Chapter 1210: Chapter 1206: Dying Without Peace
A person’s words are kind before death; Luo Jianxiong’s betrayal of the sect led to the death of Zhou Xianyang, the chief disciple of the Li Fire Sect, and Zhuo Junwu’s prolonged capture and tornt. Death is his punishnt.
Ye Fan did not continue to let others tornt Luo Jianxiong. He waved his hand and said, “Give him a swift end and bury him properly.”
“Yes, young master.” The female disciple looked at Ye Fan with a bit of admiration, but as she turned her head, she resembled a judge of doom, striking Luo Jianxiong dead with one blow.
Keeping his body intact and even granting him a proper burial, Ye Fan considered it fulfilling the ties of his sect. Turning to look at the expressionless Sect Master Ling, he said, “Sect Master Ling, you killed my fellow disciple back then, and you should have t the sa fate, but for now, I need you and the entire Diyuan Sect to withstand the heavenly tribulation, so I will spare you.”
Sect Master Ling said nothing, rely closing her eyes, as though she had not heard.
After being defeated by Ye Fan and Sang Yuan, her spirits were shattered. In the matter of uniting the six major sects, she aided Ye Fan, a lingering kindness in her heart, which is why Ye Fan spared her.
“Young master, this woman does not know what is good for her. Why not kill her or find so people to torture her, see if she retains such pride!” Sang Yuan appeared easygoing, but after long opposition with the seven major sects, she had developed a ruthless style. Otherwise, she would not have been able to control such a large and formidable mysterious force opposing the seven major sects.
Sect Master Ling showed no hint of cowardice, her eyes still closed.
Faced with a master of such rank, Ye Fan, despite any grudges, maintained basic respect. After all, Sect Master Ling had always been at odds with the power of the Tianxuan Sect. If Ye Fan were to kill her, it would be hard to explain to the people of the seven major sects.
“For now, keep her detained here,” Ye Fan said, “Treat her with courtesy, as she is the Sect Master of Diyuan Sect. After Diyuan Sect’s remaining forces are eradicated, she may return to lead Diyuan Sect again.”
“Young master…” Sang Yuan was puzzled by Ye Fan’s way of repaying grievances with virtue.
Ye Fan offered no explanation, turning to walk towards the cave’s entrance. Sect Master Ling was also escorted back to the cell. The seabed cave appeared very worn-out, though parts of it had been arranged, making it a kind of underwater refuge where once a cultivator secretly practiced.
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Returning to the villa in Hua Hai City with Sang Yuan, Ye Fan directly inford Li Zhaojun of the Li Fire Sect’s secret, which might involve a Divine Artifact of Heavenly Peak Mountain.
Li Zhaojun said, “Only Senior Zhuo knows this secret now, but with Wuyingzi having arranged a powerful Spiritual Energy defense net around the villa, even if Senior Zhuo wakes, we can’t enter.”
Ye Fan sighed, “Wuyingzi staying on Earth clearly ans there’s sothing fascinating to her here, but unfortunately, her cultivation is too high for us to track.”
“A person who can isolate others from the mundane world, creating illusions; the thought is terrifying,” Li Zhaojun said, “I think it’s best not to provoke her. The priority is finding the heaven’s chosen one to delegate the task, isn’t that better?”
Ye Fan smiled, “I think our wedding is more important.”
Li Zhaojun rolled her eyes at Ye Fan, “I’m not dealing with that, leave it all to you.”
“Look at what you’re saying. I haven’t formally proposed to you, and you haven’t agreed to marry . Moreover, it’s my first marriage, lacking experience; how would I know how to arrange it?” Ye Fan said with a smile.
“We are already a couple, just lacking a ceremony. Is it really that important?” Li Zhaojun, like a virtuous wife, ca to tidy Ye Fan’s clothes, leaning against him as if suggesting that even without a wedding, he could have her anyti.
Ye Fan gently kissed Li Zhaojun’s forehead and said, “Since we’re to be celestial partners, you wouldn’t want to leave regrets in the long years ahead, would you? I’m afraid if you beco a lonely wife, you’d bla , and I can’t take your tornt!”
Li Zhaojun playfully pounded Ye Fan’s chest with her fist, as if complaining about his mood-killing words.
But Ye Fan only smiled, wrapping Li Zhaojun in his arms, his heart full of endless tenderness and affection.
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On a small path in the East Sea, the female disciple who had killed Luo Jianxiong earlier, accompanied by two male disciples, transported Luo Jianxiong’s corpse to an island.
The island was deserted, rarely visited by ships. Following Ye Fan’s instruction to “bury him properly,” they prepared to dig a grave for Luo Jianxiong, as even among cultivators, “resting in peace” was a practice.
“Quickly complete the burial, so the prisoners in the cell don’t cause any trouble,” the female disciple urged.
“Seventh Miss, can’t you speak to Lord Mother to let us leave Earth? Though Earth is prosperous, confining us to underwater cells is too harsh. With Earth’s thin Spiritual Energy, cultivation is incredibly challenging,” complained one male disciple.
In the force established by Sang Yuan, she existed as the “Divine Mother,” while above her was the main deity, the Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman, with Sang Yuan considering herself a handmaid of the deity.
Beneath Sang Yuan were nine won, ranked by cultivation level as nine sisters. This female disciple’s cultivation had reached the late fusion stage, ranking only seventh among the nine, but her relationship with Sang Yuan was so close, like mother and daughter, prompting Sang Yuan to recomnd her to act as Ye Fan’s woman.
Seventh Miss said, “Divine Mother listens to the young master’s arrangents now. The young master is our master, and if he commands us to remain underwater, that is the highest order. If you do not follow, I will enforce the rules.”
The two male cultivators were stunned into silence, quickly lowering their heads to work.
For cultivators, digging a pit was easy. After completing it, a male asked, “Seventh Miss, should we erect a tombstone?”
“No need, let’s finish quickly and go back,” Seventh Miss instructed, turning but sensing sothing felt amiss. She carefully scanned but found no presence of Spiritual Energy.
After they buried Luo Jianxiong’s body, they left the island.
Just after departing, a shadow appeared where Luo Jianxiong was buried. The shadow cackled, “Hehe, interesting. Wicked people can cultivate demonic arts, and you are wicked.”
As it spoke, a gust of dark wind swept the soil into the air, unearthing Luo Jianxiong’s body.
The shadow infused demonic Qi into Luo Jianxiong’s body. After a few minutes, Luo Jianxiong opened his eyes again, murmuring, “…Junior Brother… you can’t kill …”
“You’re already dead, young man, but I like your style. Follow in demonic cultivation; it’ll be fun,” said the shadow, an old demon who wanted to ambush Ye Fan after being defeated by Wuyingzi. Afraid of Sang Yuan’s retaliation, he found a “toy” instead, the late Luo Jianxiong.
For demonic cultivators, the body didn’t matter; in fact, death made demonic cultivation easier than life.
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