Chapter 76 Six Good Deaths
Ji Lingche was slowly backing away when he suddenly felt someone bump into him from behind.
A faint cold fragrance rushed in. Before she could turn her head, her wrist was grabbed and her whole body was pulled backwards, and she was suddenly thrown into an embrace.
Qu Wuji held her tightly and whispered, "Are you okay?"
Ji Lingche laughed and said, "What can happen to me? It's just that this formation is really strange."
Qu Wuji slowly let her go and said with a smile, "If you want to get out, you'll probably have to break through here."
Ji Lingche sighed and said, "No hurry. If you forcefully break this kind of mirror formation, you will definitely suffer backlash."
"I think we should look for a loophole and see if there's a way out..."
Qu Wuji saw through her and chuckled, "From what I see, you think this formation is brilliant for dealing with Yin Pei, and you want to go and admire it."
She snorted coldly and squinted her eyes at him: "You are so good at guessing people's minds—"
Qu Wuji smiled and said, "You're not telling the truth, and you're not allowed to ask me to guess."
Ji Lingche teased, "You are so smart, I can't fool you now."
He lowered his eyes, chuckled, and said, "If I were truly quick-witted, I wouldn't have been fooled by you."
His cool fingers grasped her wrist, and he raised the corner of his mouth: "I've only learned a lesson from your failure."
She joked, "Hey, I'm also afraid of clinging to men. I really can't do anything about you..."
Qu Wuji laughed, still holding her wrist, unwilling to let go. He said, "Okay, if you don't get angry with me, I don't mind pestering you all the time."
Ji Lingche looked at him with interest, then smiled for a long time and said, "That's fine then."
The two stood side by side, chatting casually, when they suddenly heard a loud noise in the distance, followed by a series of crackling sounds, as if countless mirrors were shattering.
There was a faint scorching sword wind coming, the two looked at each other and headed towards the source of the sword wind.
In this formation, when people meet, mirror spirits will also meet, so when they saw Yin Pei from afar, they did not go over, for fear of being sucked in and triggering a series of unnecessary consequences.
The two of them watched from afar and saw that Yin Pei was covered with wounds, with countless holes on his body. His neck had been cut in half and was covered in blood, as if his head was about to fall off at any time.
He was hacking away furiously, his face covered in blood. Though near death, his fury only intensified, as if he was determined to piss himself off before being slain by the Mirror Spirit. He raged, uttering all sorts of nasty things, the most common curse being, "Who the hell dares to use my face?!"
“Go to hell!!”
"You son of a bitch!"
"Bastard! Die!!!"
“…”
Ji Lingche looked at him indifferently as he roared madly, watched him swing his sword one after another, and then watched the sword fall back on him.
He was clearly dying but he refused to budge, as if he was trying to save his last bit of face, but ended up becoming more and more embarrassed.
In fact, if he would only stop, he would not be hurt.
But he insisted on destroying everything, but it also destroyed himself.
Ji Lingche had imagined the situation to be dire, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, it was still somewhat shocking. After a long moment, he could only say, "This man is quite resilient, but he won't be able to hold on for much longer."
Qu Wuji said: "The head of the first family ended up like this."
Ji Lingche sneered softly: "It's all your own fault, who else can you blame?"
Once Yin Pei dies, the power in Yunzhong will be divided up immediately. If it is not controlled, there will be constant disputes, and it won't be long before Yunzhong will change hands.
There was a dull thud, and Yin Pei howled. Blood splattered everywhere, and the arm holding the sword was cut off immediately with his violent sword strike. The spiritual power vibrated, and the long sword was thrown out. It fell to the ground with a clang, slid out, and scraped sparks on the ground.
Yin Pei howled miserably and knelt on the ground. Just now, Ji Lingche broke the tendons of his right hand outside the mansion. He had used his other hand to wield the sword just now, but now his left hand was cut off at the elbow. It seemed that he would never be able to hold a sword again.
He howled a few times, his voice gradually weakening, but his chest continued to rise and fall.
When he became so obedient, Jing Ling also calmed down and knelt like him.
Seeing that he had stopped struggling, Ji Lingche felt bored. He raised his chin slightly, gathering a spell in his hand, and was about to tease him to go crazy, but suddenly paused. Yin Pei suddenly jumped up, raised his foot and kicked the mirror spirit opposite him, spitting blood and foam at the mouth: "Go to hell!"
“Go to hell!”
"Die! Die! Die! Die! Die!"
“…”
Although his arm was broken and he had lost his sword, he was even more murderous. Blood was flowing from his upper body. He kicked Jing Ling wildly and of course he was kicked as well.
Seeing this, Ji Lingche retracted the spell on his fingertips and chuckled, "It seems that the head of the Yin family has already found a way to die."
Yin Pei held his head high until the last moment. Ji Lingche felt that he had regained consciousness in the end and the white barrier in his eyes had faded away. However, he was still like a trapped beast, rushing towards the mirrors full of hatred, running endlessly towards death.
In the end, he got what he wanted.
His soul was smashed to pieces by himself, and his body had been chopped into pieces by himself, leaving no trace of his dignity.
The moment he fell, all the mirror spirits fell with him—
He fought for his life and finally won.
Ji Lingche stared at the body lying horizontally, watching the blood flow out of his corpse bit by bit, dyeing the crystal blue world red.
She said coldly in her heart: "Good death."
