Chapter Ninety-One: Cut Down Until You Doubt Life Itself

At that moment, Qin Chuan clung to him again, striking with one sword slash after another.

Under the forty percent slow, even with his ultimate ability active, the Lord of Flame Men could move no faster than a snail.

“Ding! Freeze triggered. Duration: three seconds.”

After so many strikes, Qin Chuan finally procced Freeze.

And the moment Freeze appeared, it seemed to herald the end of the Lord of Flame Men’s luck.

For from that point on, the Lord of Flame Men never moved another step.

“Ding! Freeze triggered. Duration: three seconds.”

...

Almost every second or two, the Freeze effect appeared again.

One wave had barely subsided before another surged in, like wild storms sweeping across a vast sea of people.

This strange sight once again stunned all the Flame Men, leaving them somewhat at a loss.

For their lofty, valiant lord, whom they had always revered, was being beaten so badly he could not even move. It had already far exceeded anything they could imagine.

Qin Chuan was also clever; while the Lord of Flame Men was frozen, he kept stabbing the green spirit orb in the center of his forehead.

After only a few strikes, the Lord of Flame Men shattered with a thunderous crash.

“Ah! May the heavens bless me, I shall return!”

Perhaps the Lord of Flame Men’s final plea was heard by the heavens, granting him astonishing fortune.

In the next instant, a blaze surged up again, and the Lord of Flame Men was reborn.

“Damn, he’s still alive! Come on then, eat a few more of my sword strikes!”

Qin Chuan reacted lightning-fast, immediately chaining several more slashes.

“Ding! Freeze triggered. Duration: three seconds.”

...

“Ah! May the heavens bless me, I shall return!”

The Lord of Flame Men cried out again in supplication, only for a miracle to happen once more.

“Damn, he still won’t die? I’ll hack you until you start questioning life itself!”

Soon, the Lord of Flame Men died again.

“Ah! May the heavens bless me, I shall return!”

...

Perhaps the Lord of Flame Men truly was favored by fate; he actually revived eight times. By the end, even he felt as though his spirit core was about to shatter.

He even began to question life itself: should he keep reviving or not?

Because each death made the pain deepen a little more, after dying six times he was already on the verge of collapse.

Maybe staying dead would be better than coming back to life!

The Lord of Flame Men even started to resent the resurrection skill, for it was like endless torment.

Starting from the sixth time, he began pleading with the heavens not to grant him resurrection again.

“Ah! May the heavens bless me, do not let me return!”

However, in the blink of an eye, it had already reached the eighth time.

Once more revived, the Lord of Flame Men was filled with despair.

If he could move, he would have ended his own life, for that would have been more merciful than being forced to revive again and again.

At this moment, Qin Chuan had also hacked himself into a fury, cursing as he said, “Damn it, this is the eighth time and you still haven’t started questioning life? I really admire your persistence!”

Perhaps Qin Chuan’s words worked, or perhaps the heavens no longer favored the Lord of Flame Men. This time, Qin Chuan heard the system’s notification.

“Ding! Critical hit triggered.”

“Ding! Killed level 27 Lord of Flame Men. Gained 180,000 experience points. Extra 100 percent experience awarded for a cross-level kill. Congratulations, host, you have gained 360,000 experience points.”

“Damn, he finally died. That guy was really tough, actually reviving eight times! I’ve never服誰? No one ever made me服, and you’re the first!”

“Mm, not bad. A little worse than the Frostbound Dragon-Pillaring Jade Column.”

By this point, the battle was finally over, bringing an end to this fight that had overturned everyone’s understanding of the world.

“Lord... Lord, he... he’s finally dead?”

“Mm, seems so.”

Even the Flame Men were dazed stiff, asking such a question.

After all, the Lord of Flame Men’s luck was simply too heaven-defying. With only a twenty-five percent revival chance, he had still managed to revive eight times.

This was utterly unprecedented, and could be called unmatched in the spirit realm.

With this alone, the Lord of Flame Men would have been enough to shake all directions; in a sense, it fulfilled his dying wish.

Zi Zi stared with wide eyes and murmured, “Qin Chuan, you really are a monster! That guy revived eight times, and you still managed to cut him down!”

Qin Chuan casually collected the Lord of Flame Men’s origin, and at the same time gained twenty points of Fire Origin.

He glanced at the Flame Men nearby and found that these fellows were still standing there in stunned silence, which was almost unbelievable.

But it was a perfect opportunity for slaughter, because Qin Chuan still needed their Fire Origin.

“Ah!”

As the cries rang out, the Flame Men finally snapped back to their senses and fled in terror in all directions.

“This is yet another game of cat and mouse.”

“My little darlings, I’m coming!”

Qin Chuan chuckled wickedly and began the final harvest.

Time passed quickly; in just a few minutes, Qin Chuan had slaughtered every last Flame Man.

By then, his Fire Origin was fully collected, and he had taken another successful step on the road to becoming a living person again.

“Qin Chuan! You nearly scared me to death just now!”

Zi Zi rushed over, her beautiful eyes still carrying tiny glints of tears.

Seeing her like this, Qin Chuan’s heart was fiercely stirred at that very moment.

“Zi Zi, don’t worry. Even if the entire spirit realm were destroyed, I still wouldn’t die.”

“Because I want to keep seeing you forever, and keep you company.”

Qin Chuan himself did not know where such confidence came from, but he spoke these forceful words anyway.

These two sentences came from the depths of Qin Chuan’s heart, from his very soul, as if carrying some kind of magic.

At that moment, they seemed to reach the very depths of Zi Zi’s soul and stir a resonance there.

In a hazy instant, she seemed to see a spirited, heroic man walking toward her with a tender smile.

It was an utterly marvelous feeling, mysterious and impossible to put into words.

“Could it be... that I’ve fallen in love with Qin Chuan?”

The thought flashed through Zi Zi’s mind and seemed absurd beyond belief.

A woman falling in love with a sword was simply unimaginable.

And yet feelings had never obeyed reason; once love came, it was love.

“Chuan, I believe you.”

Zi Zi’s words sounded like affirmation, yet also like encouragement.

In short, Qin Chuan was dizzy again.

“Ah! Qin Chuan, what’s wrong with you!”

It was the same softness, the same springiness, the same bliss.

In that instant, Qin Chuan felt as though he had flown into the heavens.

“For you, I can surely do it.”

At last, Qin Chuan had a goal in his heart, not merely to level up.

In this moment of happiness, Sleepybug came trotting over.

“Huh? Big Brother, are you dizzy again, Sister Zi Zi?”

“Ah? Probably. Maybe he’s a little tired.”

Zi Zi’s face instantly turned bright red, and even she did not know why.

“Sister Zi Zi, what’s wrong? You seem very hot!”

“Uh, probably. We’re so close to the crater of the volcano, so being hot is normal.”

“Mm, that makes sense.”

Sleepybug answered, then circled around Zi Zi a few times before suddenly shouting, “Big Brother, I found a treasure!”

“A treasure? Where?!”

The moment Qin Chuan heard the word treasure, he even forgot about pretending to be dizzy. Only after remembering did he feel a great loss.

“Over there. Let’s go take a look together.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

Seeing that Qin Chuan was perfectly fine, Zi Zi could not help shooting him a glance.

“This guy... seems to have taken advantage of me.”

If Qin Chuan had been a living person, that would have been one thing. But he was clearly a sword, so who was there to reason with?