I'll leave you alive.
In other words, you will die for sure if I stay here.
It was deathly quiet on the beach.
Tong Yan, Zhuo Rusui, and even Liu Shisui were all startled.
Everybody knew that Jing Jiu was a self-confident and even narcissistic person. Shen Yunmai had no choice but to admit defeat to him.
Yet, his opponent was the Grandmaster of Aoyama, Shen Aoyama.
The Aoyama Sect was founded by him, and the Cultivation circle in Chaotian was founded by him. Moreover, Jing Jiu hadn't even found a way to get rid of the control of the Inherited Heaven Sword. He was like a weak patient on the verge of death.
How could he defeat Shen Aoyama in such a state? Zhao Layue recalled that Jing Jiu had said before the floor-to-ceiling window on the battleship that he had thought of a way before his ascension … Was it true?
Shen Aoyama didn't mind Jing Jiu's confidence, "Why do you think I'll agree to your condition?"
"It's said that no matter how powerful a being is, his fear of death will lessen after a long time. I haven't been there yet, so I don't know how to feel about it. But you're indeed very old, so you might not be afraid of death."
Jing Jiu continued, "Let's change the condition then. Give me the method, and I'll let her live."
The gazes fell on the spot next to Zhao Layue.
Hua Xi stood there in Silence, as if she had no idea that she had become a hostage.
Shen Aoyama looked at Hua Xi without uttering a word.
"Why do I keep her by my side?"
Jing Jiu continued softly after coughing twice, "It's for this moment."
He was in a perilous situation at the end of the battle in the galaxy beyond the fog. Even so, he didn't abandon the unconscious Hua Xi when he was chased by the immortal ascendants and the fleet.
He put her in the luggage bag, treating her as the most precious piece of luggage. No matter how heavy and troublesome it was, he took her with him to the underground tunnel and lived with her in the 720 building for more than a year.
This was completely unlike his cold and emotionless style of doing things.
It was not until later in the Gray Passage that he completely destroyed the chip behind Hua Xi's neck and locked that person in this little girl's body that the answer was truly revealed.
The little girl was the cell he had prepared for the priestess. It was the only way to take control of this world. It was the only way for Xue Gie to gain true freedom and help him remove the threat of Shen Aoyama.
The question was, why didn't he kill Hua Xi when he had achieved all these goals? Instead, he let Xue Gie bring her to the galactic base, and then brought her to the solar system to let her meet Shen Aoyama.
Wasn't he worried that there would be some accidents in the process? Even if he was worried that a new Hua Xi would be born in the radiance of the charter, so he couldn't kill Hua Xi, he could totally hide Hua Xi in a place where no one could find her. For example, he could ask the Snow Girl to freeze her into a small planet. At least, he should let her hibernate. Why did he let her come here just like that?
Because only when he was awake was he alive, and only then could he move people.
"She said that you're comrades. I acknowledge and respect that, because I've experienced it myself."
Jing Jiu said slowly, "How can you abandon a comrade?"
After a moment of silence, Shen Aoyama suddenly asked, "Have you ever abandoned a comrade?"
Jing Jiu replied without a second thought, "I don't have a comrade."
Zhao Layue lowered his head to look at the sandy ground under his feet.
The seawater came up and wetted the soles of his shoes.
Shen Aoyama pressed, "So you haven't risked your life for anyone, have you?"
"No," replied Jing Jiu.
"Didn't you come here for the Snow Girl?" asked Shen Aoyama.
"I won't die," said Jing Jiu.
"What about that junior called Lian Sanyue?" pressed Shen Aoyama.
"She is dead," said Jing Jiu.
"Why do you think I would do that?" asked Shen Aoyama with a small smile.
Both the immortals of the previous generation and the disciples of the younger generation like Liu Shisui had a strong feeling that the Great Grandmaster of Aoyama and Jing Jiu were the same kind of person, even though they didn't have any proof.
As such, they thought Jing Jiu's request was too childish, or even reckless.
Nobody could threaten him with the lives of Zhao Layue and the others; why did he think that the Great Grandmaster would be threatened? Even if the Great Grandmaster and the young priest had known each other for many years and were comrades who had fought side by side, how could her life be more important than the Snow Girl's?