The two looked at the man's body and didn't speak for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, Qu Wuji suddenly said, "Yin Su joined the demons and caused you great harm, but you don't seem to despise her. You even speak up for her, to the point of hating Yin Pei."
Ji Lingche: "Yin Su? I will kill her one day, but that doesn't mean I look down on her."
She smiled frankly and said, "She has had a difficult time, but I admire her ability to get to where she is today."
Hearing this, Qu Wuji smiled slightly and said, "Only you can say such words."
She chuckled: "I have always known that the heroes of the world are like carp crossing the river——"
"Appreciate your opponent, praise your opponent, and then defeat your opponent."
"If I fail, I won't hate my opponent. I will only blame myself for not being able to do the job."
Qu Wuji was slightly startled. Ji Lingche stared at Yin Pei's corpse and said, "If I were Yin Su, and had been bullied by such a bastard since childhood, I would definitely peel off his skin and sleep on his flesh..."
Qu Wuji chuckled and said quietly, "Ever since he took the lead in kidnapping Zeyuan, I wanted to kill him."
Ji Lingche looked at him and sneered, "You're just thinking about it. Will you ruin your future because of something like this?"
Qu Wuji looked directly into her eyes, his clear eyes showing some ripples. He smiled and said, "If I say I really went, would you believe me?"
Ji Lingche was stunned. In her impression, this man had an icy appearance when he was young, never doing anything beyond the rules, and had a bit of detached and aloof air. He was simply a role model for all "upright" disciples.
He was mature beyond his years at that time, and he only talked about laws and the Immortal Alliance. In Ji Lingche's eyes, this man was a pure lackey of the Immortal Alliance.
Qu Wu Ji moved closer, his fragrant breath blowing on her face. His tone was soft but not hypocritical.
He simply said, "At that time, my junior brother and I conspired to rob the Nine-Layer Prison of the Immortal Alliance, hoping to release those imprisoned descendants of the Tan family."
Upon hearing this, Ji Lingche looked at him in slight surprise. He continued in his usual tone, "But we were caught after only releasing a few dozen people."
"According to the laws of the Immortal Alliance, our crimes deserve capital punishment. However, the Immortal Alliance gave my master face and only whipped each of us eighty-one times."
Ji Lingche was somewhat speechless. After a long while, he frowned and said, "...Soul-breaking Whip?"
The Soul-Breaking Whip can directly whip the living soul. It will not leave any marks on the body, but it will break the soul with every whip.
When she was young, she was disobedient and caused trouble everywhere, so her master would threaten her with the Soul-Breaking Whip.
Ji Lingche had been hit on the arm by the whip during a fight before, and the pain was so severe that he still felt palpitations.
…But her master never really whipped her, and by the time he died, she had already owed him hundreds of lashes—
Qu Wuji said: "At that time, I was whipped, but I thought of you."
"I think if you do this, you will never fail."
Ji Lingche looked at him silently, but he had already guessed why he was captured. He smiled bitterly and said, "If I were to do this, I would definitely kill all the guards, instead of just immobilizing them like you did."
Qu Wuji smiled and said, "Those few whippings really woke me up. It was then that I realized that if I wanted to make people do what I wanted without bloodshed, I had to reach the highest position."
"But I didn't know at that time that the road I took was paved with blood, but I can no longer turn back."
Ji Lingche said after a long while: "Shang Zheng, you are a compassionate person."
Qu Wuji lowered his eyes and chuckled softly: "I am just a foolish person, how can I talk about compassion."
She held his hand. Qu Wuji paused, then clasped her wrist with his backhand and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. He sighed softly, "Alan..."
From the corner of her eye, she saw the Mirror Spirit in the distance also imitating their behavior and hugging each other. She couldn't help but curl her lips and whispered after a long while, "Qu Wuji, we should go out now."
Ji Lingche: "Let's look around again. If we can't find that iron-faced monk, we'll leave."
Qu Wuji let her go, looked at her bright eyes, and couldn't help but smile: "Okay."
…
The two of them walked around Yin Pei's remains and headed in the opposite direction of Jing Ling, until they had pulled those things so far away that they were almost invisible.
Her consciousness was suppressed in the formation and she could not detect anything unusual.
Ji Lingche thought, if that thing had not completely escaped, it must have been chopped into a bloody mist by her sword.
Qu Wuji held her hand and said, "This formation is a living formation. Keep your back to the Mirror Spirit. As long as you are far enough away, the formation will collapse."
Ji Lingche chuckled: "It seems that Yin Su still knows the head of the Yin family very well."
Yin Su knew that this formation would definitely kill Yin Pei, so he didn't try to seal it at all.
She knew that even if her brother came to his senses later, he would not go back and would only hack himself to death.
…
Just as Qu Wu Ji said, when the two of them walked forward to the limit of the formation, a red light suddenly appeared. The two of them took advantage of the momentum and leaped forward. In an instant, the sky was bright and they had already left the formation.
Looking back, they saw that the scarlet formation was not far away, and the two were standing on the edge of the formation.
Ji Lingche took a few steps forward, his eyes suddenly moved, and he said, "It seems that while we were in the formation, someone took the opportunity to come here—"
She pointed her finger forward and said, "The seriously injured Yin Beiying has been taken away."
Qu Wuji: "Could it be that Patriarch Linghu has returned again?"
She laughed and said, "Based on Linghu Jin's personality, she might have already left Yunzhong."
Ji Lingche's smile cooled slightly: "It seems that this child was most likely taken away by his aunt."
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