TFOD Chapter 89

He turned and ran towards the blood pool, Lan Wangji stayed right by his side, running shoulder to shoulder with him. The blood-red summoning flag on his white clothes was indeed the best target, not a single fierce corpse paid attention to anyone else, they treated the living people they brushed past as if they were invisible, all their bloodshot eyes locked onto Wei Wuxian alone as they rushed towards him!

The corpse horde surged forward wave after wave, the path that Wen Ning opened was always quickly filled by new walking corpses, so he would rush back and open it again. More than half of the people in the Devil Subduing Cave had no time to escape, some were even still unable to walk, they saw the sword light of Bichen slashing wildly in the cave, a row of fierce corpses were sliced into pieces, then the next row would surge up, the cries and wails shook the heavens, it almost seemed like they would shatter the dome of the Devil Subduing Cave. Before long this wave of corpses had surrounded Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji, making it difficult for them to get close to the blood pool. The piles of corpses around them grew higher and higher, and the encirclement grew smaller and smaller. Seeing this, the younger generation became extremely anxious and all drew their swords and rushed back. Lan Jingyi, seeing someone swinging their sword and killing corpses as they rushed out, said, “Can you help us? If you can still wield a sword, could you please come help! Even a little help would be good!”

That person said, “Get lost!!!”

Lan Sizhui said, “Forget it Jingyi, we can manage on our own!”

Hearing their voices, Wei Wuxian roared, “Wen Ning!!! Throw them out!!!”

Wen Ning replied, “Yes!” He grabbed Lan Jingyi with one hand, and was about to grab Lan Sizhui with the other hand, but Lan Sizhui rushed at him, saying, “Ghost General, I can’t go out, let me stay!!! Otherwise, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life!!!”

In the instant they were face-to-face, Wen Ning’s figure froze. Lan Sizhui, seeing that he was not going to grab him, immediately raised his sword and charged back into the fray. Lan Jingyi and the others took the opportunity to pass him. Jin Ling was half-pulled, half-carried out by Jiang Cheng, brushing past several fierce corpses. These fierce corpses were attracted by the summoning flag on Wei Wuxian, their eyes red as they stared fixedly in that direction, treating them as if they were invisible. Jin Ling shouted, “Uncle! I…”

Jiang Cheng coldly said, “If you dare go back, don’t acknowledge me as your uncle!”

Jin Ling stared at him, Jiang Cheng threw him out and shouted, “Stay put!” He then raised his Sandu sword and charged back into the Devil Subduing Cave. Jin Ling was stunned, “Uncle, wait for me!” and still followed.

Meanwhile inside the Devil Subduing Cave, the encirclement around Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji had shrunk to less than a zhang.

Bichen’s sword light was still clear and bright, the talismans were still blazing non-stop, however, there were simply too many of these fierce corpses!

Wei Wuxian had just thrown out a pile of talismans, when he keenly sensed danger, he turned his head to look, and sure enough there was a fierce corpse that had climbed onto the corpse pile nearby, it was opening its mouth to pounce at him. Wei Wuxian’s hands were empty, he cursed, reached into his sleeve, but his hand came up empty, his heart leaped.

His talismans were completely used up!

Lan Wangji also noticed the danger on his side, he was about to thrust out with his sword, when suddenly there was a shriek, that fierce corpse, was actually ripped in half in midair.

No. It was torn in half. And the thing that tore it, was right in front of everyone’s eyes!

A bloody red fierce corpse was standing on the corpse mountain, which reached the height of a person, its two hands each dragging half of a still twitching corpse, and it was looking down at Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji.

Lan Jingyi’s mouth was hanging open, Ouyang Zizhen murmured, “……Ancestors… What is that thing?”

Everyone who saw it had the same thought in their hearts – what is that thing?!

This unknown fierce corpse that had appeared out of nowhere was different from all the fierce corpses they had ever seen, from head to toe it was covered in blood, a shocking scarlet color, it looked as if it had just crawled out of the blood pool, it appeared emaciated and extremely ferocious.

The corpse horde controlled by the Stygian Tiger Seal was also attracted by this strange looking member of their kind, they abandoned the encirclement of Wei Wuxian, and hesitantly watched in that direction.

This bloody corpse took two steps.

As it walked unsteadily, its bones emitted cracking sounds, as if it were stretching its limbs. Dark red blood dripped from its limbs and body, spreading along the way.

An extremely desolate, brutal yin energy and resentment flowed out of it, as it got closer and closer, the other fierce corpses began to retreat, many people became pale and silent.

Lan Wangji stood in front of Wei Wuxian, but Wei Wuxian pressed down on the hand he held Bichen with, and whispered, “……Wait.”

He stared intently at that blood corpse, a guess forming in his heart, his heart beating wildly, he repeated, “Wait.”

The blood corpse stopped about a zhang in front of them, suddenly raising its head, it let out two loud howls.

The howls were sharper with each one, everyone covered their ears.

The surface of the blood pool rippled slightly.

