Chen Yi's Death (Revised)

"Enough!"

Standing to the side, Zhang Xiaofan suddenly roared, interrupting Lu Chan's brutal torture.

Lu Chan turned to look at him, her eyes full of mockery.

"What? Can't bear it? Your heart aches for her, doesn't it!"

"How about I heal her and help you two get back together?"

As if terrified of his wife, the raging anger in Zhang Xiaofan's heart instantly dissipated, and his imposing manner weakened.

"I've told you so many times, my past with her is long over. Why must you keep clinging to it?"

Lu Chan coldly snorted. "Hmph! Long over! You say that so lightly. Who knows if you two might rekindle your old flames someday."

"You..."

Facing the unreasonable Lu Chan, the anger Zhang Xiaofan had just suppressed showed signs of flaring up again, but he forcefully pushed it back down.

He tried hard to control his emotions, preventing himself from doing something he would regret. He had expended a great deal of effort to seduce Lu Chan, and he absolutely could not lose her so easily. He said softly,

"Chan'er, this area is crawling with Orthodox cultivators. It isn't safe for us to stay here. Although the four of us have treasures to conceal our auras, Chen Yi does not. If she attracts Orthodox cultivators, it will be hard for us to escape."

Lu Chan stared disdainfully at Zhang Xiaofan and said,

"Don't think bringing up Orthodox cultivators will distract me."

She pointed at Chen Yi on the ground and continued,

"Speak. How are you going to deal with her?"

Zhang Xiaofan looked at Chen Yi on the ground, beaten out of human shape. For a fleeting moment, a barely noticeable trace of guilt and pity flashed in his eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, he masked it with ruthlessness.

He raised his left hand and struck out with a sharp surge of qi. The energy swept out like a blade, slashing toward Chen Yi's chest.

"Pfft!"

The qi blade struck Chen Yi's chest.

Chen Yi's left breast instantly split open, forming a bloody gash over a foot long. Her internal organs were clearly visible, and her heart was cleanly sliced in half by the blow.

Finally obtaining release, Chen Yi gradually lost her breath.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan suddenly attack and kill Chen Yi, Lu Chan was extremely dissatisfied. She roared,

"You let her off so easily by killing her, and you still claim you don't have lingering feelings for her!"

Before she could finish speaking, she turned her head and saw Zhang Xiaofan walking toward the cave entrance without looking back.

Lu Chan looked at Zhang Xiaofan's receding back, then looked at Chen Yi's corpse on the ground.

Letting Chen Yi die so easily left her feeling indignant. She wanted to extract Chen Yi's soul and subject it to inhuman torment.

She said to the two Foundation Establishment cultivators,

"Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, I haven't cultivated any soul-seizing arts. Please help me extract her soul."

"I want to use her soul to refine a soul lamp. I want to ensure she cannot rest in peace even in death."

When saying the last sentence, Lu Chan gnashed her teeth, her tone filled with endless resentment.

It was unclear whether she was dissatisfied that Chen Yi had died too easily, or displeased by Zhang Xiaofan's resolute departure.

These two Foundation Establishment cultivators were Lu Cang's eldest and second disciples.

They had watched Lu Chan grow up and usually treated her exceptionally well, practically granting her every request.

Eldest Senior Brother glanced at Chen Yi's corpse, then turned to Lu Chan and said,

"Let it go, Junior Sister. Junior Brother Zhang is right. This area is already occupied by Orthodox cultivators. Frequently using demonic arts will easily attract them."

Lu Chan still wanted to say something.

Second Senior Brother suddenly pointed at Zhang Xiaofan, who had reached the cave entrance, and said,

"To let a dead person affect your bond with Junior Brother Zhang as dao companions... it isn't worth it!"

Lu Chan glared viciously at Chen Yi's corpse, as if she still had much resentment with nowhere to vent.

She flipped her hand, shooting out several bursts of spiritual power that smashed Chen Yi's corpse into a bloody pulp until it was almost unrecognizable as human. Only then did she stop, turning around to walk out of the cave.

What she didn't notice was that Zhang Xiaofan, standing at the cave entrance with his back to her, wore a face full of anger and violence.

Zhang Xiaofan's facial features twitched uncontrollably. A belly full of raging fire filled his heart, yet he dared not vent it. He could not vent it.

...

On the flying ship, seeing all of this through the Black-armored Gu, Song Wen felt a trace of pity in his heart for Chen Yi's tragic fate.

Losing her life because of an emotional entanglement with Zhang Xiaofan truly wasn't worth it. Moreover, the beginning of this relationship had been forced upon her by Zhang Xiaofan in the first place.

Regarding matters between men and women, Song Wen had suffered enough in his previous life. After crossing over, he had never once considered looking for a dao companion.

In his view, finding a partner merely meant finding someone to dictate his actions. It was truly looking for trouble.

In this Cultivation world, finding a dao companion was an even more perilous affair. Wan Rou back then was like this, and Chen Yi today was the same-both were harmed by their respective dao companions.

Remembering their past acquaintance, Song Wen had briefly considered going to rescue her, but the thought vanished in an instant.

He knew that saving Chen Yi was completely unrealistic.

First, given his circumstances, it would be difficult to find a suitable excuse to leave the ship.

Leaving the ship by force would inevitably arouse the suspicion of the Profound Heaven Sword Sect cultivators.

Although the people on the ship were absolutely no match for Song Wen-he was confident he could slaughter everyone without a single person escaping-thinking of those Orthodox experts who appeared from time to time, Song Wen did not dare to make a move.

If he attracted a Golden Core expert, it would be very difficult for him to escape.

Second, he wasn't necessarily a match for Zhang Xiaofan and the other three. It would be difficult to rescue Chen Yi alive from their hands.

Song Wen could only watch as the flying ship flew farther away, watching Chen Yi die amidst endless torment.

However, Chen Yi being able to die cleanly and decisively could also be considered a form of release.

...

After the flying ship flew for another two to three hundred li, intense Spiritual Qi fluctuations and the sounds of battle suddenly rang out from ahead.

"Everyone be on high alert, there is something unusual ahead."

Aside from Song Wen, Elder Wu was the first on the ship to notice the battle ahead, and he shouted loudly.

The flying ship gradually approached, stopping about two li away from the fierce battle.

Elder Wu discovered that over a dozen Demonic Cultivators were besieging several Orthodox cultivators. Both sides were entirely made up of cultivators at the eighth or ninth layer of Qi Refining.

"All disciples, follow me off the ship and slay the demonic remnants! We must completely eradicate this evil. Do not let a single person of the demonic path escape."

"Yes!"

Immediately, the twenty-odd people on the flying ship all flew into the air, charging toward the battlefield below.

The Orthodox cultivators below also noticed the arrival of reinforcements. Originally showing clear signs of defeat, their spirits were immediately lifted, and their attacks grew fierce.

The Demonic Cultivators fell into a panic, scattering like loose sand to flee in all directions.

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