Chapter 238: I Don’t Want Freedom Anymore, I Just Want Them To Live Well 【 Battle 】
Ming Zhaoshuang had only three talismans left in her hand, and she was at her wit’s end.
Xuan Gui raised his sword again and flew towards her.
Ming Zhaoshuang picked up a talisman.
“Swift as the wind, clouds gather rapidly.”
Countless wind blades sprang up, sweeping towards Xuan Gui and engulfing him.
And when Ming Zhaoshuang looked up again, what she saw was still a fierce cold gleam, Chunxi’s sword shining with a cold light, carrying the might of a divine tool, attacking her unstoppably.
“Mountain Shattering, Peak Collapsing, Fiercely Sky-Rending!”
Ming Zhaoshuang placed the talisman on the ground again, and Chunxi was once again repelled.
Beneath the dark smoke obscuring her eyes, Ming Zhaoshuang heard Sang Biao’s wailing. Before she could hear clearly, she felt something pounce on her, falling into a sharp yet warm embrace.
Blood splattered, and Sang Biao’s snow-white body was already stained red.
He whimpered and whined at her.
Those wings that once blotted out the sky had already been cut in half by the forced breakthrough of the restriction imposed by four Mahayana stage cultivators.
And now, a long sword was inserted into his abdomen.
Xuan Gui pulled the sword from Sang Biao’s body and, looking at his blood-dripping appearance, kicked him fiercely.
“Beast!”
As soon as he said this, Sang Biao immediately got up and pounced on Xuan Gui.
However, after enduring the backlash of the formation, the battle with four Mahayana stage cultivators, and taking this sword for Ming Zhaoshuang, even a divine beast could only go this far.
He posed no threat to Xuan Gui; in fact, like an ordinary big cat, he was cruelly toyed with by Xuan Gui under his sword.
“Meow!”
Ming Zhaoshuang scrambled up in a panic, her voice hoarse and unpleasant.
Mimi looked back at her: “Awoo, Mimi doesn’t hurt! Mimi is a super powerful divine beast!”
His voice was cheerful, but his fur was cracked, his flesh and blood were mangled, and his large mouth was full of bloodstains, making him look ugly and pathetic, completely unlike his previous majestic appearance.
Ming Zhaoshuang pursed her lips, feeling a sting in her nose.
It was rare for her emotions to be so uncontrollable.
When Ming Zhaoxue was tragically struck by lightning, she only had a moment of emotional surge and quickly regained her composure, because she always knew that anger, sorrow, and even tears could not solve any problems.
But first Feng He, and then Mimi, made her unable to help but shed tears.
She hated.
She hated that they wanted to execute Feng He without distinguishing right from wrong, cutting off her path.
She hated herself for being reckless and ignorant, knowing the danger yet heading straight into it, leading to her current predicament.
She hated her own powerlessness, being helpless in the face of absolute power.
She hated that she was not strong enough.
The heavens and the earth seemed to be brewing again, seeming to mourn again.
A strong wind sprang up, and thunderclouds gathered again.
The surroundings were dark, and the east wind was bleak.
Before Ming Zhaoshuang had completely gotten up, Chunxi’s long sword attacked again, carrying an extremely sharp killing intent.
Ming Zhaoshuang’s body grew cold.
When she looked up again, all she could see was Xie Yanning holding Qingyan, standing in front of her, her entire body enveloped by pure flames.
Xie Yanning’s face was contorted, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Chunxi was at the late Mahayana stage cultivation, while Xie Yanning, even though she used the Golden Jade Rotten Cotton Technique, was only at the early Mahayana stage cultivation.
Therefore, she could not block this sword.
Metal Element Spiritual Power erupted, and Xie Yanning was repelled several meters, but she still stubbornly guarded Ming Zhaoshuang.
She looked up at Chunxi, her eyes no longer holding respect.
“Master, you taught me right from wrong and to have a noble heart, which I have always followed and obeyed without question.”
“But now, I have done nothing wrong, A Shuang has done nothing wrong. Why should we suffer your inexplicable killing intent? Why should we bear the entanglement of your interests?”
Qingyan was thrust into the ground, and Xie Yanning stood up, questioning loudly: “Why should our lives become stepping stones for your greed?”
Xie Yanning knew who the Longming Sword Master was, and she also knew why Chunxi was attacking Ming Zhaoshuang.
Xie Yanning understood Chunxi; she was a person who prioritized the interests of the sect above all else.
For the sake of the Sword Sect’s interests, not to mention killing Ming Zhaoshuang and Feng He who was slumbering in Ming Zhaoshuang’s Sea of Consciousness, Chunxi could have even unhesitatingly committed suicide without a second thought.
She had always respected Chunxi’s actions and courage.
However, this time, she did not agree and did not obey.
Therefore, she was willing to raise her sword and fight against her own master for Ming Zhaoshuang.
Chunxi tightened her grip on the sword: “You have done nothing wrong! As a disciple of the Sword Sect, you don’t think about the sect’s interests in everything. For a pretty boy, you privately slew the Fifth Prince of the Demon Realm, intending to provoke conflict between the two realms, prioritizing personal feelings over great righteousness. Is this how I usually teach you!”
Xie Yanning’s voice was firm: “I have done nothing wrong!”
Xie Yanning drew her sword again and said to Chunxi: “I never thought of escaping responsibility for slaughtering the Fifth Prince. Even if I had to commit suicide to appease the Demon Realm’s anger, I would have no complaints.”
“But I have done nothing wrong!”
She deliberately thrust her sword towards Chunxi, causing Chunxi’s pupils to contract sharply.
Shi Hui easily blocked Xie Yanning’s attack, but the towering waves in Chunxi’s heart surged.
Was this truly her disciple?
Unwilling to admit defeat, unwilling to admit fault.
For someone she had known for less than a month, she drew her sword against her.
Finally, Chunxi restrained her emotions and looked at Xie Yanning, her gaze cold and dark: “Since that is the case, then let your master see what you have learned in these two hundred years.”
She drew her sword, as fast as lightning.
Xie Yanning could only block with all her might.
Qin Feilong, who was within the defensive barrier, had been stunned since Chunxi’s first sword strike towards Ming Zhaoshuang.
Why wasn’t his mother coming to save them?
Instead, she was coming to kill his friends.
From the beginning, Qin Feilong tightly grasped the defensive barrier Chunxi had set for him and shouted at Chunxi.
Now he was pleading.
“Mother… what are you doing! Junior Sister Zhaoshuang didn’t mean to harm me… she has deep loyalty and righteousness with me, she… she hasn’t done anything wrong!”
“Mother… Mother, I beg you… let her go! Let Junior Sister Zhaoshuang go!”
His words, filled with confusion and choked sobs, reached Chunxi.
Chunxi looked at him in the defensive barrier, like a trapped beast, her brows furrowed, but her sword did not falter.
She said to Qin Feilong: “You have now inherited the Dragon King Bloodline. If you can return to the Sword Sect with this Seat, This Seat…”
Chunxi did not finish her sentence.
However, Qin Feilong spoke to her as if he had grasped a lifeline:
“Mother, can you save them? … As long as you can save them, I will go back with you… I promise you… I promise you…”
Qin Feilong’s voice was extremely panicked.
Carrying the helplessness of a child.
“I don’t want freedom anymore… Mother, I just want them to live well…”