At first it was just like a pebble being thrown in, but these ripples continued to spread, getting bigger and bigger, it looked like something was stirring beneath the viscous blood.

Suddenly, a hand broke out of the blood!

This hand abruptly grabbed the edge of the pool, its five fingers digging deeply into the ground. What followed it was a half-rotten, scarlet face where the facial features were hard to make out.

A second blood corpse climbed out of the blood pool.

Immediately afterwards, the entire surface of the blood pool began to swirl and churn, it was as if it was boiling, gurgling, more and more heads emerged from the surface. The third one, the fourth one, the fifth one…

Each one was covered in horrifying blood stains, a ferocious face, along with a sharp roar. As soon as they climbed out of the blood pool, they immediately began to slaughter the other fierce corpses!

The corpse horde controlled by the Stygian Tiger Seal, was as if a red sharp knife had been thrust into the middle of them, they were reduced to flying pieces of flesh, pieces of corpses, and black blood!

Jin Ling said, shocked, “……What exactly are these things?! Why are there fierce corpses in the blood pool? Wasn’t it said that all the fierce corpses on the Burial Mounds were burned to ash?!”

The sect leader of Ouyang sect, who was protecting his son, said, “Some were not!”

Lan Jingyi said, “Which ones weren’t?!”

The Ouyang sect leader said, “Those…those…”

He could not bring himself to say it, those members of the Wen Clan who were left at the Burial Mounds, after the besiegers killed them, those fifty odd corpses, had all been thrown into the blood pool!

Suddenly, Jin Ling shouted, “Look out!”

A bloody red figure landed in front of him, Lan Sizhui retreated two steps, the blood corpse slowly stood up.

This was an exceptionally small, hunched blood corpse, it looked like someone had smashed a hole into its skull, its white hair was sparse, sticking to its forehead in a straggly way after being soaked in blood, and with its half-rotten skin and flesh, it was extremely disgusting and horrifying, making people feel uncomfortable just looking at it. After it got up, it walked with a limp, slowly walking towards Lan Sizhui, the young people felt extremely frightened, and quickly gathered around.

With so many living people, the blood corpse became wary, and grunted. The young people became more and more wary, Lan Sizhui hurriedly said, “Don’t move!”

Although he was also a little nervous, for some reason, he wasn’t afraid.

This skinny, frail blood corpse, if it had eyes, would have been staring at him. It tilted its head, and even extended a hand, slowly reaching out towards Lan Sizhui, as if trying to touch him.

That hand was covered in blood, like a chicken claw that had been gnawed off, the young people all got goosebumps. Jin Ling raised his sword to block, Lan Sizhui blurted out, “Young Master Jin, don’t!”

Jin Ling said, “Then what should we do!”

Lan Sizhui said, “You…you all, don’t move for now.”

The blood corpse softly called out twice, he steadied his mind, and also slowly extended his hand towards the blood corpse.

Just as he was about to touch the blood corpse, a new wave of corpses surged over, the blood corpse suddenly turned around, and gave a long hiss, it jumped into the air, plunged into the corpse horde and began to tear and bite, looking like it had gone mad, flesh and blood were flying everywhere. The loudness of its roar was terrifying, its movements were swift and brutal, completely different from the way it had acted before Lan Sizhui. Wen Ning flipped over a few fierce corpses, trembling all over, and shouted at that fierce corpse, “Is it you?!”

The other side didn’t pay him any attention.

All of the blood corpses were slaughtering each other madly, Wen Ning shouted, “Is it you?!”

The entire Devil Subduing Cave was filled with high and low sharp howls, none of them answered him, and none of them could answer him.

In less than half an hour, all the sounds gradually stopped.

The Devil Subduing Cave, after everything ended, was just like a scene of hell in a painting.

These blood corpses began to gather one after another towards Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji.

They were of different heights, of different genders, different ages, all were bloody Asura devils. But in those figures, Wei Wuxian saw some familiar shadows.

Wen Ning murmured, “Uncle Fourth…”

“Granny…”

He called out to them one by one, his voice shaking more and more.

Wen Ning said, “Were you always here waiting??”

If he was a living person, his eyes would have been red, filled with tears.

Wei Wuxian’s lips trembled slightly, he wanted to say something, however, in the end he did not say it.

He deeply lowered his head, solemnly bowed, and said in a hoarse voice, “…Thank you.”

Lan Wangji also bowed.

When these blood-soaked fierce corpses were slaughtering earlier, they were extremely ferocious, but now as they faced them, their appearances were still ferocious, their movements were slightly clumsy, and they also bowed and raised their hands in a haphazard manner, returning a bow to the two of them.

Then, as if something had extracted the essence and vitality from their bodies, they all fell down.

Their blood-red bodies were like fragile porcelain, cracking inch by inch, the more they cracked, the smaller the pieces became. It seemed like if a gust of wind blew, there would be nothing left.

Wen Ning threw himself to the ground, and used his hands to gather these red-colored ashes. After grabbing a handful, he stuffed it into his clothes, and soon his clothes were filled. Seeing this, Lan Jingyi scratched his head, took off one of his pouches, and poured out the spices inside, he crouched down and handed it to him, “Here!”

