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

Using entries to cultivate immortality in chaotic times

Chapter 370 - 162: "Life is Cheap; Can’t Kneel Down."_3
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Chapter 370 -162: 鈥淟ife is Cheap; Can鈥檛 Kneel Down.鈥漘3

鈥淎nd that Chen Qiu!鈥

鈥淚 hope next time I see you, your arm has grown back, and that 鈥榯hing鈥 of yours isn鈥檛 broken, lest you can鈥檛 even have children.鈥

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鈥

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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 鈥淗eaven鈥檚 Deficiency鈥 entry activated, intensifying the pain. With the pill barely keeping him breathing, he gradually came to.

鈥淏rother Qiu, you鈥檙e awake.鈥

Seeing Chen Qiu awake, Fat Long, with teary eyes, was the first to crowd around him: 鈥淟et鈥檚 go, Brother Qiu, let鈥檚 go home. Once your injuries are healed, we鈥檒l slaughter the entire Evil Clan.鈥

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The Su Family Young Master also came over, speaking in a low, guilt-filled voice: 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry, I never expected things to turn out this way. I didn鈥檛 expect those Divinity Transformation experts would actually strike against the younger generation.鈥

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 鈥楬eavenly Fire Skill鈥 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鈥檛 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.

鈥淏rother Qiu!鈥

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.

鈥淏rother Qiu, let鈥檚 go home first, shall we? Your current physical condition is very bad, and if this continues, you鈥檙e going to die.鈥 𝓃𝓸𝓋𝓹𝓾𝓫.𝒸ℴ𝓶

鈥淟et鈥檚 go home first, shall we?鈥

鈥淲e can come back for revenge later. A gentleman鈥檚 revenge is not too late, even after ten years. Let鈥檚 go home now, okay?鈥

鈥淕et lost.鈥

Chen Qiu brushed off Fat Long calmly and looked towards him as Fat Long鈥檚 voice had turned hoarse due to a severe neck injury: 鈥淒o I have a habit of waiting ten years for revenge?鈥

鈥淏rother Qiu.鈥

Fat Long, with terror on his face, clung to Chen Qiu鈥檚 legs and wouldn鈥檛 let him take another step, shouting hysterically: 鈥淏rother Qiu, if you go now, you really will die. We鈥檝e already endured so much, why can鈥檛 we endure for just one more year?鈥

鈥淲hen all the brothers have grown stronger, it won鈥檛 be too late to strike back then!鈥

鈥淲ait?鈥

Chen Qiu looked down at Fat Long and said calmly, 鈥淩emember, from beginning to end, it鈥檚 you who need me, not I who need you.鈥

鈥淗ow many years have I known you? Before I met you, I was invincible between heaven and earth.鈥

鈥淚f you block my path again, I鈥檒l kill you too.鈥

鈥淢y mood is very bad right now, understand?鈥

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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鈥 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鈥 with tears in his eyes, Fat Long turned to the scholar who unknowingly had followed Chen Qiu and trembled: 鈥淪cholar, what are you doing? Are you really going to let Brother Qiu go to his death?鈥

鈥淵es.鈥

The scholar, with a silent expression on his face, followed behind Chen Qiu, indifferently said: 鈥淏rother Qiu and I will die together.鈥

鈥淏rother Qiu has suffered such immense humiliation; this kind of disgrace cannot be swallowed.鈥

鈥淚t must be cleansed with blood.鈥

鈥淚f 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鈥檛 be the same Brother Qiu in my heart.鈥

鈥淓ven if Brother Qiu retreats today, I won鈥檛.鈥

鈥淵our spine can bend, but my sword can only be straight.鈥

鈥淲hat about you?鈥 Fat Long incredulously looked towards the scholar鈥檚 younger brother who stood on the right side of the scholar: 鈥淎ren鈥檛 you going to persuade? Are you too going to watch Brother Qiu march to his death?鈥

The scholar鈥檚 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.

鈥淚鈥檓 not afraid to die.鈥

鈥淒amn it all!鈥

Fat Long leapt up from the ground, his eyes red with anger as he pulled out a long knife from his bosom: 鈥淲ho the hell is afraid of dying? Am I? As if I鈥檓 scared of death. I just don鈥檛 want Brother Qiu to throw his life away for nothing.鈥

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