"Xian'er, I'll give you one last chance. Give me the Moon Heart Grass."
Upon hearing this, the two disciples said anxiously, "No, junior sister, the Moonheart Grass must not be handed over. We are willing to die, but we must bring the Moonheart Grass back. The Immortal Music Sect cannot be without a sect leader."
Shui Xian'er shook her head repeatedly, her voice softening as she pleaded, "Senior Brother Li, my father only needs the Moon Heart Grass to save his life. If True Monarch Yu Xiu makes trouble, I am willing to pay any price to explain. Senior Brother Li, please."
"Xian'er, you are really too insensible. True Monarch Yuxiu is an eighth-grade alchemist. She only needs a ninth-grade alchemy pill to break through. Are you trying to crush her hopes?"
Narcissus wept uncontrollably, and after a long while said, "Let me... let me discuss this with my two senior brothers, okay?"
The two senior brothers were shocked: "Junior sister, how could you agree to this? What will happen to the sect leader?"
"Don't say anymore, I believe you, I believe you, Senior Brother Li." Shui Xian'er's voice gradually lowered; she couldn't even convince herself of these words.
Seeing that she had finally relented, Li Chen looked at her little face with affection, moved closer, and stared unabashedly at her face and her trembling body under her loose clothes.
Although the two disciples of the Immortal Music Sect were furious that their junior sister had submitted, they would never tolerate this shameless scoundrel bullying her. Holding their respective instruments, they stood tall and stood between her and Li Chen, glaring angrily at the latter.
Li Chen's face turned cold, he rolled his eyes, and flicked his sleeve, saying, "Hurry up."
Shui Xian'er communicated with her two senior brothers telepathically for a while, then came over and said, "Senior Brother Li, we can give it to you, but you must ensure our safety and escort us to the entrance of the secret realm."
Li Chen sneered, "Do you think I'm stupid? You think you can give me Moonheart Grass once we get to the entrance of the secret realm? Once we're out, I'll just tear up the teleportation talisman, ha!"
The three exchanged glances for a moment. Shui Xian'er bit her lip, raised her hand to wipe away her tears haphazardly, and suddenly looked up at him with a firm expression: "I will follow you with the Moonheart Grass. I will give it to you after my senior brothers leave."
"Junior Sister!" the two exclaimed simultaneously, clearly this was different from what they had discussed.
Shui Xian'er smiled through her tears, "Senior Brother Li said he likes me, he won't hurt me, senior brothers, don't worry."
Li Chen raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Okay."
The two disciples were about to argue back, but they were glared at by Shui Xian'er, and their hearts trembled. They forced themselves to be cowards.
Fearing suspicion, they walked at a normal pace toward the exit of the secret realm. The next moment, they heard a broken string and a mournful cry, followed by their junior sister's shrill scream: "Run—, don't look back, run—!"
The two were startled and started running, but they couldn't help but look back one last time.
The most beautiful and adorable junior sister of the Immortal Music Sect, with her eyes wide open, was spitting blood while shouting loudly without regard for her image. A cold light shone from her chest, so cold, so bright, so pure, reflecting the brilliant sunlight, so pure that even blood could not taint it in the slightest.
"Run—don't worry about me..."
Seeing her two senior brothers begin to hesitate, she suddenly leaned forward, broke free from the sword's grip, turned around and hugged Li Chen, her spiritual energy immediately surging.
The Phoenix Wood Zither fell to the ground, covered in dust. The bewildered spirit of the instrument sensed the command transmitted from its master's consciousness and began to carry it out without hesitation.
"Zheng—"
One by one, the strings snapped and lashed out, whipping through the air and creating wave after wave of powerful turbulent spiritual energy.
Multiple rays of light shone from Li Chen as he stood there steadily.
When the fifth string broke, the instrument sensed that a lock that tightly connected it to a certain person had been broken.
It can no longer sense its owner.
The hand that was touching Narcissus's forehead opened, revealing a black bead, as black as the most dangerous abyss in the world, with eerie ghost flames leaping within it. A pure white soul was sucked into it and burned away in the blink of an eye.
The spirit of the artifact did not understand sorrow; it only felt empty and silently carried out its master's last command.
Another string broke.
It uttered its first cry since its creation: "Ah—"
Then, together with their master, they entered an eternal dark dream.
The two disciples were overcome with grief, but without further hesitation, their vision blurred, they desperately fled in the direction they had chosen.
A thin throwing knife flew out, and two more vibrant lives were lost.
Li Chen walked over and snatched the ring from one of the disciples' hands.
The master was dead, the mark had been removed, he took out the Cold Marrow Box, opened it and glanced at it, then casually tossed it into the Qiankun Pearl.
He examined all three people's spatial magical artifacts and then mocked their corpses, saying, "Poor bastards."
A fire destroyed the two disciples and their weapons, and Li Chen walked to the side of Shui Xian'er's body.
Her pretty face was covered in blood. She tried to self-destruct before she died, but failed. However, the blood vessels on her face ruptured, her eyes were wide open, and blood was flowing from her seven orifices. She could no longer see any trace of her former beauty.
Li Chen took out a handkerchief, bent down to wipe the blood off her face, and shook his head, saying, "I really like you. It's a pity. Why did you have to seek death? It's just a Moon Heart Grass. I already said I would plead with that old woman Yu Xiu for you. Sigh, why are you so stubborn?"
Li Chen casually tossed the handkerchief aside, stood up, looked down at her, and shook his head again: "I still love seeing your eyes when they're all watery. You look really ugly now, and your face isn't pretty either. Girls, why be so strong-willed? If you had given me the Moon Heart Grass, we wouldn't have ended up like this. I still remember your kindness, and maybe when I ascend to heaven, I'll take you with me to enjoy the good life. Why put yourself through this?"
He picked up the Phoenix Tree Qin, whose spirit had died, and looked at the only remaining string. Feeling uncomfortable with it, he simply broke it off as well.
The once renowned seventh-grade spiritual artifact of the Xuanling Continent has thus perished completely.
The space inside the Qiankun Pearl was vast, so he didn't mind throwing this piece of trash into the garbage mountain.
He fully understood that villains die from talking too much, so once the person died, he started babbling on and on until the system said someone was approaching, at which point he shut up.
"2333, there shouldn't be any traces of cleaning needed this time."
"Just to be on the safe side, let's clean it again."
"Suit yourself, it's using your energy anyway."
A dark light rippled outwards, as if something had changed, yet nothing had changed at all.
Li Chen sighed, "If only Xiao Lingchuan were here, what a perfect scene it would be, what a perfect opportunity to plunder luck!"
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