Counterattack

With a gentle pull, Asakawa's sleeve slipped from the other's hand like flowing water.

She smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist, you have a rather strong desire to kill. This is not conducive to cultivating immortality."

We've found Su Rourui's relevant memories...

Chao Du suddenly froze: in her memory, Su Rou Rui was a name that had been abandoned.

The young patriarch of the Su family, the youngest Immortal Token Envoy of the Immortal Alliance, one of her friends, nicknamed "Heavy Sword of No Mercy" - Su Ci, whose original name was Su Rourui.

Now, in the words of her other self, she is Fu Buci's new love, a vixen who is good at using insidious means.

Another woman stared blankly at her empty palm, tears streaming down her face. She murmured in despair, "You don't want to help me, not even you..."

Chao Du snapped out of his daze, stopped laughing, and said seriously, "I sincerely want to help you, to help you get out of this quagmire, but this isn't something that can be solved by killing Su Rourui."

“But I can’t take it anymore, I really can’t take it anymore.” Another Asakawa suddenly grabbed the hair at her temple, her eyes turning red. “After she came, she bewitched him. He sleeps with her at least ten days a month!”

Chao Du found it unbelievable. Was this really the Su Ci she knew? The Su Ci known as the Sword Master of No Mercy?!

Shocked, Chao Du recalled something else: Su Ci had disappeared for a period of time, but she was engaged. Her family found a fake to replace her. Perhaps this was the fake?

Before confirming it with his own eyes, Chao Du did not want to associate the Sword Master of Wulian, Su Ci, with Su Rourui, who was said to be able to bewitch people.

She put aside her doubts about Su Rourui for the time being and asked, "What about the other twenty days?"

Another person paused for a moment before slowly saying, "There are countless wild animals outside; we can't possibly keep up with them all in a month."

As she spoke, she began to laugh softly while tears streamed down her face.

Asahi looked at her, at her tearful eyes, at her calm smile and the despair and madness hidden beneath it.

Chao Du sighed softly, "Since you know his true colors now, why can't you let go?"

“He wasn’t like this before.” Another Chao Du covered her face, tears still spilling through her fingers. “You don’t know, he used to be a very good person, he used to love me so much… he really loved me. He’s only ever given me a title, not even Su Rou Rui! His only wife is me!”

As Chaodu looked at her, he thought of the story of marking the boat to find the sword, and he also felt as if he saw a tomb keeper: another version of himself was like guarding a tombstone that had been completely altered, reminiscing about his former lover.

Chao Du suddenly raised his hand and gently touched the top of her head, sighing softly, "You've suffered too many injustices over the years."

The other woman paused in her sobbing, looking at her blankly and incredulously.

"Hmm? Isn't that right?" Asakawa countered.

“Haha, yes, yes… But do you know what everyone else is saying? They say I’m too lucky, that I’ve enjoyed too much happiness, and that someone as weak in magic and without any family background as me is not worthy of being his wife.” Another Chao Du said, revealing a bleak smile, “Even the servants in the Immortal Palace look down on me, let alone others.”

Chao Du held up a finger and waved it in her eyes: "Why take it to heart? If they want to find fault with someone, they can always find a reason. As for the people in the Immortal Palace looking down on you, it only proves two things—one is that you are not strong enough, and the other is that they do not value you."

The other one, Chao Du, stiffened, slowly lowered his head, and said dejectedly, "You're right."

“So, go find a sword.” Chao Du patted her shoulder. “When you become stronger, this Fu guy won’t dare to look down on you anymore. You can also take revenge on that Su guy yourself. How satisfying! And maybe then you’ll realize that Fu and Su are nothing. Where the sword tip points, the world is vast. They? You’d be wasting your time just to look at them.”

The other man, Chao Du, gave her a deep look, then gritted his teeth as if making a decision: "Alright! Let's go back first. When we get back, you help me choose a sword. I want to start practicing swordsmanship again!"

"That's more like it!" Chao Du clapped his hands. "Come on! Let me see what good swords we have here! Hmm?"

The golden jade lovebirds had already begun to turn, and the other one turned back to look at her: "What's wrong?"

Chao Du looked at his left arm, smiled slightly and shook his head: "My sword doesn't seem to want me to see other swords. How about I let it choose for you later? Oh, it's denying it. Then I'll choose for you."

"Your sword... is too unique." Another Asakawa examined her left arm. "Did you fuse the sword into your left arm?"

"Well, it was a little experiment I did when I was pursuing the unity of man and sword. Besides, it's a famous sword now, and many people stare at it as soon as they see it. It's shy, so let's keep it hidden." Chao Du chuckled, "See, it won't even let me talk about it."

The other Asakawa also laughed, looking much better than before.

A moment later, the magnificent and extravagant Azure Cloud Palace appeared in their field of vision amidst the sea of ​​clouds.

