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Lan Qi groaned, rubbing his forehead, "Without flint, are we supposed to eat pheasants and rabbits raw?"

"Maybe there are people living on this island," Ming Er said optimistically.

"Ideally, this family would have several young, beautiful, and lovely daughters." Lan Qi's words contained obvious sarcasm.

"We also need a few young and handsome sons, after all, the Seventh Young Master possesses both Yin and Yang qualities." The Second Young Master Ming is not one to just sit and take a beating.

The two looked at each other again and laughed at themselves. At this point, all that arguing was a waste of their energy and not worth it at all.

"Let's find a place to rest first, and we'll figure something out when it's light tomorrow." Ming Er got up.

“Yes, at least we need to dry these clothes first,” Lan Qi rarely agreed.

The two walked on the beach, then found a large, sheltered rock, sat down, and first used their internal energy to dry their clothes. Then they meditated and regulated their breathing, entering a state of complete absorption, and of course, they forgot that they were very hungry and thirsty.

The next morning, the two opened their eyes at the same time.

At that time, a sun was slowly rising over the sea, round and smooth like a ruby, casting a soft, rosy glow, adorning the sky, the sea, and the islands with a light red hue. The clouds drifted gracefully, the waves surged magnificently, and seabirds soared gracefully between the clouds and the sea.

Upon seeing this beautiful scenery, the two felt they had never seen anything like it in their lives, and that it was impossible to describe it in a painting.

"Such a magnificent sight should be shared with a beautiful woman." Lan Qi sighed, glancing at Ming Er with her emerald eyes, looking quite regretful.

Ming Er glanced at Lan Qi and said, "Seventh Young Master, you have quite a beauty to admire right now. In my opinion, you have a beautiful woman to share with you."

Upon hearing this, Lan Qi's first reaction was to look down and examine himself. Although his clothes were somewhat dirty and messy, he was still dressed properly. Looking at himself from left to right, he was still a handsome young man.

"Seventh Young Master's long hair is something few women can match." Ming Er smiled slightly, a strange light flashing in his empty eyes.

Lan Qi raised his hand to touch his head, only then realizing that his hair ornament had been washed away in the sea. His long hair was now completely disheveled. He wanted to tie it up, but then thought about it and gave up. He just smiled and said, "Second Young Master, can you only see others but not yourself?" He raised his fan and pointed to himself, who was also missing his hair ornament and had his hair disheveled.

Ming Er calmly replied, "How could I compare to Seventh Young Master? With my hair down..." He left the rest of his words to Lan Qi to figure out.

Lan Qi was already exceptionally beautiful. Even when he was a man, everyone would see him as a handsome young man. But now, with his black hair cascading down his back, coupled with exhaustion and lack of food, his energy was depleted, and his expression showed signs of weariness, adding a touch of femininity.

But Lan Qi was no ordinary person; she would not be swayed by Ming Er's words. Her emerald eyes sparkled as she smiled at Ming Er, rose up, and approached him, saying softly, "Speaking of which, if the object of this homosexual relationship were someone like you, Second Young Master, I wouldn't mind."

The Second Young Master Ming, who usually remained unmoved no matter how Lan Qi teased him, suddenly raised his hand to block, "Don't come any closer!"

Lan Qi raised an eyebrow. Could this fake immortal really be tempted by lust?

To everyone's surprise, Ming's next words were: "It's too dirty."

Too dirty? Too dirty? Too dirty! They actually said that the Seventh Young Master Lan, who is said to be so handsome that men would be ashamed to see him and women would be mad with envy, and who is unique in heaven and earth, is too dirty?!

"And it smells fishy, really stinky." Ming Er casually poured another spoonful of oil over it.

Explosion! The volcano has erupted!

Lan Qi abruptly stood up, his long, ink-painted eyebrows furrowing, and a murderous glint flashing in his jade-like eyes. Pointing down at Ming Er, he unleashed a torrent of furious roars: "You fake immortal, do you still think you're some kind of pristine deity? Your hair looks like a bird's nest, your face like an opera singer, your clothes like a beggar's, and you're covered in mud and sand like you were picked out of a cesspool and thrown into the street. The stench would travel miles! You...you...you're nothing but a pile of dog shit!"

