Chapter 115 - To Die Without Regrets (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“None in the House of Ye has ever chosen greed over death so you should forget about your plans.” Ye Changxuan remarked harshly, consolidating the Celestial Chi in his body. He had been concealing his power the entire time. If the fight ever broke out, perhaps he could kill Liu Xun while he was not paying attention. Maybe then, things would look up for his people.

“I don’t believe the Ye Clan is that fearless. Fellow members of the House of Ye, if you take the pills in my hands, I guarantee that you’ll live and that you shall prosper in the future if you submit to me. If you don’t the pills, you’ll meet your end. The moment the Dark Troopers move, none in the Ye Castle will be spared.” Liu Xun looked to the rest of the clansmen with his right hand held out still.

“If anyone decides to be traitor and surrenders to Liu Xun, I will not stop you. However, know that once you’ve taken the pill, you’ll be exiled from the Ye Clan. Regardless of your identity, the Ye Clan doesn’t need weaklings like you!” Ye Changxuan raised his voice to counter Liu Xun’s bribe to his men.

One, two, three seconds…

The clansmen’s faces reflected on the cold, hard gleam of the Dark Trooper’s armored spear. Although some faltered slightly at the mention of death, all had chosen to prevail by the side of their clan. They had their families here – wives, sons, and daughters. If they took a step back today and were ostracized by their kin, they would never be able to rest in peace either.

The clan had witnessed tragedies and catastrophes in the past. Some had expressed doubts about their prospects in the place and chose to depart with the elder chief’s permission, relocating to a new place instead. Those who remained were the ones who were loyal and ready to die in the Ye Castle!

There were so many people in the Ye Clan yet none stepped forward. Liu Xun was turning angrier by the second.

Ye Zhantian was moved by his clansmen’s unwavering loyalty. He laughed with pride. “Even I, Ye Zhantian, died on the grounds of Ye Castle today, I’d gladly do so!” With such loyal clansmen, all the blood, sweat, and tears that he put forth into growing his clan was worth it. What more could he possibly ask for?

Liu Xun clenched his fist at Ye Zhantian’s words. “Bunch of ungrateful b*astards! Dark Troopers, destroy the Ye Clan!”

The Dark Troopers roared and charged ahead, their pitch-black armor gave off a menacing presence.

“Die!” The members of the Ye Clan roared and charged toward the Dark Troopers.

This was the clan’s final battle and they would gladly nourish their lands with their corpses!

No regrets, even in death!

A battle broke out. Ping, ping, ping. Weapons clashed. The sounds of people dying could be heard.

Their powers were too great. There were many proficient combatants in the Ye Clan but they were going up against a group of well-equipped Dark Troopers!

Ye Meng cried out loudly and lunged at a Dark Trooper. Bam. The soldier’s armor took a hit but the soldier had only stumbled a few feet backward and was barely harmed. A couple of Dark Troopers surrounded Ye Meng in the blink of an eye.

“What a sturdy armor!” Ye Meng’s expression changed. He was an Eighth Level combatant but even a hit from him could barely dent the armor that was made from Xuan-iron.

Like Ye Meng, the rest of the clansmen were equally taken by surprise.

Bam. Ye Ping was struck in the mid-abdominal area. He coughed up blood and fell to the floor. A Dark Trooper stepped on his head as he struggled in a pool of blood. He took another beating from a stick and fainted.

“Ye Ping!” Ye Meng was furious. He ran toward Ye Ping, drawing a large crowd of Dark Troopers behind him.

Bam. A Dark Trooper struck Ye Meng from the back. The impact was so hard that it felt like Ye Meng’s head was about to split. He tried to return the blow to the Dark Trooper but took a jab in the knee from the handle of a spear. He nearly fell on his knee as his right leg gave way.

“No one in the Ye Clan… Will ever bow to you, not even in death!” Ye Meng eyes widened. Like a furious beast, he gritted his teeth and got on his feet. He shoved a Thunder Palm at his attacker, sending the soldier flying away.

Bam. The Dark Trooper’s spear was lodged in Ye Meng’s stomach. He, too, began coughing blood and then fell to the ground.

The Dark Trooper’s spears were made of Xuan-iron. Even an Eighth Level combatant like Ye Meng could not sustain a stab from the spear.