Chapter 1236 - 1236, Life and Death

Chapter 1236, Life and Death

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“Saint, what do we do?”

Zhao Chen panicked in the face of such an unstoppable enemy and rushed to He Xiaofeng.

[Since you’re a Saint, you should handle it, right?]

[Besides, he’s dead while you’re alive.]

He Xiaofeng’s face twitched, his heart shaking as he found himself stuck unable to do anything. He was the Sacred Mountain’s young master, with lofty cultivation enough to toy with any other fools outside as none could do the same to him.

Here though, he couldn’t raise his head, for his fist was weaker.

Bam!

Another boom echoed as the Saint’s fist came for another blow. Lightning flashed, with the space cracking in places and warmth coming from one hole.

[That’s yang energy!]

He Xiaofeng shouted, “That’s the exit. Use it to leave!”

“Humph, you’re right about that, for no matter how hellish the Nether Sea is, a glimmer of hope will always exist.”

The dark man’s hand took out a cup with bamboo sticks, throwing it to the ground, “These are Life and Death Omens, with only ten of a thousand bearing life. Win and get lost. Lose and you’ll stay, forever.”

The group looked grave.

With this peak Saint taking charge, there was no forcing one’s way out. The only choice was to follow his rules, test their luck on those sticks and hope to get that one slim chance at life.

None felt the odds any bit promising.

“I’ll go first!”

Zhuo Fan stepped out. Others found this situation a life-or-death case, while he tried to look beyond it and understand its purpose.

[Since the Sovereigns set this up, I should be safe.]

Without a care, Zhuo Fan reached out for a stick. The others were tense and grateful.

Even Zhao Chen felt admiration for the man.

[Steward Zhuo is a cut above the rest. It’s a shame his cultivation is so low, for he excels in everything else. Not everyone can take the pressure of facing imminent death.]

They were oblivious to the fact that the game was rigged and he knew it.

The stick he chose had the word life written in red.

“Good sign.”

Zhao Chen laughed, “With just one percent chance, he picked life. Steward Zhuo’s fortune is beyond life, ha-ha-ha...”

“What fortune, that is a total disaster.”

“No, he is right.”

The peak Saint boomed, “You entered with your souls in the Nether Sea and manifested yin bodies. In other words, your souls’ energy is under the Nether Sea’s watchful eye. Any lie you say will be reflected on your yin bodies. As there is no reaction from him, this proves it is true.”

Chu Qingcheng shuddered, hanging her head in disbelief, “How could master...”

Zhuo Fan pondered.

[They know of the Sovereign path on her and they now want it.]

“Well, can I choose for her now?”

“Yes.”

Ignoring Chu Qingcheng’s crushed face, He Xiaofeng asked for clarification. Then grinned, having extended his life for a couple more minutes.

He now had another chance to actually survive this.

So he picked a stick again, far more carefully.

Pa!

He Xiaofeng chose from the middle and held out the stick with the red word as he cackled, “It’s life! I picked life. I can return, ha-ha-ha...”

“You three can return while the women will stay.”

The peak Saint spoke, “You also have the option to give your stick to another, if you so choose to.”

“Tch, who’d ever pick death over life? That added part is pointless.” Zhao Chen sneered.

As he looked around, he saw He Xiaofeng’s savage grin.

“W-what are you doing?”

“Nothing, just wish you’d give life to Qingcheng.” He Xiaofeng’s spoke evilly, “As my fiancée, I have to save her.”

[Screw you! Now you care? What about just now when you used her?]

Zhao Chen’s face twitched, cursing inside. Then he turned to Zhuo Fan, “Saint, why are you going after me when he also has one?”

“Yeah!”

He Xiaofeng’s eyes shone with savagery, setting his sinister smirk on Zhuo Fan.

The peak Saint stepped in, “Once chosen, only the two doing the exchange may decide. In other words, the one who chooses life must want to, but the one who chooses death must want just as well for the deal to work.”

“Tch, it’s obvious for a life chooser, but what’s up with a death chooser refusing?”

Zhao Chen sneered, “How do you know they wouldn’t want to?”

The man mocked, “Vulgar fools like you can never understand life and death. Have you forgotten that the Nether Sea is watching your souls? Your true intentions will be laid bare regardless of lies.”

[That’s why the Nether Sea insists for souls to enter. It’s like baring yourself and exposing every aspect of you.]

He Xiaofeng sighed and spat, “Zhuo Fan, weren’t you always fond of Qingcheng? You should sacrifice yourself for her.”

“No, I changed my mind.”

Zhuo Fan chuckled, turning to Bali Yuyu, “I want to give my life to Yuyu.”