Dongfang Bubai opened her charming phoenix eyes and looked at Song Qingshu carefully, then her lips slightly parted, âI never trust anyoneâŠâ Just when Song Qingshu was secretly feeling a little disappointed, she changed her words, âBut today, I will trust you. Just this onceâŠâ
Song Qingshu was overjoyed, âDonât panic if I do something strange later.â After speaking, he raised his head to look at Zhang Wuji, and showed a triumphant smile, âZhiruo has become my woman.â
âShe was originally your wifeâŠâ Zhang Wujiâs voice abruptly stopped, and he finally understood the meaning of Song Qingshuâs words.
He thought back to the past, when he and Zhou Zhiruo once lived in another land, on an isolated island, and they had sworn to be with each other.
However, at the moment, he felt like he was struck by heavenly lightning, and he just blankly stood there. His eyes lost their light, and he seemed to hear countless messy sounds in his head, but he couldnât understand what they were saying. (G: Important plot point.)
Suddenly, Zhang Wuji woke up, and looked at Song Qingshu with a grim face, âZhiruo never liked you, how could she do that with you? I was fortunate enough to witness the nasty behavior you did with Miss Ren just now. I think it must have been because you used some shameful and despicable means!â
âThatâs just your wishful thinking. Zhirou is my wife, do we need to make such a fuss when we have fun in the boudoir?â Song Qingshu knew exactly how serious his injury was, and it would be unwise to continue to aggravate him, but the nature of man made him unable to let go of this opportunity that could destroy his rival in love.
âYouâre courting death!â Zhang Wuji changed his usual gentle image and rushed over.
Song Qingshu took out his Wooden Sword and went up to meet his strike. Currently, he could be counted amongst the few most powerful martial artists in the wulin, and his skills in swordsmanship were almost back to its roots. Originally, if he had a fair duel with Zhang Wuji, even if he lost, it wouldnât have ended that badly. Itâs a pity that in the fight before, in order to save Dongfang Bubai, he had to hold her in one hand and receive the enemyâs strike with the other hand. In that fight, Song Qingshu had to match his speed with the opponentâs speed, move his palm forward, and then receive Zhang Wujiâs attack with a frontal collision.
Zhang Wuji was in possession of Nine Yang Divine Art, and his internal energy was probably one of the best in the world. In addition to that, his Heaven and Earth Great Shift was best at stimulating the potential of the human body, so he almost devastated Song Qingshu with that one palm strike.
Song Qingshuâs inner qi was already going haywire, so now he had to fight with the opponent only with his exquisite swordsmanship. However, he couldnât even complete even one move with his Wooden Sword, it was all rendered null in mid way due to Zhang Wujiâs Heaven and Earth Great Shift. After a few moves, Song Qingshu understood that if he continued to fight any longer, both he and Dongfang Bubai would only end up dead on the spot.
So, he quickly sent a few sword strikes to force Zhang Wuji back, jumped beside Dongfang Bubai, and retreated to the edge of the cliff.
Zhang Wuji was not in a hurry to give chase, but wanted to slowly compel him, âWhy is Senior Brother Song so desperate to jump off a cliff?â
Song Qingshu knew very well what was going on in his body, and there was still a seriously injured Dongfang Bubai with him. Even if he used the Traceless Sand Treading Steps, he wouldnât be able to escape even if he wanted to run. He glanced down at the cold and windy cliff behind him, and smiled bitterly at Dongfang Bubai, âWhy donât we jump off the cliff.â
âAlright, I have been undefeated all my life, so I would rather let the heavens take this life back than die at the hands of ordinary people.â Dongfang Bubai knew that it might be hard for them to escape today, and the dignity of a master made her decide to jump off the cliff without hesitation.
