Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Bitter Resentment, Year after Year the Weight of Sorrow
 

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Phut!

Time seemed to freeze at that instant.

Utter silence reigned!

Lv Defang shuddered all over.

His expression at this moment was extremely strange.

His face twisted and ferocious, yet his eyes revealed a mix of shock, confusion, pain, and despair.

Unbelieving and afraid to believe.

The Complete Qi Cultivation cultivator lowered his head.

He saw that a bowl-sized hole had just appeared in the left side of his chest!

The tip of the Rotten Silver Spear that had pierced his heart had been retracted.

Blood was gushing forth from the wound!

“Heh heh.”

Lv Defang chuckled bitterly and lifted his head again.

He looked towards Wang Chen.

Boom!

With a loud bang, Wang Chen’s tightly clenched fists heavily struck the bottom of the Yellow Jade Seal above his head.

His fists burst into crimson flames!

The top-grade Magic Artifact, which had just lost control, instantly whirled and flew away with a “crack”.

The surface was full of cracks, and the Spiritual Light was extremely dim, almost on the verge of breaking down.

The might of a single punch was terrifying to such an extent!

Lv Defang spat out a mouthful of blood.

The Yellow Jade Seal was a top-grade Magic Artifact that Lv Defang had refined with his heart’s blood, imbued with a wisp of his Divine Soul.

It was also his strongest weapon.

Now that it had been shattered by Wang Chen’s punch, the backlash of Mana immediately inflicted another serious injury on him.

In fact, Lv Defang had already lost half of his heart at this moment.

It was only the strong support of his Mana that kept him from dying on the spot!

What shocked the Complete Qi Cultivation cultivator was that Wang Chen, who had sent the Yellow Jade Seal flying, turned back to him with an ambiguous smile.

Full of vitality and energy, not at all as dismal as he had appeared before!

Wang Chen’s gaze went past Lv Defang and towards the outside of the hall: “Brother Wei, thank you for your hard work!”

His voice was robust, like a great bell or drum, shocking Lv Defang’s eardrums.

From outside the hall came a rough voice: “Immortal Master is too polite!”

Lv Defang almost spit out another mouthful of blood.

He understood!

Wang Chen had just been acting for him to see.

On the surface, Wang Chen was in grave danger under the heavy pressure of the Yellow Jade Seal, giving Lv Defang the illusion that “I can win.”

Then he injected Mana recklessly.

In reality, not only could Wang Chen handle it with ease, but he had also laid an ambush outside the hall!

Just as Lv Defang thought he held the winning ticket, he was suddenly backstabbed.

The battle ended.

If, from the beginning, Wang Chen had shown a strength that surpassed his, then Lv Defang would have certainly kept his distance.

Even if tormented by his inner demons, he still had the chance to Breakthrough Mansion. Why on earth would he fight Wang Chen to the death!

If he couldn’t win, couldn’t a Complete Qi Cultivation cultivator just run away?

Wang Chen’s acting was too good, too realistic.

Such deep scheming!

It made him, a veteran of the Martial World for many years, take a fall from which he couldn’t get up.

All his grand dreams were but a void!

Watching Wang Chen approaching, Lv Defang exhaled a breath of Grievance and slowly sat down on the ground.

He raised his head and said, “May I say a few last words?”

Wang Chen, who had already drawn the Autumn Water Sword, ready to sever his opponent’s head, hesitated for a moment.

He still nodded his head.

Because Wang Chen could see that Lv Defang, now without a heart and with his spirit completely gone, had no chance of turning the tables.

The opponent was about to perish, and there was no possibility for a comeback.

Moreover, this Complete Qi Cultivation cultivator no longer had any killing intent or Evil Qi, his demeanor more serene than ever, and he even revealed a natural air of refined indifference.

Out of caution, Wang Chen still fortified himself with Spirit Light Shield Armor.

Lv Defang did not care.

He took out a pale gold scroll from his Storage Bag, dabbed his fingertip with some blood from his heart, and gently smeared it across the scroll.

