Chapter 122: Chapter 122: The Choice at the End of the Road

“Big Brother, it seems the Cyan Yuan Sect has found our trail. We have to leave now.”

Zhu Yangbo pushed open the door, an anxious look on his face as he turned to Zhu Yiqun.

Zhu Siyuan followed him in, wanting to hear Zhu Yiqun’s plan. If they remained in Tan City any longer, their death was certain.

The Cyan Yuan Sect had been investigating within Tan City. Although they had relocated several times, the sect still managed to find some of their tracks.

Tan City was now completely surrounded by the Cyan Yuan Sect. After sacrificing batch after batch of their followers, they were running short on men.

Controlling people with the Soul Capturing Technique wasn’t without its limits. After controlling a certain number of people, one needed to rest and recover. Even if they used faith to absorb the Spiritual Power of others, the process itself was unstable and couldn’t be used for limitless replenishment.

The Cyan Yuan Sect had eliminated too many of their people in a short period, leaving them no opportunity to replenish their numbers. Naturally, their situation had become unsustainable.

And as their numbers dwindled, their circumstances naturally grew more and more dire.

“I know. I’ve already arranged for others to obstruct the Cyan Yuan Sect. Hopefully, it will buy us some more time.”

“We’ve also found the retreat route for the Cyan Yuan Sect’s injured disciples. I hope the people I’ve arranged can create a diversion, draw the sect’s attention, and slow their reaction time.”

“The three of us brothers came to Tan City together, but we cannot leave together.”

“I have three routes here. Each of us will choose one. They map out our escapes. I hope we can all meet again in Yu State.”

As Zhu Yiqun spoke, he took out three crumpled balls of paper and placed them on the table.

“You two choose first. After you’ve picked, I’ll explain the escape routes to you.”

“Since last night, the Cyan Yuan Sect has been guarding the main exits out of Tan City. If we leave together, we stand almost no chance.”

Zhu Yiqun looked at his two brothers with a grave expression.

When he first sensed that things were going south, he had started thinking of a way out, while also needing to stall the Cyan Yuan Sect for three days.

That was already difficult enough, but then a stream of bad news arrived. At this point, his only thought was to escape.

Of course, before leaving, he still had to set some measures in place to delay the Cyan Yuan Sect. This would both give them time to escape and allow them to complete their mission.

Even at such a critical juncture, Zhu Yiqun was still thinking about completing the mission. It showed just how severe the penalty for failure was—so severe that he had to make these arrangements now.

“Big Brother, if the three of us join forces, we can definitely fight a bloody path out of here. We don’t have to split up.”

Zhu Yangbo’s brow furrowed. His idea was for the three brothers to stick together. Their combined Combat Power would be higher, and it would be safer.

“That’s right, Big Brother. When we three combine our Cultivation Techniques, our Combat Power far exceeds that of ordinary people. We’ll be much weaker if we separate.”

Zhu Siyuan added, also unwilling for the three brothers to flee separately. The situation would be even more perilous if they were alone.

“The number of Cyan Yuan Sect’s Inner Refining Elders in Tan City right now far outnumbers us. If the three of us go out together, we will definitely be surrounded and attacked. We’ll have no chance of escaping Tan City. Only by splitting up do we have a sliver of hope for survival.”

“The people from the Cyan Yuan Sect act too decisively, and too quickly.”

“Before we even had time to react, they had already set everything up. By the time we sensed something was wrong, we had already fallen into their trap. This is the only way to break free.”

Zhu Yiqun reached up and rubbed his head, feeling a headache coming on.

He originally thought that stalling the Cyan Yuan Sect would be a simple mission, but he never expected it to be so fraught with danger.

This was something they hadn’t anticipated before they arrived.

Seeing that Shen Yuan had managed to hold off the Cyan Yuan Sect for so long, they had thought the mission would be easy to complete. Only now did they realize that the Cyan Yuan Sect just hadn’t been taking it seriously.

Now that they were serious, they had begun to bare their fangs, ready to devour them without giving them the slightest chance, leaving not even a scrap behind.

“Big Brother, we three brothers live and die together! We might as well just go all out against the Cyan Yuan Sect.”

A fierce look appeared on Zhu Siyuan’s face. Although he feared death, he was capable of risking his life to survive when it came down to it.

“Third Brother is right. We might as well fight them to the death. Even if the three of us can’t make it out of Tan City, we won’t let the Cyan Yuan Sect have an easy time.”

Zhu Yangbo said with a resolute expression.

When in peril, one naturally fights for one’s life.

“We three brothers cannot die in Tan City. Why did we learn the Profound Yin Demon Sect’s Demon Skill? For this, our lifespans have been greatly reduced, and we must constantly endure pain.”

“We carry the burden of a blood feud! If we don’t get our revenge, how can we all die here in Tan City?”

“If we all die, who will avenge the Zhu Family? Are we to let the one hundred and thirty-five direct descendants of the Zhu Family die in vain?”

“Those bastards from the branch families must pay the price! The No-Life Holy Sect is our chance. This time, if any of us can make it back alive, the measures I’ve set up should still buy some time. It will be considered a great service.”

“The Holy Sect will then help us get our revenge.”

“Now choose. Don’t waste any more time.”

As Zhu Yiqun spoke, a look of hatred crossed his face. They weren’t remnants of the Profound Yin Demon Sect; they practiced its Demon Skill solely for the sake of revenge.

However, within the No-Life Holy Sect, one had to complete specific missions to achieve their goals. Stalling the Cyan Yuan Sect in Tan City was the final task they needed to accomplish their objective.

As long as the No-Life Holy Sect succeeded, they could achieve their ultimate goal. You could say their fate was tied to the Holy Sect.

This was the most important reason why Zhu Yiqun hadn’t fled Tan City yet, even more important than the control the No-Life Saintess had placed within their bodies.

As Zhu Yiqun finished speaking, a look of urgency appeared on his face.

It wasn’t safe here either. They had to get the arrangements sorted out first.

“Alright. Third Brother, you choose first.”

Zhu Yangbo’s face showed a flicker of conflict before he hardened his expression and looked at Zhu Siyuan.

Taking revenge was the three brothers’ greatest obsession. Having already paid such a heavy price, they couldn’t let their enemies continue to live.

Upon hearing this, Zhu Siyuan immediately took one of the papers. On it was written the word “South.”

Zhu Yangbo followed suit and picked one up. When he opened it, it had the word “North.”

Zhu Yiqun opened the last piece of paper. On it was the word “East.”

These were three cardinal directions. The last direction, west, was the location of the Tan Yun Mansion, which Zhu Yiqun had naturally discarded because the hidden dangers there far exceeded those of the other routes.

There were far more hidden experts from the Cyan Yuan Sect within the Tan Yun Mansion; he would not choose a path that was tantamount to suicide.

Zhu Yiqun took out a Map and began to explain, using it to point out the routes for leaving Tan City, the paths to escape toward Yu State, and even some traps that could be set along the way.

He explained in great detail, for the very lives of all three brothers depended on it. He had to make everything clear; the clearer the plan, the greater their chance of escape.

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