Chapter 729: Go!
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Whoever this person was, he was clearly not Feng Xiange!
Forget the fact that Feng Xiange should have been weighed down by his injuries; even if he was in the pink of health, he should not have been capable of defending himself against an all-out attack from Ling Xiaozui or Dugu Chou, what more the combined attacks of the pair!
Not only was this person before them, this impostor of Feng Xiange, able to stand up to the pair's strike and bear only an injury, but the two men also had to suffer from the force of his counterattack!
He had to be at least at the same level as Ling Xiaozui and Dugu Chou, just based on such capabilities. Otherwise, it was impossible that he could have successfully beaten off the attacks.
Feng Xiange, who was in the air, was bleeding from all of his seven orifices. He vomited some blood, but after a brief stumble, he stood upright again hundreds of feet away in the air. He spoke with a coughing chuckle, "This purple jade flute isn't bad at all. It hasn't been smashed despite me inflicting my maximum damage upon it. It's worthy of me; I shall keep it!"
Before his voice echoed, it was already apparent that he was about to flee thousands of miles away.
Ling Xiaozui let out a low growl, resolve washing over his expression.
Their opponent had faced the pair's attack, yet he could move freely at will. The powerful ability had allowed Ling Xiaozui to vaguely guess the person's real identity. Still, he could not fathom why this person had chosen this moment to expose himself when he had disguised himself for so long – even discarding their initial plan.
The only reason seemed to be... to thwart the restoration of the Nine Supremes?
Then the other party must be Mr. Nian!
The Four Seasons Tower's actual top authority, the one, the only, the true Mr. Nian! Only he would treat the matter of the Nine Supremes' unity so seriously.
The sudden moment of realization left Ling Xiaozui with no choice. Other than self-detonating his sword core and committing suicide, there was no other way to contain this terrifying enemy.
The sword energy surged, rendering the heaven and earth in total silence. Just as Ling Xiaozui was about to soar, wielding his sword and unleash all his might to fight one last time, he suddenly halted his set course of action.
A shocking scene had unfolded before him.
Midair, Feng Xiange who was already hundreds of feet away, in possession of the purple jade flute, had suddenly cried out. Trembling, he vomited a splatter of blood.
The purple jade flute that he clenched tightly in his fist fell from his grip!
Then, Feng Xiange, who was still in the air, shrieked in agony. The tremors that wracked his body grew fiercer. His head of raven black faded into grey then snow white in an instant; within the blink of an eye, they fell right off his head!
Yet, the man had no intention to be concerned with his current state. All of his energy and focus was on what was in front of him, what his gaze was trained on like he was seeing a ghost.
In front of him was the purple jade flute. It hovered in the air, brimming with a pure purple radiance that looked absolutely noble. It was like the king of the sky had descended unto the world!
It was elegant, undisputedly so!
A moment later, the purple jade flute began falling slowly, still exuding the iridescent purple gas.
A voice seemed to come from farther than the nine heavens; it was graceful and faint, unable to be clearly discerned, yet so firmly confident.
"Play past the lake of nine heavens, the purple jade flute in my hands!"
…
Feng Xiange, who was in the sky, was still watching the falling purple jade flute with indignation.
However, a flash of sword light glinted. Dugu Chou had already risen with his sword, his target was clearly Feng Xiange.
Feng Xiange shouted, turning into a blink of light and disappeared, shooting swiftly away.
It was apparent that the man knew that there was nothing he could do. He was already suffering heavily from the brute combined attack of Ling Xiaozui and Dugu Chou earlier, while the purple jade flute's unexpected damage had discounted his combat power even further. If he lingered on, he would suffer the risk of annihilation instead.
Despite the person's swift escape, Dugu Chou and Ling Xiaozui could still see the Feng Xiange impostor wilting even further, with their sharp sight.
Perhaps, his century of longevity had been reduced to nothing, as his hair and beard had all fallen away! There were also age spots on his face and his entire person had begun exuding a dying vibe. His hands even looked like dried chicken claws.
It was as if the accident had allowed a mysterious force to suck a large portion of his vitality away!
Although he was fortunate enough to have fled, it was a dying old man who had left! Judging by his state, he probably could not live past three days, left only with the last struggle to breathe his last breath.
"Don't give chase!"
Gu Chaliang bawled, "Send the flute first! That is of greater urgency!"
Ling Xiaozui sprung up without a second word, grabbing the purple jade flute in his hands, and said in a low voice, "I'll go!"
His words had yet to echo, but he was already a ray of light followed by a crackling burst of static, speeding in the direction of Tiantang City.
The purple in the sky seemed to grow richer, not at all fading with time.
Ling Xiaozui's fully accelerated form rushed into the violet gaseous atmosphere like a meteorite. As if melting into the purple gas, he vanished! Obviously, he had gone all out, knowing how urgent the matter was.
Watching Ling Xiaozui finally leave, Gu Chaliang slumped onto the ground with a groan. He was thoroughly drenched with sweat, murmuring lethargically, "Hopefully it's in time, by chance, it'll be on time, it must be in time!"
Dugu Chou sucked in a breath and pulled Gu Chaliang up, saying, "Can you talk about what's going on now?"
"Sorry, I still can't," Gu Chaliang apologized after a sigh.
"Forget it then," said Dugu Chou.
"Let's go quickly." Gu Chaliang was still inexplicably emotional over what happened just now; his legs were still shaking. "Carry me. Let us rush to Tiantang City as well. Maybe we can still catch the last of it!"
"Alright, let's go!" Dugu Chou agreed.
Nothing else was said. Dugu Chou picked Gu Chaliang up on his back and bolted towards Tiantang City.
"Dugu, your temper may be bad, but you're still not too bad a person."
"Am I? Thank you for your compliment."
They fell into silence.
After a long time, Gu Chaliang said, "Dugu, for what it's worth, today, I shall reward you with a line."
"This is what any man would have done, you don't owe me anything," the said man replied faintly.
Gu Chaliang smiled in answering, "Dugu, your destiny tells me that you have a life and death tribulation you need to face. If you can survive this, it shall be a straightforward path to longevity!"
Faced with Gu Chaliang's fortune-telling, Dugu Chou dared not joke as he asked, "A life and death tribulation? May I ask, how do I resolve it? Since it's a life and death situation, I'm afraid it'd be a challenge I can't overcome!"
"Not necessarily. As long as you find the right person, death can still be reversed. However, there is only one person in this world who can defuse this absolute death threat for you!" Gu Chaliang said grimly, "As long as you follow this person, not only will the tribulation be resolved, perhaps, the hope of you and your wife meeting again shall fall on this person as well, "
Screech!
Dugu Chou's rocketing form came to a screeching halt, the soles of his shoes digging two deep drains in the ground. He spoke, overwhelmed, "What did you say?"