CH 114

Chapter 114: Regardless Of The Consequences, It Was All Out Of Devotion And Love.

Qi Ci wasn’t in the mood to laugh at Bian Zhonghua’s joke. Instead, with trembling hands, Qi Ci held Bian Zhonghua’s right hand and placed it in front of his eyes for a closer look.

Unexpectedly, Bian Zhonghua’s right hand, which had clearly been broken by Taowu just now, looked as if it had never been injured in the first place.

Understanding what Qi Ci was worried about, Bian Zhonghua waved his wrist and said with a smile: “Look, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

Qi Ci sighed in relief, allowing the heavy stone that was crushing his heart to shatter in an instant.

Immortal Lord Zhenwu took a step forward and said to Bian Zhonghua: “Lord Bian, may I speak with you?”

Bian Zhonghua nodded his head, stretched out a hand and gently patted Qi Ci’s back to reassure him. Then, he walked away with Immortal Lord Zhenwu by his side.

After confirming that Qi Ci wouldn’t be able to hear their conversation, Immortal Lord Zhenwu asked: “Lord Bian, did you just re-seal Taotie and Taowu?”

Bian Zhonghua nodded: “When Qiongqi and Hundun are sealed by me, I will sink them in the East Sea. Only then will the world be free of worry.”

Immortal Lord Zhenwu muttered something under his breath then fell silent for a long time. Finally, he managed to hesitantly say: “Lord Bian, you seem to be more powerful than you were at the time of sealing the Four Fierce Beasts, but you…. you clearly lost your Neidan….”

Bian Zhonghua had no intention of hiding it, so he explained: “That’s because I’m able to control the Dragon Bones inside my body.”

Immortal Lord Zhenwu suddenly realized something and said: “I see, so that’s what it was. Such an unfortunate fate….”

While Immortal Lord Zhenwu and Bian Zhonghua were talking, Qi Ci suddenly called out to them. It turned out that Lin Baihu had woken up.

Thus, Bian Zhonghua and Immortal Lord Zhenwu stopped talking and headed over to inquire Lin Baihu about his condition.

Lin Baihu, whose Qi was still a bit weak, was surprised to see Bian Zhonghua: “Lord Bian, you, you…..”

Bian Zhonghua nodded his head and said: “These years you have been working really hard for me, thank you.”

Lin Baihu immediately understood what was happening: Bian Zhonghua’s third soul had returned, and he was back to his usual self.

Even at this moment, Lin Baihu’s face didn’t show much joy or happiness. But in reality, he was so relieved that he even took a deep breath, as if he had finally completed a difficult task.

However, before Lin Baihu could finish taking that breath, he suddenly remembered a person.

If that person were here right now, he would be teasing him: “Little white bird! You should be looking happier! Wait, forget it. If you become too happy, I’ll get jealous.”

That person had been with Lin Baihu for a long time. So long that Lin Baihu had already gotten used to his presence. But now, that person wasn’t by his side.

“I should, I should….” Lin Baihu covered his wound and stood up, but he didn’t know how to say that he wanted to go to Pingding Mountain to go find Qin Yicang.

Then all of a sudden, a bird with a red beak and white feathers flew over. Lin Baihu was surprised to see this bird at first, but then he reached out his hand so that the bird could land in the palm of his hand. As soon as the bird touched Lin Baihu’s palm, it transformed into a letter.

It was a letter from Pingding Mountain.

Before Lin Baihu arrived at the Southern Mountain, he was determined to stop Taotie and Taowu even if it meant losing his life. For that reason, Lin Baihu sent two letters to Pingding Mountain.

For some reason, when he saw the still unopened letter in his hand, Lin Baihu felt a little relieved.

Since this meant that everyone in Pingding Mountain was safe!

‘Then, Qin Yicang must also be alright.’

“Is it a letter from Qin Yicang? Come on, open it quickly and read it.” Upon seeing that Lin Baihu was hesitating to open the letter, Immortal Lord Zhenwu stroked his beard and urged him to open it.

Lin Baihu nodded, opened the letter as instructed, and read it carefully.

However, as soon as he read the first few words, his face suddenly paled and his chest heaved violently. The hand with which he held the letter trembled slightly, and at the same time, Lin Baihu’s eyes widened.

Lin Baihu had always been someone calm and rational. Considering that Bian Zhonghua and Immortal Lord Zhenwu had never seen a Lin Baihu look so disconcerted and upset, they were able to guess almost immediately what had happened.

Qin Yicang was in danger.

Bian Zhonghua made an immediate decision: “Immortal Lord Zhenwu, take Qi Ci back to the Capital. I will go to Pingding Mountain with Lin Baihu to take a look.”

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On Pingding Mountain, aware of the imminent arrival of Lin Baihu and Bian Zhonghua, Vermillion Bird and Blue Snipe were already waiting for them at the foot of the mountain.

In an instant, some ripples appeared in the air at the boundary of Pingding Mountain, from which a white bird and a person emerged. As soon as they landed, the white bird transformed into a white-haired young man.

“Demon Emperor.” Vermillion Bird and Blue Snipe bowed to Bian Zhonghua in unison. Then, Blue Snipe turned his head to look at Lin Baihu and softly whispered: “Baihu, you’ve returned.”

“Where is he?” Lin Baihu asked with urgency and anxiety, not even caring about pleasantries.

