Chapter 230: Revenge
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When the four of them reunited, Roda and Lu Ming briefly discussed their recent circumstances.
After Lu Ming left, Roda returned to Archean City the following day.
Uncle Lu was recuperating, and Roda immediately absorbed the inheritance of King Lin.
Looking at Huo Sheng and Velo, whom Lu Ming had brought with him, Roda whispered to Lu Ming, âThe bloodline transformation is slow; 1 estimate it might take several months. Only after the bloodline transformation is completed can I cultivate those three Source Power Skills.â
In short, obtaining King Linâs inheritance was one thing, but fully mastering it was another.
After discussing these matters, Lu Ming turned to look at Huo Sheng and Velo.
âLet me introduce, this is Huo Sheng, and this is Velo. These two are my sworn friends.â
Calling them âsworn friendsâ was not entirely inaccurate.
After all, the experiences they had been through together were quite numerous, at least more than what Lu Ming and Roda had experienced.
Seeing Lu Ming shift the conversation to them, Huo Sheng and Velo stood up and nodded at Roda, âWeâve heard a lot about you, City Lord Roda.â
Roda also stood up and smiled, âBrother Luâs friends are my friends.â
Lu Ming then continued, âHuo Sheng would like to discuss something with you, Roda. Iâm just here to introduce you. Now that the introduction is done, you two can talk in detail about the matters.â
With these words, Lu Ming stood up and looked at Roxin.
âWould you like to accompany me to stroll around the Lordâs Manor, Roxin?â
Roxin could barely suppress the joy on her face.
Before Roda could say anything, Roxin was already eagerly nodding like a chick pecking at rice, âSure.â
In the Flame Clan Ruin.
In the former palace of the Jing God, Jing Yi had already been sitting here for a full five days.
In the past five days, Jing Yi neither ate nor drank, and he did not feel hungry or thirsty.
He sat there like a soulless being, motionless and not thinking about anything, resembling a stone statue.
Clearly, he could not bear the blow of the Jing Godâs demise!
Awakening the Jing God was the mission of Jing Yiâs lineage.
For this mission, Jing Yiâs lineage had sacrificed a great deal. Jing Yi had even destroyed the Heaven Saber Gang and his only son to fulfill this matter.
And nowâŠ
The Jing God was deadâŠ
He had died!
Died a miserable death!
He died right under Jing Yiâs nose!
It was like a heavy hammer that heavily struck Jing Yiâs cerebellum, causing cerebellar atrophy.
At this moment, Jing Yi felt as if his consciousness was blurry, and his thoughts were dissipatingâŠ.
Until a faint voice suddenly entered his ears.
âAllâŠ.â
A long sighâŠ
This long sigh seemed to have a magical effect, slowly awakening Jing Yiâs clouded mind.
He turned to look beside him.
There, right where the Jing God had fallen, an illusory humanoid light shadow had appeared at some point.
The humanoid light shadow gazed at Jing Yi, and Jing Yi also looked at it.
Although it was illusory, blurry, and hazy, Jing Yi could vaguely see the shadow of the Jing God within this illusory state.
He jolted and asked tentatively, âJing God? Ancestor? Is it you?â
The illusory shadow was silent for a long time before saying faintly, âYes, itâs me.â
Jing Yi burst into tears on the spot!
He wailed, âAncestor! Ancestor! Your death was so tragic! I donât know why this happened; everything I did was according to our ancestral teachings. I donât understand why things turned out this way!â
âI donât know, Ancestor! I donât understand!!â
âAhhh!!â
He pounded his chest and stomped his feet, overflowing with grief. His agitated state even caused twitches at the corners of the Jing Godâs residual spirit.
After a long time, the Jing God sighed softly.
âEnough, enough. The situation has come to this, and I have also understood the cause and effect of the matter. This matter has nothing to do with you.â
Even at the moment of his fall, the Jing Godâs residual spirit had already taken form.
Initially, the Jing God thought that everything he had encountered was related to Jing Yi, but after observing for five days, he realized that Jing Yi was not the true culprit who had plotted against him.
He had no idea what had happened to him.
âMy remaining consciousness has no power and canât last much longer. Probably in about ten days to half a month, this lingering consciousness will dissipate. By then, everything related to the Jing God will completely vanish from this world, leaving no trace.â
Speaking of this, there was no anger or sadness in the Jing Godâs tone.
As the saying goes, âTo the victor belong the spoils.â Even though he did not understand the cause of his death, the Jing God had come to accept the outcome of his crushing defeat.
HoweverâŠ
Turning to look at the bewildered Jing Yi, the Jing Godâs residual spirit suddenly sighed.
He asked, âHowâs the Flame Clan doing?â
Hearing the Ancestorâs question, Jing Yi sobbed for a long time before saying,
âGone⊠Itâs all gone⊠Itâs all overâŠâ
âWhat do you mean by âItâs all overâ?â
âI might be the only one left in the Flame Clan.â
After Jing Yi finished speaking, the Jing God fell silent.
After a long time, the Jing God seemed to have thought of something and spoke inexplicably,
âDo you want revenge?â
Jing Yi was taken aback.
âRevenge?â
âYes, revenge.â
âTo avenge the destruction of my Flame Clan.â
Jing Yi was suddenly at a loss.
To be honest, the Flame Clan had been extinct for a long time. Ever since Jing Yi was born, the Flame Clan had already been considered destroyed.
He had never experienced the former glory of the Flame Clan, so he naturally did not have much of a feeling about revenge or anything of the sort.
Looking at Jing Yiâs perplexed expression, the Jing God smiled and shook his head, âIf you donât want to, then forget it.â
âIf you want to, you can go to this place. Perhaps you can find something there that will allow you to take revenge.â
After the Jing God finished speaking, he raised his hand and shot out a white light. The white light landed in Jing Yiâs mind, transforming into a vast amount of information.
Jing Yi processed the information in the white light.
He then raised his head and looked at the Jing God.
âAncestor, do you want me to seek revenge?â
The Jing God was momentarily speechless.
After thinking for a while, the Jing God spoke softly,
âI have no idea.â
âYou donât know?â
âYes, I donât knowâŠâ
âIâve always felt that the younger generation, especially someone like you who is separated by countless generations, should not bear the great grudge of the Flame Clan. Since you havenât enjoyed the glory of the Flame Clan, you shouldnât bear the Flame Clanâs mission.â
âHowever, the extinction of the Flame Clan did leave me with mixed feelings. If 1 successfully recover and return, I will definitely seek revenge for the Flame Clan. But given the current circumstances, it seems that seeking revenge or anything of that sort may not be necessary.â
After saying these words, the Jing God seemed to be tired.
He concluded by saying, âWhether to seek revenge or not, itâs all up to you.â
âNow, you have become the last survivor of the Flame Clan, and you have the right to make any choice you want.â
With these words, the Jing Godâs figure gradually faded away, disappearing completely amidst Jing Yiâs lamentations, leaving no trace behind.
Jing Yi was left sitting in the former palace in a daze, utterly unable to sort out his thoughts for a while..
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