Chapter 238: No Help For Dead Men

Chapter 238: No Help For Dead Men

Crows chased after Hui, crying out, their claws spread wide, beaks gaping. Hui ran, hands over his head. He circulated his death qi and fled at top speed.

Just once, he chanced a look back. Elder Sister, will you help this small cultivator?

The white-robed woman turned her head away, sheathing her sword.

Elder Sister! Hui cried silently.

Crows swooped down on him. They clawed at his flesh and bit away bits of his body, tearing him apart. Hui tried to swap to his crystalline form, but without a body, nothing happened. My talismans, my body cultivation, what do I have left?

The ducks! And I can draw talismans using qi alone! It isnt as fast as having drawn talismans on hand, but its better than having no spells!

The crows closed in on Hui again. Hui threw his hand out. Black qi sizzled on the air, drawing the shape of a talisman formula. A flat barrier burst out behind him, and the crows slammed into it. In a moment, they rallied and shattered it, hurtling at Hui again.

Hui spat blood as the backlash hit him. He wiped his mouth. Translucent silvery fluid stained the back of his hand. I am a soul. I dont have real blood, after all.

And I get hit by backlash, too! Thats usually mitigated by the talismansthe worst that happens is the talisman burns up on its own. But when I draw one with qi to cast a spell directly, its still linked to me like an ordinary spell.

The crows descended again. Hui ducked against their blows as they tore his flesh open. I cant play dead, souls dont leave corpses, I

Eh, wait. I dont have to go all the way to dead, do I?

Hui collapsed suddenly, letting out a dramatic, pained scream. He huddled on the ground, putting his hands over his head. Silver fluid stained the poppies all around him. Senior, please, Im sorry, Senior, please, I cant anymore, Im going to dissipate, Senior

To make it even more realistic, he circulated his death qi, emanating an aura of death, and let a little bit of his qi leak into the surrounding area, as if he was too weak to hold it in anymore.

The crows hesitated, then wheeled away, swooping toward the ground. Where they met, Chen Wuya reformed. He flicked his sleeve at Hui dismissively. I take it back. You arent fun to bully.

SSenior Hui moaned pathetically, letting out a little more death aura.

I know youre faking it. Stop it, Chen Wuya demanded.

Hui froze, then climbed to his feet, brushing off his robes. He stopped leaking qi and reached out, gathering the qi hed released into a ball that he stored back in his dantian. I am bleeding, Senior. That part isnt a lie.

Youre a freak. You arent right, Chen Wuya said abruptly.

Hui stared. Come again, Senior?

He was barely out of Qi Gathering when I ended up like this. Last time I saw him, he was still a child, eleven, maybe twelve. If hes still alive, hed have to be at least fourth stage by now. Have you heard of him? Perhaps hes an old man by now

Hui cleared his throat. Lan Taijian is a Peak Lord. Hes a fifth stage sword cultivator.

How does Senior not know that? Isnt she always with Li Xiang? Or Hui swallowed. He pulled at his collar, suddenly nervous. Or is she slowly dying, because she isnt in her original body? Is she unable to properly watch the mortal world from her soul form? She must be the woman in Li Xiangs sword, but then

Argh! Theres no point worrying. Ive been fine so far. Gu Tian, too. Maybe its because she was put into a sword that shes slowly dying. She is a human soul, after all. Or maybe something went wrong when she was transferred into the sword, or she was already injured, or theres a million possibilities. Thinking too much will get me nowhere.

At the news of Lan Taijian, she smiled, a soft, gentle smile. Good. That child I hope hes doing well. Hes always been a bit too proud for his own good. Doesnt know to quit when hed lost.

Ah thats true. Holds grudges, too, Hui commiserated.

She snorted. Sounds like my idiot disciple has given you a bit of trouble. My apologies.

Its fine, its fine, Hui said, waving his hand.

And thank you for watching out for the other Li Xiang. Im not always awake, but Ive seen glimpses, in the moments where I wake up. Ive seen both of you.

Hui looked at her, then bowed once, deeply and sincerely.

Hey! Are we getting your body or not? Chen Wuya called, arms crossed impatiently.

Of course, right away, Senior! Hui shouted, running after Chen Wuya.

Behind him, the other Li Xiang stood there in long, billowing robes, much looser and longer than Huis Li Xiang would ever wear. The white fabric caught the wind and rustled around her, leaving her small and lonely. She sighed once, watching Hui as he walked away. Even though Ive told myself Im dead a thousand times, even as my mind fades and my moments of clarity grow shorter, when I see the younger generation, I still

The words trailed off. The wind whisked them away, and they faded, unheard.

If I wasnt cursed, if I could have seen you again, Lan Taijian, my disciple I wonder if everything could have turned out differently?

She shook her head and patted her sword. Its too late for my regrets. This is your life, now. My Truth Sword I leave the future to you, the Li Xiang he knows.

The sword vibrated slightly under her hand, as if it acknowledged her words. The swordswomans face went slack, and her gaze trailed to the horizon. Once again, she unsheathed her sword.