Chapter 34 Autumn Water Town (The End) "I've found you..."

Fight the Heavenly Tribulation again...

Xuan Kui was completely speechless. One moment he felt that the person in front of him was indulging in wishful thinking, and the next he felt that it might be worth a try.

Fu Yunyao was still wearing that wedding dress, a bright and dazzling red. She was slender and delicate, yet possessed an unyielding spirit.

Fu Yusheng watched her retreating figure and chuckled softly.

Xuan Kui lowered his eyes and suddenly chuckled softly.

He agreed, "Alright, then I'll fight the Heavenly Tribulation again."

He transformed into a dragon and let out a roar.

Heavenly thunderclouds rapidly gathered, brewing, ready to unleash a lightning tribulation at any moment.

Xuan Kui wandered in the thunderclouds, its dark scales shimmering with silver light under the lightning.

As the first black tribulation descended, Fu Yunyao summoned the Rangchen Sword. The sword intent spread out, and the sharp sword energy collided with the heavenly tribulation lightning. The next moment, a powerful and terrifying shockwave rippled outwards.

Shi Yubai cursed under his breath and quickly set up an array barrier around Fu Yunyao.

Seventeen divine wooden talismans were unleashed, gleaming with golden light, to shield her from the terrifying impact.

Su Fuying also began to play her flute, which merged with Shi Yubai's barrier. The music flowed within the barrier, creating ripples.

Cheng Minxi held his sword, ready to block the remaining attacks for her at any moment.

The tribulation lightning didn't give them much time to prepare. Another bolt of lightning struck, and Xuan Kui roared and plunged into the lightning, leaving streaks of blood. At the same time, his body, which had begun to dissipate, slowly solidified again.

The lightning tribulation coiled around his dragon body, followed by the chilling sword energy of Rangchen. That sword energy once again entangled with the lightning tribulation, dissolving it.

The lightning flashed more intensely, and Fu Yunyao stared intently at the sky, watching the thunderbolts slowly grow stronger and more solidify in the thunderclouds.

"boom--"

This lightning tribulation was far stronger than the previous two. It contained the power of the Heavenly Dao, and its powerful majesty made Cheng Minxi and the others involuntarily tilt their heads.

Xuan Kui faced the lightning tribulation head-on, his vertical pupils reflecting the sparkling lightning.

In the raging wind, the veil on Fu Yunyao's head was blown open, revealing her gentle and bright eyes. There was no fear in her eyes, and the sword in her hand, Rangchen, was full of sword intent, falling with specks of frost.

A strong wind blew her clothes, and amidst the lightning, she raised her hand, causing the Dust Sword to follow her will and unleash a burst of sword energy.

The sword energy shot straight at the descending lightning tribulation, and Xuan Kui felt a chill brush past him.

The next instant, the two powerful forces collided, and the resulting shockwave caused Xuan Kui to cough up blood.

A blinding light appeared before his eyes, and a terrifying shockwave swept over him.

Xuan Kui: !

He wondered if he hadn't died from the lightning tribulation, but instead from the aftershocks of the collision between the dust sword energy and the lightning tribulation.

He gritted his teeth, preparing to use his own body to withstand this force that instilled fear in all things.

But in the end, what fell upon him was not the piercing pain, but a warm spring breeze that gently caressed his wounds, as if containing boundless hope and vitality.

Xuan Kui's broken dragon horn slowly began to grow back, and as his scales fell off, new scales grew in his place.

A flash of icy blue sword appeared before him, blocking the next few lightning strikes for him.

Fu Yunyao lowered her head slightly, coughed a few times, and drops of blood fell onto her clothes again.

Fu Yusheng's gaze remained fixed on her the entire time, and when he saw the bloodstain, his eyes darkened slightly.

Alright...

The last scale on Xuan Kui's body fell off, and a new dragon scale grew in its place.

The final lightning bolt lingered, and Xuan Kui watched with utmost vigilance as it gathered momentum within the thunderclouds.

Finally, the lightning tribulation struck, but it split into two midway. One struck Xuan Kui, but was blocked by the Rangchen Sword in front of him.

Meanwhile, another lightning tribulation containing a large portion of the power of the Heavenly Dao rushed directly towards Fu Yunyao below.

"Floating Cloud Jade!"

"Yun Yao!"

Xuan Kui and Su Fuying were shocked and tried to stop the lightning tribulation, but the lightning tribulation was much faster than their movements.

In the blink of an eye, the lightning tribulation had already approached Fu Yunyao.

Fu Yusheng's eyes flickered slightly. Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, the sword heart that belonged to Fu Yusheng, which had been bound by countless chains, opened its eyes, a dark glint flashing in its light-colored pupils.

