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Chapter 1115 - Chapter 1115 Chapter Four Hundred and Nine The Best Weapon

Chapter 1115: Chapter Four Hundred and Nine: The Best Weapon Chapter 1115: Chapter Four Hundred and Nine: The Best Weapon “Not abandoning someone is considered to have affection and righteousness, but is it worth getting everyone killed just to feel better about oneself? What is the difference between this kind of righteousness and hypocrisy, isn’t it just showing off your valuing righteousness over life?

“What do you think made this man stay calm even after being swallowed by the dragon? It’s because he thought you had already escaped to safety. Otherwise, do you really believe that a seasoned Fierce Realm warrior wielding an Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul couldn’t find a chance to escape?”

“In life, one always faces such difficult choices: do you choose to make it easy for yourself or not let everyone’s efforts go to waste? Now it’s time for you to make your choice!”

Tang Luo’s face was cold, his right palm, now reduced to bone, was like a knife, cutting off all the hands holding the wheelchair. The Spirit Art was broken instantly, and Sister Xiu’er stumbled forward a few steps before she managed to steady herself.

The woman who turned her head was full of anger: “What are you doing!?”

“You can’t even stand steadily, and yet you want to lead us to escape?” Tang Luo’s face was cold, his tone simulated by Spiritual Energy full of ridicule: “Your Spiritual Power is less than a third of what it used to be, and your meridians and bones have suffered to varying extents, even the flow of Spiritual Energy is no longer smooth!”

“Don’t be in a hurry to deny it. When you were at your peak, you could control dozens of cloud hands at the same time. If you were really in a hurry to travel, while controlling these few cloud hands to hold onto us tightly, couldn’t you also use some sort of cloud-based Escape Technique?”

“If you don’t even have enough Spiritual Power to use an Escape Technique, how could you still perform the secret Retractive Breath Technique? You must be aware yourself that the chance of escaping with us is slimmer than finding a pearl in the vast sea; you have absolutely no idea where the road ahead lies. You’re just stubbornly refusing to leave us behind, that’s all.”

“But have you thought about what meaning there is in such a stubbornness.”

“This person’s soul is withering and his Spiritual Energy is dispersing. In at most an hour or two, he will be dead. And with your current connections and resources, the only one who could save him is Master Yanshan from Fuyun Temple outside the city. Let’s not even discuss whether two hours is enough time for you to reach Fuyun Temple, even if you did make it there, what then? Or do you think a tragedy involving the death of three is not big enough and wish to drag the master down with us?”)

Sister Xiu’er was so angry she trembled all over, and with a shaky voice, she said: “How can you say that? I’ve never thought that way!”

“What you think has never mattered, what matters is what you do!” The half-face with only the bony forehead and teeth moved as if smiling: “Is a mistake made out of kindness not a mistake?”

During the half year they had spent together, although they often quarreled, it was the first time they had such a harsh exchange due to guilt and a sense of unjust treatment, which burst out all at once.

Tears slid down her cheeks as Sister Xiu’er cried hysterically: “Right, I’m stupid, I’m dumb, are you satisfied now? I’m just a burden. If it weren’t for me, my uncle would not have exposed his whereabouts, and you wouldn’t have had to merge with the Demon Heart and be gravely injured. It’s all my fault, are you satisfied now!”

After the hysterical outburst came desperate sorrow. Sister Xiu’er squatted down, hugging her knees, burying her head between her legs, and began sobbing uncontrollably, heartbroken.

This was actually not the first time Tang Luo had made a girl cry. Those young ladies from the Lanshan City clans who visited, seldom left without being rebuked by Tang Luo, many leaving in tears.

But Tang Luo found those tears to be nothing more than pretense; he lacked both concern and even the barest inclination to partake in comfort. Yet, watching Sister Xiu’er crouched on the ground in her wretched state, he couldn’t help but feel a wave of turmoil within him.

“Hey, stop crying!”

“Woohoo woohoo.”

“Sometimes it’s better to think of a solution than to cry. Can crying solve anything!?”

“What can be done!”

With her face streaked with tears like a tabby cat, Sister Xiu’er lifted her head with a pout and said in grievance: “I’m already like this, and you still scold me!”

“I’m not!”

“You are!!”

“I’m just speaking the truth!”

Dry defenses are meaningless in the face of a woman’s tears.

In the Spirit World Passage, only the sorrowful cries and mutterings of a woman could be heard: “Wuu wuu wuu, why do you always make me choose, I don’t want to choose, I would rather my mother had not pushed me into the Spirit World Passage, wuu wuu wuu wuu wuu!”

“The guards bullied me, the Xiang Family bullied me, even you want to bully me, wuu wuu wuu, the merchant caravan I invested in didn’t even recoup its capital, I’m so pitiful, ahh wuu wuu wuu wuu wuu wuu!”

“Uh…I didn’t bully you.”

“You did, you did!”

Xiu’er then lifted her head, her voice filled with grievance, “You are bullying me, you even called me stupid, waah wuu wuu wuu~”

Nobody knew where all this grievance came from, it was as if she had suddenly lost all capability to communicate, merely repeating her self-pity.

“I really didn’t, what I said was just to stop you from acting rashly, all those were just words, don’t take them so much to heart!!”

“Words are enough to hurt someone, you really meant it!”

Biting back her tears, Xiu’er stood up and wiped the tears from her face with a sweep of her hand: “But you’re right, I can’t move recklessly now, I need to stabilize my uncle’s injury first!”

At first, Sister Xiu’er thought Yun Quan had merely lost consciousness and that, given the strong physical constitution of someone from the Fierce Realm, he should be able to recover slowly.

But compared with her own judgement, she would rather trust the Devil Lord Gou Chen’s assessment. Even if all his cultivation was gone, his martial prowess was still far superior to hers, and if he had said her uncle only had two more hours to live, there definitely was no mistake.

“What are you planning to do?”

The suddenly invigorated and tearful Xiu’er gave Tang Luo a sense of inexplicable danger, “You’re not thinking of going out to find medicine, are you? Are you crazy? To stabilize such an injury, you need at least a Life Creation Pill of that caliber, and you can only find such medicine in clan-owned medicine shops, clan-owned medicine shops, do you understand what that means?”

“In such shops, there’s always at least one seated expert, and they are all the best of those who have shed the Mortal Realm, with your current situation, there’s no chance you could forcefully take it okay!”

A Divine Artifact also depends on who uses it. If the Immortal Cloud Whisk Soul were in Tang Luo’s hands, just the peak cultivation of shedding the Mortal Realm would enable him to contend with an ordinary Martial Ancestor, but in Sister Xiu’er’s hands, it could only maintain an unbeatable position.

That’s why the holy places only bestow Divine Artifacts to the most outstanding disciples, not because these outstanding disciples need special treatment, but because they can unleash the greatest efficacy of the Divine Artifacts.

“You make a good point, but I must still try!”

Unfazed, Sister Xiu’er was about to form the hand seals to control the Spirit World Passage, when Tang Luo urgently called her to stop.

“Stop!”

“What now!?”

“Is this your uncle?”

“Yes.”

“Your own uncle?”

“…”

“How does he treat you? Okay, forget I asked!”

Tang Luo looked at the middle-aged man in the passage, whose fate was unknown yet who seemed at peace, as if he had resolved a burden off his mind, and said angrily, “Consider me unlucky!”