Junior Sister, How Am I Supposed to Live After You're Gone?!

Soon after, a shout came from not far away: "Oh no, everyone, fall back!"

Disciples of the Purple Void Sect and people from several other sect forces hurried toward them.

Some even cursed as they ran.

"Say that again, and see if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

"Pah! It was bad enough that your Green Pavilion Sect bullied others, but you even caused six of our fellow disciples to die horrible deaths!"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see that crazy woman from Clear Moon Long Song struck first?"

"I don't give a damn who struck first! You people are the reason my junior sister died!"

The young man covered his bruised, swollen eye. Only the right half of his dark silver robe remained, making him look utterly miserable.

That was right—his eye had been beaten like that while fighting Yun Yao over something.

The robe on him had been a second-tier artifact, yet it had just been shredded by the shockwave.

Yun Yao did not look much better either. Her hair was disheveled, and a trace of blood still stained the corner of her lips.

"Yun Yao!"

"Second Senior Sister!"

The moment Yun Yao saw Mu Liuxi and Lin Heng, she hurried over at once.

"Xiao Yao, what happened up ahead? You're..."

"Don't mention it. Just now, some disciples from other sects and I searched a drum tower and found a pill cauldron. I had already snatched it, but then a burst of pressure suddenly appeared above the drum tower. If I hadn't run fast enough, you'd be carrying my body back to the sect now."

"Pressure? What do you mean?"

"I'm not sure. I only saw a flash of white robes at the time. While running away, I ran into three Purple Void Sect disciples. They were shouting that our Master had started fighting someone."

Hearing this, Lin Heng and Mu Liuxi exchanged a glance.

Without needing words, they immediately understood what had happened.

"Ow, no, I can barely stand. Lin Heng, support me."

Yun Yao leaned against him, directly placing her left hand on his shoulder.

Seeing that, Lin Heng had no choice but to wrap his right arm around her right shoulder.

"Well, this is bad. Master is in trouble."

There was no need to think further. It had to be because of Li Chaochun.

"Hm? You know what happened?"

Mu Liuxi nodded. She handed Yun Yao a healing pill, then explained, "It should be because of Junior Brother Ye Tian. He killed Li Chaochun of Clear Moon Long Song."

"Really? He... how could he be so reckless?"

Yun Yao was dumbfounded.

Li Chaochun was ranked on the Heavenly Ladder Ranking and had quite a reputation.

His position in Clear Moon Long Song was comparable to that true disciple on the Main Peak of their Green Pavilion Sect.

Ye Tian had killed him—how could his Master not come to fight for her life?

As they spoke, the Purple Void Sect disciple in the tattered silver robe suddenly began to cry in the distance.

He kept calling out a woman's name:

"Junior Sister, how am I supposed to live after you're gone?!"

"Wuwuwu~"

The fellow disciple beside him felt rather miserable as well and stepped forward to console him. "Senior Brother Sun, don't be too sad. Back when Junior Sister was in the sect, she often said that even if she died, she would never become Dao companions with you."

"Now, you could be said to have helped fulfill her wish..."

The instant those words came out, the man in silver robes could no longer hold it in.

"Fuck you! What I'm crying about is the money! She borrowed 1,000 Spirit Stones from me—1,000 Spirit Stones! That was a whole year of resources I saved up!"

The corners of Yun Yao and Mu Liuxi's mouths twitched.

Sure enough, men were just like this.

When a beauty died, sorrow came flooding in; it was not heartbreak he wept for, but debts that could never be settled.

"Meng Yutong, every grievance has its debtor. Your wicked disciple killed my disciple. Today, I will make him accompany my disciple in death."

"If you dare stop me, you will be making an enemy of Clear Moon Long Song. Even if I cannot kill you, endless Calamities will await you in the future."

"Don't forget, you are already seriously injured. You cannot possibly be my match."

