Triumph

Bai Yu's voice was barely audible. Jiang Yingyue and Ye Qingzhu had no idea what was going on. He had played too many tricks before, so neither of them dared to make any rash moves.

"You...you're not dead." He could clearly feel the icy blade, bringing excruciating pain. Ji Yinglei, hiding in the ruins, whispered in a tone only the two of them could hear: "Of course, otherwise how do you think that sword energy was released? Without my permission as its master, how could Feng Shi and Jiang Yingyue use the power of the Thunder Sword?"

As he spoke, Ji Yinglei twisted the sword again. Even though the pain was excruciating, Bai Yu no longer had the strength to scream.

"You actually think that a threat of that level will make me obey you? That's laughable. I've said it before, I'm not short of a few more years." Ji Yinglei's tone was icy. "But at least in the end, we still have one thing in common: to make them true sinners, to be called sinners forever. That's really good. Thank you for your hard work."

"Now you can die in peace."

Ji Yinglei quickly drew his sword, and then the Thunder Sword in Jiang Yingyue's hand began to stir. It seemed that it really wanted to go to Ji Yinglei's side. Jiang Yingyue immediately realized: Ji Yinglei might still be alive!

The two immediately went to look for Ji Yinglei, but no one noticed that Bai Yu, who was still alive, used his last bit of strength to reach out and touch the table.

Just as the two noticed Ji Yinglei's hand, Jiang Shiyi arrived at the main hall. Upon seeing this scene, he immediately shouted, "Stop him!"

However, it was too late. With his last breath, Bai Yu pressed the mechanism near the table, and the entire main hall began to shake violently. No one had time to care about Bai Yu anymore. Jiang Yingyue desperately pulled Ji Yinglei out of the rubble, and Jiang Shiyi rushed in and picked up Ye Qingzhu.

The group managed to escape unharmed. It was sunset, and the Ye family had brought the situation under control. Bai Yu, too, was ultimately buried by the power he loved most. Jiang Yingyue checked Ji Yinglei's breathing one last time; it was very weak, but she was definitely still alive. Then, exhausted, she fainted.

This battle was exhausting, but thankfully she finally won.

Jiang Yingyue felt as if she had a very long dream. Although she still dreamed of the Bright Moon Sect, she was no longer afraid. She saw everyone she had ever met before, smiling as they went to the other side. She saw that there was no illness, no hatred, and no separation there.

As she watched Jiang Yuan's figure disappear, Jiang Yingyue could no longer hold back and rushed up to him, hugging him and bursting into tears. Jiang Yuan simply stroked her head gently and looked at her tenderly. In reality, they had never interacted like this before.

"Father... Yue'er was wrong, Yue'er was wrong..." Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably as she clutched her father's clothes tightly. "I miss you so much, Father..."

"You did very well, Yue'er," Jiang Yuan said softly. "You will always be my pride."

Jiang Yingyue raised her head, unsure whether it was tears or the approaching end of a dream, as Jiang Yuan's face became increasingly blurry and his voice faded into the distance. She wanted to leave with Jiang Yuan, but he waved his hand at her, saying, "You don't need to take this path, child. Go back now; they are still waiting for you."

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Yingyue finally opened her eyes. What came into view was a scene that was both strange and familiar. Turning her head, she saw Ye Qingzhu standing guard by her bedside. At this moment, she was also crying uncontrollably.

“You’re awake…you’re awake…” Large tears rolled down Ye Qingzhu’s cheeks. “You bastard, do you know how long you’ve been asleep…you were so weak yesterday, they all said you were going to die.”

"I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?" Jiang Yingyue smiled. Yes, she was still alive.

Ye Qingzhu wiped away her tears: "You were unconscious for five days, do you know? Do you know how worried I was about you?"

Five days—Jiang Yingyue hadn't expected this, but it was all over now. She looked around and asked, "Where's Ji Yinglei?"

“She’s been busy repairing the Bright Moon Sect these past few days. I’ll go tell the others that you’re awake, and she should be coming soon.” Ye Qingzhu paused. “You were right before. As soon as Bai Yu died, the Heavenly Dao Alliance tried to add more charges against you. Now, even I’m tempted by your bounty.”