336: Chapter 336 We are all born of the same blood, why are we so eager to harm each other?

"Chu Sheng's combination technique left no room for Wan Qiba."

"The colorful vitality intertwined with the purple Death Qi in the air, like two Dragons linked head-to-tail, shredding, tearing apart, and thoroughly purifying the black mist."

"Wan Qiba's body was sent flying backward by the impact; he coughed up a mouthful of dark red blood, and a section of his chest collapsed."

"His aura plummeted sharply, and that soul-wither lamp also lost control, swaying precariously in mid-air."

"Jiuer did not give him a chance to catch his breath."

"She took a step forward, a purple short blade coalescing in her hand, pressing against Wan Qiba's throat."

"Cold, sharp, hovering just a hair's breadth from his skin."

"Wan Qiba did not move."

"He leaned against the shattered reef, blood still hanging from the corner of his mouth, yet his face wore a complex expression."

"It was not fear, but rather a kind of exhaustion, a bitter, resigned smile."

""Little sister, do you really want to kill me?""

"His voice was hoarse, carrying a weakness pushed to its extreme."

""I am your brother, after all. Have you forgotten who used to take you over the wall to pick spirit fruits when you were little? Who took the punishment from Father for you?""

"Jiuer's hand trembled slightly."

"The tip of the short blade carved a tiny bloodstain onto his skin."

"In that instant, her eyes flashed with a violent fluctuation, as if she had been severely stung."

""Shut up." Her voice was very soft, yet carried an uncontrollable tremor."

"Wan Qiba did not shut up."

"He looked at her with gentle eyes, as if looking at a wronged child."

"Seeing that she did not strike immediately, a glimmer of light flashed in Qiba's eyes."

"His voice became more earnest, laced with a sobbing tone: "We are siblings born of the same mother...""

""When you fell down as a child, who carried you back? When you were bullied by other Yao Race, who stood up for you? When you suffered a Qi Deviation while trying to Cultivate, who watched over you for three days and three nights without daring to close their eyes?""

""I am your last remaining kin..." He murmured, as if sighing."

""I beg you, don't kill me. Let's make up, okay? Just like when we were little...""

"Chu Sheng stood not far away, watching this scene without interrupting."

"His fingers moved slightly, pressing against the hilt of his sword, but he did not draw it."

"He could feel the struggle within Jiuer's heart; that was a heart-trial, and if handled poorly, it could become a Heart Demon."

"That was a shackle harder to break than any external force."

"He hesitated for a moment, then sent a voice transmission, his voice kept very low, as if only for Jiuer to hear."

""This opportunity is too precious; next time, he will definitely be on guard.""

""If you let him go today, he will definitely make a comeback, and next time, he will not leave you a way to survive.""

""If you won't do it, I will.""

"Jiuer did not speak."

"Her gaze remained fixed on Wan Qiba's face."

"Wan Qiba seemed to sense something; looking at Jiuer's expression, his voice deepened slightly: "Little sister, can you really bear it? I am your only remaining kin——""

""Born of the same kin, why must we torment each other...""

"Before he could finish speaking, Jiuer suddenly interrupted him."

"Her previously wavering heart instantly became firm."

""The only remaining kin? Born of the same kin... why must we torment each other?""

"Her voice regained its coldness, "Those fox kin you harmed to death, are they not my kin too?""

"She crouched down, looking him in the eye, each word like a nail being driven into his ears."

""Father, Mother, those Elders who protected me as I grew up, those clansmen who haven't escaped from Qingqiu...""

""Every single one of them is your kin.""

""What right do you have to say you are my kin?""

"Wan Qiba's gaze flickered."

"The smile on his face could finally no longer be maintained."

"The short blade in Jiuer's hand was raised again."

"This time, her eyes were much firmer than before."

""Brother, rest in peace.""

"Her wrist exerted force suddenly——"

"Wan Qiba's body suddenly exploded in that instant, turning into a dense mass of black mist that scattered in all directions."

"His voice came from within the mist, carrying a lightness of success."

""Little sister, you are still too soft-hearted. That moment of hesitation you had was enough.""

"The black mist re-condensed into a blurry figure in mid-air, speeding away toward the depths of the Heavenly Pool with astonishing speed."

"Jiuer stood in place, the short blade in her hand still maintaining the stabbing posture, but it had stabbed into empty air."

"Her expression was very ugly."

"Chu Sheng walked over, stood by her side, and looked in the direction where Wan Qiba had disappeared, remaining silent for a moment."

""He had been waiting for this opportunity all along.""

"Chu Sheng said, "He deliberately stalled for time, waiting for Zhu Yin to finish preparations on his end.""

"Jiuer did not speak, but her fingers gripped the hilt of the short blade tightly, her knuckles turning white."

"In the distance, Wan Qiba's figure had completely merged into the darkness of the depths of the Heavenly Pool."

"His voice faintly drifted from the wind, sounding like a sigh, and yet also like a provocation."

""Little sister, next time we meet, you won't have such good luck.""

"Chu Sheng looked in that direction and silently muttered: "How insidious...""

"But he did not give chase."

"He turned to look at Jiuer, and said in a calm tone."

""They have gone to rendezvous. We must find that bald guy before they are fully prepared.""

"Jiuer was silent for a moment, then nodded and retracted the short blade."

""Let's go.""

"Her voice was very soft, but having realized something, she no longer had her previous wavering."

"Chu Sheng glanced at her, confirming that she had indeed adjusted herself, then turned and took the lead, speeding towards the depths of the seabed."

"Behind them, the night sky above the Heavenly Pool remained deep and dark, and those sounds of silk and bamboo instruments belonging to the Dragon Palace continued."

"Like a great, long dream from which one has yet to wake."

"And beneath the dream, the undercurrent was about to reach the surface."