Su Zimo retracted his flying sword and landed in the courtyard silently.
He went forward and pushed the door open.
A pungent smell of herbs wafted over.
There was even a hint of a woman's fragrance mixed in with the faint fragrance of flowers.
Su Zimo frowned and strode in.
A woman laid on the bed quietly with her eyes shut. Her face was pale and her lips were drained of blood. She was covered with a blanket and was barely breathing.
Su Zimo came before the bed and looked at the woman on the bed silently, neither happy nor sad.
The woman's body was filled with a decaying aura of death.
Her pulse was weak, and her internal organs were beginning to fail.
Even an immortal would not be able to save her!
Eight years.
Who would have thought that the young girl who was fancied by an immortal eight years ago would end up in such a state?
He could only lament that fate was toying with people.
Perhaps sensing something, Chen Meng Qi's eyelashes fluttered and she opened her eyes slowly.
In Su Zimo's memories, that pair of bright and lively eyes were now empty, lifeless, and dull.
Her gaze was blank, as though she was not used to it.
Her gaze lingered on Su Zimo's face for a long time before her eyes gradually widened. Her gaze flickered and there was an additional glint in them.
Chen Meng Qi's face regained some color as well.
"Y-You're here."
Chen Meng Qi's lips twitched and she revealed a smile.
However, she did not have much strength left and even her voice was as soft as a mosquito's.
"How did this happen?"
After standing still for a long time, Su Zimo asked with a calm voice.
"I was too impatient and wanted to form a core by force. Sigh, it's not that easy to form a core. "
Chen Meng Qi gave a self-pitying smile. "My foundation was unstable and I failed to form a core. I lost control of my spirit energy and my meridians were broken. I went berserk and nearly died. Thankfully, master intervened and saved me."
At the mention of the word 'master', Chen Meng Qi glanced at Su Zimo. Seeing that the latter was expressionless and did not seem to mind, she continued, "I know that I don't have much time left. Hence, I wish to return to Ping Yang Town and return to my roots."
"Master felt sorry for me, so he personally sent me back."
Su Zimo was silent, but there was a trace of pity in his eyes.
It wasn't because he pitied Chen Meng Qi's fate, but because he pitied her ignorance.
Up until that moment, she had yet to realize that she had already been sacrificed by Perfected Being Cang Lang as a pawn!
Chen Meng Qi murmured, "I know, I owe you too much. Now that you've come to see me and listen to me, I no longer have any regrets. "
Su Zimo looked around the room. Finally, his gaze landed on the wooden table beside the bed. There was a bright red flower in full bloom, and he frowned.
"This flower …"
Su Zimo narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.
Suddenly!
A cold voice suddenly came from the void outside the door.
"Activate!"
The moment he said that, a series of bedazzling lights lit up outside the door, as bright as day.
The light of formation patterns!
Su Zimo was a Sword Formation Master to begin with. Even without heading out to take a look, he could sense the aura of the formation being activated.
Chen Meng Qi had a blank expression, not knowing what was going on.
The next moment, the roof was overturned by a tremendous force, causing dust to billow and sand to fly everywhere.
"Hahahaha!"
A series of smug and arrogant laughter echoed in the courtyard.
When she heard that laughter, Chen Meng Qi was stunned and said in disbelief, "Master?"
Su Zimo turned around calmly.
After the dust settled, five Perfected Jin Dan stood in a row in the sky above the courtyard. They had murderous auras and sharp gazes.
The person in the middle was Perfected Being Cang Lang of Iridescent Clouds Palace!
"Master, you guys …"
Chen Meng Qi's lips quivered and the shock in her eyes disappeared gradually. She did not continue.
She was no fool and understood what was going on the moment she saw the formation.
Perfected Being Cang Lang glanced at Chen Meng Qi and said coldly, "You traitorous disciple. If not for the fact that I wanted to use you to lure that little beast, Su Zimo, down the mountain, I would have killed you personally!"
"Why? Why? "
Chen Meng Qi struggled to sit up, trembling all over as she looked at Perfected Being Cang Lang and asked in a quivering voice, "I-Is it because I didn't follow you to conquer Misty Peak?"
"That's because Su Zimo will only come down the mountain if you're dead!"
Perfected Being Cang Lang had a cold expression. "Also, I'll let you know the reason for your death today! You're at five meridian Foundation Establishment and there's a high chance that you'll succeed in your core formation. However, you still failed … "
When she heard that, Chen Meng Qi's mouth opened slightly and she shook her head repeatedly, as though she had sensed something terrifying!
Perfected Being Cang Lang smiled sinisterly. "Do you remember the elixir I gave you before your seclusion?"
"That elixir is indeed useful for channeling spirit energy and core formation. However, I've added some other things into the medicinal pill! Hahahaha! "
"Pfft!"
Chen Meng Qi spat out a mouthful of blood and her face was pale. A layer of death aura shrouded her glabella as she became even weaker.
"I could tell from the start that you haven't given up on that little beast."
Perfected Being Cang Lang continued, "You're indeed a good disciple of mine and you didn't disappoint me. After I sent you back personally, you sent a paper crane impatiently to Misty Peak. Everything was within my expectations. "
"I gave you a chance but you didn't grasp it. Damned girl, you only have death waiting for you if you dare to disobey me. If I can bring you into the immortal sect, I can naturally destroy you as well! "
"Eight years … Eight years of master and disciple relationship. Could it be …" Chen Meng Qi's voice trembled as tears welled up in her eyes.
"Fufu."
Perfected Being Cang Lang stifled a laugh. "My good disciple, I'll teach you one last lesson."
"There's no such thing as friendship in the cultivation world! In my eyes, you're nothing more than a chess piece! "
Hot tears rolled down her cheeks as she cried silently.
At that moment, Chen Meng Qi could no longer feel the pain in her body.
The only thing she felt was a sharp pain in her heart and her limbs turning cold as she almost fainted!
Every single sentence of Perfected Being Cang Lang was like a sharp arrow that pierced thousands of holes in her body that was already filled with injuries.
Perfected Being Cang Lang's gaze shifted to Su Zimo. Raising his brow, he asked, "Su Zimo, you don't seem surprised?"
Sima Zhi stroked his beard and laughed smugly. "You don't have to pretend to be calm anymore. Right now, you must be scared to death, right?"
"Do you think that the five of you and that lousy formation can scare me?"
Su Zimo laughed as well.
In the ancient battlefield, he fought against the paragons of the immortal, Buddhist and fiend sects singlehandedly and fought against Sealers. It was countless times more dangerous than this!
"What arrogance!"
"You really don't know what's good for you!"
Liang Heng, Gao Hu and the others hollered and exuded the might of Perfected Being Jin Dan as they surged towards Su Zimo continuously.
"Su Zimo, I've even brought out the ancient fiend flower in order to set up a trap to kill you!"
Perfected Being Cang Lang said coldly, "I'm sure you've already realized that all the spirit energy in your body has been sealed and you can't use it at all. Today, you'll definitely die! "
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
