t any high-level spirit beasts nearby. Precisely because of this, the current Su Zhuyi wasn’t worried about spirit beasts taking advantage of the situation. For now, she had no life-threatening danger.

But she was now almost a lump of stone, not knowing when she could recover.

Qin Jianglan had originally been severely injured by lightning and hadn’t recovered yet. He had driven the Liuguang Mirror again and was now unconscious once more. His entire body weight was pressing on Su Zhuyi, but Su Zhuyi didn’t feel it was heavy—she was worried Qin Jianglan would fall.

What to do now?

Not far away, the little white snake was also a rigid little white snake.

This quiet mountain hollow had no vitality, everything was lifeless everywhere.

The sun set and the moon rose.

Night wind blew through, swirling in the mountain hollow, making whooshing wind sounds like someone sobbing softly.

She stood in the mountain hollow for a day.

The second day, the third day…

Three full days passed, and the petrification of her body hadn’t improved much. Her divine sense had recovered slightly, able to extend a small wisp outward, but could only explore within three zhang around her.

“What now?” She couldn’t just keep standing here as a stone embracing her husband, could she?

“Qin Jianglan.”

Qin Jianglan was still unconscious, not responding to calls.

“Sword Ancestor.”

Sword Ancestor’s body had also petrified and was fixed together with her hand.

Sword Ancestor’s sword spirit was also quite weak. It responded faintly, saying, “When you move, I can move too.”

“You can’t move?”

“You are my master! The sword is controlled by its wielder.”

Su Zhuyi: “I’ve discovered that although that giant flower is dead, the damage it caused us still exists. Moreover, this petrification is continuing. Could that fragrance be a type of poison? If we can’t detoxify it, will I eventually become a sculpture?”

She had originally been able to move her head, but now felt even her neck couldn’t turn. Her divine sense was recovering, but her body was getting worse and worse.

The situation was extremely critical.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west. In the blink of an eye, several more days passed.

Su Zhuyi felt that only her eyes could move now. This was still under the condition that she persistently materialized her divine sense, turning her weak divine sense into a small knife to cut away those stone fragments bit by bit, slightly delaying the petrification.

She was trapped in place, her mood growing heavier and heavier.

Just then, the rocky mountain behind made a thunderous sound.

Then that seemingly towering mountain split open from the middle, directly forming a large canyon. A small giant about one zhang tall came running from the bottom of the canyon. He ran very fast, appearing beside Su Zhuyi in the blink of an eye.

“Big sister, how are you?”

“Little uncle, are you alright?” Little Skull looked at Su Zhuyi with red eye sockets. He lifted Qin Jianglan with one hand and carried him on his shoulder, scooped up Su Zhuyi under his other arm, and only after picking up both people did he anxiously walk back. After walking a few steps, seeing a stone snake on the ground, he bent down while holding Su Zhuyi to pick it up, stuffing the stone snake into his clothes pocket.

Wu’er had come out from the Rebirth Pond.