Chapter 93 Soul Destruction
Chapter 93
The people of Duxue Nation came to their senses belatedly and rushed to their emperor's side, supporting him, examining his injuries, and treating him. But how could one heal someone whose life elixir had been shattered?
Except for the people from Duxue Country, everyone else was silent.
"Kong Fan!" Wu Chen raised his voice with a complicated expression.
Kong Fan raised his palm and nodded to his mentor, bowing solemnly. He then turned and handed the blood-stained scimitar back to Yingji. He then slipped his arm under her knees and lifted the blood-soaked figure horizontally.
He walked forward, holding Yingji in his arms, until he reached the front of the crowd. Countless cultivators stood in front of him like a wall.
Yingji's entire body ached, and even her grip on Kongfan's shoulders required immense effort. She glanced at the people blocking her path, then back at Kongfan.
Feeling her gaze, Kong Fan lowered his eyes and smiled at her gently.
The golden dragon hovering in the air seemed to be taking a nap, but finally woke up at this moment, stretched lazily, and immediately stirred up the clouds and wind, and the sky and the earth changed color.
The people blocking the road ahead looked up at the golden dragon that blocked out the sun and sky, and slowly made way.
Kong Fan continued walking forward holding Ying Ji.
"Kong Fan, your master painstakingly taught you the Dragon Enlightenment Technique for a reason. Are you planning to forget it?"
Kong Fan paused, without looking back, and said, "I will be back in three days when the Sky Tearing Formation is activated."
Even if he makes a choice, he will never evade the responsibility he should bear.
A dark figure slipped away from the crowd, taking advantage of everyone's inattention. Once he was far away, the man returned to Xiaoyao Sect. He pulled off his hood and reported to Venerable Youquan the information he had gathered during his time lurking in Gansheng.
"Oh?" Venerable Youquan laughed. "No wonder the first Buddhist precept is against sexual desire. These monks, who normally don't eat meat, are truly crazier than ordinary people once they get involved with women."
The person next to him suggested: "We should destroy Kong Fan, the core of the formation, before the Sky-tearing Formation is activated!"
Venerable Youquan waved his hand: "Not to mention that his dragon enlightenment technique has reached a high level, it is difficult to get rid of him. Just because of his identity as the core of the formation, everyone gathered in Gansheng will protect his life. We have already missed the opportunity and cannot take action against him."
"So what should we do? Are we just going to watch them activate the Sky-Splitting Formation and hope it fails? That's a plan that old bald donkey Daozhen has been planning for hundreds of years!"
Venerable Youquan pondered for a moment, then asked, "If we gather all the power of the sect, is it possible to open the Well of Samsara once?"
The people in the conference room looked at each other, and for the time being, no one responded, thinking silently.
Venerable Youquan gritted his teeth and asked again, "What if the Xiaoyao Sect doesn't have enough people, and we also have people who oppose the Sky-tearing Formation?"
After a while, an uncertain voice from below replied, "We should give it a try. Can we open it briefly?"
"Alright!" Venerable Youquan slammed the table, his resolve firm. "Immediately gather all the members of the sect to prepare for the opening of the Samsara Well, and quickly send a letter to those powerful figures outside the sect who oppose the Sky-Tearing Formation!"
Even a hero cannot resist the temptation of a beautiful woman, and even more so a monk.
Wasn't that Ying Ji's fussing all this just to send the two maids to the Well of Samsara? He wanted to see if this monk, blinded by love, would really fall flat on his face over a woman.
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Yingji had been in a drowsy sleep for two days. When she woke up, she sat on the stone steps under the eaves, looking up at the dim stars in the night sky.
Kong Fan came over, put a robe on her first, then sat down beside her and watched the stars in the sky with her.
"Don't stay too far away from me when the formation starts." Kong Fan said.
"But what can I do? I'm glad I don't cause you any trouble."
Kong Fan smiled slightly, "If the formation fails, take away the Bodhi Pill in time."
Yingji was startled, then turned to look at Kongfan. He was still looking up at the night sky, the moonlight casting a soft Buddhist holy light on his profile.
Yingji's heart was pounding, and she couldn't utter a single word. She could only shake her head.
"Aying, as long as Bodhi Pill is with you, we will never be separated again."
