Chapter 100: Offering Sacrifices to Qing Zhu

  Dou Sulin clenched his fists tightly, watching Xiao Qingzhu stroll leisurely in the courtyard, step by step approaching her, his chest heaving with turmoil.

  "Treasure pouch!" With a cry of surprise from Jing Jue, the scattered souls that had been sucked into the treasure pouch were released once again.

  Scattered souls without consciousness, only affected by the altar, surrounding the high platform where Peng Haotian is.

  Xiao Qingzhu's mouth corners floated with a hint of smile, as if mocking, just when she was only one step away from Du Siling, but in an instant, she appeared in the fighting circle of Jing Jie and Dong Shuanghe, holding a sword transformed by her spiritual power, attacking them wildly without any reservation.

  Dong Shuanghe said that after all, he was just an ordinary person with a mortal body, and he didn't want to really fight with Xiao Qingzhu. He soon couldn't withstand Xiao Qingzhu's fierce and murderous attacks, and was at a disadvantage.

  "Roar——!" The thorny Ji was forced to reveal its true form, a giant python with nine colors and stripes opened its bloody mouth wide, charging towards Xiao Qingzhu.

  Xiao Qing's slender figure was agile, and facing the massive body of Jing Ji, she had an even greater advantage. She wielded her spiritual sword, leaving wound after wound on Jing Ji's body. "Si Lin, do you like watching the people you want to protect the most leave one by one?" she said with a smile.

  "What expression would Fang Feng have if he saw Jing Ji in such a painful state?"

  Xiao Qingzhu's tone was calm, yet subtly revealing a hint of madness. Her leisurely movements seemed to treat her family and friends as if they were mere fish on the chopping board, waiting for the knife to fall.

  "Halt!" Duslin roared, a genuine flame rising in his heart.

  She no longer hesitated, her spiritual power transformed into a golden long sword, blocking the black long sword that was originally going to leave a wound on Jing Jie's body.

  This wasn't the Xiao Qingzhu she knew. No. She repeated it to herself over and over, but her hands moved faster and faster.

  "Hehe, this is the way you should be, Silin." Xiao Qingzhu smiled, with a hint of brightness in her deep eyes, slightly curved like a crescent moon.

  Du Sulin, after all, had rich combat experience and soon found Xiao Qingzhu's weakness, stabbing his sword over.

  "Qing Zhu is back!" Peng Haotian saw that something was amiss and hastily spoke out, but he was at a critical moment and couldn't extricate himself.

  Just as he was about to speak, Gao Sheng and Shi Tou suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Qingzhu.

  This made Du Sulin's last hesitation disappear completely, she knew that even if this sword was stabbed, Qing Zhu would be fine.

  But things don't always go as planned, Xiao Qingzhu pushed away Gao Sheng and Shi Tou, scattered a body of spiritual energy, opened his arms, and let Du Sulin's sword pierce into his chest.

  "No——!" Du Sulin's voice was hoarse, her eyes wide open as she watched the spiritual energy she had transformed into slowly seep into Xiao Qingzhu's heart.

  By her ear, as if the sound of rupture had echoed.

  That is Xiao Qing's heart.

  Xiao Qingzhu fell like a kite with its string cut off, plummeting straight down. Du Sili caught her just before she hit the ground at the fastest speed possible.

  "Clear... clear bamboo." She was extremely careful not to exert any force, and didn't even dare to blink, fearing that in the time it took to blink, the person in her arms would disappear.

  Xiao Qingzhu stretched out her hand, wanting to touch Du Siling's cheek, but she didn't have the strength. Du Siling hugged Xiao Qingzhu with one arm and grabbed Xiao Qingzhu's hand with the other, placing it on his own face.

  Xiao Qingzhu's hands were warm, but his fingertips were cool.

  "Carry me onto the stage," said Xiao Qingzhu.

  Du Sulin nodded and picked up Xiao Qingzhu, leaping onto the high platform.

