TEMBMBIWB Chapter 63

The stubborn stone figure was extremely anxious, hitting him twice more and gesturing wildly at him.

After the stone figure’s charade, he finally understood.

“You mean, if this group of Xiu Luo escapes, the Nine Heavens will revoke their decree, send down divine soldiers to investigate, discover that I’m still alive, and naturally blame all of this on me?”

The stone figures nodded, making a series of “gu gu gu” sounds.

“You mean, the Heavenly Lord might seem not to have interfered in the You Ming Land, but secretly he might have already searched this place thoroughly? I am just a frog in a well, waiting to take the blame at any moment?”

The stone figures nodded again.

They had been fussing for so long that they were already sweating.

Sui Chunsheng tossed a grape into his mouth, speaking vaguely, “Then what should I do now?”

The stone figure seemed to roll its eyes at him and gestured again.

It dropped a pile of Xiu Luo cultivation manuals and the Ling Li Qu Ku Sword that was lying in the corner in front of him.

Sui Chunsheng was startled for a moment, then casually picked up a cultivation manual.

After flipping through it a couple of times, he tossed it aside again, dejectedly leaning back in his recliner, his eyes slightly closed.

He was a picture of utter hopelessness.

Clearly, the young man had given up.

Whether he was swallowed by the remnants of the Xiu Luo or immediately strangled by the Heavenly Lord after being discovered, it was all the same to him.

Sui Chunsheng leaned against the soft cushion, his eyes blankly gazing out the window.

The branches swaying in the cold wind rustled, and the night sky of the You Ming Land was vastly different from the Nine Heavens.

After a long silence, he seemed to sigh softly.

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Granny Qiqige didn’t know how many times she had knocked on the door of the Cheng Feng Xiao Lou.

This time, it was still the stone figure that first poked its head out. It “gu gu’ed” twice, and only after seeing who it was did it slowly open the door.

Granny Qiqige glanced at the little fellow and said softly, “Is Xiaosheng still sleeping?”

The stone figure nodded.

Granny Qiqige placed the bundle in the stone figure’s hand, looked up at the sky, and said, “Give this cloak to Xiaosheng; it’s already winter, and winter in the You Ming Land is too cold.”

The stone figure nodded again, and another stone figure handed Granny Qiqige a cup of hot tea.

Granny Qiqige took a couple of sips before waving goodbye and leaving, not lingering too long.

Sui Chunsheng slept soundly, and was awakened by a gust of cold wind in the night.

When he groggily opened his eyes, he immediately shivered and sat up straight.

He found himself in the middle of a desolate desert of yellow sand, wrapped in a cloak.

The surrounding sandstorms were raging, and countless black miasmas swirled and hissed around him.

He was actually in the eye of the storm.

Sui Chunsheng widened his eyes and hurriedly looked around, searching for the culprits.

He didn’t see the stone figures anywhere for a moment.

Perhaps sensing that he had woken up, something suddenly wriggled under the yellow sand, and a group of stone figures crawled out of the sand one after another.

They held each other’s arms to avoid being swept away by the sandstorm.

One of the stone figures held onto Sui Chunsheng’s cloak tightly, “gu gu’ing” twice.

Sui Chunsheng said sternly, “What are you doing bringing me here?”

The young man was somewhat disheveled. He had just gotten drunk last night and carelessly took off a couple of layers of clothing before passing out.

These stone figures probably still had a trace of conscience when they dragged him out, remembering to wrap him in a cloak.

The deep winter of the You Ming Land was too cold; he couldn’t help but shiver, wrapping himself tightly in the cloak, and then tried to turn around and leave.

But the stone figures were holding him back tightly, five or six stone figures hanging onto his rear, not giving him a chance to leave at all.

Sui Chunsheng had run out of patience. His head was throbbing from the long-term hangover. He fumbled around himself, but couldn’t find any pain-relieving pills.

He tried to shake off the stone figures, his voice tinged with anger, “Let go! Let go! What do you want? Are you tired of living?”

The stone figures were worthy of being called stubborn stones; they stubbornly held onto him, dragging him towards the wind eye not far away.

