Chapter 98: To Live (Please Subscribe, Please Vote)

“Is that… Mo Chi?” Shu Yu slowly awoke from extreme weakness. Her lips were pale, the dried blood at the corners of her mouth, and her furrowed brows painted a picture of pain that stirred every man’s heart.

Her gaze fell upon a spot on the ground. The black serpent spirit mist surrounding Mo Chi had never appeared so feeble before. He, cloaked entirely in black, was now stained with vivid red.

Black as ink, red as blood.

“Is that kid…?” Shu Yu also saw a not particularly broad figure—Gu Yi—half-crouching, his palm touching the earth. The spirit talismans spread out like a net covering the ground and enveloping Mo Chi’s body.

“We won. We won!” Shu Le was overwhelmed with emotion, nearly in tears.

Shu Yu struggled to rise from the branch. “Those at the Harmonized Dao… are very difficult to kill.”

With a swift motion, she dragged her weakened body closer to Gu Yi.

Shu Le followed reluctantly.

As for Gu Yi, his spirit energy was almost exhausted. His body had endured several heavy blows and now relied purely on willpower to hold on.

Shu Yu hated Mo Chi with a burning passion; she wished she could pierce him with a sword right then and there. But she couldn’t. Mo Chi was bound by spirit talismans that restrained his limbs. Though wounded for unknown reasons, he still struggled to release spirit energy, with the black serpent mist protecting him.

He sat with eyes closed, cultivating, adjusting his breath.

Those at the Harmonized Dao were truly not easy to kill.

Yet to injure one to this extent exceeded Shu Yu’s imagination.

“We’ll take Gu Yi and leave.”

Shu Yu’s spirit energy was nearly depleted, making her no stronger than an ordinary martial artist—there was no way she could break through the black serpent mist.

Shu Le helped Gu Yi up, casting a fearful glance at the hoarse-voiced Mo Chi: this was the Harmonized Dao.

“Let’s go.”

With a leap, the three of them left the place simultaneously, uncertain of where to head but knowing that the further from Mo Chi, the better.

As they traveled, Shu Yu kept thinking about this man named Gu Yi.

Earlier, she had overexerted herself, fainting briefly after failing to overcome Mo Chi, who had been at the peak of his power then.

Now, upon awakening again, Mo Chi’s aura had greatly diminished, and countless fine wounds covered his body—small but numerous enough to torment him.

“Did he really do all that to Mo Chi?” Amid the dense forest, Shu Le heard Shu Yu’s quiet question amid the whistling winds.

Glancing at the frail Gu Yi, Shu Le replied, “Yes.”

Shu Yu gritted her teeth. She couldn’t even begin to imagine how it was done, yet Gu Yi had undeniably accomplished it.

Shu Le sensed her disbelief. “Honestly, I didn’t believe it either. But in Xu Kingdom, Xiaoyuan Mountain is a place of miracles. He comes from Xiaoyuan Mountain.”

He comes from Xiaoyuan Mountain.

Such a simple phrase, yet even from thousands of miles away in Li Kingdom, Shu Yu understood its weight.

And how extraordinary this man truly was.

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