No regrets
He wanted to revive a person using the magic of bringing dead wood back to life, but relying solely on…
Yueling continued, "He wasn't confident that a withered tree could revive in spring, so he set his sights on luck."
She asked Sui Zhixu, "Who is that person? He entered the realm of ruthlessness into his mind. Who told him to disregard the great path and still accomplish this?"
"Gu Qingyi's father, Gu Songshang, was the tutor of the last crown prince of the Yu Dynasty."
Suddenly, Xu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and Yueling supported her body.
Yueling lamented, "If only I had practiced diligently before, I could still be helping you now."
"It's alright, I still have the strength to strike with my sword. It won't be so easy for him to kill me."
Similarly, killing him wasn't so easy for her. As expected of the number one swordsman in the world back then, his killing moves were mature, and his sword aura was imposing, far surpassing the previous swordsmen.
As the thick smoke gradually dissipated, Yue Wuxin's figure appeared before them. He wiped a smear of blood from the corner of his mouth, the blood on his fingertips glaringly obvious. His robes fluttered in the wind, and he casually wiped the blood on his sleeves, the red stain on his jade-white robe instantly piercing the eye.
"You have some skill. If you had entered this realm at your master's age, you might have truly been able to cut me down today. But you are too young, and your swordplay lacks power. Let it all end here..."
"Not good!" Sui Zhixu pushed Yueling away. How come this move, Tu Mi's sword strike, is even stronger than the previous one? He had been careless.
She must also bring out the best in her sword strike, focusing her mind and calming her spirit. Just as Xin Yi had said before, the sword intent follows the heart, refining the purest sword intent to withstand everything in the world.
Although the system occupied her body, it did not possess her sword intent.
She also possesses a sword called Nine Swords Song.
Legend has it that the highest level of swordsmanship is the unity of man and sword. Her will and sword intent merge into one, creating ten thousand swords. The ten thousand swords compete and sing, which is called the Nine Swords Song.
"Holy Son! Holy Son! Something strange has happened in the back mountain!"
Jiang Yun frowned, stepped out of the house, and immediately saw a pair of broken swords soaring out from the back mountain, their crisp sword sounds echoing throughout the entire Miao region.
He remembered that these were Ah Ling's little rascal master's twin swords. Weren't the swords broken?
"Could this be the legendary unity of man and sword?"
But Chang'an is 108,000 miles away from Miao territory, how could that be?
"Holy Son, it's gone. It seems to be heading in the direction of Chang'an!"
Jiang Yun narrowed his eyes. Indeed, Ah Ling died and came back to life. What else in the world is impossible?
"It's alright, don't worry about it. How's things going in Manchester?"
"Everything has been arranged according to the Holy Son's instructions. If they dare to step out of the Western Regions, we will activate the Gu worms and make them suffer excruciating pain."
Jiang Yun nodded; he had done all he could.
Ten thousand swords were unleashed simultaneously, creating a magnificent spectacle. Sui Zhixu exerted all his strength in a single sword strike, and the ten thousand swords were everywhere, rushing straight towards Yue Wuxin from all directions.
Yue Wuxin wields her sword with one hand, her ethereal figure serene and imposing, yet her moves are deadly, leaving nothing but desolation in her wake.
Yueling hugged a tree trunk by the mountain road, looked up at the two fighting against the wind, and said, "A battle between sword immortals, which is awe-inspiring and has shaken the world. It has been too long since I have seen such a thing. I wonder if Xu can hold on."
Although Yue Wuxin's state of mind was unstable, he had been in a meditative state for a long time, and the two of them were determined to wipe out the entire Shan Hai Academy.
Speaking of which, why hasn't the apprentice's son-in-law returned yet? We should at least get some word on whether Yao Shaozhi can be persuaded to come back.
"Save one, kill one. Brother Wuxin, you're not focusing on your ruthless cultivation."
Several others arrived shortly after, and seeing the situation, they felt extremely panicked. "Ah Ling!"