Seeing this, the other young people followed suit. Only Jin Ling looked at them, then looked at Wen Ning, his expression complex, he did not move, his brows were furrowed in a cold manner, and he walked further away. And over there seven or eight hands held pouches and cloth bags, extending them out to Wen Ning, who was at a loss about what to do.

Lan Sizhui said, “Ghost General, do you need help?”

Wen Ning hurriedly said, “No need, you all…”

Lan Jingyi said, “There’s so many bones and ash, can you pick it all up by yourself!”

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji walked over and said, “Don’t pick them up haphazardly, you didn’t bring gloves, you’ll get corpse poison.”

Hearing this, the young people gave up on the idea. Lan Sizhui said, “Senior Wei, Hanguang-Jun, and also Ghost General, thank you so much this time…”

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the crowd, “Thank you for what?”

Lan Sizhui and the others looked back, it was Fang Mengchen who had spoken again.

He had stood up, with a face full of anger, “What’s this supposed to be?”

Lan Sizhui was confused, “What do you mean by what is it supposed to be?”

Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji also looked at him, Fang Mengchen said sternly, “I’m asking you what is this supposed to be? A way to atone for your sins?! You can’t actually be starting to be grateful to him, can you?!”

And in the Devil Subduing Cave, it was completely silent, even whispering could not be heard.

The feelings in everyone’s heart was not good.

They had come in a grand manner to besiege them, and in the end, they had ended up being besieged. They had shouted and screamed to eliminate the threat, and in the end, they needed to rely on the “threat” to save their lives.

They did not know if they should describe it as comical, bizarre, awkward, or just plain strange. They felt that in this grand play, their indignant, jumping-up-and-down selves, were really not so glorious and dignified.

Show gratitude to Wei Wuxian? That seemed too inappropriate; but after all, they had been saved by him, it wouldn’t be right to say that they had no gratitude at all. In this situation, the best thing to do seemed to be just to remain silent.

Seeing that no one was answering him, Fang Mengchen grew even angrier. He thrust out with his sword, and said, “You put on an act by doing some good deeds, showing that you’ve repented, and you think that you can erase all the blood debts on your hands?!”

Wei Wuxian dodged. Others tried to persuade him, “Brother Fang! Don’t get worked up, let it go…”

As soon as that person said that, he immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, Fang Mengchen’s eyes had indeed become bloodshot. He said, “Let it go?! What do you mean by let it go? The blood feud for killing my family, you think I can just let it go?!”

He loudly questioned, “Wei Wuxian killed my parents, that’s a fact, but why is it that he now seems like a hero?! Do some good deeds, and in a blink of an eye everyone forgets what he’s done? Then what does that make my parents?!”

In the crowd, Jin Ling clenched his fists tightly, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, it turned out that Jiang Cheng had been gradually tightening the grip of his five fingers on his shoulder.

Jin Ling could not see his expression, and said in a low voice, “Uncle…”

From Jiang Cheng’s side there came an unclear cold laugh.

At this time, Wei Wuxian spoke.

He said, “Then what exactly do you want.”

Fang Mengchen was stunned. Wei Wuxian said, “What exactly do you want? It’s nothing more than wanting me to have a miserable end so that you can ease the hatred in your heart.”

He pointed to Yi Weichun who was still unconscious in the crowd, and said, “He lost a leg, I will be torn into a thousand pieces; you lost both your parents, and I have long been destroyed, I’m a homeless stray dog who was expelled by his clan, not even the ashes of my parents can be found.”

Wei Wuxian also said, “Or do you still hate the remnants of the Wen Clan? The Wen Clan remnants that you all keep talking about, already died once thirteen years ago. And right here, just now, they died again for me, in order to save you all. This time they turned into ashes.”

He said, “May I ask, what exactly do you all still want?”

Fang Mengchen glared at him, for a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, “It’s useless. I’m telling you, Wei Wuxian, no matter what you do, don’t expect me to forgive you, or forget the hatred for my parents.”

He loudly said, “Never!”

Wei Wuxian said, “No one is asking you to forgive me. The things that I’ve done, not only do you remember them, I remember them as well. You won’t forget, and I won’t forget even more!”

After directly staring at him for a while, Fang Mengchen only felt a mix of emotions, his heart completely broken.

His life had indeed been saved by Wei Wuxian and the others, but he was unwilling to just let go of this grudge. But if he wanted to seek revenge from Wei Wuxian, he was alone and powerless. In the end, he could only shout, and turned and rushed out of the Devil Subduing Cave.

After he rushed out, someone said, “There won’t be any more corpse hordes, will there? Are we really safe this time?!”

Hearing this voice, everyone got a headache, “It’s him again!”

Nie Huaisang looked around, and seeing that no one was answering him, asked again, “Then can we also…leave?”

This question was correct. Everyone right now wished they had wings to fly back to their own homes. A female cultivator said, “Two hours should be about right, how much has everyone’s spiritual energy recovered?”