Chapter 423: The Old Age Pavilion Isn’t Only Adept In Boot-Licking
Chapter 423: The Old Age Pavilion Isn’t Only Adept In Boot-Licking
No matter how cold or heartless Si Wuya was, he could stay idle if Yong Ning was dying. After all, she had been a great help to him. Even if he was without affection for her, he was undoubtedly indebted to her.
Si Wuya furrowed his brows as he listened to the female cultivator describing Yong Ning’s condition. After a moment of silence, he said, "Let me out."
Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng were taken aback. They were not bold enough to release Si Wuya from the Cave of Reflection. They could only look at him helplessly.
"Mister Seventh, it’s not that I don’t want to let you out… it’s…"
"Let me out," Si Wuya repeated himself.
"…"
Based on Si Wuya’s expression, Pan Zhong and Zhou Jifeng knew he was determined to leave the cave. The problem was, even if they had the courage of ten lions, they would never release him.
SI Wuya did not have his cultivation base and weapon. It was only natural that he was unable to disregard the barrier like Yu Shangrong did.
The atmosphere had grown unbearably tense when a stiff and loud voice rang in the air. "Release him."
Si Wuya and Zhou Jifeng looked over and saw Duanmu Sheng hovering above the Cave of Reflection with his Overlord Spear in hand.
"Yes, Mister Third." Pan Zhong bowed.
Shortly after, Si Wuya emerged from the Cave of Reflection. He looked up Duanmu Sheng. What shocked Si Wuya was that Duanmu Sheng seemed to have a much stronger presence than before. His cultivation base was improving quickly.
"Thank you, Third Senior Brother," Si Wuya said.
Duanmu Sheng shook his head and said, "Forgive me for saying this, but what good would come out of poring over that mess of a question? If you have the time, you should be studying the cultivation theory of severing one’s Golden Lotus. If you can contribute to the Evil Sky Pavilion, the others will, naturally, respect you. You wouldn’t be where you are right now, powerless to save the woman you love."
Si Wuya. "…" He was rendered speechless for a moment. He wanted to retort, but he dismissed that idea when he recalled his Third Senior Brother’s fiery temper. In the end, he only said, "I’ll remember your advice, Third Senior Brother."
"Go and pay your last respect then." Duanmu Sheng left through the air after he finished speaking.
Last respect?
Si Wuya’s heart sank. He knew what those words meant, but he did not dare to dwell on it. He hastened toward the southern pavilion.
Pan Zhong, Zhou Jifeng, and the others followed closely behind him.
Soon after, Si Wuya soon reached the southern pavilion.
When Little Yuan’er saw Si Wuya approaching, she went up to meet him. "Seventh Senior Brother, Big Sister Yong Ning is dying!"
"…" Zhao Yue pulled Little Yuan’er to the side and said, "Don’t be too anxious, the three elders are here."
Zhu Honggong looked at Little Yuan’er and said, "Little Junior Sister, watch your words."
The others did not dare to recklessly speak up.
Si Wuya looked at the closed doors. He was about to enter when the door opened with a creak.
Hua Wudao walked out.
Hua Yuexing walked up to him and asked, "What’s the situation?"
Hua Wudao sighed and shook his head. "She has been stabbed by an energy blade, and it destroyed her internal organs. We should make preparations for her funeral."