Yingji still shook her head.
After a while, she let out a long sigh and asked, "Didn't you say the possibility of you being sacrificed was very low?"
"Many people have been instigated to rebel against the Xiaoyao Sect, and our strength has become much smaller." Kong Fan explained.
"So, what are the chances of success? What if it fails?"
"If you fail, there will be a second and third time. In the future, someone will surely be able to master the art of dragon enlightenment."
The future? Such a distant word. It wasn't something Yingji could contemplate with her lifespan. Yingji keenly noticed that Kong Fan hadn't answered her first question. It seemed he knew the Sky-Tearing Formation had a greater chance of failure...
"There's one more thing." Kong Fan said gently, "The Xiaoyao Sect will gather everyone to open the Samsara Well tomorrow."
Yingji stood up suddenly, her expression stunned. At that moment, her heart seemed to stop beating.
The gentle night breeze blew, blowing the corner of Kongfan's monk's robe across the back of Yingji's hand again and again.
Yingji calmed down from her excitement and asked, "Is this a conspiracy? A conspiracy against you?"
Kong Fan thought for a moment and said, "Activating the Sky-Splitting Formation this time consumes a great deal of spiritual energy. We definitely don't have the strength to open the Samsara Well again. Even with all our strength, the Xiaoyao Sect can only barely open it this once. This means tomorrow is the only chance to open the Samsara Well within the next hundred years."
Kong Fan knew this was a conspiracy, of course. But he also knew what sending Mu Jin and Ba Jiao back to life meant to Ying Ji. He wouldn't hide it from her.
Yingji stood there for a long time, then sat down again beside Kongfan, hugging her knees. She looked at the dark sky and asked, "Kongfan, can you set off fireworks for me again and catch fireflies for me again?"
As soon as Ying Ji finished speaking, Kong Fan pointed his slender fingers into the air, drawing a series of falling star symbols, and at the same time, fireworks exploded in the night sky, making the entire night sky colorful.
"Wait for me here."
Yingji looked up at the fireworks in the sky and nodded slightly.
After Kong Fan left, Ying Ji retrieved the jade pendant with the Nine-Tailed Fox carving. It was left to her by the Nine-Tailed Fox, so that she could use it to find the Nine-Tailed Fox in her dying moments. Of course, the Nine-Tailed Fox wasn't trying to save her life, but rather her skin.
Yingji would never give her human skin to Jiuwei even if she died, but she knew that Jiuwei would definitely find Master Daozhen.
When Kong Fan returned with a handful of fireflies, Ying Ji had already contacted Master Dao Zhen.
Yingji looked at Kongfan and smiled brightly.
This time, she greedily kept every firefly for herself.
"Aying."
"Um?"
Kong Fan smiled and smoothed her black hair. He wanted to say that he had not yet returned to secular life and she had not yet sincerely agreed to marry him.
But Kong Fan vaguely felt that it was too late.
Sacrificing him would not only increase the success rate of the Sky-tearing Formation, but also give her the Bodhi Pill. This was the best way.
That's all.
The next day, Yingji went to the Well of Samsara alone, while Kongfan had been detained by Master Daozhen.
Tearing the sky apart is Kong Fan's obsession. She can't help him in any way, let alone stop him.
Hibiscus and Banana were her obsessions. As a mortal with a short lifespan, she couldn't afford to gamble on the Sky-Tearing Formation's success. She couldn't miss this one and only chance in a hundred years to open the Well of Samsara.
Yingji saw a red light at the Samsara Well from afar. She quickened her pace but was stopped.
"Stop her." Wu Chen said.
"Aying, listen to your master and come back." Venerable Fu Feng also said.
Ying Ji looked at the cultivators chasing after her and smiled. She blew her bone whistle, and a black mist enveloped her. One after another, the ghosts of demonic beasts with hollow eyes rushed out of the mist.
Ling Jiayan looked at Ying Ji, who was struggling to hold on, and said earnestly, "Ying, give up! You've tried, you can't resist! Why hurt yourself in vain? The Sky-tearing Formation will succeed, and there will be other ways!"
"Senior brother, you are indeed a good person." Ying Ji laughed.
A long sword filled with icy energy pierced Yingji's back and broke out of her body.