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A flash of light, and the scroll unfurled and then snapped shut in an instant.

“This is the house deed for the set of rooms your father left behind.”

Lv Defang tossed the scroll at Wang Chen’s feet, “I have already changed it to your name, the property returns to its owner.”

The moment he gave away the house deed, he felt as if he had shed a heavy burden.

His entire being became incredibly light, a ray of brightness penetrated the darkness that shrouded his heart, and his Divine Soul trembled.

All so-called obsessions, all so-called inner demons, utterly vanished!

Grey smoke suddenly rose from the dark shadow behind him, accompanied by an extremely faint scream.

Crack!

A looseness appeared in the crown of Lv Defang’s head with a sudden sound.

That was clearly a sign of a breakthrough to Breakthrough Mansion!

Such enlightenment was extremely precious and rare.

As long as he seized the opportunity, he wouldn’t need an Aperture Opening Pill, and there was a high probability of advancing to the Purple Mansion Realm in one go!

What a pity…

What a pity he would never have the chance.

This cultivator, on the verge of breaking through, lowered his head again and fumbled to open the Storage Bag with shaking hands.

The next moment, human heads rolled out.

They rolled to Wang Chen’s feet, one after another.

There were more than a dozen of them.

These heads had one thing in common; all the eyes were open, revealing grey pupils.

Grey Eye Thieves!

Wang Chen remembered that the Cloud Sun Sect had once issued a Bandit Arrest Warrant.

Whether sect disciples or Loose Cultivators from the Outer Domain, they could obtain Merit Points by killing Grey Eye Thieves.

A hundred Merit Points for the head of a Qi-Training Evil Cultivator, and five thousand for that of a Purple Mansion Evil Cultivator.

And Outer Sect disciples could exchange ten heads of Qi Cultivation Realm Grey Eye Thieves for the qualification to be promoted to the Inner Sect!

Lv Defang had already amassed more than a dozen heads of Grey Eye Thieves.

Without a doubt, after resolving his obsessions and demons, he surely planned to exchange these heads for promotion, then enter the Inner Sect before breaking through.

Once successful, a position as an Elder was within easy reach!

But now…

Wang Chen’s gaze turned to Lv Defang, only to find the latter silent, without any signs of life.

How many times should one press gold thread, only to make wedding clothes for others!

Wang Chen silently picked up the Storage Bag that had fallen to the ground and collected all the heads of the Grey Eye Thieves.

Moments later, a flock of Fire Crows engulfed Lv Defang’s corpse.

“Dust to dust, earth to earth, may the departed soul return to the bountiful earth…”

Within the great hall, atop the divine altar, the statue of the Empire Land Empress looked down upon all living beings with mottled eyes full of endless compassion.

“Brother Wei!”

Having completed the ritual of passage, Wang Chen called out to the outside of the hall, “Come on in.”

After a moment, Wei Xiong entered the great hall, carrying a Rotten Silver Spear.

He casually closed the door, shutting out the raging wind and rain outside.

The Innate Martial Artist smiled, “Is it over?”

“It’s over!”

Wang Chen nodded vigorously, “It’s truly over!”

All the shadows had dispersed like smoke!

Wei Xiong handed him a copper mirror, “Then that’s good.”

This was the Mandarin Duck Mirror’s matching half of the pair.

The other, the Mandarin Duck Mirror, had already been hung on a nearby wall.

With this setup, Wei Xiong, lurking outside, could always observe the inside of the hall and carry out the fatal blow at the most crucial moment!

Previously, he had already made contact with this Innate Martial Artist through a Crane Message.

A trap for Lv Defang had been set!

A battle won!

Wang Chen invited Wei Xiong to sit down in front of the campfire.

The pot of Spirit Rice porridge was simmering just right, and the grilled beast meat still wafted heat.

He brought out the wine.

Now was the time for a celebratory feast!

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Here’s the fifth update.

PS: Sorry for the slow typing, there’s more tonight.