Chapter 310 - You’re Too Late (2/2)

Smiling at his fortune, Yan Bangui said, “It’s thanks to you distracting them. I slipped away after taking a pill.”

“If I had known I wouldn’t have used my spirit animal! Oh, and why didn’t you take out your own spirit animal to save me?”

Yan Bangui smirked, “Sure, and what good would three men and three beasts do against one man and two beasts? It would only end up sacrificed like your own in the end.”

Faltering, You Yushan’s face twitched.

[This is our mission, not mine alone!] He had lost the most in this.

Yan Bangui was quite hurt as well, yet pleased as punch, ready for his reward. You Yushan’s anger only rose.

Back to Long Xingyun, the man and beast team clobbered the Scorching Eagle down to its last breath then placed it in his ring. Only then they flew to provide help to Xie Tianyang and others.

Chu Qingcheng’s girls helped Xue Ningxiang up, but her dead eyes and fading life force left them in grief.

Chu Qingcheng’s eyes teared and placed a hand on her head. Dong Xiaowan cried, “Edifice Lord Chu, what are you doing?”

“With lady Ning’er’s essence taken, her mind is in chaos and her soul is about to scatter. The agony is no different from having one’s marrow pierced by a thousand needles. The pain is enough to harm the soul. It’s better to release her from the torment!” Chu Qingcheng gnashed her teeth, her heart bleeding at the injustice.

Dong Xiaowan was stunned. She looked away as tears streamed down.

The Xue clan and Xie Tianyang weren’t by Ning’er’s side but the words cut them deep still.

They hoped to save Ning’er, even if it was a flimsy hope. But none wanted to put her through such torment.

Only Leng Wuchang nodded, “Not a bad way to die. At least better than muddying the ground with blood. You Yushan showed quite the initiative in this mission.”

Huangpu Tianyuan smiled…

…

“Ning’er, please don’t blame me.” Looking at Xue Ningxiang’s pale face, Chu Qingcheng’s palm was ready to strike. But then…

Chu Qingcheng looked stunned as Xue Ningxiang’s dainty hand stopped her.

With barely any strength left in her, even with her eyes dull, she still held on to the last bit of energy, holding back the attack. A deflated and weak smile graced her lips, “Edifice Lord Chu, please… give me more time. I want to see big brother Zhuo one last time…”

Chu Qingcheng’s words were stuck in her throat.

She knew the pain of having one’s soul scattered, but nonetheless, Ning’er wished to wait for Zhuo Fan. As a woman, especially a woman who loved the same man she did, Chu Qingcheng’s heart was in such pain that she turned around.

Xue Ningxiang gave a faint smile, “Thank you.”

Once Xue Ningxiang and the Xue brothers recovered enough with the help of pills, they rushed to Xue Ningxiang’s side.

The pale face and increasingly weakened figure filled them with sorrow.

Xie Tianyang wanted to go get her essence back, but Xie Tianshang held him back. The other side had Huangpu Qingtian and neither of them were his match.

Xie Tianshang may be a martial fanatic, but he knew his limits. Before they could do anything else however, they had to wait for Zhuo Fan and discuss it.

But even after two days, Zhuo Fan was nowhere in sight. Xue Ningxiang only got worse, at the brink of death.

Xie Tianyang was always by her side, in tears.

In the afternoon of the third day, Xue Ningxiang and Xie Tianyang saw their Thunder Ring flashing.

Xue Ningxiang was moments away from passing, but her eyes shined and a smile appeared, “He came…”

Boom!

Lightning crashed and Zhuo Fan landed. He saw less than one thousand men and his heart seized. He asked Chu Qingcheng nervously, “I-is everyone alright?”

Their faces were dull and words had left them.

Zhuo Fan’s heart skipped a beat, feeling the gravity of the situation.

Xie Tianyang’s bloodshot eyes turned to him, his voice laced with hatred, “You’re too late. Far… too late. “

Zhuo Fan was taken aback seeing the brother he went through life and death with, show such an expression. But then he noticed something and his lips quivered, “H-how is… Ning’er?”

Xie Tianyang only closed his eyes, but tears never stopped flowing.

Zhuo Fan grew more nervous as he approached slowly with shaky legs. He didn’t want to accept that because of him, Huangpu Qingtian had moved against Ning’er, a sweet and frail girl…

As the sad and despondent people slowly made way to reveal a delicate figure, Zhuo Fan’s mind was blown away, rooted on the spot…