MJWCATFPITWOC Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Chapter 30 – Dead

“Yucheng-ge!”

“Brother Shen!”

No response came from the rubble pile for a long time. Mo Yifeng stared anxiously at the pile of stones, subconsciously rushing forward to save him, but was ruthlessly blocked by a ray of magical light. Mo Yifeng’s gaze was as cold as ice, and he angrily pointed his sword directly at Lingyi, his voice low and filled with killing intent: “Get out of the way.”

“Is Yifeng-di so nervous?” Lingyi sneered contemptuously. She had deliberately cast a spell to distract Shen Yucheng, allowing Nie Yue to take the opportunity to knock him into the pile of stones.

She stared at the fine and dense pile of stones, and a smug smile appeared on her lips. As long as someone tried to pry open these gravel, it would trigger a chain reaction, and thousands upon thousands of stones would roll down from above, filling the gaps. Unless the person inside saved themself, people from the outside would not be able to help.

Next, Lingyi only needed to wait for Shen Yucheng to suffocate in the pile of stones, and she could easily deal with Mo Yifeng.

Mo Yifeng felt the originally slightly cold temperature in his body suddenly drop sharply. This coldness did not come from his heart, but was gradually receding from his fingertips, as if the person who had been silently sharing his burdens was gradually disappearing from his life.

He looked at his slightly trembling palm, but felt a chilling sensation in his chest, colder than anywhere else.

Yucheng-ge is special, he will definitely be alright…

However, reason told him that Shen Yucheng had already consumed a lot of spiritual power in the battle with the Scaled Back Beast, had exhausted his mental energy in the illusion, and had fought fiercely with them for a long time just now…

At this moment, Mo Yifeng’s thoughts were more chaotic than ever before. He didn’t know how to act. The symptoms of his body becoming cold, accompanied by uncontrolled emotions, gradually penetrated deep into his spirit, engulfing his heart that had never been influenced by others.

Lingyi watched with interest as the light in Mo Yifeng’s eyes gradually dimmed, and his hands and feet trembled involuntarily. She chuckled softly: “I’m not mistaken, am I? The invincible, decisive sword genius actually showed this kind of expression.”

Her expression gradually became ferocious, her eyes filled with vicious ridicule: “That’s right, that’s the expression. Remember your current feeling of despair, that’s what I want you to understand.”

Since waking up in the cave, Li Juemu’s whole body was in pain, as if his body had exceeded its limit, and it was difficult for him to control his sword in a short period of time. He watched helplessly as Mo Yifeng and Shen Yucheng needed help, but he could only helplessly watch from the sidelines, extremely angry, and punched the ground hard.

Mo Yifeng lowered his head, and all the sounds around him seemed to disappear, leaving only an ear-splitting buzzing echoing in his mind. He blankly raised his crimson sword, and a faint blue light radiated from his body, and his spiritual power leaked out, instantly crushing everyone present.

Nie Yue and Li Juemu’s cultivation was far inferior to his, and they both fell to the ground, unable to withstand this powerful pressure. Nie Yue used her swords to stab the ground, barely supporting her kneeling body.

Mo Yifeng’s eyes flashed coldly, and the pressure of his cultivation rose to another level. Li Juemu’s body sank into the mud, and Nie Yue was also forced to lie on the ground.

Lingyi didn’t expect Mo Yifeng to be hiding such a powerful force. She swallowed her saliva: “Don’t be brave, you can’t recover your cultivation in a short time after taking the cultivation suppression pill. You will only deplete your own life in advance, which is not worth the loss.”

However, the pressure continued to increase, and cold sweat broke out on Lingyi’s forehead. Seeing that Mo Yifeng had no intention of stopping, she gritted her teeth and said, “You—”

“Senior Sister!” Nie Yue’s eyes widened, her eyes full of horror.

A gust of cold wind brushed past her from the side, and she didn’t dare to move. A sharp pain came from her cheek. She looked down and saw a bright red bloodstain flowing down her cheek. Her pupils suddenly contracted. How is this possible, how is his speed so much faster than before?

