Immortal Mortal

”Peng!” The interior of the Ice Burst Talisman let out a bursting sound. Dong Lun’s body was blasted into juice by the explosion; trials of blood mixed in with the ice, staining the ice blood red.

Before he died, Dong Lun didn’t even know the deep enmity he had with Mo Wuji. He didn’t even believe that his death was related to the spiritual roots transfer. For many years, the Supreme Sword City’s Dong Clan had killed countless geniuses for their supreme spiritual roots. If each of their families came to seek revenge, even 10 000 Dong Clans would not be enough to appease them.

Mo Wuji walked over, picked up the Tian Ji Pole and gave it a quick shake; the frost on the pole immediately disappeared. After the Ice Burst Talisman had lost its effects, the frost also turned into the most ordinary of frost.

It was a great pity that Dong Lun’s belongings exploded together with him. If not, that fella definitely would have no lack of good items.

”This friend is so capable to actually kill Dong Lun… Ke Ke… Thanks for helping me seek revenge…” Seeing Mo Wuji turned his head over, the man heavily injured by Dong Lun stuttered as blood flowed out the corner of his mouth.

”You’re really quite resilient,” Mo Wuji responded coldly as he sat by the side. He was waiting for the other party to slowly die.

Seeing this fella still trying to gain his favour despite nearing death, it’s definitely not going to be for something good. If this fella survived, then when they leave the Five Elements Desolate Domain, it would be Mo Wuji’s turn to die. You wouldn’t even need to wait to leave the desolate domain, as long this fella’s injuries heal, then Mo Wuji would definitely die. It’s just that Mo Wuji had no enmity with this fella, so he was unwilling to immediately end his life.

”I’m the Heaven Demon Sect’s Zheng Hefei. If this friend is willing to help me once… I, Zheng Hefei, hereby swear…”

Without waiting for the other party to finish, Mo Wuji directly interrupted Zheng Hefei’s words, ”One, I can’t save you. Two, I still want to live for a few more years.”

Zheng Hefei coughed unceasingly and did not continue to plead for Mo Wuji to save him. Perhaps he knew that Mo Wuji’s words were true. With his current condition, even a Tier 5 Earth Pill Refiner might not be able to save him.

”If you tell me why Dong Lun was chasing after you, then perhaps I might give you a proper burial and your corpse will not get devoured by demonic beasts. I’m sure you have heard this before, if your corpse gets eaten by demonic beasts, it would be hard for you to reincarnate.” Seeing Zheng Hefei remaining silent, Mo Wuji took the initiative to talk. Regarding the difficulty reincarnating, it was all a story which he fabricated.

He had a bit of interest in the place which Dong Lun and Zheng Hefei found. The Five Elements Desolate Domain truly had good stuff, he bad personally seen it.

Zheng Hefei constantly coughed out fresh blood, Mo Wuji did not mind and continued to wait quietly. Previously when he said that he couldn’t save Zheng Hefei was indeed words of truth. With his current capabilities, he truly couldn’t rescue Zheng Hefei from his current predicament.

”OK… I’ll tell you… But if you ever have the opportunity… You must definitely pass the jade flute in my storage bag to my Heaven Demon Sect’s junior apprentice sister Yang Yingping. Tell her that I have already met my end in Five Elements Desolate Domain…” Zheng Hefei had already put in a lot of his effort to say all of that.

”I agree. In the future when I think that I’m powerful enough, I can help you with that,” Mo Wuji said lightly. Before he had the capability, he would not even think of helping Zheng Hefei.

He didn’t think that this Zheng Hefei would be such an emotional person, to think about his lover right before he died.

Even though he understood the meaning of Mo Wuji’s words, Zheng Hefei did not bother arguing as he continued to stutter, ”… From here, walk in the North-east direction for a day’s time… You can see an ice mountain… There…”

Before finishing this sentence, Zheng Hefei’s head cocked to the side, his breathing stopped completely.

Dead? Mo Wuji cautiously walked over and felt his pulse. Zheng Hefei was truly dead. He casually retrieved the storage bad from Zheng Hefei’s waist. Thereafter, he dug a pit and buried Zheng Hefei within it.

As for Dong Lun’s meat juice, Mo Wuji couldn’t be bothered to deal with it.