Chapter 2228: Ominous Sign (part 4)

"Unless he finds a hole, hides in it, and stays there until it’s over..."

"What are you thinking?"

"His little skills have already been thoroughly studied by others..."

"If his Concealment Technique hadn’t been exposed earlier, he might have been able to ’hang on’ until the end." .

"But it’s a pity, this sword discussion has been going on for a while, and all useful cards have already been played. Who can he fool now with such a petty trick?"

"Others will definitely be on guard against him..."

"That’s true."

"Watch, Taixu Gate is bound to suffer bad luck in this round."

"Saying that, but the competition format... doesn’t it seem a bit unfair to Taixu Gate?"

"You don’t understand, the cultivation world itself is unfair."

"People are born with different backgrounds, unequal spiritual roots, varying luck, lives that differ in length, turns of events... all these are unfair..."

"The so-called Asura Battle is just the same."

"It tests whether you can fight with all your might to survive in desperate situations, by any means necessary, to win this round."

"No one reasons with you."

"If you want to blame someone, blame Taixu Gate’s bad luck."

"Blame them for offending so many sects."

"And blame them, for taking in such a troublesome ’little plague god’ like Mo Hua..."

"Why take in Mo Hua of all people?"

"That’s right... Serves Taixu Gate right, they brought it upon themselves..."

...

Among the crowd chatting, a scholarly figure quietly blended in.

Someone with sharp eyes saw him and immediately yelled:

"Brother Bai, didn’t you say you would ’swallow the Spirit Sword’?"

"A bet is a bet!"

"Exactly!"

Bai Xiaosheng loves to boast, loves to mock people, but he has a good temper and doesn’t put on airs, so some Foundation Building Cultivators joined in the commotion with him.

Bai Xiaosheng, who quietly slipped into the crowd, felt a bit troubled upon hearing that.

Previously, he had indeed boasted.

Mocking Mo Hua: "What sword can he possibly discuss?"

"Look at him, he struggles even to hold a sword."

"If he can truly perform any swordsmanship, I’ll publicly swallow my top-grade Lifebound Spirit Sword!"

Then Mo Hua went and cut down someone from the Daluo Sect with one strike...

Bai Xiaosheng felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.

But he wouldn’t admit to it.

"It’s not that I went back on my word, it’s not that I wouldn’t swallow the Spirit Sword, it’s that what Mo Hua did isn’t even considered swordsmanship."

"What he did was off the evil path."

"It has nothing to do with ’swords’ whatsoever."

"That sword control of his is just fooling people..."

"I am a person of my word, if he really knows swordsmanship, I would definitely swallow my own Lifebound Sword..."

"I’ll say this here: if I don’t swallow it, I’ll recognize Mo Hua as my father..."

"Alright, it’s a deal!"

...

Shangguan Family, on the viewing platform.

Wenren Wan was also holding Yu Er, watching the match. She was worried for Mo Hua and waiting for Mo Hua to appear.

The surrounding was bustling with noise.

In the midst of the noise, Wenren Wan suddenly felt a sense of dizziness, her vision blurred, blood-soaked.

The scene from nightmares of the past resurfaced in her mind.

The sky filled with blood rain, demon monsters dancing wildly.

Yu Er’s face, full of blood, skin pale, looking at her with hollow eyes.

His blood had been drained, his organs hollowed out, his divine sense consumed...

In a cold voice, he asked her: Mother, why didn’t you save me?

Wenren Wan felt panic, quickly holding Yu Er tightly.

The next moment, a crisp voice sounded:

"Mother, what’s wrong?"

All the bloody visions vanished, Wenren Wan looked down to find Yu Er looking at her with an innocent, perplexed face.

Wenren Wan’s face was pale, her smile strained: "It’s nothing..."

Yu Er was reassured, nodded obediently, and turned back to watch Fang Tianhua Ying.

Wenren Wan looked at Yu Er, instinctively holding him tightly in her arms, fearful that with just one blink, a moment of distraction, her only child would disappear...

But the tighter she held, the more fear seized her heart.

Her chest ached with a gripping pain...