The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 105 Conspiracy, Misunderstanding of Women

"Sun Yuyang, go to hell!" Seeing that the pretty woman dared to step forward so boldly and completely ignore her, Ruan Xinrou was furious.

With a loud bang, at the critical moment, Zhang Yi, his eyes bloodshot, suddenly dodged and used his broken blade to block a deadly claw.

However, the other claw could no longer be avoided. It first pierced Zhang Yi's chest and then mercilessly pierced through his back.

Then, blood dripped down the claws, and the stench of blood quickly filled the air. Both women were stunned by the scene, their minds going blank.

"Pfft—!" A mouthful of thick, hot blood splattered all over the beautiful woman's face, which finally woke the two of them up.

The beautiful woman was the first to react. Her panicked expression caused her to instinctively take a few steps back and immediately withdraw her claws. It was this unintentional action that sealed Zhang Yi's fate.

"Zhang Yi...!" With a startled and angry shout, the beautiful woman suddenly felt a pang of heartache and boundless sorrow. As the other person fell to the ground, she opened her arms and caught him in her embrace.

"You'll be alright!" Holding that warm hand that was as warm as ever, Sun Yuyang burst into tears, frantically pouring all the remaining power of the ghosts and gods into the other's body.

Sun Yuyang originally thought that she could remain indifferent to Zhang Yi, and even harden her heart to kill him with her own hands to avenge her father, but the facts proved that she still couldn't do it!
"How could this happen...!?" Sun Yuyang's face turned pale. A large amount of ghostly and divine power flowed into the other person's body. Although it stopped the bleeding, it still could not stop the rapid loss of life force.

Upon closer inspection, the pretty woman bit her lip tightly, her heart sinking to the bottom. Zhang Yi's injuries were far more serious than she had imagined, and this time it seemed there was truly no hope of recovery.

In the man's chest, a bloody hole revealed trembling, mangled flesh. His heart was a bloody mess, nearly half of it missing. It was a miracle that Zhang Yi was able to survive for the time being, thanks to his cultivation and willpower!

"Yu Yang, stop! It's no use... I'm going to die soon!" The man spat out another mouthful of blood, and a large amount of red liquid gushed out wildly from the bloody hole in his chest.

"No, no...!" Looking down at the steaming blood on her claws, Ruan Xinrou muttered to herself, looking somewhat lost and disoriented.

"Why!? You even risk your life to save the daughter of your enemy?" The Grey Phoenix Ghost Claw slid off his slightly trembling hands.

"Ding~!" The moment the sound of landing was heard, Ruan Xinrou suddenly looked up and questioned, her expression full of complex emotions, both hatred and self-blame.

"Also...!? Could it be that Zhang Yi did something behind my back?" The pretty woman didn't understand, so Zhang Yi didn't bother to explain. Little did he know, someone else had already understood!

Within the black mist at the top of the enclosed space, a small figure in black robes stood atop a scepter; it was none other than the withered old man who had been hiding in the shadows.

When the old man saw Zhang Yi being severely injured by Ruan Xinrou, he did nothing, treating it as if he were just watching a show.

Actually, although the heart is a vital organ, with the old man's strange methods, if he had acted immediately, he might have been able to extend Zhang Yi's life.

However, this would not only disrupt the original plan by revealing himself, but also cause him to suffer a great loss of energy in order to treat the other party.

No matter how you look at it, it's a bad deal! After weighing the pros and cons, the old man ultimately chose to "sacrifice the pawn"!
On the chaotic and desolate Ghostly Continent, evil spirit masters, or rather most people, have always been like this: for their own benefit, why would they care about the life or death of others? "So what if she's the daughter of my enemy?" Looking at the beautiful woman's tearful eyes and deep worry on her face, Zhang Yi felt quite gratified. A knot in his heart that had been buried for many years began to loosen.

"One person does the deed, one person takes the blame! Sun Yunshan... is Sun Yunshan, and she, Sun Yuyang... is Sun Yuyang!" Knowing that time was running out and that he should be at peace before he died, Zhang Yi finally revealed his true thoughts.

"You're clear about love and hate, that's the only thing I like about you! However, I'm afraid I can't call you my son-in-law anymore."

"Fine, it's better that you're dead! It saves you from causing me a lot of trouble when you find out the truth later...!" The withered old man commented inwardly, his eyes flickering uncertainly. But despite his admiration, he still wouldn't make a move.

"Whoosh!" After saying this, Zhang Yi exhaled a breath of stale air. A hurdle in his heart disappeared, and he felt incredibly relaxed, as if he could temporarily forget the excruciating pain in his body.

"Daughter of my enemy? What are you talking about?" The pretty woman's mind was in chaos. The man in her arms had been adopted by her father since he was a child. How did her father become the other party's enemy?
"You're so protective of your enemy's daughter just because you've truly fallen in love with her?" Ruan Xinrou sneered, interrupting again, her heart filled with even more sorrow. She curled her lip and thought to herself, "Fool, it seems you still don't know the truth of what happened back then!"

What is all this nonsense?!

"Zhang Yi, tell me, how many things are you still hiding from me?" The two kept referring to her as "the daughter of my enemy," which, though unintentional, only made the already exhausted Sun Yuyang feel even more aggrieved.

"Alas... I am about to die, and it is time to tell you!" Zhang Yi sighed, enduring the excruciating pain, and struggled to sit up from the beautiful woman's embrace, clutching his chest with his left hand.

Then, Zhang Yi, his face contorted with pain, pointed at Sun Yuyang with his right hand, his emotions surging, and roared, "Your father... Sun Yunshan, is the culprit who caused the destruction of my sect! And the entire Yuqing Sect is an accomplice he hired!"

Little did anyone know that the adoptive father who rescued and raised him from his suffering was actually the enemy who had murdered his entire family. Anyone who learned this truth would be devastated.

"Pfft—!" These words were almost roared out, causing Zhang Yi to suddenly spit out another mouthful of blood, and the wound on his chest, which had just stopped bleeding, began to ooze bright red liquid again.

"Are you even human? If my father hadn't saved you in time, you, Zhang Yi, would probably have starved to death in the ruins long ago. You wouldn't be here today! And now you dare to slander my father like this!"

Staring intently at the indignant man who was sitting up in pain before him, Sun Yuyang felt a chill run down her spine and her heart skipped a beat. She finally understood why Zhang Yi had wanted to kill Sun Yunshan.

This is clearly:

In the midst of a shocking conspiracy...

conspiracy!

"Very well! I'll ask you this: Is the Flame Dragon Fire Crystal, the most prized possession of my Sulfurfire Sect, being held by your father?"

Zhang Yi stared intently at Sun Yuyang, trying to find something unusual to prove his own thoughts.

(End of this chapter)