  Xiao Qingzhu was very thin and light, like a feather, which could be easily blown away by a gentle breeze.

  Bright red blood fell from Xiao Qingzhu's forehead into the blood groove on the high platform, blooming one flower after another. This is Manjusaka.

  "Qing Zhu, what's the point of this?" Peng Haotian sighed, but his hands didn't stop moving. Lan'er's immortal energy had all been extracted, and now he was separating Lan'er's immortal consciousness.

  Xiao Qingzhu smiled, she didn't want to say anything more to Peng Haotian. The time left for her was not much, and she only wanted to leave it all to the person who gave her a warm hug.

  Du Sulin looked at Xiao Qingzhu, her pale face made her involuntarily tighten her grip on Xiao Qingzhu's arm, and although she had a thousand questions to ask in her heart, they all got stuck in her throat.

  "Think of Lin, forgive my selfishness, I just want to die in your arms." Xiao Qingzhu's head was nestled on Du Slin's chest, and she seemed to hear the sound of Du Slin's heartbeat, which was so enchanting and reluctant to part with.

  Douslin shook her head, she took a deep breath and tried to open her eyes wider so they wouldn't be so blurry.

  Xiao Qingzhu's blood wouldn't stop flowing no matter what, and the blood groove seemed to have a suction force that kept drawing her blood outwards.

  The blooming poinciana flowers swayed gently, and before Du Sulin's eyes was an endless sea of red. That red color was enchanting and eerie, dazzling and captivating.

  Legend has it that the peony, the flower blooms for a thousand years, falls for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves never meet. Love is not because of cause and effect, fate determines life and death. It's precisely because of this that people feel this red, a sorrowful and desolate beauty.

  "Kong Yang, you people of the Du family are indeed..." At this time, a voice rang out, like heavenly music.

  But Du Sulin's mind was on the two words "empty and proud".

  "Aunt..." she murmured.

  Yes, Du Kongyang has arrived, the elusive and unpredictable heir of the previous generation of the Du family.

  Today's Du Kongyang, wearing a Taoist robe fluttering in the wind, behind her stood Chu Feng and Fangfeng.

  Just then, Peng Haotian also encountered an unexpected event.

  Xiao Qingzhu's blood fell into the blood groove, originally washing away the impurities of those scattered souls and transforming them into the purest soul energy to nourish the ownerless soul left behind by Lan Er, but for some reason, no matter how much energy the soul absorbed, it did not develop as Peng Haotian had expected.

  "Tai Guang, Qing Zhu is sacrificing himself like this, wanting to seal the Bone of Non-Transformation. What are you doing? Do you want Qing Zhu to sacrifice in vain?" Du Kong Yang's voice was not loud, but every word struck Du Si Lin's heart.

  To sacrifice oneself?

  "Is it clear and pure, the Way of Heaven?" Du Si Lin asked.

  Xiao Qingzhu did not answer, but her eyes gave Du Siling an answer. She understood, she understood everything.

  "Qing Zhu, hold on, I won't let you die." She planted a kiss at the corner of Xiao Qingzhu's mouth and placed him in the sea of flowers of Pihuanghua.

  "Trouble Flower Auntie to take care of Qing Zhu for a moment." she said.

  The other shore flowers swayed gently, blooming all around Xiao Qing's body.

  Du Sulin stepped step by step towards Peng Haotian, her momentum changed, and the intention to kill was boiling at this moment.

  "Heavenly Way? You've actually merged with Heavenly Way!" Peng Haotian exclaimed as he stared at Du Siling.

  Yes, just as he guessed, Du Sulin's soul merged with the Heavenly Dao after her physical body was destroyed that day. No, more accurately, it should be said that the Heavenly Dao merged with her Wheel of Heaven Eye, transforming into her eye.

  So she can see through past and future at a glance, cause and effect cycle.