This time, it was the elegant and composed Second Young Master Ming's turn to change color upon hearing this. As a scion of a noble family, from birth to now, everyone he had known, from his family to his friends in the martial arts world, was a refined and elegant person. Even the servants in his household or the rough and tough men in the martial arts world would become exceptionally gentle and polite in his presence. Moreover, whether in the Ming family or in the martial arts world, everyone praised his refined and elegant demeanor. Never before had anyone spoken so rudely, and with such offensive words at that, which truly shocked him.

The elegant and wise Second Young Master Ming pointed at Lan Qi, his words becoming somewhat clumsy, "You...you said that...that...that dirty and smelly..." The Second Young Master had never uttered such vulgar words before, and even if he did, he would feel it was an act of filth.

"I say you're like dog shit dug out of a cesspool!" Lan Qishao declared loudly once again.

“You…you…” Ming Er’s face twitched, as if he couldn’t believe that the dignified Seventh Young Master Lan would utter such vulgarities.

"What? You still don't believe me?" Lan Qi's green eyes gleamed with an eerie light as she pointed to the sea not far away. "Go look at yourself over there. You're even dirtier and smellier than me."

The second young master frowned, then actually walked to the seaside, looked at his reflection in the water, and at first seemed somewhat disbelieving. But after seeing it clearly again, the second young master jumped into the sea.

"Hahaha..." Lan Qi burst into laughter upon seeing this.

Ming Er swam from the shallow water to the deep water, scrubbed himself from head to toe several times, and then returned to the shore.

During this time, Lan Qi did not wash off the mud and sand. Instead, she kept her eyes closed to rest. Only after Ming Er came ashore did she open her eyes and look over. Her green eyes looked Ming Er up and down, his face red from washing and his body soaked. A strange smile appeared on her lips as she said indifferently, "Young Master, you don't happen to have a cleanliness disorder, do you?"

Ming Er did not answer, but instead sat cross-legged in front of the stone wall and used his internal energy to dry his clothes.

Lan Qi sat quietly to the side, her blue eyes observing Ming Er, nodding and smiling as she watched, her smile extremely cunning.

Ming Er finished his exercise after drying his clothes. When he opened his eyes, he met a pair of bright green eyes that were full of interest. His heart tightened immediately.

"Second Young Master," Lan Qi looked at him with a smile, pointing with her finger, "can't you tolerate even the slightest flaw in this shell?"

Ming Er felt relieved to be clean, and smiled and said, "'Without cultivating etiquette, one cannot establish a sense of shame.' I am merely following my family's teachings."

"Is that so?" Lan Qi smiled meaningfully. "Second Young Master, look at your clothes."

Ming Er lowered his head, and then his brows furrowed unconsciously. A layer of fine white salt frost formed on his clothes, which had been dried by his internal energy.

"Second Young Master, you still smell of seawater," Lan Qi added softly.

Ming Er's straight, jade-carved nose wrinkled.

Upon seeing this, Lan Qi's emerald eyes brightened even more, and then she chuckled softly, "Hehe... I only learned today that the Second Young Master of the Immortal Clan suffers from a cleanliness disorder, is very concerned about his image, and cannot tolerate the slightest flaw in his appearance! Haha... So this is your Achilles' heel, isn't it? I've got it!"

Ming Er looked up at Lan Qi, who had a smug expression, and said calmly, "We were swept away by the storm. I wonder if Brother Feng Yi is worried? I also wonder if they survived that storm."

So Lan Qi stopped laughing.

The two were tied again, meaning each had a weakness in the other's hands.

However, Lan Qi would not give up so easily. He glanced at Ming Er with his green eyes and said with a mocking look, "I knew it. When I saw you at Changtian Manor that day, I thought you were a perfect shell with nothing inside."

