The King of Hell's Genius Pampered Wife
chapter-1804

Xi Yue cocked her head to one side and asked, “Did you hear a child’s voice?”

“A child? No?”

Everyone shook their heads, but Xi Yue focused her hearing and listened intently for a moment. Her expression grew increasingly certain. “There are definitely cries for help from a child—a boy, coming from that courtyard.”

Without waiting for a response, she immediately darted toward the back, flying swiftly in the direction of the cries.

After flying for a while, Xi Yue saw a collapsed structure. This was the side courtyard of the realm lord’s mansion. It should have been quiet and elegant, but at this time it was in ruins.

Xi Yue’s ears twitched slightly. With a wave of her hand, the bricks and rubble that had been stacked on top of each other immediately flew away.

Soon, a faint light emerged, revealing a light golden barrier of spiritual energy. Inside the barrier were two young children.

The boy’s face was deathly pale, and he seemed to be barely breathing. Yet, he clutched his unconscious sister tightly, murmuring, “Help… please help my… sister. Someone… please help my… sister…”

Xi Yue swiftly descended, shattering the barrier of spiritual energy. She caught the boy’s frail, swaying body and helped him up.

The boy struggled to open his eyes and looked at her, a faint smile appearing on his face. “You… you heard my… cries…”

Xi Yue nodded. “Yes, I heard it!”

“And my sister… she’ll be saved… right, won’t she?”

Xi Yue said without hesitation, “Yes, I will save her.”

“That’s… that’s great… Mother always said… to protect… my sister…”

Before he finished speaking, the boy finally passed out.

Xi Yue pulled her hand back and saw it was covered in blood from the boy’s injuries.

Xi Yue smiled and infused her pure water spiritual power into the boy and girl. Then, she said calmly, “Don’t worry, you and your sister will survive.”

As Xi Yue was speaking, people from the Anling Family and Weizhi rushed over.

As soon as he saw the two children in Xi Yue’s arms, Anling Yao burst into tears and rushed toward them, “It’s Jun and An. They’re alive! Uncle, Brother, come quickly! The children are still alive!”

Xi Yue stopped them from rushing over and said calmly, “They are seriously injured and need immediate treatment. Carry them onto the flying sword; we need to find a safe place.”

“Yes, Mr. Xi!” Anling Yao choked with sobs, “If it weren’t for you, we would have lost Jun and An.”

Xi Yue glanced around and shook her head. “It looks like a warrior at the Soul Split Stage self-destructed here. The force of such an explosion would normally kill everything nearby, especially two children. But it seems the person who self-destructed used the last of their spiritual essence to form a protective barrier around them.”

“If it weren’t for that protective barrier, they would have been dead by now. So, the one you should be grateful to is the person who created that barrier.”

Anling Yan wiped away her tears and bowed deeply to Xi Yue, her voice choked with emotion. “Mr. Xi, the one who created the protective barrier must have been my uncle. He’s the only Soul Split Stage warrior in the realm lord’s mansion. But if it weren’t for you finding them, his last effort would have been in vain.”

“Mr. Xi, our family is deeply indebted to you. If you ever need anything, the Anling Family will be there to help. We swear this on our honor.”