It was still deathly quiet on the beach, and the monkeys in the coconut grove had gone somewhere a while ago. The sound of the lapping of the seawater was even louder. After the Great Grandmaster had collapsed, the sand pagodas and stone pagodas had turned into piles among the trees and the cliffs, looking like scattered graves. If the Great Grandmaster had agreed to Jing Jiu's request, would those graves be useless?
Liu Shisui and the others looked at Hua Xi beside Zhao Layue, wondering if it was possible.
Time didn't flow too far, but it seemed that a long time had passed because it flowed too slowly.
An extremely bright sword light suddenly illuminated the beach, the coconut grove, and those graves.
There was no sign.
Shen Yunmai and Tong Yan didn't expect it.
Zhao Layue didn't expect it either.
Even the Great Grandmaster and Jing Jiu didn't expect it.
It was because she wasn't the one who wielded the sword.
Everyone seemed to have agreed that if someone would be the first to attack, it would be her.
The one who wielded the sword was Liu Shisui.
Hua Xi's left arm fell on the beach. The blood stained the sand and gradually seeped into it.
Zhuo Rusui's surprised cry came from a distance.
Everyone looked at Liu Shisui with complicated expressions in their eyes.
When he stared at Hua Xi a moment ago, they thought he was worried that the Great Grandmaster would be threatened.
It turned out that he was preparing to wield the sword.
…
…
The Lone Sword was the sharpest among the main swords of the Nine Peaks of Aoyama.
Hua Xi didn't feel anything at all. She only reacted when she heard that exclamation.
She felt a slight coldness coming from her broken arm, which then turned into pain.
Her face was pale. She pressed her lips together and covered her broken arm with her hands, the blood flowing out from the gaps between her fingers.
Drip. Drip. Drip. The broken arm fell on the beach and became wet, and the sand was stained a deeper red.
Liu Shisui walked up to Hua Xi and started to treat her injury.
Hua Xi didn't refuse, nor did she say anything. She let go of her arm and let him treat her.
It was easy for an immortal who could ascend to heaven to treat this kind of external injury. Moreover, he was from the Guocheng Temple, so he was good at medicine. But he didn't have a chance to use it, so he treated her with great care and tenderness.
The treatment was over before Hua Xi felt anything.
Liu Shisui looked into her eyes and said earnestly, "I'm sorry."
It was said that one should always give a carrot after a stick.
He was apologizing for cutting off someone's arm.
And everybody could tell that he didn't say it to the young priest, but to the real Hua Xi.
Though the little girl couldn't hear it at the moment.
Zhao Layue said to Liu Shisui, "This isn't something you should do."
Liu Shisui said, "I can't let you do all the bad things and let me have a good reputation."
In the last five hundred years, the sound of war drums had never been heard in Chaotian; there was only peace.
Though the Aoyama Sect was powerful, they had to resort to many cruel methods to achieve such a prosperous state.
Without Jing Jiu's restraint, Zhao Layue had indeed killed many people.
Zhuo Rusui's Swallowing Boat Sword had been broken three times, to say nothing of the others.
The blood and death had been turned into the nutrients for the peace of the world by Liu Shisui by the convenience of his sect.
He had become the most respected highly achieved swordsman in the Cultivation circle.
That was why he said so.
Then, he turned to Shen Aoyama in the wheelchair and bowed to him earnestly, saying, "Grandmaster, please reconsider."
…
…
If you didn't believe the Young Master's threat, you could have a look first.
Even if the Young Master couldn't threaten you, you still had to try.
As such, Liu Shisui chopped off one of Hua Xi's arms before asking the Grandmaster to reconsider.
Shen Aoyama didn't do anything while Liu Shisui was treating Hua Xi's wound. All he did was look in that direction in Silence.
He pulled back his gaze after he finished treating Hua Xi's wound and made sure that it had healed completely and even grew new muscles.
There was a soft clank sound.
The shadow of a streamer flashed in front of Liu Shisui.
The shadow of the streamer broke into pieces.
He floated backwards, retreating into that coconut grove.
A bright sword light burst out in the coconut grove.
The leaves and the coconuts were crushed into powder.
The coconut juice splashed all over the sky and fell down like raindrops, creating many small pits on the beach.
A mournful sound of a sword could be vaguely heard.
