RNP Chapter 206 Enlightenment Through Life and Death
Chapter 206 Enlightenment Through Life and Death
Chapter 206 Enlightenment Through Life and Death
"Chieftain!"
A desperate and pleading cry pierced the silence, and then the members of the Yu clan surged toward Niu Gao's frozen body like a tide.
Their eyes were filled with anxiety and grief, as if they were trying to concentrate all their strength into this one cry.
A heavy atmosphere hung in the air, as if time itself had frozen.
The Yu clan members were filled with reluctance to part with their clan leader and uncertainty about the future. They could not accept this cruel reality and could not believe that their clan leader had left them like this.
However, the temperature around Niugao was so low that even the air seemed to be frozen.
The members of the Yu clan tried to approach, but could only stop before the cold barrier, unable to take another step. They reached out, trying to touch the icy cold, but could only feel the biting chill through their fingertips. Niu Gang, a seven-foot-tall, burly man, could no longer suppress his inner pain and knelt down before Huo Yuhao with a thud. His eyes were filled with tears, and his voice trembled: "Holy Son, I beg you, remove the ice from my elder brother's body and let him rest in peace!"
The other members of the Yu clan also knelt before Huo Yuhao, their voices filled with pleading and entreaty: "Holy Son, please take away Han Bing."
"Your Holiness, we are willing to serve you faithfully. We only hope that we can be there to see our clan leader off on his final journey."
The voice of the Imperial Clan was filled with determination and resolve.
Huo Yuhao stood there silently. Then, he slowly waved his hand, and the ice on Niu Gao's body instantly melted away, as if it had never existed. At that moment, the chill in the air seemed to dissipate as well.
Seeing Niu Gao's body, Niu Gang could no longer contain his grief. He collapsed onto Niu Gao's body and wept bitterly. His cries were heart-wrenching, as if he wanted to release all his sorrow.
His body trembled, and tears kept streaming from his eyes.
At this moment, Bai He released Bai Chenxiang's acupoints. Bai Chenxiang immediately rushed into Huo Yuhao's arms, punching Huo Yuhao's chest repeatedly, tears streaming down her face.
"Yuhao, Grandpa Niu Gao is dead. You killed Grandpa Niu Gao. Yuhao, what am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to face you after this?"
Bai Chenxiang's voice was filled with despair and helplessness. She raised her head and looked at Huo Yuhao with red eyes. She really didn't know what to do or how she would face Yuhao in the future.
Huo Yuhao held Bai Chenxiang tightly in his arms, channeling his soul power into her body in an attempt to soothe her wounded heart.
Bai Chenxiang had just recovered from her serious illness and really couldn't afford any more exertion. Her body trembled slightly in Huo Yuhao's arms. Huo Yuhao's warmth and strength gave her a little comfort, but the grief in her heart could not be easily quelled.
Bai Chenxiang opened her small mouth and bit Huo Yuhao's neck hard. Tears flowed uncontrollably again, pearl-like tears sliding down her cheeks. Her shoulders trembled slightly, as if telling of endless sorrow and confusion.
Seeing Bai Chenxiang's heartbroken state, Huo Yuhao felt a pang of pity. He gently walked to her side, slowly leaned close to her ear, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Xiangxiang, Grandpa Niu Gao isn't actually dead."
Huo Yuhao's voice remained gentle, like a spring breeze brushing against Bai Chenxiang's ears.
Upon hearing these words, Bai Chenxiang's previously dull eyes suddenly lit up. Her eyes widened as if she wanted to etch Huo Yuhao's words into her heart.
She instinctively wanted to cry out, to express her surprise and excitement. However, her voice remained stuck in her throat, unable to escape.
Moreover, before Bai Chenxiang could even speak, Huo Yuhao swiftly pulled her into his arms and gently kissed her lips.
Then, Huo Yuhao transmitted a message to Bai Chenxiang: "Senior Niu Gao harbors a deep-seated obsession. He values loyalty and righteousness, and he won't let go of this obsession unless he experiences 'death' firsthand. I used a special method to put him into a state of suspended animation. Whether he can break free from this obsession depends on himself."
