Disaster Sonata (Part 2)

"God... Master!" Xiao Feng murmured in a daze. That man in red was actually a God Master!

It had merely been a casual strike from him, and even most of its force had been blocked by that woman in blue... yet just the residual force sweeping over him had still left him in such a miserable state.

Not to mention the blue-robed woman beside him. She was clearly the leader of this group, so her cultivation could only be even higher!

With Bai Ling'er supporting him, Xiao Feng slowly rose from the ground. But the moment he stood up, he felt his organs tremble violently, and a thick bloody taste filled his throat.

Blood surged toward his mouth, but Xiao Feng forcefully swallowed it back. Yet the instant he suppressed it, a powerful backflow of blood burst uncontrollably from within him!

Pfft!

Xiao Feng clenched his teeth, allowing the backflowing blood to spray freely like a fountain...

Watching blood spatter from Xiao Feng, Fu Chi Yao cast a cold glance at the man in red.

The man in red seemed to know that he had angered her again and hurriedly explained, "How was I supposed to know someone in the God Tribulation Realm would be so fragile..."

"Feng'er!" Seeing Xiao Feng covered in blood, Bai Ling'er's expression turned tense. She felt as though her own heart were bleeding.

She looked at Fu Chi Yao, her words harsh and devoid of all gentleness. "Chi Yao! I want you to kill the one who hurt my Feng'er!"

Fu Chi Yao shook her head. "You know I cannot agree to your request."

"Fine, then I'll burn my bloodline right now. You want the source blood? Dream on!" Bai Ling'er's tone was no longer easygoing.

After a long silence, Fu Chi Yao casually flicked her right hand toward the man in red...

Boom—!

With an explosive blast, the man in red was sent flying. Blood poured from his mouth and scattered along his flight path. With merely a casual strike, she had sent a God Master flying!

The man in red crashed heavily to the ground. Intense pain surged through his entire body, but he endured his injuries and staggered to his feet. Not daring to show the slightest anger, he respectfully knelt. "Please forgive me, Blue-Robed Envoy..."

Fu Chi Yao looked at Bai Ling'er, whose expression remained dark, and said, "Go kneel before Divine Doctor Xiao and apologize to him."

Her tone was calm, yet it carried an authority that could not be questioned.

"I..."

"Hmm—?" Before the red-haired man could finish, Fu Chi Yao cut him off with an icy voice. "Do not make me repeat myself!"

Knowing there was truly no room for negotiation this time, he walked with difficulty to Bai Ling'er, slowly bent his knees, and knelt on the ground. With great difficulty, he said, "I'm..."

Before he could finish, Bai Ling'er interrupted him. "You are not apologizing to me, and I do not need your apology. You are apologizing to my Feng'er."

The red-robed man's face twisted, and his five fingers dug deeply into his flesh. How could he possibly kneel before someone whom he could have sent flying with a mere sweep of his sleeve?

"Absolutely not! I am a prince of the Vermilion Bird Empire. How could I kneel before him?!" The red-robed man abruptly rose to his feet and pointed at Xiao Feng, his emotions running wild.

But in the next instant, immense profound energy had already enveloped him.

Thud!

His body felt as though ten thousand mountains were pressing down upon it, forcing him to kneel again. His knees even smashed dents into the ground.

At that moment, an irresistible force pressed against the back of his head, forcing him to slam it fiercely into the ground!

Bang—!

With a deafening crash, even the hard earth split into spiderweb-like cracks beneath his forehead.

Fu Chi Yao appeared beside him and said coldly, "I warned you several times already. If you had restrained that contemptuous temper of yours from the start, you would not have ended up like this today!"

"I told you to kneel and apologize. Since you refuse to accept the kindness shown to you, I'll help you!"

"I'll say it one last time. Apologize to him."

Feeling the immense pressure upon him, intense fear instantly rose in his heart.

He knew that he had truly enraged this madwoman. She was someone who did not even give his imperial father any face!

If he pushed her too far and she killed him, that would truly not be worth it.

