Chapter 1138 - 1138 – Fallout (1/2)
Joyce was dying.
There was no more hatred or anger in Joyce's mind, only fear of death.
No one wanted to die!
The very reason why Cultivators wanted to become stronger was that they didn't want to die!
Joyce was no exception.
Gravis was no exception.
Mortis was no exception.
Mortis looked at Joyce's head with furrowed brows.
Joyce's eyes looked at Mortis with fear.
Silence.
Mortis sighed.
Mortis gathered his Soul and Life Laws.
Joyce felt her Spirit recovering.
Her body was regrowing.
A couple seconds later, Joyce had received a new body, and her Spirit was no longer leaving her.
For a while, Joyce only lied on the ground, shock written on her face.
She had nearly died!
Joyce couldn't formulate any thoughts for a full minute.
Her mind was in disarray, and she had never been so close to death.
If Mortis hadn't saved her, she would have died.
Even worse, Joyce had felt the Spirit Sense of at least a hundred other Cultivators inspecting her when she had been dying.
They had only looked on as she was dying.
No one had appeared in front of her.
Joyce felt hurt, betrayed, angry, afraid, and many different things.
She didn't even know what she was feeling right now.
She only knew that she hated feeling like this.
”Take this as a parting gift,” Mortis said slowly.
Joyce looked at Mortis.
”I thought long about our situation, and I decided that I don't want to be with you,” Mortis said calmly. ”Being with you doesn't make me happy, only miserable.”
”I wish you luck in finding someone else,” Mortis said.
Mortis walked away under Joyce's shocked gaze.
Mortis was breaking up with her!?
Why!?
They had been perfect together!
Mortis had been the perfect man in her mind!
Everything in their relationship had been perfect!
Why would Mortis suddenly break up with her!?
”You're weak!” Joyce suddenly shouted in rage as she stood up. ”I don't make you happy!? Is it because you can't handle a strong woman!? Is your confidence so small that you can't feel like a man so long as a woman doesn't just fall down in front of you to suck your dick!?”
”Well, I'm not such a weak-willed pussy! I have power and a strong mindset!”
Mortis sighed again as he turned to look at Joyce.
When Joyce saw Mortis' eyes, her being shook.
Those eyes were filled with pity and sadness.
”Then, why can't I see it?” Mortis asked with a sad voice.
SHING!
Mortis teleported away.
He didn't want to stay near Joyce right now.
Joyce's mind was going through the greatest upheaval ever since she was born, and she had completely lost her ability to create rational thoughts.
She gritted her teeth, pulled at her hair, and looked around in confusion.
It was like this wasn't reality!
Nothing made sense anymore!
What was going on!?
SHING!
Joyce felt a teleportation and looked over. Mortis had to have come back!
Yet, the person in front of Joyce wasn't Mortis.
It was Manuel.
Manuel looked at Joyce with cold eyes that hid a deep regret.
”I once said that the next time you try to kill someone of our Sect, I will banish you,” Manuel said with a cold and reprimanding tone.
These words had hit Joyce like a sledgehammer, and her mind lost all sense of rationality again.
SHING!
Joyce's emblems and Formation Arrays left her Spirit Space out of their own volition. The Sect Master had control over all these things, and he could summon them even if they were in someone else's Spirit Space.
Manuel put them away.
”You are no longer a member of the Myriad Sect. You have ten minutes to leave the Sect. If you ever return, you will be treated as a member of a different Sect.”
”Goodbye, Joyce. I hope you can deal with your issues,” Manuel said.
SHING!
And then, Manuel teleported away again.
Joyce remained unmoving for two full minutes.
Her mind had received one hit after the other today.