"So you're just putting on a show of evil inside and out?" Ming Er leaned against the stone wall to relax his muscles. "It's just that everyone has different ways of doing things. Besides..." He turned to look at Lan Qi, a rare sneer appearing on his lips. "In this world, who doesn't wear a shell on the outside?"

“Yes.” Lan Qi closed her eyes and sighed, “Everyone wears a beautiful shell on the outside, but inside it’s a dark and blurry mess, especially in the depths of people’s hearts, where there are things so dark that they don’t even know or admit them.”

Ming Er also closed his eyes, muttering to himself, "Besides, if you are not the best and most perfect, how can you obtain the best and most perfect? The weak will be trampled underfoot all their lives."

His voice was spoken in a very low voice, which sounded rather heavy. Lan Qi couldn't help but open her eyes and turn to look at him. His face was calm and without any emotion. But sometimes, having nothing at all means having a lot.

"Gurgle!" Their stomachs started growling again.

"Ugh, I'm so hungry," Lan Qi said.

“With our skills, we’ve been sleeping in the sea for at least three days,” Ming Er said.

That meant they hadn't eaten for three days, which was awful, so the two of them got up and went to find something to eat.

As soon as they stood up, the two realized that the island was extremely vast and boundless. Looking out, they couldn't see the end at all. What was even more disheartening was that all they could see were rocks, big and small, all kinds of shapes. In short, there were no houses, no green grass or trees, and no pheasants or rabbits leaping about. There were only hard, solid rocks.

"Second Young Master, it must be because you have wronged too many people in the past, so Heaven is punishing you." Lan Qi murmured as he looked at the endless stone beach.

"Isn't it because Seventh Young Master has killed too many people and angered the heavens?" A sense of helplessness appeared on Ming Er's gentle face.

The two looked at each other and sighed.

"What do we do?" Lan Qi asked. His gaze turned to the sea. The water was undrinkable, the raw fish inedible—were we destined to die trapped on this rocky island, especially with this utterly fake immortal?!

“Let’s climb up and look far.” Ming Er pointed ahead. “Maybe there will be some vegetation at the end of that road.” He then turned to look at Lan Qi, his gaze falling on Lan Qi’s shoulder, his meaning clear.

Lan Qi narrowed her green eyes. "Hmph! This fake immortal dares to dream of stepping on my shoulders!" She closed her jade fan and put it into her bosom, saying, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Second Young Master, to lend me your shoulder. If I stand higher, I might be able to see the grass, trees, pheasants, and rabbits ahead."

The Second Young Master Ming glanced at Lan Qi's feet and remarked, "Too dirty."

Lan Qi's lips twitched upon hearing this, and he pointed at Ming Er, saying, "I think the Second Young Master has too much salt on his shoulders."

Ming Er glanced at his own shoulder, and a look of disgust and aversion immediately appeared on his face.

Lan Qi simply sat down on the ground. "There's another way. I'll trouble you to try it, Second Young Master. I'm too tired." He pointed to the stones, indicating that the Second Young Master should stack a few more to make it tall enough.

A gust of wind blew by, and something floated in the air. Ming Er reached out and grabbed it, then couldn't help but laugh, "No need to look."

"Oh?" Lan Qi asked, puzzled.

Ming Er opened his palm, revealing a withered leaf.

Lan Qi's emerald eyes lit up with pure joy, shimmering like emerald glass. Ming Er was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "Let's go."

Where there are withered leaves, there are trees; where there are trees, there may be wild fruits, wild animals, fires, boats, rafts... all possibilities exist.

The two walked towards the direction the wind was blowing. The withered leaves blowing from that direction meant there were trees there. The withered leaves couldn't have traveled across the ocean to be blown here; they could only exist on this island.

This time, the two walked step by step on solid ground instead of using their lightness skills, because neither of them dared to use their true strength. They had not eaten or drunk anything for several days and were only able to endure hunger and thirst by relying on their true strength. The island was so vast that they didn't know how long it would take to find the trees. If they were to run out of strength and be unable to move, they would truly be close to death.

