Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Chapter 162 1 offline

Liu Jiqian showed no mercy and stabbed Jiang Xiuyuan's dantian with his sword again - the sword energy was turbulent and destroyed his proud spiritual roots. Blood flowed from the corners of Jiang Xiuyuan's mouth. He knelt on the ground, supporting his body with his hands, and was about to fall.

Jiang Xiuyuan was destined to stay here. The shadow puppet general who was watching silently had excitement flashing in his eyes and an idea came to his mind.

The shadow puppets scattered on the ground moved closer and closer. Liu Jiqian did not stop them. He watched them entwine and climb on Jiang Xiuyuan's body, becoming smaller and desperately trying to drill into Jiang Xiuyuan's pores. More and more blood oozed out of the places where they drilled into. The pain was clearly tearing and spreading, but Jiang Xiuyuan seemed not to feel it.

"Pfft, hahahahaha——" Jiang Xiuyuan slowed down, as if he was laughing at Liu Jiqian's words. He looked at Liu Jiqian steadily, and suddenly laughed out loud towards the sky with a hint of madness. At the corner of his lips there was an inexplicable smile, and he completely tore off the mask of his disguise.

"Love, lie? Hahaha, I admit it - to be honest, except for you, I have never included anyone in my territory, including those trash I used as stepping stones. I would never want to say sorry, I am just a selfish person..."

Jiang Xiuyuan is like a broken mirror, his soul is torn apart and imprisoned in each lens, his eyes covet the beauty passing by, greedily wanting all the benefits in the world to belong to him alone, wanting the gaze of those who care about him, wanting the sense of security given by strength, and possession of what he desires.

Broken and sharp, he is like a hunter, approaching his prey with unclear motives and carrying out a grand murder amidst trivial sensitivity.

How miserable and crazy his desires are inside, how gentle and hypocritical he appears on the outside - he is a selfish split body, and his thorny malice can pierce you at any time.

There was sticky desire floating in his eyes, and his heart had long been twisted.

"Liu Jiqian, I love your brokenness more than your perfection—"

As he spoke, his voice trembled a little, and thick blood oozed out from every pore of his body. The shadow puppets wanted to peel off his skin, like parasites attached to the body, separating Jiang Xiuyuan's flesh under the skin tissue. At this moment, Jiang Xiuyuan looked like a bloody man.

Liu Jiqian shook his head: "It's hopeless - the world is turned upside down in your mouth, you betray the truth, sensationalize, turn the clouds and rain with a flip of your hand, play with others in the palm of your hand to satisfy your selfish desires... Even if it's not me today, there will be others who will make you pay for it."

Jiang Xiuyuan was lying on the ground, listening vaguely. He only felt cold and painful all over, as if he was being eaten bit by bit by invisible ants. Every limb of his body was suffering from unbearable pain. His body trembled involuntarily, his limbs spasmed, and he couldn't help but let out bursts of painful groans from his mouth.

His slightly trembling lips looked pale and bloodless, but he was still breathing hard. A hoarse sound came from his rolling throat, and the words he uttered were faint and confused, making it difficult to distinguish. His eyes were bloodshot, but he was still unwilling to give up.

It's not that he didn't regret it. He regretted not being on guard against Liu Jiqian and regretted being attacked earlier. If he had known this would happen to Liu Jiqian or Lu Wensheng, he would have eliminated these people long ago.

But it was obviously impossible - Jiang Xiuyuan had a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, his teeth were clenched, and a painful groan came out from between his teeth. His whole face was distorted, veins on his forehead bulged, his lips were bloodless, and his whole body was shaking.

At this point, he didn't think there was anything wrong with him. He spit out blood while struggling to finish the words in his mouth.

"Liu Jiqian, this is how the world works. Everyone knows what is right and wrong, but they just pretend to be confused. I am not the first one to desire you, and I will not be the last."

"You are the first one to die in my hands, but you won't be the last." Liu Jiqian said this without hesitation.

Jiang Xiuyuan stared at Liu Jiqian fiercely, as if he wanted to stare a hole in him. His whole body was soaked with blood. If it weren't for the good physique of the cultivator, he would have died long ago with such a terrifying look.

The shadow puppet was peeling his skin. The indescribable pain made him feel dazed. His whole body was in pain. His body sank and he fell down uncontrollably.

He looked at the brocade boots of the person in front of him, his hands hanging on the ground, his fingers stretched forward with effort, trying to reach something, but he had no strength left and could only stare blankly - why was it that he could only miss it with just a few steps away?

Before he lost consciousness, Jiang Xiuyuan heard a clear voice, just like the voice he heard when he first met Liu Jiqian.

He said: "Jiang Xiuyuan, people like you deserve to be punished by karma..."

Karma? He had planned everything, but the final outcome was so messed up. Is this karma... Jiang Xiuyuan struggled to keep his eyes open, but finally closed them unwillingly.

After taking a glance at the corpse with no skin and blood-soaked clothes, Liu Jiqian's eyes showed no emotion as he recited the last line of the swordsman in "Sword".

"I have a sword named 'Unfair'. Ever since I named it, I have been determined to eliminate all the injustices in the world. Every time I swing the sword, I will not change my mind."

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"Light up the lights and make the play new

Looking back at the bag, I know it is real

Clouds open up the mountains, light and shadows are flickering

A river and a valley are hidden in this small space

Singing, doing, chanting and fighting in the cycle of reincarnation

Resurrection in the story

You laugh at me, a small person who doesn't know how to be brave

How do you know that I don’t want to be a real general?

The years are speechless

Only I can speak

A piece of paper carries a thousand years——"

Tang Hewei looked for them outside and only heard the shadow puppet general's singing. All those who could come out were there. They were shocked to see many people covered in blood - since Yu He and the others had explained it to them, they naturally knew what was going on.

Although this is normal, after staying with Lu Wensheng and the others for a long time, it makes people feel a little uncomfortable. However, the newcomers to the Discipline Hall have never experienced the intrigues and deceptions in the world of cultivation, and this time it really opened their eyes.

As soon as he came out, he ran to his senior brothers and sisters without saying a word, like an eggplant hit by frost.

Fortunately, the "teams" were formed randomly by people around, with the senior brothers and sisters setting an example, and some people's roles were not so bloody, so there was no loss of disciples in the Discipline Hall, but there were injuries, and some were even killed - if the elite disciples of the Discipline Hall could be killed so easily by others, there would be no need for the Immortal Sect to train these disciples.

"Senior Brother Liu!" Tang He brought his disciples to Liu Jiqian. Feeling that their team's strongest force was here, he immediately relaxed.

"By the way, why don't I see Jiang Xiuyuan?" Tang He was still very concerned about the "common enemy" of the Discipline Hall.

"Is he dead in there?"

"Is this true? Which hero punished the evildoers?"

"I don't think he's dead. After all, he's been causing trouble for thousands of years."

Liu Jiqian looked at these disciples muttering and said in a gentle tone: "He is dead. I killed him.