Volume 4: Shu Zhong. Zheng Xie Chapter 3: Mandarin Ducks, How Can You Bear It? Yin and Yang Separated by the World

  Wu Gou didn't speak, seemingly also recalling the Devil Cult's leader. Then he spoke in a low voice: "It's been over a decade since we've seen our leader... unfortunately, I won't be able to see him one last time before my death!"

  Lady Wan Dao wiped away her tears and said, "Old man, don't say unlucky things, you'll get better soon! The Master is traveling far and wide, if he wasn't cultivating his divine skills, he would have come to see us long ago! Old man, it's just a pity that in order to block the Kunlun Sect, the Qingcheng Sect disciples and Lie Chi Yan, your pair of Wu hooks and my left-handed Blood Rotating Curved Knife were all lost. The third of our Holy Sect's top ten unique weapons has actually fallen into the hands of those despicable people from the Kunlun Sect! But what does it matter? When you're better, I'll forge as many Wu hooks as you want!" Behind her words, she was also in a state of mental turmoil, questioning and answering herself.

  "But how is it that you can wield the 'Bloody Silver Gun Twenty-fourth Style' with such mastery? Especially that 'White Horse Silver Gun' move, the movement between stances, the expansion and contraction, the shifting and transition, all perfectly executed, without a single mistake. It's as if your skill is on par with your senior brother's when using this move, without any difference whatsoever?" Wu Gou, the old man, had blood splattered all over his face, but he allowed his wife to gently wipe it off, still asking with a mix of jealousy and seriousness in his tone. He knew he was going to die soon, so he no longer held back any reservations, speaking out the feelings he had harbored in his heart all along. Back then, when he and the Silver Gun Old Man were competing with each other, they had crossed hands many times, so it was only natural that he remembered the "White Horse Silver Gun" move vividly. Now, at the moment of his death, it suddenly appeared clearly before his eyes.

  Mr. Chu Qi, on the ninth day of the first month, he heard that such a famous and powerful demonic sect elder was still so sentimental about his children, but soon they would be separated by life and death, how could he not feel as if his heart was being cut with a knife?

  "I've said it before, this 'Bloody Silver Spear Twenty-Four Styles' is a skill that my senior brother and I have been practicing together since we were young, and the move 'White Horse Silver Spear' was even created by my senior brother and me when we were training. You also know that I never hide anything from you. Although it's been decades since I last held a silver spear, I'm still familiar with it after more than 20 years of practice. Now that the weapon is in my hand, how could I be unfamiliar with it? Moreover, you've long known that I've incorporated 'Bloody Silver Spear Twenty-Four Styles' into the 'Blood Rotation Golden Curved Knife' technique, and over the decades, I've been practicing it every day. How could I not be familiar with it?" She wiped away the bloodstains on her husband's face, but he spat out more blood before she could finish wiping. Just as she finished cleaning him up, Wu Gou Long Lao coughed up another mouthful of fresh blood.

  She, however, was extremely pitiful and had no intention of giving up. She continued to wipe away the blood and said: "Old man, once you're better, I'll even throw away this last curved knife and we won't use it again. The two of us will go to Donghai Shengdie Island, never return to Zhongyuan, and no longer care about the right and wrong of the Jianghu. We'll live in the place where we first met, grow flowers and weave fabric. What do you think?" As soon as she spoke, she knew her husband was on the verge of death, two lines of tears streaming down her face, unable to hold back any longer! Moreover, immediately following that, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and she too had suffered severe injuries!

  "I know I'm going to die, why do you have to speak so kindly to deceive me? I'm afraid that once I'm gone, you'll go and guard the grave for your master's brother! Now you're trying to coax me like this?" Wu Gou's heart was truly filled with sorrow and love for his wife, but he had spoken in this way for decades, and now, as he faced death, the bitter feelings in his heart grew stronger, and he spoke without thinking.

  "Fine... fine... you still don't believe me, if today I die with you, then you'll believe me!" The curved knife lady said, suddenly standing up, turning around, her right hand lifted, and slashed at her neck. Everyone saw a flash of golden light from her right hand, she had used the only remaining curved knife in her right hand to kill herself. Her body slumped over, falling into Wu Gou's arms, already dead!

  On the ninth day, with Bai Zhuye, Xiao Qing and others did not faint, but they had only seen her husband and wife quarreling before, and no one expected Madame Wan Dao to be so chaste and heroic. Chu Jiu stretched out his hand and shouted loudly: "Don't!" Wanting to stop him, but it was too late!

  This time, even Chu Qi was amazed, the Demon Cult's elder, his actions were truly beyond comprehension!

  Lin Meng'er saw from afar and suddenly understood, then burst into loud sobs. She was too weak to hear the conversation between Madame Wan Jian and Wu Hookong, but having lost her mother at a young age, she had been treated with kindness by Madame Wan Jian in recent days, just like a real mother, how could she not be moved!

  "Alright...alright..." Wu Gou's old man let out a hearty laugh, followed by violent panting, and two streams of turbid tears also flowed down. The love he had for his wife in his heart, how could it be expressed in words? Thinking about how his beloved wife would spend her days after his death, he couldn't help but feel sorrowful and bitter, his heart like a knife cut!

  He never thought his wife would be so chaste and virtuous, cutting her own throat in an instant!

  The mountains were filled with a suffocating silence, and after a long while, Wu Gou's elderly voice was extremely weak as he coughed repeatedly. He turned his head to Yu Jiu and Lin Man'er and said: "Yu Jiu young brother, Man'er young lady, please come over here!"

