Chapter 745: Let Us... Die Together!

"Qin Jian..."

Qian Renxue whispered into Qin Jian's ear, "Those people want to kill you because they couldn't resist the temptation of becoming a god; is it possible that you cannot resist it either?"

"I know they have a conspiracy, and I also know this God Position goes against my true heart..."

Qin Jian lowered his eyes: "But I have no other choice, do you know that?"

"If I die, they will certainly not let her go, nor will they let you, who are so deeply connected to me, go."

"So, even if this is the only narrow bridge, I must try to walk it."

He gently pushed Qian Renxue away, his expression slowly turning tender: "Xue'er, thank you for telling me this, thank you for thinking of me, but I want you all to live well, and for that..."

He turned around.

"Even if it means losing everything I have, I am willing."

Seeing him about to go far away again, Qian Renxue could not help but feel flustered and panicked.

"Hey, you eight!"

She suddenly turned her head toward Bibi Dong and the others, shouting: "He said he doesn't want us to die, so he is willing to abandon his emotions, then I ask you."

Qian Renxue's voice echoed in everyone's ears: "You who have abandoned your God Trial, you who are unwilling to accept the final trial, what is it that you truly want? Is it to live? Or... is it him?!"

Qin Jian's back stiffened.

"Qin Jian! Listen to their thoughts, don't be so self-righteous!" Qian Renxue scolded.

"Without him, I don't even want to live..."

Ning Rongrong said sorrowfully: "Brother Jian, I am still waiting for you to come and marry me... if I lose you, what is the point of me living?"

Qin Jian's whole body trembled.

"Brother! It has been one hundred thousand years! I have lived long enough, what does death even count for?"

Xiao Wu wiped away her tears and said: "I only fear that in the days to come, there will be no more you!"

"You are my reliance and support; without you, how can I live?" Zhu Zhuqing said.

Shui Bing'er nodded immediately: "I am the same as her, I simply cannot lose you!"

"I only want you," Huo Wu said.

Poseixi shook her head: "I was going to die anyway, you don't need to consider me."

Hu Liena: "I don't want to be all alone."

Bibi Dong curled her lip: "My answer is very simple: I would rather we die together in a blaze of glory than have you sacrifice yourself to live on."

"Qin Jian, did you hear that?"

Qian Renxue clenched her fists: "They are not ordinary women; they all have their own thoughts and needs. They have never taken living as their life's goal; they all have their own pursuits, and you!"

"Are someone that no one is willing to lose!"

She paused: "Including me."

"Is it okay to die?"

Qin Jian suddenly turned around, smiling slightly, as two tears fell.

"It's okay!"

The nine of them spoke in unison, and he smiled while shedding tears.

Qin Jian, oh Qin Jian, who are you?

You are the Lovesick Heartbroken Red, the embodiment of emotion.

Without emotion, are you still you?

One person, one sword, what kind of god is formed?

To transcend life and death is true emotion, is it not?

"Then..."

"Let us die together."

Qin Jian suddenly turned and pulled Qian Renxue into a tight embrace.

"Xue'er!"

Pfft!

A mouthful of blood sprayed from his mouth, staining Qian Renxue's dress red.

She was shocked: "You... what is wrong with you?!"

"Nothing much, just defying the rules."

Qin Jian said it lightly, his blood-stained smile infecting the hearts of others.

"Xue'er, I have never let you go."

He closed his eyes, quietly feeling the softness of Qian Renxue back in his arms, a long-lost satisfaction.

"Then why were you so resolute that time? Were you just playing games with me?"

Qian Renxue hugged him back tightly, the corners of her mouth lifting in a faint smile, yet she could not control the tears falling.

She was never kind, but she was a woman of deep emotion; once she set her heart on someone, she could never forget them.

If she hadn't loved him so deeply, how could she have risked her life to drag him back when he was so determined to forget his emotions?

"Xue'er, thank you for waking me up..."

Qin Jian held her so tightly.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"

But by defying the rules, his Soul Ring was trembling violently.

"Pfft!"

Another mouthful of blood sprayed out.

"Qin Jian!"

The women all rushed over.

"Hiss!"

But just at this moment, streaks of daunting Sword Qi shot into the sky, and the majestic aura pinned everyone to the spot.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

In an instant, a blood-colored sword formation danced across the sky.

"Isn't it just a Soul Ring given to me by a God Trial? Isn't it just a Soul Ring obtained from a breakup?"

With blood at the corners of his mouth, Qin Jian pushed Qian Renxue away with such determination.

He stood alone in the center, looking up at the sky.

"Come!"

The wind and clouds in the sky moved at his command.

The endless sword formation converged into a massive, blood-colored sword that reached from heaven to earth, shooting down from the air toward Qin Jian.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering Light Sword descended, accompanied by gasps of shock.

But to everyone's surprise, no crater appeared on the ground; after the giant sword landed, it seemed to have struck only Qin Jian himself.

"Hum!"

With a sharp hum, Qin Jian's seventh Soul Ring trembled violently.

Finally, it exploded with a bang!

Pfft.

Qin Jian spat blood again, and his soul power level plummeted from level 99 to level 90.

"This..."

Countless people looked at each other in dismay.

No one expected him to be so resolute; he said he didn't want them, so he didn't want them, directly self-slashing and shattering his Soul Rings.

"Hoo, hoo..."

He panted rapidly, enduring the sudden weakness.

The feeling of a sharp drop in strength was far from pleasant, but for him, it was merely the beginning.

"Tap... tap... tap..."

Blood had already spread to his feet, leaving footprints on the ground.

Qin Jian walked toward Bibi Dong step by step.

Countless Light Swords in the sky formed a formation again, hovering above his head.

But clearly, the sword formation had become much dimmer.

Because his power was declining.

"Hiss."

Suddenly, water and fire elements swept from his body, washing away the bloodstains and drying his clothes.

Only then did Qin Jian stand before Bibi Dong.

"Dong'er, I am so sorry..."

He gently yet firmly pulled Bibi Dong into his embrace.

"Ugh."

His internal organs were instantly injured by the shock, and the taste of blood surged to his mouth.

But this time he did not spit it out; instead, he pressed his lips tightly together, forcing himself to swallow the blood.

"Qin Jian! You... spit it out!"

Bibi Dong noticed his actions and couldn't help but be shocked: "You will be injured even worse this way!"

"It's nothing..."

Qin Jian held her with satisfaction, as if he could not feel the pain.

"Dong'er... I will never let you go again..."

Countless memories surfaced from the bottom of his heart.

There was eating steak side-by-side with her, her betrayal and regret, the wildness of that night, the three years of separation, the intimacy regained, and the true trust and tacit understanding...

This woman, she had slowly become molded into his shape.

How could he ever let go?

"Boom!"

The Light Swords converged and slashed down once more.

Blood stained the earth, the Eighth Soul Ring shattered, and Qin Jian's soul power dropped to level 80.

Everyone was shaken to the core by this bloody tragedy, unable to say a single word.

Only that man's figure remained, walking before Hu Liena, then toward Shui Bing'er, and toward Huo Wu.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Three Soul Rings exploded in succession, and Qin Jian was soon left with only level 50.

(End of this chapter)