Chapter 125 - The Death of Ye Tianxin
Lu Zhou waved his arm. He did not even look at the female cultivator when he walked out of the great hall with his hands on his back.
Little Yuan’er, Mingshi Yin, and Duanmu Sheng followed closely behind him.
A short while later, Lu Zhou arrived at the south pavilion.
Some female cultivators were already waiting for him at the south pavilion’s entrance. When they saw Lu Zhou, they fell to their knees. “Greetings, Pavilion Master!”
Lu Zhou ignored them, directly making his way to where Ye Tianxian was being held. He waved his arms and a wave of energy pushed the door open.
At this moment, Ye Tianxin lay on the bed. Her face was ghastly pale. Her skin and hair were completely white.
The two female cultivators in the room kneeled before they retreated.
Lu Zhou glanced at three of them and said, “Life and death are decided by the heavens.” As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left.
Mingshi Yin could not help but worry. He entered the room immediately. He saw Ye Tianxin lying on the bed and rushed over to examine her. There was no aura nor pulse. His eyes widened in astonishment as he staggered backward.
The two Derived Moon Palace’s female cultivators were crying uncontrollably on their knees beside the bed.
Mingshi Yin could not believe this. He circulated his Primal Qi and infused it into Ye Tianxin’s meridians. “Hm? What’s this?” No matter how he tried to infuse his Primal Qi, Ye Tianxin was like a rock, unmoving. His Primal Qi was completely blocked from entering her body.
“Her extraordinary eight meridians are completely sealed.”
“A Bai?”
Mingshi Yin hastily lowered his hands and turned to look at the two female cultivators. He asked in a deep voice, “Before master left, did he say anything?”
“Pavilion Master, Pavilion Master said… that life and death are decided by the heavens. Whether Palace Master survives or not, it depends on her fate!”
Mingshi Yin muttered to himself, “As expected…”
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Meanwhile.
The General’s Mansion in Changning.
“General, there’s a letter from the palace. The messenger emphasized that you should open it yourself.”
Wei Zhuoyan received the letter. He opened it and went through it carefully. After reading its contents, he slammed the letter on the table.
Bang!
The letter and the table were instantly destroyed.
“The audacity…” Wei Zhuoyan’s eyes were burning with rage.
Wei Zhuoyan’s subordinate ventured carefully, “General… what is it that angers you so?”
“A trivial matter,” Wei Zhuoyan waved his hand and said, “Draft a reply for me. Say that I’m informed about this.”
“Understood.” The subordinate left.
Wei Zhuoyan scoffed and said, “A mere witchcraft cultivator dares to order me around. Preposterous!” Then, he barked, “Men!”
“Yes, general.”
“I’m feeling unwell. I won’t be attending any feast,” Wei Zhuoyan said.
“Then… what about His Highness’s side?”
“I’m not going.”
“Understood!”