But whenever he thought of having to apologize to someone who was merely at the tenth level of the God Tribulation Realm, his face darkened as if he had eaten a lump of shit.

Yet when he thought of how his life might be in danger, he finally opened his mouth with a dark expression, struggling greatly to say, "I'm... sorry..."

A God Master kneeling, kowtowing, and apologizing to someone who was merely at the tenth level of the God Tribulation Realm—if any God Tribulation Realm cultivator encountered such a thing, they would surely be ecstatic beyond measure.

But as Xiao Feng watched the red-robed man kneel before him and kowtow in apology, he felt not the slightest pleasure or joy. There was only desolation and boundless fury—fury at his own incompetence...

Not only could he not help Bai Ling'er in any way, he even needed her to threaten Fu Chi Yao by burning her own bloodline just to make her vent his anger for him.

Relying on a girl to sacrifice herself just to recover that tiny shred of laughable dignity for him... he was even more pathetic than a cowardly good-for-nothing!

And that blue-robed woman only needed to unleash her pressure to make the red-robed man, however unwilling he was, suppress his resentment and kneel to apologize to him.

And all of this was because of strength...

"Hmph." Seeing that the red-robed man had apologized to Xiao Feng, Fu Chi Yao withdrew the pressure bearing down on him.

As though granted a pardon, the red-robed man hurriedly got to his feet and ran to the back...

"Bai Ling'er, are you satisfied with this result?" Fu Chi Yao asked.

Bai Ling'er did not answer. Instead, she left Xiao Feng's side and walked over to Fu Chi Yao.

Seeing this, Fu Chi Yao used her profound energy to bring Bai Ling'er around, preparing to leave...

Without Bai Ling'er supporting him, Xiao Feng collapsed face-first onto the ground. Looking at Bai Ling'er as she moved farther away, he endured the agonizing pain in his body and stretched out his trembling right hand, pleading weakly, "D-Don't go..."

Bai Ling'er paused upon hearing this, but she did not turn around. Her voice was cold as she said, "You should heal your injuries first, then think carefully about what you should do in the future... I am only returning to where I belong. You need not worry about me."

With Bai Ling'er having said all she needed to say, Fu Chi Yao did not linger any longer. She immediately took Bai Ling'er into the air.

"Who... are you..." Watching their figures gradually recede, Xiao Feng used all his strength to ask that single question...

"Hmph!" The red-robed man turned his head and said, "You are merely in the God Tribulation Realm and were never worthy of knowing my name. But since you asked so sincerely, I shall graciously tell you. Listen well—I am a prince of the Vermilion Bird Empire's imperial family. My name is... Zhu Hongwei!"

The imperial family of the Vermilion Bird Empire...?

Before an empire, he was so utterly insignificant. A mere prince of the imperial family had severely injured him with one effortless strike, let alone the supreme experts within the empire...

Why... why... why did it have to be now...

He had clearly felt the stirring of his profound veins. Perhaps he would break through before long... and once he did, everything would surely go smoothly. But... why had everything come so suddenly? So without warning...

In the blink of an eye, everything... had changed...

His entire body convulsed, and his severe injuries made his eyes close uncontrollably...

"Xiao Feng!" A shrill cry rang out. It was Qi Qingyun.

Her voice choked with sobs. "Xiao Feng, what... what happened to you? Who... who hurt you?!"

The one who had come was Qi Qingyun. Her expression was anxious. Ever since he had left, unease had constantly filled her heart. Unable to set her mind at ease, she had gone to the Medical Clinic, never expecting to witness such a heartbreaking scene the moment she arrived.

Xiao Feng was barely breathing. Blood covered his clothes, and his gaze was dim and lifeless, as though his heart had already turned to ashes...

Looking at Qi Qingyun's reddened eyes, Xiao Feng murmured blankly, "Qing Yun... don't cry for me... I'm... truly... useless!!"

His heavily injured body could no longer support him or keep him conscious. Xiao Feng's vision went dark, and he completely lost consciousness...