The next second, several invisible sword blades swept across her body at will. Wherever the blades passed, the flesh and skin split open. She cultivated the path of magic and was the least skilled in close combat. She was about to cast a spell to fly away from this place, but was hit repeatedly by the sword light in the air. Now, whether on the ground or in the air, she could not escape Mo Yifeng’s attack range.

She suddenly pinched her fingers on the ground and used a gray light magic, and a cloud of smoke suddenly appeared out of thin air, trying to slow down the opponent’s offensive. Unfortunately, her back suffered another attack from a sharp blade. She covered the wound, in disbelief.

How can his hit rate still be so accurate?

In the thick fog, Nie Yue struggled to crawl towards Lingyi. She couldn’t see Lingyi’s figure, and her voice was so weak that it was almost inaudible: “Senior Sister…”

Suddenly, the back of her hand was in severe pain, as if someone had stepped on it hard. Then, she felt an ice-cold hand suddenly pinch her neck, lifting her whole body off the ground. The other party’s strength was so great that it almost separated her head from her body. Nie Yue’s hands grasped futilely at the hand pinching her neck, but all her efforts seemed so futile.

Lingyi realized that the surrounding attacks had suddenly stopped.

The thick fog gradually dissipated, and she looked around. When her eyes fell on one place, her whole body shook violently, and her voice was so dry that she could barely speak: “Little… Yue!!”

The last trace of fog dissipated under Mo Yifeng’s pressure. His black shoes were covered with wet mud. The man’s face was full of coldness like frost, and everything he looked at seemed to be dead. The rationality and emotion of his usual days were no longer visible in his eyes.

At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind—warmth had disappeared, Yucheng-ge is dead.

A restless feeling surged in his body, as if it would burst out at any time and vent wantonly.

Mo Yifeng’s grip gradually tightened, and a painful groan came from his ear. His cold and handsome eyes looked down at Lingyi on the ground. The other party was disheveled and her face was full of fear, and she stretched out her hand in the air, begging him to let go of the woman in his hand.

She must have felt the same way when she looked at him just now.

Mo Yifeng coldly ignored all of this, and instead felt that it was not enough. Shen Yucheng is dead, he is gone, but the person she values is still in his hands.

Thinking of this, the strength in his hand became tighter and tighter, and he looked at Lingyi’s desperate eyes without any expression on his face. The hostility in his heart not only did not recede, but became more and more intense as time passed.

What exactly is this feeling.

“Senior… Sister.” Nie Yue’s voice was as weak as a mosquito’s hum. Her struggle gradually became weak, and a tear slid down the corner of her eye.

“Don’t!!!”

A circle of orange magic formations suddenly appeared under Mo Yifeng’s feet, and the center of the formation emitted a dazzling light, stinging his eyes. The Nie Yue in his hand then disappeared suddenly in the light.

“Junior Brother Yifeng, how can you bully girls?”

A light sigh came from afar. Fu Lingxuan appeared at some point, standing not far away, with Li Yuan behind him, frowning at Li Juemu, who was being pressed on the ground, and said coldly: “It’s really embarrassing.”

Fu Lingxuan still had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were firmly locked on Mo Yifeng, carefully observing the changes in his temperament and expression. This was clearly not an ordinary fight.

Although Mo Yifeng usually seemed to be causing trouble, he had never seen him act so ruthlessly. Fu Lingxuan’s eyes fell on Nie Yue, who had just been rescued. Her neck was bruised and purple. If he had been one step later, this woman would probably have died at Mo Yifeng’s hands.

“Lingyi-guniang, I will apologize to you on behalf of my junior brother first.” Fu Lingxuan saluted humbly and returned Nie Yue to Lingyi. Lingyi hadn’t recovered yet, and the next second she felt Fu Lingxuan’s gaze as sharp as a knife: “But I know Yifeng very well, he would never hurt people casually. Have you done anything excessive?”

The scene suddenly fell into silence. Mo Yifeng stood there like a soulless puppet, his eyes blank.

Lingyi lowered her head, hugged the unconscious Nie Yue, and said nothing. Fu Lingxuan noticed the unusual atmosphere, looked around and realized that there was one person missing. Combined with Mo Yifeng’s actions and emotions, everything became traceable.

At this time, the pressure that had been suppressing everyone gradually receded, and Li Juemu slowly stood up, choking and said: “Brother Shen, is dead.”

