Chapter 26
TN: Unedited. Next chapter will make you sad. And the one after that one will also make you sad in a slightly different way. But it adds flavor to what comes later so hang on to your skirts (or britches) everyone~ Your hankies too~
Footnotes galore because we get introduced to a new character.
The so-called Endless Abyss was an empty space at the junction between the Human Realm and the Demon Realm.
As a transitional space, the Endless Abyss was full of the dangerous and unknown, full of twisted and rent spatial whirlpools and fiery magma.
The disciples present all along this road had already expended a great deal of energy. After the previous exertion, most had collapsed. The only ones left standing were Shen Qingqiu, Luo Binghe, and Shang Qinghua.
Since the Endless Abyss was opened, it meant that there would be demonic things coming out from that side.
The three people held their breaths, vigilant, and calmly waited.
From the darkness, the figure of a tall man walked out.
Once he saw that face as cold as ice and that aura of a godly figure repelling others for thousands of li, Shen Qingqiu immediately knew who he was.
He swept a glance sideways to the pale Shang Qinghua, wanting to laugh but unable to actually laugh.
Why did this future subordinate of Luo Binghe's who did all kinds of evil things at command, committing murder and arson, the jet fuel to his flame, appear here right now!
Mo Beijun [1] was a pure-blooded, legitimate second generation offspring of the demons who inherited his family's territory in the northern boundary of the Demon Realm and succeeded the Demon Lord seat. He came and went like a shadow all the time with nothing to do, heeding no one. Such a maverick character, after being fiercely beaten by the lynched Luo Binghe of that time, inexplicably bowed his head and vowed his allegiance, appointing himself to be at his beck and call. From henceforth, Luo Binghe had yet another errand-runner (……).
However……clearly, according to the original development, there should be at least five hundred chapters before it's your turn to make an appearance, all right Great One?! [2]
Messed up, messed up, everything's messed up!
Shang Qinghua advanced a step forward, questioning sternly: "Who are you? Why are you here?"
Shen Qingqiu: ……Hehe, continuing to pretend?
Isn't that your true direct boss? Letting dangerous creatures into the Immortal Alliance Conference was an order he gave you! You continue pretending!
Mo Beijun slightly inclined towards the side, his handsome and masculine face half submerged in darkness. It let people's hearts feel a deep chill. Shang Qinghua stepped forward another step. He had only just raised his hand when a fierce force lifted him into the air, like hitting and breaking a piece of ancient wood. He fainted, unable to stop spewing out blood straight at Shen Qingqiu, who was unable to stop the admiration in his heart:
Brother, you really go all out for the sake of your job!
In his heart, Shen Qingqiu sighed and groaned in sympathy.
All right, he knew it would still be up to him to make an appearance in the end.
He blocked in front of Mo Beijun's path, holding his sword horizontally in front of him. Neither haughty nor humble, he said: "Is Your Excellency [3] a Demon Realm mediator?"
This was a load of rubbish. If you couldn't see that black mass of demonic energy, then you were blind.
A silver-white light flashed. Luo Binghe actually didn't say a word, blocking in front of Shen Qingqiu.
Earlier he had still been angry and argumentative, but now in the presence of a strong enemy, he blocked in front of him without any hesitation. If you were to say that Shen Qingqiu hadn't been moved at all, it would be false.
Only, he felt more and more that what he was going to have to do to Luo Binghe in a while was really inexcusable. He said: "Binghe, stand down."
Luo Binghe didn't reply or respond. He stood off directly with Mo Beijun, actually unmoved by his power and momentum.
Mo Beijun let out an 'yi,' as though he'd discovered some little thing able to stir up his interest.
Shen Qingqiu raised his voice: "Running wild! Since when does a disciple block in front of the master?"
Mo Beijun said: "You are a Cang Qiong Mountain sect disciple?"
Luo Binghe responded: "Cang Qiong Mountain sect's Qing Jing Peak disciple, Luo Binghe, greeting Your Excellency."
