Imperial Treasure-Chapter 1083 - 643: Taking Lives
The sky is blue, the wind is cool, the smell of blood is thick, the Rebirth Mantra is floating, people are dying,
Kou Zhong gripped the window, overwhelmed with sadness, a howl caught in his throat.
Because Wei Zhenzhen is one of the few people in the world who treated them well.
In their times of suffering, she comforted them, in their hunger, she secretly brought them food, and even set aside her pride to beg Mr. Sui for their lives.
He still remembered her smiling at them and saying: "I don’t want you to repay me... I’ve been helped by others too, and those who helped me didn’t need anything in return, naturally, I don’t need you to repay me either... if possible, when you achieve success in the future, help others."
Then she mended their ragged clothes, smiling gently.
Why did such a good person... have to end this way.
Kou Zhong’s hand gripped the wooden window, his pupils bloodshot.. Then he turned and engaged in a fierce battle with an archer, maddening, unbelievably maddening!
It’s all your fault, all your fault!
What does killing mean?
Sui Yi has always disliked killing, but that doesn’t mean she can’t do it; in fact, she can treat some people, even ordinary people with no emotional connection to her, unrestrainedly well, as long as they don’t violate certain taboos of hers, as long as she wishes, as long as she likes.
In fact, even those not so good-hearted, she can treat with tolerance.
No one in this world is perfect, not even herself.
Everyone has the right to live in this world.
Including Wei Zhenzhen. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂
But she has died.
As always with Sui Yi’s beliefs, there’s only one kind of person who has no right to live in this world.
— those who recklessly kill the innocent.
In her view, if it’s because she obtained the Longevity Formula, or for other reasons, causing the people of the world to hate her and seek her demise, even if she dies, she can accept it peacefully.
Because this is life.
Joy, sorrow, grievances, enmity.
It’s her karma.
Yet for Wei Zhenzhen’s way, she very much dislikes it.
Dislikes it so much she is furious.
But her fury is never like an ordinary person’s; others are at boiling point one hundred, she’s at minus one hundred.
The angrier she gets, the calmer she becomes; the sadder she feels, the more dead she seems.
She doesn’t want this, because this feeling isn’t pleasant, she’d rather cry like Kou Zhong or turn away in grief like Seo Ziling.
It seems her vitality has been deprived of such a right.
She seems... to want this right a little.
Anger, madness, resentment, frenzy.
Then killing.
So she opened her eyes.
That opening of the eyes.
Those five small orbs and the descending You Juanniao, as well as the arrow-shooting Yuwen Shi.
Seemingly all paused in her eyes.
Yet she was also paused in the others’ eyes.
An instant of sight, three thousand worlds.
Her breath suddenly paused, then suddenly erupted.
Not a boiling one hundred or two hundred, but minus two hundred!
The entire scene was chilling!
The air temperature plummeted to the lowest!
Amid the infinite cold.
In those eyes with faint gold light, that flowing Demon Que.
One sword divided into five.
Five silent swords cut through the void towards The Blue Dome!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The five swords carried heavy Jin Guang, pinning on the five small orbs.
The five orbs ricocheted back along the sword light.
Shong Wannian’s pupils dilated, his body instantly trying to dodge...
Can’t dodge!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The orbs exploded violently with toxic gas, as the five terrifying sword lights, each akin to a peerless shadow, sliced at Wannian’s neck, arms, and legs.
Dismembered into pieces!!!!
Accompanied by the toxic gas, at this moment only Shong Wannian and those masters of the Yuwen Clan remained on the balcony.
All thirty-something people were engulfed by the gas.
The screams were unending.
One by one, they died, died, died!
And with pain, madness, grimly dying!
The screams were like Shura’s Hell.
"Amitabha, Vikaralanti...."
Sui Yi softly uttered this sentence,
Meanwhile, Sui Yi’s left hand was directed at the striking You Juanniao.
The Longevity Inner Qi had reached its peak.
An all-out attack.
This was her most murderous moment.
Boom!!!
Palms clashed, crack!
You Juanniao’s arm fractured with a sound, the Longevity Inner Qi surging forth, hitting his entire body...
Bang!
He smashed through the fifth-floor window along with the wall, then crashed to the ground, shattering a number of tables and chairs.
Splat!
You Juanniao’s mouth gaped open, spewing half a bowl of hot blood onto the ground.
His body was somewhat mangled and bloody.
This massive commotion terrified many inside the room.
Yet it didn’t scare a particular woman sitting at the Long Zither.
Shong Xiufang lowered her brows, fingertips falling on the strings.