Fu Lingxuan was shocked when he heard this. He didn’t expect such a result. He turned to Lingyi, the politeness in his temperament faded away, and he was imposing: “Did you do it?”

The other party was kneeling on the ground, not speaking.

Fu Lingxuan thought for a while and then said: “It should be asked this way, who told you to do it?”

At this moment, Lingyi paused, and Fu Lingxuan took everything into his eyes: “Do you know that this is being an enemy of the entire Lingfeng Sect? This is a very irrational behavior.”

Although Fu Lingxuan didn’t have a real sense of identity with Shen Yucheng yet, Shen Yucheng was, after all, a member of the Futian Sect, and they had also repelled the Scaled Back Beast together just now. It would be a lie to say that he had no feelings, but superficial reason was his bottom line.

Lingyi hugged Nie Yue in her arms, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes. She seemed to be making a decision. She pursed her lips tightly and said: “After the terrain changed just now, we walked along the path and suddenly encountered someone from your Lingfeng Sect. He said that you were planning to snatch all the treasures from other people.”

Hearing this, Fu Lingxuan’s eyes narrowed slightly: “The one with the sword on his body?”

Lingyi didn’t expect him to ask so directly. She recalled for a moment and nodded: “Yes, the sword is on his waist.”

Among the disciples of the Lingfeng Sect who came here, only Mo Yifeng and Cai Ji were sword cultivators, so this person was naturally obvious.

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In the distant forest, Cai Ji was wearing a pair of long-sighted magical artifacts, coldly watching Mo Yifeng’s movements. His brows were furrowed, and his tone was full of dissatisfaction: “What a waste, he can’t even deal with Mo Yifeng, and now he has attracted Fu Lingxuan.”

“But they have already attacked Shen Yucheng under your misleading, and successfully eliminated him. Isn’t that also a good thing?” A disciple wearing the robes of the Dingxu Sect whispered in agreement.

“Shen Yucheng must die! But I also discovered his secret with Mo Yifeng. They turned out to be in such a relationship.” When Cai Ji mentioned Shen Yucheng, his tone was filled with undisguised jealousy and anger.

“Brother Cai, now that they have failed, what should we do?”

“Who said that?” Cai Ji sneered, withdrew his gaze, and took out a porcelain white small bottle from a hidden compartment. The bottle was simple and unadorned. He shook the bottle gently, his voice with a bit of dense: “With this, all of them will die in that place. At that time, the hero of the Lingfeng Sect will be me, and Brother Cheng can be released rightfully.”

After saying that, he pulled out the bottle stopper, and a cloud of colorless, tiny mist floated out of the bottle, quietly and silently flying towards the distance.

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Shen Yucheng’s whole body ached, especially his abdomen, which felt as if it was torn apart. It was pitch black all around. His memory stopped at the moment when he was cut into the pile of rubble by Nie Yue’s knife, and then he was buried in endless darkness.

Logically speaking, he should have died long ago in this situation, but at this moment, he was still alive.

He tried to move his body, but the pain quickly spread throughout his body. And what was worse was that the surrounding environment was too narrow, and he could hardly move.

How to get out of here?

Wouldn’t he really die here?

“You’re awake?” A familiar voice rang in his ear, with a bit of Talk and concern. It was Yan Quanye’s voice: “If I hadn’t used the ‘Penetration’ technique to save you, your body would have become a dried corpse long ago.”

Shen Yucheng then realized that his body seemed to have passed through the pile of stones and formed a semi-transparent state, which also explained why he was able to survive by luck.

“What’s going on outside now?”

Yan Quanye seemed to have been paying attention to the movements outside, and his tone had a hint of joking: “Your little lover thought you were dead and went crazy and killed everyone.”

Shen Yucheng thought of Mo Yifeng’s extreme temperament and was not too surprised. However, hearing about the other party’s crazy behavior, he felt a strange sense of pleasure in his heart.

Thinking this way, he suddenly felt the temperature in his body gradually return to a normal warmth, and a bad feeling arose in his heart. Could it be that the Dao Companion Contract had automatically unlocked the second level?

If that was the case, wouldn’t Mo Yifeng fall back into a state of systemic poisoning?

That would be really bad.