Sui Chunsheng didn’t understand what they wanted, whether they had lost their minds.

He subconsciously struggled, angrily yelling, hoping that they would come to their senses.

Just then, a gust of wind swept over, and a powerful suction force came with it, instantly reversing the wind direction.

Sui Chunsheng lost control and was sucked toward the wind eye. He subconsciously struggled, pulled out the Tansue Sword from his waist, and slashed out a cold frost trail.

The frost trail instantly swept across the yellow sand, freezing the wind eye for a moment.

But the next second, the frost trail loosened, as if it was about to swallow everything at any moment.

The stone figures were holding onto his clothes for dear life, afraid of being thrown away.

Only then did Sui Chunsheng fix his eyes on the frozen wind eye. Deep within the crack of the wind eye, there was a familiar figure, his hand attached to the wind eye’s seal, repeatedly striking the barrier above.

The young man narrowed his eyes, and the moment he saw the man’s face, his hair stood on end.

The man seemed to have sensed his gaze. His purple eyes slowly turned to look at him, making eye contact with him through the frozen wind eye.

Sui Chunsheng was stunned, “Hua Zhi?! —”

The man was far away, with a frozen wind eye barrier in between.

The frozen sand eye of the storm let out a series of fragmented, miserable screams, like a dying wail. The surrounding demons and monsters were frozen in place because of the frost, letting out a chorus of screams.

Sui Chunsheng was stunned in place until Hua Zhi slightly curled the corners of his mouth, revealing an extremely eerie smile.

The young man shuddered, his heart sinking. He subconsciously called out, “Go away!”

He waved his sleeve, throwing the row of stone figures behind him away.

The stone figures let out a surprised “gu gu” sound, and were tossed out of the wind eye by the young man’s force.

Suddenly, the frost trails around them burst open uncontrollably, like countless sharp snowflakes splashing towards him.

The demons and monsters screamed as they fled. The center of the wind eye was rapidly swirling, sucking them all in.

Sui Chunsheng subconsciously raised his sword, holding it in front of him. A barrier formed by frost and snow blocked in front of him, forcefully resisting the suction of the sandstorm.

The young man felt like there was a hand tightly grabbing him, trying to drag him in.

He squinted his eyes to look into the wind eye, but could no longer see Hua Zhi’s figure, as if everything just now had been an astonishing nightmare.

Until a powerful suction force disappeared, the surrounding sandstorm abruptly vanished, and the noisy hissing in his ears returned to silence at that moment.

Sui Chunsheng looked around in a daze, only to be left with a plain, deathly still desolation.

The young man subconsciously looked towards the place that should have been a wind eye not far away. At this time, only a golden square box was left. The box was spinning, radiating a faint glow.

A purple glaze of light came from the opposite side, and a hand reached out to grab the box.

Almost instinctively, Sui Chunsheng suddenly swung the Tansue Sword in his hand, and a frost mark slashed towards the arm. He quickly flashed to the front of the golden box and reached out to grab it.

Hua Zhi retaliated with his claw-like hand, attacking his chest. Sui Chunsheng blocked with his sword, and while dodging with a spin, he used the tip of his foot to flick the golden box.

The golden box was flicked up into mid-air, making an empty sound.

The two of them looked up towards the sky at the same time, and almost simultaneously jumped into the air.

Sui Chunsheng held his sword against the man with one hand and used the other to grab the golden box in mid-air.

Hua Zhi seemed to be angered by him, and said sternly, “Damn you!”

Sui Chunsheng glanced at him and impolitely kicked him away.

Hua Zhi quickly steadied himself, almost getting kicked out of the wind eye area.

He shouted, “Give it back to me!”

Sui Chunsheng squeezed the golden box in his hand, and raised his eyebrows at him teasingly, “Give it back to you? Is this yours?”

Hua Zhi glared at him, “This is something of the Xiu Luo Clan!”

Sui Chunsheng couldn’t help but chuckle, “Then I deserve a share of this thing too.”

