PGC 676+

Chap 722

Chapter 722

Chapter 722: Duanmu Yao reveals the truth Original and most updated translations are from volare. If read elsewhere, this chapter has been stolen. Please stop supporting theft.

As Han Yunxi waited uneasily in the hall, Long Feiye and the rest were simply on the second floor above her. There were nine stories total in this building. Aside from the grandmaster’s personal quarters on the ninth floor, the rest were simply dark and empty rooms. Candlelight illuminated a small tea table where Long Feiye was steeping tea while the sword sect master treated Duanmu Yao’s wounds on one side.

He hadn’t said anything upon reaching the second floor. All he did was continuously channel true qi into Duanmu Yao’s body in an attempt to bring something back, but all of it dispersed as soon as it reached her dantian. It was incapable of containing any qi, meaning she had been effectively crippled as a fighter. It didn’t take long before the sword sect master had used up a full layer of power from his reserves, but he still insisted on continuing.

Instead of pressuring Long Feiye or comforting Duanmu Yao, he seemed lost in his own world, wasting his precious true qi again and again to try and save his final hope. Long Feiye silently drank his tea while looking at his master, his thoughts wholly on Han Yunxi. Actually, she had lied to his master just then. Back at Lost Void Lake, she’d told him that the stomach poison had no antidote. He didn’t understand what she was playing at, but he knew that she’d been wary of Duanmu Yao spilling the secret at one time.

There was no way that needle of hers held any antidote. But how could it still alleviate Cang Qiuzi’s pain? And why had she given the needle to him afterwards? What were her motives? If not for his misgivings, he wouldn’t have let her do that at all.

“Master...it’s not use. It’s no use, sobsob….master, don’t waste any more true qi.”

“Sobsob, Yao Yao is sorry to you and shimu.”[1. shimu (师母) - literally “master mother,” in this case used to refer to the master’s wife. Although the sword sect master never officially married, he did have his former disciple turned lover.]

“Master, Yao Yao feels so sad…”

Duanmu Yao broke into sobs before the sword sect master finally stopped. Unlike the killing intent from before, he only gave a long sigh and took all his grief into his heart. He had always been a cool and calm man, but when he was flooded with emotions it was still hard to hide his pain. There were times when he wished he could completely lose his mind.

Perhaps by going insane, I could finally forget everything.

Long Feiye raised his eyes and said coldly, “Duanmu Yao, you should thank Heaven and Earth that your lordship didn’t kill you.”

At this, the sword sect master viciously flicked his sleeve, sending a powerful current towards Long Feiye. It didn’t hurt him, but it did shatter the teacup in his hand to pieces.

“What else do you want after your junior sister’s left like this?” the sword sect master still had his temper.

Long Feiye immediately rose to his feet, voice frosty. “Does she have any justification left? Colluding with Lady Leng Yue and kidnapping my imperial mother? If Han Yunxi hadn’t known enough poisons to attract a poison mosquito swarm and lead us out of the matrix pathway, we would have died in that formation ages ago! If she has the guts to do it, she should owe up. If she has the nerve to provoke your lordship, then she needs the courage to face death! Someone who cravenly clings to life like this is worthy of being a Celestial Mountain disciple as well?”