Chapter 62

Sadness filled the ancient wet forest; the death of Tian Li alone was not enough to interpret it, and even the addition of the spear speeding through the air could not do so.

The spear pointed directly at the masked cultivator, but the black-armored puppet had its eyes on Gu Xuyao.

Cultivators who could enter the ancient wet forest were certainly not weak. Seeing the black-armored puppet's attention drawn to Gu Xuyao, the masked one, holding a dagger, canceled the talisman effect. There was a "clang" as the dagger blocked the spear, which now had many new cracks. As for the spear, it was naturally shattered.

"Boom!"

The attack here was deflected, and Gu Xuyao barely avoided the black-armored puppet's fatal stomp. However, he could not avoid the punch aimed at him.

With no choice, Gu Xuyao lifted the shield given to him by Tian Li and held it in front of his chest!

A dull sound echoed as the shield shattered instantly, but it also blocked the fatal blow for Gu Xuyao.

He was sent flying like a broken kite, crashing through three trees before stopping.

"Spit." Gu Xuyao spat out a mouthful of blood. These hunters were absolutely not something the cultivators entering the wet forest could contend with. Even after using a wet forest magical treasure, Gu Xuyao felt his internal organs almost shattered, the tearing sensation was excruciating.

Fortunately, after sending Gu Xuyao flying, the black-armored puppet did not pursue him but slowly turned its head to look at the masked cultivator.

A hint of panic flashed in the masked one's eyes. He knew the black-armored puppet would not focus on one person to kill; it would attack the nearest target. After Gu Xuyao was sent flying, he naturally became the target.

However, he was still some distance from the black-armored puppet. With a few leaps, he jumped onto a tree and quickly left the area.

The long-haired cultivator, on the other hand, had been watching Gu Xuyao's movements all along. They were a well-coordinated team.

With a rumbling sound, the black-armored puppet chased after the moving masked one, and the "rumbling" sound gradually faded.

The long-haired one canceled the talisman, his eagle-like eyes fixed on the still-unrisen Gu Xuyao.

"Hmph, you meddling brat, you didn't have to die, but you insisted on talking about foolish camaraderie. How laughable, truly laughable!"

The long-haired one slowly approached Gu Xuyao, his face full of disdain.

Blood hung at the corner of Gu Xuyao's mouth, and a wave of weakness swept over his body. He wanted to move but could not.

"Today, I will let you know what you can meddle in and what, even if you do, will still end the same way!"

The long-haired one spoke, drawing a thin, flexible sword from his waist. This weapon was easy to hide and extremely powerful when used for ambushes.

"Despicable scoundrel, you are good for nothing but ambushes." Facing death, Gu Xuyao gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up. His injuries were not very severe, but the impact of the collision had greatly affected his internal energy. After some time, as his energy recovered, his strength gradually returned.

"Heh heh, despicable scoundrel? I haven't heard that term in a long time. That's why I say you know nothing. In this world, despicable or not is not defined that way. Whoever kills whom is the victor. Only the living can call others despicable, understand?"

As he spoke, the long-haired one flicked the thin sword, the blade like a snake, curving to slash Gu Xuyao's throat!

In a flash, a swift figure suddenly descended from above the two. The person's appearance was so imposing that it startled the long-haired one. In his shock, his hand wavered, and the sword, which should have been fatal, only left a shallow cut on Gu Xuyao's face.

With a "crack," the long-haired one's head separated from his neck. The figure landed, and three talismans entered his body. He wore black, and his face was covered in iron.

"It's you!" Gu Xuyao's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth almost bleeding. "Why did you save me!"

Bai Xing glanced sideways at Gu Xuyao and sneered. "A joke, when did I ever save you? I just saw an opportunity to attack when this person was focused on killing you."

As he spoke, Bai Xing moved his fingers, the steel claws on them making a crisp sound. "But to be honest, you are really weak, not only weak but also impulsive. Tsk tsk." He shook his head. "I guess I really misjudged you."

These words were strange, and Gu Xuyao frowned. "Could the one who has been watching me in the shadows be you?"

Though Bai Xing's expression was hidden, his body language showed surprise.

"Not bad, you figured that out. But what good does it do you now?" Bai Xing slowly approached Gu Xuyao, extending his steel claws.

"Why have you been following me." Gu Xuyao was not afraid of death.

Bai Xing did not answer but stopped his movement.

