Chapter 827 - 322: I Am the Blood Demon Lord (Part 2)
Fan Wubing looked at her and calmly replied,
"I am the unforgivable enemy of the entire Immortal Dynasty."
Hatred surged in Pei Weiyi’s eyes like a tidal wave.
But this hatred wasn’t directed at Fan Wubing; it was directed at herself. She hated herself for falling in love with Fan Wubing.
"Between you and me, only one can live! No death, no rest!" Pei Weiyi wasted no words and directly began burning her own Dao and cultivation. She knew that against Fan Wubing, she had to give her all.
Fan Wubing wanted to stop her from burning herself, "Don’t do this."
Pei Weiyi roared angrily, "You’re insulting me! If you have even a shred of true feelings for me, then fight me with all your might; either let me defeat you or kill me!"
Wu Qianqiu and Tang Tang were both stunned.
Unexpectedly, the feelings between Fan Wubing and Pei Weiyi ran so deep.
Wu Qianqiu couldn’t help but wonder whether it was Fan Wubing who was deeply in love or Pei Weiyi.
Tang Tang whispered,
"A man with heavy sins."
She had always held some small resentment towards Fan Wubing because her close friend Fu Ming, for the sake of Fan Wubing, her junior apprentice, had almost given up everything.
Fan Wubing sighed.
He thought to himself, it has come to this point.
It was inevitable to think trivially of that saying... If only one knew then, what one knows now.
If the matter with Pei Weiyi had been resolved sooner, today would have been a scene of enemies meeting with great rage rather than lovers killing each other.
He hoped Pei Weiyi would see him as the bastard she needed to kill rather than facing swords filled with love and hatred.
As Pei Weiyi wished,
he did not yield but planned to end it here.
His momentum was like the universe pouring forth, instantly controlling Pei Weiyi.
This Fifth-Tier Tribulation Immortal had no chance of resistance and could only watch as Fan Wubing walked towards her.
Fan Wubing stood in front of her,
"As you said, I did not hold back."
Pei Weiyi stared at him intently, eyes filled with hate for herself and deep love for him, causing her immense pain,
"Kill me..."
Fan Wubing lowered his head and said,
"I’m sorry."
"Don’t apologize, don’t feel guilty. You just need to kill me." Pei Weiyi did not look away for a moment, demanding with great determination that Fan Wubing kill her.
Fan Wubing asked,
"Do you want to know the truth?"
"No, I don’t want to know anything." Pei Weiyi said.
Fan Wubing chuckled bitterly, "Alright then."
He placed his fingers against Pei Weiyi’s chest, intending to only kill her physical body.
She, however, grabbed Fan Wubing’s hand and placed it on her forehead,
"To kill someone, one should make her perish utterly, her soul annihilated and Dao extinguished."
Fan Wubing’s fingers trembled slightly.
Pei Weiyi almost ground her teeth to pieces, "I should die with honor and loyalty, not with shame and regret!"
Fan Wubing’s heart ached incessantly. He realized that after controlling Pei Weiyi for so long, he was still being controlled by her.
"Alright!" he said heavily.
His vast cultivation condensed into a needle, piercing Pei Weiyi’s forehead.
Pei Weiyi’s aura, soul, and Dao rapidly collapsed. Yet she suddenly laughed,
"Fan Wubing, you’ve been deceived by me; you’ve been deceived by me!"
Fan Wubing froze, "What?"
"I met Senior Jiang Ran long ago, she freed me from your control of the Enchanting Demon Dao. I knew you were lying to me all along. That’s why I hate it! I hate being so disappointing. Even without the Enchanting Demon Dao’s influence, I still fell hopelessly in love with you! So, I swore, I would deceive you too, otherwise, I would die with regrets!"
Pei Weiyi roared as she finished her last words,
"I want to make you personally kill a woman who loved you deeply, to let you live in regret and pain!"
Fan Wubing was struck as if by lightning; he used all means to save Pei Weiyi, to preserve her vitality and soul.
However, no matter what he did, he couldn’t stop her soul from collapsing.
In the end, he only preserved her physical body, while her soul and Dao completely disappeared.
Fan Wubing stood dazedly in place, with Pei Weiyi collapsing into his arms.
He could feel her warmth, smell, and vitality, but he couldn’t feel her presence.
At this moment,
he realized that what he didn’t dare face was not the false love Pei Weiyi had for him,
but the fact that through morning and night together, he had already developed feelings for her.
He stood still in place.
Beside him, Tang Tang and Wu Qianqiu were both shocked, completely unsure of what to do.
Tang Tang whispered,
"Aren’t you an expert in love? Go comfort him; now is not the time to mourn."
Wu Qianqiu smiled awkwardly,
"The Young Master has a better relationship with him, right? You’re friends, aren’t you? You should be the one to comfort him."
"Just business partners!" Tang Tang was very shrewd, but that was only investment acumen, "You’ve been swimming in the waters of love for so long!"
Wu Qianqiu self-deprecatingly said, "I only played around, it was just acting... I’ve never experienced true mutual willing affection or long-lasting love."
"If you haven’t experienced it, I certainly haven’t either!"
Love has always been regarded as something that disrupts the Dao heart and misleads the path to immortality in the Cultivation Realm, causing many to practice various Heart Techniques and Dao intents that sever emotions and love.
Therefore, genuine love is abundant in the mortal world but is rare in the Cultivation Realm, particularly among large families, great powers, and major figures.
Ultimately, Tang Tang felt the responsibility of being Fan Wubing’s senior apprentice’s close friend and stood up to say,
"Don’t be sad. The dead cannot be resurrected..."