Chapter 1371: Unexpected Fortune
Chapter 1371: Unexpected Fortune
Translator: CinderTL
"I had intended to spare Gu Huang’s life," Ying Wu said. "I saw through his plan to escape, but I didn’t stop him. I never expected he would ultimately die by your hand."
"If Fellow Daoist Yingwu didn’t wish him dead, you should have said so earlier. For your sake, I could have set aside my grievances with him," Song Wen replied.
Ying Wu shook her head slightly, her expression wistful.
"When he attacked me with all his might, any lingering affection I had for him vanished. How could I intervene in your conflict? Not killing him myself was already an act of mercy. His death at your hands is simply a result of his inferiority. It was his fate, and no one else can be blamed."
Song Wen flipped his hand and produced Gu Huang’s storage ring, handing it to Ying Wu.
"This belongs to Gu Huang. It likely contains many cultivation technique manuals from your sect, which should not be exposed. I’ll leave it to you to handle."
Ying Wu didn’t refuse. She accepted the storage ring and tucked it away.
During their conversation, Ying Wu’s demeanor remained calm and her tone even, showing little beyond a hint of melancholy. However, Daoist Wenxuan, observing from afar, noticed that her attacks had suddenly grown more ferocious.
His expression filled with anxiety, he shouted urgently.
"Fellow Daoist Yingwu, please show mercy. Everything that happened today was my fault. I can offer compensation."
Yingwu didn’t respond, only swinging the Azure Phoenix Sword with even greater ferocity.
Clang!
The moment the stone staff met the Azure Phoenix Sword, Wen Xuan felt a colossal force surge through the blade. His bone-white hands nearly shattered, and the staff almost slipped from his grasp.
The impact sent him staggering backward, his chest exposed.
Terror flooded Wen Xuan’s eyes.
The Azure Phoenix Sword could easily pierce his chest, or... crush his dantian and nascent soul!
But things didn’t unfold as he expected.
The Azure Phoenix Sword suddenly plunged downward, slashing toward his legs.
Splat!
A flash of azure light.
Wen Xuan’s legs were severed at the knees.
The searing pain in his lower body plunged him into abject fear.
"Fellow Daoist Yingwu, I beg you, spare my life... Fellow Daoist Ye Hua, please, I implore you to intercede with Fellow Daoist Yingwu. I am the sect leader of the Azure Flame Sect. I can command the sect treasury’s spiritual objects. Even if I emptied the entire treasury, I would ensure both of you receive compensation beyond your wildest dreams."
"How about..." Song Wen paused, "we give him a quick death?"
"I thought you’d be moved by external things and beg for his life. He’s merely the Azure Flame Sect leader, not its Ancestor. Letting him go would only bring us endless trouble," Ying Wu said.
As she spoke, the Azure Phoenix Sword suddenly shot back and hovered behind her.
Simultaneously, the surrounding sword formation began to contract. When it reached Song Wen and the other man, it naturally parted to create an opening, expelling them from the formation’s perimeter.
"Ying Wu!"
Wen Xuan watched the sword formation’s barriers closing in from all sides, their surfaces rippling with countless strands of Sword Qi. His face twisted with terror, panic, and helplessness.
In his despair, Wen Xuan was shredded into blood mist by the sword formation, his divine soul not even spared.
Ying Wu retrieved the nine flying swords and took Wen Xuan’s storage ring.
"What one sees, one shares. Let’s divide the treasures in the storage ring between us," she said.
Song Wen casually produced a storage ring.
"This belongs to Consort Xi. Let’s divide it as well."
"Agreed," Ying Wu nodded.
Perhaps due to the creation of ten thousand Corpse Puppets, both storage rings contained a substantial amount of spirit stones—over 1.6 million in total.
Additionally, Ying Wu distributed the spirit stones from the Ancient Yellow Storage Ring.
This made Song Wen feel slightly ashamed, but the feeling vanished in an instant.
He received a million high-grade spirit stones, along with various other spiritual objects and mystic treasures.
Combined with the spirit stones he had secretly taken from the Ancient Yellow Storage Ring, his once meager purse suddenly overflowed with wealth.
With this windfall of spirit stones, Ying Wu’s mood brightened, and the lingering melancholy over Gu Huang’s death dissipated like smoke.
"What should we do about the ten thousand Corpse Puppets in the cave below?" Song Wen asked.
"These low-level Corpse Puppets are of no use to me. Selling them would fetch little and be a hassle. If you’re interested, take them," Ying Wu said.
"Then I’ll accept without hesitation," Song Wen replied.
As he spoke, a vast blood sea surged from beneath his feet, coalescing into a colossal blood pillar that plummeted downward with a thunderous roar.
The blood pillar shattered the black water’s surface, striking directly at the thousand-zhang-deep cave at the bottom.
However...
After a deafening crash, the formation barrier at the cave entrance remained intact.
Only then did Song Wen recall the words of the Divine Transformation Stage cultivator he had encountered earlier in the cave: "This formation cannot be broken by ordinary Body Integration Stage cultivators."
Although the Undying Blood Sea Yama Emperor Seal possessed extraordinary divine properties, its wielder was only at the Early Body Integration Stage. Relying solely on this natal magic treasure was insufficient to elevate him beyond the ranks of ordinary Body Integration cultivators.
Unless he deployed the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword, Song Wen would be unable to break through this formation.
"Fellow Daoist Yingwu, would you be so kind as to lend your assistance?" Song Wen asked, his voice tinged with slight embarrassment.
Without any visible movement from Yingwu, the Azure Phoenix Sword slashed through the air.
The formation barrier at the cave entrance shattered instantly.
Yingwu made no move to touch the formation deeper within the cave.
If that formation were broken, the Blackwater would inevitably inflict damage upon the incomplete Corpse Puppets.
"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Yingwu," Song Wen said, cupping his hands in a gesture of respect.
The blood pillar descended again, completely sealing the cave entrance and preventing the Blackwater from seeping in. At the same time, blood-colored tentacles emerged from the base of the pillar, pierced the remaining formation barrier, and burrowed into the Corpse Refinement Cave. They began to collect the Corpse Coffins one by one, along with the Corpse Puppets within.
In the Corpse Refinement Cave, three Divine Transformation Stage cultivators cowered in a corner, too afraid to make a sound, as if hoping to remain unnoticed by Song Wen and Ying Wu above.
A tentacle from the blood pillar coiled and reached for the spot where Wen Xuan’s body had exploded.
As a Body Integration Stage cultivator, Wen Xuan’s blood essence and divine soul were invaluable spiritual materials.
"If we leave the fragments of his divine soul to drift here, someone with malicious intent might collect them and uncover information detrimental to both of us," Song Wen explained to Ying Wu.
No sooner had he spoken than the blood sea beneath his feet began to churn violently.
Corpse Coffins emerged one after another from the depths.
Song Wen produced an empty storage ring and began collecting them.
"Should I call you Ye Hua or Gou Jun?" Ying Wu’s deep voice suddenly rang out.
"All your names are false. Could it be that everything you told me before was also a lie?"
Song Wen’s movements froze. He detected a hint of coldness in Ying Wu’s tone.
(End of the Chapter)
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