Mo Beijun suddenly smiled coldly: "Immortal, yet not immortal. Demonic, yet not demonic. Interesting."
Hearing these words, Shen Qingqiu suddenly had a feeling of seeing the light.
Could it be…… Mo Beijun's reason in appearing here…… was to take the place of the Black Moon Python Rhinoceros in progressing the plot?
"Immortal, yet not immortal," should be speaking of that Shang Qinghua lying at the side, who didn't forget to vomit blood even while playing dead. Clearly, he was an immortal cultivator, but still worked as hard as a bull or horse for the demons [4]. As for "demonic," there was Luo Binghe present at the scene; who else could it be? After all, Luo Binghe's pair of fiery and discerning eyes [5] revealed at a glance that his bloodline was different from others.
Shen Qingqiu couldn't confirm it, but he also didn't dare take a risk. With a cold voice he ordered: "Binghe, this master's words, will you listen or not? Right now, I want you to quickly leave and bring all the other sect elders nearby to here. Will you go or not?"
Luo Binghe fixed his gaze on that unknown demon man: "Shizun, he won't let any of us leave. We might as well pit our strength together and do battle."
Shen Qingqiu said: "Staying here is only vainly giving up your life."
Luo Binghe said: "Whether it's dying for Shizun, or dying with Shizun, this disciple is perfectly happy to do."
Is that any way to speak, you bear child!
Mo Beijun disdainfully said: "Do battle with me?" The 'don't know the heavens come first and the earth after' [6] phrase, he was polite enough not to say out loud. In his heart, Shen Qingqiu thought, thankfully you didn't say it out loud. It won't even take three years for Luo Binghe to smite you until you can't get up. If you don't honestly become his minion, you'll be hitting your own face!
Mo Beijun spoke again: "That's also good. Then let me see whether your worth is in jin or liang [7] to be able to do battle with me!"
The sounds of his words had hardly landed when a murderous aura expanded in the air.
Shen Qingqiu's steps moved unpredictably. In a moment, he flashed in front of Luo Binghe, his left hand sheathing the Xiu Ya sword. Regardless of whether it was of any use, he blocked first and asked later. His right hand was like an eagle picking up a small chicken, picking up Luo Binghe and throwing him out, sending him outside the range of Mo Beijun's demonic energy. Turning around, he confronted Mo Beijun's palm strike!
Both people's palms met. In Shen Qingqiu's chest, blood rose and churned just as though he'd been struck by someone there. His entire body's spiritual power seemed to be boiling excitedly without end. Though his cultivation wasn't low, this Demon Lord's inheritance had a cheat-like arrangement: the new Demon Lord could directly inherit the previous Demon Lords' collective powers, accumulated generation by generation. As one could imagine, a Core Formation cultivator was nothing to look at in front of Mo Beijun.
But he must try his best!
Facing this kind of odd-tempered, fiercely ambitious person required fighting to the death without any regard for life. That was the only viable method to survive. According to Shen Qingqiu's decades of experience reading all kinds of novels, this type of person would have at least a smidgen of respect for someone who fought a bloody battle to the end and had such hard bones they wouldn't bend in the slightest. Towards a soft-footed, shrimpy-hearted coward, he would definitely have no mercy!
Luo Binghe had been sent out by Shen Qingqiu for a certain distance. On his own initiative, he drew Zheng Yang from its scabbard. Mo Beijun took it away with his hand, sending the dazzling white sword into the shadows with a flick. The body of the sword was unable to bear the demonic energy pouring in like the sea. In a burst of white light, it broke on the spot into pieces.
Mo Beijun's palms opposed Shen Qingqiu's two palms, overwhelmingly holding the upper hand. When he lost interest, he used his power to open up a space between him and Shen Qingqiu. He said: "Aptitude is poor. Foundation and techniques are inflexible. Scram."
Shen Qingqiu: "……"
If it were the original goods hearing these words, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood.