A few quarters of an hour ago, Fan Lingzhang and his companions had already sensed the fluctuations of sword energy outside Chang'an, and Yao Shaozhi, the Sword Immortal of Wine, hurriedly quickened his pace.
Yue Wuxin glanced sideways and said in a low voice, "Yao Shaozhi, you actually came."
"It was inevitable that we came."
"I'll borrow some plants from the Mountain and Sea Academy!" Before Yao Shaozhi even drew his sword, thousands of chrysanthemum petals pierced into the battle between Sui Zhixu and Yue Wuxin with a wave of his hand. A petal landed on the sword energy of the two and instantly neutralized it.
The sword energy vanished abruptly, and Sui Zhixu retreated step by step. She swung her sword to deflect the remaining force.
"The Sword Immortal Yao Shaozhi..."
"You're surprised by me?" Yao Shaozhi leaped up to her and reached out to take her pulse.
"Your inner strength is exhausted, yet you're still holding on. Just like your master."
After speaking in a low voice, he pushed the person into Fan Lingzhang's arms and turned to look at Yue Wuxin on the other side.
"It's been many years. Is Jade Sword Immortal's health still as good as it was back then?"
He held a fan in his hand and stood in front of Yue Wuxin. The fine lines on his eyebrows and eyes added to his charm, and from a distance, he was undoubtedly a refined gentleman.
"Ahem... What do you think?" Yue Wuxin planted the longsword in the ground, leaning all her weight on the sword.
Yao Shaozhi chuckled: "You can't kill this person."
"You're going to protect her?"
"Well, that young friend persuaded me, and I accepted his request to protect his beloved. Besides, she is Xinyi's disciple, and after entering the Heart Realm, she inherited her position, so I must protect her even more."
Yue Wuxin's expression was icy. "Fine, we'll fight again in three months."
He left with his hands in his sleeves, and Yao Shaozhi watched his departing figure, his brows furrowed and his eyes dark and unfathomable.
After everyone had left, Yao Shaozhi walked up to Sui Zhixu and said, "Help her inside, I'll treat her wounds."
Fan Lingzhang nodded, picked up the exhausted Sui Zhixu in his arms, and carried her inside. Her hands were on his shoulders, swaying unconsciously, and she almost fainted.
Wen Ke and Jiang Li followed closely behind. Yue Ling shook out her wrinkled robes and looked up to meet Yao Shaozhi's eyes.
He clasped his hands in a respectful bow, saying, "Fairy Yueling, it's been a long time. I hope you've been well."
"Don't use such flowery terms like 'fairy' in front of me."
Yao Shaozhi smiled slightly, "The Imperial Preceptor remains as genuine as ever."
"I thought you wouldn't come, given your pedantic nature."
Yao Shaozhi said helplessly, "Am I really considered pedantic by the Imperial Advisor?"
Yue Ling waved her hand, "Don't be so formal, don't be so formal. That child is also my apprentice. I didn't teach her much, she was mostly raised freely. You should understand what kind of person she is, since she was able to cultivate the mindset of the Xin family sword technique."
“I understand. The young friend who is looking for me is very interesting. If I had met him a few years ago, I might have been able to take him as my apprentice.”
Yueling rolled her eyes. "Stop interfering with other people's marriage. With your personality, if it weren't for Xinyi's death, you would never have left the East Sea. You would have even tried to steal someone's husband as your apprentice."
"I was just joking."
"Go quickly and treat my apprentice."
The two sat cross-legged on the prayer mats, and Yao Shaozhi channeled his internal energy into her to heal her meridians.
As Xu circulated his internal energy, he said, "Thank you for saving me, Sword Immortal."
"It was nothing. Your inner strength is not as weak as it seems."
"I've heard that the Sword Immortal has two loves in his life: fine wine and money. Zi Rong went to invite the Sword Immortal for me, but he refused to take a single penny."
Knowing that Xu Bingzhi never offered anything of value, they asked him, "What does the Sword Immortal want?"
