Song of Adolescence - Chapter 453: A Life for a Life

Chapter 453: A Life for a Life

Su Changhe also retreated three steps, stopped himself, flung his sleeves and scattered the hidden weapons all over the ground.

Li Fansong went up to Tang Ze, who had collapsed onto the ground, seriously injured, and pulled him back. Worriedly, he asked “So many hidden weapons, and not a single one hit?”

“Tang Clan's Flying Flowers of Ten Thousand Trees can be used like this too? This is really an eye-opener,” Wushuang said, feeling impressed.

Fei Xuan panted heavily. “Wushuang-xiong, did you see what happened?”

Wushuang shook his head. “I couldn't make out the last bit clearly.”

Su Changhe walked forward three steps, but his face suddenly drained of colour. He looked down at the tip of his finger on his right hand where a small red dot gradually appeared. The red dot spread out, forming a small drop of blood. He snapped his head up and stared at Tang Ze's right hand.

Tang Ze smirked and showed his right hand. He was holding a small box, but the box had been opened and inside was packed densely with numerous pinholes.

Tempest Pear Blossom Needles!

“This was specially given to me by Head Elder Lianyue before I left. To die by the Tempest Pear Blossom Needles is your retribution.” Tang Ze forced himself to his feet. Receiving that last palm strike had snapped his meridians at over ten places. Even if he could be treated immediately, he probably wouldn't be able to exert his internal energy for at least a year. But, he managed to take Su Changhe's life in exchange.

It was worth it!

Su Changhe exerted all the qi in his body, trying to find the Pear Blossom Needle that pierced into his body. But, as soon as he exerted his qi, he felt as if he was being pierced by thousands and millions of silver needles. He vented all his qi at once and didn't dare to act rashly. Back then, he joined forces with the three elders from Tang Clan and used the Tempest Pear Blossom Needles to sneak attack Zhao Yuzhen and Li Hanyi. Finally, Zhao Yuzhen was forced to sacrifice himself in order to save Li Hanyi. Now that he had also been injured by the Pear Blossom Needles, karma had come a full circle. Retribution was a terrible thing.

“You're going to die,” Tang Ze said slowly. “No one can survive the Pear Blossom Needle, even if you're the Patriarch of the Hidden River.”

Su Changhe didn't answer, and he slowly closed his eyes.

If I'm going to die, I'm going to take you all to Hell with me!

He snapped open his eyes and forced himself into the Profound Realm.

Except suddenly, a man in black flashed in front of Su Changhe and stabbed a broken blade into Su Changhe's chest.

“You!” Su Changhe's eyes widened.

Su Muyu raised his head slightly, his eyes as calm as water.

Su Changhe raised his hand slowly, the centre of his palm surging with a black aura.

“Not good!” Li Fansong exclaimed, and was about to help, but Tang Ze reached out and pulled him back. “Don't go. If you go, you'll be the one who's going to die.”

“Shixiong,” Su Muyu suddenly called out in a soft voice.

Su Changhe stiffened and slowly lowered his hand. He bent his head, retreated three steps, and looked at the blood flowing out of his wound in his chest. He murmured, “Muyu, was I wrong?”

“In this world, there's no absolute right or absolute wrong. It's just that everybody has something they want to protect. Some people want to protect all under Heaven, but I only want to protect the disciples of our Hidden River,” Su Muyu said solemnly as he released his hand.

“Today, it's your turn to direct my funeral.” Su Changhe turned around and sat down cross-legged. He whispered, “At the end of Hell, I can see the light.”

“When the clouds are gone, I can see the moon.” Su Muyu gently pressed his hand on the top of Su Changhe's head, but he was no longer breathing.

Fei Xuan wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes. “Shifu's death has been avenged.”

Li Fansong jumped into the air and retrieved the Azure Empyrean sword which had been stuck into the nearby building. He growled angrily, “Went too easy on him. I want to cut off his head.”

