Chapter 1111: Chapter 1110: I Will Give It My All_1
"Grandfather, Ling’er doesn’t want to leave you, if we go, let’s go together..."
Ling’er was covered in bloodstains, but she didn’t care to wipe them away, and didn’t even seem to notice, only knowing to hold onto Beigong Jue tightly to fend off that increasing unease and despair.
"Ling’er, Grandfather can’t accompany you anymore."
Beigong Jue stretched out his hand, caressing Ling’er’s head just like he used to.
Caught between hatred and affection, Beigong Jue ultimately chose the former, for that was his lifelong wish. Ling’er was an accident, but this accident had brought him a rare joy, and it became his only lingering worry before death.
Beigong Jue’s blood was nearly drained, and using the last of his life force, he roared: "Kid, I have never begged anyone in my life, but this time I’m begging you, save Ling’er!"
Flying Crane made his moves lightning fast, becoming more reckless by the moment. Nevertheless, the barrier created by the West Sea Martial Emperor was too troublesome to overcome. Although Flying Crane was able to injure the opponent, to completely break free would take much longer. His eyes turned ice-cold, almost freezing the void.
"Let’s die together!"
The similarly barely alive Western Region Martial Emperor laughed cruelly at this moment.
His muddled consciousness caused him to overlook how Ling’er was able to rush through the aftershocks of the battle unscathed. All he knew was that anyone related to Beigong Jue must die!
The Western Region Martial Emperor opened his mouth, and even at this point, the spray of blood from him was powerful enough to repel the Heaven Realm Martial Emperor, let alone kill a little girl.
But just then.
A streak of azure Sword Qi slashed through the gaps left by the battle’s aftermath.
With a hiss!
The world fell silent.
The head of the Western Region Martial Emperor soared into the air, he saw his own body falling. His gaze followed the Sword Qi, and finally, he caught sight of a figure in green, wielding a sword and advancing.
Wasn’t that the kid who defeated the Fiery Flame Child Emperor? He dared to lay hands on me – a Martial Emperor who once dominated the Western Region without equal – to be killed by this kid?
Not just the Western Region Martial Emperor couldn’t believe it, nobody could.
As Shi Xiaole moved through the aftershocks, his face was slightly pale, but his expression was more solemn than ever. Looking at Beigong Jue, he said: "In the past, Senior saved my life, Shi Xiaole cannot repay that debt. Senior, rest assured, Shi Xiaole will die before Ling’er."
A true man repays kindness and vengeance alike; kindness should be returned like a spring gushing forth, and vengeance should be repaid tenfold. Shi Xiaole did not refuse Beigong Jue’s request. Because this was his creed. Even if he were to face blades and fires ahead, when the time came to repay a debt, he must forge ahead!
Not to mention, he couldn’t bear to see Ling’er involved. Although this little girl was far from simple, having previously broken free of his hold and rushed into the midst of the battle.
It seemed as if Beigong Jue was really seeing Shi Xiaole for the first time.
He believed Shi Xiaole understood what agreeing to his request at such a time meant, but there was not a hint of pretense, nor the slightest hesitation in the others’ sincere and resolute eyes.
With a newfound appreciation in his dimming gaze, Beigong Jue said: "It was not in vain that Ling’er saved you back then. Kid, believe me, if you can get Ling’er out of here, you will be rewarded!"
Shi Xiaole didn’t care about that. He helped others out of his own volition, and whether or not there were benefits was not important. If it were for the sake of benefits, he wouldn’t have helped at all.
Beigong Jue’s consciousness gradually became blurred, and with his last bit of strength, he whispered in Ling’er’s ear: "Ling’er, from now on, Brother Shi is your family, you must listen to him, understand?"
Ling’er cried even harder, her small body trembling incessantly, it was unclear if she had heard his words. But Beigong Jue had no strength left to say more.
At life’s final moment, he looked over at Flying Crane, who was fervently engaging in battle for him, and revealed a faint smile. Then he glanced at Ling’er in his arms and Shi Xiaole opposite him, and burst out laughing, "Thank you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his head tilted, and the smile froze.
