The Side Character Who Wins by Doing Nothing

Gu Jue seized the opportunity. Instead of dodging, he spun around and unleashed a horizontal slash.

At that moment, he completely broke the seal on the Phoenix Cry Sword, unleashing the true power of an Immortal Sword!

Simultaneously, Lu Sangjiu unleashed her Starry Sky technique. Both killing blows struck the City Lord at the same time. He had no way to dodge, and a blood-curdling scream tore through the sky.

"Ah!"

The City Lord’s body plummeted to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

The guards in the courtyard cried out in agony at nearly the same moment, rendered powerless to fight.

This was because the City Lord had placed a restrictive curse on them all. Now that he was gravely injured, they suffered the backlash. Every one of them fell to their knees, vomiting blood uncontrollably.

Yan Zui could finally gasp for breath. She leaned on her bow with one hand, her body swaying as she struggled to remain standing.

Gu Jue was in the same condition. After that single strike with the fully broken seal, his already exhausted body gave out. Unable to withstand the Immortal Sword’s power, his skin tore open, leaving him drenched in blood.

Yet he remained on his feet through sheer force of will, his eyes locked on the City Lord. It was as if he refused to collapse as long as his enemy was still alive.

Lu Sangjiu’s eyes reddened as she looked at the wretched state of Yan Zui and Gu Jue. Her voice was low and hoarse, yet it concealed a boundless killing intent. "Gu Jue, Yan Zui... it’s enough. Leave the rest to me."

With that, she turned to face the City Lord, who lay on the ground, his condition unknown. "Duoduo, they’re in your hands now."

Duoduo chirped, "CHIU!" It then ran to Gu Jue’s side and forcibly dragged him over to Yan Zui.

Though Gu Jue was still forcing himself to stand, he had very little strength left. With no power to resist, he was easily pulled from the center of the battlefield by Duoduo.

He watched Lu Sangjiu’s back as she stood proudly in the center of the courtyard. Her hair drifted as if weightless, making her look like an Immortal who had descended to the mortal realm.

Complicated feelings stirred in Gu Jue’s heart, but his trust in her was absolute. The next moment, he finally let go, allowing himself to close his eyes and drift into unconsciousness.

Yan Zui was in slightly better shape; she hadn’t passed out. But Duoduo understood Lu Sangjiu’s wishes perfectly. If Yan Zui wasn’t going to faint, it would help her along.

Once they had both passed out, Duoduo let out two satisfied chirps, "CHIU CHIU," to report its success to Lu Sangjiu.

Lu Sangjiu glanced in their direction, then added an instruction, "Take good care of them."

When she turned back, her voice was steady. "He’s on the verge of death. Aren’t you coming out?"

A frail, trembling figure emerged from the shadows. It was a woman dressed as a married lady. She was exceptionally beautiful, though her face held a sickly pallor.

She seemed terrified, her eyes wide with fear as she looked at Lu Sangjiu. "Who... who in the world are you people? Why would you attack my husband so viciously?"

As she spoke, she warily scurried over to the City Lord. With a heartbroken expression, she lifted his upper body and cradled him in her arms. "My love..."

Clearly, this was the City Lord’s Wife, Ji Heng, whom Lu Sangjiu had yet to meet.

The City Lord wasn’t dead yet. Hearing Ji Heng’s voice, he struggled to lift his eyelids and look at her. "My dear..."

His voice was filled with tenderness. He laboriously raised a hand to wipe the tears from her cheek. "Don’t be afraid. I’m here."

Watching the scene unfold, Lu Sangjiu almost felt like she was the villain.

’Still, Yan Zui was right,’ she thought. ’The City Lord really does adore his wife.’

’And perhaps that’s exactly why he started down this path of no return—to save her.’

’Of course, using an Evil Technique to harm others might have been for Ji Heng’s sake, but secretly cultivating so many forces wasn’t the work of a single day.’

’Come to think of it, even without Ji Heng, this City Lord’s ambitions were far from small.’

’At the very least, he must have resented being under the jurisdiction of the Joyful Union Sect.’

As Lu Sangjiu mulled this over, she heard the City Lord suddenly speak up. "This has nothing to do with my wife... Just kill me. Don’t make things difficult for her."

Ji Heng grew even more frantic. "My love! What are you talking about? What have you done?"

The City Lord gave her a faint smile. "It’s nothing... I just did something wrong."

He looked at Lu Sangjiu again, his desire to live completely gone, and slowly repeated, "Kill me."

In truth, given his injuries, he wouldn’t live much longer even if Lu Sangjiu did nothing.

Letting Lu Sangjiu kill him would actually be a mercy.

Yet Lu Sangjiu made no move. She only said coolly, "Don’t be in such a hurry to die. It seems the City Lord’s Wife truly doesn’t know what you’ve been doing. But... I’ve never been one to believe that ignorance is an excuse."

With that, she lifted her hand, and a longsword from the ground flew into her grasp.

Pointing the longsword at Ji Heng, she smiled. "Ultimately, she is the root of this transgression. If you’re going to die, it’s only right that I send you to your death together."

Hearing this, the City Lord—who a moment ago had no desire to live—was instantly agitated.

"I told you this has nothing to do with her! Aren’t you from a reputable sect? How can you harm the innocent like this!"

Lu Sangjiu laughed at his words. "You’re lecturing me about harming the innocent now? When you were killing people to extend her life, did you ever stop to think you were harming the innocent then?"

"Your wife’s life is built on the lives of countless young women. If she doesn’t die, how can they ever rest in peace?"

Ji Heng grew even more distraught at these words. "What are you talking about? ’Killing people to extend my life’? The women who have recently gone missing in the city... Don’t tell me they were all..."

The City Lord gripped her hand, his expression bitter. "My dear... I’m sorry."

With that, he struggled to shield Ji Heng with his body, his voice resolute. "My dear, run! I’ll hold her off!"

He was on the verge of death, seemingly with no strength left to fight. But... he could still self-detonate.

The self-detonation of a Nascent Soul Cultivator, while not guaranteed to kill everyone present, could at least injure them severely and buy Ji Heng a chance to escape.

Ji Heng, however, shook her head. "No, I can’t leave."

She looked at Lu Sangjiu. "I truly didn’t know my husband did such terrible things to save me... but he did it all for me. I’m willing to die in his place. Can you please let him live?"

Lu Sangjiu smiled sardonically. "To be honest, I’m really not a fan of this kind of sappy melodrama."

"However, since you’re so willing to die for him, I suppose I can grant your wish."

Her eyes fixed on Ji Heng, she tossed the sword directly in front of the woman. "Kill yourself. You die, and I promise I won’t kill him."

Her words stunned both Ji Heng and the City Lord. Neither had expected Lu Sangjiu to agree so easily.

But the City Lord quickly recovered. "My dear, don’t! I don’t have long to live! Even if you kill yourself, I won’t survive!"

Ji Heng’s face contorted in pain once more. She clung to the City Lord, crying, "My love, I don’t want you to die!"

’Heh. Crying up a storm, yet I don’t see her reaching for the sword on the ground.’

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