Chapter 1277

"What are you doing? Stop it!"

The speaker was neither Si Ming nor Murong Qing, but the phantom of the Myriad Gu Sorcerer. He tried to control Murong Wu's body to prevent him from committing suicide, but the newly parasitized Murong Wu had not yet recovered his power. Moreover, Murong Wu was protected by the Juntian Divine Sword, so he was not so easy to control.

With a forceful slash, a large amount of blood splattered out.

"No--"

Murong Qing rushed forward and caught Murong Wu as he fell from the sky. She reached out to cover the wound on his neck, but found that the wound was too big and she couldn't cover it with one hand. Blood kept flowing out.

"Why did you do this? Why did you do it?"

Murong Wu gave a bleak smile, said nothing, and closed his eyes, accompanied by the mournful wail of a soul.

Murong Qing hurriedly channeled his True Qi, attempting to salvage his life.

However, they discovered that Murong Wu's body was completely empty, and it was full of holes like a sieve. As soon as his True Qi entered, it leaked out and could not be retained at all.

Thinking of the phantom image of the Myriad Gu Witch Ancestor, Si Ming guessed somewhat of what was going on, but couldn't help sighing, "You should have just told us directly..."

"No way! Little Wu won't die so easily. He has Hundred-Refinement Medicinal Body, and his recovery ability far surpasses that of ordinary people. It's just a sword wound; it will heal immediately," Murong Qing said excitedly.

A martial artist can suppress injuries and stop bleeding, but he can also hasten death. Si Ming opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak. He knew that Murong Qing wanted to hear now was not these common sense facts.

Suddenly, Murong Qing's body trembled. Her eyes widened as she looked over, and she exclaimed in surprise, "The wound is starting to heal!"

"Meet?"

"It has been confirmed that the parasitic worms infesting the people are still alive, and every moment, weak people are being drained of their vital energy and dying."

Mu Wu presented the intelligence gathered from the military to the group.

Si Ming slumped his shoulders, dejected, and said, "In other words..."

The Myriad Gu Witch Ancestor is still alive; he's using this method to sustain Little Wu's life, attempting to bring him back to life.

Everyone fell silent, and Murong Qing closed her eyes in anguish, her last glimmer of hope extinguished.

After a while, seeing that no one spoke, Yu Shuying said:

"It's less about maintaining Murong Wu's life and more about maintaining its own. Once it awakens, the body will only be occupied by the Myriad Gu Witch Ancestor, as has already been proven with the 'Barbarian King'."

Si Huaruo couldn't help but ask, "What if it's Murong Wu's will that awakens?"

Yu Shuying scoffed. "Do you really believe that the will of an ordinary person can defeat an old monster who has lived since the Middle Ages? Or do you think that Murong Wu's will is stronger than that of a Barbarian King who reigns supreme?"

Si Ming glared at him and said, "In the end, since you already knew such important information, why didn't you tell me? Little Wu may be ignorant, but don't you understand?"

"It is precisely because I understand that I chose to conceal this information. If you were to discover this intelligence, you would either be unable to devise a solution, needlessly undermining morale, or you would devise a solution but take on even greater risks. As a strategist..."

"Am I wrong to choose the option with a higher success rate while considering the bigger picture?"

"It's not a question of which has a higher success rate, but rather..."

"Instead, you want to play the hero, willing to sacrifice yourself rather than others!"

But have you ever thought that your life doesn't belong to just you? Your battle against the Myriad Gu Witch Ancestor is crucial. Everyone else can lose, but you cannot. If you are defeated, not only will the entire operation fail, but everyone present will be in mortal danger!

We fought the enemy with the resolve to perish together, so that you could win, not so that you could show off how great you were!

Everyone fell silent again.

Yu Shuying looked around and said in a deep voice, "I know there's a hateful saying that everyone has thought of, but none of you are willing to say it, preferring to pretend you're deaf and dumb. Then I'll be the villain—is Murong Wu's life more important, or everyone's life, even the lives of hundreds of millions of people in the Southern Continent?"

With a sharp clang, a cold glint appeared as the demonic blade was drawn, its edge grazing Yu Shuying's neck and leaving a shallow bloodstain.

Ying Zhou said viciously, "Say one more word and this blade will strike! Don't think I won't kill you just because you're Si Ming's woman!"

Yu Shuying gave him a cold glance, but didn't say anything more to provoke him, because she knew very well that once the pretense was broken, everyone could no longer pretend to be asleep.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Ying Zhou said irritably, "What's there to hesitate about? Find a way to extract that worm-like ancestor from Murong Wu's body! Even if you can't think of a way right now, you can seal him away first and unseal him later when you find a solution!"

Mu Wu let out a sigh of relief and said, "But what about those innocent people parasitized by the Gu worms? As long as the Myriad Gu Witch Ancestor lives, these Gu worms will continue to drain our Jing Essence until..."

"This is none of our business!"

Ying Zhou stared intently at the other party and said sternly, "Listen to me carefully. We have no obligation to help your Li State deal with the Myriad Gu Witch Ancestor, and you have no right to demand that Little Wu sacrifice himself for you. I admit that the people parasitized by Gu worms are pitiful, but that doesn't mean they can morally blackmail us and make unreasonable demands."

"You're right, we're not in the right in this matter, but often what determines our actions isn't right or wrong, but our stance. We will never stand by and watch hundreds of millions of people die in vain," Mu Wu said without backing down.

"Hahaha..."

Ying Zhou laughed wildly for a while, then pointed his sword at his opponent and said, "Then come on! Let's kill each other! Since neither of us can convince the other, let's settle everything with swords."

The atmosphere instantly became tense, and Xue Buqi and the others placed their hands on their weapons, as if a battle was about to break out.

At this moment, Si Jingyu's Primordial Spirit emerged from Murong Wu's body. She had just been observing his sea of consciousness using the characteristics of her Glazed Pure Body. Seeing the tense atmosphere, she was completely unconcerned and said, "At most, 'he' will wake up in another hour. You must make a choice."

Ying Zhou roared, "What choice! Who dares to make a choice! Who has the right to decide Little Wu's life or death!"

After a brief silence, everyone's gaze fell on Murong Qing. Murong Qing's face suddenly turned pale, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably, as if she were suffocating.

Si Ming immediately stepped forward in front of Murong Qing, blocking everyone's view, and said, "Let me decide. I will bear all the consequences."

Suddenly, she felt a slender hand trembling as it rested on her shoulder. Turning around, she saw Murong Qing shaking her head.

Si Ming was silent for a moment, then nodded and said, "Whatever decision you make, I will support you." He then stepped aside.