Chapter 108108 Ending That Beautiful Battle...

The pleasure of killing his enemy with his own hands suddenly collapsed into something he did not understand. The light joy and excitement gradually broke apart and turned into a heavy, cold burden that fell heavily on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Gu Minghui could not remember how the battle ended, nor how he left the battlefield.

Later, he learned from Chi Zhaoming about the situation on the front battlefield: the machine that could devour spiritual energy was destroyed in the bombardment, and Baril, who lost his mind, showed a fatal flaw. The other demons also lost their reason to cooperate and quickly scattered.

He only remembered the rapid breathing, the pungent smell of blood, and the blood stains on his hands that quickly cooled.

Also, when he stumbled out of the portal and saw that familiar figure, he felt like he was falling into an icy cave.

**

In the basement of the Treasure House, Phoenix sat cross-legged at the center of the formation, eyes closed, concentrating on maintaining the stability of the teleportation formation.

"What are we having for dinner?" Bai Xian squatted beside him and asked boredly.

Feng Huang opened one eye with a lack of interest: "Aren't you going back to Linghuang Mansion to eat?"

"Those kids are here too. Aren't they going to have dinner together?" Bai Xian asked.

Phoenix replied absentmindedly, "Sure."

"So what should we eat?" Bai Xian took out his phone from his sleeves in a worried manner. "After we finish here, we can go back to Jinwuyuan to cook. We may not have enough time. If we go out to eat together, I don't know where to go..."

Bai Xian turned on his phone. At that moment, it was as if an invisible wind gently passed by his ears, bringing with it a long and heavy sigh, like a belated farewell from an old friend.

Bai Xian couldn't help but shudder, his heart beating faster in his chest.

Feng Huang snatched Bai Xian's phone. He froze for a moment, then slowly put away the hand holding the phone and explained in a way that was more obvious than obvious: "I'll choose the restaurant."

The phone was vibrating. Bai Xian took a quick look. Even with the screen locked, the little red dot indicating the message was flashing.

"Someone is back." Feng Huang hurriedly hid her phone and stood up. Bai Xian, confused, followed Feng Huang's gaze and looked towards the teleportation array.

Unexpectedly, the first person to rush out from the light of the transmission array was Gu Minghui. His expression was frozen between dullness and shock.

Before Bai Xian could figure out anything from the ferocious looks of him and his friends, Gu Minghui had already rushed forward and grabbed Feng Huang by the collar.

After stepping out of the teleportation array, Gu Minghui's expression changed again and again, and finally settled on anger and hatred. His eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was filled with anger that was about to burst out of his throat: "You——"

Feng Huang let him drag her, without any intention of resisting. His face showed a helpless and pleading look, and he whispered hurriedly: "Calm down first, I can explain..."

Bai Xian keenly caught the lip shape of Gu Minghui's unspoken half sentence: "Fake".

Chi Zhaoming followed Gu Minghui and his friends out. He had a strange look on his face, and his eyes wandered between Gu Minghui and Feng Huang, as if he was looking for some kind of answer.

Silent accusations echoed in the air, and a secret swirled in this basement.

Gu Minghui still didn't let go of Feng Huang, his knuckles turned white from the force. None of his friends stepped forward to stop him, they just stared at Feng Huang in silence and anger.

The phoenix maintained a non-resistance protective posture, his body slightly tilted, as if trying his best to use himself as a barrier to block Bai Xian's sight.

At this moment, Yue Jingting stepped out of the magic circle, and asked in a dazed tone: "Chief Chi, why did you suddenly notify me to come back?"

Just when everyone else's attention was attracted by Yue Jingting's voice, Bai Xian noticed that Chi Zhaoming pressed the communicator twice without saying a word.

The light of the teleportation array was still on, but no new figures emerged from it.

Silence grew here, and Bai Xian felt like an outsider in this situation.

Phoenix sighed deeply, breaking the endless confrontation. He raised his hand: "I can explain."

"But do you really want to know the truth?"

No one spoke, no one dared to really say that possibility, but Phoenix - perhaps he should not be called Phoenix now, obviously understood this silence as tacit consent.

A wave of spiritual energy spread out, and the face of the "Phoenix" began to change, revealing the true appearance of the immortal bird.

Everything around seemed to be still. Bai Xian heard a loud noise and his mind went blank.

