Chapter 278 - Heartbreak (1/2)

The ice-cold murderous aura enveloped the entire public square in an instant, sinking everyone into what seemed like a nightmare that they couldn’t wake up from. All they could hear was the rumbling of a dragon’s roar as two gigantic golden dragon silhouettes dived down from the sky. Following an ear-splitting explosion, soil scattered in the air. The residual force of the explosion caused the collapse of the nearby houses.

The smoke and dust finally dissipated, leaving behind a massive pit with a diameter of a hundred feet in their wake. Feng Xiezi, with his body bloodied and battered, collapsed amid crushed stones. No one could tell if he was still alive.

The crowd gradually regained their senses and stared at “Wang Luo” standing in the square. No one dared to say a word. Realization finally dawned on Zi Yang and a wisp of coldness emerged from his heart to reach every inch of his being.

Zhiluan, hovering in midair, stared at the ferocious Xiao Chen and cried, “Meow! The consequences are bad when the kid gets mad.” He freely voiced his amazement as no one paid him any mind now. Everyone’s attention was on Xiao Chen.

Huangfu Xin’er was walking out of the collapsed house with unsteady steps when she suddenly saw the Fire-heart Jade around Zhiluan’s neck.

Sensing the ice-cold gaze directed to him, Zhiluan tried to escape but he found himself being tugged along with an intangible force.

“Meow! Don’t tell me you want me to die with you just because you’re on your deathbed…”

Huangfu Xin’er looked deathly pale and weak as she grabbed his wings. She said coldly, “Speak. Where did you get the Fire-heart Jade that you’re wearing from?!”

Shuddering with fear, Zhiluan pointed his paw at Xiao Chen and stammered, “That kid gave it to me. If you want to kill someone, kill him. This great one is innocent…”

Huangfu Xin’er looked in the direction that Zhiluan was pointing in. Even though her voice was weak, the iciness of it was unmistakable. “Who exactly are you…?”

Xiao Chen slowly spun around and said softly, “Xin’er, it’s me…” He then took off the mask on his face.

The crowd gasped. Zi Yang felt cold all over as if he was being dunked into a pool of ice water.

“It’s… you!”

Huangfu Xin’er’s chest heaved up and down as her breathing hastened. Her agitation returned some color to her deathly pale complexion. To everyone’s surprise, she summoned a force and struck her abdomen with her palm. Blood sprayed from her mouth.

“Meow! This mad woman wants to kill herself!” Zhiluan took advantage of the moment to fly out of her clutches.

“Xin’er!” Xiao Chen turned pale with fright. He instantly flew over to her and embraced her.

“Let go of me… Xiao Chen! I don’t need your sympathy!” Huangfu Xin’er cried. She tried to hit herself with yet another palm attack, but Xiao Chen hastily put his fingers together and hit the main meridian points on her body to knock her out.

“Xin’er…”

Xiao Chen’s eyes fluttered shut. There was a trail of bloodstain on the corner of his mouth. When he said that he had promised to grow old with Li Muxue and would only love her alone back in Heartless Palace, those words were meant for Huashang’s ears. He never imagined that Huangfu Xin’er would overhear them in the rear palace.

For a long time, no one in the public square said a word. Those from the Heaven and Earth Sect had long fled in a panic. Zi Yang cautiously approached Xiao Chen, looking somewhat terrified still.

“Senior, may I ask you… if my disciple, Wang Luo, is alive?”

Xiao Chen opened his eyes, his gaze falling on Huangfu Xin’er who lay in his embrace. He said softly, “He’s dead.”

Zi Yang trembled. Even though he had anticipated this, he couldn’t help sighing after getting Xiao Chen’s confirmation. “Thank you for your answer, Senior…” He desperately wanted to know why Xiao Chen wanted to kill Wang Luo, but how could he ask now?

Xiao Chen looked at him. “I didn’t kill him. The murderer is someone named Mo Hengyu.”