"He said he was willing to trade his life for yours; he's very brave."
Su Zhixu felt a chill run down his spine and secretly placed his hand on the sword.
Seeing this, Yao Shaozhi smiled and said, "Young people are still impetuous. I haven't finished speaking yet. Why would I kill him? If he dies, the Fan family's money will be in your hands, not in my pocket."
He then sighed for a long time, saying nothing but as if he had said everything, and Sui Zhixu felt a pang of guilt.
She bowed in apology, but he waved his hand and said, "I was so invested in the relationship, but in the end it was all unrequited love. She never mentioned me to you."
Yes, I have.
"What?"
"You defeated her with a single sword strike, and have since secluded yourself in seclusion."
Yao Shaozhi: "..."
The light in his eyes vanished in an instant, and he sighed deeply, "That was our third meeting, and I never imagined it would be the last."
Upon reflection, she couldn't discern which of those final moments was the last she shared with Xinyi.
Suddenly, a commotion arose in their ears, carrying a familiar scent as it drew closer. The two exchanged a glance and opened the door.
"Peach Blossom Spring Intoxication?"
The sword fell to the ground upon hearing the sound, embedding itself directly in the courtyard.
Jiang Li, who was guarding outside the house, immediately saw the flying sword. "How did the sword come here? Shouldn't it be in front of the tomb of Miao Jiang Xin Yi?"
“It’s her sword.” Yao Shao stepped forward, but before he could even touch the sword, the sword energy attached to it repelled him.
"Could it be that I attracted it?" She took two steps forward, and the sword did not reject her movements.
She tried to grasp the hilt and pull the broken sword out, her left hand holding Peach Blossom Spring, her right hand holding Drunken Spring Breeze. Even though it was a broken sword, the aura it carried still conveyed its former glory.
"The unity of man and sword actually attracted you?" She looked up at the sky. "The sun is nowhere to be seen. Can a sword that follows its master also get lost?"
The sword did not answer her; it simply remained peacefully in her hand.
She held the sword to her chest, and for a moment the thought of Xin Yi protecting her flashed through her mind.
Meeting is difficult, parting is even more difficult. Parting is truly a long rainy season. Every move she makes bears her shadow. How can one forget her?
How can we let her accept such an absurd departure?
"The March appointment?"
Yao Shaozhi dusted himself off, feeling utterly disheartened. It was all his fault for being in seclusion for too long, leaving no trace in her heart.
Upon hearing Sui Zhixu speak, he nodded and said, "Yes, Yue Wuxin made a promise with you to fight again in three months."
Where is the willow green?
Sui He replied, "She's training in the military camp. You know, although that child isn't talkative, she's been holding onto a grudge ever since Fei Xuan passed away."
"Go and inform the rest of the troops to form a defensive formation. Chu Ye will definitely send troops today."
"Thank you very much for your help, Sword Immortal. I am deeply grateful. If you ever need my assistance in the future, I will do my best to help you within my capabilities."
Yao Shaozhi advised her, "You should rest and recuperate now, be careful not to go astray."
Sui Zhixu nodded, and Jiang Li grabbed her wrist from behind, his brows furrowed in displeasure.
When they were alone, Jiang Li held her hand without saying a word, staring intently at her.
“A-niang.”
Don't give me that.
"I didn't mean to. Yue Wuxin has been in the realm for a long time. If I don't use my last sword strike, even if Yao Shaozhi comes, it will be useless."
“I told you back in Miao territory that this technique shouldn’t be used too often. Last time you were drugged by Xi Yushao and had to use it, but this time you’re disobedient again…you brat!” Jiang Li poked her forehead angrily. “It’s one thing to gamble with Jiang Yun on ordinary days, but you still gamble when it’s a matter of life and death? How many lives do you have to squander?”
"Ah Niang, I was wrong."
"Ah Niang~"
"Don't poke me... um, and don't pull my face... um!"
