Chapter 229: Ashes Don't Weep (2)

Chapter 229: Ashes Don't Weep (2)

What is the meaning of this!? one of the elders exclaims as, suddenly, there now stand three sects between him and Lan Xiaohui.

Elder Li, please calm down first, Elder Mo is the first to speak.

Are you protecting this Zhu Xuelian, Elder Mo!? She killed my son! Elder Li exclaims, his hateful glare fixed on my owner, even when he speaks to Elder Mo.

That is not the case, Elder Li, Elder Mo says. But the protective formations are down, and if you do something extreme many will be hurt.

The other elders nod in agreement, but the disciples adamantly stand in front of, and next to, my owner. Even Mu Jingyu, who should have no reason for doing something like this especially putting herself in danger, considering how important she is to the Frozen Peak Palace has her hand resting on the hilt of her sword.

Lan Xiaohui looks at her, the obvious question burning in her eyes: why?

In response, Mu Jingyu simply smiles and then lightly shrugs her shoulder. I am sure you had a good reason Mu Jingyu quietly says, after a moment. I want to at least hear it.

In truth, Lan Xiaohui did not know what, if any, reason she had. On the way here, she told herself time and time again to not cause an incident to simply win the points and back off. She promised herself that there is always a time for settling grudges, but this one Conference wasnt for her it was for Yun Fei.

If she could win, and demand the Seven-Colored Rebirth Lotus as a reward, no one would question Yun Feis sudden recovery. Even if the Eternal Red princess could not keep her end of the promise to cure Yun Fei the wonder drug could do that too.

And all those affirmations and reminders disappeared when she imagined Yun Fei being hurt by those disciples.

Then just let me crush her skull in my hands! That will do! Elder Li exclaims, still full of rage. All of them are enraged to the point that they barely even look at Lan Xiaohui that is to say, it doesnt matter who is to be killed to satisfy them, only that they be allowed to vent.

No one is going to hurt my disciple, Elder Qin says, stepping forward.

You will stop me, girl? Elder Li roars. You would dare?!

Dare? Elder Qin replies. I would like to see you try; I will send you straight to your son.

Everyone, please calm down, Elder Mo says.

That is right, let us calm down, we are making a scene, one of the Frozen Peak Palace elders echoes the sentiment.

Lan Xiaohui remains still, observing the proceedings. In truth, she had not expected anyone to come to her rescue. Even now, she still held her sword at the ready, moments from deploying the Void Boundary technique though to what purpose, not even she was certain of anymore.

At first, she wanted to kill at least one elder from the Seven Killing Swords sect, but now she no longer had any advantages. If anything, this interruption only made her situation worse. An angry Elder Li was simple to predict, and whether or not he was invincible, at least Lan Xiaohui had a chance to find out. But this close, if Elder Li wanted her dead, she could no longer do anything about it, or react in time.

And it wasnt just Elder Li that wanted her dead. Three other elders stood behind him, and dozens of disciples. Some of those disciples even recognized Lan Xiaohui, but in this situation, they decided to remain quiet.

Zhu Xuelian, Elder Mo looks at her before Elder Li can speak again. Please explain what happened.

The worst came to happen, causing Lan Xiaohui to frown.

Why did you kill my son!? Elder Li asks, glare so hateful that Lan Xiaohui could feel his killing intent boring into her soul and heart, causing actual internal injuries.

The only reasonable card Lan Xiaohui had to play in this situation was to point out the existence of the Heart Sacrifice Sutra, and explain that because of this demonic art, she decided to kill them.

The entire situation suddenly got overturned as simple as that. Was it because of the letter?

The right to decide her fate should naturally fall to us, a voice comes from above, as two figures descend from the sky, gently landing amongst the elders. This so-called Zhu Xuelian is originally a fugitive of our sect. Therefore, her life is subject to our law.

Lan Xiaohuis eyes narrow, and her hands tremble, causing my vessel to rattle. Escape? Survive? All those thoughts disappear in an instant, replaced by a deep vulnerability and an ember of deep-seated, unfathomable hatred.

Grand Elder! Young Master! the elders and disciples greet Grand Elder Zhuo and Yu Shun.

Grand Elder Zhuo steps in front of Elder Qin and stares into her eyes. Step aside.

Whether Zhu Xuelian is a fugitive of your sect or not does not matter, Elder Qin says coldly, to the mixed reception from the other four Galaxy Sword elders. She is a member of our sect now; so we will punish her.

No. No matter what, Zhu Xuelian will die here today, either by our law or yours, and her possessions will be transferred to us, Grand Elder Zhuo says, and his demeanor is more than indicative of being willing to let this come to blows.

Lan Xiaohui stares at Yu Shun, her heart is dark and empty but not like the last time she saw him. There he was, only a dozen or so steps away from her not even looking at her, as if she was beneath him but his cultivation gave her pause. Nascent Soul Ascension.

Was it even possible for her to kill him? And Grand Elder Zhuo was right there. Even if she tried, all she would accomplish is jumping into her own grave.

If I am not mistaken, this grudge is between Zhu Xuelian and the young patriarch, Elder Mo says. So why not let them settle it? In a few months, this arena can be made ready for it. Until then, we will keep Zhu Xuelian imprisoned here.

Lan Xiaohui blinks, shocked beyond words.

Elder Mo, you must be joking, Grand Elder Zhuo says. Why would we risk the Young Masters safety for such a frivolous matter?

We want this resolution, Elder Qin says. Grand Elder Zhuo, Yu Shun, and Zhu Xuelian were destined to meet in the Core Disciple promotion anyway; what difference does it make if they settle it here or then?

The other Galaxy Sword elders nod in agreement.

The difference is that she dies right now, Grand Elder Zhuo coldly says. "There will be no other"

This is fine, Yu Shun finally speaks, looking toward Lan Xiaohui. Slowly, the corners of his lips lift into a cold, emotionless smile. My former betrothed was always meant to die by my hand. I wouldnt let anyone else have the honor.

But Grand Elder Zhuo begins but is quickly cut off by Yu Shuns glare.

Zhu Xuelian was it? Yu Shun says, glancing at her. An excellent name. But the only blood you will bathe in is the bitter destiny and debt you owe to me; never forget who holds the reigns of your ultimate fate. The next time we meet will be the last.

There is a crack as one of Zhu Xuelians fingers dislocates from the force with which she is holding my vessel, and as she watches Yu Shuns back recede into the distance, she is not even aware of the pain, or the fact that her hands have turned completely white.

Yu Shun I will definitely kill you!

She wasnt sure if she only chanted those words in her heart or if she spoke them out loud but everyone could see them and feel them in her hateful glare.

Zhu Xuelian has always been just a fabrication of my owner an entity that was never real but until now, no one present could see this, until this moment, when they saw the depths and escalating heat of that burning hate in her eyes, and the true reason for which she lived for this long.

Even when her hands are bound in chains and she is escorted to one of the prison towers in the city, that look in her eyes never fades, nor does she stop glaring in the direction in which Yu Shun left.