In the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the most majestic city gate was the East City Gate.
It was full of people.
The crowd that usually came and went all stopped in their tracks. Looking at the bloody people hanging in front of the city gate, they all pointed at them and commented on them.
"You bunch of unruly people, ants, shut up, shut up!"
He Jianyun roared at the top of his lungs, but his voice was very weak and hoarse, without any power.
Even ordinary mortals would not care about his threat at this moment.
There were even many people who threw rotten eggs at him.
Daiga Ken Sect used to be high and mighty. Its disciples used to be domineering in the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty and did many bullying things. People were angry but didn't dare to say anything.
Now, Daiga Ken Sect had fallen from the clouds. It was no longer the high and mighty existence that couldn't be provoked.
Even He Jianyun, the master of Daiga Ken Sect, was now hated by everyone.
"He Jianyun, don't you think it's very sad to live like this?"
Jun Wu Xie stood in the air in front of the city gate, coldly appreciating He Jianyun's miserable fate. He said, "How does it feel to beg for death?"
"Jun Wu Xie, you'll die a horrible death, you'll die a horrible death! You destroyed my sect, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost! The Heaven Splitting Sword Sect will destroy your Sōgō Gakuin School, and you'll die even more miserably than me! "
He Jianyun roared and coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
He was hanging on the city gate, covered in blood. All the bones in his body had been shattered by Jun Wu Xie. His Qi was sealed and he couldn't circulate it. He could only passively consume it to maintain his life. It was difficult for him to commit suicide.
The intense pain in his body made him want to die, and the shame in his heart made him feel like thousands of arrows were piercing his heart!
He had never thought that he would end up like this.
Humiliated like this, he couldn't die even if he wanted to, and couldn't live even if he wanted to!
Pain and despair constantly gnawed at his heart.
"He Jianyun, to be honest, it's quite interesting to see your incompetent and furious look, but you can only wait for death in humiliation."
After Jun Wu Xie finished speaking, he smiled faintly and turned to leave.
"You …"
He Jianyun was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.
When Jun Wu Xie returned to Zong Wang Mountain, the sect was covered with white cloth strips, and there was a sad atmosphere.
On the mountain, other than the people from the sect and the few women by his side, the Great Zhou Imperial Family's Emperor Ji Liufeng and the Eighth Prince Ji Beilan were also there, as well as the manager of the treasure house, Su Lan.
There were many carriages parked at the foot of the mountain.
The word "Foundation" was pasted on the carriage in white.
These carriages were used by the royal family and Su Lan to transport the coffins.
Hundreds of high-quality coffins were neatly arranged in front of the main hall of the sect.
The heads of the dead disciples of the sect had all been placed in the coffins.
Lord Alcohol stood in front of the coffin silently with tears in his old eyes.
Everyone stood behind him silently, mourning in silence.
"After so many years, I've finally brought you back to the sect today. The sect has let you down. You are all good people. You shouldn't have ended up like this …"
Tears streamed down Lord Alcohol's face as he touched the coffin with trembling hands.
Xu Daoling and Kong Xu squatted on the ground and burned paper money with red eyes.
Jun Wu Xie went forward and silently burned some paper money.
They didn't know what to say to their dead senior brothers and sisters.
If they knew in the underworld that there was hope for the sect's revival and that the Daiga Ken Sect was destroyed, that would probably be the greatest comfort.
"Lord Alcohol, have you chosen the burial ground?"
Jun Wu Xie stood up and asked.
Lord Alcohol nodded. "I plan to bury them in the sect's forbidden area. In the future, when our Sōgō Gakuin School flourishes, the disciples will pay their respects every year!"
"Alright!" Jun Wu Xie nodded. He agreed with Lord Alcohol's decision. "How's Uncle Bird's condition?"
"Don't worry, Young Master. His life functions are very stable."
His condition is stable. "
"Wu Xie, don't be too sad …" Ji Liufeng stepped forward and patted Jun Wu Xie's shoulder. He didn't know how to comfort him. The Sōgō Gakuin School's experience was truly tragic.
Although they had taken revenge and the Daiga Ken Sect was destroyed, this could only alleviate the hatred in their hearts. It was difficult to erase the sorrow in their hearts.
"Brother-in-law."
Ji Beilan stepped forward and gave Jun Wu Xie a hug.
"I'm fine." Jun Wu Xie took a deep breath and said, "Now that things have come to this, there's no point in feeling sad. What we can do is to bury our senior brothers and sisters and then think of a way to reconstruct Uncle Bird's limbs!"
Having said that, he was taken aback. "Where's Master's wife's coffin?"
"Your master's wife still has a remnant soul that hasn't been destroyed. Qian Shan isn't willing to bury her …"
Lord Alcohol explained He Qingyun's situation in detail. Uncle Bird had told him all this.
Jun Wu Xie trembled in anger when he heard that!
