This week was destined to be tough for Tu Weierxi.
Her closest elf girlfriends had all gone home.
Although there were still some senior elves she could walk back to the dorm with, so she wasn’t exactly lonely, every time she thought about Qu Weichen refusing to leave with her… she felt anxious and sad about the coming Sunday.
That sadness came out when she got up early to run laps with Qu Weichen.
She followed Qu Weichen for twenty laps, then practiced a set of martial arts with her.
During a short break, Tu Weierxi noticed Qu Weichen looked completely normal, not sad at all.
So Tu Weierxi’s sadness doubled.
She’d already considered Qu Weichen her best friend, but after everything that happened, Qu Weichen didn’t seem to care about leaving them at all.
As for asking Qu Weichen to leave with her… she knew Qu Weichen probably wouldn’t agree, but wasn’t there still a small chance? Tu Weierxi had really hoped for it.
After this goodbye… who knew what Uweinuo would become? Could the Prison Sanctuary really stand strong? After such a big upheaval, would the clan still let them come to Uweinuo to study? Even if she came back, would Qu Weichen still be here? There were just too many unknowns.
Even if no other races got involved, just the conflict between the Prison Sanctuary and the royal family within the human race was enough—the elves definitely wouldn’t want to get mixed up in that kind of standoff.
One week.
Back when she was in school, a week used to feel so long, but now Tu Weierxi felt like she blinked and it was already Sunday.
It was like she’d only talked to Qu Weichen about leaving the day before, like just a second ago they were eating together in the cafeteria, and then suddenly her mother arrived in Uweinuo, got everything ready, and it was time to go.
There wasn’t much to pack—everything just went into a spatial ring.
Tu Weierxi was a bit down as she held her mother’s hand and walked out of the dorm, only to see Qu Weichen waiting there, though she didn’t know when she’d arrived.
“Is that your friend?” her mother asked gently.
“Go talk to her.
I’ll go check how the other elves are doing with their packing.”
“…Okay.” Tu Weierxi replied, her mother ruffling her hair affectionately, making her sway a little before she walked over to Qu Weichen.
“This semester, the academy probably won’t be able to keep going.
You should ask for leave, and if you can stay in the Prison Sanctuary, don’t leave.
There are training grounds there too, so it shouldn’t affect you much,” Tu Weierxi said.
“As for theory classes, you’ve already got the books, so you can just study on your own.”
“I will.” Qu Weichen couldn’t help but smile.
She hadn’t expected that even now, this little elf was still worried about her future.
She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t touched, but Qu Weichen didn’t want to show it.
They were about to part ways, and she didn’t want to make the elf cry.
“It’s a long way from Uweinuo to the Elven Forest.
You all need to be careful on the road.”
“You can still smile—” Tu Weierxi pressed her lips together, then sighed, finally letting it go.
“If everything goes well, let’s meet again next year, okay?”
“Of course,” Qu Weichen said.
“Don’t slack off on your training when you get back.
You’re going to be a martial artist, after all.”
“Definitely.
When I come back next year, I’ll duel you and see who’s improved more.”
They chatted for a while, and then Tu Weierxi’s mother returned, leading a large group of elves.
This was probably the last group of elves leaving Uweinuo.
Qu Weichen walked out with Tu Weierxi, side by side.
After leaving the academy, Tu Weierxi’s mother went to the residential area to pick up another group of elves.
Outside the city, carriages were already waiting.
With magical assistance, they could travel a thousand miles a day and get back to the Elven Forest quickly.
As she walked with them, Tu Weierxi looked at the once-bustling streets, full of emotion, but there was nothing she could change, and neither could the elves.
As the city gates drew near, she grabbed Qu Weichen’s hand and pressed a blue-purple gemstone into her palm.
The gem was half the size of her hand and very hard.
“I don’t have much to give you, so take this as a parting gift,” Tu Weierxi said.
“It’s not a rare gem, but I really like this blue-purple one.”
[Wind Thunder Stone, contains the power of wind and thunder, enhances wind and thunder magic when set in a staff.] Number Nine helpfully provided a description.
[As for the price, I won’t mention it.
After all, measuring a gift like this in money is disrespectful.]
Qu Weichen held the gem, thought for a moment, then took out a pair of bone daggers from her storage.
“These are the spoils from my first magical beast hunt, and they’re my favorite weapons.” She shoved the bone daggers into Tu Weierxi’s hands.
“They’re a bit worn and maybe not super sharp anymore, but if you sharpen them, they’re great.”
Tu Weierxi gripped the daggers tightly, looking at Qu Weichen as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she just waved.
“So, see you?”
“See you,” Qu Weichen said.
“My friend.”
Tu Weierxi ran to her mother, who also waved at her.
The long line of carriages had been waiting for a while.
Qu Weichen watched Tu Weierxi get in, and the elf convoy slowly left.
She watched the convoy disappear from sight, then turned around, her emotions hidden away.
Qu Weichen quickly walked back into the city—she had to keep training.
Just as she stepped through the city gate, a piercing alarm sounded inside the city.
As people around her gasped in shock and panic, Qu Weichen lifted her head, as if she could smell the familiar scent of blood—
“Undead, undead… undead attack!!!”
