Yin Susu Had No Wish to Leave

"Wuji, though I don't know who our benefactors truly are, you must remember their kindness all your life!"

Yin Susu drew her sword across her throat and fell on the spot.

Zhang Wuji let out a wail and fainted.

The next moment, members of the Demon Cult surrounded Yin Susu. Longevity True Qi poured into her without pause. Even her severed meridians knitted back together, and blood flowed through her body once more.

Ye Zhuo walked past Zhang Sanfeng and gave him a copy of the Martial Dao Longevity Art.

Before her soul could leave the mortal world, Ye Zhuo caught it and returned it to Yin Susu.

"Take her away!"

"Yes, Master!"

As soon as Yin Susu recovered, they took her away.

Wudang's people rescued Zhang Wuji and took Zhang Cuishan's body with them.

Only then did the five great sects realize there was no turning back from this feud.

"Let's go!"

"Master Sanfeng, please forgive what happened today."

"I was foolish. I'll return another day to celebrate your birthday!"

The five great sects hurried off, not daring to linger another moment. In the blink of an eye, they had vanished.

Only an empty Wudang remained.

Everyone was grief-stricken, scarcely able to speak.

Ye Zhuo and the others had already left Wudang Mountain and headed for Kunlun.

The Soaring Eagle Palace had stood there for many years.

They had returned to familiar ground.

Xu Zhu was still nowhere to be seen.

With a single breath, Ye Zhuo swept the Soaring Eagle Palace clean.

Yin Susu slowly woke on a wooden bed, bewilderment still in her eyes.

Hadn't she killed herself?

"Don't dwell on it. You're alive, but your son is still injured, and your husband is dead.

"If you want to heal your son and save your husband, you'll