My Disciples Are All Villains

Chapter 393: Great Disturbance under the Heavens and the Plan to Capture Disciples

Yu Shangrong maintained this posture without moving. If this had happened to anyone, they would consider their options carefully. Put aside the possibilities of dying, if one were told to sever one’s leg to continue living, would one be brave enough to do it?

At this moment, Yu Shangrong was facing such a choice. Although it was not as cruel as severing his legs, severing the Golden Lotus was just as difficult to accept. For cultivators, their cultivation base was their life. Without their cultivation base, they would be a good-for-nothing. It was no different from being dead.

…

Night fell. There was no light at all inside the Melilot Graveyard.

Yu Shangrong held his scabbard. He occasionally lifted the Longevity Sword with his thumb. The sound of the Longevity Sword sliding against the scabbard was exceptionally clear and piercing at this moment. It sounded like a butcher was sharpening his knife.

This went on for nearly an entire night.

When the dim light from above shone into the graveyard, Yu Shangrong’s thumb had stilled.

There was a predetermined end to everything. Perhaps, this ending had been written in stone since the day he left Brackish Mountain in his youth.

Was death terrifying? He would die without his cultivation base, sooner or later, anyway.

Zing!

Yu Shangrong lifted the Longevity Sword forcefully with his thumb. With a force greater than before, his Longevity Sword shot into the air.

Yu Shangrong’s expression was determined as he rose to his feet and gripped his Longevity Sword. Meanwhile, his Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar illuminated the entire Melilot Graveyard. He did not even look as he swung his Longevity Sword.

Swoosh!

Sometimes, a forceful swing was not used to kill opponents.

After Yu Shangrong swung his sword, he looked at his Hundred Tribulations Insight avatar coldly.

The purple Golden Lotus was detached from the avatar above, independent of one another.

His avatar stayed in the air while the Golden Lotus fell!

Even under such circumstances, Yu Shangrong did not wish to appear miserable. He quickly tapped a few meridian points on his body before he sat with his legs crossed.

The instant he sat, his face turned ghastly pale, and sweat broke out on his face.

The lower half of his avatar fell on the ground and vanished as the upper half merged with his body.

Shortly after, his dantian’s sea of Qi underwent a sudden change. He felt as though a tsunami had broken out within himself. How powerful could a person be? He was still capable of maintaining a calm attitude even when he was so close to death. His expression remained unchanged. He was determined and indomitable.

He felt as though he was being roasted inside a volcano. His Primal Qi seemed to be trying to escape its vessel as it ricocheted inside his body. He remained unmoving as a mountain and endured it.

…

Time passed.

After an unknown period of time, Yu Shangrong sensed that his consciousness was still intact. He opened his eyes suddenly. His cultivation base had deteriorated greatly. From the Eight-leaf stage, it fell to the Seven-leaf stage, and then, to the Six-leaf stage.

The Primal Qi contained within his dantian’s sea of Qi leaked out slowly.

Five-leaf, Four-leaf, Three-leaf, Two-leaf, One-leaf.

Blood started to trickle from the edge of his lips.

However, Yu Shangrong did not despair from this. On the contrary, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips. Although he was gravely wounded and lost his lotus leaves, at the very least, he was still alive. Without his Golden Lotus, it was only natural for him to be without any leaves. That much was expected.

“That’s nothing. All I have to do is to sprout leaves again.” His voice sounded confident and lively inside the Melilot Graveyard.

His glory merely existed in his memories now. However, If one failed in life, all they had to do was to start over.

…

Meanwhile. Great Yan’s Liang and Yi Provinces were experiencing rapid changes.

Inside the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Mingshi Yin brought Jiang Aijian’s letter into the great hall. He looked at his master seated on his throne and said, “Master, Jiang Aijian wrote in his letter that the Imperial family has dispatched the army to Liang Province… The nations, Lou Lan and Rouli, have also sent their cultivators over. With Si Wuya’s intelligence, he would not likely miss this. We’d have to wait patiently for any changes in the situation.”