Chapter 0288 – A Time of Life and Death – Absolute Return

by GreatBrother(위대한 다오 형제)

Bo Qianjing’s gaze landed on the wooden sculpture in Jian Wuji’s hands.

Jian Wuji carefully observed the change in his expression, that wooden carving, seemed to have touched his heartstrings, the originally empty eyes, gradually regained clarity, as if returning to the light.

To Jian Wuji’s surprise, Bo Qianjing laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Jian Wuji asked.

Bo Qianjing’s gaze, moving away from the wooden carving, looked towards Jian Wuji and said, "I should have taught you the art of carving in the first place."

The implication was that the wood carvings carved by Jian Wuji were really unpleasant to look at.

When Jian Wuji heard this, he didn’t get angry, instead he smiled and said, "This is my debut novel, it’s already pretty good."

"You can’t say I taught you that when you go out." Bo Qianjing said.

Although his tone was relaxed, blood kept spilling out from the corner of his mouth, but it seemed that he could no longer feel the pain, and only focused on the wooden sculpture in Jian Wuji’s hands.

"I …… I’m a little dizzy ……" said Birchglass.

His body, slowly collapsed, and the trees around him, also began to wither and fade, as if they had lost their vitality.

The wooden prison that had trapped the two men disappeared, and the sunlight spilled down, shining on Bo Qianjing’s pale face.

"Tell me who that person is!" Jian Wuji asked anxiously.

Bo Qianjing fell to his knees and looked at the surrounding grass and trees, his eyes filled with despair and remorse.

"You sent me to hell, why should I tell you?" Burqian Mirror said.

The pain he suffers is not just the fear of death, but the despair of learning that he may have been used for ten years with no way of knowing the truth.

He raised his head and looked around at the wooden carvings, which, too, had lost their former luster and become dull.

Could it be that all these wood carvings he spent ten years carving were for someone else?

"No …… it can’t be ……" Bo Qianjing muttered, unable to accept this fact.

The grass and trees around him shook violently, as if wailing for his death.

"You …… you less talk nonsense here!" Bo Qianjing roared, he wanted to deny Jian Wuji’s claim, but he was powerless to refute it.

Jian Wuji walked up to him, crouched down, and met him on all fours.

"I will avenge you and myself, so tell me who he is!" Jian Wuji said.

He knew that the more eager he acted, the angrier Bo Qianjing would become, but he had no choice, he had to know the truth.

Bo Qianjing’s eyelids, became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness began to blur.

"No …… don’t ……" Seeing this, Jian Wuji hurriedly pressed his palm against his chest and fed his true qi into his body.

Bo Qianjing coughed violently, blood spraying onto Jian Wuji’s face and body, but he did not stop channeling his true qi.

Bo Qianjing slowly opened his eyes, looked at Jian Wuji, and said, "You …… you also want to take revenge?"

Jian Wuji handed the wooden carving in his hand, to him, without saying anything, but Bo Qianjing already understood what he meant.

On that wooden carving, what was carved, was none other than Jian Wuji’s enemy.

"Your vendetta has nothing to do with me." Bo Qianjing said, "The person who approached me was not him."

Jian Wuji froze when he heard this.

"Not him?" Jian Wuji asked.

"He …… doesn’t look like this." Birchglass said.

At the end of his life, he seemed to have no more need to lie.

"Then who is he? How am I going to find him?" Jian Wuji asked.

However, Bo Qianjing did not answer, and before he died, what surfaced in his mind was surprisingly Qin Xiaoling’s figure.

"Xia Ling …… I’m sorry ……" A deep look of remorse appeared on Bo Qianjing’s face.

"I …… told Kusarin to kill her if I couldn’t get back on time ……"

Jian Wuji was shocked when he heard this.

"What? Where is she now?" Jian Wuji asked.

How could he not have expected that Bo Qianjing would order Qin Xiaoling to be killed?

"It’s already …… too late ……" said Birchglass.

"Where is she?" Jian Wuji asked again.

With his last ounce of strength, Burqian Mirror pointed in one direction.

Seeing this, Jian Wuji immediately utilized his "Quick Step" and darted towards that direction.

