บท 250: Everyone Gave Up
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Present - Slaughter City arc completed.
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"What's … what's going on?."
"Has the Emperor given up on saving Fang Xuan? What's the reason? Is it because he's afraid of the Spirit Hall?."
"Unbelievable. What's going on?."
The moment the three imperial edicts were announced, the entire empire and even the entire continent were in an uproar. For a moment, rumors, suspicions, guesses, and mockery filled the Heaven Dou Empire.
The Emperor only ordered the hundred thousand soldiers of the empire to retreat. He didn't call the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to withdraw because he didn't have the authority to order Ning Fengzhi to mobilize the soul masters of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. However, with the army of the Heaven Dou Empire retreating, only the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was left to rescue Fang Xuan.
Using the strength of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to fight against the Spirit Hall was like throwing an egg at a rock.
After careful consideration, Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to give up on saving Fang Xuan and return to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect with his men.
"Father. Why aren't you going to save Fang Xuan? Why?."
Ning Rongrong's innocent eyes were covered with mist as she stared at Ning Fengzhi. Even though she didn't get along with Fang Xuan, that was a minor quarrel. Whether or not to rescue Fang Xuan now was a matter of life and death.
She had always been dissatisfied with her marriage to Fang Xuan and vehemently opposed it. She would rather die than marry him. But now, the Emperor suddenly announced that her marriage to Fang Xuan was annulled. She didn't know why, but her heart suddenly felt empty. Perhaps it was because a year ago, on the way from Soto City to Heaven Dou City, that stubborn young man once risked his life to block the attack of a Soul Sage for her.
"Sigh … Rongrong, I'm in a difficult position too."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head and sighed. He helplessly said, "Even I don't know why His Majesty suddenly gave the order to retreat. Our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect can't hold on without the Empire's one hundred thousand cavalrymen. If we continue to insist on rescuing Fang Xuan, then not only will we fail to rescue Fang Xuan, but even the Seven Treasures the Spirit Hall will destroy Glazed Sect."
"Are we just going to watch as the Martial Spirit Hall executes Fang Xuan?"
Ning Rongrong's eyes were red. She clenched her fists and glared at her father angrily.
In the end, Ning Fengzhi sent people to lock Ning Rongrong...
The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.
… …
"Grandpa, what's going on with you guys? Haven't you already decided to save Fang Xuan? Why didn't you guys go on? You are a bunch of cowards. It's too embarrassing. "
Dugu Yan had a fiery temper. She gritted her teeth and scolded her grandfather to his face.
"Yanyan, don't mess around. There are many complicated interests involved here. You don't understand."
Dugu Bo let out a long sigh. Even though he liked and appreciated Fang Xuan's outstanding background, he could not do anything about this matter.
Their opponent was the Spirit Hall. There were countless Titled Douluo in the hall. Even the Vast Sky Douluo couldn't gain any advantage over Bibi Dong. What could he, a rank 92 elementary titled battle pet warrior, do?
Now, the Heaven Dou Empire and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect had withdrawn from the rescue mission and chosen to remain silent. He wanted to do it, but he couldn't.
"Fang Xuan, whether you live or die is up to fate."
Dugu Bo looked to the north with a melancholy expression. He couldn't help but sigh.
…
Yu Tianheng returned to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect and asked his family for help. However, he was locked up as soon as he returned home. He was also told he could not interfere with Fang Xuan's affairs.
Ye Lingling, Shi Mo, and the other members of the Emperor Team, as well as Long Aotian and Ye Liangchen, who admired Fang Xuan, were all running around the academy and their families, hoping to get help.
Unfortunately, no one was willing to help Fang Xuan.
The entire Heaven Dou Empire fell silent as the Martial Spirit Hall was about to publicly execute Fang Xuan.
The Heaven Dou Empire suddenly abandoned Fang Xuan. The rescue team of more than a hundred thousand people quietly collapsed.
No one knew what happened …
Many people sighed. They were sure that Fang Xuan would die in the Spirit Hall.
…
Martial Spirit Hall, Dungeon.
