Chapter 72

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When such unbearable pain crushed the top of her life, she wished that it was herself to die, rather than watching her loved ones depart one by one!

“You… have no idea that I don’t love Yuan anymore!” She shivered all over and muttered, “Just a moment ago… I just put him down from my heart! But… but why did you have to kill him?”

She gripped his lapels and cried, shaking all over, “Why?!”

“Is that so?” There was clearly a hint of surprise in Shi Ying’s eyes, and he suddenly sighed, “Perhaps, this was my fate? A fate that has long been written in the stars and is unchangeable.”

He raised his head, glanced at the cold grey sky and suddenly said, “However, I would like to end such a fate with my own hands, so that you can finish your revenge early and feel relieved from now on.”

Relieved? Zhu Yan froze for a moment – yes, he was right. If not, then after watching Yuan being killed, the rest of her life would only be filled with hatred, thinking day and night of revenge, yet being tied up by her Master and Disciple love, ripping her heart in two!

If he did not die, she would only live in a long, hellish torment for the rest of her life.

How could he stand by and watch her end up like this?

“Originally, I didn’t want you to witness his death, that’s why I set up multiple barriers outside the Star Ocean Cloud Pavilion,” Shi Ying laughed weakly and bitterly, “but you eventually barged in and saw the scene that I least wanted you to see.”

His bloodstained fingertips brushed the ends of her hair and he sighed in a murmur, “At that moment, when I saw the look in your eyes, I knew that nothing could be undone… The best ending could only be what it is now.”

“I have thought carefully from beginning to the end many times, there was no other way to solve it: since I had to kill that person, then, only when you kill me, everything will be considered a closure.” Shi Ying’s voice was soft and wavering, gradually lowering, “Now, we are all cleared between us… Ah-Yan, do you still hate me?”

“I… I…” she cried, unable to speak, but her clenched fists had slowly loosened – The sharp turn of events was like a basin of cold water dousing the blaze of revenge upside down. In this moment, there was only despair and sorrow in her heart, no longer the fury and hatred of a few moments before.

Yes, Yuan was dead, the Master is also dying, this was the end of it all.

But what is she going to do with herself from now on?

“Alright, stop crying… you’re still so young, I hope you’ll forget all this very soon and live a good life afterwards.” Shi Ying sighed and reluctantly raised his hand, inserting an object into her hair, “Here, this is for you, consider it a memory token.”

Zhu Yan knew that it was the Jade Bone and could not help but let out a loud wail. How could this happen? Both of them died in front of her eyes, how could she forget all this after what happened?!

She cried so heavily that he couldn’t help but frown slightly as he listened, sighing weakly, “Ah-Yan… don’t cry – you were right, it’s all my choice, I don’t blame you at all… don’t cry.”

However, this time she didn’t listen to him and burst into even more uncontrollable tears. His eyes began to drift away and he barely managed to gather himself together again as he murmured heartily, “Alright… no more crying, don’t cry.”

He whispered, stroking her hair with blood-stained fingers in an attempt to calm her sobs, yet she trembled all over and broke down even more in his arms.

“Don’t cry!” In the last moment when the fire of life was extinguishing from his body, a distressed look appeared in his eyes, and suddenly he lowered his head and kissed her trembling lips, hard enough to stop her crying!

His lips were cold, nearly the texture of a jade stone, unlike a living person with flesh and blood. Zhu Yan’s whole body shivered in that instant, choking on a sob, barely able to speak. She didn’t dare to look up at him, just subconsciously clutched at his sleeve, her body kept shaking, barely able to even stand up.

“Ah-Yan…” his breath lingered on her cheek, faint and warm, so close and his voice as soft as a breathless sigh, “Don’t cry.”

She just felt her breathing stop, and for an instant forgot to cry as she just stared into his eyes, which were gradually losing their sparkle: those eyes held a complex expression she had never seen before in her life. It was no longer the Great Priest of Jiuyi Mountain, nor was it a stern teacher, nor was it the heir of the Kongsang world… It was the real him, the one you only see for the first time at the end of your life.

“Don’t cry, this, this really is the best ending…” Shi Ying’s voice trailed off, slowly, “You see, I have finally done what I had to do… I’ve killed the evil scourge that caused the demise of my country for Kongsang; and you… have finally done what you had to do – avenge him. We have repaid each other’s kindnesses and grievances, and in this life… we will not owe each other anymore. I will wait for the next life…”

He spoke softly, his eyes dimming and his voice slowly trailing off.

Waiting for what in the next life? To meet you again in the next life? Or shall we never see each other again?

In that moment, Zhu Yan’s mind was dizzy, bewildered by the question, until she could no longer hear the answer from below, and only when the person in her arms sank violently and fell backwards, she suddenly snapped out from her stupor.

“Master!” Her whole heart plunged downward as well, and she blurted out, “No!”

When she reached out to embrace the man who had fallen so suddenly, that pair of eyes in her arms had closed and there was no more light inside. As she lowered her head and shook him hard, he never moved again.

“Master!” She shouted tearing her heart out, “Don’t leave me!”

He was in her arms but did not answer. He would never leave, yet he would never return… The man who had taken her hand when she was eight years old and promised never to leave, had finally left her alone in the world and gone far away on his own.

His face was calm and pale, as was the dawn on a cold morning that was dimming for a moment but had no rising sun.

End of the volume.

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