197 - We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

**Chapter 197: Is This How I'll Die? (Request for Monthly Votes)** Qu Xiaotao observed Fish Yunwei, her eyes filled with an increasing intent to kill. "Sister Qu, Brother Qin, I... I can give up everything," Fish Yunwei said, her eyes misting over. "All the treasures can be yours, and I won't say a word about what happened today!" Hearing Fish Yunwei's pleas, Qu Xiaotao felt her resolve waver slightly. "Qin Hai, aren’t you afraid of retribution from the Blood Pinnacle if we kill her?" Qu Xiaotao turned to Qin Hai. "You know, Bloodfiend is a madman, not to mention she has a senior brother who doesn’t care for reason." Qin Hai chuckled. "Care about reason? Casualties are expected on missions. If they die at the hands of monsters, how is that our concern? Moreover, we are from the Demon Sect, and since the founding of Blood Pinnacle, they've been cold-hearted people, concerned only for themselves. When have they ever cared for others? And if Fish Yunwei dies, Blood Pinnacle will only have Xiao Mo left. All resources will be concentrated on him—he'll be too grateful to us." With Qin Hai's words, Qu Xiaotao became more torn, finding more logic in his explanation the more she thought about it. Finally, Qu Xiaotao took a deep breath, steeling herself. She turned again, gripping her longsword tightly, and stepped toward Fish Yunwei. "Sister Qu, aren't we friends?" Fish Yunwei retreated step by step. "Sister Qu, didn't you want to meet my senior brother?" "Sister Qu, I truly want nothing..." "Please, don't kill me, Sister Qu," Fish Yunwei begged continuously. But Qu Xiaotao had already raised her longsword. "Yunwei, rest assured, I'll make it quick for you." As Qu Xiaotao's words landed, her sword swung downwards! Just as Fish Yunwei was about to be cleaved in two, Qu Xiaotao's sword halted in mid-air, only an inch from Fish Yunwei's head, and stopped falling. "Sister Qu, you're surprisingly kind-hearted," Qin Hai laughed, stepping forward with his own sword toward Fish Yunwei. "If you're not going to act, let me do it." But when Qin Hai was merely a few feet from Qu Xiaotao, she suddenly turned and swung her sword at him. Qin Hai quickly parried! *Clang! Clang! Clang!* The two swords clashed continuously, sparks flying in all directions. "Qu Xiaotao, what are you doing?!" Qin Hai yelled as he backed away, suspecting her of conspiring with Fish Yunwei to kill him. It wasn't long before Qin Hai realized he was mistaken. Qu Xiaotao seemed off; her eyes were vacant, as if she were under some kind of control. "You pathetic lot, fighting over such trivial things—isn't it pitiful?" Fish Yunwei chuckled, walking toward Qin Hai. The fear and innocence in her eyes were gone, replaced by a mocking gaze, as if she didn't consider him worthy of attention. "You... controlled her?" Qin Hai asked incredulously. Qu Xiaotao was a level above her! How could she be controlled in such a short time? Moreover, wasn't Blood Pinnacle known for blade techniques? "Wait... something's wrong." Qin Hai reevaluated the aura she was emitting. She was actually in the mid-level Foundation Establishment phase! For the past few days, she had hidden her strength! "Compared to my wretched senior brother, you're far easier to control," Fish Yunwei smiled, meeting Qin Hai's eyes. "Oh no!" Seeing patterns swirl in Fish Yunwei's eyes, Qin Hai tried to avert his gaze, but it was too late. In an instant, Qin Hai felt his body seize up, unable to move. "You two, cut each other's throats; let's see whose neck is tougher," Fish Yunwei said lazily, yawning. At Fish Yunwei's command, Qin Hai and Qu Xiaotao moved toward one another. "No! No! Fish Yunwei, I was wrong! I want nothing anymore, I don't want to die—from now on, I'm willing to be your loyal dog, Fish Yunwei," Qin Hai screamed, but his body, beyond his control, raised the sword. Both swung their swords at each other's necks. Blood splattered, and two heads rolled to the ground. "Looks like neither of you had a tough neck," Fish Yunwei muttered, picking up the demon core as she cast a bored glance at the headless bodies. "They started it; I was forced. My dog of a senior brother shouldn't blame me for this... should he?" Upon reaching that conclusion, she summoned a talisman, extinguished their souls, and turned toward the crimson moon fruit tree to pick its fruits. Just as she was about to ascend the tree, a large serpent emerged from nowhere, lunging at Fish Yunwei. Barely dodging, Fish Yunwei landed on the ground, staring at the brown serpent. "A Rockskin Anaconda!" Fish Yunwei's brows knitted. This Rockskin Anaconda was another six-grade monster. She suspected it was the beast fighting the Flame Baboon. The baboon hadn’t won but fled back to its lair, pursued by this serpent! Fish Yunwei wasn't foolish; she knew she couldn't win this fight, but just as the thought of escaping crossed her mind, the Rockskin Anaconda slammed onto the ground. The earth trembled, rocks rose, blocking Fish Yunwei's path. In a swift move, her feet were ensnared by stone. "This is bad!" Fish Yunwei's face turned ashen. During her battle with the Flame Baboon, she had also sustained some injuries. Having used the Illusory Heaven Technique twice, her spiritual power was nearly depleted. Now she was in real trouble. The Rockskin Anaconda lunged again! Fish Yunwei readied her talisman, prepared to fight to the last. The talisman unleashed lightning that struck the anaconda, but it only paused momentarily. "Is this how I'll die?" The fear of death filled Fish Yunwei's heart as the serpent's gaping maw approached her. Her eyes flickered, her body trembled involuntarily, and memories flashed before her mind. "I haven't yet taken revenge on that dog of a senior brother..." "I haven't become an upper third realm cultivator..." Despair consumed Fish Yunwei's heart. She didn't want to die but could only wait for death. And just as the serpent was about to swallow her, a gentle breeze brushed against her cheek. Her eyes widened as a familiar figure stood before her. The boy looked to be around her age, just a year older. He wore clean clothes and held a dark cyan longsword. In the blink of an eye, the sword was drawn. The blade rose. And fell.