Perhaps it was because Liu Buli's will was too strong, that he actually managed to achieve what others considered impossible: controlling the divine sword.
The sword's tremors gradually ceased under his forceful resistance. Only after confirming he had regained complete control of the sword did Liu Buli finally feel the exhaustion of depleted spiritual energy. A darkness swept over his vision, his legs gave way, and he stumbled backward.
Fortunately, Lu Wuming, standing nearby, reacted swiftly, catching him in his arms before Liu Buli could fall to the ground.
Stabilizing Liu Buli, Lu Wuming glanced at the sword in his hand. After a moment's hesitation, he didn't reach out to take it. Instead, maintaining their current position, he leaned down and kissed Liu Buli's lips. Then, with a somewhat helpless smile, he murmured, "Shizun, even if you stabbed me, it wouldn't cause any substantial harm. What were you so worried about? Forcing yourself into this state just makes me worry about you."
He knew very well that Liu Buli, in his current state, wouldn't be able to hear his words.
But even if he could, it wouldn't change anything.
Because in similar situations in the future, Lu Wuming was certain Liu Buli would make the same choice.
It was because they were both like this, always prioritizing each other's safety above all else. Even knowing the other wouldn't die from it, they would absolutely refuse to take any action that could cause their loved one pain.
Lu Wuming was accustomed to Liu Buli's protectiveness, so he couldn't bring himself to blame him.
He simply picked Liu Buli up, looked around, and finally, amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, spotted Shen Muzhi sitting on a rock in the woods not far away.
After recounting the events that had just transpired and gesturing to the person in his arms, Lu Wuming asked, "My Shizun has fainted. Is there any way to wake him up?"
Hearing his explanation and looking at Liu Buli's current condition, Shen Muzhi shook his head decisively. "There's no need to wake him. This is the normal result of spiritual energy depletion. Even if he had fallen into demonic cultivation and his spiritual energy turned into demonic energy, he would still have limits. Liu Buli is still an ordinary person. All ordinary people have limits. His current state is simply him accidentally touching his limit. Falling unconscious is just a self-preservation mechanism of the body. You don't need to worry so much. Once he recovers sufficiently, he will naturally wake up."
Shen Muzhi was a physician, the best in the world at that. Liu Buli had told him this many times since his return, so Lu Wuming had taken it to heart.
Given Shen Muzhi's esteemed position, his words naturally carried considerable weight.
Lu Wuming hesitated for a moment, then nodded to show he understood. He then looked at the mountain. Due to the battles of the past few days, most of the remaining houses and courtyards of the Dan Sect had been destroyed by the various cultivation techniques of the cultivators. Even if they returned now, there would be nowhere for them to rest peacefully for a night.
Knowing this clearly, Lu Wuming became somewhat conflicted. Finally, he honestly looked towards Shen Muzhi and asked, "Where do we go now?"
Liu Buli needed rest, a fact even Lu Wuming understood. And they couldn't possibly rest on this blood-soaked mountain, could they?
With Liu Buli currently unconscious, asking him for his opinion was impossible.
Lu Wuming wasn't particularly bright, so all the pressure naturally fell on Shen Muzhi. And Lu Wuming's question was indeed something that required serious thought.
The cultivators who had intended to cause them trouble were now mostly dealt with. So, even if they were to go elsewhere, they shouldn't face too much obstruction.
Or rather, no one would dare to obstruct them.
Shen Muzhi was well aware of this.
Given the current situation, going to Water City to find his brother was clearly the option with the best quality of life.
However, Yun Xiang's coffin was still with them. Traveling to meet his brother with a coffin, even if Shen Muyan didn't mind, Shen Muzhi felt it was somewhat inappropriate.
So, after much deliberation and hesitation, Shen Muzhi's eyes suddenly lit up.
As if he had found an excellent solution, he smiled at Lu Wuming and said, "I've thought of a very good place, but you probably won't remember where it is. You just bring your Shizun and the wedding attire you prepared. If there's any more, bring some red silk and the like. I'll bring Yun Xiang and the dragon bone, and we'll go to a place where no one will disturb us to hold the wedding we promised."
Lu Wuming didn't quite believe him.
After all, the cultivation world was in such disarray now; finding a place undisturbed by others seemed almost impossible.
However, he had no other options, so since Shen Muzhi had said so, he followed along.
Perhaps it was because the final struggle with the divine sword had caused too much damage, that even after taking medicine, Liu Buli remained unconscious for the next period, leaving Lu Wuming to hold him.
As they followed Shen Muzhi to another mountain, Lu Wuming looked at the surroundings and finally felt a sense of familiarity.
After a moment of silence, he asked Shen Muzhi, "We've been to this place before, haven't we?"
"Yes, we have. It was here that Si Qi agreed to try things out with me," Shen Muzhi smiled, then walked directly to the edge of a cliff. "When you jump, don't use any spiritual energy, don't resist at all. Just pretend you've accidentally fallen off a cliff. This place isn't high; you'll reach the bottom when you jump."