Asaka saw that her other self had unconsciously tensed up; this place had given her too much pressure and hurt.

Should we just take her away and seal her memories? Make her forget him?

Chao Du pondered for a moment, then quickly dismissed the idea: This might work, but it's definitely just a temporary fix. Things will get interesting when she regains her memory or accidentally encounters Fu Buci. Those who love writing stories about love and hate will be thrilled and celebrating.

Besides, where could she take her? Although her other self doesn't have much power, she holds a high position. Even if Fu Buci doesn't value her, he wouldn't just sit idly by and watch his wife disappear, would he? This is a slap in his face.

The Heavenly Dao here would probably not agree to her taking away a living person, especially since she wants to take herself away, which could lead to some very dangerous consequences, such as confusion of cause and effect.

Chao Du clicked his tongue softly, deciding that they should stick to the original plan: sharpen her sword again and let her forge a new path for herself.

However, it's clearly not as simple as it sounds...

When Chao Du looked up, he saw a person surrounded by the large group of cultivators.

Fu Buci.

The commotion she made when she arrived had already alarmed him; after all, it was such a magnificent display of heavenly lightning, the kind of lightning that was about to annihilate immortals.

Chao Du glanced at his other self and saw that her gaze was already fixed on him, and even the golden jade lovebirds flew towards him.

Chao Du can hear the inner voice of another version of herself. The other person is not "smart" enough to betray her to gain his attention. She simply misses him too much and unconsciously wants to get closer to him.

Asahi rubbed his forehead and couldn't help but mutter, "Troublesome, tsk."

As the golden jade lovebirds drew closer and closer to Fu Buci, Chao Du remained unhurried. However, another version of herself suddenly snapped out of her daze and looked at her anxiously: "I didn't mean to. I'll turn around right now. I... let me see him one more time, just one more time!"

"It's alright, it's alright." Chao Du knew he couldn't stop her, and the more he tried to stop her, the more likely it would backfire. So he not only didn't stop her but also comforted her, "If you want to watch, then watch a little longer. You haven't seen him in a long time, have you?"

“It’s been seventy-three days.” The other Chao Du Zhen listened to her words and continued to look, as if he had removed everything in the world from his field of vision, leaving only himself.

Her gaze, like a rope or a snake, clung tightly and greedily to his figure.

If possible, perhaps she would want to transform into a cocoon, tightly bind him inside, and then sink into the ground, not seeking to become a butterfly, but only hoping to be undisturbed again, and then decay together in the quiet, long years.

Or perhaps she could ignite her infatuation into a fire, burning herself and him together to ashes, becoming indistinguishable, so that no one could ever separate them.

Chao Du silently commented in his heart: "He's been poisoned too deeply." It's the most difficult poison to cure—the poison of love.

Chao Du followed her gaze and looked at Fu Buci: he was indeed born with a handsome appearance, with delicate features and a heroic air, a tall and dignified figure, and stood out in the crowd as if he could shine on his own.

Fu Buci suddenly turned around, looked at the golden jade lovebirds, and frowned.

Chao Du didn't care. She was quite confident in her unique concealment technique, which came from the inspiration she gained from resonating with heaven and earth during her cultivation. It allowed her to blend into all things in the world, like a wisp of wind, and it consumed almost no spiritual energy. So, the current situation is...

Fu Buci glanced at it, then turned his head back and waved his hand impatiently. Then, a person next to him flew towards the Golden Jade Lovebirds and landed outside the pavilion.

Chao Du smiled and shook his head: Fu Buci really didn't notice her. Kid, you're still a novice.

Outside the pavilion, the middle-aged cultivator did not bow, but said with a stern face, "The Immortal Lord is currently investigating the remnants of the heavenly lightning. You should return to the palace immediately!"

Chao Du glanced at him: his face was deeply lined with wrinkles, his eyes were dark and swollen, and his figure was bloated and out of shape. He must not have been cultivating seriously, but his cultivation level was still above average. Perhaps he relied on pills to improve his cultivation? How could such a person be a close attendant of Fu Buci? Was it because of his glib tongue or some other means?

But when he spoke to the other Asakawa, he showed no sign of being glib or even polite.

The other Chao Du slowly withdrew his gaze from Fu Buci, looked at the newcomer, and asked blankly, "What did you just say?"

Chao Du sighed, realizing that not only were her eyes fixed on Fu Buci, but her ears and heart were too.

The person who came grew increasingly impatient: "The Immortal Lord has matters to attend to and doesn't have time to deal with you. You should go back now."

Asahi clicked his tongue inwardly and turned to look at the other Asahi's reaction: she just nodded numbly.

Then the golden jade lovebirds slowly descended towards the Azure Cloud Immortal Palace below.

