404 Hundred Days of Life

"Oh my god, what did we do wrong? Why are you doing this to us?"

In Liyang, cries continued. The citizens of Liyang, who were struggling in pain, only had despair in their eyes.

They watched as the hole above their heads grew larger and larger. Most of the land had been drowned by the Heavenly Water. They had no idea what they had done wrong. Why did the heavens treat them like this?

Under this calamity, countless innocent lives were lost, and countless families were on the verge of extinction.

Such a hellish scene fell into the eyes of all the disciples of the immortal holy lands. They only felt helpless and angry.

"Sigh…"

Liu Qingfeng leaned weakly against a big tree with a sigh.

In the past few months, he had led tens of thousands of Heaven Mending Sect disciples to the disaster area and saved countless innocent citizens.

However, many people still lost their lives to the Heavenly Water.

Seeing his grief and indignation, Qi Hao shook his head and walked over. "Eldest Senior Brother, you've already done your best. There's no need to blame yourself. We've seen everything you've done. The citizens of Liyang have seen it too. You're our best example.

"Let's go. A few months ago, Sect Master had already issued a decree for us to return to Qin Chuan as soon as possible. The strangeness has attacked again. In just a few months, we have been attacked several times in a row and suffered heavy casualties.

"If this continues, my Heaven Mending Sect will probably be completely wiped out."

After hearing Qi Hao's persuasion, Liu Qingfeng only sighed weakly.

How could he not understand this principle? However, looking at these innocent commoners, he was always soft-hearted and did not want to abandon them.

A hundred days in the world, a hundred things to do. In the vast wilderness, there were many innocent vengeful spirits.

Liu Qingfeng turned around and looked at the commoners who were crying bitterly.

"Let's go!"

He finally made up his mind and brought the last batch of survivors back to Qin Chuan.

At this moment, on Violet Cloud Peak.

Early in the morning, the first ray of light entered the room from the window and shone on Lin Qingzhu's face.

After a few months of sleep, she opened her eyes for the first time. She sat up from the bed with difficulty and looked through the window at the gray sky outside the mountain. Heavenly Water kept pouring in.

She felt a strong sense of loss, and her eyes were filled with confusion.

"How long have I been asleep?"

The scene that greeted her eyes made her question herself. How long had she slept? Was this still the world she was familiar with?

Lin Qingzhu pushed open the door and dragged her weak body out of the room.

The entire Violet Cloud Peak was deserted and lifeless.

Feeling uneasy, Lin Qingzhu hurriedly walked towards the hall. There was no one in the hall.

"Master, Wan'er…"

Lin Qingzhu didn't know what had happened. Why weren't her master and Wan'er here? Where had they gone? She felt incomparably disappointed, and the uneasiness in her heart became even stronger.

Just as she was feeling confused, a surprised voice came from behind.

"Senior Sister…"

When Lin Qingzhu heard this familiar voice, she suddenly turned around. A fiery red figure quickly pounced towards her and into her arms.

"Senior Sister, you're finally awake!"

Looking at her senior sister who had woken up again, Zhao Wan'er, who had endured several months of loneliness, cried bitterly. The grievance in her heart seemed to have found someone she could talk to.

A hundred days in the mortal world, the tribulations at the foot of the mountain were endless, and the days on the mountain were equally torturous. Her master was out, her mistress was in seclusion, and her senior sister was asleep. These hundred days had an incomparably huge impact on Zhao Wan'er's heart.

She didn't know what to do or what she could do. She could only cultivate every day.

Gently stroking her junior sister in her arms, Lin Qingzhu asked softly, "Wan'er, how long have I slept this time?"

"Senior Sister, you slept for a hundred days."

Zhao Wan'er replied with pursed lips as she wiped her tears.

"A hundred days?"

Little did she know that as soon as she said this, Lin Qingzhu's heart trembled and she frowned. She had no idea that she had slept for so long this time. It seemed that her master was right. The third sword of the Cursive Sword Art was indeed very costly. Unless it was absolutely necessary, she could not use it easily.

However, this time, she had profited from a disaster. Because of her sleep, her comprehension of the Sword Dao had increased by a level, and her strength had advanced by leaps and bounds.

She had some insights.

However, Lin Qingzhu looked up at the hole in the sky and felt uneasy. Then, she asked, "Wan'er, what happened during the few months I was asleep?

"Also, what's going on with that hole in the sky?

"Where did Master go?"

A series of questions troubled Lin Qingzhu.

Zhao Wan'er helped her sit on the steps in front of the Qianqing Hall. She looked at the scene in the sky and explained to her one by one. She told her about the series of things that happened after she fell asleep.

When Lin Qingzhu learned that the altar had collapsed after she fell asleep, that a hole had opened in the world, and that heavenly water had poured into the world, her face turned pale.

She could imagine the current scene in the world. It must be a mess with countless casualties.

They also learned that tens of thousands of disciples of the Heaven Mending Sect had gone down the mountain to help the world and suffered attacks from the strangeness. She could not help but clench her fists.

"Damn it!"

Some time ago, most of the Heaven Mending Sect's disciples had returned to Qin Chuan. However, most of the disciples were injured.

As expected, their injuries were all caused by the strange attack.

Because of this, Meng Tianzheng flew into a rage and held another Seven Peaks Meeting to discuss how to deal with this disgusting thing.

As Zhao Wan'er explained, Lin Qingzhu slowly understood everything that had happened during the hundred days she was asleep. She felt melancholic, as if she had missed many things.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Wan'er said, "Senior Sister, Master left the mountain a few months ago. He didn't say where he was going. He only said that he needed him to do something.

"There was no news after he left. My Heaven Mending Sect's disciples outside have never seen any traces of him.

"Mistress is currently in seclusion in Violet Cloud Cave Abode. A few months have passed, but there are no signs of her coming out of seclusion."

At this point, Zhao Wan'er felt a little depressed. She was very worried about her master's safety. She had wanted to go down the mountain to find her master countless times, but her senior sister, who was sleeping, needed her care and could not leave.

After hearing Zhao Wan'er's explanation, Lin Qingzhu was worried and fell silent for a long time.

"Master's strength is unfathomable, and it's difficult to find an opponent in the world. I don't think there will be any accidents."

She muttered and continued, "Now that the mortal world has suffered this calamity, as cultivators, our responsibility has always been to save the common people. We can't ignore it."

At this point, a trace of killing intent flashed across Lin Qingzhu's eyes. She simply recovered and said, "Wan'er, wait on the mountain. Don't run around. I'm going to the Jade Pure Hall."

With that, she left.

At this point, Zhao Wan'er was once again left alone to silently guard the sect.