Su Muyu suddenly turned around and raised his palm towards Li Fansong.

Li Fansong was taken aback for a moment and he said, “Although you renounced the dark and sought the light in the end, and helped us kill Su Changhe, you were also one of the people who killed my shifu. If you dare to stop me, I don't mind killing you too.”

“Renounced the dark and sought the light?” Su Muyu shook his head gently.

Wushuang stepped forward and stood between the two. “Look at those medicine men everywhere. Just now, they were afraid of this little Daoist boy's Great Dragon and Elephant Strength and didn't dare to come over. But now, they're all coming towards us. If we start fighting each other again, I'm afraid we're all going to die here.”

Tang Ze nodded and said, “We need to get out of here now. Su Changhe is already dead, and both the Tang Clan and Qingcheng Mountain have gotten their revenge. There's no need to grow another branch out of this knot.”

Wushuang said to Su Muyu, “Uncle Su, our brief period of shared fate is about to come to an end now.”

Su Muyu bent over and carried Su Changhe into his arms. He turned his back to Wushuang and without turning his head, he said, “You're a very good swordsman.”

Wushuang smiled and said, “Uncle too.”

Su Muyu smiled, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. With Su Changhe's body in his arms, he took a flying leap towards the Heavenly Revelations City gates.

“He's leaving the city?” Li Fansong asked.

Wushuang nodded. “Didn't the uncle say it? Some people want to protect all under Heaven, but some people, like him, just want to protect the Hidden River. There are no more Hidden River people in Heavenly Revelations, so there's no need for him to stay here. As for you guys, you should return to the Yong'an Prince Residence.”

Tang Ze frowned and said, “Xiao Yu brought the others to the Yong'an Prince Residence?”

“That's right. Su Muyu stopped their carriage, but only Su Changhe came down. The rest of them continued on to the Yong'an Prince Residence. They would have had enough time to destroy the entire residence by now.” Wushuang recalled that carriage and said in a low voice, “There was a breath on board, someone very frightening. Yet, there was something familiar about him that I can't place…”

Li Fansong carried Tang Ze on his back. “Let's go. Fei Xuan, go join Zitong. Clear up your qi a bit then continue killing those medicine men. Wushuang, are you going to join us?”

Wushuang lifted the sword casket onto his back and scratched his head. “Speaking of that, I'm actually on the White Prince's team so I'm not really on the same side as you guys. I have to return to the residence to see the situation first.”

Li Fansong turned around. “Goodbye.”

“I hope that the next time we meet, we won't be facing each other with blades and swords,” Wushuang said sincerely.

“We will never face each other with blades and swords, because we only use swords, right,” Li Fansong threw that out before he left.

“What a lousy joke.” Fei Xuan sighed and ran off towards a different street.

Wushuang carried the sword casket on his back, looked up at the moon in the sky, and murmured, “This is going to be a really long night.”

Yong'an Prince Residence.

Lei Wujie had already exerted his Grand Arhat Demon Subjugation Divine Skill to its pinnacle and from where Ye Ruoyi was standing, she could almost make out the true form of the Arhat materialising before her. Under Lei Wujie's red clothes, he did indeed resemble a golden form somewhat. But, if you said Lei Wujie had turned into the Arhat, then Wuxin was like Buddha and Lei Wujie could never do more than flounder in his palm. Lei Wujie was starting to feel his consciousness starting to fade and he realised it was caused by backlash from his Blazing Arts. He called out anxiously, “Xiao Se, strike with your sword!”

Xiao Se raised his sword to the sky and uttered solemnly, “Fragmented Heaven!”

“Just fragment it now!” Lei Wujie bellowed.

Xiao Se leaped into the air and swung his sword horizontally. It was as if all the moonlight under Heaven merged into a single body.

Wuxin raised his head, but his eyes narrowed slightly. To him, that was not the moon but the sun, its light blinding to the eyes.

Xiao Se slashed down hard with his sword!