Chapter 482 - If There’s An Afterlife

Chapter 482 - If There’s An Afterlife

Aside from Chen Ruoyan and Jian Xing’er, everyone had some injuries. Bi Gongyu had a palm print on his left cheek caused by a slap.

Song Ling’s face was swollen with a footprint on his chest, and Fan Zhen was clutching his chest, coughing violently. Lan Yu remained silent, but the footprint on his back told a different story.

Bai Lin and Tang Tian stood by the side, filled with anger.

“This is ridiculous! How dare they treat you like this!” Bai Lin slammed his palm on the stone table, causing it to turn red.

“I’ll report to Elder Tian Xing and let him step in to stop these people,” Tang Tian said as he stood up, planning to report this matter to Elder Tian Xing to seek justice.

“It’s useless. Elder Tian Xing has already sent Luo He to help us multiple times. He’s an elder of the Law-Enforcement Hall and has done everything he can,” Fan Zhen stopped coughing. As the Imperial Academy’s headmaster, he understood the situation more clearly than others.

Even the sect master had no right to interfere because competition between disciples was acknowledged, and they wouldn’t step in as long as no one died. Elder Tian Xing had done more than enough for them, and they couldn’t bring themselves to seek more help.

“Are we just going to sit here and wait for them to come at us?” Tang Tian swung his arm around in frustration and anger.

"We can only take it one step at a time. I hope Wuxie returns safely." Everyone was now pinning their hopes on Liu Wuxie's safe return. As long as he came back alive, their troubles would be resolved.

Everyone felt a boulder weighing down on their hearts when Liu Wuxie’s name was mentioned, and the courtyard fell silent.

“Can you all stop looking so depressed? Big brother won’t die, and he will be back sooner or later!” Song Ling stood up. When he rubbed his cheeks, he winced in the pain. He was also the only person who firmly believed that Liu Wuxie wouldn’t die so quickly.

The news of Liu Wuxie’s death in the Blood Sea Abyssal Island had reached the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion three days ago, shocking everyone. In the past six months, Liu Wuxie's name had become known to everyone in the sect.

After all, Liu Wuxie had done many shocking deeds in the past six months and killed many geniuses. He had even swept through the outer sect with cultivation in the True Core Realm before being promoted to an inner disciple as the strongest outer disciple.

“Song Ling is right. Master won’t die so easily. Do you remember what happened when we arrived? Everyone said that the master was dead, but he came back fine and well.” Lan Yu stood up and supported Song Ling’s belief. They wouldn’t believe in Liu Wuxie’s death unless they saw his corpse.

Chen Ruoyan and Jian Xing’er were sobbing by the side. The two women had formed a strong bond in the past three months, going from being at odds to becoming sisters.

Everyone naturally wouldn’t believe in Liu Wuxie’s death, but the news they received was highly trustable, and the odds of Liu Wuxie’s survival were low.

After all, all the humans on the Blood Sea Abyssal Island had perished, including those in the high levels of the Astral River Realm.

When leaving for the Blood Sea Abyssal Island, Liu Wuxie was only in the Heavenly Dipper Realm. This meant his odds of survival weren’t high.

“Get out, or don’t blame us for what will happen next!” yells came from outside the courtyard, but due to the spiritual array, those outside couldn’t enter.

This was also why everyone stayed in the courtyard. They might be able to stay in the courtyard for a day or two, but they couldn’t possibly stay there for their lifetime. They would have to go out eventually, and people kept coming daily to taunt them.

Ten-odd inner disciples attacked the spiritual array repeatedly, trying to force Fan Zhen and others to come out. But the spiritual array was firm, and no one could tear it apart unless someone in the pinnacle of the Heavenly Phase Realm came.

“Light this place up and see how long they can keep hiding!” A youth took out a firestarter, planning to ignite the courtyard.

Upon receiving Fan Zhen’s order, Song Ling took the lead to charge out, holding onto a jade and unleashing a defensive spiritual array.

“I’ll fight you all to the death!” Song Ling charged out with a blade in the other hand.

However, a foot suddenly reached out to send his plump body flying with a kick. His being sent flying away with one strike showed a significant difference in their strength.

Bi Gongyu, Lan Yu, Chen Ruoyan, Bai Lin, and Tang Tian joined the fight, and chaos ensued.

Fan Zhen's fearless fighting style left everyone stunned, turning the scene into a more chaotic spectacle. Though over a dozen disciples were outside the courtyard, they were wary of their own safety and resorted to hit-and-run tactics.

Despite their low cultivation levels, Fan Zhen and his group were in the Heavenly Dipper Realm. Even those at higher levels in the Heavenly Dipper Realm would be wary of a fight to the death with them.

With many already facing certain doom, they didn't need to engage in a full-scale battle; instead, they could gradually exhaust their opponents' true essence.

Fan Zhen was sent flying away, Bi Gongyu took a stab in his chest, and Lan Yu suffered over thirty-odd wounds.

Perhaps because Chen Ruoyan and Jian Xing’er were women, not many people attacked them.

Song Ling didn’t know how many blows he took because his body became swollen like a balloon. Bai Lin and Tang Tian weren’t in much better shape.

The ground was already covered in red, with a thick reeking of blood permeating the surrounding air. But the reckless fighting way of Fan Zhen and others moved many onlookers.

Human life was insignificant in the cultivation world, but how many people could disregard their lives and face death? Then again, Fan Zhen’s group had no retreat path and could only fight to the death.

Even if Fan Zhen’s group had to die, they would die with dignity. Before leaving, Lou He had warned them not to leave the courtyard even if the sky were to fall. They would have heeded his warning if they had known this situation.

It was too late for them to return now, as their injuries were worsening.

Lan Yu coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body covered in wounds. Fan Zhen, in even worse shape, was also coughing up blood, with clots accompanying each spasm.

Song Ling was still struggling to stand and couldn’t speak. His face was so swollen that his eye sockets were above to cave in. Even Bi Gongyu’s chest was covered in blood.

Fan Zhen’s group stood tenaciously despite their injuries and supported each other, refusing to fall.

“Hahaha, even if I die today, I won’t have lived in vain!” Bi Gongyu laughed, his spirit undaunted. If not for Liu Wuxie, he would still be the pavilion master in Azure Billow City. Liu Wuxie had opened his eyes to a broader world.

“Master, I’ll serve you in my next life!” Lan Yu clutched his chest to try and slow down his bleeding as much as possible.

“Big brother, let’s be brothers again in our next life!” Song Ling said, and he could no longer see due to his swollen face. He only had two slits with tears flowing down.

Everyone was filled with spirit, and their voices could be heard from a few kilometers away.

Liu Wuxie was walking towards his courtyard, and their voices reached his ears.