The white light quickly dispersed, and Fang Yanran, seeing that Song Yan Ning and her companions had vanished, couldn’t help but throw her head back and laugh uproariously, "I told you I would seek justice." No one who bullied her could leave unscathed.
"I also told you that the last time was your final chance," an icy, bone-chilling voice arose behind Fang Yanran.
Fang Yanran’s laughter came to an abrupt halt, her face incredulous as she turned to look behind, "How are you not dead?" Her talisman was a Sixth-level Cold Ice Talisman; even a Divine Separation Stage cultivator couldn’t have avoided it without being prepared. Could their cultivation have become so high? No! Impossible!
"You’re hardly qualified to take our lives, prepare to die!" Song Yan Ning raised her hand.
"Please, show mercy!" A frantic voice called out.
Fang Yanyun hurriedly ran up to Song Yan Ning and the others, performing a solemn bow, "Senior Sister Song! Senior Brother Qin! Senior Sister Mie Yu! I implore you to be magnanimous and spare Yanran this time, I apologize to you on her behalf."
"Why are you being so polite to them? Can’t you see they want to kill me? If you still consider me your sister, you would just kill them," Fang Yanran pointed at Song Yan Ning and her companions while speaking to Fang Yanyun. She believed her elder sister’s cultivation would surely be enough to annihilate Song Yan Ning and the others.
"Shut up!" Fang Yanyun shouted coldly. She was trying to help her now, and while Yanran did not understand the strength of Song Yan Ning and her companions, Yanyun knew it very well. If their cultivation were not powerful, they would never have been able to spend a full half month at the center of the Heavenly Bath Pond without being burst by its Spiritual Energy.
"How dare you threaten me on their behalf? I will no longer acknowledge you as my sister in the future," Fang Yanran huffed angrily, charging at Song Yan Ning and her companions, "I will kill you!" Since Fang Yanyun wasn’t going to help her, she would take matters into her own hands.
Qin Yushen waved his hand, and Fang Yanran flew backwards like a kite with its string cut.
Fang Yanran collided with a large tree and fell to the ground heavily. At that moment, she felt as if something was crushing her internal organs, a pain beyond description, and she finally could not help but vomit a big mouthful of blood.
"Yanran!" Fang Yanyun hurried to Fang Yanran’s side, cautiously cradling her in her arms.
Fang Yanran slowly opened her eyes, "You killed them..."
"Do you still not realize your mistake?" Fang Yanyun looked at Fang Yanran, pity in her eyes, but even more disappointment. If Yanran had listened to her earlier, she wouldn’t have ended up .
"Ha ha ha..." Fang Yanran laughed maniacally, fresh blood continuously spilling from the corners of her mouth, "I’m dying... and you’re still blaming me... Fang Yanyun... do you really consider me your sister..."
Fang Yanyun let out a deep sigh, her gaze slowly becoming serene, "Now I only regret that I spoiled you too much." If she had been stricter with Yanran, she would not have become so petulant and unreasonable, and would not have met with such a fate. But regret was now in vain.
"Regret... ha ha ha..." Fang Yanran’s laughter was filled with resentment and a strong sense of injustice, when suddenly it stopped abruptly, her hand simultaneously dropping limply.
"Yanran! Yanran!" Fang Yanyun realized that Fang Yanran in her arms had lost all signs of life, and she collapsed into heartbroken sobbing. Even though Yanran had disappointed her, she was still her blood-connected sister. With her death, she no longer had any family left in this world.