Chapter 139 Regret



"This child's life force was given to him by you. If death is his destined end, then take it!"

But I don't like being on the upper hand. Even if I'm powerless against a powerful enemy, I'd rather kill myself than give others a chance.

So before he could do anything, I took the initiative to exhaust my last bit of spiritual power and brought the child out of my womb alive.

Deep down, I know that I'm more unwilling to acknowledge or face the possibility that Wen Heng will actually take action against me.

"Wah~" Several loud cries of infants pierced the air.

Since the baby came suddenly, I was in a state of excessive sleep throughout the pregnancy and did not develop any emotional attachment to the child. In fact, when the baby was taken out, I didn't even look at its appearance or whether it was a boy or a girl.

So when I pulled him out of my belly, I thought that rather than dying at someone else's hands as a scapegoat, I might as well take care of this little thing myself.

But Wen Heng seemed to have foreseen my actions, and in an instant, he gathered his spiritual power and snatched the child from my hands.

He was even afraid that if I made another move, he would strike me with spiritual energy from his palm, leaving me helplessly lying on the ground, laughing at him.

"So be it... let it be the child's fate."

But when I saw Wen Heng's back as he turned and left with the child in his arms, only the child's small, red feet were visible, dangling back and forth in the air, as if revealing all his innocence and harmlessness.

For some reason, my heart suddenly ached at that moment.

I even fantasize that the Wen Heng I saw back then, with his son who looked exactly like me, who had traveled from two thousand years in the future to undergo tribulation, were actually the children I have now given birth to.

But soon I realized that it was just wishful thinking on my part, that I had overestimated Wen Heng's character and his feelings.

Wen Heng eventually replaced Ye Ling'er with this child. Ye Ling'er was even able to leave her territory freely, and proudly flaunted her dead fish eyes at me as she wandered around.

The child, meanwhile, lay quietly on the dream flower, which he had enchanted and which was filled with demonic energy, without crying or making a fuss.

No one can get close; it's more like they're keeping me at bay.

After I removed the child, I slept in a daze for a few days. Finally, on a full moon night, my spiritual power seemed to suddenly surge, and I became full of energy.

Feeling refreshed, I had just gotten up when I saw something that shocked and even angered me as I looked down at the mountaintop under the bright moon in the distance.

At that moment, Wen Heng's palm was gathering spiritual power, constantly absorbing the spiritual power of the uncle who had become a slumped kneeling figure, and the uncle seemed to have lost all life.

I stared at the other side in disbelief, and just as I was about to rush over to stop them, the earth began to shake violently.

The two dream flowers that were with that child also began to radiate dazzling light.

At this moment, the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons suddenly appeared, soaring to the center of the two flowers emitting light, as if greedily absorbing the spiritual power of the two flowers.

At this moment, I vaguely felt that my body was constantly absorbing a powerful spiritual energy from the ground, and there was also a spiritual energy that was being drained away by the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons.

I was frozen in place, unable to move, and could only watch helplessly as the uncle, who was on the verge of death, passed away.

Just as I was adjusting my inner energy, Ye Chen, that lackey, suddenly appeared in front of me. He patted my shoulder with his closed folding fan and, looking at Wen Heng and the uncle in the distance, feigned disappointment, saying:

“Ahua, look at this! The man you were so happy with no longer loves you and hurts you in every way. Now he's draining the spiritual power of your only relative, Uncle!”

And let me tell you a secret: he even allowed Ye Ling'er to hold his Soul-Slaying Sword, waiting to extract your uncle's primordial core in hopes of refining it into her own. After all that, do you still like that Great God Wen?

I knew Ye Chen was trying to sow discord, but when I looked up and saw Ye Ling'er holding Wen Heng's Soul-Slaying Sword, she was staring menacingly at the critically ill uncle.

My heart was already beginning to grow impatient and furious. The anger prompted me to quickly regulate my internal energy, and an even more powerful spiritual force began to erupt in my body in a furious outburst!

After a short while, he was finally able to use his spiritual power to fly towards Wen Heng's direction!

At the same time, Ye Ling'er noticed my abnormality and without hesitation drew the Soul-Slaying Sword from its sheath, intending to stab it straight into the uncle's chest!

As my spiritual power continued to surge, just before Ye Ling'er was about to succeed, I used my spiritual power to kick the Soul-Slaying Sword in her hand into the air, and with a single finger spell, the Soul-Slaying Sword was already in my hand.

I thrust my sword fiercely at Ye Ling'er, but she cunningly dodged it, only managing to stab her arm. However, she couldn't dodge the two sweeping kicks I delivered to her chest, sending her flying far away and disappearing from sight as she clutched her injured arm.

After dealing with Ye Ling'er, I didn't hesitate to point my longsword at Wen Heng's neck again, but I was also afraid that if I made any rash moves, the uncle would die at his hands!

All he could do was growl at him in a low voice, "Let the old man go! Or I'll kill you!"

However, Wen Heng seemed to ignore me completely, calmly continuing to absorb the uncle's spiritual power without being moved.

Seeing that the uncle was about to collapse, I became furious and took advantage of his unpreparedness to stab him directly: "I told you to stop! Didn't you hear me?"

But I missed, because Wen Heng and the uncle flashed to the side and dodged my sword!

I was unwilling to give up and continued to stab... so I dodged again.

But I'm not one to be trifled with. With my spiritual power greatly increased, I seized the opportunity and thrust my sword at Wen Heng's constantly flashing figure, relying on my keen eyesight and hearing.

But the longsword was quickly forced back by Wen Heng's spiritual power, and a low groan was heard from him.

Seeing that he was still in the same position, absorbing the spiritual power of the kneeling uncle, he kept flashing and dodging my pursuit.

I feigned nonchalance as I addressed the phantom that was dodging me: "If you hold a grudge because I delayed your soul's return to your body, you can hurt me countless times, torture me, and even condone your harm to innocent infants! I can tolerate it all! But the one thing I cannot tolerate is you harming my uncle. He is innocent and is my bottom line! I will not allow you to harm him even a little bit!"

After I finished speaking, I seized the opportunity again, and with all my killing intent, I stabbed Wen Heng in the chest quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly.

But when I looked up, I saw Wen Heng using the old man's body to shield him, while the Soul-Slaying Sword pierced the old man's chest! What devastated me even more was that both swords had pierced the old man's body, and both wounds were glowing with golden light, like raging fire, slowly spreading and turning the old man's body to ash.

The uncle had already been injured by the sword energy of the Soul-Slaying Sword, and now he has no spiritual power to protect him, nor is he a living soul with a physical body.

Those two sword strikes were enough to kill him.

The middle-aged man's eyes were cloudy, and he managed a weak smile as he tried to speak to me, but he could no longer make a sound.

By this time, my eyes were already blurred with tears. Guilt, regret, sadness, self-blame, hatred—all these complex emotions choked me up. Trembling, I helped the man, who was about to collapse, to sit down on the ground. "Uncle...you won't die! Get up! Sister Fang Rou is still waiting for you to come back. You've been through so much hardship; you can't abandon her again. I have spiritual power over you; I can transfer my spiritual power to you...I can save you..."

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