Uweinuo descended into chaos.
“Where’s the Prison Army?!”
Qu Weichen stood frozen for a moment.
There weren’t many troops left in Uweinuo—the city guard was weak, and most of the Prison Army had gone to the passage.
Even if they rushed back now, it would take time.
More importantly—
This sudden undead attack felt more like a long-planned conspiracy.
At the same time, the passage at Beast Roar Mountain was probably already stabilized, and the undead army had likely poured out from there.
“Defend the city!”
A dark summoning array lit up outside, sacrificial blood splattered everywhere.
A skeletal-thin undead mage stood in the center of the array, holding a knife in both hands and stabbing it into his own heart.
Blood flowed everywhere, lighting up the array, and black mist rolled in as the gate to the Abyss quietly appeared—
From a purple-black void that appeared out of nowhere, a towering undead knight charged out, then a second, a third… countless undead skeletons surged forward with flashes of red mist creatures.
They charged in silence, and the black mist of the Abyss that came with them seeped into Uweinuo ahead of them, spreading through the city.
Uweinuo’s gates were slammed shut.
Dwarf-made magic crystal cannons were quickly pushed onto the walls.
All the priests and bishops from the Temple of Light rushed over, and the city’s mages gathered on the walls, their chanting overlapping as all kinds of lights lit up the ground outside.
Guards braced the gates, while another team quickly evacuated the city’s residents, urging them to leave as fast as possible.
Every city gate was busy, the undead army had surrounded Uweinuo, and dark clouds hung over the city.
“Light Purification!”
“Meteor Flame!”
“Thunder—Judgment Array!”
…
One high-level spell after another was cast, flashes of light magic exploding outside, purifying every undead.
The weaker skeletons lost the soul fire in their eyes the moment they touched the purification spells.
Huge fireballs fell like meteors, smashing undead knights into dozens of bone fragments.
Thunder arrays struck down, leaving scorched earth wherever they landed.
“Boom—” The city gate was slammed hard.
The red misty evil spirits flew up to the walls, only to be purified by the light mages in the back row, vanishing with a shriek.
But they kept coming, seemingly endless.
Mages needed time to chant their spells, so… when an evil spirit suddenly latched onto a mage, it chewed off half his flesh in an instant.
“Purify!” Light magic came just in time.
The mage trembled in pain, but didn’t stop chanting.
A huge healing array lit up on the wall, golden light raining down on everyone holding the line.
“Fire!—” “Boom!—” The magic crystal cannons kept firing.
The giant race carried two shells each, running back and forth.
Their strength let them lift and aim the cannons directly, helping keep the undead at bay.
“It’s the elves! The elves didn’t leave right away—they came back to help us fight the undead!” the commander watching the battle from the wall shouted.
“Hold the undead! Kill!”
“Roar—” The whole city seemed to shake.
A massive, mountain-like purple-black armored beast crawled out of the Abyss Gate, the spikes on its back glowing with eerie purple light, its eyes swirling with demonic energy.
With a single low roar, it charged straight at Uweinuo’s city wall, trying to smash it down!
“Damn it!” Most of the city’s strong fighters had gone to Beast Roar Mountain, leaving Uweinuo’s defenses thin.
And now an abyssal behemoth was coming out of the Abyss Gate?!
A group of people rushed through the air.
“Hold the gate! Leave the beast to us!” Qu Weichen looked over and saw that one of them was Teacher Xu from Uweinuo Academy? Were those all the academy’s instructors? No, not just instructors.
With a dragon’s roar, someone transformed into a dragon midair, diving down to pin the behemoth, stopping it from breaking through.
But the dragon was clearly no match—the beast’s huge, spiked tail slammed into the dragon, and with a powerful twist, the abyssal behemoth pinned the dragon down.
Luckily, the others arrived to help, joining the fight against the beast.
“All residents, return to your homes immediately!”
“Get ready, open the main city gate, prepare to face the enemy!”
The city gate was already cracked from the undead army’s assault.
Outside, there were countless skeletons.
Inside, the city guard and Light Knights were ready for battle.
Uweinuo didn’t have many troops left.
Rather than spreading them thin, it was better to let the mages clear a wave, then open the main gate and draw the undead army’s main force in for a decisive battle!
“Boom—” A huge explosion sounded in the distance, loud enough for Uweinuo to hear the commotion from Beast Roar Mountain.
Reinforcements? Clearly, there was no hope.
With the undead attacking here and the passage stabilized, Beast Roar Mountain was obviously under attack too.
This was clearly an Abyssal plot!
“Don’t retreat a single step—kill!”
Qu Weichen didn’t evacuate.
She threw on the Prison Sanctuary’s outer robe and slipped into the city guard’s ranks.
Number Nine was freaking out in her head, not understanding—what was Qu Weichen’s strength? The city guard were all at least third-rank martial artists.
How could a student like her join the fight?! But Qu Weichen’s eyes were burning with determination.
She ignored Number Nine’s frantic protests, gripped her daggers, and when the city gate opened, she charged out with the soldiers.
“Kill!—”
“Undead army, you go no further!”