Shen Qingqiu himself in the Human Realm couldn't be said to be an unmatchable genius, but he could at least be said to be a first-rate talent within thousands of li. Cang Qiong Mountain sect's foundational techniques couldn't be called inflexible; it was called orthodox! In Mo Beijun's mouth, it became a bunch of rubbish……
Luo Binghe's sword had broken, but he didn't pay it any mind. But when he saw that Shen Qingqiu had been shaken by the power of the palm strike until his internal organs suffered harm, gritting his teeth and swallowing the blood down into his stomach, his gaze suddenly became gloomy and cold.
The aura around his entire body instantly changed!
Mo Beijun perceived this startling change. His two eyes radiated an excited, bloodthirsty, and cold light: "First I'll finish off this meddling shifu of yours, then fight again!"
Suddenly, a completely black ice sword coalesced in the air. One birthed two, two birthed four, four birthed eight. The sword split into an ice sword array of hundreds, surrounding and shooting from all directions towards Shen Qingqiu!
These ice swords couldn't be defended by normal methods at all, because they were formed from the purest demonic energy. Shen Qingqiu's spiritual power was now nearly exhausted. If they were to confront each other, it would be like facing off against starfire and monstrous waves as high as the sky. The result of this kind of disparity went without saying.
Against a sword array pouring down like rain, in that moment, Shen Qinqiu roared like thunder in his heart.
How much hatred was there, that he couldn't even die a better-looking death and had to be defeated by many hundreds of black swords stuck through his body, until he was pierced into a sieve?! Could you see?!
However, he waited for a long while but didn't feel the pain of swords piercing through his heart.
At this kind of time, if it wasn't Mo Beijun suddenly changing his mind like the wind and withdrawing his sword array, then there was only one person and one possibility that could withstand this wave of murderous attacks.
Shen Qingqiu opened his eyes without any expression on his face.
Sure enough.
In all directions in the air, the dense and countless sword arrays were smashed to pieces. Smashed into pieces very thoroughly, until it was as though they had disappeared without a trace and there was only a sky full of black ice crystals reflecting the moonlight, falling down little by little.
This kind of scene could be described as beautiful.
Sure enough, he stood in the middle of the scene. In Luo Binghe's body and in his eyes, there seemed to be a blizzard gathering around him that could only be described as 'terrifying.'
Introducing Shen Qingqiu this scum villain; whether it was by morality or ability, how could he cause the male protagonist explode forth and block swords for him?!
This was an inhuman battle.
Shen Qingqiu sat next to a large tree, swallowing blood down into his stomach while circulating energy to recover his injuries and watching this mountain-splitting, world-wrecking demon king battle.
The seal on Luo Binghe's demon blood hadn't yet been lifted. Mo Beijun was also only testing him, yet still they fought until it seemed like the heavens and earth were in darkness without the light of the sun or moon. Both people were like stormy seas overflowing with demonic energy, almost like clouds covering the day.
This area was where the Thousand Leaf Cleansing Snow Flower…… this thing is called this name, right?! Right, the essence of the Thousand Leaf Cleansing Flower and its range, demonic creatures completely didn't dare get near. But after getting inundated by the overflowing demonic energy that was like blotting out the sky and covering the earth, the abundant spiritual energy of the Snow Lotus withered and went into necrosis to its roots. Those creatures that lurked and hid in the black shadows all crawled out, greedily picking out the scents that interested them.
Shen Qingqiu saw some Ghost Head Spiders sneakily climbing onto the bodies of a few Cang Qiong sect disciples, their hairy legs about to □□ into their temples. His spiritual power was just about exhausted, so he couldn't use a technique. He could only directly grab their filthy, tangled hair and throw them to the side.
He'd made sure of where he was aiming before throwing. He took care to throw in the direction of this traitor Shang Qinghua's body!
And on that side, Mo Beijun had just about tested and gotten a feel for Luo Binghe's depths, planning on closing in and making a final hit.
His fingers flicked and sent a bright red light into Luo Binghe's forehead.