Sui Zhixu grabbed her hand, "The 'Gu Breath' manual is engraved in your secluded cave. What's wrong with me practicing it?"
"That's no good. The first half can greatly increase your internal energy, but the second half will lead to your utter ruin. If the Drunken Sword Immortal hadn't appeared in time to heal you, you wouldn't have the strength to talk to me now."
Jiang Li looked displeased. The autumn wind carried her fragrance, which brushed past Sui Zhixu's nose. She lowered her head and remained silent, her hand secretly grabbing Jiang Li's sleeve.
"I entered this state of mind when I was wandering the martial world, and I witnessed the plight of the common people. Now, I've been given a second chance. Although I've lost my memory, I relied on my instincts and several near-death experiences to regain this state of mind after a battle with Xin Yi. I know I was taking a risk; I was gambling that my sword could severely injure Yue Wuxin. As I predicted, the consequences were minimal because of A-Nian and the others arriving in time. This is all thanks to A-Nian."
Sui Zhixu's hand climbed up Jiang Li's sleeve step by step, and with someone's tacit permission, he hugged her arm.
"A-Nian is the best."
“I don’t know much about Yao Shaozhi either, and Xin Yi doesn’t mention him much. He didn’t want a penny, but insisted on listening to our stories. He said that if the stories were perfect enough to move his heart, he would make a move.”
"...Do people who follow the path of love enjoy the joys and sorrows of human relationships?"
"Why think so much? Just rest." Jiang Li gently rubbed her face. "The Yue Kingdom's aid troops and the Qi Kingdom's generals will handle those matters. You can't worry about everything. Think about what you'll do when Yue Wuxin challenges you to another battle in three months?"
Sui Zhixu's eyebrows were full of smiles, "Since we're here, let's make the best of it. Hiding behind A-Niang, we're not afraid of anything."
"You brat, you've grown so much that even Ah Niang can't see you anymore. You're nothing like you were when you were a kid."
"You didn't call me that before?"
"Alright, alright... good boy, go and rest for a while."
As Xu clenched his hands behind his back, his steps suddenly faltered, and he collapsed unconscious in front of Jiang Li.
"Ah Ling!"
October 13th, Luoyang Imperial Palace
"A report from Chang'an! At 1:15 PM on the eighth day of the tenth month, the Prince of Wei launched an attack on Wanshou Township. The two armies fought all night, and our army retreated to the Feng River. Finally, we were persuaded to retreat by the swordsman of Donghai Quanyutang. Chang'an requests support. We hope Your Majesty will grant the request."
In the imperial court, officials were constantly discussing the matter privately.
"Once we cross the Feng River, we'll be at the foot of the Mountain and Sea Academy. Just a few days ago, I heard that the head of the family was discussing swordsmanship in Wanshou Township. In the blink of an eye, Wanshou Township is gone."
"Now that we have stabilized Luoyang, the eastern capital, our top priority is to recover lost territory in the northeast. In my opinion, there is no need to rush Chang'an."
One official, bristling with anger, retorted, "If the border defenses of Chang'an fall, won't Jinzhou and Shangzhou be theirs as well?"
Someone in the corner sighed, "Why is the whole martial arts world getting involved?"
"Even though Yue Wuxin of Mingjingtai is living in the martial world, he is still a citizen of Yue, isn't he?"
"Is the Yue Kingdom truly sincere in seeking an alliance with us?"
The Yue envoy's heart pounded with anxiety. How had things gotten so far that they were now connected to them? He quickly stepped forward, "Your Majesty, I swear on my life, that we are deeply grateful for your righteousness and are truly committed to an alliance with Qi. That old villain from Mingjingtai is a cult member from Yueshan! How can such a cult affect the alliance between our two nations?"
Cong Lan stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "I believe that what the envoy from Yue said is reasonable."
"Your Majesty, I believe the most urgent task is to protect the Shanhai Academy. The academy is weak and has many disciples. If its defenses are breached, the consequences will be unimaginable, and the nearby Jinzhou and other places will also suffer unimaginable consequences. The Yue envoy is here, and as the envoy said, he is nothing more than a heretical cult."
