Kill the district chief
[Simulation ends, you obtain the Demon-Subduing Golden Dew.]
"Ou God, I love you forever!"
The practice was successful! She understood how Chi Zhao felt when he swallowed the double flames!
Two words: happiness!
Qian Luo suppressed her smile and her eyes turned cold: "Chen Ziqiu, look at what this is!"
Chen Ziqiu didn't even raise his eyelids and sneered, "Let's see how many more treasures you have to use!"
No matter how many good treasures he has, they will all belong to him in the future, and he wants to see what kind of secrets Qianluo is hiding.
A stream of golden liquid came towards them, shining brightly, as if sunlight had been refined and condensed into a small ball of liquid. The liquid became more and more, like a long golden river, firmly attached to the ten corpse puppets.
“Ahhh!”
The corpse puppets screamed in pain. Their flesh was burned by the scorching liquid. Their faces became hideous. The red lines on their faces gradually disappeared. Their bodies turned into smoke, leaving no trace.
Things happened so fast that Chen Ziqiu didn't have time to react. He watched helplessly as his ten corpse puppets were burned. These were the corpse puppets he had painstakingly refined. Normally, they were no different from ordinary people. They would only show up when he used the "Soul-Devouring Demonic Art"!
"What is this? You actually destroyed my corpse puppet!"
He had never seen such a powerful liquid. Such a good thing should only be found in the upper three areas or the middle three areas. How could it appear in the lower three areas?
He stared at the liquid in front of him, his heart filled with horror, and a huge wave of emotion rose in his heart. He had not expected that Qian Luo had so many treasures on her body that she could easily destroy the corpse puppet he had worked so hard to refine!
He found the Soul Devouring Demonic Art by accident in a cave. At that time, he had not yet been appointed as the district chief, but was just a Qigong cultivator. With the help of this art, he successfully established his foundation and was then appointed as the district chief to serve in the seventh district.
Over the past one hundred years, he had wanted to give up this strange technique and switch to practicing normal techniques, but he found that normal techniques were too slow and required not only elixirs but also sufficient spiritual energy. He couldn't wait that long, so he had to take a different approach and practice the Soul Devouring Demonic Technique again.
After switching to practicing the Soul Devouring Demonic Art, he found that his speed had increased a lot. However, the Soul Devouring Demonic Art required the absorption of a large amount of evil spirits, death energy, and evil energy. He extracted the vitality of the humans in District 7 and refined the teachers and students of the academy into his corpse puppets, becoming his eyes and ears, monitoring the students and instilling various educational concepts into them.
Let female practitioners admire him and let male practitioners respect him.
Gathering Yin to replenish Yang, refining corpse puppets, and forming a large soul sacrifice formation were all his means of preserving his life, and it took him a hundred years!
The woman in front of him actually destroyed his corpse in a single breath, took away Sun Rushuang, and ruined all his hard work and planning for so many years!
It's like he was born to go against him!
He gnashed his teeth in hatred, his graceful face no longer as kind and peaceful as before, but gradually twisted: "As expected of a woman who can successfully kill Yan Bufan and Wang Tongtian, you really have some courage and skills!"
Qian Luo smiled and put away the jade bottle. The bottle looked quite nice and was probably worth a few spirit stones. She would use it to top up the Immortal Cultivation Simulator later. "Chen Ziqiu, you seduced female cultivators, took their Yin to replenish their Yang, killed cultivators, and refined corpse puppets. You also sacrificed the lives of mortals and cultivators to refine the Soul Sacrifice Formation. You deserve to die!"
"Haha, you're so confident! Are you a god sent from heaven to punish evil and eliminate evil? What gives you the right to condemn me? How many lives have you taken? And yet you're talking to me about justice and mercy?"
There was no room for maneuver now, and Chen Ziqiu stopped pretending. His eyes turned red as if he was mad, and his headband fluttered, revealing some gray hair, indicating that his life was over. If he didn't fight to the death, he would die with hatred!
"Who would talk to you about justice and mercy!" Qian Luo held the Blue Blood Orchid Sword in her hand, and the whole body was shining with cold light, like the snow on the iceberg. A cold look appeared in her eyes, and the murderous intent was like a sword drawn from its sheath.
"I want to kill you, that's all!"