The Spring Return Sword behind him hummed.

Under the oppressive power of Heaven, a dark sword shadow appeared behind Fu Yusheng. The next moment, the sword shadow left him and fell into the hands of Fu Yunyao, who was in the center of the lightning tribulation.

As the lightning tribulation struck, so too did the sword energy in Fu Yunyao's hand.

Amidst the powerful impact, Shi Yubai, who was closest to the scene, had blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Sword intent spread from beneath Fu Yunyao's feet, the biting cold seemingly about to devour everything, and amidst the frost flowers, her bright red robes fluttered.

The heavenly thunderclouds that had enveloped the sky slowly dissipated, and sunlight streamed down.

The Dust Sword returned to Fu Yunyao's side, while the Spring Return Sword in her hand once again transformed into a phantom and fell into Fu Yusheng's body.

Fu Yusheng clutched his chest, suppressing the surging spiritual energy within him. Even as he endured excruciating pain, his smiling eyes remained fixed on the person before him.

Fu Yunyao raised her eyes and met his gaze in the warm sunlight.

The next instant, blood gushed out, her blood-stained sleeves fell down, and the suppressed Dust Restriction began to retaliate.

"Yun Yao!"

The urgent shouts of Shi Yubai and the others seemed to be right next to their ears, yet also seemed to be muffled and indistinct through a water veil.

Fu Yunyao lowered her eyes. She thought that she could no longer suppress the restrictions of the Dust Restriction, and she needed to return to the Yaotai Realm.

The wind stopped, and the veil over her head fell again, obscuring her expression.

She lifted her foot, but after only a few steps, her vision began to blur. The Dust Restriction crept up her face, its dark red lines surging and tightly binding her veins. At a certain moment, it unexpectedly contracted.

Another mouthful of blood spurted from her mouth.

Fu Yunyao wiped the blood from her mouth and chuckled helplessly. This time, the restriction was activated more rapidly than ever before. Was this punishment for her rebellion against the Heavenly Dao?

In the last moment before her consciousness faded, she fell into a familiar embrace, and through a scarlet veil, she saw those beautiful light-colored eyes.

He seemed to be saying something, but she could no longer hear him clearly.

She heard him call her softly.

"That's it."

Fuyu was born...

It really was you...

...

"The Flowing Firefly Sword, that was the natal sword of the former Sect Master Mu of the Heavenly Evolution Sect. It's such a waste that it's fallen into the hands of a mortal like her!"

"Indeed, I don't know what the Sword Master was thinking, giving such a fine spiritual sword to such a mortal!"

That was the second year after Fu Yunyao left the forbidden area. Fu Yusheng returned after half a month away from the island, bringing back the Flowing Firefly Sword, which all sword cultivators in the world longed for.

This spirit sword, which carried countless honors, was given away by him so casually.

"I promised you, I'll bring you a sword when I come back."

The boy, dressed in red, rested his chin on his hand, his demeanor casual yet remarkably flamboyant.

He pushed the brocade box containing the Flowing Firefly Sword in front of Fu Yunyao, as if what he was giving her was not the renowned Flowing Firefly Sword, but an ordinary spirit sword.

He tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, his voice tinged with a smile.

"This sword is barely worthy of you."

She looked at the sword in the brocade box, her voice tinged with helplessness.

"You know, all the spiritual swords in the world will lose their spiritual energy in my hands and become ordinary mortal swords. Such a good sword would be a waste if it fell into my hands."

"How could that be?" Fu Yusheng reached out and stroked her slightly disheveled hair with his fingertips. "Our Liao Liao is the most talented. There is no spirit sword in the world that doesn't like you."

His expression was focused, and his shimmering eyes were full of tenderness.

"..."

In the dimly lit forbidden area, Fu Yunyao opened her eyes. She stared at the Rangchen Sword on the altar sword rack, a barely perceptible look of bewilderment flashing in her eyes.

She quickly suppressed her confusion as the jade pendant at her waist glowed, suppressing the dust-restricting restriction on her body.

Fu Yunyao took off the jade pendant and gently stroked and played with it with her fingertips.

She remembered that he had given her this jade pendant as an apology gift for her two junior brothers and sisters who had mistakenly entered the Yaotai Realm.

An apology gift?

She chuckled softly, but there was little smile in her eyes.

"Fu Yusheng, I've found you."

She murmured softly as she slowly rose to her feet.

He let the Dust Sword land in her palm, its sharp edge radiating pure killing intent.

"Why did you come back?"

You should avoid me.

You should never appear in front of me again.

Why do you need to let me know you're still here?

Fu Yunyao sighed softly, her gentle brows and eyes carrying a sorrow she herself was unaware of.