The woman in white stood in the air, Star-Plucking Sword in hand, like a killing god capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Meng Yutong was equally unwilling to yield. Her three-foot blade radiated a ghostly blue glow, and the aura around her was not the least bit weaker than her opponent's.

Though she knew the general course of events, she would not allow the other woman to take Ye Tian's life.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, your disciple took the initiative to stir up trouble and struck with killing blows at every turn. He was inferior in skill and thus met his end. This was a matter between disciples—wouldn't it be rather unbecoming for us Masters to interfere?"

"Must you kill everyone stronger than your disciple? If your sect raises flowers in a greenhouse, then I have nothing to say."

Meng Yutong's meaning was very clear.

Matters between people of the same generation should be settled by those of the same generation.

Your own disciple lacked ability and was killed in return—who could you blame?

"Hmph! Stop twisting words and spouting sophistry."

Seeing that she could not win a battle of words, the woman in white stopped wasting breath and immediately charged forward with her sword.

In terms of overall strength, the woman in white clearly held the advantage.

A Return to Void True Lord possessed heaven-destroying, earth-shattering might in every gesture.

The aftershocks from the collision between sword and ruler could even spread hundreds of li away.

This was not even a true all-out battle.

Spirit Transformation cultivated divine sense, while Return to Void cultivated manifestations.

Manifestations were the true measure of a Return to Void cultivator's strength. They resonated with heaven and earth, truly drawing upon the power of heaven and earth.

"Fellow Daoist Meng, Fellow Daoist Qiu, stop at once!"

The moment Pu Fangyuan sensed the aftershocks, he immediately knew what had happened and rushed to their battlefield without another word.

"The Kingdom-Destroying Secret Realm is filled with restrictions. If you two fight here, you may cause the restrictions to collapse. When that happens, everyone will be plunged into danger."

"The Green Pavilion Sect killed my beloved disciple. I will never rest until this vengeance is avenged!"

"Outrageous!"

Pu Fangyuan shouted, immediately pressing his palms together and chanting a scripture. In the blink of an eye, an octagonal golden hexagram condensed in the void, forcefully separating the two women.

"Fellow Daoist Pu, are you going to help the Green Pavilion Sect?"

The woman in white glared at him with fury, her voice ice-cold.

He had already taken half a step into Dao Integration, someone anyone would fear. If he stood with Meng Yutong, it would be a major problem.

"Hmph." Pu Fangyuan snorted and stood between them. "I will help neither of you, nor do I care what grievances lie between you. No more large-scale fighting is permitted in the Kingdom-Destroying Secret Realm. It will get everyone killed!"

"If you are not afraid of death, then at least think more of the disciples you brought. Do not think this old man is trying to frighten you with empty words."

After a long while, the woman in white sheathed her sword. Still staring coldly at Meng Yutong, she said word by word, "Meng Yutong, this is not over. The grudge has been forged. I will surely take your disciple's life."

"I'll be waiting anytime."

Meng Yutong withdrew her gaze and looked at Ye Tian, who was drenched in sweat not far away. A trace of gravity appeared between her brows.

No matter what, Ye Tian was her disciple. At least until now, he had not done anything excessive.

By reason and by sentiment alike, she could not stand by and let the woman in white erase him.

Besides, Ye Tian was now the most outstanding disciple of Fairy Cloud Peak.

She was still counting on Ye Tian as a future candidate to inherit the legacy.

"Master, I... I caused you trouble."

Ye Tian stood before her, speaking softly with guilt written across his face.

Seeing this, the rebuke on Meng Yutong's lips halted. She sighed and said, "This is not your fault. You have already performed well enough. As your Master, I only hope you proceed steadily and surely. Do not rush to gain fame and profit."

"I will remember Master's teachings."

Ye Tian clasped his fists and bowed, preparing to take out the Life Wood he had obtained and offer it to Meng Yutong as a gesture of goodwill.

Unexpectedly, the ground began to quake violently once more.

The commotion was even greater than the disturbance caused by Meng Yutong and the woman in white fighting just now.