The cold wind messed up the girl's long hair, revealing her beautiful and cold face, her skin was white, her eyes were like cold stars, the sword light flowed, rolled up the sky full of orchids, and slashed towards him!
The sound of swords never stops, and the sword energy of Wanhua is about to explode!
"Qing Shu! Qin Dong!"
Qing Shu's eyes flickered: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Qin Dong lowered his body slightly and swung the Dongling Emei Spear in his hand: "Zhu Ling, come and take revenge with me!"
As soon as she finished speaking, her whole body soared into the air, transforming into dazzling sapphire blue light, piercing through the sea of sword light and flowers. The short and slender weapon in her hand was like a fluttering butterfly, extremely flexible, and every move was full of deadly danger.
"puff!"
Chen Ziqiu suddenly felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood. The three of them surrounded him and he couldn't escape. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a sneer.
"Troublesome little devil!" Chen Ziqiu had never seen such a difficult enemy, like an indestructible cockroach. No matter what situation she was forced into, she would always bounce back!
"What a shame! I hate people like you the most!"
Chen Ziqiu let out a long roar and summoned his most proud low-level magic weapon: the Seven Evil Soul Banner, which he had refined for a hundred years. Inside it were hundreds of thousands of ghosts, who all leaned forward to reveal their pale faces and ghostly bodies.
"I should have killed everyone in District 7!"
"Otherwise, the souls in my Seven Evil Soul Banner would be more than just this!"
There was a strong wind, lightning and thunder. Because of his evil spirit, the surrounding environment changed. Black fog enveloped Chen Ziqiu's body. His long hair was flying, and he laughed wildly. He glanced at the three people from the Wang family in the prison.
"Aren't you still thinking about these three people? Then let them enter my Seven Evil Soul Banner and accompany you forever!"
As soon as the words fell, the Soul-Snatching Whip came over like lightning and rolled up the cage. Wang Siyu saw her parents' eyes were blank and she began to struggle and shout, "Let my parents go!"
Qian Luo thrust her sword forward while releasing a dark purple flame to burn the cage, but the iron cage was indestructible and shone with a brilliant silver light, so it took a long time to burn.
"Chi Zhao!"
"Here it comes!" Chi Zhao spit out three colors of flames from his mouth, which made Wang Siyu and the other two unable to open their eyes and their skin and flesh were charred black.
“Cough cough cough…”
Chi Zhao retracted the flames and shook his head: "No! They can't bear it!"
"Hahaha, this cage of mine is made of thousand-year-old black iron. I couldn't bear to use it as a weapon, so I made this cage instead. It's for the purpose of imprisoning my most hated enemy someday!"
Chen Ziqiu laughed out loud, his eyebrows slightly raised. "Your flames can't melt the thousand-year-old black iron, and your cultivation level is even less capable of breaking the thousand-year-old black iron cage. Just surrender!"
Qian Luo frowned. A cage made of millennia-old black iron was a real problem. But she noticed a lock on the cage, which meant Chen Ziqiu had the key. If it wasn't on him, it was probably in his storage bag. Killing him would solve everything.
Chen Ziqiu curled his lips into a smile, and with a wave of his hand, the black iron cage rolled down the mountain like a snowball. The three Wang family members inside frowned in pain. Sharp stones scraped their cheeks, and sharp thorns scratched their wrists. After a long time, no part of their skin and flesh was intact.
Thirsty, tired, hungry and cold.
Just abandoned in the wilderness.
Qianluo looked at Sun Rushuang and Chi Zhao, and the man and the beast quickly followed them out.
…
"Puff--" Chen Ziqiu was indeed at the peak of foundation building. His attack could injure the three of them at the same time, causing them to vomit blood and become extremely weak.
She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at the man in front of her, her eyes revealing murderous intent and coldness: "Stop talking nonsense!"
Chen Ziqiu smiled proudly: "You have used up all your things, let's see what you can come up with!"
He laughed loudly towards the sky and waved the tall and mighty Seven Evil Soul Banner. The black flag exuded a gloomy and weird aura. The word "Soul" was written on it in bright red, as if it was written in blood, which was shocking.
A vast black fog enveloped Chen Ziqiu. He gradually rose into the air, looking down at all living things, waving a fluttering banner: "Today is the day you die! Become nourishment for my soul flag!"