That light streamed over and made contact with Luo Binghe's forehead, immediately entering his skin, melting into a fiery red seal [8]. Luo Binghe who had gone berserk with the need to kill, didn't know what it was. He only knew that he had a strong headache, almost making him kneel on the ground. His entire body churned with a savage impulse he had no way to expend. Conveniently, with a toss, the demonic energy exploded as though from the barrel of a cannon towards Mo Beijun.
This time the power was extremely strong. Mo Beijun raised his hand and slashed it apart, slightly surprised as he praised: "Not bad."
He also didn't care whether Luo Binghe's consciousness now was clear or not as he speculated to himself: "The Human Realm is not where you should stay. Why do you not return to your origins?"
Now, Shen Qingqiu could finally confirm with one hundred percent certainty.
Yes, Mo Beijun's sudden appearance, was for the purpose of taking the place of the Black Moon Python Rhinoceros!
Only compared to the original, Mo Beijun had done things more thoroughly. He-he-he, he actually directly opened the seal suppressing Luo Binghe's demon blood.
—End Chapter 26—
[1] Mo Beijun (漠北君): Another poor guy who got saddled with a very literal name, courtesy of Airplane Towards the Sky. His name translates directly to his lineage, i.e. Mo (Desert) Bei (North) Jun (Gentleman/Lord/Monarch). So Northern Desert Lord/Monarch is the closest approximation.
[2] Great One (大大): Not sure if this means 'dad' or 'great one.' But meaning is pretty much the same.
[3] "Is this gentleman…": The term used is gexia (閣下) which is a rather formal way of speaking. My trusty little dictionary says it translates to 'Your Excellency.'
[4] Worked hard as a bull or horse (當牛做馬): A saying mean to slave away for someone or something. In this context, it's referring to how bulls and horses are farm animals for hard labor.
[5] …fiery and discerning eyes (如炬的火眼金睛): This was hard to translate. Literally, it's saying that Binghe's got torchlike/fiery eyes. Huo yan jin jing (火眼金睛) is more complicated, translating more literally to 'fiery eyes and diamond pupils.' The meaning however, is more like he's got piercing/discerning eyes.
[6] 'Don't know the heavens come first and the earth after' (不知天高地厚): A phrase meaning someone not knowing their place, in my interpretation. My dictionary's giving me 'high as the heavens and deep as the earth' meaning 'complexity of things.'
[7] …Worth is in jin or liang…: Jin (斤) and liang (兩) are units of weight. Mo Beijun is basically saying that he's going to see if Binghe is all talk or has the strength to back it up.
[8] Fiery red seal (紋章): Wen zhang translates to 'coat-of-arms,' but I think it sounds better as 'seal.' From my understanding, this 'seal' is both a leftover of the seal locking his blood and an identifier for his demon bloodline. In Chinese culture, seal stamps are important little things that might be only a couple Chinese characters long at most (or a single one) but can be personalized to an individual or to a specific family/clan/what-have-you. You can just imagine a single red Chinese character glowing on his forehead if it helps.
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Chapter 27
TN: Unedited. Bold words were in English from the start lol, not Chinese.
Shen Qingqiu was shocked by this straightforward style to the point of being unable to speak. He saw Mo Beijun just turn around and leave!
Finished his mission and left…… this NPC really did things thoroughly and to the point, briskly…… he came from the darkness, he also returned to the darkness. He came mysteriously and he also went mysteriously. However, he was originally a mysterious character. Wherever Luo Binghe needed him, he would without logic appear there, so this kind of arrangement couldn't be considered far-fetched.
What was far-fetched was only what Shen Qingqiu had to face doing next, an extremely important trial.
Experiencing a fierce battle, half-kneeling in the midst of ruins, Luo Binghe's two eyes looked blank but about to tear apart anything at any moment. Pondering for a moment, the inside of his brain now was like a volcano dormant for twelve years suddenly erupting all at once, the blood flowing through his blood vessels like magma. Even thinking about it hurt. Even Shen Qingqiu's head started to ache a little.
