Chapter 36: Ten Thousand Miles of Hate and Resentment, Old Friends Are Gone
Linghu Jin lay on his lap, as if his soul had left his body.
Li Lingxi looked at someone through Linghu Jin's body, but Ji Lingche felt that the look in his eyes was both crazy and familiar...
So crazy.
Li Lingxi obviously didn't take those people seriously.
He had waited for this day for far too long.
He took out a white bone from his sleeve, which looked like someone's finger bone.
He held it gently, not wanting to use force, but the finger bones had been rubbed so many times that the edges and corners had been smoothed away, making them round and mellow.
Li Lingxi didn't know when a dagger appeared in his hand. He cut his palm and clenched the finger bone tightly, letting the blood soak into it.
"I offer my blood as a sacrifice to my deceased friend."
The blood-red lamps in the hall began to tremble together, and the light and shadows flickered, making people dizzy.
Faintly, a white residual soul was seen floating out from the finger bone, slowly transforming into a human form.
Ji Lingche hooked her finger, and a silver butterfly flew out from her fingertips and flew towards the remnant soul!
But before it arrived, the moment the butterfly approached the phantom, it turned into crystal blue powder and drifted away in the wind.
Ji Lingche was shocked and thought something was wrong. Then he looked again and saw that Qu Wuji was holding a lightsaber in his hand.
With just a light laugh, Li Lingxi didn't even glance at them. He just stared at the finger bone in his hand. "You guys are really naughty."
Before he finished speaking, Qu Wuji's sword had already swung out, but with a "clang" sound, it seemed as if it had hit the barrier, and the sword wind stopped and turned back!
Li Lingxi didn't move at all. It was as if an invisible barrier had unfolded in front of him, ignoring the two of them.
Ji Lingche whispered, "It's over. This person has really reached the Earthly Immortal Realm."
The gap between the realms of cultivators is like a chasm. No matter how brave and resolute you are, if you fight against opponents of higher levels, you will have no chance of winning and will only end up dead.
This man is now locked here and his power has been greatly weakened, but the two of them are still no match for him.
Ji Lingche stood outside the barrier, looking at the remnant soul, which had already transformed into its original appearance, and couldn't help but be stunned.
But she had nothing in common with the enchanting and charming beauty who brought disaster to the country that she had imagined.
She could even be said to be thin and somewhat lonely.
Li Lingxi raised his hand and placed it on Linghu Jin's forehead, about to crush her original spirit to make room.
Suddenly, he couldn't help but pause, feeling a chill in his palms.
A white residual soul suddenly floated out from Linghu Jin's forehead, and instantly swung in front of the princess's spirit, which had not yet fully transformed, and strangled her neck tightly!
The princess was clearly no match for the remnant spirit and was about to be strangled to death. Li Lingxi's eyes were red, but he didn't dare to act rashly. He shouted, "You dare!"
The remnant spirit said nothing, but just tightly grasped the princess' neck, full of threats.
Li Lingxi seemed to understand something and also grabbed Linghu Jin's neck, sneering, "If you hurt Her Highness, I will make you all die with her."
Ji Lingche couldn't help but squint his eyes. When he saw who the remnant spirit was, he asked in surprise, "Liu...Liu Yeyue?"
Ji Lingche didn’t know many people from aristocratic families, but she was very impressed by this Young Master Yue.
When this man was taken to the Golden Terrace to be executed for the crime of patricide, she was watching from afar among the crowd.
The reason was simple, she just felt sorry for Liu Yeyue.
Aristocratic families are conservative, and female heads of families are rare.
The old patriarch of the Liu family was even more exceptional. Although he only had one biological daughter, Yue, he always lamented that the Liu family had no successors and was in decline.
He adopted as his adopted sons anyone with the surname Liu from the side branches. Even someone with an unknown origin like Liu Yetao was allowed to join his family and serve as a reserve heir.
The same goes for Liu Yeqing. He is not the biological son of the Liu family head, but is just a relative. Yet, he can call Liu Yeyue "sister"...
But these adopted sons he took in were just a bunch of useless people who looked like they were on good terms but were actually at odds with each other and were only capable of jealousy. They were a far cry from the bright and clear Liu Yeyue.
Liu Yeyue was excellent in every aspect, far surpassing her peers, and only then was she qualified to be the young master. However, the old master was still picky and difficult with her. Those adopted sons relied on the master's favoritism and could not obey her. They always called her "sister" in a sarcastic tone and called her "young master Yue" in a pretentious tone...
One can imagine how Liu Yeyue felt in such a situation.
When Ji Lingche first heard that Liu Yeyue had killed that biased old man, he clapped his hands and sighed: Good! It should have been done long ago!
Do we have to wait for others to bestow power and status upon us?
What bullshit is this about legitimacy? It’s obviously all about ability.
Well done, beautiful kill!
But the next time I heard news about Liu Yeyue, it was that she had gone to the Zhuxiantai.
Ji Lingche couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, thinking that Liu Yeyue's actions were too clumsy.
