C9 I Want to Live

Just as Wu Yue's mind was about to lose control and he was about to give up on the inheritance, the Heaven Destroying Sword was about to attack him. Suddenly, Wu Yue thought of his wife, Bi Yue.

Just as he thought of this, a strong premonition suddenly appeared in his Divine Sense. How was his wife, who had transmigrated with him, doing? She had gone missing!

"Why do I have this feeling?"

The huge uneasiness and fear had already made Wu Yue feel extremely uneasy.

No, I can't die. I have to see my wife. I have to protect her. She transmigrated to this unfamiliar dynasty for me. I can't leave her alone.

At this moment, the powerful foreign information had already realized that he was about to die. In their fear and despair, they actually took the risk of their lives.

The information with life screamed and attacked Wu Yue's Divine Sense viciously.

The danger of death suddenly appeared in Wu Yue's Divine Sense. It was also the time when Wu Yue thought of his wife.

A dragon had a reverse scale, and it would become angry at the slightest provocation. If Wu Yue had a reverse scale, it would undoubtedly be his wife.

The pain was even more terrifying than death. If Wu Yue could give in to his wife, he would give up everything for his wife.

At this moment, he realized that death shouldn't belong to him. Facing death, Wu Yue became furious.

"No... No, no, no, I can't die. What if my wife dies?

What kind of god are you? I don't need you to save me, and I don't need you to kill me. If you don't help me today, I won't let you off in the future!"

A young man who was only fifteen years old had to bear the burden of two lifetimes of love. His voice was so cold, as if it came from the depths of hell.

"I, Wu Yue, can't die. I... want... to... live!" As Wu Yue roared in his heart, the Divine Sense, which had been in a passive position, suddenly went crazy in Wu Yue's anger.

Wu Yue's Divine Sense had nowhere to vent its anger. It rolled and roared, and just happened to see the message that wanted to destroy him.

Wu Yue's enraged Divine Sense finally found a place to vent its anger. In an instant, all of the enraged Divine Senses moved out. They didn't care if they were fighting against more people, all of them roared and charged forward.

Three out of five, they actually tore the foreign message into pieces.

The Heaven Destroying Sword, who was about to help Wu Yue, was stunned on the spot.

"This is too powerful! What made Master go crazy all of a sudden? Even someone who has cultivated for a long time would find it unrealistic to destroy this last piece of information!"

Following the destruction of the last piece of Divine Sense, Wu Yue could no longer hold on under the immense pain of his body and mind. Just like that, he fell from meditation and fell asleep.

Wu Yue fell asleep peacefully, but his Divine Sense started to move and devoured all the foreign messages. Then, it sorted out all the information that had entered its Divine Sense.

A complete set of Heaven Destroying Sword Dao appeared in Wu Yue's Divine Sense.

Wu Yue's Divine Sense did not stop there. Instead, it began to digest and integrate this sword technique bit by bit. Eventually, it became a part of his Divine Sense. The perfect inheritance had finally appeared.

The inheritance that was filled with death had ended, but the Heaven Destroying Sword was still standing in Wu Yue's Divine Sense. He almost couldn't believe that the integration this time would be so successful.

In other words, Wu Yue had now completely mastered this sword technique. However, his current cultivation was too low. He couldn't even use a single move.

However, this Heaven Destroying Sword Dao was simply too heaven-defying. Even if Wu Yue mastered it, it was still a mystery whether he could really use it in the future.

After standing in a daze for a long time, the Heaven Destroying Sword finally withdrew from Wu Yue's Divine Sense. It liked the Blood Kill Qi hidden in Wu Yue's Divine Sense very much. It had decided to settle down there in the future.

The sky was gradually getting darker. Wu Yue was sleeping soundly. His entire body was covered in a layer of black smelly substance. There were still some blood stains on the ground that were red and glaring.

The Heaven Destroying Sword Dao's secret manual and the iron box had also disappeared.

However, the Heaven Destroying Sword knew that if its master died, they would come out again and seal the little master's sword soul in it, waiting for the next inheritance.

At this moment, footsteps could be heard from the stairs.

The Heaven Destroying Sword immediately shook its body. All the black impurities on Wu Yue's body disappeared without a trace, and the blood stains on the ground also disappeared. Everything returned to normal.

Wu Yue also floated up and was placed on the bed in his room. Everything was like a dream, and there were no traces left behind.

At this time, the footsteps were getting closer and closer. A servant and a maidservant walked in with lanterns in their hands. They were carrying food boxes in their hands. It seemed like they were delivering food to Wu Yue.

The two of them walked very lightly. There was no light in the room at the moment. The two of them looked around with lanterns in their hands. The maidservant pointed at Wu Yue's bedroom and the servant tiptoed over to open the door. When he saw Wu Yue sleeping, his eyes were filled with surprise.

He did not dare to disturb Wu Yue. Instead, he pointed at the staircase and the two of them did not put down the food boxes. They went down the stairs carefully.

It was not long before the sound of footsteps came from downstairs again. The footsteps were very slow, and they did not have the strength to walk. There were quite a lot of people, but they could only hear the footsteps coming and going. It took a long time for the stairs to reach the second floor. Then, a black-robed old man with a lantern in his hand walked up the stairs again.

Behind him was an old man in a scholarly robe. The old man had white hair and beard. He looked to be in his seventies or eighties, but his body seemed to be in good shape. His face was red.

Behind him were two maids holding an old lady who was already white-haired. The old lady's health seemed to be a little worse, but she looked to be in her sixties.

The scholarly-robed old man rushed upstairs and pushed open the door to Wu Yue's bedroom. Seeing that Wu Yue was sleeping on the bed, he quickly walked up to Wu Yue and reached out his hand to touch Wu Yue's head.

At this time, the old man and the maids had already lit the lights in Wu Yue's bedroom. The old lady and the maids walked into the room with anxious expressions on their faces. They pushed away the maids' hands and came to Wu Yue's bed. They raised their eyes and looked at the scholarly-robed old man.

The old man put his hand on Wu Yue's forehead with a serious expression. After a while, his eyes revealed a look of relief. He waved his hand at the old lady, indicating that Wu Yue was fine.

The old lady's tears had already reached her eyes. Seeing the old man's gesture, she immediately put her hands on her chest and started to chant the buddhist scriptures in a low voice, as if she had been relieved of a heavy burden.

The old man glared at the old lady when he saw that. He waved his hand impatiently, indicating that he didn't want to disturb Wu Yue's rest and that he would leave immediately.

The old lady wanted to personally go up and take a look at Wu Yue, but when she saw the old man's expression, she glared back at him. Then, the two of them turned around and walked out of the room.