He's alive.

Ye HuiLing was fast enough to catch the shining bead that fell out of the man's mouth but instead of keeping it for herself, she threw the bead over to Fu Jie.

"White-mask, this was what you were after, right?" 

Fu Jie caught the bead easily with his hand and glared at the girl, waiting to see what she does next. 

Ye HuiLing, "Now that you have it, there should be nothing else here that interests you. We'll be taking the demon away and as compensation, we'll hand over the spiritual bead of the red cure over to your sect." 

"Can a shining bead compare to a demon who killed disciples from maple passion pavilion?!" Fu Jie tilted his head and questioned in a passive-aggressive tone.