The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 1896: Chapter 1993: Mom, I’ll protect you

"What have you done?" The First Generation Demon Saint’s expression turned grim. The formidable power within his body showed signs of stalling and solidifying. It was undoubtedly the handiwork of the woman before him, yet he hadn’t realized when he fell victim to her trick.

Bai Qingxue smirked coldly, "Even though you might rival a Martial Arts Supreme, surely you cannot contend with a true Supreme in your current state, nor can you maintain your true form for long. After being hit by this move, your remaining time will be even shorter."

A trace of anger flashed in the First Generation Demon Saint’s eyes. Indeed, his forced appearance relying on the Power of the Sacred Tree was extremely taxing and could not be sustained for long. Now, after being struck by Bai Qingxue’s method, the time he could maintain grew even shorter.

In this state, even if he managed to seize the Life and Death Reincarnation Pill, there’s no way Hou Yi and Fang Qingye would allow him to leave, not even with Mo Shouhe and another Ancient Spirit Incarnation covering him, making a clean escape uncertain.

Bai Qingxue knew in her heart that even fighting desperately, it would be tough to stop the First Generation Demon Saint, but she wouldn’t let him easily obtain the Life and Death Reincarnation Pill.

"You deserve to die!" Rising in fury, the First Generation Demon Saint struck sharply, aiming to take Bai Qingxue’s life.

Bai Qingxue gritted her teeth, releasing all the power that she had nurtured within her body for a long time.

BOOM!!!!

The entire figure of the First Generation Demon Saint staggered backward, his face etched with shock, completely unprepared for Bai Qingxue still harboring such formidable power, enough to drive even him back.

However, Bai Qingxue spewed blood wildly too. The secret technique she employed came at the cost of her lifespan and though its might was astonishing, it could only be used once or twice.

This secret technique was created by her father, Emperor Bai. After Bai Qingxue learned it, she elevated it to the next level, gaining some resistance against a Martial Arts Supreme, albeit barely.

But that was all. A secret technique is called so because of its inherent flaws, meant only to be used at crucial moments.

Just now, Bai Qingxue lost twenty thousand years of her lifespan directly, a heavy price for merely repelling the First Generation Demon Saint, who remained unharmed.

Bai Qingxue was not incompetent. She stood just beneath the apex of Martial Arts Supremacy, easily able to kill strong figures like the Old Demon Saint. Yet, between her and a true Supreme, there lay an unfathomable chasm.

Ordinary Heavenly Mandate powerhouses facing a Supreme would likely be slain in a single move. Bai Qingxue managing to survive until now was already a triumph.

With a more despondent expression, the First Generation Demon Saint felt the energy in his body growing increasingly sluggish, and the Power of the Sacred Tree surrounding him began showing signs of collapsing, signifying that his time in his true form was dwindling.

Without hesitating, the First Generation Demon Saint pointed, unleashing terrifying Demon Qi, transforming into a stream of light, aiming straight for Bai Qingxue’s forehead.

Bai Qingxue, discerning of the bitterness, once again exerted a Secret Skill, exhausting all her internal energy, sacrificing an additional fifty thousand years of lifespan, to fend off the power of the First Generation Demon Saint’s strike, surviving once more.

But Bai Qingxue was void of any spare energy, having reached her limit, losing even the ability to move.

With blurring vision, Bai Qingxue barely opened her eyes. Although she could hardly see, she still chose to stand before the First Generation Demon Saint, trying her best to protect Fang Lin.

"Qingye, Lin’er, you must live on. I can no longer accompany you." Bai Qingxue murmured, knowing full well that her life was nearing its end, yet she harbored no regrets, nor a trace of fear.

She was Bai Qingxue, the most proud woman under the heavens, strong-willed and dauntless, never defeated, save by one individual.

Not only in martial prowess did she capitulate, but her heart also surrendered to him. From then on, Bai Qingxue became Madam Fang, becoming Fang Lin’s mother.

The days of their family of three living in Emperor Bai City were Bai Qingxue’s happiest times. Who needed to be invincible? Bai Qingxue only wished their family of three could live such a carefree life forever.

Alas, fate toyed with them. Standing at such a height meant bearing such responsibilities. Her husband shouldered the destiny of all living beings in the world, and her son became the pivot of life and death of all things.

And herself? She had no choice, only doing her utmost to help her husband, to guard her son, fulfilling her responsibilities as a wife and a mother.

Yet at this moment, Bai Qingxue felt bittersweet. She was about to die, unable to see her husband and son again. How she wished to lay eyes on that taciturn husband once more, to look upon that son who filled her with pride.

Such a small wish, yet at this moment it could only become a luxury, soon to turn into an everlasting regret.

In the distant sky, Fang Qingye, fiercely battling Mo Shouhe and the man in the black robe, a change overcame his expression, his heart abruptly shearing with pain, nearly suffocating.

Abruptly turning around, looking toward where the Pill Saint Palace lay, Fang Qingye seemed to understand what was about to happen. His eyes filled with blood, flushed crimson.

"Get out!!!" Fang Qingye roared, knocking Mo Shouhe back with a punch, recklessly rushing toward the Pill Saint Palace.

Mo Shouhe and the man in the black robe saw Fang Qingye’s madness and naturally wouldn’t let him succeed, immediately blocking his way.

Fang Qingye, a chilling aura of killing intent exuding, paid no mind to Mo Shouhe and the man in the black robe’s offense, driving them back directly.

As strong as Mo Shouhe and the man in the black robe were, they were taken aback by Fang Qingye’s madness. It was as if he no longer feared death.

"He is so frantic; the Pill Saint Palace must be on the verge of being taken." Mo Shouhe laughed coldly.

Fang Qingye’s heart bled, continually chanting ’no’ under his breath. Though a Martial Lord, at that moment he felt utterly powerless.

He regretted why he became a Martial Lord? Why did he bear all burdens? If he were just a common Martial Artist, how could his wife and child have fallen into peril?

What of all beings? If he lost the most important person in his life, what meaning was there in saving all beings?

He, Fang Qingye, was first Bai Qingxue’s husband and only thereafter the Martial Arts Supreme of the Human Clan!

Concurrently, Fang Lin, inside the seclusion chamber, felt a pang in his heart, turning around to stare blankly at the sealed stone door, as if someone very important was about to leave him at any moment.

Outside the stone door.

Through blurred vision, Bai Qingxue suddenly saw someone appeared, standing before her, shielding her.

Bai Qingxue was stunned; the silhouette that suddenly emerged seemed intensely familiar, akin to her husband Fang Qingye, yet resembling her son Fang Lin.

Familiar yet strange, strange yet alike.

The person turned back, his face streaked with tears, smiling as he said, "Mother, I’m here to protect you."