Chapter 34: The Water Element’s Death
Under the terrifying pressure of the Saint-rank fox, none of the Storm Realm’s spirit beasts could remain calm. Even the human Spirit Masters, though less affected by the instinctive fear than their spirit beasts, could only watch helplessly as their companions fell, their cores shattering.
Even the Eight-Headed Mist Crow had fled before the might of the Autumn Water Hundred Flower Fox Princess. The lower-ranked spirit beasts, dying meaningless and pitiful deaths, were even less of a match.
Just as Gong Lianyue had declared, this was the price for attacking the Sea Concubine Palace.
Having absorbed two Life Fruits, the Cloud Dream Flower could maintain its Saint-rank form for two and a half minutes.
During this time, she completely ignored the distant Mist Crow, having the Water Element focus on eliminating as many enemies as possible, lessening the burden on the other Sea Concubine Palace members.
Although killing the Mist Crow would resolve the immediate crisis, the Water Element probably couldn’t even penetrate its defenses. It wasn’t worth the time.
–Two minutes later, the Saint-rank aura radiating from the Autumn Water Hundred Flower Fox Princess gradually dissipated.
The pink mist receded, transforming into a withered, pitiful little flower, lying weakly in the blue-haired girl’s hand.
The girl’s delicate face was pale, a hint of gratitude in her ice-blue eyes. “You’ve worked hard. Rest well.”
Recalling the Cloud Dream Flower to her spirit space, Gong Lianyue looked around. No one remained standing.
More than twenty Storm Realm Spirit Masters lay scattered on the ground, either riddled with ice shards or reduced to mindless husks due to shattered cores.
Among the dead spirit beasts were two high-rank, seven mid-rank, and more than ten low-rank, all belonging to Illumination and Dawn and Dusk Stage Spirit Masters.
The ground glittered with spirit crystals, more valuable than the cultivation resources Gong Lianyue had exchanged for 1000 contribution points, but she was in no mood to collect them.
Barely able to stand, she had the Water Element envelop her in a stream of water and flee.
With the Saint-rank aura gone, that disgusting eight-headed crow would surely be coming after her soon.
Greed, even for a second, could mean death.
Boom!!!
A violent, black tornado ripped through the area, shattering trees and scattering debris.
Countless wind blades, swirling within the dark clouds, instantly tore the Water Element into fragments.
At the last moment, the blue-haired girl was thrown clear by the dispersing water, tumbling pathetically across the ground.
She looked up at the massive, descending shadow, her expression complex (though still appearing emotionless).
Gong Lianyue had greatly underestimated the power of a Dead Sea Stage, high-rank spirit beast. Without the suppression of the Saint-rank aura, it was practically a demon god.
A terrifying black aura once again enveloped Fallen Whale Island.
“Only two minutes? As expected of an Illumination Stage weakling, unable to maintain the consumption of a Saint-rank spirit beast!”
“Let me tell you, twenty-plus weaklings for one Saint-rank Spirit Master? I’d say that’s a good deal.”
A swirling black tornado formed a closed-off world around them. As the massive Eight-Headed Mist Crow landed, a raspy, mocking voice echoed.
Due to the fall from the sky, several of the Mist Crow’s heads were bruised and swollen, looking rather comical. The crow-masked woman’s clothes were also torn to shreds, barely covering her.
She had been terrified and furious before, but seeing her companions die, she felt a surge of excitement.
Only by experiencing the aura of a Saint-rank spirit beast firsthand could one truly understand its value.
Those useless pawns were expendable. If their deaths could be exchanged for the Sorrowful Saintess, it was a worthwhile sacrifice.
The Sorrowful Saintess, the Variant Water Emperor, the disrupted selection, and the subsequent plans against the Sea Region… Just thinking about it made her giddy with excitement.
However…
The crow-masked woman frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in her mind.
Why did the woman still have that emotionless expression? Did she have another trump card…?
No, it must be a bluff!
“Don’t worry, I won’t kill you. I want you to watch your spirit beast die before your very eyes!!”
Although she didn’t care about her dead companions, she couldn’t let the Wind Demon Palace lose face. An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
With a sneer, the crow-masked woman commanded the Mist Crow to unleash a powerful gust of wind, blowing the water-blue spirit crystal on the ground into the air.
As long as she had the Variant Water Emperor, this useless Water Element was expendable. She would shatter the Saintess’s soul core, knock her unconscious, and take her away.
Bang!
The hurricane blew the Water Element’s core towards the Eight-Headed Mist Crow, where its violent, black wind blades began to converge.
It hadn’t expected the previous attack to leave the core intact. This Water Element was quite resilient. But it wouldn’t matter now.
“…”
Facing this desperate situation, Gong Lianyue felt strangely calm, no panic, regret, sorrow, or even resignation.
Only a serene calmness remained in her heart, like the surface of a clear blue sea, as soft as silk, as beautiful as a painting.
The more tense the situation, the calmer she became, the water droplets in her heart converging within her core.
She was the Sorrowful Saintess. All the ups and downs she faced were but a drop in the ocean, sinking to the bottom without a trace, not worth caring about, not worth thinking about.
“It’s not over yet. I still have a chance.”
Calmness wasn’t surrender, and indifference wasn’t resignation. Gong Lianyue had devised her only escape route.
Since they wanted to kill the Water Element to humiliate her, she would let them.
No one would guess that she had a Dual Soul Body. Unlike other Spirit Masters who would collapse from a shattered core, she had two. Even if one shattered, she could recover in an instant.
The moment the Water Element died would also be the moment it was revived. Victory or defeat hinged on that single instant…
“Hehe, a Saint-rank that hasn’t fully matured is just a paper tiger. If you had waited another three or four years, I wouldn’t stand a chance. How arrogant~~~”
Charging into enemy territory relying solely on the aura of a Saint-rank spirit beast would only lead to this.
The crow-masked woman couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for the Sorrowful Saintess. If she had a Saint-rank spirit beast, she would definitely cultivate to the Nether Traverse Stage before emerging, becoming invincible.
“When you wake up, it will all be over.”
The silver-haired woman removed her crow mask, revealing a young, delicate face, even younger than Gong Lianyue.
Her figure looked like she had already given birth to several children, but beneath the mask was such a cute face.
Was this the so-called “the younger they look, the more ruthless they are”?
Boom, boom, boom!
The next second, black wind blades erupted from the Eight-Headed Mist Crow, engulfing the Water Element’s core.
Her eyes narrowed, timing it perfectly, the blue-haired girl dramatically fell backwards, letting out a convincing scream, “Ah, I’m dead!”
Thud!
The moment the Water Element’s core was shattered, Gong Lianyue collapsed to the ground, seemingly dead.
“…”
“…”
She lay motionless for more than ten seconds, neither fainting nor suffering a shattered core.
What was going on?
Gong Lianyue continued to play dead, afraid to move, completely unaware of the situation above her.
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