"Not good!" Venerable Fu Feng said anxiously, "It's Shadow Fu! She's not Ying Ji's real body!"
Everyone looked up the mountain and saw Yingji's slender figure had already walked into the red light.
Yingji held the scimitar in her hand, endured the heat, and walked step by step to Venerable Youquan.
Facing the entire Xiaoyao Sect's cultivators and the countless powerful warriors who came from all directions to oppose the Sky-tearing Formation, Ying Ji smiled and said, "So many people are helping me open the Samsara Well. Thank you."
Venerable Youquan smiled and said, "You actually came. Everyone says Yingji is a harmful demon, but no one expected her to go this far for two maids. Didn't Kongfan try to stop you from coming? That shouldn't be the case. Such a conspiracy should be seen through at a glance."
Ying Ji looked back and saw that the strong men led by Master Fu Feng and Wu Chen were about to go up the mountain, but were stopped by the people from Xiaoyao Sect, and the two sides confronted each other.
"I approached Kong Fan in order to open the Samsara Well." Ying Ji turned around and stared at Venerable Youquan. "Let me put the undead into the Samsara Well, and I will be your bait to lure Kong Fan over and ensure that he doesn't show up on the day the Sky-Splitting Formation is activated. How do you do it?"
"Hahaha." Venerable Youquan laughed.
This was his plan from the beginning. They had already used up their spiritual energy to open the Samsara Well, so Yun Yingji throwing the ghosts of two yellow-haired girls into it was a piece of cake.
Venerable Youquan made a "please" gesture.
Yingji walked towards the Samsara Well. The closer she got, the hotter it became.
She took out two jade coffins from the wooden box. The hibiscus coffin had been dull for a long time, and the banana coffin had completely lost its last bit of luster two days ago.
Her obsession was too deep, but at this moment, Ying Ji was surprisingly calm, and she sent the two souls into the reincarnation well without stopping.
The tiny souls, as small as a hair, fell into the reincarnation well and disappeared in an instant in the red sea.
Yingji breathed a sigh of relief.
She never expected that the one who finally exhausted all her energy to open the Well of Samsara would be the enemy.
"Let's go." Venerable Youquan gathered his sleeves. They had expended too much spiritual energy to open the Samsara Well, and now they were no match for the group down the mountain. They had to leave immediately.
Ying Ji glanced at the sleeve of Youquan Zun and said disdainfully, "There's no need to tie me up. Since I'm here, I'm naturally willing to go with you. I can't run away."
This is the truth that everyone knows.
Ying Ji walked towards Venerable Youquan, passed the Well of Samsara and the Well of Soul-Destroying, and a cunning curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.
In these nine regions and twelve kingdoms, every Samsara Well and Soul-Extinguishing Well were right next to each other. Unlike the Samsara Well, which hadn't been opened for hundreds of years, every Soul-Extinguishing Well was always open.
When passing by the Soul-Destroying Well, Yingji opened the white porcelain bottle.
"What are you doing?" Venerable Youquan had just finished asking when he discovered that fireflies were flying out of the white bottle.
Yingji looked at the slowly flying fireflies with gentle eyes.
This time, she hid the fireflies for a night and set them free.
The last firefly flew out.
The white porcelain bottle fell to the ground.
Yingji suddenly opened her arms and fell backwards.
Behind her is the Soul-Destroying Well.
The wind blew her hair and caressed her relieved cheeks. Yingji smiled as she fell down, her vision growing darker and darker.
Those who struggled desperately to stay alive chose to commit suicide at this moment.
Her death ended his obsession and gave Hibiscus and Banana a new life.
With her death, Kong Fan's retreat was cut off, and he regained his clarity of mind.
Please don't be sad. If you really are sad, please don't be sad for too long. His life is so long that he will eventually forget me, a fleeting me.
A dragon roared suddenly, and the sky and the earth changed color.
A white shadow tore through time and space, rushing towards the Soul-Destroying Well in one step.
Venerable Youquan was furious because of Yingji's death. Seeing Kongfan walking into the trap, he shouted urgently, "Catch him!"
The Zen staff swept across, and blood flowed like a river.
Kong Fan waded across the river of blood and headed straight for the Soul-Destroying Well, jumping in without hesitation.
Everything happens in an instant.
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