Liu Shisui turned into a black fire dragon, shooting up into the sky.
The dragon scales fell down like the snow.
He drew a rainbow with his left hand.
The rainbow was cut off from the middle as soon as it was formed.
There was another rustling sound.
A few cracks appeared on the fan in his hand, and it separated weakly.
Suddenly, a thunder sounded in the sky, but there was no lightning.
Liu Shisui fell from the sky and hit the beach heavily. A few deep marks appeared on the dragon-tail inkstone in his hand.
Peng Lang held the hilt of his sword and stared at the old man in the wheelchair.
Zhao Layue's voice sounded faster than his sword.
"Do you really want her to die?"
Now she could kill Hua Xi with just a thought.
No matter how strong the Grandmaster was, he couldn't stop her.
The Lone Sword flew back from the coconut grove and hid behind Liu Shisui.
The mournful sound in the coconut grove should have come from it.
At this moment, it was also very timid, even more timid than Ada behind Zhuo Rusui.
Liu Shisui was even worse. His clothes were torn, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The Ten Thousand Soul Banner was cut open with an irreparable gap.
The demonic skill of the Bloody Demon Church was useless.
The God-stunning Brush was cut off when it was just taken out.
The fan couldn't withstand a single blow.
The dragon-tail inkstone couldn't block the lightning either.
In the end, he had the thought of giving up, so he didn't take out the Seal of the King Of The Underworld.
…
…
Liu Shisui, the highly respected scholar with a high Cultivation state and remarkable magic in Chaotian … had been defeated.
Shen Aoyama merely shot him a glance.
The crowd was shocked speechless.
The Ten Thousand Soul Banner, the God-stunning Brush, the Lone Sword, and the First Child Sword were all magic treasures of the highest state in Chaotian.
After being tempered by the fairy energy, these magic treasures could pose a great threat to the ascended immortals.
Unexpectedly, they were as useless as copper and iron in front of the Grandmaster.
The most shocking part was that not a single sword light had appeared on the beach, in the coconut grove, or in the sky during the earlier fight, and the crowd couldn't sense a single sword will … Liu Shisui was like a madman who was fighting against the void all by himself!
His Cultivation state was so profound that it was hard to comprehend. Even Jing Jiu in his heyday was probably inferior to him. Fortunately, the fight was stopped by Zhao Layue; otherwise, Liu Shisui's life would be in danger.
Did the Grandmaster's angry decision to stop the fight in the end indicate that Jing Jiu's idea was correct? Would he agree to let the Snow Girl live because of Hua Xi's life?
"Stop dreaming," Shen Yunmai said in a mocking tone, "You people have no idea how cold-blooded and heartless he is."
In the history of mankind, the Grandmaster of Aoyama could be ranked in the top five in terms of actual importance and symbolic significance, be it in the Federation of the Milky Way or in Chaotian.
Those emperors, generals, ministers, and literary scholars were not qualified to be mentioned in the same breath as him.
Needless to say, he was a truly great man.
The great men had many different characteristics, but they also had something in common.
One of them was that they placed the fate of mankind in the most important position.
They believed that they were qualified and had the ability to make decisions on behalf of mankind, so they had to shoulder the responsibility.
In comparison, their own lives and the lives of others were not as important.
The Grandmaster looked at Hua Xi.
Hua Xi looked at him.
The two of them met each other's eyes, and there were many stories between them.
Those stories had become myths in the religion of the Federation of the Milky Way.
"I'm not interested in your stories. Please make a decision soon."
Jing Jiu's feeble voice rang out mercilessly.
Shen Aoyama closed his eyes.
Then, he opened his eyes.
Hua Xi was aware of his choice, showing an angry expression on her small face.
"Interesting."
Looking at Jing Jiu, Shen Aoyama took out an object from his sleeve and handed it to Jing Jiu.
It was a hollow ball made of golden threads, with a small shelf inside it, which could be used to store spices or light sources.
It looked like a common piece of jewelry.
There was a black rhombus-shaped gem inside the hollow ball made of golden threads.
It should be a gem, because it was so pure and gloomy.
If the gazes fell on it, they would be swallowed up by it.
Tong Yan and the others guessed that it should be the object Jing Jiu wanted, feeling shocked speechless.
(End of this chapter)
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