Ouyang Yuanming lay on the ground, his face filled with disbelief. He had never expected to lose to Li Dalong. Li Dalong walked up to him, his gaze icy. "Tell me, why?"
Ouyang Yuanming coughed up a mouthful of blood and laughed wildly. "Because you caused my entire family to die! I hate you so much! Because of you! You people killed the old Manor Lord's entire family too! How could I ever find peace without killing you? How could the old Manor Lord's family and mine close their eyes in death?"
"Hahahaha! Heaven is simply blind, denying you the chance to avenge your hatred!"
"Cough, cough, cough... You'll get your retribution!"
Hearing this, the killing intent in Li Dalong's heart grew even stronger. Without another word, he ended Ouyang Yuanming's life with a single stroke of his sword. With a surge of Immortal Power, Ouyang Yuanming's corpse turned into a skyful of bloody mist.
Afterward, Li Dalong hurried back to Ye Wuxia's side and looked at her with heartache written all over his face. Fortunately, with the help of spirit medicine, Ye Wuxia's complexion was gradually improving, but her heart remained filled with pain and sorrow.
Li Dalong held her tightly and comforted her softly. "Wuxia, we still have each other. We'll have another child."
Ye Wuxia leaned against Li Dalong's shoulder, tears welling up again. She knew that in this world, Li Dalong alone was her strongest support.
But she felt immeasurable guilt toward this little life that had not even had the chance to be born. Her heart ached terribly, filled with regret and deep self-reproach.
"Baby, Mommy deserves to die! Mommy shouldn't have gone out to have fun. If I'd stayed home cultivating, nothing would have happened. Mommy failed you! Mommy deserves to die! Baby, Mommy