She thought to herself, no matter whether it is the immortal path or the mortal world, there are so many men who kill their fathers and brothers to seize power, and most of them rise to high positions. How did she end up like this?
Since you have already done it, you should be clean. You should come up with a story as soon as possible, find a scapegoat, and make yourself clear.
She was so indecisive that she failed at the last moment, but she couldn't blame anyone else.
Ji Lingche's thunderous methods, judging others by his own standards, are something that no one could have imagined.
The moon is a kind person.
She couldn't do something like killing her father.
That day on the Golden Terrace, Liu Yeyue was pinned down and was about to be punished with thunder, but she suddenly broke free from the shackles and flew up.
Ji Lingche's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself, not submitting to being killed is the true nature of a hero. With such blood and blood, what's the harm in defeat?
Fight your way out quickly and open the eyes of those old guys who look down on you!
Liu Yeyue's attack was as fast as lightning, injuring several people in a row. She quickly drew the long sword from the executioner's waist and pointed it forward suddenly, shocking the people around her so much that they dared not step forward.
But she slowly held the sword across her neck and said word by word: "The daughter does not know the father, and the father does not know the daughter, that's all."
That’s all?
Ji Lingche was stunned. The wind blew the messy hair on Liu Yeyue's face. She looked calm, without any sign of madness or anger, and there was a hint of a bleak smile on her face.
She said calmly, "I, Liu Yeyue, have a clear conscience in everything I do. Right and wrong are in the hearts of the people, and I don't need to defend myself."
"Since Yue is innocent and pure, why would she go to the Immortal Execution Platform?"
"Now I have nowhere else to turn, so I will die to show my resolve."
She raised her lips sadly, "Young Master Liu Yeyue of the Lingnan Liu Clan died from the strife of her aristocratic family, not from patricide. Remember this."
A stream of blood spurted out, and Liu Yeyue committed suicide with her sword.
The bright red was reflected in Ji Lingche's pupils, in the pupils of the real murderer, and in the pupils of everyone.
The wind was roaring and the silence was silent.
I would rather die with fragrance on the branch, than be blown away by the north wind.
What a pity.
"What a pity." Li Lingxi sneered.
He placed his hand on Linghu Jin's forehead and applied a little force. Linghu Jin groaned in pain, frowned, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His soul trembled and he almost died immediately.
The four of them seemed to be in a deadlock, holding each other hostage and no one was willing to give up.
Ji Lingche and Qu Wuji were standing not far away, not knowing what to do for a moment.
Ji Lingche suddenly said, "Senior Li, how about this?"
"This person is extremely important to the Immortal Alliance. Release Linghu Jin, and I will find you a better vessel."
Li Lingxi sneered: "Are you kidding me? Am I being too generous to you——"
"Liar, let her go."
A thin voice was heard, as thin as a mosquito and timid, but the words were clear.
I saw that the princess had completely revealed her true form. Although it was just a faint white light, her appearance could be vaguely seen.
She did not have the demeanor of a pampered princess at all. She had thin legs and was skinny, as if she had been malnourished as a child and had not grown up. Even if you didn't look at her from the perspective of a monk, she was still too thin and small even if you looked at her from the standards of an ordinary woman.
Ji Taier, Ji Lingche thought to himself, this seemed to be her name.
Life is like spring moss, growing without roots and dying without fruit. This name is too cheap for a princess.
"Princess..." Li Lingxi was stunned for a moment, looking up at her, unable to help but be a little dazed, the crazy look gradually faded from his eyes, and was stained with sorrow.
"Let her go," she said again.
Li Lingxi: "No!"
"This is the last bit of your spirit. It will soon dissipate. You..."
Ji Tai'er tilted her head: "Why are you crying? There's nothing to be sorry about."
Li Lingxi stared at her without blinking. Ji Taier's sleeve brushed his cheek, but she couldn't touch him. Only a cool breeze made her appear and disappear.
The person is gone, separated by life and death, and when we meet again after five hundred years, the grass and trees have turned to ashes, and we are separated by the Yin and Yang.
Ji Taier: "Lingxi, let go..."
After a long moment, Li Lingxi slowly raised his hand, removing it from Linghu Jin's forehead. He wanted to grab Ji Tai'er's sleeve, but his hand penetrated the remaining spirit, leaving only a trace of coldness on his hand...
Ji Taier slowly leaned down, looked at him with a smile, and was about to say something to him.
Taking advantage of this gap, Qu Wuji dragged Linghu Jin out. Her life hung by a thread. Qu Wuji placed his palm on her head and collected her scattered soul strand by strand.
Liu Yeyue swung to Linghu Jin's side, but she was already at the end of her strength, and her remaining spirit was about to dissipate.
Ji Lingche stared at Liu Yeyue intently and pointed at something to stop her from wandering: "There is a question that I can't figure out."
Liu Yeyue couldn't help but be stunned. She vaguely felt that this person's magic was familiar. She was a little bit unbelievable and slowly said: "...Lord Guanlan?"
