Chapter 501: I Can't Do It (1)

e Red cry, to the point of almost dying from crying. Who could blame her for being his little shadow, my little shadow, when she has to pay the price.Thus, Daoxuan wouldn't end his song just like that...Chapter 501 I Can't Do It Part 1

"By killing you today, I'm declaring war on the Fu Yun Sect. Does that need further explanation" Qi Bupo said disdainfully. Indeed, having killed the sect leader's daughter already wasn’t this considered a declaration of war

"There’s no point in saying more, Qing Yi. What needs to be repaid still needs to be repaid. I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time," Luo Yuntian shook his head and sighed.

"Alright then, let's die together. I know you’re unhappy, but regardless of how it turns out, I am your wife, even in the underworld," Yun Qingyi seemed to have given up as well.

"Yuntian…" Luo Yunque was torn between heaven and earth. If he saved Luo Yuntian now, it would likely involve half of his clan. Sacrificing others for one person wasn’t worth it.

At this moment, the helplessness of a patriarch was displayed. Others just needed to follow orders, but the patriarch had to make decisions that were hard to accept no matter what they were.

In light of the situation, only sacrificing for greater gain could be done!

"Big brother, there's no need to say more. This was my fault this time, and I shouldn't have dragged the clan into it," Luo Yuntian said as he took a step forward.

"But…," biting his teeth, though Luo Yunque said that, how could he bear watching Luo Yuntian being killed

"There’s nothing to argue about. This is my personal grudge. I also don’t want the Luo family involved. Just consider this my request," Luo Yuntian shook his head and said.

"Alright, you guys can rest assured; I will take care of Yinping well." Luo Yunque was equally helpless but could only offer comfort.

“Thank you big brother, your intentions are clear to me,” said Luo Yuntian. Then he walked step by step towards the front and looked at Qi Bupo across from him: “Go ahead.”

"Although I very much want to fight with you, in your current state, I don't feel like fighting. Moreover, you will never have a chance to catch up to me; I can’t wait for you! So let me give you a quick death!!" Qi Bupo said then struck out, delivering a simple palm strike.

This palm seemed simple but everyone immediately understood the gap between them. It was fortunate that the Luo family hadn't stubbornly contested just now; if they had, even inviting divine-level experts wouldn’t necessarily guarantee victory over this Qi Bupo.

Because Qi Bupo himself was already a divine-level expert with an incomparably profound realm. No one here could resist him, not even in coalition— all would be easily broken by him. This wasn't on the same level at all.

Mere Qi Bupo alone was enough to make people powerless before him; much less his numerous subordinates. He didn’t need to massacre them to thank heaven and earth.

Luo Yuntian seemed unimpressed, twenty years had passed already. Originally, Qi Bupo was a genius who had reached the peak of the emperor realm two decades ago, so it wasn't strange that he's now divine-level.

If Luo Yuntian hadn’t given up on himself over these past twenty years, perhaps he too would have become a divine-level expert by now, or even stronger than Qi Bupo.

Qi Bupo’s palm was fast but also slow. He intentionally slowed it down so that Luo Yuntian could feel the fear of death. That wasn’t to say he didn't want to execute him quickly; killing Luo Yuntian with a single palm stroke would already be considered quick enough.

If it were someone else, they might even torture Luo Yuntian first, killing his wife and daughter before finishing him off, leaving him in agony.

Therefore, Qi Bupo’s current lack of enthusiasm was nothing. As a foe, he was already doing well; perhaps because of his prideful nature, he didn’t want to do things that would be ridiculed by others.

Luo Yuntian closed his eyes and waited quietly for death, which immediately lost Qi Bupo interest, speeding up the force of his palm strike.

Could Xiyao watch Luo Yuntian die right before him He couldn’t but what could he do It seemed like there was nothing he could do. The opponent was divine-level and beyond his capabilities; going to help would only result in being a companion in death.

Everyone felt that this situation couldn't be changed— whoever went up would just add another person to the list of those sent to their deaths. Even if a divine-level expert came, it wouldn’t make much difference as the opponent wasn’t just one divine-level expert but had many holy-level experts among his subordinates. Unless superpowers mobilized all their forces, there was no way to stop him.

Everyone could only watch Luo Yuntian die despite wanting to save him in their hearts— they were powerless!

No one thought that Luo Yuntian’s death would change at this moment until an unimaginable thing happened— something no one had anticipated. They saw a figure stepping in front of Luo Yuntian right before the strike, being easily struck and sent flying, along with Luo Yuntian far away.

If it were Yun Qingyi, they could understand but it was clearly not her; Yun Qingyi originally wanted to be killed by Qi Bupo's palm stroke, feeling that he would casually give her a palm stroke after killing Luo Yuntian and send her to join him.

