A swarm of bats, heading straight for Fu Ruhai.
Fu Ruhai, startled, cried out, "This is bad!"
Liu Sandao, quick as lightning, used a magic spell to spill a glass of water from the restaurant table and swiftly cast the Secret Technique of the Water's Flow.
The water immediately transformed into a thousand ice spears, piercing towards the bats.
However, this greatly weakened the golden light of the Fortune Manual. A red light suddenly flashed in the air, bathing the entire living room as if it were washed in blood.
Liu Sandao could only use the Secret Technique of the Water's Flow, creating a water barrier to shield everyone, hoping it would block the red light and fend off the approaching bats.
But the barrier created did not stop the red light in the air; instead, it caused more of the red light to pierce into Mei Ziqi's body.
The approaching figure couldn't help but laugh heartily:
"Liu Sandao, let's see how you stop me this time!"
With the situation critical, Liu Sandao had no time to address the approaching figure. Instead, he shouted at Fu Ruhai:
"Dahai, is there any way to stop this spiritual root from absorbing the fortune fruit and save Mei Ziqi?"
"This... this..."
Fu Ruhai, of course, had no answer.
He had only just obtained the Fortune Manual. As for the incantation, he had merely read the words on the first page aloud, never expecting the Fortune Manual to react so powerfully.
If Liu Sandao knew that Fu Ruhai was like this, he might have been infuriated to death.
But in the current situation, there was no room for hesitation.
Liu Sandao's spell could only protect himself, Fu Ruhai, and Zhao Xiaoying. It had little effect on Mei Ziqi,
as the red light had already begun to absorb the fortune fruit from his body.
"Quick! Save Mei Ziqi!"
Fu Ruhai shouted.
He hoped Liu Sandao was the man who could destroy heaven and earth, the immortal venerable who ruled a domain.
But Liu Sandao had rarely fought anyone from the outside world since his birth and had no idea of the true level of his abilities. Suzhou Novel Network
He could only improve his strength by constantly engaging in battles and studying the Secret Technique of the Water's Flow.
Seeing the situation, the approaching figure was pleased. He didn't need to exert himself further; the red light would naturally absorb the fortune fruit.
This was exactly what he wanted, and nothing could stop it.
He had thought he would never have a chance to obtain the fortune fruit while in Sandong City. He never expected Gu Siyu to find a way to directly cripple the Fortune Manual.
Brilliant, truly brilliant!
This was his discernment; those he set his sights on were never wrong!
One spiritual root, countless fortune fruits.
"It's no use, still can't save Mei Ziqi! Your magic can't block that red light at all!"
Fu Ruhai grumbled, and Liu Sandao felt a surge of anger.
Fu Ruhai, the chatterbox, was never one to speak like this. If anyone lost hope, wouldn't they be utterly disappointed!
But Fu Ruhai was speaking out of desperation, and all he could do now was hope Mei Ziqi wasn't too despairing.
If he could just hold on for a while longer, perhaps he could think of a solution.
To their surprise, Mei Ziqi was extraordinarily calm and seemed to feel no pain at all. He even said to Liu Sandao:
"Don't waste your effort, it's too late. I saw what happened to Fang Huairan earlier. You gods, I finally understand.
For the sake of our friendship as classmates, could you do me a favor?"
The spiritual root emitting the red light did not greedily suck Mei Ziqi's fortune fruit like it did Fang Huairan's.
Instead, it proceeded in a slightly faster but gentle manner, which made the approaching figure a little anxious.
But seeing that Liu Sandao and Fu Ruhai were powerless, he dismissed his concerns.
"What favor?" Fu Ruhai immediately asked.
If the fortune fruit were completely absorbed, the person would die. Therefore, this was a dying request, and he had to agree to it no matter what.
"You are gods, and gods can surely erase memories, right?"
Fu Ruhai nodded gently. Liu Sandao could do it; he knew that very well.
"If Zhao Xiaoying can be saved, can you erase the memories of me from her mind? I want her to live a peaceful and carefree life from now on!"
This was not difficult for Liu Sandao. The challenge was truly not wanting Zhao Xiaoying to remember him?
Doing good deeds without leaving a name was seemingly a form of dedication that this nation had always advocated.
But in today's society, that was no longer the case.
Therefore, Mei Ziqi's method seemed a bit rigid, yet it was the most touching.
Liu Sandao was slightly moved: he never imagined that this inconspicuous ordinary person beside him would, at the end of his life, think wholeheartedly of the one he loved. Was this true love?
"Aren't you going to regret this?"
Mei Ziqi didn't speak but simply shook his head.
He seemed to have lost the strength to speak. As Fu Ruhai and Liu Sandao watched, the fortune fruits, one by one, gradually entered the red-glowing spiritual root.
Strangely, the red light only shone on Mei Ziqi, and did not at all shoot towards Zhao Xiaoying.
Logically, since the red light could penetrate Liu Sandao's barrier, it should have been able to absorb the fortune fruit from Zhao Xiaoying's body, but it did not.
At this moment, Zhao Xiaoying was staring blankly at Mei Ziqi, unable to utter a word.
After speaking to Fu Ruhai, Mei Ziqi turned to look at her and smiled.
He wanted to leave her with a beautiful impression for his last moments in this world.
From that smile onwards, until the red light disappeared.
Zhao Xiaoying's heart yearned countless times to touch that face, but she couldn't make a single move. She felt an immense pressure in her heart, suffocating her.
First, Fang Huairan's pained expression, then Mei Ziqi's smile. The two images constantly alternated in Zhao Xiaoying's mind.
"Ah!"
Zhao Xiaoying screamed and clutched her head, then fainted.
Fu Ruhai immediately rushed to help her up. "Zhao Xiaoying, Zhao Xiaoying!"
The golden light of the Fortune Manual had little effect on the red light, so Liu Sandao naturally stopped chanting the incantation. Seeing Fu Ruhai holding Zhao Xiaoying, he immediately went to check on her condition.
He reached out to feel her breath; it was very weak.
"It's alright, this is a convulsion. She's just temporarily fainted! Pinching her philtrum will do!"
Liu Sandao said, pinching her philtrum.
At this moment, Mei Ziqi also collapsed, falling straight onto the ground not far away.
The approaching figure retracted the spiritual root, let out a hearty laugh, and departed.
"If only we had come earlier! Things wouldn't have come to this." Fu Ruhai couldn't help but complain.
Liu Sandao did not reply. Instead, he remembered Mei Ziqi's dying wish and gently touched Zhao Xiaoying's forehead, erasing all her memories of Mei Ziqi.
He only left that blurred smiling face forever in her dreams.
"The thing emitting the red light is the spiritual root of Old Ancestor Fu Ling. I must go and ask him why he did this!"