Chao Du asked in surprise, "Aren't you angry at all?"

"Angry...?" Another Asaka gave a bitter smile. "I'm used to it. They've treated me like this for years. If I get angry every time, how can I live like this?"

Chao Du felt as if he saw a flattened glutinous rice ball.

“Sometimes, a sword doesn’t necessarily have to be a sword,” Asahi said.

The other Asakawa looked at her blankly: "What do you mean?"

Asakawa narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the arrogant attendant leave: "What I mean is, sometimes you need to fight back in other ways. He's already bullied you in front of so many people, how can you let him off so easily?"

Another woman shook her head with a wry smile: "But I can't beat him, and I can't afford to offend him. If Fu Buci finds out, he'll say I'm petty and calculating, and others will think I'm not worthy of being his wife. What can I do?"

"Then let him know, but without any evidence." Chao Du raised the corners of his mouth and asked with a smile, "Can you draw a truth-revealing talisman?"

The other one shook his head and said to Du, "Stretch out your finger."

Another Chao Du extended his right index finger, grasped her right hand, guided a wisp of spiritual power to her fingertip, and guided her to draw a talisman in the air with one stroke.

"Drawing talismans in mid-air! Creating a talisman in one stroke! Without even using a brush!" another Chaodu exclaimed in amazement. "Many talisman cultivators can't even do that!"

Chao Du smiled without saying a word, then took his other hand and drew a circle around the Truth-Spitting Talisman. The Truth-Spitting Talisman instantly became semi-transparent.

"Don't be fooled by the hundreds of people surrounding us; only the two of us can see this truth-revealing talisman now. Come on, let's all hear what he has to say."

Another man nodded hesitantly, but his eyes were full of eagerness.

Chao Du drew another wisp of spiritual energy, passing it through another of his own palms, and activated the invisible Truth-Spitting Talisman, sending it flying toward the servant from before.

He was hit by the talisman but was completely unaware. He continued flying to Fu Buci's side to report: "Reporting to the flirtatious peacock, I have already driven away that annoying stupid woman."

A terrifying silence enveloped the surroundings. Everyone turned to look at him, some in surprise and astonishment, others with anticipation of a good show.

Fu Buci slowly turned around, his eyes icy cold: "Wang Xing, what did you say?"

Wang Xing looked terrified and said in a panic, "How could I have blurted out my true feelings? This will ruin my life... No, no, you horrible peacock, my mouth just wouldn't listen to me!"

Wang Xing's expression was worse than crying, and his whole body was trembling like a leaf.

Fu Buci said coldly, "Cen Ling, find out what evil spirit has possessed him."

"yes!"

A distinguished-looking man with a cold and jade-like face standing next to Fu Buci accepted the order and walked steadily through the air towards Wang Xing. He activated his spiritual eye, glanced at Wang Xing, and said, "Reporting to the Alliance Leader, Wang Xing has a Truth-Spitting Talisman on him."

The wind around them grew colder, and hundreds of people remained silent, watching Wang Xing with either mockery or pity. Some also looked at the golden jade lovebirds that were gradually flying away.

For example, Ning Changkang, along with Cen Ling, was one of Fu Buci's six immortal servants. He was nicknamed "the sick chess player." However, unlike the highly skilled and upright Cen Ling, he was not skilled in cultivation and was weak and sickly. Yet, he was extremely good at strategy, which earned him Fu Buci's trust and favor.

As he coughed with difficulty, he watched with great interest the departing golden jade lovebirds.

Several elite members of the Immortal Alliance whispered among themselves: "He was perfectly fine just now, could it be that he attacked Madam Chao?"

"It couldn't be her, could it? Does she have that kind of ability?"

“But Wang Xing was fine just now, it was only after he went to see her that he changed.”

"That's true..."

"It's hard to say, but it's best to avoid provoking Madam Chao for now."

"agree."

"That makes sense."

Fu Buci glanced at the lovebirds he hadn't seen in a long time, then shook his head dismissively and ordered, "Strip Wang Xing of all his cultivation and expel him from the Qingyun Immortal Palace. Search the entire palace for the person who cast the talisman!"

On the golden jade lovebirds about to land, another Chaodu leaned against the pavilion railing, laughing so hard he could hardly breathe, tears streaming down his face: "This is so satisfying! These two hypocritical bastards have bullied me for so many years, and now they're finally reaping what they sowed!"

"This is nothing," Chao Du said leisurely. "Let's go pick out a suitable sword! We'll start training today!"

"Good!" Another Chaodu also cheered.

The two flew down from the golden jade lovebird, and the other went to ferry it away. Suddenly, they heard a commotion coming from the courtyard gate.

A maid rushed in, flustered: "Madam! Su Xianshi has arrived and says she wants to search our Qinse Palace!"