The souls came out in droves and surrounded Qianluo, Qin Dong and Qingshu. They moaned mournfully, had pale dead faces, horrible death looks, and bloody eyes. They seemed to be in hell, horrifying and dangerous.
The souls gnawed on the flesh and blood of the living, sucking their vitality. The two girls' faces became paler and paler, and their spiritual energy became scarcer and scarcer.
Qianluo poured the Demon-Subduing Golden Dew directly onto the Blood-Green Sword. The next second, golden light shone brightly, illuminating her clear amber pupils, making them look like the golden pupils of a saint, which could not be looked directly at.
"This is the last sword strike. I need your spiritual energy!"
The man and the beast looked at each other, and saw the determination in each other's eyes. They all transferred their spiritual power to Qianluo: "Okay!"
The green spiritual energy continued to flow, making up for the spiritual energy that Qianluo lacked. This was pure spiritual energy that could not be replenished no matter how many spiritual pills she took. She was in the best condition at the moment. Looking at Chen Ziqiu who was casting spells and taking pills at the same time, Qianluo smiled.
He has reached the end of his rope!
Black hair, golden eyes, hair flying, holding a long sword that can pierce the air and cut through the spring forest! Golden light pressed down the clouds, the fog dispersed, shining brightly, only she was the bright light in the dark night.
The Blood Orchid Sword broke through the layers of fog, and the sword energy burst out like sunlight pouring down, penetrating the clouds and illuminating the mountains and rivers!
With the help of Qin Dong and Qing Shu, Qian Luo stretched out her body quickly like a spirit snake, while Qing Shu exhausted all her spiritual energy, her figure became increasingly faint, and she returned to her original form.
Chen Ziqi originally thought it was an ordinary sword, but unexpectedly it was the Demon Subduing Golden Dew!
"No! How do you still have the Demon Subduing Golden Dew?"
“Ahhhhhh—”
He used his palm to block the long sword, and golden light flowed from his palm to his shoulder. Blood gushed out, and the blood was thick and emitted an unpleasant smell, a burnt smell.
After practicing the Soul Devouring Demonic Art, Chen Ziqiu had long since become like a corpse puppet. Evil spirits eroded his internal organs, evil spirits invaded his mind, and a lingering deathly aura lingered on him. If it weren't for his remaining self-awareness, he would have long since become a walking corpse.
This is more uncomfortable than a white snake swallowing realgar wine.
He stretched out his other hand to resist the sword, but his other hand was also pierced by the scorching golden light and emitted a burning smell.
He curled up in pain, almost unable to breathe. He no longer had the arrogance he had just had. He looked like a ragged beggar and no longer resembled District Chief Chen Ziqiu.
The black fog gradually dissipated, and the Seven Evil Soul Banners fell to the ground with a loud bang. Everything will eventually end.
Qin Dong smiled coldly, twirling the Dongling Emei Thorn. She could hardly believe what she was seeing. The once high-ranking district chief had been reduced to a prisoner. "You seduced me into a sexual relationship, bewitched my mind, killed Zhu Ling, and then abandoned my cultivation, abandoning me to the deep mountains and forests."
"I was ten times more desperate then than you are now!"
Chen Ziqiu covered his hands, raised his eyelids, and smiled sadly: "Qin Dong, Qin Dong, you are so pretentious and don't approach strangers. Isn't it just that you look down on mortals with lives as insignificant as ants and male cultivators with low cultivation!"
"I've seen too many women like you. As long as there's a good-looking man with a high level of cultivation, you'll just throw yourself into his arms. You don't even need any spells to confuse the mind!"
"You even said I deceived your mind and made you kill your good friend Zhu Ling! Ask yourself, don't you have any jealousy or hatred towards Zhu Ling? Your jealousy and hatred are not just because you love me! As an orphan, you often envied Zhu Ling, who had a happy family. The seeds of hatred were already planted back then, and now you blame me!"
"You talk about morality and justice, and you're using the excuse of revenge for your friend to deal with me, but in reality you're just a selfish villain! You're afraid to see the hypocrisy and greed in your heart!"
"Even without me confusing you, you would still go your separate ways because of certain things, or even fight each other. I'm just your catalyst. With just a little confusion, you can kill each other. Isn't that your problem?"