Huo Yuhao's words were like a warm current, slowly flowing into Bai Chenxiang's heart.
Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's explanation, Bai Chenxiang's struggling movements gradually ceased. Having experienced a tremendous shift from despair to hope, she was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally. Finally, she leaned against Huo Yuhao's chest and slowly closed her eyes.
Huo Yuhao gently picked up Bai Chenxiang, and golden light burst forth in his eyes once again, like the brightest star in the night sky.
At the same time, Niu Gao, who had been "dead," suddenly sat up from the ground, panting heavily, as if he had struggled back from the brink of death.
At this moment, Niu Gao's eyes no longer held the same obsession as before, but only a clear understanding and peace.
Seeing Niu Gao suddenly come back to life, Niu Gang's tearful expression froze on his face. His mouth was wide open, and he couldn't utter a word for a moment.
He truly didn't know what expression to wear to face this sudden surprise, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Brother, you, you're not dead."
Niu Gang's voice trembled, filled with disbelief.
Niu Gao gave him a light kick, his scolding tinged with a hint of teasing: "You're such a grown man, still crying like this, it's so embarrassing." However, despite his words of reproach, Niu Gao felt a warm glow inside.
As the saying goes, one can understand many things when facing life and death. Just now, Niu Gao really thought he was going to die.
He could clearly feel his body becoming cold and stiff, as if his blood had frozen, and each heartbeat became unusually heavy, as if he were making a final struggle.
He could also feel his life force rapidly slipping away, like grains of sand in an hourglass, slipping away from his life one by one, never to be retrieved.
The feeling was so real that he could almost hear the sound of time passing, the subtle sound of life quietly slipping through his fingers.
Survival is a human instinct. Tormented by impending death, Niu Gao began frantically circulating his soul power, trying to replenish it. However, it was all in vain. His soul power seemed to have been completely drained; no matter how hard he tried, he could not gather even a trace of it.
Blurred images began to appear before his eyes, and various sounds filled his ears—the reality he least wanted to face deep down. He seemed to see a microcosm of his life, all the laughter and tears, all the battles and glories of the past, all of which seemed so distant at this moment.
He could still clearly hear the mournful cries of the Yu clan, his people mourning his impending death. Their voices were filled with despair and helplessness, each cry like a sharp knife piercing Niu Gao's heart.
At the same time, he could also hear Bai Chenxiang blaming Huo Yuhao and her crying. She was his most beloved granddaughter, and her voice was full of pain and confusion, as if she had lost her way.
Listening to the commotion outside, Niu Gao felt increasingly regretful. Only then did he realize that death was never just a matter for him alone.
His death will bring endless sorrow to his clan, create a rift between the Yu clan and the Spirit Hall, and also between Xiangxiang and Yuhao. He died too hastily, without considering the consequences at all.
He began to reflect on his life, wondering if he had truly fulfilled the responsibilities of a clan leader and whether he had truly brought happiness and peace to his people.
Only now did Niu Gao realize that he could not live only for himself; he also had to consider his people and his beloved granddaughter, Bai Chenxiang.
His life didn't just belong to himself, but also to those who loved him, and to the family he had promised to protect. His responsibility and mission far exceeded his own life and death; he had to live on strongly, for those who depended on him, and for those he loved.
At that very moment, Niu Gao's will to survive erupted like a volcano, reaching unprecedented heights. Huo Yuhao keenly sensed this and unhesitatingly channeled a continuous stream of life energy into Niu Gao's body.
Under Huo Yuhao's life force, Niu Gao's body, which was originally in a state of apparent death, gradually regained its vitality. His heartbeat started beating strongly again, and his breathing became steady and powerful.
Moreover, what is most surprising is that, teetering on the edge of life and death, Niu Gao seems to have gained a deeper understanding of life.
His original soul power of level 82 increased by three levels under this condition, reaching level 85. This is extremely rare in the world of soul masters. Usually, improving soul power requires a long period of cultivation and accumulation, but Niu Gao achieved a qualitative leap in a short period of time.