The system issued an unprecedentedly sharp tip:
【Warning! Important new mission: Endless Abyss and Endless Hatred, has officially opened! If unable to be completed, the protagonist's coolness level -20,000! 】
Wait a moment.
Yesterday I confirmed with you, and didn't you say it was 10,000?
Only a few days have passed, and yet it's multiplied several times?
System, fuck your mother until she explodes (#‵′)凸!
Shen Qingqiu's own injuries hadn't recovered. He weakly wobbled over to the side of Luo Binghe, who was still and half-mad. Pa pa pa a few strikes on his back [1], he inserted a few strands of remnant spiritual energy into his body.
Did you think that it was that simple for it to take effect?
Luo Binghe not only hadn't become conscious again, the demonic energy inside his body rebounded out instead, pushing Shen Qinqiu to spit out a mouthful of the blood he'd repressed for so long on the spot.
At this moment, Luo Binghe finally awakened slightly.
Shizun…… was in front of him……
……blood…… suffered an injury?
He slowly pulled away from his chaotic state, able to piece together a few blurry words said to him. That familiar face also gradually became clear.
Shen Qingqiu saw that he finally regained clarity. He rubbed away the blood at the corner of his mouth.
Calmly, he said: "Awake?"
Pausing for a moment, he also said: "If awake, we can have a good talk."
Shen Qingqiu said: "Luo Binghe, tell the truth, how long have you been cultivating demonic techniques?"
Once these words were spoken out loud, Luo Binghe felt as though he'd dropped from a high altitude into a bone-chilling pond. Even if he didn't want to be conscious, there was no way.
He saw Shen Qingqiu's face cold as ice and frost, his heart dropping straight down.
In the past, Shen Qingqiu would always call him Binghe, and wouldn't directly call his full name.
He whispered: "Shizun, this disciple can explain."
Although Luo Binghe was still an adolescent, he was always composed and calm, with an old head on his young shoulders. This time, an expression of alarm and bewilderment could actually be seen on his face as he hurriedly wanted to explain, but didn't know where to start. The dignified male protagonist had fallen low like this. Shen Qingqiu saw it and couldn't stand to watch it any longer, his heart unable to bear it. He rushed ahead and snapped: "Shut your mouth!"
Seeing him speechless, he felt that he hadn't had a good grasp on things and was overly harsh. Luo Binghe had also been scared by him into falling down, just like a child that had been struck, confused and ignorant. His dark black eyes just stared at him like that, his mouth obediently shut.
Shen Qingqiu relentlessly fixed his gaze on him without softening, dully enunciating his words: "From when did you start?"
"……Two years ago."
Shen Qingqiu was silent. He wondered if it was necessary to ask this child. He was so honest, he truly must have been scared silly.
But he didn't know that Luo Binghe would automatically interpret his silence as: 'Very good. You treacherous disciple, you actually hid this from me for so long!'
Shen Qingqiu softly said: "Two years. No wonder you advanced by leaps and bounds to this degree. Luo Binghe, Luo Binghe, you are worthy enough. You truly have a natural talent."
In truth, these words were expressing his heartfelt feelings of admiration. Originally, as the male protagonist, he indeed had a good natural talent…… but if pressed to ask if there were other feelings, there would be envy plus a smidgen of jealousy.
But in Luo Binghe's ears, the meaning was completely different.
In an instant, he directly knelt down in front of Shen Qingqiu.
Shen Qingqiu in his heart was scared into a CRY. Fuck me, from the first time I met you, you knelt; how come we've come to this day and you're still kneeling to me?! This boy has yellow gold under his knees. Once the male protagonist kneels, my life is gone; this old lady truly can't afford to endure it! He waved his sleeve and shouted: "Don't kneel to me!"
Luo Binghe was forced by the movement of his sleeve to retreat some steps, stunned as though his six vital organs had trouble working.
