Chapter 3
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Although Qin Shaofeng didn't have the talent for cultivation and had never cultivated before, he didn't have the courage of a warrior. In the end, he didn't fight to the death with Qin Shaoyang. However, Qin Shaofeng was still the eldest son of the Northern Garrison Prince. Moreover, he was well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics since he was young.
He had already achieved some success in cultivating his Qi and had a lot of pride. Even if he were to die, he wouldn't die in the hands of Qin Shaoyang. Only he could end his own life. Therefore, he resolutely chose to jump off the cliff.
The Heavenly Mountain that Qin Shaoyang had invited Qin Shaofeng to was the highest peak of the Qinling Mountains in the northwest of Shang Zhou. To the north was the boundless North Sea. Huge waves crashed against the cliffs. When Qin Shaofeng's figure fell into the sea, he was directly swept away by the huge waves and disappeared without a trace.
When Qin Shaoyang saw Qin Shaofeng jumping off the cliff to commit suicide, he was stunned for a moment. However, he immediately sneered as he looked at the deep cliff and the huge waves below. He muttered to himself, "Suicide? That's good. At least this young master doesn't have to personally deal with a piece of trash like you. "
After speaking, Qin Shaoyang turned around and walked down the mountain. He actually didn't check whether Qin Shaofeng was dead or not. In Qin Shaoyang's opinion, with Qin Shaofeng's weak physique and the fact that his palm had pierced through Qin Shaofeng's lung, Qin Shaofeng was definitely dead. Therefore, Qin Shaofeng didn't bother to check whether Qin Shaofeng was dead or not.
Just as Qin Shaoyang walked down the mountain, two figures of women stood on another mountain peak not far from them. One of them was tall. Although her body was wrapped in a white palace dress, it couldn't hide her impressive figure. However, her face was covered with a veil, so her peerless beauty couldn't be seen clearly.
Beside this woman stood a little girl who seemed to be around 13 or 14 years old. With her delicate appearance, it was obvious that she would grow up to be a devastatingly beautiful woman. However, at this time, the little girl's face revealed an anxious expression.
"Master, look. That person jumped off the cliff. Quickly go and save him. Quickly go and save him." The little girl shook the arm of the woman she called master and said anxiously.
When the woman heard the little girl's words, she shook her head and said to the little girl, "Lian 'er, don't cause trouble. This is the Northern Garrison's family affairs. Although our Heavenly Mountain Sect isn't afraid of the Garrison's forces, we can't ask for trouble and get involved in this matter..... Besides, even if Master makes a move, it's useless. That child will definitely die. "
Hearing her master's words, the little girl's eyes were filled with hazy mist. Drops of tears flowed from her eyes. She and her master had witnessed the whole thing here. When she saw Qin Shaofeng being forced to jump off the cliff by Qin Shaoyang, Lian 'er felt an inexplicable heartache.
Therefore, she hurriedly begged her master to save Qin Shaofeng. Now, after hearing her master's words, Lian 'er couldn't help but shed tears. Looking at Qin Shaoyang's gradually disappearing back, an inexplicable trace of hatred appeared in her heart.
The little girl's master looked at Lian 'er's tearful appearance and hugged Lian' er. She gently stroked Lian 'er's head and said softly, "Lian' er, there are too many helpless things in this world. You can't manage them all. Well, don't cry. Your Iceheart Technique has been cultivated to the third layer. You can't have too many emotional fluctuations. Otherwise, you won't be able to break through to the fourth layer and reach the Xiantian realm."
If someone heard this woman's words, they would definitely be shocked. Such a 13- or 14-year-old little girl was actually at the peak of the Houtian realm and was about to break through to the Xiantian realm.
Hearing her master's words, Lian 'er glanced at the monstrous sea in the distance and could only nod. Then, she was led down the mountain by her master. The two mountain peaks regained their tranquility. Except for the whistling mountain wind, there was no other sound. The whistling mountain wind whistled as if it was telling everyone what had happened here. However, no one came to listen.
A bone-piercing cold assaulted Qin Shaofeng. Seawater that carried a little bit of bitterness and saltiness continuously poured into his mouth, causing Qin Shaofeng, who was already having difficulty breathing, to feel even more uncomfortable. Qin Shaofeng's consciousness also gradually became blurry and he fell into a coma.
At this time, a black fog suddenly gushed out from the depths of the sea and wrapped around Qin Shaofeng's body. Then, it dragged Qin Shaofeng's body to the bottom of the sea and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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