That bastard, He Jianyun, had actually planted a Soul Replenishing Seed in his master's wife's sea of consciousness. He had kept her remnant soul alive, causing her to suffer and torment every minute and second for all these years!
"Wu Xie, find a chance to persuade your Uncle Bird. If he persists like this, it will only make Qingyun suffer more …"
Lord Alcohol said in a deep voice.
Jun Wu Xie thought for a moment and said, "Master's wife's current situation shouldn't be considered a true death. If I were Uncle Bird, I wouldn't give up either! If we give up on Master's wife, with Uncle Bird's current situation, he'll probably have nothing left to live for and will want to die! "
"But …"
Jun Wu Xie interrupted Lord Alcohol and looked at Concubine Ling. "Given Master's wife's situation, is there a way to revive her?"
Revive?
Other than Concubine Ling and Yueyao, everyone looked at Jun Wu Xie with their mouths agape.
It had been decades, and only a remnant soul was left. It was basically equivalent to being dead for a long time. How could she be revived in such a situation?
They had never heard of such a thing!
However, Jun Wu Xie knew that there were too many things in this world that exceeded the knowledge of ordinary people. If a remnant soul wasn't destroyed, it might really be possible to revive her. Furthermore, Master's wife's cultivation realm wasn't high, so the difficulty of reviving her wasn't that high.
Concubine Ling fell silent for a moment before saying, "It's possible to revive her, but it's extremely difficult. The chances are slim. Furthermore, it's very difficult to do so in a short period of time. Her main soul has long dissipated. It's equivalent to being dead.
"However, I've heard that there's a Netherworld Underworld in this world. All souls that have passed away will eventually return to the Netherworld Underworld. If we can bring back her main soul from the Netherworld Underworld, there might be a chance of her revival. However, these are all rumors that have yet to be confirmed. No one knows if there's a Netherworld Underworld or where it is …
"The legends of the Netherworld Underworld might be true. Once one cultivates to a certain realm, it's not impossible to understand the existence of that level." Yueyao, who had been silent all this while, spoke up. "However, the legendary Netherworld Underworld is different from the one in the mortal world. The real Netherworld Underworld should be an extremely powerful world. It has the power to gather souls, allowing the souls of various worlds to enter that world … "
When Lord Alcohol and company heard this, they were dumbfounded. This was the first time they had heard of such a secret.
"Then, as long as Master's wife's remnant soul isn't destroyed, there's hope of reviving her in the future! However, using a Soul-replenishing Seed to keep the remnant soul in suspense will cause the remnant soul to feel pain in the body. How can this be resolved? "
Jun Wu Xie looked at Yueyao and Concubine Ling.
Here, they were the most knowledgeable and knowledgeable ones.
Concubine Ling looked at Yueyao and said, "Only by soaking her body in the Spring of Life with a purity of 10% can the aura of death slowly be removed, allowing her body to regain vitality. Only then can the pain be gradually reduced …"
"Spring of Life with a purity of 10%?"
Lord Alcohol's lips trembled. Such purity was rarely seen in ten thousand years!
Su Xiaoxiao added, "The Spring of Life with such purity should be at the Saint-tier. It's extremely difficult to find …"
Speaking up to this point, she paused for a moment before saying, "If Uncle Mu's limbs are to be reconstructed, he will also need some Spring of Life with such purity. Other than that, he will also need Lifebone Flower, Flesh Lingzhi, and Spirit Marrow Liquid, three Quasi-Sage Rare Treasures of Heaven and Earth … "
Jun Wu Xie was a little shocked. Why would he need such high-grade Rare Treasures?
As if seeing his confusion, Concubine Ling transmitted her voice. "When Yueyao's heart was reconstructed, it was because she had the Heart Leaf Divine Grass as a foundation."
Lord Alcohol sighed heavily. When he heard that these Rare Treasures of Heaven and Earth were needed, he knew that Mu Qianshan would probably never be able to walk again …
With Jun Wu Xie's ability, he might be able to find one in the future. However, if he needed so many Saint-tier and Quasi-Sage Rare Treasures, it would be impossible to gather all of them.
Even those sovereign-level factions, with their legacies, might not be able to gather all of them!
"I understand. No matter what is needed, I will definitely make Uncle Bird stand again!" Jun Wu Xie looked at Lord Alcohol, whose eyes were dim, and said, "Leave Uncle Bird's matter to me. Lord Alcohol, you just need to develop the sect well in the future. Believe me, I can do it!"
Lord Alcohol's lips trembled. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He only nodded heavily.
"What kind of place would be able to produce these Rare Treasures?"
Jun Wu Xie thought to himself. Right now, he needed to find out such information. Regarding this, perhaps only the higher-ups of the sovereign-level factions would know about it.
Who should he ask?
He couldn't help but think of someone in his mind.
Yan Qingcheng!
After all, asking about Rare Treasures of such Rare Treasures would definitely attract the attention and guesses of others. He might even be schemed against.
Yan Qingcheng wouldn't harm him. He could trust her.
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