  "Huh, the Way of Heaven?" Du Sulin sneered, curling up the corner of his mouth.

  They are the Du family, generation after generation serving as enforcers of the Heavenly Way, clearing away evil spirits from the world for the Heavenly Way. But in the end, what did they get? Is it the heavy burden of the Yin Yang Tian Shi family or the premature death of their ancestors?

  Du Sulin hummed softly, her hands weaving intricate hand seals. In an instant, auspicious energy rose from her eyes, shifting between black and white. Large beads of sweat fell from her forehead.

  "What do you want to do?" Peng Haotian suddenly felt a little fearful in his heart, he looked at the soul that was still constantly absorbing energy, it seemed like it was about to succeed, he was unwilling.

  He suppressed the fear in his heart, let out a low growl, and revealed sharp fangs. His eyes, which were originally dark pupils, had disappeared and turned into a greyish-white color similar to the whites of his eyes, making people's hearts tremble with fear.

  "No one can ruin my plans, what are you waiting for? Let's go together!" His words were laced with anger, and it was clear that he was not as calm as he seemed on the surface.

  There are six people still alive, including Hong Jiang and Gao Shengshi. For Peng Haotian, it is also a great help.

  "Hao Tian, do you think they can still help you in any way now?" Du Kongyang said with a cold smile.

  Du Kongyang brought back Fang Feng and Chu Qing, Jing Jie was injured but it was only a flesh wound. Xiao Qingzhu's surface work was done fiercely, but it didn't mean she had really used her full strength. Dong Shuanghe had already recovered his physical strength after a short rest. Now, with five against six, where would Peng Haotian have any more helpers?

  Peng Haotian saw that Gao Sheng's stone could no longer help, so he rushed towards Du Siling himself.

  Douslin didn't dodge or evade, but at this moment, a protective boundary formed by the Heavenly Dao had already appeared around her body. Her eyes were changing between black and white at an increasingly rapid pace, so fast that it was impossible to discern.

  Peng Haotian's fist blasted out and hit Du Sili's protective boundary, but he found that his force was decomposed by the Heavenly Way.

  "Peng Haotian, without changing his bones, was ultimately born with the aura of heaven and earth. The Tao of Heaven created you, so you can't fight against the Tao of Heaven." Du Siling said calmly.

  As soon as her voice fell, her eyes suddenly burst and turned into a bloody mist.

  "Seal of Yin and Yang, open!"

  "Tai Guang! You!"

  "Tai Guang——!" Everyone present was focused on the battle on the high platform, and when they saw Du Si Lin using his own eyes as a catalyst to refine his vital energy, they were all shocked.

  Douslin's back was filled with the Yin-Yang realm of corpses and blood, as soon as the Yin-Yang realm appeared, the air seemed to be filled with the smell of blood, and the temperature dropped again, making people feel cool from the bones.

  "With the Heavenly Way as my guide, with my eyes as fire, I now curse and exterminate the evil and demonic. The metal will melt by itself, the wood will break by itself, the water will dry up by itself, the fire will extinguish by itself, the mountain will collapse by itself, the stone will split by itself, the gods will be bound by themselves, the ghosts will kill each other, the prayers will be cut off, the curses will be decided, the poisons will disperse, the hexes will disappear..."

  Du Sulin's voice was like a death knell, and every word he spoke made Peng Haotian's face paler by one degree.

  "This is..." Du Kongyang looked at Du Silin's back, did she really want to do this?

  "Taiguang actually wanted..." Dong Shuanghe covered his chest, which was injured by Xiao Qingzhu, and smiled helplessly. "Du Siling, indeed Du Siling," she said.

  "With the heavenly way as the guide, with my eyes as fire, now I use curses to punish evil spirits, curse gold to melt itself..."

  A large amount of yin and yang energy converged on Du Sulin, transforming into pure yang fire in her hands. She opened her empty eyes, pointed at Peng Haotian, and shouted: "Unyielding Bone, Bind!"