After listening to Chen Ziqiu's words, Qin Dong remained silent. She obviously agreed with everything Chen Ziqiu said. She had indeed been jealous of Zhu Ling because she was happy and had a loving father and a gentle mother.
Qian Luo had used up all her spiritual energy and leaned against her sword, her face pale. She swallowed a bottle of spiritual elixir and said anxiously, "Qin Dong, don't listen to him! He's trying to confuse you!"
"Hurry up and give him the final blow, and our revenge will be complete!"
Qin Dong closed his eyes, tears rolling down his cheeks: "Is our revenge truly complete? Chen Ziqiu is dead, but Zhu Ling will never come back."
Chen Ziqiu raised his eyebrows and smiled, his voice low and hoarse: "Yes, Qin Dong, it's useless even if you kill me, because Zhu Ling has already died at your hands. So it was you who killed Zhu Ling, and the only best way is for you to commit suicide to accompany her!"
"Go ahead, no one here can stop you."
Qian Luo glared at Chen Ziqiu. How could the sword have only pierced his palm and shoulder? He should have stabbed the sword into his heart! Crushed it!
Qianluo, who was sitting cross-legged and practicing, tried to refine the spiritual energy of the elixir as quickly as possible for her own use, and strive to stab with the second sword!
…
At the foot of the mountain
Meng Yuanxiang, Chu Zhengzheng, Meng Ming, Zhang Su, and Zhao Zheng all rushed over. They had already melted the green blood into the rain. Now the people in District 7 should have regained their sanity and would not become Chen Ziqiu's corpse puppets.
As they were climbing up the mountain, they found that some people had already come down the mountain. They quickly hid themselves, thinking that they were enemies.
"Chi Zhao, do you see where they are?"
Meng Ming heard a familiar voice and looked up. It was indeed Sun Rushuang. She actually came down the mountain. Could it be that Chen Ziqiu was defeated by them?
But...what are they doing here?
Meng Yuanxiang reminded him, "Brother, they should be looking for the three Wang family members. Do you know where the key is?"
Zhao Zheng took over the conversation: "It should be Chen Ziqiu..."
Now that they were sober, they stopped referring to him as the District Chief and just called him by his first name. Who could have imagined that Chen Ziqiu, with his gentle and humble smile, was actually a vicious executioner who wanted to turn all of them into his corpse puppets!
"Boom--" In an instant, dark clouds covered the sun, the earth shook, and the top of the mountain was shining with golden light. I don't know who won. I saw the dazzling color and light, which should be the female cultivator Qianluo they mentioned starting to exert her strength.
"Fortunately, my two sisters saved us, otherwise the three of us wouldn't even know we were about to die!" Zhang Su looked at the earth-shaking battle on the top of the mountain. He squatted for a long time with his head in his hands before he stood up tremblingly.
"This is too intense. Are they finished yet?"
The rubble rolling down the mountain almost hit him on the head. He quickly cast a spell to resist. Seeing Sun Rushuang looking for the Wang family not far away, he quickly called to her, "Squat down!"
Sun Rushuang hurriedly squatted down under Chi Zhao's protection. After a loud rumbling sound, sand and rocks flew towards them, and they were all furious.
The sound finally stopped. They stood up and unconsciously walked together. They were all covered in dust and dirt and began to discuss how to rescue people. After all, they could not help with the battle on the hill.
"I don't know where the Wang family was taken. This place is very high up in the mountains and is very difficult to find."
Chu Zhengzheng frowned: "It will be faster if we use our spiritual senses to investigate separately."
Sun Rushuang could only nod. She had the lowest cultivation level and acted together with Chi Zhao: "Okay, then let's do as you say. Avoid Chen Ziqiu and be careful!"
Chi Zhao sped all the way, and she followed behind him carefully, envying his speed and strength. It would be great if she could also build a foundation one day.
It turned out that she had overestimated her own capabilities and hadn't seen the situation clearly. What was the point of risking her life? It was just a worthless life. Life, such a worthless thing, could only threaten Qianluo and her mother, not others.
Only when one is truly strong, masters power, and successfully builds a foundation, can one be considered to have embarked on the path of cultivating immortals. She is still a long way from becoming an immortal.