Lu Zhuqiao then spoke up, and the Emperor at the head of the table slowly said, "What Chaoyang said makes sense. I have never doubted the intentions of the Yue Kingdom. The alliance between the Qi and Yue Kingdoms cannot be broken by rumors from the outside world. We must protect the Shanhai Academy. As a princess of the country, Chaoyang should go forward. In that case, I will send Chaoyang and Minister Meng to lead the troops there."
"Your Majesty, I obey your decree and will certainly not fail in your trust!"
After the court session, Cong Lan met with Fu Mingguang. Fu Mingguang spoke in an unfriendly tone, "Making radical statements, aren't you afraid someone will take the opportunity to smear you? The envoy from Yue was invited by your family."
“Those who are pure will themselves be cleansed.”
Fu Mingguang's face was displeased. "Cong Lan, you and I have served in the court for many years. You are old now and you are telling me these things. His Majesty rarely allowed the Meng family to have contact with Chaoyang in the past, and even drove the Meng family from Chang'an to Luoyang. But this time he ordered Mengyang to send troops."
"It's nothing more than those things. My wife and children are both at the Mountain and Sea Academy. I can't worry about that now. I'll think about those things more later."
There are only two possibilities that Cong Lan doesn't understand: one is to delegate authority, and the other is to test the waters.
"The situation is dire. Be careful, or she'll blame me when your head rolls."
"You ate oranges again today?"
Fu Mingguang: "..."
—
Xu was completely unaware of the turmoil in the outside world, and when he opened his eyes again, he had no idea how many days had passed.
"She's awake, she's awake."
Hearing the noise, Yao Shaozhi withdrew the internal energy he had been transmitting.
As Xu slowly opened his eyes, he found himself sitting cross-legged, looking up to meet the concerned gazes of the crowd.
"You're finally awake." Jiang Li clutched her heart and breathed a sigh of relief.
What's wrong with me?
"Your internal energy is overdrawn, showing signs of qi deviation. However, the technique you are using is peculiar, which conceals the fact that your internal energy is overdrawn and pretends that you are perfectly fine. After the technique has been circulating in your body for a few weeks, it will become ineffective, and you will naturally faint. From now on, you must not use your internal energy again."
Yao Shaozhi rose from the prayer mat, straightened his sleeves, and spoke in a heavy tone.
This was within Sui Zhixu's expectations; she was upset, and Yue Wuxin certainly wasn't.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have said "after March".
Yao Shaozhi waved his sleeves, distancing himself, and said, "There is one more thing. Wanshou Township has been occupied by Chu Ye's army, and the flag of the Yu Dynasty has already been raised there."
"Thank you for informing me, Sword Immortal."
Yao Shaozhi said no more, "Take good care of your injuries and do not use your internal energy."
After saying that, he left.
Before she knew it, Fan Lingzhang grasped her hand, his eyes filled with worry, "You're getting injured more and more often."
“Because the people I hit were different, I didn’t faint many times, only twice, once in Miao territory and this time.” Sui Zhixu stretched out his fingers to show them, but he was pressed down by him.
He hesitated to speak, and could only look into Sui Zhixu's eyes, tears streaming down his face.
He sniffed. "What else do you want to do now? The academy's disciples are in grave danger, and the headmaster is at a loss and has sent an urgent report to Luoyang."
"What did they say in Dongdu?"
Sui Zhixu held his hand tightly, gently wiping away his tears, her fingertips lightly brushing across his brow, touching it almost imperceptibly.
Sui He: "We will send Princess Chaoyang and Governor Meng to provide support."
"Chang'an is the capital of the Great Qi. In the past, the late emperor conquered all directions and marched all the way to Chang'an. Your Majesty took over the throne from the late emperor and of course you are unwilling to give it up. With them here, I can rest and recuperate for a few months in peace."
