From the Heavens Descended an Immortal Sister

Chapter 341: Chapter 336: Before the Tiandao Sword Sect _1

Bai Qi's figure skimmed across the sea surface, with the Rose Cross Sword behind her piercing into the water.

As she flew swiftly, the ocean split into two.

The gray giant tree was still within her range of perception, and her thoughts had yet to emerge from the memories.

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The sudden departure of a loved one always leaves one feeling dazed and lost.

She would rather believe that everything she was seeing and hearing was just a dream.

She wished time could rewind, back to those peaceful days before she proposed the idea of meeting Song Mobei.

She wanted the first thing she saw upon waking to be that familiar classroom, and the desk that belonged to her.

On it would surely be the buns that Fang Ren bought for her that morning.

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Half an hour later, news of the human army's victory dominated the headlines on major radio stations, microblogs, short video apps...

Cheers spread to every corner of the world, and people, overwhelmed with indescribable excitement, rushed to share the news.

The normally quiet Dongjiang at night became sleepless due to this news, as people couldn't help gathering to celebrate. In the Western Regions, where it was still noon, the streets, silent since the start of the war, finally regained their usual hustle and bustle after the battle ended.

However, at the same time, another news section placed just below the victory update also attracted innumerable people's attention.

"Humans Have a Traitor!"

"The Nine Heavens Corps rush to the Tiandao Sword Sect!"

"Traitor," such a jarring word.

Generations of ancestors had bought even this slight peace with countless lives, and in this very war, numerous warriors had bravely fought and shed their blood, yet amongst humans there could be traitors!

This sudden piece of news angered everyone in the world.

Within ten minutes, all major news and social media platforms were flooded with calls to "execute the traitor at all costs."

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Meanwhile, the medical school class three at Mu Family Manor, upon hearing that Fang Ren had fallen in the battle zone, first remained silent, then was enveloped by a wave of inexplicable sorrow.

"Qian Qian, don't cry. He... he died a glorious death, he is the pride of everyone in our class..."

Li Xinyue, sitting beside Liu Qianqian, watched her cry uncontrollably and didn't know how to console her grieving heart.

Although she was not always too kind to Fang Ren in class, he was still her classmate for many years, and just minutes ago, Fang Ren saved the lives of the entire class.

A living person, suddenly perished on the battlefield, made her very sad too.

But this sadness, compared to that of Liu Qianqian beside her, was insignificant.

At that moment, Liu Qianqian sat on the ground, her hands covering her head and buried in her knees, continuously crying. Li Xinyue felt that whatever comforting words she said now seemed so pale and weak.

After all, Fang Ren would never return.

"Why did this have to happen..."

Liu Qianqian looked very pained, her fingernails harshly digging into the hair beside her ears, her eyes shut tight, her teeth clenched.

She seemed to want to cover her ears, not wanting to hear any words of comfort.

She had thought that when she died, Fang Ren would never know about the things between them, but as it turned out, Fang Ren died never knowing what she had given him.

Outside the Fang Family's Large Formation, where Fang Ren had saved her, she finally mustered the courage not even death could deter to have him.

She thought that now she finally had the courage, no great difficulty could stop her, only to find that the world didn't give her a chance.

In the blink of an eye, everything was destroyed.

Thoughts as vast as rivers flowing into the sea, emotions as multi-threaded as silk, filled with countless joys and sorrows, all could not withstand the cruelty after the withering of life.

Seeing this, Teacher Huang hurried over to comfort her: "Student Liu Qianqian, no one wants to see this kind of thing happen, but as Li Xinyue said, the death of Fang Ren is worthy of respect from everyone, it is honorable.

Even if after a few years, when our classmates all go their separate ways, even after decades of marriage and having children, I believe none of us will forget what he did for our race."

On the other side, Li Xingwang, Jing Haichuan, and a few other guys were also crying a mess.

"Ranzi... How could that kid Ranzi just go like that!"

"Ranzi was so strong! He could scare away hundreds of thousands of Void beasts! How could he die? This is definitely fake news!"

"Whose fucking report is this! I'm banning that reporter's whole family's sets tomorrow!"

...

The men expressed their sorrow rarely with tears, usually cursing while shedding them.

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From Central Island to the Tiandao Sword Sect, it was an extremely long journey.

Recalling the Pill Competition, disciples of the Tiandao Sword Sect left three days in advance, traveling at full speed during the day to reach Tianjiang on the opening day.

Yet, such a distant journey was traversed by Mu Huiqing in just two hours.

The giant valley shrouded in clouds was the entrance to the Tiandao Sword Sect.

At this moment, the valley was covered with a layer of golden aura, which isolated it from all contact with the outside world, allowing only light to pass through and reveal the views inside and outside the valley.

Mu Huiqing dragged the Hundred Martial Divine Weapon behind her, her frantic and disordered anger driving her to relentlessly destroy the Formation that barred her way.

The clash of the Divine Weapon with the golden aura caused the forests and earth inside and outside the valley to start collapsing, and the lament from the air bursting traveled throughout the valley.

Atop the peaks of the Tiandao Sword Sect, countless disciples watched the valley trembling in the distance, their faces showing uncertainty.

That widely followed piece of news, they too were well aware of it.

In all the information from the news, they could only discern two things.