Maybe, we shouldn't be sad, indulge in pain, and get stuck in a dead end. It's time to grow up.
Sun Rushuang followed Chi Zhao's steps, becoming more and more steady, her eyes becoming brighter and brighter, and she was full of vitality again.
The six of them and one beast finally found the three dying members of the Wang family on a steep cliff. They successfully moved the cage to an open area, fed the Wang family members rejuvenation pills, and waited for Qianluo to win, take out the key, and rescue the Wang family members.
Sun Rushuang was already sweating profusely from exhaustion. She had the lowest cultivation level, so doing these things wasn't easy at all. After running back and forth twice, she was already out of breath. But she wiped her forehead and volunteered, "You guys watch here, I'll go find Xiao Luo!"
"But..." Meng Yuanxiang hesitated. What she wanted to say was that the battle above was not over yet. If Sun Rushuang went up and got hurt, it would be bad.
"It's okay. My cultivation level is the lowest, so my death is not a pity. But you are still here. If Chen Ziqiu really wins, you might as well take your families and escape. There is still a glimmer of hope!"
"Besides, I'm worried about Xiao Luo too."
Sun Rushuang looked at the five unfamiliar faces before her, never having imagined they would one day become partners. The three grown men, in particular, blushed under Sun Rushuang's gaze. They remembered the bad things they had said about her before, whether they had been controlled or deceived.
Being looked at like this by Sun Rushuang, his face was about to burn: "No, no, we can't let you take the risk either. We will go with you!"
Chi Zhao: "You three men stay where you are, and the three girls follow me!"
Chi Zhao: "Come on up, girls! I'll carry you!"
Sun Rushuang was surprised to see Chi Zhao suddenly grow bigger. Chi Zhao looked smug and said, "My stinking master, you always say that I only know how to eat and sleep all day, but I have been practicing secretly. Now I can make my body 10 times bigger, so I can carry you on my back!"
"Next time, I'll let the stinky master take a good look!"
Chi Zhao waved his big paws, looking honest and cute. Originally he had a cat face, deer antlers, cow eyes and dog tail, with red and white hair. Now that he has grown bigger, he looks very majestic and tall!
Sun Rushuang, Meng Yuanxiang and Chu Zhengzheng climbed up carefully and touched Chi Zhao's soft fur, feeling warm under their hands.
"Let's go!"
A red light lit up and headed straight for the top of the mountain.
…
When they reached the top of the mountain, they heard what Chen Ziqiu said. Sun Rushuang was surprised. Chen Ziqiu was about to die, but he was still misleading people. This mouth should be torn apart to stop him from talking nonsense!
But Qin Dong still believed it!
She actually held the Emei Spear against her chest and said, "Yes... I do feel jealous..."
The light was sharp, she offered her own life with a furrowed brow, all her apologies to Zhu Ling welling up in her heart. Chen Ziqiu was right, she deserved to die too.
She doesn't deserve Zhu Ling's friendship.
The moment I closed my eyes, a sound came from the air.
“Zheng——”
"Bang——"
A sword came across and an arrow cut through the sky, knocking the Emei spear out of her hand and dropping it to the ground with a thud.
It’s Qianluo!
And Meng Yuanxiang?
Qin Dong looked back and saw Qian Luo smiling. Her face was pale and she had obviously used up all her strength to throw the last sword. She had fallen to the ground exhausted. Sun Rushuang beside her hurried to help her.
Meng Yuanxiang sat on the spirit beast, shooting an arrow through the clouds. Her eyes were sharp, and she maintained the posture of drawing the bow. She looked straight at Qin Dong and questioned her, "Why can't there be jealousy?"
"But my jealousy killed Zhu Ling..."
"Is jealousy a sin?" Chu Zhengzheng walked over, holding the peach blossom zither, and looked directly at Qin Dong, then at Chen Ziqiu, "Isn't what Chen Ziqiu did more sinful than you?"
"I was also jealous of Yuanxiang. Am I guilty?" Chu Zhengzheng smiled and plucked the strings of the piano. The melodious sound of the piano came into his ears, and Qin Dong's mood actually calmed down.
"I'm an orphan like you, and I'm also jealous of Yuanxiang, who has a happy family. She has a brother who loves her, and her cultivation is better than mine. She's also well-liked by her classmates."
