plumnovel Chapter 483 Take good care of yourself! Live well!
Chapter 483 Take good care of yourself! Live well!
Young Master Wang stood several feet away, a cruel smile playing on his lips, his short sword lightly tapping against his palm.
"Old eunuch, my patience is limited. Send her back and continue breaking the formation; she can live a few more days. Otherwise... you'll just have to watch her soul dissipate."
The fighting inside the side hall has come to a complete halt due to this turn of events.
Fourteen Nascent Soul cultivators, some standing and some standing, gazed at the two people behind the pillars with varying expressions. Some showed pity, but most were filled with indifference and greed!
The Green Lotus Daoist frowned slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he remained silent.
Zhou Shan remained expressionless, the bronze seal hanging beside him, his aura locked onto Chen Fan.
Tianxiangzi's convulsions gradually subsided.
She opened her eyes with difficulty; her pupils were already somewhat dilated, but she still tried her best to focus on Chen Fan's face.
A faint, gentle smile managed to squeeze out from that face contorted with pain.
"Chen Fan..." Her voice was barely audible, each word laced with blood, "Don't...don't listen to him..."
Chen Fan was startled.
With her last bit of strength, Tianxiangzi raised her trembling hand and gently pressed it against the back of his hand.
Her hands were icy cold, her fingertips curled up from the pain, yet she still held onto him stubbornly.
"I...I don't want...to see you humiliated..." she said haltingly, tears mixed with blood streaming down her face. "You...you must live well...take care..."
Before she finished speaking, a resolute glint flashed in her eyes!
Chen Fan sensed something was wrong and shouted sharply, "Xiang'er! No!"
But it was too late.
Inside Tianxiangzi's body, the sealed nascent soul was forcibly ignited at this moment!
Moreover, it was not about breaking the seal, but rather... destroying one's own foundation and detonating one's divine soul!
"boom!"
A faint yet resolute surge of spiritual energy exploded from her dantian!
It wasn't an attack, but an inward collapse, dragging her remaining soul, life force, and even the soul-devouring Gu worm into the abyss of destruction!
"No!!!"
Chen Fan's roar shattered the deathly silence of the sealed space.
He watched helplessly as the woman in his arms suddenly stiffened and then collapsed completely.
The phantoms of Gu worms emerging from the seven orifices emitted silent shrieks, collapsing under the impact of the self-destruction of spiritual energy.
The bluish-black tinge on her face quickly faded, revealing a pale, paper-white complexion, with even a hint of relieved smile lingering at the corners of her mouth.
It was as if she was just asleep.
But Chen Fan knew she was dead.
Their souls and spirits were annihilated, their foundation for cultivation was destroyed, and they didn't even have the chance to be reincarnated and start over.
In order not to become a burden to him and not to let him be controlled by others, she chose the most thorough and decisive way.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
The side hall was completely silent; everyone stared in disbelief at the scene before them. Even the young master Wang's cruel smile froze, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes. He hadn't expected this woman to be so fierce.
Chen Fan slowly lowered his head, looking at Tian Xiangzi's peaceful sleeping face.
He didn't cry, he didn't yell, he didn't even show a trace of expression.
But those deep eyes had turned into a deathly gray, as if all the light and all the emotions had been drained away in that moment.
He gently tucked the stray strands of hair from her forehead behind her ear, his movements incredibly tender.
Then, he raised his head and looked at Young Master Wang.
That one glance sent a chill down Wang Gongzi's spine, and he subconsciously took a half-step back.
"She's dead." Chen Fan said, his voice eerily calm, yet like a thousand years of ice scraping against everyone's eardrums. "She died at your hands."
Young Master Wang forced himself to remain calm and scoffed, "She asked for it! I gave her a way out..."
"Shut up." Chen Fan interrupted him and slowly stood up.
His cultivation was still sealed, and he was bound by chains, but the fourteen Nascent Soul cultivators around him felt a strange sense of suffocation as he stood there.
It was as if something was awakening within him, something more essential and terrifying than cultivation or spiritual power.
Chen Fan raised his hand, placing his palm against his chest, where the golden bowl was slightly warm.
"Stop," he said softly.
A faint golden light emanated from his palm and enveloped Tianxiangzi's corpse.
The next moment, the corpse turned into a stream of light and disappeared into his chest!
"What are you doing? You're no match for us all by yourself. Accept your fate, you old eunuch!" Young Master Wang shouted fiercely!
Chen Fan did not answer.
He looked down at his empty hands, then slowly clenched them.
His knuckles turned white from the force, his fingernails dug deep into his palms, and blood seeped out from between his fingers, dripping onto the dark, iron-like ground.
"Tianxiangzi is dead." He repeated it, as if stating a fact, or as if saying it to himself, "Dead at your hands."
He raised his head, his gaze sweeping over Young Master Wang, Daoist Qinglian, Zhou Shan, and every Nascent Soul cultivator present.
That gaze was calm and unwavering, yet it sent chills down the spine of the person being looked at.
"So," Chen Fan said slowly, his voice still calm, but with a chilling resolve, "we will perish together with you."
"To perish together?" Young Master Wang laughed wildly, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. "Old eunuch, your cultivation has been sealed, and you've lost all your spiritual power. What do you have to offer for mutual destruction? Your crippled body? Or your pathetic skill in formations?"
His laughter abruptly ceased, his eyes flashing with murderous intent: "If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place! If you had obediently listened to me, this woman might have lived a few more days! Since you've chosen to die..."
He waved his hand sharply: "Kill him! Extract his soul and refine his spirit; I will ensure he is never reincarnated!"
The moment the order was given, several Nascent Soul cultivators who had been waiting in ambush attacked simultaneously!
Azure Lotus Sword Dragon Roars!
Zhou Shan's seal pressed down like a mountain!
The Xuan Yin Chains of the Shangqing Daoist are like venomous snakes emerging from their holes!
The water blade of the Spirit Water Ancestor pierced through the air!
The talisman of the Heavenly Fiend Ancestor transformed into thunder and fire!
The founding ancestor's Vajra Fist Seal shattered the void!
Six Nascent Soul level killing moves bombarded Chen Fan from different directions!
This time, there was no holding back; every blow was a fatal one!
The other Nascent Soul cultivators in the side hall retreated one by one, unwilling to be affected, but their eyes were all filled with indifference!
In their eyes, this old eunuch was doomed.
Chen Fan stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding.
He even closed his eyes.
Many images flashed through my mind.
One day, Xiangzi was planting herbs by the herb field, her profile showing her focused attention; and her eyes curved into crescent moons as she stuffed the osmanthus cake into his hand!
There was the complex look in her eyes when she said "So what if I'm a eunuch?", the resolute determination when she burned her soul to protect the Great Abyss, and her last words, "You must live well... Take care!"
All the images ultimately focused on her pale yet peaceful sleeping face.
Then, these images shattered like glass, transforming into the purest grief, anger, regret, despair, and... an endless killing intent!
These emotions surged wildly within Chen Fan's heart, eventually converging into a torrent that crashed violently against the seal that imprisoned his nascent soul!