"Xiyao!"

Everyone saw that the person was a young man— the very one who had spoken of the Shadow Moon Valley’s Xiyao earlier. But no one understood why Xiyao would step forward; those in the dark might think it was due to deep feelings, but those in the know knew that Xiyao and Luo Yuntian were merely drinking buddies.

Why did he shield Luo Yuntian from that palm strike Did he have the ability to withstand it But the result was obvious: Xianyao couldn't fend off a single palm strike.

Everyone saw how the upper part of Xianyao's clothes were torn apart by the force of the palm, and there was an indentation in his chest. Under normal circumstances, no one could survive such an injury; this included martial artists as well, even those at a god-level realm. However, Xianyao was merely at an emperor level.

"I will kill you!" The Third Master roared and charged at Qi Bupu with his most powerful technique. If this technique were displayed before ordinary people, it would be comparable to a storm in terms of destructive power.

But against Qi Bupu, it was nothing more than child's play. With just a slight wave of his hand, he effortlessly deflected the Third Master’s attack and sent him flying. The Third Master immediately spat blood and suffered severe injuries. Just one move was enough to defeat the Saint-level Third Master, and this disparity was terrifying.

Actually, Qi Bupu could have killed the Third Master with a single strike but did not do so; this wasn’t out of mercy, merely because he didn't pay much attention to him.

The one who mattered was Xianyao. He looked at Xianyao in confusion...

"Why" Luo Yuntian wondered as he had just checked Xianyao's injuries and found them fatal. Why would he sacrifice himself for Luo Yuntian Why

Luo Yuntian couldn't understand, no matter how hard he tried.

"For nothing... cough..." As soon as Xianyao spoke, blood spurted out of his mouth. The gruesome sight was heartbreaking, and on his face there seemed to be no regret but rather a hint of a smile.

"I can't watch you die in front of me; I just couldn’t…" Xianyao smiled.

He knew he might have died for nothing, yet he still could not bear it. He couldn't stand watching Luo Yuntian die before him; even if it meant dying himself, he had to shield the blow for Luo Yuntian.

"Why We've only drunk a few times together, and even if we got along well, you don’t need to do this. You'll die!" Luo Yuntian was perplexed.

“This is what I owe you... cough... Qi Bupu, though I know you won't give up, I hope my death will save your life…” After struggling to finish his words, Xianyao closed his eyes, as if the life force had left him.

"Xianyao!!"

"Brother!"

...

Luo Qing and others gasped softly. Lingling screamed, while Vermillion Bird Thunder muttered something; none of them expected the situation to turn out this way.

Lingling suddenly remembered Xianyao's words: "History will record you, but just briefly. If you die like this..."

"You owe me What do I owe you" Luo Yuntian looked utterly baffled.

Seeing this, everyone was confused as well. What exactly happened between Xianyao and Luo Yuntian that made him save the latter at the cost of his own life in such a manner There must be an underlying reason for this extreme action, but Luo Yuntian didn't seem to know what it was, which was strange.

Xianyao was one of the most important figures in the Luo family now; if he were to survive, he would surely become a core member. His death was more devastating to the Luo family than Luo Yuntian's.

If they had a choice, even Luo Qing might choose for Luo Yuntian to die rather than Xianyao—though this is somewhat selfish, it was true.

Why

This question didn't just appear in Luo Yuntian's mind but also echoed in the minds of Luo Qing and others. They couldn’t understand why Xianyao would sacrifice himself for Luo Yuntian; perhaps there might be a reason if it were the Third Master instead.

"Young man, although I think highly of you, your self-sacrificing behavior is foolish! Your death won't change his fate…" Qi Bupu appeared in front of Luo Yuntian and said coldly. He wouldn’t alter his thoughts because Xianyao sacrificed himself for the sake of righteousness; it was impossible.

He still gave a palm strike, aiming at Luo Yuntian's head. This time, the speed was much faster than before, surpassing anyone’s ability to intercept, not even a god-level martial artist could intervene in time. Such an outcome would never occur as with Xianyao.

The result of this palm strike was unequivocal unless Qi Bupu himself stopped. This was impossible; he wanted Luo Yuntian dead regardless of sacrifices made today. Even if everyone died, he would still kill Luo Yuntian.

Just as everyone thought it inevitable and unavoidable, the situation changed once more!

The moment Qi Bupu's hand stopped was just inches away from Luo Yuntian’s head; one more inch and Luo Yuntian would have been killed for sure.

(To be continued)m."Your Highness, the king wishes for you to come forth!"After Princess Wenya discreetly observed for a while, she was summoned by her attendant. Whatever she knows about, it should be that the result...