Gu Xuyao was surprised and was about to ask again when Bai Xing suddenly leaped backward!

At that moment, the spot where Bai Xing had been standing exploded, dirt flying everywhere, and Gu Xuyao was covered in filth.

At this moment, another graceful figure slowly descended from above, her white robe fluttering like a fairy.

"Senior Sister Yi Xia!" Gu Xuyao did not know how many people from Taiheng Sect had entered, but he thought Yi Xia was the least likely to enter the ancient wet forest, given her special status.

"Hmph, the cultivators of Shanbeng Sect are nothing but despicable ambushers." Yi Xia immediately stood in front of Gu Xuyao, staring at Bai Xing.

Bai Xing chuckled, glanced at Yi Xia, then at Gu Xuyao, and said nothing. He leaped onto a tree and disappeared into the distance.

Everything calmed down, and Yi Xia handed Gu Xuyao a pill.

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Gu Xuyao quickly took the pill and immediately felt a warm current gather in his body, his immortal root slowly recovering.

"Gu Xuyao, you are truly too reckless. Do you know how dangerous it is for you to enter the ancient wet forest with your current cultivation?" Seeing Gu Xuyao's injuries, Yi Xia could not say more. "Forget it, since the deed is done, follow me. Two people together can look out for each other."

Yi Xia tried to pull Gu Xuyao away, but he did not comply.

"Senior Sister Yi Xia, I came here for a reason, and I believe you understand it well." Gu Xuyao said seriously. "Though I can't do much alone, and I can't even kill Bai Xing, I have already watched a cultivator from Shanbeng Sect and two from Dusha Hall enter the Underworld. I may not have been close to those deceased fellow disciples, but we lived together for a month. All I can do for them is this."

With that, Gu Xuyao gently removed Yi Xia's soft hand from his arm.

"Senior Sister, I don't understand why you came here, but the path I want to take is too dangerous and destined to be lonely. So, please don't follow me. Gu Xuyao was born in the Mortal Zone, and even if I die, I will only be a common skeleton. But you are different. You should find a place to wait until the ancient wet forest closes and leave safely."

Gu Xuyao turned around. By now, he had recovered much of his energy and leaped onto a tree, heading in the direction Bai Xing had gone.

He was not the type to drag others into his troubles. As the saying goes, every action has a cause and effect. Because he was in Taiheng Sect, he had to do something for his fellow disciples, but this was his own decision, and he would not involve Yi Xia, so he chose to leave alone.

Unfortunately, Yi Xia was not one to give up easily. Soon after Gu Xuyao left, she caught up to him.

"Gu Xuyao, you didn't even say goodbye. Is that how you treat your senior sister?" Perhaps Gu Xuyao's determination had earned her respect. When she caught up to him, Yi Xia made a small joke.

"Senior Sister Yi Xia, you..."

Yi Xia glared at him, silencing him.

"You're right, and I, as your senior sister, am ashamed. Many of the deceased were my juniors, and I didn't even think of avenging them." She lowered her head, a bit embarrassed. "Thank you."

This sudden gratitude left Gu Xuyao at a loss, and he could only awkwardly scratch his head and nod slightly.

"Alright, let's not talk about this. Since you want to avenge your fellow disciples, let's continue. The road ahead will not be easy, and if you slow me down, I will not hesitate to abandon you to achieve our goal!" Yi Xia patted Gu Xuyao's shoulder.

Gu Xuyao was taken aback but quickly recovered, smiled, and nodded firmly.

Fighting spirit is essential for cultivators. Gu Xuyao, though naive, acted on a single impulse, but this filled his heart with fighting spirit, something many cultivators from small sects lacked.

The image of Gu Xuyao and Yi Xia naturally transmitted outside the Blood Arena, and the Taiheng Sect members saw Tian Li's death. Those who did not enter were relieved that their decision was right.

This time, the random distribution of positions made the survival of individual cultivators even less likely, leading many to hesitate to enter. However, seeing Gu Xuyao in Yi Xia's bubble, some faces turned grim.

"Sure enough, that boy surnamed Gu didn't die, but why, why did the Blood Arena malfunction..." Qiming Zhenren said, looking at the silent Blue Supervisor.

The Supervisor shook his head.

"I can't be certain yet, but I have some suspicions. If it is as I think..."

He looked down, scanning all the cultivators, and finally, his gaze landed on the leader of Dusha Hall.

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