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Chapter 920: For Love Madly

“Myriad Ghosts Sect? Is that the Myriad Ghosts Sect that sided with the demonic race during the Immortal-Demon War thousands of years ago?”

The old man in the golden robe nodded and said, “Exactly. Legend has it that the sect leader of the Myriad Ghosts Sect was possessed by a ghost, which led to their foolish act of siding with the demonic race. Our sect, in alliance with multiple other forces, annihilated the Myriad Ghosts Sect. That battle was fierce, turning the Myriad Ghosts Sea into ruins. To prevent the Myriad Ghosts Sect from resurfacing, various forces established numerous restrictions and stationed heavy troops to monitor the Myriad Ghosts Sea. After the Myriad Ghosts Sect was destroyed, no one knew the exact location of this minor world. It’s also unknown how the force that destroyed the Golden Toad Gate discovered this minor world was here.”

“Let’s not dwell on that. You all guard the outside. I will lead people in to encircle and eliminate those ghosts. I hope this minor world doesn’t lead to the Nether Ghost Realm; otherwise, not just the South Sea cultivation world, but the entire realm will face great trouble. The Immortal-Demon War thousands of years ago began precisely because the Myriad Ghosts Sect opened a passage, allowing the demonic race to enter, leading to widespread devastation and the destruction of multiple forces.”

The middle-aged man took out a formation disk, cast a spell, and ripples appeared near the black vortex. A pale white light gate materialized out of thin air, and a chilling wave of ghostly energy surged out.

The old man in the golden robe transformed into a golden streak of light and entered the black vortex.

Over a dozen Core Formation cultivators followed closely, flying in after him.

In the Coral Sea, a red streak of light swiftly darted across the sky, with several other streaks of light following close behind. Wang Mingren was among them, his gaze somber.

Ahead of them lay a small island, over a hundred li in size, desolate and uninhabited.

“Senior Sister Lu, it’s not too late to turn back. As long as you surrender, we will intercede for you with Uncle-Master Liu.”

Wang Mingren shouted loudly, his tone sincere.

The person they were pursuing was Lu Yuhuan. She had harmed fellow disciples and was wanted by the sect. Capturing her would certainly be a great meritorious deed.

To be honest, Wang Mingren was greatly shocked when he first heard the news. He hadn’t had much contact with Lu Yuhuan, and he was unwilling to believe that she would harm fellow disciples. Yet, the fact was, Lu Yuhuan had indeed harmed fellow disciples.

“I won’t go back. The crimes I’ve committed, according to sect rules, would result in at least the crippling of my spiritual power. Crippling my spiritual power is no different from killing me. I’ve already made one mistake; don’t force me to make another. I don’t want to act against you.”

Lu Yuhuan spoke loudly, tears welling in her eyes.

“Hmph, you harmed a fellow disciple and now you think you can just walk away? Do you truly believe the sect’s rules and regulations don’t exist? If you dare to kill a senior brother, what else wouldn’t you dare to do? Since you’re resisting arrest, let’s all attack together and kill her without mercy.”

A tall, thin man in a blue robe said with a cold face. If Lu Yuhuan resisted arrest, they would have no choice but to kill her.

“He deserved it! I even knelt before him, willing to be his servant for ten years, but he still refused to give me the Rejuvenation Pill and repeatedly harassed me. He went too far!”

Lu Yuhuan gnashed her teeth, her face filled with grief and indignation.

“Even so, that’s no excuse for harming a fellow disciple. Ultimately, you killed him and stole his treasure for the Rejuvenation Pill. Senior Brother Chen has been dead for nearly ten years. Even with the Rejuvenation Pill, if you perform the Rejuvenation Art, you won’t be able to save him; you’ll only sacrifice yourself. Regardless of whether the spell succeeds, you will fall a major cultivation realm. It would be extremely difficult to re-enter the Core Formation stage after your core shatters. Junior Sister Lu, if you simply come back with us, I am willing to intercede for you with Uncle-Master Liu.”

Lu Yuhuan gave a desolate smile, her face turning frantic as she said, “So what? As long as there’s even a glimmer of hope, I’ll try. My husband and I swore an oath during our wedding ceremony to stay together in life and death. My husband died saving me. I’ve clung to life all these years just to avenge him. Now that my great revenge is achieved, I only wish to bring him back to life. If I can’t save my husband, I don’t want to live in this world either.”