Hua Zhi was about to go forward to snatch it, when the young man quickly held his hand up to stop him.

“Don’t be in such a rush. You tell me why you’re still alive, what you need this box for, and I’ll give it back to you, how about it?”

Hua Zhi looked at him suspiciously, as if he didn’t believe him.

Sui Chunsheng curled his lips and said, “You don’t believe me? You’ve been secretly monitoring me for so long, you should know that I just want to be alone in this You Ming Land, drinking and fooling around, living a muddled life.”

“Or, are you just that afraid of me?”

Hua Zhi immediately glared at him, “You think too highly of yourself. I’m just carrying out orders to monitor your every move.”

Sui Chunsheng was too lazy to waste his breath on him, and tossed the golden box in his hand.

“Stop talking nonsense. Do you want it or not.”

Hua Zhi pondered for a moment, as if he had finally made up his mind.

He ripped off the black robe he was wearing, revealing the body hidden beneath the black fabric.

The young man couldn’t help but show surprise.

The person before him could no longer be considered human. Only his face was made of flesh and blood.

Under the black robe was only a chaos of black aura, barely maintaining a human shape.

Hua Zhi’s eyes moved for a split second, and only then did the young man discover that the right eye of those purple eyes was also fake.

“As you can see, I’m only half-alive now,” Hua Zhi said coldly.

The young man looked at him, “What do you want this box for?”

Hua Zhi snorted, “I’m just carrying out orders.”

Sui Chunsheng, “If you don’t explain clearly, I’ll crush it first.”

As he spoke, the young man’s hand suddenly clenched, and the golden box in his hand couldn’t help but make a sound, and even the light it radiated dimmed a lot.

Hua Zhi was shocked and quickly called out to him to stop.

“Wait! I’ll tell you!”

Hua Zhi composed himself and said in a low voice, “There’s a key in this box, which was originally meant to open the stone door at the depths of the You Ming River.”

Sui Chunsheng, “Who sealed this key inside the wind eye?”

Hua Zhi raised an eyebrow, “I’ve already answered you.”

Sui Chunsheng snorted and squeezed the box a little harder.

The outer shell of the box was already cracking, letting out a faint cry.

Hua Zhi quickly said, “It was sealed here by your good master, the White Deer Immortal.”

“Can you give it to me now?”

Sui Chunsheng blinked his eyes, “Since it was sealed here by my master, then it definitely cannot fall into your hands.”

Hua Zhi was furious, “Are you playing with me?!”

Sui Chunsheng tilted his head, his expression as if to say: I’m playing with you.

Hua Zhi was so angry that his eyebrows were raised, and even the only complete part of his face was filled with a dark aura.

Sui Chunsheng quickly said, “Don’t get angry, your mouth is going to be crooked, and then you’ll be even uglier.”

Hua Zhi said angrily, “You!”

“Don’t be so smug, you’ll be crying after tonight.”

Sui Chunsheng didn’t care, “What do you mean?”

“If you want to kill me then kill me, why do you have to wait until tonight? Do I look afraid of death?”

His voice was very light, as if he wasn’t discussing life and death, or rather, his own life and death.

Ignoring everything else, Hua Zhi rushed towards him. The young man’s eyes darkened and he instantly activated his power, directly crushing the golden box in his palm.

Hua Zhi shouted, “No!! —”

Sui Chunsheng smiled, blew off the remaining debris from his palm, and said with great disdain, “Alright, now you can kill me.”

Hua Zhi said through gritted teeth, “It’s just that the key is gone, opening the door will just take a little more effort, don’t be so smug.”

“I won’t kill you either. If I kill you now, how will I see you suffer?”

Sui Chunsheng looked at him in confusion, “What exactly are you trying to say? You’re being so roundabout, did my master break your brain when he chopped off your head? You can’t even talk properly.”

Hua Zhi chuckled, “You’d better worry about your master first.”

Sui Chunsheng’s eyes finally showed a hint of anger, and his voice turned cold.

“Don’t use my master to scare me.”

Before his voice had faded, the snow-white Tansue Sword was already pressed against his neck.

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