Thinking of the unresolved matter of Xuan Kui in the South China Sea, and the familiar figure in black robes she had seen in the Moonlit Secret Realm, she lowered her brows slightly, pondering in her heart.

With Su Fuying and the others around, they can most likely suppress Xuan Kui. However, on one side is Qingyue, who saved her life, and on the other side is her master who raised her for many years. What will she choose?

Perhaps she will have to make another trip to Qiushui Town.

As Fu Yunyao was thinking, the jade slip at her waist lit up.

"Young Master," came the voice of the Third Elder from the other end of the jade slip, "Wen Ci, the chief disciple of the Kunwu Sect, has arrived."

Fu Yunyao paused in her attempt to cut off the transmission from the jade slip.

"Wen Ci?"

...

In Qiushui Town, Bai Qingping distributed porridge and meals as usual.

only……

Someone stopped a passerby who wanted to collect porridge. "Haven't you heard? Miss Bai rejected the Dragon God's marriage proposal. Just ten days ago, the Dragon God roared from the abandoned South Sea Temple outside the barrier. When the Dragon God was angry, the world darkened, and Miss Bai fell seriously ill and almost lost her life."

"Really?" The passerby exclaimed in surprise, glancing cautiously at Bai Qingping. "But isn't she perfectly fine now?"

“That was the Dragon God’s mercy, and he ultimately spared her. But what good can come of those who defy the gods?” The man gestured. “Look at her forehead. Where there used to be the Dragon God’s mark, now there is only a horrific scar.”

Someone chimed in, "In the past, everyone knew that Miss Bai was the most beautiful woman. Now her face is ruined, and she has angered the Dragon God. We should stay away from her in the future, lest we be punished."

Bai Qingping paused slightly in her hand holding the porridge spoon, and the smile on her pale face looked particularly forced.

"You guys!" Xiaodie, who was standing next to her, was a little angry and pointed at the people who were talking, ready to retort.

"Xiao Die," Bai Qingping called softly.

“But they…” Xiaodie’s eyes reddened slightly.

"It's alright," Bai Qingping replied, her voice still gentle.

The man also noticed Xiaodie's angry glare and raised his voice, "If you ask me, Bai Qingping should commit suicide to atone for his sins, so as not to implicate us. Don't you think so..."

"Ah—who hit me!" He suddenly screamed, clutching his bruised wrist, his slanted eyes practically spitting fire.

"I made the call, so what?"

Hearing the sound of a leisurely stroll behind him, his anger intensified, "How dare you hit your grandpa..."

His arrogance vanished the moment he saw the owner of the voice.

Cheng Minxi looked at him and sneered, "You heartless bastard, get lost."

The man retorted, "I didn't say anything wrong, didn't I!"

He sought consensus from those around him, but unexpectedly attracted some condemning and disdainful looks. The people who had been discussing with him fell silent. They tugged at her sleeve, saying, "That's Cheng Minxi from the Tianyan Sect."

The Heavenly Evolution Sect is a major sect in the cultivation world; how could a few mortals possibly afford to offend them?

not to mention……

They glanced at the people of Qiushui Town around them, who seemed ready to curse them at any moment, and felt regretful. No matter what, Bai Qingping had genuinely helped many people, and their discussions would only incite public anger.

The man with the slanted eyes also noticed this and could only slink away.

The jade pendant at Cheng Minxi's waist lit up, and Shi Yubai's voice came through.

"What are you doing? Did you come to the Endless Sect?"

"..."

His figure slowly disappeared into the distance, and Bai Qingping watched his retreating figure with a flicker in her eyes.

Xiaodie observed her expression and then spoke.

"Miss likes Immortal Master Cheng? If Miss likes him, with Master's help, although she can't become Immortal Master Cheng's Daoist partner, it's possible for her to become his concubine."

"What?" Bai Qingping finally came to her senses and looked at her with some confusion.

"Doesn't Miss like Master Cheng?"

Bai Qingping blinked and lightly tapped Xiaodie's forehead with her finger. "What are you thinking about? How could I become someone else's concubine?"

"But he is an immortal."

"What's wrong with immortals? Even if I liked him, I would never become his concubine."

"What was that young lady thinking about just now?"

"I think that only by becoming strong and having the ability can I block the possibility of others looking down on me."

Bai Qingping thought that if she became stronger and worked harder, even if others looked down on her, she would never give up on herself.

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Author's Note: After some thought, I've decided to give Bai Qingping an ending. It might be a bit idealistic, but I still want to say that mortals in the world of Xianxia can also have their own lives.

They are supporting characters in the book, but they are also the protagonists of their own lives. They are neither self-deprecating nor self-abasement, and they bravely face everything. Even if they fail, they have no regrets.