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Chapter 315: Tan Zhongchi, In a Matter of Life and Death

Chapter 315: Tan Zhongchi, In a Matter of Life and Death
Translator: Jillian Editor: Jimmy

When Qin Wushuang saw Zhao Heng’s body suddenly stop, he knew something bad would happen. Thus, he shouted with shock as he saw the thrust backwards: "Teacher, be careful!"

However, at the same time he called out, Zhao Heng’s attack had already reached Tan Zhongchi’s dantian.

Boom!

Struck by this sharp attack, Tan Zhongchi’s body flew straight backwards. With a banging sound, his body smashed hard against the stone wall!

When Qin Wushuang saw this scene, he only felt as if his chest had been penetrated by some sharp blade that caused unimaginable pain!

Teacher!

Righteous indignation filled his chest, Qin Wushuang was furiously mad. Letting out a miserable cry and without hesitation, he shot the arrow directly towards the back of that Zhao Heng.

For this arrow, Qin Wushuang had shot it with hatred. It was as if he had poured all of the anger from his heart into this arrow. He had released all his sadness, anger and bitterness into this arrow.

He wanted to destroy Zhao Heng!

Thus, this arrow had even more power!

This arrow was shot out in a split second. It was almost sent out at the same time as Zhao Heng’s backward thrust. At most, the only difference was a moment’s thought.

However, this moment of thought could have turned into eternity. It could become pain that could not get relieved, the trauma between the living and the dead.

"Teacher…" As soon as he shot out the arrow, Qin Wushuang’s entire body deflated as he charged toward where his teacher had been downed. He no longer cared about anything else, the current crisis nor his own personal life or death.

He only wanted to know whether his teacher was still alive.

When Zhao Heng thrust with his long spear, the arrow had already reached him from behind. Inwardly, Zhao Heng’s heart sunk as he tried to evade this arrow by dashing forward.

He pointed the long spear horizontally!

Dang!

The green light of the arrow hit the long spear. Ka-cha!

An unimaginable scene occurred again. His Perfect Stage weapon was broken with a sound. And the remaining force of this arrow still shook his core. Instantly, his entire body seemed to have been petrified.

This remaining force had injured him, despite being at the Perfect Stage. When he initiated Qi from his dantian, he felt the discomfort from seemingly thousands of biting ants.

At this point, suddenly, a long whistle emerged from inside of the main palace. Like rolling thunder, this voice shouted: "Who are these tiny flies that dares to offend the holy Stargaze Palace?"

Indeed, this voice was Zhuo Buqun. Underneath the words, this voice carried a powerful temperament as if it could swallow the wind & thunder, move the clouds & mountain, or make the river & ocean flow backwards.

"Perfect Stage?" Instantly, such horrible thought flashed across Zhao Heng’s mind. He immediately called to Gao Yue: "Retreat!"
Gao Yue and the others did not expect that even someone as tyrannical as Zhao Heng would be intimidated by the change in circumstances. He seemed to be frightened about t.

"Could that arrow...? Senior Heng is injured?" Gao Yue and Zhu Dazhong did not even have time to think deeper as both turned into two lights and dashed down to the mountain.

Their speed was immensely fast. At the same time, while different thoughts raced through their minds, they also felt a strange jealousy—Zhuo Buqun had advanced into the Perfect Stage?

Jealousy and feelings of not being willing to resign kept emerging in their heads. They felt even more hatred toward the Stargaze Palace. However, they felt somewhat refreshed whenever they thought that Tan Zhongchi had been struck by Senior Heng. Finally, the Stargaze Palace had paid the price!

With tears flooding his face, Qin Wushuang helped Tan Zhongchi up and took out two pills quickly. With deep sobbing sounds, he said: "Teacher… the Nine Reversal Sun Pills, please take it."

With his life hanging on by a hair, although Tan Zhongchi appeared in a difficult situation, there was a trace of calmness on his face. He took one with all his effort and shook his head: "If it works, one is enough."
He extended his hand with great effort and caressed Qin Wushuang’s face. However, his palm swayed and could not help but tremble. A great elite warrior at the Advanced Stage warrior could not even keep his hands steady!

Qin Wushuang felt as if a knife was cutting into his heart.

"Wushuang, don’t cry…" Although Tan Zhongchi was in a difficult position, his tone was calm.

"Teacher, I am useless and could not help you."
Tan Zhongchi shook his head: "Wushuang, this is not your fault. The Perfect Stage Warrior is too powerful."
The other three Palace Masters all gathered. Zhuo Buqun had arrived first and felt Tan Zhongchi’s pulse. Then, after he had observed for a moment, he said with a solemn expression: "His dantian has been shattered. Although he has consumed the Nine Reversal Sun Pill, his life is not endangered. However, with the dantian destroyed, his strength, I am afraid…"

Qin Wushuang’s eyes reddened: "Head Palace Master, is there no other ways to save the dantian?"
Zhuo Buqun and the other three Palace Masters looked at each other. All of them nodded with a determined look on their face.

"Wushuang, there is one way." Zhuo Buqun said in a low voice.

Immediately, Qin Wushuang felt energized when he heard that there was a way: "Head Palace Master, what method?"
"This method is unpredictable. I heard that there is a natural medicinal herb in the Tian Xuan Land, called Spiritual Infant Fruit. This fruit could restore dantian, rebuild it. Even if it got destroyed, it can repair it as new as before. Even more so, it could increase the potential of the pubic region. However, such Spiritual Infant Fruit does not exist in the human countries…"
"Where is it?" Qin Wushuang asked in a low voice.

