Senior Sister Bai Yueguang is incredibly strong.

Chapter 131 A Trip to Penglai (24)

Luo Zai Shui had no doubt that his words were false. For Wen Lian to speak so recklessly here, something must have happened to his master.

What should we do? What should we do now?

Luo Zai Shui's mind went blank at this moment. What if her master and the others were already in danger...?

No, impossible. Master and the others are highly skilled; there's no way they could be in trouble. This must be a scheme by the Wen family.

Luo Zai Shui looked at the disciples behind her, knowing full well that the great formation inside the hall couldn't withstand outside support.

For now, we have no choice but to compromise.

She took a step and walked towards the outside of the hall: "I promise you."

The flames engulfed everything on Xianyun Peak. Xianyun Peak was no longer as vibrant as before; it was filled with deathly aura, just like her impending doom.

If I can protect these disciples before I die, that will be enough.

"Can't!"

The disciples behind her stopped her: "Senior Sister, the sect leader and the others will be fine! Don't be fooled!"

"Senior sister, we can't go to the Wen family!"

"That's right, Senior Sister, don't go! The Sect Leader and the others will come back to save us!"

Wen Lian impatiently picked at his ear: "Sect Leader? That talkative old man? He just died. I advise you all to behave yourselves, or you'll end up like him."

Luo Zai Shui's gaze uncontrollably fell on the wall behind her where the sect leader's soul lamp was hanging. The originally bright hall suddenly became dark, leaving only a few dim lamps barely hanging on.

She dared not match the soul lamps with the elders one by one. All she knew now was that all the elders who loved her had been murdered, and the culprit was still at large.

"Elder—"

"It must have been the Wen family who did it!"

"We must seek justice for the elders!"

"Let's fight our way out! Rather than passively waiting to die here, let's carve a bloody path out!"

"Kill them—avenge the elders!"

Luo Zai Shui felt as if all her strength had been drained away. Before she could stop her, she had already drawn her sword and slashed out.

She wanted revenge.

"Senior Sister!"

Su Wusi and Xue Xin also chased after them.

Wen Lian was very satisfied with their pained reaction and ordered his men, "Kill the rest, but don't hurt Luo Zai Shui. Keep them alive."

Anger and hatred consumed all her reason and made her forget all her pain. She wanted to drain all the spiritual power in her body, become a demon, and drag them down with her.

Wen Lian had lost patience to continue this stalemate. He picked up his sword and looked at Su Wusi, who was entangled in a fight with the others. If he captured her, Luo Zaishui should be obedient by now.

After dealing with the Wen family members who surrounded her, Luo Zai Shui's gaze involuntarily fell on Su Wu Si.

"Be careful--"

Actions speak louder than thought; by the time Luo Zai Shui reacted, he had already subconsciously blocked the sword.

The talisman, originally intended for defense, became ineffective due to the depletion of its spiritual power, and the cold sword tip drew out scalding blood.

"Senior Sister—"

Unable to hold on any longer in the water, Luo knelt down on one knee, supporting himself with his sword.

"Senior sister..."

Ignoring the danger behind her, Su Wusi rushed forward to support her and tried to stop the bleeding.

Luo Zai Shui had just finished offering words of comfort when her gaze fell on Ye Xiao, who was rushing over from not far away.

Fortunately, someone arrived, but he alone was far from enough.

Luo Zai Shui looked at Su Wu Si, who was closest to her, closed her eyes, and struggled to stand up.

She grabbed Su Wusi with one hand and threw her with all her might next to Ye Xiao: "Go—go quickly—"

Ye Xiao caught Su Wusi, and Wen Lian also noticed Ye Xiao's presence.

Xue Xin shouted, "What are you standing there for! Take her away!"

Su Wusi refused to leave and tried to break free from Ye Xiao's grasp: "Senior Sister—let me go!"

Ye Xiao knew that the current situation was a one-sided massacre by the Wen family. With his current strength, staying would only be a pointless death. He had to find reinforcements.

Without saying a word, he knocked Su Wusi unconscious and left as quickly as possible.

Wen Lian said calmly, "Pursue them. Leave no survivors."

"If you had listened to us earlier, we wouldn't be in this situation."

Wen Lian reached out again, trying to grab her, but Xue Xin blocked her way without hesitation.

He was covered in wounds, big and small, and was now a bloody mess: "Don't touch my senior sister with your filthy hands!"

Wen Lian kicked him away, but Xue Xin grabbed his leg and said, "I told you, don't touch her!"

Luo Zai Shui could no longer hold on and collapsed to her knees, supporting herself with her sword.

"Senior sister, run!"

I can't leave... I can't leave anymore...

Luo Zai Shui knew he was at his limit and couldn't drag any more disciples down with him.

She forced a bitter smile: "I'll go with you, let them go."

Wen Lian was very satisfied with her yielding.

"Very good, but unfortunately, it's too late!"

Without hesitation, Wen Lian raised his sword and severed Xue Xin's arms: "This is the price for offending me."

"Ah—ahhh—"

Xue Xin's blood splattered into Luo Zai Shui's eyes, hot, bright red, and painful.

The cultivator's body was strengthened, so even if he lost both arms, he would not die immediately.

He was in so much pain that he didn't have the strength to cry out.

Looking at the devastation, Luo Zai Shui felt a sharp pain pierce through her entire chest.

"puff--"

A mouthful of blood gushed out. So, this was the limit?

I'm not reconciled, I'm really not reconciled.

Is Xue Xin... is Xue Xin still alive?

Wu Si and the others should have already escaped. That's good.

Thankfully, Tinghan didn't come back...

My fellow disciples... Master... please be safe...

In her hazy state, it seemed as if someone carried her on their back.

"Who goes there? Chase them!"

Behind him came the sounds of pursuit, and beside him was a familiar presence.

"Senior sister—Senior sister—don't sleep!"

A familiar voice rang in her ears, and Luo Zai Shui's eyes welled up with tears.

"You shouldn't have come back."

"Senior sister, don't say anything yet. We'll be able to shake them off soon."

Perhaps because of the familiar people around her, Luo gradually relaxed and her consciousness sank.

"Senior sister, I am not a member of the demon race."

Luo Zai Shui gently hummed in agreement: "I know, I know everything you want to say. You are the junior brother I picked up, and I believe you."

Ji Tinghan, his voice hoarse, tried to rouse her while dodging the Wen family members: "Senior sister, sing me another song."

Luo Zai Shui had stopped thinking and was simply humming a lullaby she used to lull them to sleep when they were little.

"The wind is gentle, the moon is new, children play at the foot of Xianyun Mountain; the wind is gentle, the moon is bright, immortals are drunk on Xianyun Mountain; immortals are drunk... immortals are drunk... immortals laugh as they watch children play..."

During their escape, Luo Zai Shui seemed to say a lot.

She mentioned Senior Sister Ji, Senior Brother Ji, and everyone on Xianyun Peak, but Ji Tinghan seemed not to hear a word she said.

But whenever he recalls that day, every word Luo Zai Shui said is like a fine needle, piercing his heart.

He didn't know how long he had been on the run. When he realized he had shaken off the Wen family, his senior sister's body had already become cold and stiff.

In fact, Luo Zai Shui left quietly on their first night of escape.

Ji Tinghan knelt on the ground, not daring to touch the person's cold body.

"Senior Sister—"

On that day, Fu Xiu, the pride of heaven, had his Dao heart shattered and fled into the demonic path.