Of course, before setting off, the Second Young Master washed himself in the seawater again. This time, he didn't use his internal energy to force his clothes dry, but let them air dry naturally. Unfortunately, a layer of fine white salt residue remained on his clothes after they dried, causing the Second Young Master to frown from morning till night. Lan Qi didn't wash himself, saying he needed to conserve his energy, so the Second Young Master kept his distance from him the whole way, saying he smelled too bad. As a result, the two inevitably had another argument, but in the end, they both fell silent, not because they ran out of words, but mainly because they were dry-mouthed and exhausted.

The two walked for two days and two nights, and on the third day, as the sun rose, they finally collapsed from exhaustion.

Counting from the day they fell into the sea, the two had gone six days and six nights without food or water. If it were an ordinary person, they would have already died. The reason they were able to hold on until today was not only because of their strong will, but more importantly because of their profound internal strength. However, they were, after all, human beings, flesh and blood bodies that needed to be nourished by the five grains of the human world. Even the most profound internal strength will eventually be exhausted, and even the strongest essence will eventually be depleted.

"I suddenly remembered that I forgot to catch a few fish in the sea that day. Even eating them raw would be better than today." Lan Qi licked his dry lips. He wouldn't think of that unless he was in dire straits. Now that he was willing to eat raw, fishy fish, all he could see were rocks. He was far from the sea. Unless he spent another two days and two nights walking back, did he have the strength for that?

"After walking for so long, it's still just rocks." The pampered young master Ming had no idea about eating raw fish, and could only smile bitterly, "This is the first time in my life I've known what extreme hunger feels like."

The two looked at each other without saying a word; they understood each other perfectly well what was on each other's minds.

Ming Er spoke first: "I've heard of cannibalism before, and now I know why."

Lan Qi scoffed upon hearing this, "I've known for many years why people eat each other."

That's because of extreme hunger, because of the intense desire to survive, because of the selfish and cruel nature of humanity! People can eat each other, so what's more, people killing each other? What in this world is absolutely forbidden? This is a hell where people trample on each other, kill each other, and eat each other!

Just like right now... because we are both in dire straits with no other way out!

I already knew that many years ago, on that snowy winter day...

The two leaned weakly against the stone wall, looking at each other. Their unfocused eyes held a cruel glint in them, yet neither dared to make a move.

They were on guard, maneuvering, and resisting, each waiting for an opportunity to strike decisively. However, their opponent was equal in physical strength, skill, and even strategy, so...

After much deliberation, they both made their decisions. A fight between two people would likely end badly, so rather than perish together, they decided to fight one more time, hoping for a chance to survive.

At the same time, raise your wrist and look at it.

"I always feel uncomfortable drinking my own blood," Lan Qi sighed.

Ming Er also sighed, "That's why we need to exchange them."

Lan Qi sighed again, "How many bites?"

"Three bites." Ming Er finished speaking, grabbed Lan Qi's left wrist, and bit down. This time, he didn't care about the dirt and stench; in the face of a life-threatening crisis, everything had to yield.

"Don't drink too much, or I'll poison you!" Lan Qi grabbed Ming Er's left wrist and bit down on it as well.

The feeling of biting the other person's wrist with one's own lips and teeth, with one's own wrist beneath the other person's lips and teeth, was extremely strange. Skin and lips were pressed tightly together, there was pain, numbness, and tingling, and there was an indescribable feeling in one's heart, spreading from the lips and wrist.

Blood was drawn from the other person's wrist into their mouth, then flowed down their throat, through their chest and abdomen, and into their stomach. For the first time in days and nights, something entered their mouth and stomach. At that moment, it seemed as if some strength had been restored to their body, or at least that's what they thought.

After three bites, in no time at all, the two stood up and looked up, each with a touch of rosy red on their lips. Looking at each other, they felt an urge to bite into the fruit. But don't misunderstand, it was just because it looked a bit like some kind of ripe red fruit, which was of course tempting to hungry people.

"So dirty," Ming Er said with a look of disgust.

"It stinks." Lan Qi said with equal disgust.