"Xia Ling …… In the next life, I will make amends to you again ……" After finishing these words, Bo Qianjing closed his eyes forever.

With his death, the trees around him, too, all withered and withered, losing their vitality.

Only those wooden carvings, which had lost their spirit, were left standing there silently, as if they were bidding him farewell.

Kusarin walked into the room, and Qin Xia Ling’s heart sank when she saw the look in his eyes.

Kusarin’s eyes, unlike in the past, did not have the usual respect and humility, but instead had more than a hint of pity and guilt.

"You’re here to kill me, aren’t you?" Qin Xiaoling asked.

Kusarin nodded and said, "Master has an order that I have to follow."

"I have no grievances with you, why are you trying to kill me?" Qin Xia Ling asked.

"I mean you no harm." Kusarin said.

For the first time, Qin Xia Ling felt the approach of death, and she couldn’t believe that she would die here.

"I don’t want to die in a place like this, let me take one last look at the sky." Qin Xia Ling said.

Kusarin hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay."

He turned to the door and opened it.

Just the moment he opened the door to his room, Qin Xia Ling suddenly stormed out.

"Swish!"

The wooden peg in her hand stabbed at Kusarin’s throat with lightning speed.

Kusarin reacted extremely quickly and dodged sideways, but the wooden peg still cut through his neck, and blood immediately gushed out.

Qin Xia Ling took the opportunity to rush out of the room and ran towards the distance without looking back.

She rolled on the ground a few times before getting up and continuing to run forward.

But soon, she stopped in her tracks.

Kusarin covered his neck and walked out of the room.

"I understand you." Kusarin said.

On his neck, blood was dripping, but the wound wasn’t deep, he was after all an expert, even if Qin Xia Ling sneak attacked, he couldn’t kill him with one blow.

Qin Xia Ling didn’t run away because she knew that she couldn’t escape.

Outside the door, there stood dozens of black-robed men holding weapons, sealing off her retreat, all of them.

She turned to look at the grassy forest and said coldly, "You understand me? What do you understand? The one who is going to die is me, not you! Can you alleviate your sins by putting on an act of compassion? You are even more detestable than those despicable and shameless villains!"

"I understand you." Kusarin said, still calmly.

"Good, since you understand me ……" Qin Xia Ling raised the wooden peg in her hand and said, "Then let me die a painful death!"

Even though her internal power was blocked, she didn’t want to tie her hands, she was going to fight until the last moment.

"Are you going to let me die like this without any power to fight back? Unlock my acupoints and let’s fight in a dignified manner!" Qin Xia Ling said.

She knew that even if she unlocked her acupoints, she wouldn’t be able to defeat so many enemies, but she still wanted to fight to the death.

"You are a renowned rising star in the jianghu, if I unlock your acupoints, won’t I be asking for death?" Kusarin said.

"So you’re going to act like a coward and kill an unarmed, weak woman?" Qin Xia Ling taunted.

Even if she died, she would die with dignity, and she would make the grass forest, remember her name forever.

"It makes me feel better when you say that." Kusarin said.

When Qin Xia Ling heard this, she was enraged, she once again rushed towards the grass forest, the wooden pegs in her hand, turned into a cold light, and stabbed straight into the grass forest’s vitals.

Although her internal power was blocked, she was still agile and her moves were vicious, aiming for Kusarin’s vitals.

Kusarin exchanged more than ten moves with her, and then suddenly blasted out a fist, hitting Qin Xiaoling squarely in the face.

"Bang!"

Qin Xia Ling was knocked out and fell heavily to the ground.

"Sorry to bruise your fancy face." Kusarin said.

The black-clothed men around them burst into laughter.

Qin Xia Ling covered her face, climbed up from the ground, stared angrily at Grass Forest, and said, "You’d better live a more sincere life in the future, the way you are now, that’s the real you, you’re a murderous executioner, you’re a despicable and shameless villain!"

Kusarin didn’t retort, he knew that Qin Xia Ling was right, he wasn’t a good person, he was just a poor guy who had to do all the bad things in order to survive.

He, as well as those men in black behind him, were all sinners, they were all fugitives hunted by the martial arts, they were all people who could not see the light of day.

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