"But what about three months from now?" Fan Lingzhang gripped her arm urgently. "What will you do when Yue Wuxin faces you in a life-or-death battle three months from now?"
“Who said I was going to fight him in three months? That was what he said himself. I didn’t agree, so what does it have to do with me?” Sui Zhixu patted his arm reassuringly.
"A battle agreed upon on a certain day and place in the martial arts world is different; this kind of thing doesn't exist in Chang'an."
Sui He: "Your purpose in fighting him today was to probe his strength and weaknesses?"
Yes and no.
Jiang Li stepped forward and pinched her face, "Don't speak in riddles."
"Ah, good, good... I've been waiting for him, but he hasn't asked me to test my sword. I guess he's not absent but observing from the shadows."
Jiang Li: "What is he observing?"
"To see if I am qualified to be his opponent."
"He was very familiar with my moves. It wasn't like the first time we fought, but rather like we had fought countless times. After I realized this, I changed my sword techniques, and he was clearly not as comfortable as he was at the beginning."
Wen Ke muttered casually, "Even the old number one in the world is afraid of the new number one, fearing that he, the former wave, will be swept away."
“I also managed to extract a lot of information from him, which might be useful for making plans.”
Her peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly as she leaned against the bed and smiled faintly.
"It's all thanks to you for inviting the Drunken Sword Immortal that we can move forward more smoothly in the next step."
She held Fan Lingzhang's hand tightly under her sleeve, their fingers intertwined, and her gaze was tender and affectionate.
The group understood each other perfectly, and Sui He made up an excuse, "I'm going to check on A Yuan."
"I'll go too."
After the person left, Sui Zhixu cupped his face and said, "Your eyes are all red from crying. I'm fine, I just need to rest more."
"I don't like it when you get hurt. Every time you get hurt, it reminds me of the past."
"So you've become more prone to crying? You used to always look like..."
"What do you look like? Do you hate me?" Fan Lingzhang buried his head in her arms and spoke in a muffled voice.
"A spirited young master? Very unrestrained, with a certain energy, arrogant, like Yue Nu, very cute, no one dislikes you, I still really liked your face back then."
"I still like her now. Little Hibiscus is very cute. A-Yuan is like you, and she's cute too."
Fan Lingzhang stood up, his gaze meeting hers. "Is there anything else I can help you with?"
Sui Zhixu touched the corner of his lips. "Yes, of course, I've always had one."
"There are some things I need to discuss with Yueling. Could you help me find her and ask her to come over?"
"Okay, you rest first, I'll go find her."
A moment later, Yueling swaggered in, and Fan Lingzhang considerately closed the door for them.
Sui Zhixu then said, "Kill Yue Wuxin within three months."
Yueling sat by her bedside. "I looked up some information. Gu Songshang is the head of the Gu family, living in seclusion in the mountains. At a young age, he was invited out of the mountains by the Crown Prince and appointed as the Crown Prince's tutor. He is very talented and insightful. If he is given a few more years, he may really be able to save the family from collapse."
"Important."
"Gu Songshang saved Yue Wuxin's life. After Mingjingtai separated into Yueshan, it had its own set of rules, and the competition was fierce. Private fights among disciples often occurred. Yue Wuxin was plotted against and seriously injured. He ran all the way to Qi State and was rescued by Gu Songshang. A year later, Yue Wuxin returned to Mingjingtai and was appointed as the young sect leader in less than half a year."
"Do you think this matter is related to Gu Songshang?"
Yue Ling clapped her hands and cheered, "Brilliant! At that time, Yue Wuxin was only slightly above average in the sect, and the position of young sect leader was not originally his turn."
"Afterwards, Gu Songshang became the Crown Prince's tutor, and the two still corresponded. They were kindred spirits and called each other confidants. Until Gu Songshang died, the Gu clan was massacred by the late emperor, leaving only Gu Qingyi as a sign of leniency. The late emperor's reign title was Taihe. In the tenth year of Taihe, in the month of Taihe, Wuxin entered the realm of ruthlessness and inherited the position of sect leader. He was known in the martial arts world as the Jade Sword Immortal."