The Vermillion Bird and Blue Snipe looked at each other, but then the Vermillion Bird sighed softly, revealing a reluctant expression. Blue Snipe took a step forward and held Lin Baihu’s arm with both hands, trying to comfort him: “Baihu, listen to me. The Immortal Lord of Kunshan is under the Great Sacred Tree.”

The Great Sacred Tree is an Immortal tree located on Pingding Mountain, which has bathed in the essence of the sun and moon for a long time and possessed a tremendous spirituality. This tree had been worshiped by the Phoenix Clan for thousands of years.

“He….is he alright?” Lin Baihu’s voice was hoarse, and even though he wanted to ask about Qin Yicang, he didn’t dare to do so.

The Blue Snipe sighed lightly and slowly told him about Qin Yicang’s matter.

It turned out that Qin Yicang, in order to protect the Phoenix Clan, fought against the Qiongqi for three days and three nights in a row. By the end, both beasts were covered with wounds and blood, but still continued to relentlessly pounce against each other.

Finally, Qiongqi was torn apart by Qin Yicang’s tiger claw, causing its soul to be extinguished and its body to become a pile of yellow soil, which was then blown away by the wind.

Almost immediately, Qin Yicang collapsed to the ground with a thud. At the same time, his Qi became progressively weaker. His entire body was covered with bite wounds and cuts, but the most serious part was that Qiongqi’s fangs had pierced through Qin Yicang’s abdomen, causing him to lose a lot of blood.

The Phoenix Clan of Pingding Mountain carried Qin Yicang in haste to the Great Sacred Tree to treat his wounds with frost dew, crimson pearl herb, and other divine medicines.

“However….” Blue Snipe bit his lips, as if he didn’t want to say the cruel words.

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When the Vermillion Bird saw that Blue Snipe couldn’t say it, he stepped forward to explain, “However, there’s no cure for the injury caused by the Qiongqi’s fangs. Although we have done our best to prevent the Immortal Lord of Kunlun’s soul from dissipating and allow him to live for a few more days, we cannot cure his injuries. I’m afraid there’s no chance for him to survive this.”

Lin Baihu didn’t speak, and yet, it was more like he had forgotten how to speak. Instead, he stood still, with his body shaking beyond belief, like a speechless fool.

At that moment, it was Bian Zhonghua who spoke: “Quickly, take us to him so we can see him.”

Once the four of them arrived at the Great Sacred Tree, the tree was surrounded by many Immortal birds of the Phoenix Clan. After all, Qin Yicang had sacrificed his life to protect the Phoenix Clan from the Qiongqi, so naturally, the Phoenix Clan desperately wanted to cure him no matter what.

Unfortunately, no matter what they did, it was all in vain.

Under the Great Sacred Tree, leaning against the tree trunk, lay a White Tiger covered in wounds. From the great tree hung many branches, all of which covered the White Tiger’s wounds with a faint green glow. However, those wounds showed no signs of being healed.

Bian Zhonghua stepped forward a few steps and covered the White Tiger’s forehead with his hand. At that moment, Bian Zhonghua discovered that Qin Yicang’s soul was extremely weak, to the point that it might detach from his body at any moment. Bian Zhonghua rushed to transfer spiritual energy to the White Tiger, but it was in vain. It was like throwing a stone into the sea, it didn’t have any effect.

Bian Zhonghua reluctantly tried again and again, but no matter what, he never succeeded. All he could do was feel the helplessness of not being able to do anything. Finally, Bian Zhonghua recognized that there was nothing he could do, so he decided to quietly stop. Bian Zhonghua thus stood up, stepped back, looked at Lin Baihu and sighed deeply.

In an instant, it was as if Heaven and Earth had been engulfed by silence. So much so that even the drop of a pin could have been heard.

Lin Baihu walked towards the White Tiger completely stunned, only to kneel down in front of it.

‘I never thought a moment like this would ever arrive.’

‘The day when Qin Yicang would have to go.’

‘It seems as if the thousand years of entanglement, teasing and nagging had become a necessity in my life.’

Only at this moment could Lin Baihu understand that Qin Yicang’s constant presence in his life was, regardless of the consequences, out of the devotion and love he felt for him. Time and time again.

Under the Great Sacred Tree, the White Tiger wrapped around the branches was no longer breathing, and the only thing that still kept him in this realm was a stubborn remnant of his soul. It was as if that remnant of the soul was waiting for someone.

Lin Baihu reached out and gently covered the White Tiger’s abdominal wound. Lin Baihu’s face was as expressionless as usual, but he seemed a bit duller than he usually was. In the eyes of others, it was as if Lin Baihu didn’t possess either joy or sadness at all.

Then, Lin Baihu gently opened his mouth and said, “Qin Yicang, wake up, get up and hug me. I beg you.” The moment he said the last three words, Lin Baihu’s voice trembled.

Lin Baihu didn’t know whether he was grieving or not, and even now he didn’t know how to cry. But unlike in the past, there was something rampaging inside his body. It was like a heavy rock that was crushing his internal organs, whose induced pain roamed all over his limbs and bones, making it impossible for him to vent.

Now that the White Tiger lying on the ground hadn’t given Lin Baihu any response….

Lin Baihu suddenly realized that in this world, besides Qin Yicang, there would be no one who would call him ‘little white bird’ with a chuckling voice.

All of a sudden, every bit of agony, fear and panic present in his blood and bones rushed into Lin Baihu’s throat.

At that instant, Lin Baihu coughed up a mouthful of blood.

As for the White Tiger’s body, the last remnant of its soul had also completely disappeared.