Zhuo Buqun waved his hand: "No rush, the four of us Palace Masters will use our power to use the "Four Divisions Locking Spirit" technique to lock down your teacher’s sea of spiritual Qi. We shall not let his dantian continue to collapse."
Zhuo Buqun covered Tan Zhongchi and shouted lightly: "You three, follow me."

All other three Palace Masters nodded and followed him.

Qin Wushuang followed afterthem. When they arrived at the entrance of the Main Palace, the younger generation disciples had already rushed out. However, they saw the Head Palace Masters carrying Tan Zhongchi swiftly into the main palace and shouted: "Don’t act disorderly, stay in your positions! All Elders and Shakyamuni come to the Main Palace to set up a protection barrier!"

Zhou Fu went up: "Teacher, teacher!"

Wei Yi stopped her: "Junior Sister Zhou, Uncle Tan is seriously injured, don’t disturb him."
After that vicious battle, Qin Wushuang seemed as if he had lost his senses. He watched the direction where his teacher had left in a dazed state. Yet, inwardly, his head was full of pain.

When Lü Teng, Jian Rui and the other disciples saw Qin Wushuang, all of them came up to him and asked with care: "Junior Brother Wushuang, what happened to teacher?"
Qin Wushuang was the only disciple that had witnessed the vicious battle. However, right now, how could he have the mind to think back on that painful battle?

He grabbed his head and sat on the stone stairs of the Main Palace. He lowered his head to his knees and thought back on that devastating scene and his teacher’s powerless position. Inwardly, Qin Wushuang felt pain throbbing as he started to sob lightly.

Initially, he thought by living two lifetimes and as a strong willed man, he would not shed tears easily. However, only until this moment, he understood that a man would not shed tears easily because they were not sad enough.

This time, he was deeply saddened.

He knew that his teacher’s injury was not his fault. It was because the enemy was too strong. After all, in that situation, if his teacher had not rushed to save him, he would not have been able to withstand that attack.

However, if Qin Wushuang had not appeared in time, most likely, Tan Zhongchi would not have been able to endure much longer while facing enemies from both sides.

Regardless, Qin Wushuang had watched his teacher take that attack and watched his teacher’s trembling hand where he could not even place his hand on his face.

"Teacher, if you have pulled back and regrouped with the three Palace Masters, nothing would have happened to you. Didn’t you charge forward to save me?" Tears washed down Qin Wushuang’s face, "I am useless, if I had shot down the enemy with the first arrow, there would not have been a second attack…"
Inwardly, Qin Wushuang feelings were extremely complicated as his brain kept replaying that battle. He could only feel pain. From time to time, painful cries from Zhou Fu and the questions of the other disciples would come to his ears.

Currently, Qin Wushuang’s brain was chaotic.

Someone tapped his shoulder lightly: "Junior Brother Qin, pull yourself together."
With a voice full of friendliness and care, Wei Yi’s voice entered his ears. Zhao Muzhi also walked over and comforted him: "Junior Brother Qin, Senior Uncle Tan is a fortunate person, the gods will look after him. For sure, the four Palace Masters will save him, nothing will happen!"

The other disciples also walked over to comfort him.

Qin Wushuang tried hard to control the complicated thoughts in his head. He told himself: "I cannot lose my wits… I shall never. For the line of the Green Cloud Palace, Senior Sister Zhou has lost her control of herself. If I am down, who is going to carry the line of Green Cloud Palace?"

He rubbed his tears away on his sleeves. Then, Qin Wushuang raised his head and put his hand together with the other disciples.

"Thank you for all your words, I will not lose control again, never."

After he had finished speaking, he started to run to the mountain gate. He was going to collect those three arrows. These three arrows had lit his fire for revenge. It would carry the fire of hatred to shoot down each of his enemies! He would rend them all into pieces!

This was the promise that Qin Wushuang had made inside his heart!

When the other disciples saw Qin Wushuang running towards the mountain gate, they wanted to chase him as they were worried. However, Wei Yi had stopped them: "Let’s not go, let Junior Brother Qin be alone."
"Senior Brother Wei, did Junior Brother Qin witness how Senior Uncle Tan got injured?" Zhao Muzhi asked.

With a complicated expression, Wei Yi nodded slowly: "I think so. Ok, stop worrying. Junior Brother Qin is not that weak, he will get over it for sure."
Then, he walked before Zhou Fu: "Junior Sister Zhou, since this has happened, you must pull yourself together and carry the line of the Green Cloud Palace with Junior Brother Qin. And all of us will pray for Senior Uncle Tan."
"Yes, nothing will happen to Senior Uncle Tan."
With an ashen expression, Lü Teng said angrily: "I wonder who the enemies are? Could they truly be elite warriors from the Nine Palace Faction?"
Wei Yi waved his hand: "Let’s not make these meaningless assumptions. When the four Palace Masters come out, we will know."
After a moment, everyone looked to the other side and saw Qin Wushuang walking back slowly. His expression and footsteps appeared much lighter than before.

And the entire Stargaze Palace was in a state in which wind was sighing and the crane calling. All the Elders and Shakyamuni stayed to protect the main palace. And this continued for three days and three nights.

Finally, the door of the secret chamber opened. Zhong Wuyin and the other three Palace Masters walked out first. They showed an exhausted face, yet their expression was still solemn. No one could guess the result.