Did he not even have the privilege of kneeling to Shizun and asking for forgiveness anymore?
He mumbled, "But Shizun, you've said before that people can be good or evil, and that demons can also be good or evil."
Have I said it before? Shen Qingqiu seriously thought for a while.
It seemed like he truly did say so before!
If he were to change his mind and refute it right now, would it be a little too shameless?
"You are not an ordinary demon." Shen Qingqiu calmly related: "You are an ancient Heavenly Demon. This family has always killed countless people in the Human Realm. They have caused countless sins, no matter how things are said. They cannot be mentioned in the same breath as other demons."
Personally hearing Shen Qingqiu speak like this broke his hopes. Luo Binghe's eyes turned red.
He tremblingly said: "But you've said it before."
I've said a lot of words before. Back then, I also stated that Shen Qingqiu should be castrated, enough to cover several hundred-story buildings in shining red words!
……It wasn't funny at all.
Shen Qingqiu, who was always good at doing tsukkomis and adjusting himself, couldn't relax.
He could only once again brainwash himself with this reason: The pain and suffering Luo Binghe undergoes right now are all necessary experiences for his wish to become a person above all others in the future.
Shen Qingqiu silently lifted his head and held his hand in a sword mnemonic, retrieving the Xiu Ya sword, holding it in his hand.
The hand holding his sword shook, subtle veins appearing with the faint force exerted. Luo Binghe unbelievingly said: "Shizun, you really want to kill me?"
Shen Qingqiu's gaze went straight through his figure: "I don't want to kill you."
In Luo Binghe's memories, he had never before seen Shen Qingqiu use such a cold and resolute expression towards himself. Even it was back when he had first entered Cang Qiong Mountain sect and he wasn't in Shizun's eyes, his gaze when he looked at him had never been so hollow, as if nothing was there.
He felt that Shen Qingqiu's towering gaze was no different from when he directed his judgment at those demons in the past, whether they were evil or not. There was not a trace of warmth.
Shen Qingqiu said: "Only, what that person said earlier wasn't wrong. The Human Realm is not where you should be. You should return to your place of origin."
He walked forward a step, Luo Binghe retreated a step, until both people pushed onwards before the Endless Abyss.
With a turn of the head, it was possible to see the tumultuous demonic energy roiling in the ravine endlessly, tens of thousands of wails, thousands of pairs of deformed arms stretching out from the crack facing towards the Human Realm, seeking blood and flesh. The places deeper in the depths were concealed by ominous black fog and crimson ghostlight.
Shen Qingqiu pointed the Xiu Ya sword diagonally down at the Abyss and said: "Will you go down yourself, or do you need me to make a move?"
Actually, he selfishly hoped that Luo Binghe would go down himself. Though this treatment was too cruel to him, it would still be better than being hit down by Shen Qingqiu.
But Luo Binghe didn't give up.
There was no way for him to believe that the Shizun who treated him so well would really push him down.
Even though the Xiu Ya sword stabbed at his chest, he was still holding onto that last thread of hope.
Shen Qingqiu didn't want to stab him. Truly. He only wanted to wave his sword around and scare him so that Luo Binghe, for the sake of dodging, would retreat a step and naturally fall down. But he hadn't guessed that Luo Binghe would stand there so calmly and receive his sword upfront.
Dead. Originally, he'd only fallen down. Now there was an extra stab added!
On the contrary, Luo Binghe held the sword edge, though without force. He only held it lightly, as though saying that if Shen Qingqiu wanted to use more force, the Xiu Ya sword would be able to continue to pierce until it went through his chest.
Luo Binghe's throat quivered slightly, without saying a word. Though the sword had clearly not yet pierced the heart, Shen Qingqiu felt like he could feel his heartbeat through his sword to his hand, his arm, and to his own heart.
Shen Qingqiu silently withdrew the sword.
Because of this action, Luo Binghe's body shook a little but quickly regained stability. Seeing that Shen Qingqiu hadn't pierced through, his originally dim eyes flashed faintly with light just like how after a fire, there were embers in the ashes.