Victory, and a traitor.

The battle was won, but their Little Princess of the Tiandao Sword Sect was branded a traitor.

For the Tiandao disciples who were clueless about the actual situation on the battlefield, their current state of mind was one of confusion, and all they could do was to watch and wait.

Watch the Sect Master's actions, wait for the Sect Master's words.

Just over ten minutes ago, Xia Fu Lan had returned here through a Teleportation Talisman, but upon her arrival, she went straight to the Sword Repository where the Leader of the Tiandao Sword Sect was.

Without a word to her fellow sect brothers and sisters, her expression was one of panic, lacking the pride and arrogance that the world had bestowed upon her.

After disappearing into the repository for over ten minutes, no one knew what she had discussed with the Sect Master.

Since Mu Huiqing's arrival, the roar of the valley hadn't ceased for even a second.

The tremors in the valley seemed to carry not the vibration of air, but rather the hatred she would carry to her grave.

As the valley echoed with hundreds of sounds, a white figure finally descended from a tall building in the center of the Sword Sect.

That figure slowly, directly, flew toward the source of the valley's tremors.

This figure no longer had the mighty and upright presence of justice and integrity once expected of the Leader of the Tiandao Sword Sect, the presence that stood tall and imposing.

Xia Yuntian wore a white Taoist robe, his features aged beyond their appearance earlier that morning.

The spine that had been straight since his youth finally bent like that of an old man after his conversation with his daughter.

Arriving at the edge of the valley, Xia Yuntian looked at Mu Huiqing who was continuously hacking at the Large Formation outside the barrier, his figure paused mid-air, not moving a step further.

At the instant of Xia Yuntian's appearance, the Hundred Martial Divine Weapon in Mu Huiqing's hands abruptly stopped, and her bloodshot eyes gradually turned icy. She saw no indication from the old man that he would let her in.

Over half an hour had passed since the battle's end, and although the Tiandao Sword Sect was situated in a valley, communication was never neglected. There's no way Xia Yuntian would still be oblivious to the situation now.

Moreover, Xia Fu Lan must have already returned here through some means; she was definitely already inside the Sword Sect at this moment.

Looking at Mu Huiqing, disheveled and brimming with inexorable rage, a complex expression emerged on Xia Yuntian's aged face, filled with guilt and regret...

"How many of us died?" Xia Yuntian's voice trembled as he spoke.

He knew that the number of warriors who died on the battlefield could not be tallied in such a short period of time.

But at that moment, aside from those words, what else could make the conversation with Mu Huiqing slightly more dignified?

Hearing Xia Yuntian's words sparked an eruption of hatred in Mu Huiqing's heart that could not be contained.

Her blood-stained face clenched her teeth, and she started laughing coldly, "Why don't you go ask your daughter with those hands stained with human blood?"

Xia Yuntian spoke again, "How many people did she kill?"

Bang!

Mu Huiqing punched the barrier, and her cold laughter instantly turned into raging fury. "All of your Tiandao Sword Sect deserve to die ten thousand times over!"

Xia Yuntian's aged cheeks drooped slightly, "What do you wish to do?"

"Kill you as well!" Mu Huiqing stated without hesitation.

Xia Yuntian's hands clenched into fists behind his back. Mu Huiqing was considered a genius of her generation; almost all of the world's older generation of top practitioners had been in contact with her.

As Leader of the Tiandao Sword Sect, Xia Yuntian himself had mentored Mu Huiqing in her youth at Mu Family Manor, which made him somewhat of a half-teacher to her.

Now that Mu Huiqing wanted to kill him, the pain in his heart was still inevitable.

But he did not blame Mu Huiqing; he knew she was right. If he had not provided Xia Fu Lan with her privileged status, if he had not shielded and indulged Xia Fu Lan in everything, allowing her to become brazen, then today's situation would not have arisen.

"Aside from me, do you also want to kill the other disciples of the Sword Sect?" Xia Yuntian asked.

"They deserve to die ten thousand times over!" Mu Huiqing affirmed her statement once again.

"They are innocent."

"Everyone killed by the Void beast with your daughter's help is innocent!"

"The fault lies with Fu Lan and with me, but certainly not with them."

"Shut up!"

Mu Huiqing raised the Divine Weapon again, looking as if she would continue with her assault on the Formation.

Seeing this, Xia Yuntian said, "Wait a little longer."

"Don't even think about it!"

Mu Huiqing said as she struck the barrier with the Divine Weapon.

She knew what Xia Yuntian was waiting for.

He was waiting for the army from the Central Area. As soon as the Central Area's troops arrived, he would make Xia Fu Lan come out and admit her guilt.

Mu Huiqing was very clear about this; the old man would not evade this matter.

But by then, Xia Yuntian would definitely have the their army stop her, stop her from killing the other disciples of the Tiandao Sword Sect.

Because those disciples truly were innocent.

This was also something Mu Huiqing understood well.

But her current mindset had gone beyond madness; she did not care who was innocent, she only wanted to vent all the agonies that Fang Ren had suffered before his death upon everyone around Xia Fu Lan.

She knew the army would stop her from decimating indiscriminately, which was why she flew at full speed, shaking off all the troops, and came here alone – she intended to annihilate the Tiandao Sword Sect.