Chapter 108: Ten Thousand People Plead for Life

Chapter 108: Ten Thousand People Plead for Life

When Qin Xuan opened his eyes again, there were no more enemies before him.

All that remained were the seven familiar giant peaks of the Yaochi Sacred Land, and tens of thousands of Holy Land Disciples, dressed in white robes with upright postures.

The gazes of more than ten thousand people looking at Qin Xuan were filled with fervent admiration.

On his trip to the Imperial Capital, Qin Xuan beheaded Chen Yuan and rescued the clansmen of Senior Brother Shangguan.

He entered the Secret Realm alone and slew the Son of Prince Ning, Ning Wuya, right before Prince Ning's eyes.

He sought justice for the Yaochi Sacred Land, fearing neither life nor death.

Such courage was enough to make one tremble in fear just by hearing of it.

They asked themselves, they dared not do it, nor could they achieve it.

Yet, this did not in the slightest affect their worship and reverence for Qin Xuan.

Many Holy Land Disciples had already regarded Qin Xuan as their idol and a benchmark for diligent Cultivation in their hearts.

He was the most brilliant representative of their Yaochi Sacred Land!

"Welcome back, Senior Brother Qin Xuan!"

"We are willing to follow Senior Brother Qin Xuan!!"

"Swear to defend the dignity of Yaochi to the death!"

Over ten thousand Yaochi Sacred Land Disciples roared in unison, their roars piercing the clouds, shaking the Nine Heavens, and moving the universe!

Even the clouds were scattered by the powerful spirit of these ten thousand people.

The Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak looked at the white-haired Qin Xuan and said with heartache, "Ever since the Holy Master sealed the mountain, your fellow Disciples learned of the dangers you encountered in the Imperial Capital. It was they who knelt before the main peak of Yaochi, begging for three days and three nights, before the Holy Master agreed to let us go and rescue you."

"Do not blame the Holy Master. If it were not for the intricate and deeply rooted connections of the Imperial Clan, where pulling one hair affects the whole body, our Yaochi Sacred Land would not have been forced to act only after the fact."

"The Holy Master must consider the entire Yaochi Sacred Land."

Qin Xuan clenched his fist to his mouth, coughed up a mouthful of bright red blood, and barely squeezed out a smile, saying, "From the moment I left the Yaochi Sacred Land, I never imagined that I would need the Yaochi Sacred Land to rescue me. My trip this time has only served to bring enemies upon the Holy Land."

"The Holy Master should not have agreed to let you, Master, come out!"

Senior Sister Ziyuan looked at Qin Xuan in her arms, who was coughing up blood and whose aura was becoming increasingly withered. She softly reproached him with heartache, "Do not speak anymore!"

Many Disciples of the Yaochi Sacred Land also saw the serious injuries within Qin Xuan's body at this moment, and one after another, with teary eyes, they said,

"Senior Brother Qin Xuan, do not waste any more Yuan energy; rest well."

"You exhausted your efforts to avenge Senior Brother Shangguan for our Yaochi Sacred Land and nearly lost your life; there is no need to consider the consequences!"

"Our Yaochi Sacred Land prospers and suffers together. If that Prince Ning dares to invade, we will fight him to the death; at worst, we will perish together!"

Qin Xuan wore a gentle, spring-breeze-like smile, though his face was filled with exhaustion. "Do not joke."

"In my current state, I am at the end of my rope, and I have also been cursed by the Double-Pupil Woman. The Chief Saint Physician of the Ziyang Empire has concluded that I will not live beyond a month."

"It is not worth it, nor should you, to make an enemy of Prince Ning for someone who is bound to die. Originally, I hoped to be buried in the Yaochi Sacred Land, in Thunder Prison Peak. Now it seems that if Prince Ning comes to attack, you can just hand over my corpse to him."

He tried to force his body to stand straight but could not do so, collapsing limply into the full bosom of Senior Sister Ziyuan.

Feeling the endless softness behind his head, his mind wandered, but he forcibly pulled his focus back. Looking at the Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak and the crowd of Holy Land Disciples, he smiled faintly and said, "To be able to return before my death, I have no regrets!"

The Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak frowned deeply. "As your Master, I will not let you perish!"

His previous Disciple had been plotted against and killed by the Son of Prince Ning, Ning Wuya.

Now that he had finally found one he was exceptionally satisfied with, this one was about to perish for the sake of revenge.

He absolutely would not allow such a thing to happen.

The Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak turned his head to look into the depths of the Yaochi Sacred Land and shouted from the bottom of his heart, "I beg the Holy Master to save my Disciple's life!"

The Great Demon God's heart and liver were trembling. Seeing the lonely figure of his grandson, tears welled up in his cloudy eyes. He bowed down towards the depths of the Holy Land, "I beg the Holy Master to save my grandson's life; I am willing to serve the Yaochi Sacred Land unto death!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At this place, all the Yaochi Sacred Land Disciples, whether outer sect, inner sect, or even true Disciples, knelt on the ground one after another, kowtowing towards the depths of the Yaochi Sacred Land, "We beg the Holy Master to show mercy and save the life of our Senior Brother Qin Xuan!"

"Senior Brother Qin Xuan went to the Imperial Capital for our Yaochi Sacred Land; he sought revenge for our Yaochi Sacred Land to uphold the law, which is why he ended up like this! Senior Brother does not deserve to die, and he must not die!"

"We are willing to work together to fight against Prince Ning!"

"We are willing to go to war with Prince Ning for Senior Brother Qin Xuan; even if we die, we have no regrets!"

"Holy Master, we beg you to show mercy and take action to save him!"

"..."

The sound of pleading on their knees resonated through the sky.

Ten thousand people pleading for life, the momentum was immense.

It shocked the various Peak Masters and Elders, who could no longer stand by and watch coldly.

They stepped forward one after another, bowing with cupped hands towards the depths of the Yaochi Sacred Land:

"Holy Master! Qin Xuan is upright and unyielding. To avenge his fellow Disciple, he was willing to make an enemy of the Imperial Clan. This child not only has a sincere heart but also possesses extraordinary means."

"Such a Prodigy is a blessing to our Yaochi Sacred Land; we must never let him feel disheartened."

"And we must not let all the Disciples feel disheartened!"

The Yaochi Sacred Land, from top to bottom, from the strong to the weak.

Everyone present, without exception, was pleading for Qin Xuan.

Begging the Holy Master to take action and save his life.

Such a grand scene was equivalent to roasting the Holy Master over a fire.

It was pulling the Holy Master to the opposite side of everyone.

It was begging her, but even more, it was forcing her to take action!

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the situation at this moment was not right, yet, not a single person went to extinguish the raging fire ignited by these sparks.

Because Qin Xuan was worth it!

In the depths of the Yaochi Sacred Land, that peerless figure slowly emerged, like a mirage in the sky—visible but untouchable, haunting one's dreams.

The Holy Master's indifferent gaze looked at Qin Xuan and asked calmly, "Everyone in the Holy Land is pleading for your life, yet I do not see an urgent desire in you to survive."

"Qin Xuan, let me ask you, do you wish to live?"

Qin Xuan forced his battered body to hold up and gritted his teeth, "I wish to live! I am willing to bear the hatred of the Double-Pupil Woman and Prince Ning all by myself!"

The Holy Master said softly, "Your courage is as expected. Whether you can survive or not depends on your own efforts."

Whoosh—

From the depths of the Holy Land, a multicolored ray of light set up a rainbow bridge.

It spread from where the Holy Master was to where Qin Xuan stood. The rainbow light enveloped Qin Xuan, nourishing his body and guiding him towards the depths of the Holy Land.

Senior Sister Ziyuan reluctantly gripped Qin Xuan's palm tightly. In her usually cold peach-blossom eyes, ripples were now swaying, filled with panic. She gazed into Qin Xuan's deep eyes and murmured like a delirious whisper, "You must survive!"

Qin Xuan leaned close to Senior Sister Ziyuan's ear and breathed out a puff of hot air, "I will survive. You have treated me so well, I will definitely survive. I want to prove to the world that even while being close to you, I can still live freely and unfettered!"