roccoschili Chapter 137 The war is over
Chapter 137 The war is over
Watching Lu Qingteng vanish without a trace like a ghost, Shi Dingtian's last hope was shattered, as if the whole world had collapsed at that moment.
An overwhelming surge of anger and despair overwhelmed him. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of bright red blood spurted out.
He had been barely maintaining his upright posture in mid-air thanks to his powerful internal energy, but now his body seemed to have been drained of all its strength, and he was swaying precariously.
Finally, he could no longer support his body and, like a kite with a broken string, plummeted straight down from mid-air.
Bai Xiaotian saw that one of the two Nascent Soul stage cultivators from the Qingyun Sect was dead and the other crippled, and knew that the battle was over.
Soon, Shi Dingtian was subdued by Han Chuanming and awaited Bai Xiaotian's final decision, but no matter what, he could not escape death.
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, Fellow Daoist Lu of the Qingyun Sect has already fled. Do you still want to continue the fight?" Bai Xiaotian asked Zhu Chengfeng, who had come to help the Qingyun Sect, in a calm tone.
Although Zhu Chengfeng was a Nascent Soul cultivator, he only wanted to take advantage of the chaos and profit from the fact that the Qingyun Sect and the White Tiger Sect were both exhausted. He did not expect that the White Tiger Sect had such a deep foundation, and directly killed one of the two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Qingyun Sect and crippled the other.
Knowing he couldn't continue fighting, or he might lose his life, Zhu Chengfeng smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Bai, you know me. I'm just here to join in the fun, not to really fight the White Tiger Sect! You can ask Brother Huangfu if you don't believe me!"
As Zhu Chengfeng spoke, he kept giving Huangfu Song of Huanglongmen a meaningful look, reminding him to watch his words.
Although Huangfu Song knew that Zhu Chengfeng was just a guy trying to take advantage of the situation and that he had only beaten him casually for three days, he still wanted to tease him a little. So he said with a sly look, "You old rascal, you're really bad. You've broken my arm in these three days, and you still say you didn't really beat me?"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Chengfeng was immediately shocked and hurriedly retorted, "Brother Huangfu, please don't talk nonsense. You've been fighting for three days, and you've only used up one-tenth of your spiritual energy. How could you really be fighting?"
He turned around abruptly, his gaze fixed on Bai Xiaotian, his face filled with anxiety and pleading, his voice unconsciously rising eight octaves: "Fellow Daoist Bai, please believe me! I swear on my honor that what I say is true!"
At this moment, Zhu Chengfeng inwardly groaned. He knew Bai Xiaotian's fiery temper, and if he couldn't win Bai Xiaotian's trust, it might lead to unpredictable consequences. Perhaps, in a fit of anger, Bai Xiaotian would really use the power of the formation to put him to death.
Thinking of this, Zhu Chengfeng broke out in a cold sweat, and his legs even trembled slightly. However, despite his fear, he forced himself to remain calm and continued to explain the whole story to Bai Xiaotian, hoping to quell the other's anger.
What Zhu Chengfeng didn't know was that Bai Xiaotian had been fighting fiercely for three days and was almost completely exhausted, with little fighting power left.
Bai Xiaotian could only force himself to smile and said to Zhu Chengfeng, "Since that's the case, I'll trust Fellow Daoist Zhu. But if this happens again, don't blame me for not showing any mercy!"
"Definitely! There definitely won't be a next time!" Zhu Chengfeng said respectfully. The anxiety he had been feeling was finally relieved; he no longer had to fight Bai Xiaotian to the death.
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, Brother Huangfu, the Nascent Soul stage cultivators of the Qingyun Sect are basically gone. Lu Qingteng is seriously injured and will definitely not return to the sect. Most of the Core Formation stage cultivators of the Qingyun Sect are also dead. The territory of the Qingyun Sect can now be redivided!" Bai Xiaotian said calmly.
"We will follow Senior Brother Bai's arrangements!" Zhu Chengfeng and Huangfu Song said respectfully.
Now that the Qingyun Sect is practically defunct, the remaining issue is the redistribution of interests. As the one with the highest cultivation level who made a significant contribution to eliminating the Qingyun Sect, Bai Xiaotian will certainly have priority in choosing his side.
"Three days from now, our Qingyun Sect will gather to discuss the specific division of territory. Are you two alright?" Bai Xiaotian said calmly.
"No problem!" Zhu Chengfeng replied happily. He originally wanted to take advantage of the White Tiger Sect, but he didn't expect to end up getting the Qingyun Sect's territory. No matter how you look at it, he made a huge profit.
"No problem!" Huangfu Song replied with a hint of doubt, but he was very curious as to why Bai Xiaotian would be willing to give the Vermilion Bird Sect, who came to cause trouble, a share of the territory.
"Then you should leave first. We, the White Tiger Sect, need to tidy up our affairs first!" Bai Xiaotian continued, forcing himself to speak.
"Alright, Fellow Daoist Bai, see you in three days!" Zhu Chengfeng said happily and left.
"Brother Bai, are you alright?" Huangfu Song asked with concern after watching Zhu Chengfeng leave.
"I'm fine, you should go back and get ready!" Bai Xiaotian said calmly.
"Alright then, see you in three days!" Seeing that Bai Xiaotian was unwilling to say more, Huangfu Song didn't press further and left after saying that.
Seeing that Zhu Chengfeng and Huangfusong had completely disappeared, Bai Xiaotian, with his last breath, shouted, "Chuanming, take me to the secret chamber!" After saying that, he could no longer stand in the air and was about to fall from the sky.
Upon seeing this, Han Chuanming immediately flew over and helped Bai Xiaotian up. He then looked at the group of White Tiger Sect disciples standing to the side and said, "Clean up the battlefield and then go back and get some rest!"
"Yes, Sect Master!" the members of the White Tiger Sect answered in unison.
Han Chuanming ignored him and left with Bai Xiaotian.
After watching the sect leader walk further and further away until he disappeared from sight, everyone slowly turned their gaze back to the corpses scattered on the ground.
Their expressions varied; some wore expressions of sorrow, while others looked solemn. But without exception, none of them had time to mourn their deceased fellow disciples.
Because at this moment, there was something more important waiting for them to do—that was to clean up and salvage this horribly devastated battlefield.
After all, the war is not completely over yet, and the enemy may come back at any time. The most urgent task at present is to quickly clean up the mess and prepare for possible changes in the future.
So everyone sprang into action, each taking on their assigned tasks: some were responsible for moving the corpses and placing them properly; others began collecting the weapons and magical artifacts scattered around; still others carefully checked the surroundings for any overlooked enemies or potential dangers... The whole scene was busy yet orderly.
After three days of fierce fighting, Ye Xiaobai had almost no spiritual power left in his body. Fortunately, he had previously undergone body tempering and reached the Bone Refining Realm, which allowed him to persevere for so long.
The other Foundation Establishment cultivators who had fought for three days were exhausted and collapsed, unable to stand up. However, there were some Foundation Establishment cultivators who were refining their bodies who were exceptions.
Therefore, Ye Xiaobai once again marveled at how many benefits body tempering truly offered, enabling him to sustain combat power for an even longer period.