Ah Dai’s hand, clutching the Suru Sword, trembled slightly. His lord was right, his heart was too soft. If not for his kindness, Bing wouldn’t have died. Although he could be ruthless to his enemies, he would always put the safety of his friends first when they were in danger. He glaringly stared at his lord, asking, "What do you want?"
The lord laughed out loud, pleased with his understanding of Ah Dai. "What do I want? The Assassin’s Guild I painstakingly built was completely destroyed by you. What can I do? Now, there are three choices for you. The first is to kill but then, your friend, the Undead Fairy, will die by my hand. The second, you commit suicide, and I will consider freeing your friend. The third, you assassinate the Pope. I would also release your friend. Considering you joined forces with church troops upon arriving here, I would guess your relationship with the Pope is solid. Obviously, you won’t consider this third choice. So, to save the Undead Fairy, your only possibilities are suicide or facing . Go on, use the sword in your hand and destroy yourself."
Ah Dai’s face turned pallid. He indeed wanted to save the Undead Fairy, but he didn’t want to die! He had finally managed to be with his beloved Yue Yue, and the Church of the Dark Saint was not yet eradicated. How could he wish for death, then? His mind churned, causing the power of the Suru Sword to waver. He knew that for the greater good, he should kill his lord without hesitation, which would not only weaken the power of the Church of the Dark Saint but also avenge Uncle Owen. However, if he indeed did that, the Undead Fairy would die. Although he hadn’t spent much ti with her, he was deeply moved by her tragic fate. To beco an undead for the person she loved, to be trapped in the Death Mountain Range for a millennium. The pain the Undead Fairy must’ve endured was unimaginable. Now that she had finally beco a God Spirit and had the chance to reincarnate, she was threatened by the lord’s despicable deeds. How could he bear it?
Seeing Ah Dai’s hesitation, the lord lifted the glass bottle. A streak of black gas passed through the glass directly into the Undead Fairy’s body. Qian Qian’s frail body violently trembled as her white face turned paler. She was shaking uncontrollably, and Ah Dai could almost sense her pain. Anguished, he yelled out, "What are you doing?"
The lord smirked, saying, "My patience is limited. I don’t want to be trapped in a pointless standoff. Make up your mind quickly, kill or commit suicide to save your friend."
Ah Dai’s body trembled fiercely, and despite his profound knowledge, he was helpless against the lord at this mont. Qian Qian’s eyes opened. Her beautiful eyes were dull, her gaze fixed on Ah Dai with a resentful look. Seeing her resentful gaze, Ah Dai’s heart ached fiercely. At this mont, he felt as if he could see the regret-free expression on Bing’s face when she died, and the bitterness in Ya Tou’s eyes when she passed away. His blood boiled with rage as his kindness and emotions overpowered his rationality. He shouted, "Fine! As long as you let her go, I will commit suicide in front of you."
At Ah Dai’s words, the lord was overjoyed. He hadn’t expected Ah Dai to agree to his terms. He brought Qian Qian only to threaten Ah Dai into leaving. If Ah Dai attempted to kill him, he would imdiately present a fourth choice: that Ah Dai leaves here and refrains from intervening in the conflict between the Church and the Church of the Dark Saint. He hadn’t expected Ah Dai to be "foolish" enough to give his life for a resentful spirit he had only t once. He was well aware of Ah Dai’s formidable cultivation. Eliminating such an enemy would be extrely beneficial for the overall plan of the Church of the Dark Saint. "Alright, you really are a fool. I swear, the mont you commit suicide before , I will imdiately release the Undead Fairy. Oh! No, I will release this God Spirit, letting her reincarnate. If I break this oath, I am willing to suffer the soul-destroying punishnt from the God of the Netherworld." By this point, he didn’t think of tricking Ah Dai anymore. After all, Qian Qian posed no threat to them, and even if she retained her original mory, their dark plan of dominating the continent would have already been accomplished by the ti she reincarnates to the human world.
Ah Dai, eyes bloodshot, glanced at Qian Qian, and just as he was about to strike himself with the Suru Sword, he realized tears were streaming down from the Undead Fairy confined in the glass bottle. Those crystalline tears made from pure energy trickled down her face. Hadn’t she been sealed completely? Why could she still generate tears with her energy? As Ah Dai questioned this, and the lord rejoiced in his heart, things changed unexpectedly. Qian Qian locked in the glass bottle emanated a white light all of a sudden, and the glass bottle fortified with dark magic shattered completely. Qian Qian’s beautiful white silhouette grew larger, surrounding the lord like smoke for a mont before forming a white barrier that immobilized him. Both the lord and Ah Dai were startled by this sudden change, and neither knew what to do.
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