"Grandfather!"
Ling’er’s heart was breaking, and due to excessive grief, she fainted, causing the faint silver light that shone on her body’s surface to retract as well. However, she still clutched at Beigong Jue tightly, so much so that it took Shi Xiaole some effort to pull her away.
Supporting the two of them with his qi, Shi Xiaole charged towards the outer edge of Endless Risky Peak.
"Shi Kirin, put the people down before you leave!"
By the time he reached the fringes of the aftershocks, the sound of slicing wind immediately rose, and three men of different appearances but with exceptionally powerful auras blocked his way, perfectly forming a triangle to ensnare Shi Xiaole.
They were the three great Venerate Envoys of Sky Wolf Palace, known respectively as the Heavenly Venerate Envoy, Earth Venerate Envoy, and Human Venerate Envoy.
Even the least powerful among them, the Human Venerate Envoy, ranked two hundred thirty-first on the Emperor List, Earth Venerate Envoy ranked one hundred eighty-eighth, and the most frightening was the Heavenly Venerate Envoy, who ranked sixty-sixth. In the entire Western Region, there were no more than twenty people who could stand as his opponents.
Everyone who witnessed this scene couldn’t help shuddering.
It was rumored that the three great Venerate Envoys had mastered a combined strike formation; their coordinated attacks were such that even masters within the top sixty of the Emperor List dared not take them lightly. Kirin, however powerful he might be, might not be able to withstand such pressure.
Many couldn’t help but sneer. Showing off one’s prowess also needed the right occasion; in such a place, at such a time, what qualifications did Kirin have to intervene? It was simply overestimating oneself.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh.
Apart from the experts of Sky Wolf Palace, masters from the top forces like the Secret Sect of the Western Region and Absolute Orchid Valley also took action to block all of Shi Xiaole’s escape routes.
Just a glance was enough for everyone to draw in a breath of cold air.
Good grief! Not only the three great Venerate Envoys but also the four great Masters of the Secret Sect had appeared, as well as the two Protectors of Absolute Orchid Valley, the Six Great Evil Stars of Nine Lethal Gate, and the three Great Lords of the Demon Sentiment Path—each was a master on the Emperor List.
The potent auras linked with each other, swiftly weaving an unbreakable iron net, and Shi Xiaole was like a spider trapped in the web, who, despite his prowess, found it extremely difficult to break free, not to mention he was also dragging along a corpse and a little girl who had fainted from crying.
"Kirin, you killed the Western Region Martial Emperor, disgraced the face of our Western Region, and you think you can just leave without an explanation?"
"Meddlers always die the fastest. Put the people and the corpse down, and perhaps we can still talk."
"Abandon all resistance!"
To each Martial Emperor was the face of their region’s Martial World; the death of the Western Region Martial Emperor at Beigong Jue’s hands was somehow acceptable, but who did you, Shi Xiaole, think you were? A genius leader is, after all, just a leader among geniuses—how could you reckon yourself equal to the leader of the Martial World?
In the eyes of many high-level experts from the Western Region, Shi Xiaole’s sword strike not only ended the reign of the Western Region Martial Emperor but was also a humiliation to the entire martial community of the Western Region!
Unforgivable!
Moreover, the little girl called Beigong Jue ’grandfather,’ who knows, she might be the heir of the Beigong Clan, related to the secrets of East Victory Township—that’s something Shi Xiaole must not be allowed to possess.
After positioning Ling’er and the corpse of Beigong Jue on his back and securing them with a belt, Shi Xiaole maintained a steady pace, as did the people around him, because by Shi Xiaole stalling for time, it was actually more advantageous for them to arrange their troops and discuss how to deal with him.
"I don’t know if I can take you out of here, but I’ll give it my all."
Shi Xiaole murmured softly to himself, and upon finishing, his toes lightly touched the void as he resolutely charged towards the people in front of him, with the Cleansing Evil Sword also being drawn from its sheath in an instant.