Niu Gao looked at Huo Yuhao with gratitude, his heart filled with endless thanks.
Overwhelmed with deep gratitude for Huo Yuhao, Niu Gao stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and respectfully said, "Thank you for your kindness, Holy Son. From now on, Niu Gao will follow you wholeheartedly, and will never abandon you, no matter life or death."
Seeing this, Huo Yuhao quickly helped Niu Gao up, his tone filled with kindness and respect: "Grandpa Niu Gao, please get up. You are not only my subordinate, but also my elder."
At that moment, Bai Chenxiang slowly opened her eyes and witnessed everything before her. Her heart was filled with excitement and joy.
Seeing Niu Gao standing alive and well before her again, she couldn't help but rush into his arms, hugging him tightly, her voice trembling with emotion: "Grandpa Niu, you really scared me to death just now! I thought... I thought you were really—you absolutely must never do that again, or I'll pluck out all your beards!"
Bai Chenxiang's tone was both reproachful and full of concern and care for Niu Gao.
As the little girl spoke, she stretched out her slender white fingers to pluck Niu Gao's beard.
Niu Gao looked at Bai Chenxiang with a wry smile and said kindly, "Alright, Xiangxiang, Grandpa promises you, I won't do it again. From now on, we'll all be good to each other."
"That's more like it, Grandpa Niu. You promised me you'd never do that again!" Bai Chenxiang nodded in satisfaction, her bright eyes sparkling with mischief.
Looking at his granddaughter's clever and mischievous appearance, Niu Gao felt very sweet inside.
Niu Gao's enlightenment through life and death this time can be said to be very successful.
Not only did it help Niu Gao let go of his obsession, but it also directly boosted his cultivation level by 3 levels.
And this trip to the Imperial Clan has come to a successful conclusion.
By this time, two of the four major affiliated sects had fallen under the Spirit Hall's control, the Power Clan had been wiped out, leaving only the Destruction Clan. The Spirit Hall's power expanded further, and its influence over the entire continent grew stronger day by day.
Meanwhile, in the distant territory of the Broken Clan, on the training ground, a Soul-Breaking Spear radiating terrifying soul power pierced the bullseye with lightning precision.
The tip of the Soul-Shattering Spear drew visible ripples in the air, and its powerful force caused the surrounding air to vibrate. A target made of steel and a meter thick was pierced through directly, as if the Soul-Shattering Spear was an indestructible sword, and no obstacle could stop its advance.
Then, a towering, muscular man, eight feet tall, slowly raised his head. His eyes shone with an indomitable fighting spirit, as if declaring his presence to the world.
His gaze drifted toward the direction of the Imperial Clan, lost in thought.
The steely man on the training ground was none other than Yang Wudi, the patriarch of the Po clan.
Ever since learning that the Spirit Hall was preparing to attack its four affiliated sects, Yang Wudi had his spies from the Breaking Clan constantly gather information.
However, these news items were more and more explosive than the last, almost making Yang Wudi's heart unable to take it.
Three days ago, the Power Clan was wiped out by the Spirit Hall. Before Yang Wudi could recover, news came that the Min Clan had defected to the Spirit Hall.
Faced with the Spirit Hall's swift and decisive actions, Yang Wudi was somewhat incredulous.
After all, he knew Bai He's temperament; how could the other party join the Spirit Hall so easily?
Before Yang Wudi could figure this out, the Spirit Hall's army had already headed to the territory of the Yu Clan.
At this very moment, Yang Wudi was anxiously awaiting news from the Yu clan.
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a snow-white dove slowly flew into the courtyard of the Broken Clan and gently landed on Yang Wudi's finger.
Yang Wudi quickly removed the paper strip tied to the pigeon's leg.
After just one glance, Yang Wudi's eyes widened in disbelief.
"The Yu clan has actually submitted to the Spirit Hall. The Spirit Hall's Holy Son, Niu Gao, with five 100,000-year spirit rings, has been brought back to life and his spirit power level has increased by three levels. Just what kind of monster is this Huo Yuhao?"