: Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty-Three: Farewell to Death
As Yun Piaopiao unreservedly mentioned that the Xu Clan of Yuanzhou is the sworn enemy responsible for the slaughter of her clan, everyone suddenly understood why she had to target the Tang Clan.
After all, the Tang Family is related by blood to the Xu Clan not only basking in the glory of such a connection, but also bearing some responsibility for it.
However, this responsibility was thrust upon them so unexpectedly, it made Tang Luo feel a bit uneasy. After Yun Piaopiao revealed the reason behind her hatred, the way the clan looked at him seemed odd.
Wishing he didn’t ask the question, annoyance brewed in his heart. The atmosphere has become awkwardly uncomfortable.
Since Yun Piaopiao held such a deep grudge towards them, it was evident she would never forgive the Tang Clan. Even harsh interrogations or coercion may work on the girls from Yunyin Mansion but not on a woman who is vowing revenge upon the destruction of her clan. There could be no possible collaboration between her and the Tang Family.
The Sect Head’s gaze turned cold and he ordered Tang Zhenghao, the Third Elder, “Please work together with the Leader, Tang Yi, and kill this beast immediately!”
If it weren’t for the connection with the Xu Clan, how could they have access to so many cultivation techniques and mysterious arts from the Minor Spiritual Realm? After receiving so many benefits, carrying the consequences of the Xu Clan didn’t seem too overwhelming.
What danger could a ruined Yun Clan pose against the flourishing Tang Clan? At this moment, Tang Zu even lost the interest of trying to extract Mi Clan’s secret from Yun Piaopiao.
Though he didn’t understand Yun Piaopiao, he knew a lot about his old rivals from the Mi Clan. They would only use Yun Piaopiao’s hatred for the Tang Clan without truly valuing her.
Being merely a peripheral Wind Media Department Head, she wouldn’t get to know the core secrets of the Mi Clan. Her value was reduced due to the dirty and tedious work she was involved in.
The magical array of Martial Hall consumes a huge amount of resources every second. He didn’t want to drag things on. Killing Yun Piaopiao and interrogating the girls from Yunyin Mansion under the Wind Media Department was more important now.
Upon hearing the Sect Head’s order to kill Yun Piaopiao, Tang Cunfu suddenly couldn’t control his emotions. He shouted in protest but was forced down by a golden palm, unable to move.
With Tang Zhenghao, the Third Elder, and Tang Yi, the army General, flying out, the already injured Yun Piaopiao got hit by several palms after a brief stand-off, leading to her violently throwing up blood.
Although Yun Piaopiao was very experienced in her movements, her physical strength was far inferior to the top-level Martial Ancestors. Even if she dissipated seven points of potency, the remaining three points were enough to cause her serious injury.
Like flower petals drifting in the wild wind, her white outfit in the violent golden palm shadows gradually withered, before she ultimately fell to the ground.
Army General, Tang Yi and Third Elder Tang Zhenghao, stopped their actions in unison with great tacit understanding while Sect Head Tang Zu released the golden palm restraining Tang Cunfu as well.
Those who could hold high positions had also been young, and impulsive themselves once. They could understand Tang Cunfu’s fervor, but they couldn’t allow it.
They sighed at the unpredictability of life, the way fate toys with people. However, as elders, they could give him a bit of consideration within their abilities, such as allowing Tang Cunfu to say a few last words to Yun Piaopiao.
After all, a Martial Ancestor whose bones and meridians were all broken posed no threat at all.
Tang Cunfu crawled towards Yun Piaopiao and held her in his arms, tears streaming down his face incessantly. He could feel an abundant flow of spiritual power escaping from her body, a sign that a Martial Ancestor is nearing death.
He could only watch helplessly as the woman he loved died in his arms. He could hardly bear this helpless feeling.
But the woman only smiled cunningly, saying weakly, “My body… is it… softer?”
She remembered the man once said he loved her soft body the most, so he should like it even more now.
Tears streamed down Tang Cunfu’s face, he nodded again and again, too choked to speak, “Yes… Yes…”
Yun Piaopiao was growing weaker. Her meridians were shattered, her bones were ruined, and she was surviving on the spiritual power within her body. She wanted to raise her hand and touch the man’s face to wipe off his tears but was too weak to do so.
Summoning all her strength, she could only lean her face on his chest and whisper, “I want… you… to see… my… real… face.”
The remaining spiritual power swirled around her face, causing her appearance to change somewhat. Tang Cunfu extended a trembling hand and caressed her cheek. “You’re so beautiful.”
“You’re… lying.” Yun Piaopiao wrinkled her delicate nose, pouted, and then closed her eyes.
As the spiritual power maintaining her life was exhausted, Yun Piaopiao’s body gradually turned cold and rigid. Tang Cunfu held her blankly for a long time.
Until the martial array of the Martial Hall was stopped, the guests dispersed, leaving the banquet hall empty.
Until the servants began to clean up the bodies and blood stains on the ground, he held Yun Piaopiao horizontally and started walking out.
The next day, a messenger from the Tang Clan arrived at the temporary dwelling of the Mi Clan in the southwest of Yuxiling and handed a letter to the First Head of the Martial Hall.
Upon reading the letter, Mi Hai was furious and led the allied forces to attack Yuxiling again, but was blocked by Tang Sen and his elite martial ancestors at the south front.
Choked with rage, Mi Hai was now careless about the losses. With the advantage of the allied forces, he divided the troops and forcibly landed on Yuxiling from various angles.
Just when Mi Hai thought he would finally achieve victory, he received news of a sneak attack on the base camp from the rear. It was Tang Hongjun leading a large amount of Tang martial ancestors to raid the place where the allied forces stored their supplies.
Having started to gain the upper hand with the alliance forces, the Mi Clan had no option but to abandon the achievement and go back to help. Unexpectedly, the troops in Yuxiling that had been suppressed took the opportunity to break out, hence reversing the situation. The Mi Clan ended up retreating, while Tang Sen and others were on the offensive.
They withdrew about ten miles away from Yuxiling before the Tang Clan martial ancestors gave up the pursuit which allowed the Mi Clan alliance forces to go back and help.
However, when the Mi Clan returned to the base camp, they found everything in ruins. All defense facilities were destroyed, martial ancestors in charge of defense activated Xuanji Jade and fled, logistics personnel were taken captive, and the warehouse was empty. The loss of spiritual armor and medicines was severe.
The Tang Clan’s support was quick and ferocious. Mi Hai, who was well-versed in military strategy, knew that the Mi Clan base camp was exposed and immediately led the alliance forces to another supply point.
As expected, after attacking the first base camp, Tang Hongjun and the Tang Clan martial ancestors rushed directly to another supply point without any rest.
Luckily the Mi Clan alliance forces arrived in time to prevent Tang Hongjun from succeeding.
A fierce battle broke out in the sky above the base camp, with Tang Hongjun in the enemy’s territory, he had no choice but to fight and retreat to a base camp in the northwest of Yuxiling.
Fearing a continued two-front attack, Mi Hai stopped his pursuit and led his team back to the base camp to rest and also sent a letter to the South Ridge Beast Valley for assistance.
Though he knew that the Tang Clan would certainly send reinforcements to Yuxiling, he didn’t expect such an aggressive support strategy. Despite losing the supply from one base camp, Mi Hai was able to ascertain the Tang Clan’ s strength.Text © 2024 .
The Great Elder Tang Siyuan must not have woken up yet, or else the one leading the team would not be Tang Hongjun!