It was cold and damp. No sunlight could be seen. It was like a hell buried under the Spirit Hall.
The last day.
Tomorrow was the day of judgment.
Fang Xuan hesitated as he lay on the ground like a corpse. His eyes stared blankly at the ceiling of the prison cell. That pair of bright and clear black eyes were turbid at this moment. Furthermore, they were covered with a sinister shade of lemon green.
It was a poison concocted from thirty-three types of poisonous insects. It was highly toxic, but it wouldn't kill. The only effect of this poison was to increase the victim's pain. Those who were poisoned would be ten times more sensitive to pain than ordinary people.
He was covered in wounds and rotting flesh. In some places, his bones were exposed. What was even more terrifying was that these exposed bones weren't white but a demonic purplish-black.
Even Fang Xuan couldn't remember how many tortures and poisons he had been subjected to. He was now in a state of numbness. He was half asleep and half awake. His consciousness was muddled, and he was hovering on the edge of life and death.
Fang Xuan struggled and wandered between life and death. His understanding of the Intent Realm was increasing rapidly …
However, he only wanted to drink a mouthful of water now.
He hadn't drunk water for three days and three nights. His lips were dry and cracked, and his skin was pale. The severe lack of water was more torturous than his injuries.
The hell of thirst was devouring his life.
"Deng deng. Deng deng — — "
Heavy footsteps could be heard. Salas walked into the prison with a cruel smile on his face. He stared coldly at Fang Xuan, lying on the ground like a corpse. Alright, our champion genius. Tomorrow is the day of judgment. Let's spend the last day happily.
Please take a look at what I've prepared for you. Centipedes, tweezers, iron needles, and poison. Which one do you want to try first?"
Suddenly, Salas slapped his forehead in realization. "Haha, I forgot. You haven't drunk any water for many days. You must be craving for some water now, right?."
As he spoke until here, he took out a bottle of water from his soul tool and opened the cork. He poured the entire bottle of water onto the ground beside Fang Xuan.
"Haha, drink, drink. After you're done, I'll play the game again."
Salas threw the bottle of water away and revealed a cruel smile. He picked up the scissors with his left hand and the iron needle with his right. He walked towards Fang Xuan and prepared to continue torturing him.
"Stop."
At this moment, a cold and authoritative voice sounded.
Salas was stunned. He lifted his head and was surprised to see a charming young lady suddenly appear in the dark corridor. She was staring at him coldly. This person was the Holy Lady of the Spirit Hall, Hu Liena.
"Holy Lady? Why are you here?."
Salas hurriedly threw away the tiny tool and bowed respectfully to Hu Liena. Although he was the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall and held great authority, the young lady in front of him was the Holy Lady of the Spirit Hall. She was going to inherit the position of Pope in the future.
Therefore, Hu Liena's status was higher than Salas'.
"Bishop Salas, what are you doing? Our Spirit Hall will hold a public trial for Fang Xuan tomorrow. If outsiders see the severe injuries on Fang Xuan's body, what will they think of our Spirit Hall? Won't they treat our Spirit Hall as an evil organization that indiscriminately punishes people?."
Hu Liena coldly berated Salas. "Your actions are extremely foolish and are purely tarnishing the reputation of the Spirit Hall. Get out. Before the public trial, I don't want to see you near this cell."
"O-Understood. Holy Lady."
An undetectable chill flashed across Salas's eyes, but he still nodded submissively. He didn't argue with Hu Liena too much. Instead, he obeyed the young lady's orders and quickly left the prison.
The once arrogant and domineering young man was now tortured into a neither human nor ghost state.
Upon entering the prison and seeing Fang Xuan's miserable state, even Hu Liena, his opposite, couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat. She didn't feel good about it.
Hu Liena didn't say anything. She only placed a cup of water beside Fang Xuan and silently left.
His turbid eyes stared blankly at the cup of water beside him. After silence, Fang Xuan struggled to pick up the cup, put it beside his cracked lips, and gulped it down.
Gulp. Gulp.
The cup of cool and sweet water made him feel that he was still alive. Yes. As long as he was alive, there was still hope.
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