Wei WuXian continued, “That’s a great reason you came up with. Unfortunately, the years don’t add up. Someone like you who seeks revenge for the smallest things and murders in such ruthless ways wouldn’t have waited so many years to finish off one clan, would you? You know the reason why you killed Chang Ping.”
Xue Yang, “Then, tell me. What do I know? What do I know?!”
He shouted the last sentence. Wei WuXian asked again, “You didn’t just kill him. Why did you choose to use lingchi, the torture that represents ‘punishment’? If you were avenging for yourself, why did you use Shuanghua, instead of your own Jiangzai? Why did you dig out his eyes and make it so that he was just like Xiao XingChen?”
Xue Yang shouted himself hoarse, “Nonsense! That’s all nonsense! It’s revenge—why in the world would I have let him die comfortably?”
Wei WuXian, “You were indeed seeking revenge, but whose revenge were you actually seeking? What a joke. If you wanted to seek revenge, the one you should’ve executed lingchi on is yourself!”
With two whooshes, the sharp noises of something slicing the air came right at him. Wei WuXian didn’t even flinch. Wen Ning darted in front of him and intercepted two nails that shone a cruel, black light. Xue Yang let off a series of horrifying laughter, as though he was a screeching owl. The laughter died down at once, and he quieted. He ceased to pay heed to Wei WuXian and went back to fighting with Lan WangJi amid the fog.
Wei WuXian thought in silence, The little delinquent has got such a high vitality. It’s as if he can’t feel pain at all and will be fine no matter where he’s injured. If only he talks a bit more and Lan Zhan stabs him a few more times. I’m sure that he won’t be able to jump around anymore after his arms and legs are chopped off. Well, unfortunately, he’s no longer taking the bait!
Suddenly, a series of crisp knocks came from within the fog.
Thinking quick, Wei WuXian shouted, “Lan Zhan, attack where the pole knocks!”
Lan WangJi lunged at once. Xue Yang let out a suppressed moan. A moment later, the bamboo pole sounded again, at a place a few meters away!
Lan WangJi continued to attack where the noise came from. Xue Yang threatened, “Little Blind, aren’t you scared that I’ll break you into pieces, following me around like that?”
Ever since she was killed by Xue Yang, A-Qing had always been hiding so that he didn’t find her. However, for some reason, Xue Yang didn’t really care about such a ghost either, as though he felt that she was too weak to be cautious of. Now, though, A-Qing followed behind Xue Yang as if she was his shadow. Knocking her bamboo pole and revealing his location, she pointed out to Lan WangJi where he should attack!
Xue Yang’s movements were extremely quick. He immediately appeared somewhere else. When she lived, A-Qing had also been a fast runner. Now that she was a ghost, she stuck closely to him as though she was a curse. She knocked her pole on the ground as quickly as she could. The crisp taps sounded near and far, left and right, in front and behind. They were impossible to avoid. As soon as they sounded, Bichen’s sword glare followed immediately!
In the beginning, Xue Yang moved through the fog as though a fish amid water. He could both hide and sneak attacks however he wanted to. Yet, now, he had to spare attention to deal with A-Qing. With a curse, he quickly threw a talisman behind him. Immediately after the split second of distraction, following A-Qing’s bone-chilling screech, Bichen pierced through his chest!
Although A-Qing’s ghost had already been destroyed by Xue Yang’s talisman and there ceased to be any noise that revealed where he was, the attack was vital. Xue Yang couldn’t continue to be as unpredictable as before!
From amid the fog came the noises of someone coughing up blood. Wei WuXian tossed out a Spirit-trapping Pouch for it to save A-Qing’s soul. With heavy steps, Xue Yang walked for a while, then suddenly launched forward. With his hands extended, he roared, “Give me it!”
Bichen’s blue light split through the air. Lan WangJi cleanly severed off one of his arms.
Blood spurted out at once. In front of Wei WuXian, a large area of white fog had been stained red. The scent of blood was so overwhelming that even a single breath brought in a moist, rusty odor. However, he didn’t care about it at all. He concentrated on solely searching and absorbing the soul of A-Qing that had been scattered. On the other hand, although Xue Yang didn’t make a single noise, there came the heavy sound of knees dropping onto the ground. It seemed that he had lost so much blood that he finally collapsed, unable to walk any further.
Lan WangJi summoned Bichen again. The next attack would cut off Xue Yang’s head!
Yet, suddenly, blue flames shot from the fog-covered earth to the sky.
It was fire from a transportation talisman!
Wei WuXian knew that the situation wasn’t bright. Not caring for the dangers within the fog, he rushed over. Immediately afterward, he had almost slipped on the ground. Where the bloody scent was strongest, the ground was covered in wet, still-fresh blood, all from Xue Yang’s severed arm.
However, Xue Yang was gone.
Lan WangJi walked over. Wei WuXian asked, “The gravedigger?”
Xue Yang’s most vital organ had been injured by Bichen, and he lost an arm as well. Judging from the amount of blood loss, he’d die for sure. It’d have been impossible for him to still have enough energy and spiritual powers to use a transportation talisman.
Lan WangJi nodded slightly, “I gave the gravedigger three blows. As he was close to being captured, a group of walking corpses attacked and allowed him the opportunity to escape.”
Wei WuXian spoke with a serious expression, “Although he was injured, the gravedigger still brought away Xue Yang’s corpse, even though it cost him extensive spiritual powers. He probably knew who Xue Yang was and what he could do. Bringing away Xue Yang’s corpse… was to search if he carried the Stygian Tiger Seal with him.”
It was rumored that, after Xue Yang had been “eliminated” by Jin GuangYao, the Stygian Tiger Seal was lost. But, seeing from the current situation, it was very likely that he carried the seal with him. Tens of thousands of walking corpses, even fierce corpses, had been gathered in Yi City. They would’ve been extremely difficult to control with only corpse-poisoning powder and nails through the skull. Only the Stygian Tiger Seal could explain how Xue Yang commanded them at his wish, ordering them to obey him and attack for him. Somebody as crafty and mistrustful as him definitely wouldn’t put the Tiger Seal somewhere they couldn’t see. Only keeping it on him at all times would’ve made him feel a sense of security. When the gravedigger brought away his corpse, he brought away the Stygian Tiger Seal as well.
This was no trivial matter at all. Wei WuXian’s voice was stern, “Now that the situation is already like this, we can only hope that there’s a limit to the powers of the Tiger Seal that Xue Yang restored.”
Suddenly, with a light toss, Lan WangJi passed something to him.
Wei WuXian caught it perfectly, “What is it?”
Lan WangJi, “The right hand.”
He had tossed over a new Qiankun Pouch. Having finally remembered why they had came to Yi City at the first place, Wei WuXian brightened up, “The right hand of our dear friend?”
Lan WangJi, “Mnn.”