Chapter - 336 Hundred-feet Tall Tower Prevents Passage (13) (1/2)
At that moment a burning big pillar of the Pagoda fell down, crushing Concubine Han's body and in a short moment her body was caught on fire. The people on the ground shouted repeatedly, ”Quickly jump down! Quickly jump down!”
Fan Yao fled to the east and leaped to the west to avoid the fire. As the main pillars burned down, the bricks and tiles from the Pagoda started to fall down like rain. The Pagoda was starting to sway, looked like it would collapse anytime.
In stern voice Miejue Shitai said, ”Zhiruo, jump down!”
”Shifu, you jump first, then I'll jump!” Zhou Zhiruo replied.
Miejue Shitai suddenly leaped and hacked Fan Yao's left shoulder with her palm, while shouting, ”The Devil Cult's thief, I can't let you go!”
Fan Yao let out a long laugh and jumped down. Zhang Wuji received him with a slap of his palm, let him gently landed on the ground.
”Fan Youshi,” Zhang Wuji praised him, ”You have successfully accomplished a very difficult task!”
Fan Yao steadied his feet before answering, ”If not because of Jiaozhu's matchless skill, everybody would become roast pork on top of that Pagoda. Fan Yao's way of handling affair was improper; what merit do I have?”
Miejue Shitai stretched out her arm to grab Zhou Zhiruo and take her jump down. When she was about a little over a 'zhang' away from the ground, she sent all her strength to her arms and threw Zhou Zhiruo several feet upward. That way she broke the momentum of Zhou Zhiruo's fall that she only had about a 'zhang' to fall to the ground, while at the same time her own falling down momentum was actually strengthened.
Zhang Wuji dashed forward to pat her waist with the 'qian kun da nuo yi'. Who would have thought that even in her death Miejue Shitai was not willing to receive any kindness from the Ming Cult. Seeing Zhang Wuji's palm was about to reach her, she gathered all her remaining strength to launch an attack. Two palms collided. 'Bang!' Zhang Wuji's palm was shifted sideways. 'Crack!' Miejue Shitai crashed on the ground; her spine, as well as several bones on her body, broke immediately.
On the other hand, Zhang Wuji was hit really hard from her palm strength plus the falling down momentum; blood bubbled up in his chest and he staggered several steps backward. He did not understand because with this one palm attack Miejue Shitai obviously was trying to kill herself.
Zhou Zhiruo threw herself on top of her Shifu's body while crying out, ”Shifu, Shifu!” The rest of the Emei disciples, both males and females, all gathered around their master's body in great confusion.
”Zhiruo,” Miejue Shitai said, ”From this day on, you are our school's Sect Leader. The things I want you to do, you won't disobey all … all of them?”
Zhou Zhiruo cried and said, ”Yes, Shifu, disciple does not dare to forget.”
Miejue Shitai showed a faint smile and said, ”Then, I can die with closed eyes …”
Right away Zhang Wuji came forward to check on her pulse, but suddenly Miejue Shitai flipped her right hand and grabbed Zhang Wuji's wrist. In a stern voice she said, ”Devil's Cult evil disciple, if you dare to violate my beloved pure disciple, even being a ghost I will not spare …” The last 'you' word had not been uttered, she had already breathed her last; yet her grip was not loosened up, her five fingernails dug Zhang Wuji's flesh until he was bleeding.