The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 898: Qingwu, Farewell Forever-Second Part

This was originally intended to help Siheng steady his emotions. Little did they know, it caused him even more distress. It was as if thousands of sharp needles were piercing his internal organs, causing his entire body to tremble slightly. However, the pressing matter at hand was of utmost importance. Siheng composed himself and quickly reviewed Qingwu’s memories once more. In a short while, he opened his eyes. His dark eyes were slightly moist and red.

Qingwu, feeling weak, painfully knelt on the ground. Cinian and Chu Yang could hardly wait to ask, "How is it?" Siheng’s expression was not pleasant as he replied, "He had already prepared for this, extracting that particular memory." Nanli was not surprised. Qingwu was cunning and resourceful; of course, he would have some contingency plan. She inquired, "Is there anything strange in his memories? There should be some trace of where he stored that memory, right?"

Siheng said, "No, this memory seems to have been extracted by someone else, so there is no trace left behind." Qingwu, having recovered a bit, smirked triumphantly, "Siheng, I told you! Not only do you have confidants, but I do too!" "So, that means your confidant has been hiding all along," Nanli raised her eyebrows. "We don’t know who this confidant is, and now you don’t know either."

Qingwu was about to agree that this was the best solution he could think of. "Then... you... are useless alive!" Nanli suddenly launched an attack, her eyes filled with coldness. She directly teleported over. Qingwu’s eyes widened, "Wait... wait!" As before, Nanli first severed his arms. A scream pierced the sky. Qingwu fell to the ground, bleeding profusely. His spiritual power was suppressed, and he couldn’t stop the bleeding.

Ximen Chuan stepped forward to stop her, "Don’t kill him yet." Nanli turned her head, her gaze equally fierce. Qingwu tried to grasp this lifeline, "Lord Ximen! Lord! Save me! Save me!" Ximen Chuan hesitated, took a step back, swallowed hard, and said, "What I meant was, let me take his inner pill before killing him. If he dies first, the inner pill’s effectiveness will be greatly diminished."

Qingwu nearly fainted, his face pale as he cursed, "Ximen Chuan! You despicable creature! Your viciousness is no wonder your parents died early! They were killed by you!" "You still have the strength to curse me! You once ordered the killing of my subordinates. Your fate today is what you deserve!" Ximen Chuan kicked him fiercely. Qingwu had just rolled over when Ximen Chuan, without hesitation, pulled out a curved blade. With two swift slashes, a cold light flashed, and he directly cut open Qingwu’s stomach. He used the technique for extracting the inner pill and reached inside. Qingwu’s screams became even more fierce。

Such a bloody scene made many people frown. The wind blew. Nanli, smelling the blood, remained calm inside. Before the inner pill was taken out, Qingwu still had a tenacious will to live. He endured the pain and quickly shouted, "Nanli! Nanli! If I die, you won’t get that Glassy Bottle! Only if I’m alive... if I’m alive, he will exchange the Glassy Bottle for me!"

Ximen Chuan’s hand paused. He was waiting for Nanli’s decision. Although he didn’t know what the Glassy Bottle was, it seemed extremely important to her. Yun Shen thought the same way. He had witnessed the power of the Glassy Bottle and, in a moment of urgency, said, "The Ninth Princess, you’ve already used one Glassy Bottle to detoxify your master. Think again, it’s just about sparing his despicable life."

As soon as these words were spoken, Cinian’s voice broke: "Wha... What?!!!" No wonder Yun Yubai’s cold poison could be cured. It was because of the Glassy Bottle! Siheng frowned slightly, his sharp gaze sweeping over Yun Yubai. Even Qingwu was stunned. He looked at Nanli, his eyes filled with disbelief: "That’s your blood and inner pill, mixed with your divine power. You... you actually used it for Yun Yubai. Heh, Nanli, how could you be so foolish..."

Ximen Chuan turned his head sharply. Yun Shen was stunned. Even Crimson Glow Peak Master, who was severely injured, lifted her eyes in shock. Divine power? What did this mean? Even Cinian lightly pounded his chest, saying, "Master Nanli, you... you... oh!"

By chance, Yun Yubai was a half-human, half-demon hybrid. Hadn’t Nanli suffered a great loss? Nanli ignored the others and instead gave Qingwu a cold smile:

"All those years ago, you all conspired against me, using the God-Slaying Formation to shatter my inner pill and carve out my flesh. Ever since I regained a bit of my memory, I’ve constantly reminded myself."

"If any of you ever fell into my hands, I would make you suffer the same pain."

After saying this, she mercilessly swung her sword at Qingwu’s feet. Both feet were severed. Blood had already soaked the ground. Qingwu’s face turned ashen. He no longer wanted to struggle or beg for mercy. Because——

"Rather than regaining my former power, I’d rather see you die today."

Nanli raised her sword again and slapped a talisman that would annihilate the soul and spirit onto the blade. Her eyes were filled with determination and sharpness as she continued, "Qingwu, farewell."

Ximen Chuan understood her intention and quickly took out the inner pill as her sword blade fell. The sword chopped off Qingwu’s head, and along with it, his soul and spirit were also completely destroyed. Nanli took a deep breath, naturally feeling a sense of vindictive pleasure. In less than three months, Qingwu, Yan Buxiu, Valley Lord Yang, Shanhai, Ji Chengyi, and the already deceased Palace Master Du— all six main culprits who had harmed her— had been eliminated.

Siheng had already moved to her side, supporting her and softly saying, "Don’t worry, I’ve already sent Nan Yi and Qing Feng to Jialan and Penglai Island, respectively." As for the Glassy Bottle in the hands of Qingwu’s confidant, he would find a way to locate it.

"They appeared once before and then disappeared again; they must have gone to help you restore your soul," Nanli immediately felt something was amiss. "The second elder is still reliable... but Qing Feng, can he handle it?"

Siheng said, "That’s why I sent Nan Yi to Penglai Island to directly retrieve the Glassy Bottle. As for Qing Feng, I just had him stay in Jialan and keep an eye on the Glassy Bottle, making sure no one takes it. He doesn’t need to take action; we’ll wait until I get there."

Nanli said, "Then let’s hurry over." She didn’t think Qing Feng would follow orders. As soon as she mentioned this, Siheng felt a movement in his Qiankun Bag. It was the Telestone vibrating. He recited the spirit charm. It was indeed Qing Feng.

"H-Holy... Celestial Sovereign!" Qing Feng’s voice was very weak. "It’s bad, it’s very bad, someone is trying to... seize the Glassy Bottle!"

Siheng’s face changed in shock. He immediately grabbed Nanli’s hand, cast a Transfer Talisman, and the two of them vanished together. Their speed was so fast that everyone else didn’t have time to react.

"Where did they go?" Ximen Chuan was the first to speak.

"Why can’t you think straight at a critical moment? They must have gone back to Jialan Celestial Mountain!" Cinian said, his expression serious. "We need to hurry over and support them!"

Ximen Chuan rolled his eyes at him, "Support? We’d just be in the way. Our spiritual power is almost depleted."