"Because of Chen Ziqiu's delusion, I was secretly jealous of her and even wanted to kill her... People's moods are affected. People are products of their environment, and other people's every move may affect us."
"You killed Zhu Ling while under Chen Ziqiu's control. You were unconscious and just a puppet. It's not your fault! Don't take all the blame on yourself."
The piano music was beautiful, like the gurgling of water, soothing the guilt and pain in her heart.
Every word pierced Qin Dong's heart. She clenched her other Emei Spear and spoke with difficulty, "But I did kill Zhu Ling... I believe jealousy is a sin and shouldn't happen between good friends."
"At least there shouldn't be jealousy between friends..."
Qianluo opened her eyes after regulating her breathing and sighed: "You have been too deeply deceived by Chen Ziqiu."
"You said there's no jealousy between friends? Are true friends perfect and without flaws? Are there really people in the world who are exactly the same? Can everyone do things according to your own preferences? Friends are supposed to tolerate and understand each other."
“Is it really that hard to face your negative emotions?”
"You are not a saint, but an ordinary person with seven emotions and six desires."
Qian Luo shook her head: "Chen Ziqiu is not dead yet, and you have already fallen into his trap. You might as well just kill him and cut off his head to make amends to Zhu Ling!"
It's really a disaster to keep people like Chen Ziqiu around. They can really confuse the mind!
…
Sun Rushuang didn't look back. She walked over and picked up Qianluo's Jade Blood Orchid Sword. She looked down at the cowardly and incompetent woman and smiled, "Thank you for giving me such a good opportunity for revenge."
"If you don't kill me, I will!"
She held the long sword in her hand, looking at the disheveled Chen Ziqiu in front of her, feeling pleased. She tilted her head to look at the long sword in her hand that was still shining with golden light, and then looked at Chen Ziqiu who was retreating continuously: "So you are afraid of this?"
The first time she picked up the sword was to kill a wolf, and the second time she picked up the sword was to kill Chen Ziqiu. Her moods were different. One was not afraid of life and death, and the other was to take revenge!
“Puff—”
Without a word, he pierced Chen Ziqiu's heart. Blood splattered instantly and Chen Ziqiu howled in pain: "Ah!"
The sound was slow, because Sun Rushuang did not control the sword very well, so the killing was slow and somewhat dull, making it difficult for people to bear the pain of death.
"No! You have a pure Yin body, and I have only one Qi training level. Why do you think you can kill me?"
"Just because I'm strong and you're weak right now."
Sun Rushuang wiped the blood off her face, raised her hand, and stabbed him fiercely in the chest, waist, abdomen, and thighs... Every poke left a bloody hole, and every raise of her hand was like a sword.
Blood gushed out like a fountain, slowly flowing towards Qin Dong.
Qin Dong raised her head woodenly and found that Sun Rushuang was more decisive than her. She would always do what she wanted to do and do it with determination.
She was lost in her own world, unable to extricate herself. She laughed at herself, squatted down, picked up the Emei Spear, and whispered, "Zhu Ling, I will cut off his head right now to make amends to you."
When she raised her eyes again, her gaze was restrained and ready to strike.
"ah--"
Before Chen Ziqiu could wail, a flash of cold light had already pierced his heart. He looked down at the hole in his chest, slowly closed his eyes, and shouted, "You bunch of women, you're going too far!"
Since they couldn't confuse Qin Dong and couldn't survive, then they would all be buried with him! A trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he covered his body with wounds and laughed wildly!
Qian Luo sensed something strange and shouted, "Scatter! He's going to self-destruct!"
Unfortunately it’s too late!
"Bang!"
The body parts were shattered into pieces, and blood mist filled the air instantly. Meng Yuanxiang and Chu Zhengzheng hugged each other, waiting for death to come. Chi Zhao opened his mouth and ran towards Qianluo. Qianluo threw out the small black tripod, hoping to protect Qin Dong and Sun Rushuang's safety.
But Qin Dong and Sun Rushuang were the closest and couldn't escape at all.
Sun Rushuang quietly opened her eyes and found that death had not come, as if time had stopped. She looked at the blood splattering in front of her and the silent woman behind her.