  The pure Yang fire transformed into a rope and instantly wrapped around Peng Haotian, who tried to dodge but failed, watching helplessly as he was bound by the rope formed from the pure Yang fire.

  "Du Sulin, you use the Heavenly Path as a guide, aren't you afraid of heavenly punishment?" Peng Haotian's heart was already clear, he had lost.

  "The Heavenly Way is destroyed, and a new one will naturally take its place. What I am doing now is merely following the cycle of cause and effect. How can the new Heavenly Way possibly impose heavenly punishment?" said Du Si Lin.

  Heaven's wrath? She can even destroy the Heavenly Way, what is she afraid of heaven's wrath?

  Peng Haotian looked at Du Siling, this woman, was out of the dust and extraordinary, had not been seen for thousands of years, after all, he underestimated her.

  "Unyielding Bone, Suppress!" Along with the falling tone, another pure Yang flame transformed into a Mountain Sea Seal, suppressing Unyielding Bone.

  "Any last words?" Du Sulin's hand seals were getting faster and faster, she asked faintly.

  "It doesn't matter." Peng Haotian replied. Many years later, Luo Qian saw him again, the reborn Luo Qian had tried his best, if there was still anything holding him back, it would only be his daughter, Luo Fei.

  But Luo Fei is doing well now, he knows.

  So, what else would be left to say?

  The last wisp of yin energy within the Yin-Yang boundary had already been grasped by Du Sili, and the essence blood transformed from her eyes also disappeared amidst this blazing flame.

  "Border, soldier, fight..."

  "Don't kill him!"

  As she looked up and saw the person rushing over, panting heavily, who could it be if not Peng Luo Fei? By her side, shoulder to shoulder with someone of identical appearance, was Peng Luo Li.

  The surroundings had long been sealed with a barrier, and ordinary people could not enter. Apparently, Peng Luo had opened the barrier for her.

  "Tai Guang, don't kill him..." Peng Luo Fei shouted loudly.

  Du Sulin didn't stop her actions, she looked in the direction where Xiao Qingzhu was, it was pitch black, but she could feel Xiao Qingzhu's breath, and her heart skipped a beat again.

  "Luò Fēi, you have to take care of yourself, I've lived for millions of years, it's already enough." After saying that, Péng Hào Tiān no longer looked at Péng Luò Fēi and closed his eyes.

  "Dad..." Peng Luo Fei suddenly collapsed to the ground.

  "All, array, row, in front," Du Sulin's momentum soared to its peak at this moment, his body transformed into a divine dragon, roaring towards Peng Haotian.

  "Vanquish evil!"

  The dense golden light, the dispersed blackness, such a scene, anyone who sees it will be etched in their heart, and will never forget for eternity.

  The outside world suddenly shook with a loud noise, as if there was an earthquake, and the originally clear sky was covered with dark clouds.

  "Tai Guang......" Du Siyan's heart suddenly tightened, he walked to the window and looked in the direction where Du Silin was.

  "They will come back." Murong Ruyu took Du Siyan's hand, leaned on his shoulder and said quietly. By now, with Murong Ruyu's ability, she could no longer participate in it. What she could do was to silently pray for Du Silin in her heart.

  "Mom." The little guy hugged his egg and sat quietly at the door, rarely listening to him, waiting for his two mothers to come home.

  "Si Lin's mom and Qing Zhu's mom will come back together." Ye Huanxi hugged the little guy from behind, softly comforting him, "Xiao He, you too," she silently thought to herself.

  "Sister, Taiguang, you both must come back safely." Ding Yile suddenly stopped in his tracks on the bustling street, looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

  "Master..." In the police station, Haozi clenched his fists tightly and prayed for Du Siling.

  There are too many people praying for them, waiting for them to return home, to finish the unfinished wine, to say the unsaid words, and to continue the unfinished game.