On a Dark, Windy Night, Shui Bing'er Eliminated the Roots and Killed Liu Erlong!

Night gradually deepened.

Blue Tyrant Academy was silent.

During the day, everyone in the academy had received news like a bolt from the blue: their Soul Saint headmaster had actually been crippled by a Soul Emperor-level girl!

This was a massive blow to the academy's reputation.

Thus, Blue Tyrant Academy no longer had its usual clamor. Everyone was weighed down by heavy hearts.

Tang San in particular.

Tang San stood outside the gate of Liu Erlong's little courtyard, still clutching the drawstring of that black cloth bag.

Liu Erlong was resting inside. After an entire day of treatment, her injuries had stabilized. Only her Martial Soul...

There was likely no hope of it ever recovering.

Tang San felt that he ought to say something, to properly comfort Liu Erlong in place of his teacher, Yu Xiao Gang.

Yet he never went inside.

He had stood there ever since helping Liu Erlong back.

Because Tang San did not know what he could say to comfort her.

Liu Erlong lay on the bed with her eyes open, her pupils utterly unfocused.

After waking, she had tried to activate her Martial Soul.

But there was no response at all, only tearing pain.

Her Martial Soul had been crippled.

Shui Bing'er's cold, immense power had thrust into it and viciously smashed it apart. Her Martial Soul could never rise again. From now on, she could no longer be a Spirit Master.

Tang San stood in the corridor for who knew how long.

At last, he made up his mind. He placed his hand against the door, but did not push it open. Instead, he spoke through it.

"Teacher..." Tang San's voice was hoarse, suppressing immense grief. "Teacher Erlong... I'm sorry."

"If it weren't for me, if it weren't for avenging my teacher, you wouldn't have faced Shui Bing'er. If I weren't so weak, you wouldn't have had to suffer the pain of having your Martial Soul crippled..."

He pressed his forehead to the door and began to cry.

Please, stop talking!

Hearing Tang San's apology only made Liu Erlong more miserable.

Having her Martial Soul crippled was painful enough, yet he had to keep bringing up the very thing she least wanted mentioned. Did he insist on getting her forgiveness just to make himself look noble and innocent?

Fine, he was amazing. He was noble.

I'm crippled! I'm fucking useless!

Liu Erlong's gaze fell upon the door. Tang San's guilty shadow flickered faintly through the cracks.

She wanted to say, "Tang San, get the hell out of here. Stop bothering me," but because of her severe injuries, only a muffled "gurgle" came from her throat. Then there was nothing more.

Unfortunately, Tang San heard that gurgle.

Filled with guilt, he said, "Teacher Erlong, I know having your Martial Soul crippled is painful. If you feel miserable, just say it. You'll feel much better once you let it out. I'll stay here and listen."

"Gur... gle."

"Teacher Erlong, don't feel inferior because your Martial Soul was crippled. Although I was born with Twin Martial Souls, Innate Full Soul Power, and even possess the strongest Tool Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, one of them is still the useless Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass. I can understand how you feel."

"Gurgle!"

"I'm sorry, Teacher Erlong. Don't worry. Even though your Martial Soul was crippled, you still have me. I'll take care of you for the rest of my life. Sigh, it's a pity I can't give one of my Twin Martial Souls to you..."

"Gur! Gle!"

"I know, Teacher Erlong. You don't need to comfort me. Your Martial Soul is crippled, and mine is a useless Martial Soul. In a sense, we're suffering the same fate."

"But after being comforted by you, I feel much better. Let me say thank you, Teacher Erlong. Because of you, the four seasons have been warmed. So you absolutely must not give up on yourself just because your Martial Soul was crippled. You must live well."

Tang San mentioned her crippled Martial Soul in every other sentence and Twin Martial Souls in the rest. Moreover, he had always respectfully called her "you" before, but now he addressed her directly and casually. He nearly drove Liu Erlong mad with rage.

In her fury, she somehow miraculously regained the ability to speak. "Get out!!!"

Tang San was greatly startled after that furious roar.

She truly did not appreciate kindness!

So Tang San left in anger.

At the same time, in the hotel where Shui Bing'er and the others were staying in Heaven Dou City.

Xue Wu and the others had all returned to their rooms to sleep, but Shui Bing'er suddenly opened her eyes.

The room was instantly filled with Shui Bing'er's killing intent.

The hunt had begun.

Shui Bing'er threw aside the blanket. What she revealed was not her usual pink Ice Phoenix pajamas, but a set of black night-combat attire that perfectly outlined the girl's tall, graceful figure.

"Bing'er, are you going to kill that female Soul Saint from today?"

Deep within Shui Bing'er's Sea of Consciousness, the Snow Empress suddenly spoke.

Shui Bing'er nodded. "Yes. Master told me that when cutting weeds, one must pull out the roots!"

The Snow Empress smiled lightly. "Then let This Emperor help you."

With that, Shui Bing'er flipped out through the window.

Under the moonlight, her figure was like a sword drawn from its sheath—cold, sharp, and silent.

Shui Bing'er darted across rooftops and walls. Wind Riding made her as light as a falling leaf, and her every movement was completely soundless.

Following the direction Tang San had gone during the day, she quickly arrived at Blue Tyrant Academy.

There was no one at the entrance. Even the guard responsible for keeping watch was slumped over the table, fast asleep.

Ever since Liu Erlong had been crippled, they had all completely given up, because no one knew what Blue Tyrant Academy's future would be.

Naturally, Shui Bing'er did not alert the guard, nor did she need to wake him for directions, because the Snow Empress had already pointed out the correct path.

"This path carries the aura of that female Soul Saint."

Thus, Shui Bing'er followed the trail and arrived at Liu Erlong's courtyard. With Soul Power, she shattered the locks on the courtyard gate and room door, then entered Liu Erlong's room.

Moonlight streamed into the room from behind Shui Bing'er. Her shadow expanded and stretched, covering the entire room.

Liu Erlong lay on the bed. After having her Martial Soul crippled, her body was extremely weak, and she had even lost much of her alertness.

Shui Bing'er had made quite a commotion breaking in, yet Liu Erlong had not awakened.

Shui Bing'er stood beside the bed and looked down at Liu Erlong's face.

That heroic and wild face was peaceful at the moment. It seemed Liu Erlong believed she would get a night of restful sleep.

Master... was forced into slumber because of them!

After watching for a moment, Shui Bing'er extended her right hand from her sleeve, palm downward. Frost slowly condensed at her fingertips.

Liu Erlong's eyelids trembled.

Although her vigilance had greatly diminished after losing her Martial Soul, the low temperature produced by Shui Bing'er's activation of Soul Power still froze her awake.

She opened her eyes, and her first reaction upon seeing Shui Bing'er was unexpectedly a bitter smile.

"You really won't let me go."

"That's right. You should never have insulted my Master!"

Shui Bing'er said, her eyes overflowing with killing intent.

Liu Erlong gave a miserable smile at those words.

Shui Bing'er raised her hand. Ice-attribute Soul Power gathered, and the Frost Soul Palm struck Liu Erlong's forehead. The extreme cold instantly Ice Sealed Liu Erlong's head, turning it into an ice sculpture.

With a cracking sound, the ice sculpture exploded. Liu Erlong became a headless female corpse, dead beyond all doubt.