Chapter 196: People Are Like Lamps, Life Is Like Oil
n collapses, it becomes a dead end." Regarding Lin Zhenglun, what I want to express is an ordinary person who has no choice but to cultivate in this extraordinary world, struggling and striving. Just...The sun-scorched flying vessel left the realm of illusions, soaring out of the "Sea of Death".
On the island dedicated to repairing and docking flying vessels, Jiang Wang retrieved the spirit stones he had "lent" and bid farewell to the cultivators from Yanggu Valley before heading towards Huaidao.
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It is already the morning of April 14th.
Used to the dark, murky nights of the netherworld, flying in this starry sky above a moonlit sea brings a feeling of "parting clouds to see the moon," a sudden clarity!
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Though this journey was a near-death experience, I ultimately survived and emerged from the perilous situation.
Though deeply in debt, this line has finally completed the laundering and can save that foolish girl. Not betraying others, not betraying oneself.
And the experience of being in the maze, he will never forget.
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Those cultivators who fought to the death, those who set aside worldly concerns and united as one, in the face of threats from outsiders, what kind of spirit could the human race ignite...
Every cultivator who has reached the realm of the outer building should indeed go to the Illusory Realm once, and see what those people have done for the human race.
The azure cloud imprint appeared and then vanished, leaving a beautiful trail in the air.
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He finished the money laundering in nine days and returned to the near sea at dawn on the tenth day. During this period, he did not relax for a moment, not wasting a single breath of time.
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Every second counts; it's a race against time.
Even if he were to start over, he wouldn't be able to do the same thing, so it was already impossible to do better.
Tianya Stage is right before our eyes.
It is said to be the line of inscription left by the ancestor of Diu Ha Lou, and it can be seen from far and near.
Because the formation on the Heaven's Edge Platform has already been activated, it is impossible to directly fly down.
He circled in one direction, and thus he saw... on the stone steps leading up to Tianya Pavilion.
Zhong Xuan Sheng, Fourteenth, Jiang Wuyou, Li Longchuan, Yan Fu, each a familiar figure.
"What are you all doing here"
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Jiang Wang crushed the Qingyun imprint, gracefully falling. He suppressed the warmth in his heart and casually asked: "How is Daoist Zhu"
He knew these friends must have been following his updates, so they could be waiting here before he returned to Tianya Forum.
When parting, we see each other off; when arriving, we greet each other. Though heaven and earth may separate us, our hearts remain as one.
Isn't that just how it is between friends
But Chongxuan remained silent.
Jiang Wuyou's phoenix eyes were filled with killing intent. He remained silent.
Lee Longchuan's face was grim.
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Yet, Yan Fu watched him peacefully, concealing his worries deeply.
It was like an invisible hammer striking my chest.
Jiang Wang felt a strong sense of unease, forcing a smile and saying, "What's wrong You all look so strange."
“Brother Jiang, you truly are radiant! Your exploits during the journey to the Netherworld have reached even our shores, and they are truly impressive. I am deeply in awe!”
A young monk in black robes with gold trim bowed on the Tianya Stage: "Finally, I've waited for you to complete your mission and return. Quickly take Miss Zhu Biqiong away!"
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This person smiled very brightly.
Beside him stood a tall young monk with a complex expression on his face. But from his aura, one could tell that his cultivation was also extraordinary.
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Jiang Wang didn't know who these two people were, but he guessed they might be talented young figures from the Fishing Sea Building.
He didn't speak.
The standoff on the stone steps only intensified his unease.
He strode across the steps and onto Tianya Platform.
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Zhuge Biqiong was not bound, nor was she carried. She stood alone in the very center of Tiangetai.
Curled up.
like he was asleep.
After Jiang Wang went to the Netherworld for atonement, indeed no one punished her anymore, but no one paid any attention to her either.
She had been on the Tianya Stage for nine days and nights, curled up with a body drained of all her cultivation, barely clinging to life... It was already the tenth day now.
On the vast Tianya Platform, those black armored soldiers standing at the edge seemed to melt away with the night.
But that huddled, thin figure in the middle, and that moon still shining brightly on the horizon, both seemed equally lonely.
The moon shone brightly in the sky, while candles flickered and threatened to go out on earth.
"What does this mean" Jiang Wang asked.
He looked down at Zhu Biqiong, who was curled up on the ground, unmoving. Then he looked around at the people surrounding him, his expression a mix of sadness and joy, confusion and amusement: "What does this mean"
“Don’t worry, Jiang Wang. The Hua Ying Palace Master specially invited a doctor from Dongwang Valley. Things might not be hopeless. Let him have a look.”
Jiang Wang had already returned, so Ji Shaocheng had no more reason to stop him. Finally, Zhong Xuansheng and the others ascended to the Tiangya Platform.
Walking to Jiang Wang's side, Chong Xuan Sheng said in a comforting voice.
As his voice trailed off, from the crowd further down the stone steps, a veiled old man stepped forward. He walked lightly to Bi-Qing's side, half-knelt down, and placed his finger on her pulse.
Jiang Wuyou, Chong Xuan Sheng and the others had gathered so many people in front of Tianya Stage, and even invited a physician from Dongwanggu... What does this mean
Jiang Wang let himself not think about it.
On the vast expanse of the Tianya Stage, besides the sound of the sea wind and waves, there was nothing else.
When the old man from Dongwanggu opened his eyes, Jiang Wuyu asked, "Lao Su"
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Su Lao moved his fingers away and shook his head.
Jiang Wang stood there, only feeling his heart sink, sink down.
“You are the best physician in the nearby islands,” Jiang Wuyou continued, “You must have a way.”
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"Perhaps there was a time when it could have been done," sighed Lao Su, "But now, no medicine can save it."
Zheng Xuan was a little worried as he looked at Jiang Wang. "She was once an extraordinary cultivator, so she should have some foundation. Do you think we could try to…."
"Money is not a problem," Yan Fu said aloud.
“If she were an ordinary person, there might still be a way. The problem is that she used to be a supernormal cultivator. They stripped her of her cultivation and didn't care about her body at all. Their methods were extremely brutal, directly destroying her Dantian Palace and cutting off her future… Human beings have such strong vitality precisely because they have a future.”
Because Lao Su was well aware of the family backgrounds of these young people in front of him, he patiently explained: “Later, a pure and powerful energy protected her soul. But this energy wasn't much, and it was like water without roots, quickly dissipating. Judging from her condition, she actually couldn't have held on for three days ago. It's already a miracle that she's lasted until now.”
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She was struggling very hard.
Lao Su said: "But people are like lamps, and life is like oil. She has run out."
A person is like a lamp, and life is like oil. She has run out.
Actually, Jiang Wang didn't hear most of what they said. He had a strange sense of daze. After nine days and nights in the maze, he was too exhausted, too weary, his nerves stretched too tight.
But he heard the sentence clearly.
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“I tried my best.”
"I have great respect for the Diaohailou. They gave me a reason, so I went to solve it. They provided a path, so I walked that path."
His voice was calm, even tranquil: "I have exhausted everything, put forth every ounce of my effort. I did everything in my power, and I fought tooth and nail for what I couldn't. Every breath I took in the Netherworld was either spent fighting or healing."
“I really tried my best.”
He repeated himself, then asked, "But why is it still like this"
There was no sorrow on his face, but it felt even more painful.
He asked Chong Xuan Sheng, he asked Jiang Wu You, he asked Lao Su, he asked everyone present: "Who among you can tell me...why"inctively begin to use demonic energy.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!A surge of demonic energy rippled through the air, its power instantly shifting.If Song Wanxi wa...