**

That is a very long story.

For example, the Phoenix was once Feng Qingwu's loyal servant, but was unfortunately brainwashed later. He was rescued by Ning Changkong not long ago and his memory was restored.

For example, when Ning Changkong was alive - Bai Xian shuddered involuntarily when he thought of this word - Ning Changkong and Phoenix reached a cooperation and temporarily exchanged identities.

Phoenix was in charge of impersonating the phoenix and opening the door to the burial place of the gods, while Ning Changkong was to pretend to be the immortal bird and take advantage of the chaos brought in by the Alien Bureau to destroy the machine that controlled the decline of spiritual energy.

"So..." Gu Minghui's voice was hoarse and almost unrecognizable.

"Don't blame yourself, his death was part of the plan." Phoenix said calmly, as if he was telling a story that had nothing to do with him.

"Everything is operating as normal. Your actions simply add some... unnecessary drama to the situation."

Unnecessary drama? Chi Zhaoming could hardly believe his ears. He opened his mouth, wanting to scold Phoenix for his ruthlessness, but suddenly stopped when the words came to his lips.

He realized that if it was really Ning Changkong standing here, his words would probably be as calm and direct.

Damn it, he should have sensed something was wrong when Phoenix asked him to forge the sword. He should... he should have been more sensitive.

"It's a lie."

The little fox suddenly stood up and knocked over a chair with its tail. The loud noise of the chair falling made everyone shudder unconsciously.

"The death of the Phoenix caused strange phenomena in Penglai - everything outside is in chaos!" There was a slight tremor in her voice, but more of it was determination.

"If the teacher really wanted to leave, he would never leave such a scar!"

Phoenix nodded readily and admitted: "Indeed, there were some omissions. We were negligent in this regard and did not formulate a corresponding plan. Ning Changkong himself did not expect that at this point, he was still a phoenix."

Phoenix thought that Ning Changkong's body had been completely corroded by the evil spirit inside and out, to the point where it was almost irreparable.

Just a few days ago, in order to collect the spare phoenix blood, Ning Changkong drained half of his blood alive, and then let Phoenix use Nirvana Fire to pull him back from the brink of death. After two rounds of this, he barely cleared the influence of the evil spirit and extracted pure phoenix blood.

Just this morning, Ning Changkong said in a weak voice in the telepathic connection that he must be prepared for failure in this attempt - he might not have the energy to ignite the Phoenix Fire again. He probably didn't expect that he would still be judged as a phoenix by this world.

Wen Qingsheng asked sinisterly, word by word, "To what extent?"

Every word was like a heavy stone, hitting the heart of everyone present.

Phoenix looked away stiffly. This part should not be disclosed in theory... It was not included in his pre-set program.

His silence was heavier than any words.

Yan Xiaoling sobbed and spoke incoherently: "The exchange did not start today."

"Before, before, he was the one who fought with us... No, he was the one who fed us the moves, right?"

Wen Qingsheng turned to look at Yan Xiaoling in shock. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but was choked by sobs and was left with only silent grief.

At this moment, the name Lin Jinsong has taken on more meanings: companion, close friend, guide, and the most selfless teacher.

And the victims who were killed by their own hands.

This makes sense. The phoenix, whose spiritual power is naturally able to eliminate evil, is forcibly fighting against evil...

What kind of torture is this? How much pain must he be in?

As if all his strength had been drained away, Su Yunyao could no longer support himself and squatted on the ground without any image. Tears silently flowed down her cheeks, and he hugged himself tightly in despair.

Teacher, if this is the last lesson you will teach, why choose such a tragic and horrific way?

In the tea room used for receptions at Jinwu Garden, only intermittent crying sounds were left, but the owner of this place would never respond again.

**

Chi Zhaoming was the first to recover from his shock and grief. He cleared his throat and changed the subject: "So, what should we do next? Should we announce that Feng Huang has indeed passed away, or should we say..." His words hung in the air.

Everyone probably silently thanked him for changing the subject. They all knew that Phoenix was deliberately avoiding some heavy details, but no one was willing to really dig into the details.

Everyone knows that some questions, once asked, may reveal unbearable truths.

Phoenix answered seriously: "If this effort to destroy the machine fails, we will be dragged into a protracted war with the devil. According to the plan, I will continue to play the phoenix until the world no longer needs the phoenix."

