"Junior Brother Wu... you’re actually still alive..."
Mu Yunqing’s eyes were filled with disbelief. He had thought Wu ngqi died long ago. He’d never expected his old friend to persevere for so many years. It was truly no easy feat for a furnace to survive this long. After all, Wu ngqi was just an ordinary furnace. He had no special constitution, no remarkable skills, and no one to protect him. The hardships he must have endured to stay alive were unimaginable.
"Senior... Senior Brother Mu... it’s ... it’s ... I am..."
Wu ngqi’s face glowed brightly as he spoke, repeating his words. He was visibly excited. The person before him was indeed Mu Yunqing! He had almost failed to recognize him just now; the change was imnse. He had originally thought he might just die a worthless death within the Wonderous Palace. He was really on the verge of giving up. Unexpectedly, a turning point had arrived. How wonderful! He had finally seen Mu Yunqing again. His years of persistence were finally over. He could really escape the Wonderous Palace!
"Junior Brother Wu, it’s truly wonderful that you’re still alive." A smile of pleasant surprise spread across Mu Yunqing’s face as he strode forward, quickly approaching the man. "How are you? Are you alright?"
"I... I... am... still... alright..." Wu ngqi’s complexion was deathly pale, but his spirit seed to experience a resurgence, growing stronger by the mont. It was the look of a man who had found hope. Hope can unearth a person’s hidden potential.
"Don’t rush. Take it slow," Mu Yunqing said, hurriedly taking an elixir from his Storage Ring. He carefully brought it to Wu ngqi’s mouth, adding with concern, "Here, take this elixir first."
"Thank... thank you... Senior... Brother Mu." Wu ngqi barely opened his mouth and swallowed the elixir without hesitation.
The elixir dissolved instantly upon entering his mouth, transforming into a warm current that spread throughout his body.
"This elixir..." Wu ngqi felt his condition rapidly improving, his blood seemingly starting to boil.
"Just a trifle," Mu Yunqing said with a slight smile, patting Wu ngqi’s shoulder. He sighed. "Junior Brother Wu, you’ve suffered much over these years."
"It doesn’t matter. It’s all in the past." Wu ngqi gritted his teeth and shook his head, unwilling to bring up past events.
"By the way, what about the others... how are they... are they still alive?" Mu Yunqing asked about the other furnaces from those days. He rembered how many had covered his retreat to save him; the consequences were easy to imagine.
"Dead... they’re all dead..." Upon hearing this, Wu ngqi’s expression imdiately turned sorrowful. So many years had passed. From that batch of furnaces, only he and Mu Yunqing remained alive; the others had either been drained dry or tortured to death.
"All dead..." Mu Yunqing murmured, shaking his head slightly. The next mont, a smile reappeared on his face. "So, you’re the only one who slipped through the net. I was wondering."
"What... what..." Wu ngqi was stunned by his words. Slipped through the net? What did Mu Yunqing an by that?
"Since they’re all dead, my past can be completely buried." The smile vanished from Mu Yunqing’s face, his expression turning serious and his eyes narrowing slightly. His ti as a furnace in the Wonderous Palace was his most unbearable mory. He had even arranged for his spies within the Wonderous Palace to covertly eliminate many of those furnaces. He never imagined that after so many years, he’d sohow missed one. Inside the Righteous Sun Sect, because Liu Qingxuan had issued a ban, only a few people knew about his past. Even if anyone knew, they wouldn’t dare ntion it. He was about to join the Purple Cloud Divine Sect; this was a stain on his past. How could he let it remain? Once Zhang Tiancheng was dealt with, Si Nanyan and the others would also et their end. However, he wouldn’t do it himself. Instead, he would let Liu Qingxuan and Si Nanyan destroy each other. If Liu Qingdai were to die in the Wonderous Palace, his Master would surely fly into a rage and annihilate the Wonderous Palace, wouldn’t he?
Then, Mu Yunqing turned and walked out, his face devoid of expression.
"Senior Brother Mu..." Wu ngqi, puzzled, reached out, wanting to say sothing. However, his throat felt as though sothing was blocking it.
HORK!
A torrent of scalding blood surged up.
"What is this..." Wu ngqi’s eyes widened in shock. Only then did he feel his blood boiling within him.
URGH...
He clutched his mouth, but couldn’t stop the blood gushing from its corners. He desperately wanted to ask Mu Yunqing what was happening. However, when he opened his mouth, only more blood spurted forth instead of words.
And Mu Yunqing never stopped, never looked back, from beginning to end.
As Wu ngqi watched Mu Yunqing’s indifferent, departing figure, he suddenly understood. The elixir he had just taken probably wasn’t a simple restorative. Whatever kind of elixir it was, taking it ant certain death. Mu Yunqing never intended to save him from the start.
"Mu... Yun..." Wu ngqi’s body trembled slowly, his eyes fixed on Mu Yunqing’s gradually disappearing back.
The next mont, his body stiffened.
—He was dead.
He had endured so many years, so many brushes with death, and each ti he had managed to survive. This ti, however, he died at the very mont hope had appeared.
Unfortunately, that hope was nothing but an illusion.
「Elsewhere.」
Wen Zhixing and Bai Luqiu also began to act.
"Wen, should we go save Junior Brother Zhang first?"
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