Wang Mingren was deeply shocked. Lu Yuhuan was willing to harm a fellow disciple and gamble her own cultivation path just to revive Chen Yang.

“She’s insane! Everyone, attack together, kill her, and bring her corpse back to report. Otherwise, more fellow disciples will be harmed.”

The man in the blue robe shouted in a deep voice. He flicked his sleeve, causing the seawater to churn violently, raising a tidal wave over ten zhang high that transformed into a massive blue hand, slapping fiercely towards Lu Yuhuan.

The others also acted in unison, some activating magic treasures, others casting spiritual arts, all attacking Lu Yuhuan.

Wang Mingren hesitated for a moment, then conjured a red flying dagger, which slowly flew towards Lu Yuhuan.

Lu Yuhuan conjured a red banner, releasing a vast expanse of crimson flames that formed a massive wall of red fire. With a flick of her hand, a large amount of crimson light surged from her body, transforming into a crimson sun over ten zhang in size.

Boom!

The crimson fire wall was shattered, and the crimson sun that Lu Yuhuan had transformed into was also disintegrated. Her entire person vanished.

“Qianyang Spirit Evasion Art! This spiritual art consumes an immense amount of spiritual power. With her cultivation, she can’t have gone far. Split up and pursue.”

After saying this, the man in the blue robe flew off into the distance.

Wang Mingren and the others dispersed, flying in different directions.

After about half an hour, Wang Mingren flew back, landing on the desolate island.

“Senior Sister Lu, I know you’re on the island. We’ve been chasing you for so long; with your remaining spiritual power, you definitely couldn’t have gone far.”

Wang Mingren stood in a narrow valley, speaking towards a nearby cave.

Lu Yuhuan emerged from the cave, her complexion quite pale. With a resolute expression, she said, “Junior Brother Wang, I will not go back with you. Either you kill me, or you let me go. We’ve worked together before; I don’t want to act against you.”

Wang Mingren sighed lightly and said, “Senior Sister Lu, is what you’re doing truly worth it? This will only cut short your own cultivation path.”

“Worth it? Do you know how it feels for me to gaze at an empty cave dwelling all alone? If immortality means being alone, I’d rather not cultivate. I cultivate hoping to stay with my husband forever, not to stare at an empty cave dwelling by myself. Even if you reach the Nascent Soul stage, what good is it if there’s no one to share your joy with?”

Lu Yuhuan gave a self-deprecating laugh, roaring loudly, her expression somewhat contorted.

Wang Mingren’s expression dimmed. After a long moment of thought, he said, “Senior Sister Lu, you should be clear that once you perform the Rejuvenation Art, regardless of success, you will fall to the Foundation Establishment stage. After all, it’s an act against the heavens. Furthermore, Senior Brother Chen has been dead for so many years; even with the Rejuvenation Pill, the chance of success is not high.”

“Even if there’s a sliver of hope, I have to try. Junior Brother Wang, please let me go. If there’s a next life, I’m willing to be your servant. Truly, I really want to save my husband.”

Lu Yuhuan choked, her face wet with tears. She knelt down and kowtowed to Wang Mingren.

Wang Mingren’s cultivation was higher than hers, and her spiritual power was almost depleted. If they were to truly fight, she had no chance of winning.

Wang Mingren’s expression fluctuated. He looked at Lu Yuhuan kneeling on the ground, sighed deeply, and said, “Senior Sister Lu, please get up! You’re willing to abandon your own cultivation path for Senior Brother Chen; I can let you go. If you trust me, come with me. In your current state, Senior Brother Sun and the others will find you sooner or later.”

“Thank you, Junior Brother Wang, thank you.”

Lu Yuhuan stood up, choking back sobs.

Wang Mingren conjured a red jade shuttle, carrying Lu Yuhuan as they flew back the way they came.

Half a month later, they appeared on an uninhabited island. The island was only about ten li in size, with sparse trees and faint spiritual energy.

“Senior Sister Lu, this place is very secluded. You can perform your spell in peace! I will guard you, and I hope you succeed.”

Lu Yuhuan bit her lip, grateful. “Thank you, Junior Brother Wang. I will repay your great kindness in my next life.”

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