The Phoenix turned his neck and said with a hint of relief: "But now everything is going well and my mission is over. I don't mind your arrangements."

Yue Jingting, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke: "Has he only considered the possibility of failure?"

Phoenix nodded: "Basically, I only considered how to prepare after the plan fails. As for the rest...ah, I thought of it."

**

In the study room of Jinwuyuan.

Phoenix opened the drawer under Ning Changkong's desk and began to search: "He doesn't feel comfortable leaving it anywhere else. He said it's safest here... I found it."

He pulled out a stack of letters, counted them carefully, and then handed the top one to Bai Xian.

Bai Xian stared at the letter that was delivered under his nose.

"…What do you mean?"

Phoenix shrugged: "He thought I couldn't keep it a secret for too long, so he made preparations in advance."

"I don't know how to comfort people, but there are people who do."

**

To my friends in leisure time:

Best regards,

If you are reading this letter, it means my plan was successful, but Phoenix was still exposed.

I'm so sorry, it should have been a happy ending, but it ended up being so sad.

If you think about it carefully, this is not the only thing I have done to let you down.

I knew you were obsessed with Feng Qingwu, but I still pretended to be you and asked you to help me deceive the world. This is one of the things I have done to you.

I knew you had lost interest in the world, but I still wanted to get you involved. I had made a lot of preparations, and planned that if I didn't succeed, I might have to ask you to continue my unfinished business. This is the second reason why I feel sorry for you.

I knew clearly that I would not live for many years, and I knew clearly that you could still live for several hundred years, but I still could not help but create such a deep karma with you. This is the third way I feel sorry for you.

This is also where I feel I am most sorry for you.

I know my body best. I should have died when I was in the Tongshan illusion. Now I am only hanging on by the phoenix spirit power. Even with this level of cultivation, I still have to stay in bed all day.

I learned from Phoenix about Feng Qingwu's grand plan back then - destroying the machine that controlled the decline of spiritual energy was a crucial part of it. Since I accepted the Phoenix inheritance, I was determined to help him complete this plan, which also put an end to this feud.

Anyway, these were the few years of life that were snatched from Prince Yan. It would not be a loss to return them, and it would also benefit the people of the world. Why not do it?

Having written this far, even I feel that these reasons are a bit far-fetched.

But it's too tiring and painful to keep living. I can't bear it anymore, so let me go.

Let me be selfish just for once.

Although I have only been in this world for a short time, I have accomplished many things that I thought I could not do. I have no regrets, so please don't feel sorry for me. I am very satisfied and proud of myself.

Don't blame yourself, I was determined to leave. Besides, if I really wanted to hide it from you, how could you tell?

If I could think of a way to complete this plan without risking my life, and if this body was healthier, I would like to accompany you to see the world again.

We can go out together, eat delicious food... at least we can celebrate the New Year together.

sorry.

I think if Feng Qingwu had the chance, he would have been willing to chat and adventure with you again. I will ask him what he thinks when I meet him later, but unfortunately I can't tell you the answer.

You are still strong and healthy. I think you can live another thousand years. It will be 3000 AD by then. Humans may have already left the Milky Way. I wonder if the spaceships at that time were powered by spiritual energy or nuclear fusion?

Do whatever you want and enjoy your life. I work so hard so that everyone can live a life where they can do whatever they want. Don't be the first to let me down.

After the aura is revived, the world of Fu Mei is cruel and romantic. Don't miss such scenery.

I will forget you sooner or later, so don't try too hard to remember me. It's best if we all forget each other.

Stop guarding that house and live a good life.

The letter is short but my feelings are deep. I hope you take care of yourself.

Ning Changkong/Lin Jinsong

**

Bai Xian's hands were shaking as he pressed the letter tightly against his chest. He wanted to feel the texture of the paper, but he had to control himself, fearing that he would accidentally crumple the letter.

He wanted to show the calmness of a thousand-year-old demon and said casually: In fact, this is not the first time he has received such a letter.

He wanted to say, "I guess it's not like I didn't guess everything." But in the end, he just said vaguely.

"You can't...you can't let me..."

You can't let me receive two apology letters, you know?

You can't apologize to me twice and say that if I lost I was going to pass on all the responsibility to you, but now that I've won I'll just ask you to go live your own life?

But the owner of the letter was no longer able to respond to him.