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"Not good!" Wei Ning thought to herself as she leaped into action, darting across the rocky terrain. She quickly lunged toward Lin Lingsu, who was plummeting downward. Gritting her teeth, Wei Ning followed suit and dove after Lin Lingsu, racing toward the seemingly bottomless abyss. With a powerful leap, she wrapped her arms around Lin Lingsu's waist and pushed off a massive stone with her toes, using it to propel them upward.
At that moment, Lin Lingsu seemed to regain her senses, her eyes snapping open. She glared at Wei Ning and said fiercely, "If I'm going to die, then let me die! There's no need for you to pretend to save me."
With a sudden burst of strength, she kicked Wei Ning away with her legs. Wei Ning lost her balance and, with no place to brace herself, cried out as she fell like a kite cut from its string.
"Even at this point, you're still messing around!" Wang Tuozi shouted in frustration, stamping his foot. He hurriedly formed a hand seal, causing the Drought Corpse to undergo a rapid transformation. It morphed into a two-meter-long creature resembling a dog-horse hybrid, covered in scales and sporting long red mane on its back, radiating flames that reached several meters high.
The Drought Corpse let out a long howl as flames erupted from its four limbs. Its body shone with golden light as it spewed fire several meters ahead, incinerating the surrounding spirits into ash.
"Drought Corpse, I’m counting on you," Wang Tuozi said before jumping into the widening pit. The Drought Corpse soared downwards to catch him. Wang Tuozi mounted the creature's back and descended into the pit to rescue Wei Ning and Lin Lingsu, grabbing one in each hand.
At that moment, Lin Lingsu's Road Net Formation was barely touching the ground, leaving just enough space for one person.
"This won't work; you'll slow us down like this. The net is down—I can only take two people out," the Drought Corpse urged urgently.
"What do you mean?" Wang Tuozi asked in alarm.
"Let one go," the Drought Corpse insisted.
"Can't we save both?"
"No."
Wang Tuozi sighed heavily. He knew that if he didn't make a decision quickly, all three of them would fall into the depths of the Ninth Underworld. Resolute, he loosened his grip with his left hand.
But the person he was holding with his left hand was Wei Ning!
"Master!" Wei Ning exclaimed, disbelief evident in his eyes as he called out, his body plummeting rapidly downward.
Wang Tuozi's eyes shimmered with tears, almost unable to bear looking down at Wei Ning, who was falling into the Ninth Underworld. He held Lin Lingsu tightly in his arms.
The Drought Corpse could only bear the weight of the two, suddenly feeling much lighter. It transformed into a long rainbow and swiftly raced from the ground to the surface. Wang Tuozi rolled on the ground with Lin Lingsu in his arms just as the massive net of destruction was about to fall.
"Wei Ning!"
"Husband."
Liu Linglang and Ding Ying cried out in unison, both leaping into the abyss.
The earth rumbled ominously, beginning to close slowly. Wang Tuozi stood on a nearby mountain, cradling the unconscious Lin Lingsu in his arms, staring blankly at the scene of devastation unfolding before him.
In his mind replayed the moment he had let go of Wei Ning's hand, Wei Ning's desperate gaze and heart-wrenching cry: "Master!"
"Ning, I owe you this!" With a thud, Wang Tuozi collapsed to the ground as if aged a thousand years, his voice echoing through the mountains, filled with sorrow and despair.
At that moment, Lin Lingsu began to stir awake.
"Yours!" Lin Lingsu exclaimed upon realizing she was in Wang Tuozi's embrace. Startled and furious, she sprang up and stepped back a few paces, pointing her sword threateningly at him.
"What did you do to me?"
Wang Tuozi's mood had plummeted to its lowest point; he had no desire for banter. Coldly, he replied, "Just go. I don't want to fight you; I'm tired."
"Want to leave?" Lin Lingsu retorted angrily. "Wang Tuozi, do you really not want to repay the blood debt with my family?"
Wang Tuozi seemed distracted, muttering to himself, "Blood debt, blood debt, the blood debt I owe." Suddenly, he slammed his fist into the ground and shouted loudly, "You all want me to repay your grievances; then who will repay mine? You wanted to kill me for revenge against your ancestors? Come on! Come on! Strike me down! Just do it!" Wang Tuozi acted like a tempest, grabbing Lin Lingsu's sword with his hand as blood flowed down its blade. He pressed the sword against his throat and fiercely declared, "Come on! Kill me! I've had enough of living anyway!"
"It's yours, don't blame me—" Lin Lingsu said, her voice breaking as she thrust her sword forward.
"Clang." Before Lin Lingsu's sword could pierce, her opponent's sword had already shattered into two pieces. Suddenly, she felt a burning pain in her hand, as if it were on fire, and instinctively dropped the weapon.
She saw that the broken piece of her sword was being held between two fingers by a middle-aged man dressed in golden attire. His elegant clothing and striking features made him look quite dashing. He glanced at Lin Lingsu and said, "If he hadn't saved you just now, you would have already fallen into the Ninth Underworld."
"Who are you?" Lin Lingsu took a half step back, her body tense with caution. However, after battling Wei Ning for so long and activating the Jade Maiden's countermeasure, she was left drained and collapsed to the ground.
Suddenly, Wang Tuozi rushed out and grabbed the Golden-Clad Man, shaking his shoulders vigorously. "I just want to die! I just want to die! Are you saying I can't even die?"
The Golden-Clad Man remained silent for a moment before replying, "You and I are interdependent. If you perish completely, I cannot attain my rightful path either. I'm sorry."
"Hahaha," Wang Tuozi laughed to himself. After a century of failed attempts to pass on, he had just been unable to save his own disciple. In that moment, all the pent-up frustration and disappointment from the past hundred years surged within him. "Damn it!" Wang Tuozi shouted angrily. Suddenly picking up a stone from the ground, he yelled into the sky, "Cang! Are you dead? If you're not dead, open your eyes and see! I just want to die! Are you saying you won't even let me die? Go die already!" With all his strength, he hurled the stone into the air, laughing and crying in a frenzied state as he stumbled down the mountain.
The Golden-Clad Man flickered and vanished without a trace.
Lin Lingsu stared blankly at Wang Chuyi. The emotional outburst from Wang Tuozi was so unlike his usual self that it deeply affected her as well. She sighed softly and said, "Cang, are you truly blind? If you had eyes, bring my father back to life and let the mouse return to my side."
With that, she turned and walked away.
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