âThatâs not necessarily true.â Song Qingshu stretched out his hand around Dongfang Bubaiâs waist and gently embraced her, âThere is a saying, that in the wulin, there is a law that you will never die if you jump off a cliff. We can take a bet.â
Zhang Wuji knew that Dongfang Bubaiâs original martial arts level was not under his own, and he was a little afraid of Dongfang Bubai and Song Qingshuâs dying counterattack. When he heard Song Qingshuâs words, he couldnât help laughing, âSenior Brother Song, do you really think the reality is as beautiful as in that myth? Even if there is a deep pool below, any martial arts master who falls from this cliff of ten thousand feet will be turned into a puddle of meat all the same.â
âHow would I know if I donât try?â Song Qingshu looked at him indifferently.
âIf you want to jump, just jump, I wonât stop you. If you die in my hands, Zhiruo might blame me in the future. But, you should rest assured, I will raise your wife. I will help you take good care of Zhiruo.â When Zhang Wuji heard that Song Qingshu had taken Zhou Zhiruoâs chastity, he already had murderous intentions in his heart. However, he still had some reservations about killing him and didnât want to do it himself. He felt that it would be too lenient to let Song Qingshu just jump off a cliff and die, so he decided to insult him before he jumped off and vent out the anger in his heart.
Dongfang Bubai frowned as she listened to them speak. From the previous conversation between the two of them, she roughly understood that they were fighting over the same woman. However, she did not expect that Zhang Wuji, who was a dignified master of a faction, would say such things while disregarding his identity. And she thought to herself, âCould it be that men become so irrational when they are jealous?â
âEven if I turn into a ghost, I wonât let you go!â Song Qingshu stood on the edge of the cliff with his arms around Dongfang Bubai, turned around and gave Zhang Wuji a deep look.
âThose words are often spoken by the weak.â Zhang Wuji stood with his hands behind his back and smiled disdainfully.
Song Qingshu ignored him, grabbed Dongfang Bubai and jumped to the bottom of the cliff. Zhang Wuji frowned and ran to the edge of the cliff to take a look. He only felt relieved when he vaguely saw the figures of the two rapidly descending down the cliff.
âI didnât expect that I would die with you.â Said Dongfang Bubai, as she heard the whistling sound of the wind in her ears. She then hooked Song Qingshuâs neck with both her arms and put her face on Song Qingshuâs chest. Although she was about to die, her expression remained indifferent and calm.
âA hundred years from now, when someone sees our skeletons, will they think that we are a pair of idiots who died for love?â Song Qingshu took out his Wooden Sword from behind his back, closed his eyes and felt the wind speed, while teasing the woman in his arms.
Dongfang Bubai didnât get angry this time, instead she pursed her lips and smiled, âThat doesnât sound that bad. Iâm going to die soon anyway, so let me tell you my name, that way there will be someone in this world who will know that I once existedâŠâ
âDonât be too busy with speaking discouraging words, hold on tight!â Song Qingshu shot the Wooden Sword forward, kicked the cliff with all his strength, and jumped to the edge of the Wooden Sword with the help of the rebounding force.
Dongfang Bubai in his arms was horrified to find that after a violent swing, the two actually stepped on the Wooden Sword and flew in the air.
âSword Flight? How could it be possibleâŠâ Dongfang Bubai muttered, with her eyes full of disbelief. That day, in the battle at the peak of the Forbidden City, Feng Qingyang performed the Sword Flight and gave her a huge shock. Her shock was so big this time because she had thought that Feng Qingyang was just pulling off a fancy trick. But now, the two of them were standing on the Wooden Sword, and although they were a little unstable, they were really flying forward!
âItâs impossible!â Dongfang Bubai thought she was hallucinating after being seriously injured, and gave Song Qingshuâs thigh a hard pinch.
âAh!â Song Qingshu gritted his teeth in pain, and the Wooden Sword became unsteady. That caused their flight trajectory to deviate a bit, and it finally stabilized after a while. Song Qingshu viciously slapped Dongfang Bubaiâs plump backside and said, âWoman, be calm, donât cause any trouble right now!â