Chapter 149: Is There Any Way to Save Him?
The last trace of light in Quan Xinghe’s eyes extinguished.
Quan Xinghai, having completely lost his reason, tightened his grip once more. In less than half a blink of an eye, he drained Quan Xinghe of all his spiritual energy. To everyone’s shock, he then began extracting the youth’s life essence and lifespan, catching everyone off guard.
He truly intended to kill Quan Xinghe, squeezing out his very last drop of value.
This Quan Xinghai truly possessed a ruthless heart!
[Host, this is a result of the cultivation method Quan Xinghe practices. Quan Xinghai’s aptitude is actually quite mediocre; he has only reached his current position by leeching off his younger brother.]
[To think Quan Xinghe had always respected his older brother so deeply, never realizing the other party only saw him as a tool. How truly pitiful.]
Feng Shi’s expression hardened. Seeing the situation deteriorating, he didn’t hesitate any longer. Accumulating power, his longsword slashed down toward Quan Xinghai’s remaining arm.
However, against his expectations, an invisible force formed a protective barrier around Quan Xinghai. His sword was too fragile against this power; under the immense impact, it directly shattered into countless pieces.
As a result, his arm went numb and throbbed with pain from the shockwave.
The shattered fragments flew out, grazing Feng Shi’s fair cheek and leaving a few trails of blood. Yet, completely unfazed, he casually wiped it away, condensed a sword out of spiritual qi, and attacked once again.
Having absorbed a massive amount of spiritual energy, Quan Xinghai’s body expanded explosively. His muscles bulged as if inflated, bursting the clothes on his body.
“Liu Yi, don’t be in such a hurry, because you are next!” He turned his head, smiling fiercely. The black lines on his face surged, and upon closer inspection, dense demonic energy was churning in the depths of his eyes.
Demonic energy again!
Feng Shi’s face instantly tightened.
Right at this moment, another sword light slashed toward the barrier surrounding Quan Xinghai.
Unfortunately, this sword light was too weak; it was nothing more than a drop in the bucket.
The three of them turned their heads in unison to look.
The newcomer was actually Ruan Ping!
The kid who was usually the biggest coward had now taken the initiative to stand up.
Although the rims of his eyes and the tip of his nose were red, making it obvious he was terrified, his eyes were filled with determination as he shouted at Quan Xinghai, “L-Let him go!”
A complex mixture of emotions instantly surged in Feng Shi’s heart. “Ruan Ping, you go first…”
He couldn’t bring himself to finish the rest of his sentence.
In Quan Xinghai’s eyes, everyone was nothing but an ant. A frail-looking Ruan Ping couldn’t even enter his line of sight. With just a single glare, he blasted him away. “You’re courting death!”
At the critical moment, Feng Shi quickly threw over a protective artifact, narrowly preventing Ruan Ping from being crushed to death by the impact.
A red aura surged rapidly around Quan Xinghe. As his life essence and lifespan dwindled, his appearance also began to change. In an instant, the teenage youth aged significantly.
The agony of having one’s life essence burned away was not something an ordinary person could endure. He had already fallen into a state of chaos, but upon hearing a familiar voice, he regained a brief moment of clarity.
His brows furrowed tightly as his gaze locked onto the relentless Ruan Ping. His pale, chapped lips parted, his voice faint and floating. “Scram…”
“Scram far away!”
“Whatever… whatever my brother wants… I’ll give it to him… It’s not up to you… an outsider… to interfere!”
Quan Xinghe’s face was deathly pale. The fine sweat on his forehead coalesced into beads that rolled down his jawline. His eyes were completely bloodshot as he stared fiercely at Ruan Ping’s face. “Did you hear me… scram!”
However, Ruan Ping turned a deaf ear to his words. Gripping his sword, he struck the barrier again and again, like a miner chipping away at a mountain, muttering under his breath, “You’re lying again… You love telling lies the most, I will definitely write you into a storybook… Just you wait…”
But as he spoke, tears inevitably rolled down his eyes.
Feng Shi’s heart ached watching them. He brought up his system panel to select an item.
[The item is ready, but upon using it, it cannot be guaranteed that Quan Xinghe will remain unscathed.]
“Is there no better option?”