Ji Lingche was surprised to see that she recognized him, but his spiritual power continued to flow into her. He smiled and said, "Long time no see, Young Master Yue."
The dissipation of the residual spirit was irreversible. Even if a Golden Immortal came, it would be powerless to save the situation. Liu Yeyue smiled faintly: "God, you don't have to waste your energy on me anymore."
"What do you want to ask?"
Ji Lingche slowly withdrew his spiritual power, and in an instant Liu Yeyue's figure began to disappear rapidly.
She looked at her, and after a moment's silence, she said, "On the Zhuxian Terrace, the executioner deliberately gave you the sword. You could have walked away, so why did you commit suicide?"
Liu Yeyue did not answer.
She just smiled softly: "So the God was watching me at that time. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
She said nothing, but just cast her gaze at Linghu Jin, lowered her eyes, and cast a heavy gaze on her, lonely and sad, as if she was saying her final goodbye to an old friend.
"I hope the Lord will tell A-Jin that Yue-Xie destroyed her own soul and took my remaining spirit with her... It's a pity that she has to travel such a long way alone."
She lowered her eyes and said, "It's hateful. Our fate in this life is shallow, but I will definitely not let you down in the next life."
When she said this, Ji Lingche was shocked and took a step back.
Looking up again, I saw the willow-leaf moon dissipating like smoke, drifting upwards, becoming veiled in a misty white fog, and in an instant it vanished into nothingness...
Liu Yeqing was kneeling not far away, unable to say anything. He banged his head heavily on the ground, with blood flowing from his forehead.
Ji Lingche was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
This life is shallow, the next life will not let you down...
No wonder.
No wonder Linghu Jin lost his memory.
In order to give Liu Yeyue a chance to survive, she even gouged out a part of her own soul and merged the remaining soul of Liu Yeyue into her own body.
But she damaged her sea of consciousness because of this, forgot about Liu Yeyue, and even forgot why she wanted to be the head of the family like crazy.
But there was a thought that kept lingering in her mind, making her feel as if her heart was burning with anxiety day and night.
She carries the ghosts of her old friends on her body, kills her brother and uncle, and uses all means to ascend to the position of head of the family step by step.
Even she herself forgot why she did it.
Just like that, alone and with a heart full of courage, he walked very far with the remaining souls of his old friends.
But it’s hateful, the water is cold and the wind is chilly, and everyone’s clothes are as white as snow.
Looking back thousands of miles, old friends are gone forever.
Ji Lingche closed his eyes and his head started to hurt again. He felt that the world was like the tide and people were like water, and he was becoming more and more confused about some things.
Suddenly, she felt her breathing stagnate and her neck tightened. Somehow, she knelt in front of Li Lingxi, and he was strangling her!
Then Qu Wu Ji knelt on one knee, covering his chest with his hands and spitting blood on the ground.
The incident happened so suddenly that Ji Lingche's pupils suddenly shrank. He pried Li Lingxi's hand, which was pinching his own, and sneered, "What are you doing?"
She immediately reacted and narrowed her eyes: "Ah... No wonder you let Linghu Jin go. So it turns out your princess didn't like that body and liked mine?"
Li Lingxi laughed like crazy: "Didn't you just say to let that one go and find me a better one? Why are you going back on your word now?"
Ji Lingche:...?
Ji Tai'er curled the corners of her lips slightly, lowered her head and said weakly: "I'm sorry, little sister."
"I really like you."
Ji Lingche raised his head and looked into her eyes, only to find that there was a smile in her eyes, which was filled with suffocating malice, and it did not match her timid tone at all!
Ji Lingche sneered: "But I like this body very much too, and I don't want to give it to you. What do you think I should do?"
Ji Taier looked directly into her eyes and said slowly, "Then I'll come and grab it."
Li Lingxi's hand around her neck suddenly tightened, and Ji Lingche felt a sweet and fishy taste in her throat, as if it was about to be crushed!
Ji Lingche raised the corner of his mouth and sneered with difficulty: "You are really bad. I quite admire you."
Ji Tai'er said nothing and looked at her with a smile.
But the next moment, the smile froze on his face——
She lowered her head and saw a hole in the chest of her remaining soul.
Ji Lingche's hand stabbed her and she felt a chill running down her spine.
How could it be possible...
Ji Taier murmured.
Ji Lingche's living body could actually touch the residual soul?!
She sneered and slowly clenched her fist, gripping Ji Taier's heart, tightening it bit by bit: "Goodbye, Princess."
This incident happened so quickly that everyone was stunned. They only saw a flash of white light and Ji Lingche had crushed Ji Taier's soul.
Wisps of white smoke curled up around Ji Lingche's slender fingers. After the white mist dissipated, Li Lingxi's pair of furious red eyes appeared.
His Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't make a sound. He gasped for breath as if he was suffocating, and his ears were buzzing...
With a "click", he broke Ji Lingche's neck.
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