The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 510: "Since You Don’t Cherish It, I’ll Just Kill You Again"

Chapter 510: "Since You Don’t Cherish It, I’ll Just Kill You Again"

"No need to trouble yourself, Senior. I can help him reunite his soul and body myself," Nanli rejected the offer. At first, she thought the senior was merely here to discipline his disciple, but now it seemed he too intended to take her husband. Destined for immortality? What a load of nonsense!

The gray-robed immortal was clearly displeased with her response. His two fingers joined, spiritual energy gathering at the tips.

"Fate with immortality cannot be severed. I must take him to the Immortal World. Think it over and answer me again," he warned. If she refused again, he’d have no choice but to kill her and dismantle the blood oath array.

Zhi Mi and the others glanced between Nanli and the immortal.

"Sister, maybe... maybe he’s telling the truth!" Zhi Mi urged, seeing no other option. They had barely survived the battle against the blue-robed disciple, let alone this powerful gray-robed immortal. The Ninth Prince clearly cared deeply for her. Once his soul and body were reunited, he would certainly return to her. For now, it seemed wiser to yield.

After all, they lacked the strength to defy the immortal.

"And what if he’s lying?" Nanli stared coldly at the immortal, her gaze sharp as a blade. "Destined for immortality? My husband already shot arrows that burned your so-called Immortal World to ashes--what kind of ’destiny’ is that?"

No matter what, no one would take Ye Siheng away today!

She then laughed softly. "Killing a mere mortal like me will surely bring you heavenly tribulation. So, all things considered, I won’t lose."

"Ah, stubborn and foolish. Even if I kill you, I have ways to survive the heavenly tribulation," the gray-robed immortal said coldly. "Since you won’t cherish your life, I’ll just have to kill you again."

Kill her again? Nanli found that statement strange, but before she could ponder it further, the immortal lunged at her, aiming his spiritual energy directly at her brow--moving with incredible speed.

Nanli barely had time to reach for her Teleportation Talisman.

Luckily, with her current abilities, she could activate the talisman without incantation. In the moment his fingers were about to strike her, she managed to dodge, teleporting a few paces away.

The gray-robed immortal paused momentarily, turning to see her now several steps away. He chuckled, "Interesting."

Even though this woman’s golden core had been shattered, and she had been reincarnated with only a fragmented soul, she still possessed such extraordinary talent and power. It was truly impressive, especially considering she was refining her body and cultivating in a world without spiritual energy!

But the more remarkable she seemed, the more dangerous it was to let her live.

Without further hesitation, he launched himself toward her again.

Nanli was ready this time, throwing several Talisman into the air. Golden light flashed as she activated her Dark Moon Sword, merging it with a powerful formation. In an instant, a devastating strike took shape.

The skies darkened, clouds roiling with thunder. The sword gleamed with a ghostly Soul-Burning Flame. As the immortal neared her, she swung her sword.

The eerie flames encased him, enveloping him in a blazing net. Lightning rumbled from the storm clouds above, striking down with deafening force.

"Master!" the blue-robed disciple shouted in alarm, glaring at Nanli. "What kind of evil path are you cultivating, using such sinister techniques?!"

But with his spiritual energy still depleted, he was powerless to help.

Just as the lightning struck, a Bagua Formation materialized above the immortal, glowing with radiant light.

The lightning was absorbed into the formation, and the Soul-Burning Flame surrounding him was soon extinguished by a burst of silvery light.

Nanli frowned deeply, considering summoning aid from the Nether Sect, but before she could act, the immortal shot a bolt of spiritual energy toward her, too fast for her to dodge.

It struck her chest, forcing her several steps back. She coughed up blood, her face paling instantly.

The spiritual energy was burrowing into her dantian, aiming to shatter her cultivation and abilities!

At this moment, Nanli finally understood the vast difference between her and an immortal from the higher realms. In this world without spiritual energy, she might never be able to advance further.

The gray-robed immortal stood there calmly, his Bagua Formation still spinning slowly around him. A mere mortal attempting to challenge him? How absurd. It was only a matter of time before her dantian was destroyed.

With a flick of his sleeve, he asked coolly, "So, have you reconsidered? Will you remove the blood oath array and live, or will you continue down this path?"

Nanli sat on the ground, her face ashen. Supporting herself with the Dark Moon Sword, she lifted her chin slightly. "If you’re going to kill me, do it already. No need for so much useless talk."

"Sister!" Zhi Mi, who had never seen Nanli defeated, was already sobbing in distress. He tried to rush to her side, but Nanli ordered the three Ming brothers, "Hold him back!"

"Ming Chong, pull the young master back," Ming Chong whispered, his own eyes glistening with tears. He knew the Ninth Princess well enough to understand that she would never beg for mercy.

"How dare you harm the princess! I’ll fight you to the death!" Qing Feng burst forward, sword drawn, charging at the gray-robed immortal.

Clutching her abdomen, Nanli could barely speak through the pain as her dantian was being destroyed. Qing Feng might be reckless, but he was loyal, always staying by her husband’s side. If he died, Ye Siheng would be devastated.

But the gray-robed immortal did not kill him. With a casual wave of his sleeve, he sent Qing Feng flying and scoffed, "What’s the point of you getting involved?"

Qing Feng hit the ground and immediately lost consciousness.

The immortal’s irritation grew. He hadn’t expected Qing Feng’s deep loyalty to Nanli, willing to sacrifice his life to protect her.

"It seems I must crush your soul, so you can never reincarnate," he said coldly.

"Master, let me handle it!" The blue-robed disciple stepped forward, eager to avenge his earlier humiliation.

The immortal glanced at his disciple and, not wanting to deal with this troublesome situation himself, summoned a crystal-like awl from thin air, filled with an eerie silver light.

"Go ahead," he said, handing the weapon to his disciple.

"Yes, Master!" The blue-robed man eagerly approached Nanli, relishing her helpless state.

"You were so arrogant just now. What happened? Can’t stand up anymore?" he taunted, spinning the Soul-Breaking Awl in his hand. "This is a powerful artifact from the Immortal World, used to punish demonic cultivators and criminals. You should feel honored."

As he lifted the Soul-Breaking Awl, preparing to pierce her soul, Nanli suddenly raised her hand, forming a seal that stopped the awl mid-air.

How could she still have such power? Her dantian was supposed to be shattered!

Then, he noticed a soft glow radiating from her chest. Something precious was keeping her alive--the cracked Spirit Pearl!