[There isn’t. This is also a crucial plot point and cannot be altered significantly.]
Feng Shi gritted his teeth and glanced at the half-dead Quan Xinghe. “Forget it, let’s take a gamble!”
This was the most he could do to help the guy.
Almost at the exact moment he hit the confirm button, the barrier around Quan Xinghai completely shattered.
Feng Shi seized the opportunity, delivering a fatal strike.
The longsword formed of spiritual qi swiftly sliced through Quan Xinghai’s neck and then dissipated, leaving only the hot blood it brought forth to splatter onto the ground.
Quan Xinghai’s eyeballs burst, and before he could even let out a single cry, his head was separated from his body.
The bound Quan Xinghe also fell from mid-air. As he landed, Ruan Ping caught him with great effort.
The remaining fleeing disciples saw that a Nascent Soul cultivator like Quan Xinghai had actually been killed silently. While rejoicing that they hadn’t been sucked dry, the way they looked at Feng Shi instantly turned into terror, though predominantly mixed with admiration.
Everyone thought that with Quan Xinghai dead, the dust had settled.
Who could have expected that Quan Xinghe’s condition would remain critical.
Not to mention having his foundation destroyed by Quan Xinghai, he was also injured by the system item, resulting in damaged spiritual veins. The moment he landed, his breath was already as faint as a thread.
“How could this happen? How could this happen…” Ruan Ping’s bun-like face was covered in tears. Holding Quan Xinghe in his arms, he continuously transferred spiritual energy to him, but it was to no avail.
Heaven knows how much emotion he had poured into Quan Xinghe along this journey, and exactly what kind of feeling it was.
But regardless, parting through death was always agonizing.
Feng Shi only felt a sense of pity. He was a fine, talented young man. Even though he had a foul mouth and was impulsive, he shouldn’t have to die like this.
Furthermore…
Their current situation vaguely resembled when he had been killed by Pei Qi. Back then, Shen Songhe had also desperately transferred spiritual energy to him, yet couldn’t save him.
That feeling of powerlessness must have been overwhelming.
Feng Shi couldn’t deny that he strongly empathized with them.
“Is there any way to save him?”
[Host, this is a special circumstance. To reverse someone’s fate—even if the other party is just a minor character—will severely damage your vitality. Moreover, after saving him, your system usage privileges will be suspended for half a year.]
[Therefore, Qingqing highly advises against using it.]
The feeling of watching Feng Zhun die in front of him, utterly powerless, was something Feng Shi didn’t want to experience a second time. He gritted his teeth and said, “I won’t die anyway. I’m not afraid, so what are you afraid of?”
Qingqing was still somewhat hesitant.
[You are my Host, of course I have to prioritize your well-being…]
“Cut the crap. It’s just half a year without the system, I won’t die from it.”
Actually, Feng Shi wasn’t saying this entirely for Quan Xinghe’s sake. He had just killed Quan Xinghai in front of everyone. If he remained completely unharmed, it would be a bit too exaggerated.
Suffering an appropriate injury would also help him avoid corresponding troubles.
Besides, for the sake of the upcoming plot, the system absolutely wouldn’t let him die. Saying he couldn’t use it was one thing, but it would still save him at a critical moment.
Seeing Feng Shi’s firm attitude, Qingqing had no choice but to reluctantly fiddle with the panel. Finally, it puffed up its cheeks and said:
[Alright, Feng Shi. I’ve injected the medicinal power into this pill. Take it yourself!]
“Feng Shi?” Feng Shi chuckled and flicked its forehead. “You little AI, quite a temper you have.”
Holding its head, Qingqing glared at him, then turned its back, refusing to acknowledge him.
Feng Shi took out the pill, stuffed it into the unconscious Quan Xinghe’s mouth, and instructed Ruan Ping, “Circulate your qi to heal him. He’ll be fine.”
Wiping his tears, Ruan Ping nodded. He propped Quan Xinghe up and, while circulating his qi, murmured something indistinguishably.
Relying on his excellent hearing, Feng Shi heard it crystal clear.
Ruan Ping said, “Quan Xinghe, when you wake up, I’ll consider… not writing you into my storybook… okay?”
But the Quan Xinghe in front of him kept his eyes tightly shut, unable to answer him.
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