Yet afterwards, Shen Qingqiu had to use his last blow and extinguish the last hint of light in his eyes.
He knew that Luo Binghe definitely wouldn't counterattack.
He knew even more definitely that he was afraid that he would never forget that desperate gaze of Luo Binghe's as he fell down.
One strike to send him down!
By the time Cang Qiong Mountain sect, Huan Hua Palace, and Tian Yi Overlook cultivators had finished cleaning up the monsters and arrived, the rent space of the Endless Abyss had already closed.
Shen Qingqiu had properly treated the wounds of all the disciples that had fainted and lay on the ground (aside from the pretending-to-be-unconscious Shang Qinghua). He hadn't taken care of himself, his clothes spotted all over with blood. His face was emotionless, his expression pale. He looked extremely sorry and embarrassing. Yue Qingyuan went forward to take his pulse and his brows wrinkled as he frowned. He let the expert Mu Qingfang come over to take a look. Each sect went to the disordered mass of people on the ground to find their own, then lifting them up and taking them away for further treatment.
Liu Qingge suddenly found there was one less person and asked: "What about that disciple of yours?"
Shen Qingqiu didn't answer, picking up the shattered sword fragments on the ground.
Qing Jing Peak's disciples rushed over. The sharp-eyed Ming Fan saw that sword and supportively said: "Shizun, that sword, isn't that……"
At the beginning, he had thought about the Zheng Yang sword on Wan Jian Peak for many years. After it had been pulled out by Luo Binghe, his heart burned with jealousy and he had spent countless nights tossing and turning. Naturally he wouldn't admit it.
Ning Yingying suddenly started crying with a 'wa' sound: "Shizun, you-you, don't you scare me. Isn't this… is this Ah Luo's Zheng Yang?"
Four bursts of whispers: "Zheng Yang sword?" "You're talking about Peak Lord Shen's beloved disciple?" "If the sword is here, then the person is here. This sword is broken, where's the person?" "He couldn't have also…… hai hai." [2]
Someone exclaimed: "If so, then it's really a pity. Young hero Luo all down this path has become the leader on the Immortal Alliance Conference's gold ranking board!" "Heaven envies genius, Heaven envies genius!" [3]
Among these people, there were those who sighed, who were astonished, who were sad, and those who were just joining in.
Ning Yingying started crying on the spot.
Although Ming Fan hated Luo Binghe, he never really wanted him to die. Also, thinking of how Shizun came to be so fond of him, and how this stinky fellow had now died without even bones left; Shizun must be very sad, his spirits unable to be lifted. The entire Qing Jing Peak was covered by a cloud of gloom. Xian Shu Peak's Qi Qingqi received Liu Mingyan, but they were also moved.
Liu Qingge was bad at words. He patted Shen Qingqiu's shoulder: "Your disciple is gone, but you can still accept another."
Though he knew he had intended to comfort him, Shen Qingqiu still wanted to send him a feeble glare. Anyone who hadn't thrown their own male protagonist and division disciple down into the Endless Abyss were all people who were talking without feeling back pain! [4]
Forget it, forget it. Everything was a forgone conclusion.
Shen Qingqiu said slowly: "Qing Jing Peak's disciple, Luo Binghe, was harmed by demons and died."
—End Chapter 27—
[1] Pa pa pa a few strikes on his back…: Qingqiu's pressing some important acupoints as well as transferring energy via his palms. It's a thing okay, acupoints help with that stuff since they're important spots on meridians. XD
[2] Hai hai…: SFX for coughing.
[3] Heaven envies genius…: Usually a saying used in cultivation novels. It's like the saying that good people die young, only it's 'genius dies young' in this case.
[4] Talking without feeling back pain (站著說話不腰疼): I'm guessing this means that they're all people who are talking/offering condolences despite having not felt the pain themselves.
TN: Misunderstandings galore, am I right? *clutches hankie*
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