Chapter 130: The Heavenly Dao Forgives Her, but I Do Not!
“Contract formed!”
A grand voice echoed throughout the world, accompanied by the fading of the single eye.
Mo Liushu seemed like a statue, dazed and kneeling in place, as if frozen.
At this moment, her thoughts returned to months ago, the day Zhou Tong was expelled from the sect.
Back then, she was high and mighty, framing Zhou Tong, watching him have no way to argue, and forcing him to sign a severance contract, even having to forsake his cultivation.
Now, the boomerang has come back.
She was threatened by calamities and, under the Heavenly Dao’s coercion, signed a contrition pact.
At this moment, she felt more helpless than Zhou Tong did back then, yet she was not innocent.
Everything was self-inflicted.
“Ugh…”
Then, Mo Liushu began to tremble uncontrollably.
Today’s atonement had begun.
The five punishments intertwined upon her, and although they were not as painful as the suffering brought by the three calamities and four trials, it still made her wish for death.
What was even more terrifying was that this pain had to be endured for two hours every day, to be lifted only after ten years!
“Disciple… my Tong’er…”
In extreme agony, she looked up to the sky with deep remorse, only to see two “Zhou Tongs” looking down at her, their eyes filled with ruthlessness.
Faced with that sharp gaze, she finally understood what true regret was.
Thus, she resolved that this time, no matter what, she must win Zhou Tong back.
She promised that she would be sincere this time!
Under the disdainful gazes of the crowd, she limped into the void and arrived in front of Zhou Tong.
But soon, she froze in place; the two “Zhou Tongs” stood together, appearing identical at a glance, making it impossible to tell who was the real one and who was the guest senior.
However, from the very beginning, her thought process had fallen into a ditch.
She would never have guessed that the guest senior was the real Zhou Tong!
“You… which of you is my disciple?”
“He is!”
The two said in unison, pointing at each other.
This action deeply hurt Mo Liushu.
“Disciple, I truly know my mistakes; why can’t you give me a chance?”
“You don’t know your mistakes; you just know you’re about to die!”
On the side, Qian Miaoyu coldly mocked, provoking Mo Liushu’s glare in return.
“What? You dissatisfied and want to challenge me in the arena?”
Qian Miaoyu showed no mercy; how dare this overripe pumpkin disturb her guest senior who was like a celestial being!
“I just want to reclaim my disciple; you outsiders best not meddle!”
Upon hearing this, Qian Miaoyu couldn’t help but laugh.
“Heh… that’s truly the funniest joke in nearly a hundred years. Don’t you have a mirror? Go take a look at your pathetic self; it’s utterly hideous.”
“With your current appearance, what right do you have to be a teacher?”
As soon as those words came out, panic flashed across Mo Liushu’s face.
Her exceptional beauty had always been her pride, but now she felt only humiliation.
This was an emotion she had never experienced before.
Perhaps it was because Qian Miaoyu was too stunning, or maybe because she didn’t want Zhou Tong to see her in such a miserable state.
She waved her sleeve and hastily wiped the dust off her face, then forced a smile, filled with humility.
“Tong’er, stop making trouble; come back with me. I will definitely compensate you well!”
She approached Lian Hanxing, grasping her hands, gazing at her with tenderness.
“Get away!”
With a loud slap!
Lian Hanxing slapped her without mercy, the hit was full force and unrestrained, a genuine strike from the Cycle Realm.
“Ah!!”
Mo Liushu staggered, unable to suppress her cry of pain, tears filling her eyes.
“I’m sorry, guest senior…”
It seemed as if her spirit had been ground down; usually, she would never let such a thing go.
By process of elimination, this “Zhou Tong” was at least a strong warrior of the Cycle Realm, so he couldn’t possibly be the real one, after all, in her understanding, Zhou Tong had just been rendered incapable not long ago.
The result was correct, but her reasoning was entirely wrong.
For at this moment, the real Zhou Tong was wielding semi-sage-level power!
Mo Liushu looked over with expectations, and her eyes unexpectedly hid softness.
“I… I made a vow to the Heavenly Dao; I wish to atone for the sins of the past, so please forgive me this once! I will prove my sincerity through my actions!”
Zhou Tong sneered and, mirroring her approach, slapped her again with even greater force.
With this hit, Mo Liushu rolled her eyes back, fainting on the spot, plummeting straight toward the ground!
“Master!”
Chen Ling’er cried out and rushed down without a second thought; she couldn’t stand idly by, after all, Mo Liushu had raised her and should not be abandoned.
“How decisive! It seems she does indeed have feelings of contrition!”
Lian Hanxing said with a wicked smile, “If you had forgiven her just now, she might really have been obedient to you afterward, combined with the punishment from the calamities, she might just become your maid…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Lian Hanxing met Zhou Tong’s cold gaze.
“Don’t say such disgusting words while wearing that face.”
“Who would have thought you are still an upright person, unwilling to take advantage of someone’s plight.”
Lian Hanxing said in surprise.
“You are mistaken; I don’t think taking advantage of someone’s plight is a disgusting act.”
Zhou Tong added, “Forgiving her is the real disgust!”
Lian Hanxing was instantly astonished: “But even the Heavenly Dao has given her a chance to reform!”
“The Heavenly Dao may forgive her, but I will not!”
Zhou Tong declared firmly.
At that moment, a violent tremor suddenly arose in the void, as endless blood energy surged and converged from all directions, ultimately coalescing into a single point.
This scene made the people below erupt in chaos, their hearts once again rising into their throats.
It was not difficult for the sharp-eyed to see that the crisis of the Array of Lively Stillness was not yet resolved.
“It’s coming!”
Zhou Tong took a deep breath, his gaze solemn; he had anticipated this—Zhao Wutian was still alive.
Sure enough, amidst the murky blood mist, a broken figure was gradually taking shape.
At this moment, Zhao Wutian was mutilated, his limbs dismembered, his internal organs incomplete.
His eyes glowed green, like lanterns from hell; he appeared to be a malevolent spirit crawling out from the underworld.
“Didn’t expect, huh… I’m back again!”
He sneered, “Destiny is finally on my side; what can’t kill me will only make me stronger!”
Hearing this, even Zhou Tong had to admire his tenacity and caution, revealing a grave expression.
In the face of death, Zhao Wutian had actually self-destructed, merging his essence into the formation, and used its blood energy to revive—it’s no wonder even Zhou Tong’s spiritual power could not detect him.
This was truly a means of turning despair into rebirth!
“Hahaha… your expression has finally changed; you must have recognized the reality now!”
Zhao Wutian boastfully declared, “I am now invincible—undying, unaging, and with the power of the formation! Who can challenge me?”
“Dream on!”
Suddenly, a burst of light struck from the distance, destroying much of Zhao Wutian’s mutilated form.
This was the Power of Unity!
Senior Apprentice Sister Zhang Chuqiao had made her appearance!
