Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times-Chapter 370 - 162: "Life is Cheap; Can’t Kneel Down."_3

Chapter 370 -162: “Life is Cheap; Can’t Kneel Down.”_3

“And that Chen Qiu!”

“I hope next time I see you, your arm has grown back, and that ‘thing’ of yours isn’t broken, lest you can’t even have children.”

The Evil Clan burst into laughter at these words. Although they had lost the Heavenly Pride Battle, it was clear that they held the advantage in terms of high-end strength.

…

At that moment—

“Huh…”

...

Chen Qiu, who had previously had his eyes tightly shut, slowly opened them, pushed away the support of Fat Long and others, and sat there weakly, looking at the injuries on his body. The injuries were indeed severe; he had never experienced such intense pain before.

He had awakened from unconsciousness due to the pain.

After he lost consciousness and shut his eyes, the “Heaven’s Deficiency” entry activated, intensifying the pain. With the pill barely keeping him breathing, he gradually came to.

“Brother Qiu, you’re awake.”

Seeing Chen Qiu awake, Fat Long, with teary eyes, was the first to crowd around him: “Let’s go, Brother Qiu, let’s go home. Once your injuries are healed, we’ll slaughter the entire Evil Clan.”

“Mr. Chen… I…”

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The Su Family Young Master also came over, speaking in a low, guilt-filled voice: “I’m sorry, I never expected things to turn out this way. I didn’t expect those Divinity Transformation experts would actually strike against the younger generation.”

Chen Qiu shook his head and motioned with his hand for them to be quiet, as his head was dizzy, and listening to their chatter was very noisy.

He checked his injuries.

His left arm was gone.

The wound in his abdomen was severe, with quite a bit of intestines spilling out.

Chen Qiu furrowed his brows, picked up the intestines that had spilled out of his abdomen, stuffed them back into his stomach, then took out a ‘Heavenly Fire Skill’ Heavenly Dao Jade Scroll from his storage ring, and crushed it to mastery on the spot.

With one hand, he grabbed the nearly bisected wound on his abdomen, activated the Heavenly Fire Skill, and flames surged out with a sizzling sound, releasing the scent of burning flesh, stopping the bleeding and searing the wound shut.

He then used the Heavenly Fire Skill on each of his wounds and used Spiritual Energy to seal off the bleeding spots.

Only then did he look down at the damaged Heavenly Mechanism Umbrella in his arms. After a moment of silence, he pushed away Fat Long and the others who tried to help him up, and stood up unsteadily on his own using the Heavenly Mechanism Umbrella.

The bones in his legs had pierced through, causing him severe pain and making it difficult for him to stand.

Yet he stood still and slowly straightened up, gazing at the distant Evil Clan cultivators who continued to mock him. He laughed lightly, then, leaning on the Heavenly Mechanism Umbrella, he stumbled forward.

Although Li Shiyi and others didn’t know what Chen Qiu was planning, they were frightened by his method of treating his wounds and instinctively stepped aside, giving Chen Qiu ample space.

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“Brother Qiu!”

The moment Fat Long realized what Brother Qiu was about to do, terror flashed in his eyes. He rushed forward, holding Chen Qiu and trembling with a tearful voice.

“Brother Qiu, let’s go home first, shall we? Your current physical condition is very bad, and if this continues, you’re going to die.”

“Let’s go home first, shall we?”

“We can come back for revenge later. A gentleman’s revenge is not too late, even after ten years. Let’s go home now, okay?”

“Get lost.”

Chen Qiu brushed off Fat Long calmly and looked towards him as Fat Long’s voice had turned hoarse due to a severe neck injury: “Do I have a habit of waiting ten years for revenge?”

“Brother Qiu.”

Fat Long, with terror on his face, clung to Chen Qiu’s legs and wouldn’t let him take another step, shouting hysterically: “Brother Qiu, if you go now, you really will die. We’ve already endured so much, why can’t we endure for just one more year?”

“When all the brothers have grown stronger, it won’t be too late to strike back then!”

“Wait?”

Chen Qiu looked down at Fat Long and said calmly, “Remember, from beginning to end, it’s you who need me, not I who need you.”

“How many years have I known you? Before I met you, I was invincible between heaven and earth.”

“If you block my path again, I’ll kill you too.”

“My mood is very bad right now, understand?”

“I…”

Fat Long, about to say something else, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest; he had never heard Brother Qiu speak to him so harshly before. It seemed… indeed all along, it had been he who needed Brother Qiu.

Without him, Brother Qiu would still be Brother Qiu.

Without Brother Qiu, he would be nothing.

Just then… with tears in his eyes, Fat Long turned to the scholar who unknowingly had followed Chen Qiu and trembled: “Scholar, what are you doing? Are you really going to let Brother Qiu go to his death?”

“Yes.”

The scholar, with a silent expression on his face, followed behind Chen Qiu, indifferently said: “Brother Qiu and I will die together.”

“Brother Qiu has suffered such immense humiliation; this kind of disgrace cannot be swallowed.”

“It must be cleansed with blood.”

“If Brother Qiu is to die today, I will die with him; my life was saved by Brother Qiu back in the streets of Qiantian Town. Brother Qiu is invincible in my heart. If Brother Qiu retires today, he won’t be the same Brother Qiu in my heart.”

“Even if Brother Qiu retreats today, I won’t.”

“Your spine can bend, but my sword can only be straight.”

“What about you?” Fat Long incredulously looked towards the scholar’s younger brother who stood on the right side of the scholar: “Aren’t you going to persuade? Are you too going to watch Brother Qiu march to his death?”

The scholar’s younger brother, who had been silent for a long time, tilted his head to gaze at Fat Long crouched on the ground, shook his head and spoke softly.

“I’m not afraid to die.”

“Damn it all!”

Fat Long leapt up from the ground, his eyes red with anger as he pulled out a long knife from his bosom: “Who the hell is afraid of dying? Am I? As if I’m scared of death. I just don’t want Brother Qiu to throw his life away for nothing.”