  Lin Meng'er heard that and supported Chu Jiu as they slowly walked over, the distance between them was only about 15 meters, normally it would take no more than a moment to walk past each other.

  Now at the beginning of the ninth hour, he was taking one painful step after another, stirring up the internal injuries in his heart. His pulse was like a needle pricking him, but he didn't make a sound. He just gritted his teeth and endured, continuing to walk for another half an hour before the two of them finally squatted down beside Wu Gou's elderly master. Mr. Chu Qi, Bai Zhu Ye, and Xiao Qing knew that Wu Gou was about to give his last words, so they all had the intention of withdrawing and no longer listening to what Wu Gou had to say.

  As expected, Wu Gou's face was covered in cold sweat on the ninth day, but Lin Meng'er approached him and saw that there wasn't a hint of pain on his face. Indeed, he was such an unyielding man! His heart felt a surge of joy, knowing that his last entrustment would not be misplaced!

  Wu Gou's elderly husband sighed for a long time before saying, "Little brother on the ninth day and Tang Er's young lady, thank you both for going to the Heaven's Gap and Earth's Seam to deliver news for my wife and me. You have given us eight more days of life!"

  On the ninth day, a bitter smile, even if they escaped from the abyss, what could they do? Or was it just eight days later, and they would both die together!

  "Uncle Wu Gou, you definitely won't die, definitely not!" Lin Meng'er only sobbed silently. She saw Madame Wan Dao slitting her own throat from a distance and didn't know what they were saying. Now she just went to hug Madame Wan Dao with her hands and stroked the Madame who was still kind to her in the morning, but now has already passed away. How could she not be heartbroken? She had no resentment towards Elder Wu Gou, of course. Now hearing Elder Wu Gou's last words made her even more sorrowful.

  "Life and death are destined, wealth and nobility are in heaven. What is there to grieve about in life? What is there to regret in death?" Wu Gou's old man suppressed the sorrow in his heart and continued, "There are still three things that my wife and I have not finished, please ask Xiao Jiu and Tang Er to help!"

  On the ninth day, my heart was slightly moved, and I had a slight thought. I thought that Wu Gou and Wan Dao were among the top ten elders of the Demon Sect, so the last words they left must be related to the affairs of the Demon Sect, or even the most important secrets within the sect. As a disciple of the Orthodox School, should I agree or not?

  These past few days, it's because I've been constantly with Yin Gun Elder, Wu Gou Elder and Wan Dao Furen that although I don't think they're evil spirits, my master sister and I are already heavily injured to the point of death!

  Previously, it was even more so because of the trust placed in him by the Silver Gun Elder to pass on a message and entrust the Silver Gun to the Heaven's Crack Earth Seam. Later, he followed the two great elders of the Demon Sect into Shu, playing hide-and-seek with the four major sects, but ultimately was severely injured by Lie Chi Yan at the "Wait for the Moon Inn", making it difficult for him to survive.

  He subconsciously turned his head with difficulty, wanting to see if Mr. Chu Qi had any hints. But on the other side, Mr. Chu Qi, Bai Zhuye, and Xiao Qing were already thirty meters away, unable to give him directions!

  Mr. Chu Qi was even more so, with his back to himself, looking up at the sky, as if he was also in thought! And next to him, Lin Meng'er had already cried into a tearful person, but no matter whether this dying person was a righteous person or a demonic elder, he nodded early and said: "Wu Gou, uncle, what do you have to say? Just say it, Master will definitely take responsibility!" At the beginning of the ninth month, Lin Meng'er saw that his heart softened, and he had never refused any request from his master sister before, so he nodded, naturally meaning that he agreed!

  Wu Gou saw that Chu Jiu had finally nodded in agreement, and he knew that Chu Jiu was a man of his word. Although he came from the orthodox school of Xuanmen and was biased against the demonic sects, once he agreed to do something, he would definitely see it through.

  And he also knew that the blood flowing through Lin Meng's body was even more closely related to the Holy Sect, supreme and unparalleled. He put down his mind and said: "Little brother, the package in front of my chest is wrapped around by my Demon Sect's treasure 'Tian Can Blood Jade'! It was dug out from the Heavenly Pit that day. Now, little brother, you take it out now, I want to hand it over to you solemnly!"

  After he finished speaking, he looked down at his chest with a gaze that seemed to be his most revered, looking at the thing in his arms with a serious face, his complexion trembling, and somewhat excited, waiting for the ninth day to take it, he himself had no more strength to retrieve it.

  Lin Meng'er and Chu Jiu only came to realize that the object hidden in the black sandalwood box within the Heaven-Devouring Earth-Fissure was called "Heavenly Residual Blood Jade". They were astonished that this small object could cause the two great elders of the demonic sect to go to such great lengths, exhausting themselves for sixteen years. And yet, it only took a glimpse of its shadow at the bottom of the earth fissure to scare away the Flame-Spitting Beast, an otherworldly monster. Its power was truly astonishing!

  It turned out that the object was actually the "Tian Can Xue Yu", a treasure of the Demon Sect.

  The two of them were young, and naturally didn't know that the "Heavenly Residual Blood Jade" and the "Kan You Ancient Sword" were ranked as the second of the three greatest treasures of the Devil Sect. How could they possibly understand the mysterious and wonderful aspects of these treasures?