She had just been mocking Qin Dong's cowardice and incompetence, but she didn't expect that at this moment, Qin Dong was standing behind her and saving her.
"Qin Dong..."
She covered her mouth in surprise and found that Qin Dong's whole body was burning and emitting a strange red light. Then Qin Dong spat out a mouthful of blood, and then she bled from all seven orifices, even her skin and flesh were torn, and her consciousness gradually dissipated.
"I used the 'Secret of Burning the Body' to burn my lifespan and raise my cultivation to the middle stage of foundation building. I can help you resist Chen Ziqiu's self-destruction. I hope I can help you... I'll be satisfied."
She used her weak body to support a piece of pure land. Her cold face was so compassionate, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised and her eyes soft.
Perhaps, this is her best destination.
She killed her best friend, regretted it every day, and cried every night. Now she died for her good friend, and finally fulfilled her wish.
"They say brothers are like limbs and women are like clothes, but I don't think so."
"We also have a precious bond. We are not clothes, nor are we objects that can be exchanged at will. I have no parents or brothers. You and Zhu Ling are my sisters."
With tears in her eyes, hot tears slid down her cheeks. She looked at Qianluo, Meng Yuanxiang, and Chu Zhengzheng one by one. They were all worried about her: "Thank you...you...I am very happy to meet you at the end of my life."
"I burned my lifespan before, transforming from a useless person into a cultivator who had reached the Great Perfection of Qi Training. I wasn't going to live much longer anyway, but being able to save you in the end makes me think that my death was a worthy one."
She turned her head and seemed to see the shadow of Zhu Ling, the girl who had been working hard in the blacksmith shop: "Zhu Ling, I can't apologize to you..."
Qin Dong tilted his head slightly and looked at the Emei Thorn on the ground. Tears welled up in his eyes. He stretched out his hand as if wanting to grab it: "I'm sorry..."
I'm really sorry about the 20th birthday gift you gave me...
“Qin Dong!!!”
Qian Luo once again saw her companions die in front of her. The last time it was Sun Peilan, and this time it was Qin Dong. She avoided Qing Shu's death in the simulation, but failed to avoid Qin Dong's death.
Fate is such a joke.
…
Everyone was calling her name. This time, she let go of everything, closed her eyes quietly, and waited for her fate.
"Qin Dong..."
In the end, Qin Dong was completely destroyed.
Sun Rushuang, who was the closest, was unable to catch any of Qin Dong's consciousness and could only disappear in the wind, leaving behind a field of blood-stained leaves as her footprints.
The leaves were blown far away by the wind, over the mountains and forests, floating over the streams, crossing the rivers, dancing gracefully. Perhaps in another world, Qin Dong and Zhu Ling would live a better life.
Qianluo only caught a blood-stained leaf. Leaves were flying all over the sky, and the air was filled with the smell of blood. It was quiet after the battle, and she didn't know whether she should be sad now.
The time she spent with Qin Dong didn't last long. At the beginning, it was just for cooperation. She had high demands on herself and was even more loyal to her friendship.
Qian Luo lay on the ground, feeling a surge of powerlessness in her heart. This time, it seemed that her failure to simulate the situation had led to Qin Dong's death, just like Sun Peilan's death last time.
Did she indirectly kill two innocent people?
Sadly, she found she could admit it, but she couldn't change the outcome. Even in the future, she couldn't guarantee that her like-minded friends wouldn't die because of her. After killing once, twice... hundreds, thousands, and hundreds of times, she grew cold and began to believe that death was a common occurrence in the struggle.
The thought of this made her whole body turn cold, because she realized that the pain she felt from Qin Dong's death this time was not even half of what she felt from Sun Peilan's death.
She... has begun to disregard human life.
…
Afterwards, Meng Ming and the other two came up carrying the cage. They found the key in Chen Ziqiu's storage bag, and only then were the three Wang family members rescued. Qian Luo and Rushang looked at each other, supported each other, and looked down the mountain. Peace was still there, and everyone smiled happily.
However, the "Soul-Devouring Demonic Art" and "Burning Body Secret" are evil techniques, and no one is willing to practice them. Qianluo was just about to recharge the immortal cultivation simulator.
Then I saw a cloud of fog appearing before my eyes.
A low, hoarse voice rang out: "Good children, you have taken back my treasure..."
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