Sui Zhixu asked her, "When did the rumor about withered trees coming back to life start?"
"It seems that it was during those years that Emperor Taizu passed away in the thirteenth year of Taihe, and the Xin Family Sword Manor was also destroyed during those years."
She frowned. "He released it on purpose, but why? If he only wanted to revive Gu Songshang, wouldn't that be redundant?"
"It's still too early to tell." Yueling calculated the time in her mind, and it seemed to match up perfectly. "But I think he might have foreseen destiny."
Do you remember the friend I mentioned?
"Zhou Changyuan, right?"
"You're clever, my apprentice. You're truly worthy of my teaching."
Yueling reached out to hook her arm around Sui Zhixu's neck, but she slapped her hand away, saying, "Stop trying to make yourself look good. I'm not stupid. My rebirth must be related to him."
Yueling stopped acting silly, sat up straight, and spoke to her earnestly, "Apprentice, I have something to tell you."
"Speak."
How can you be so calm?
Sui Zhixu leaned against the bed railing, looking calm and composed, while Yue Ling seemed unnatural.
"I just felt that there's no better time than today."
"The opening chapter."
"Oh... Lu Huai's ascension to the throne went smoothly, and the situation was stable. One day, while I was holed up in the Imperial Preceptor's Hall, I noticed something unusual. The unusual thing came from Zhou Changyuan. He was trapped in a cycle of reincarnation and would forever return to the day before you were born in the fifth year of Jianwu."
"When I found him, he had already reincarnated several times. He said he had looked for me in previous reincarnations. We changed many points in time, changing the way you were taken away by Sima Xian, but you would have died before the age of ten due to the Gu poison. We let you be taken away, and when you returned to Chang'an at the age of twelve to reunite with your family, but you would have been assassinated by Ye Xiang's men... It seems that your fate is inextricably intertwined with theirs. Only by not getting involved in your relationship can you have survived and grown up safely. But later you chose to break with him and walk towards death."
In the end, Sima Xian always became emperor. In his later years, his actions became increasingly eccentric, plunging the country into chaos and misery.
"He made a bold decision: he strangled you when you were just born, so that you could be reincarnated."
Suddenly, Xu Zhixu remembered Zhou Changyuan from her dream, and she moved her lips, "And then?"
“He found a way out. This time, I will split your soul in two. One half will be reborn as Lu Kou, and the other half as Sui Zhixu. When Lu Kou died, he guided your soul so that you could wake up again in Sui Zhixu’s body.”
Sui Zhixu touched her body and suddenly said to her, "But this time Zhou Changyuan passed away more than ten years ago."
"There are many reasons, he said he has no regrets..."
"Stop joking around!" Sui Zhixu stopped her sternly. "Yueling, you know this is very important to me. I don't want to have a life on my shoulders anymore. You told me before that this was the only time, and the last time. What do you mean now?"
“Zhou Changyuan was just an ordinary person. How could he have endured countless reincarnations? At first, he only wanted to save his sister and you. But later, the world fell into chaos, and he wanted to save even more people, yet he watched you die time and time again. Ordinary people would find it hard to bear the loss of their blood relatives, so how could he bear it? Moreover, there are very few records of the Reincarnation Array, and the materials for setting up the array are insufficient. He voluntarily sacrificed himself to the array, so I say this is the last reincarnation, and there will only be one.”
"He sacrificed himself to the formation, protecting the Taoist temple and ensuring that half of his soul remained undetected by the system. When your soul returned, I collected and pieced together his, intending to nurture him before sending him on his way. But he broke free, and now he's even more shattered. I don't know if it can still be..."
Sui Zhixu lowered her eyes and remained silent, her dark eyes beneath long eyelashes heavy with sorrow.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she asked, "Where is his wife, Lady Chu?"
"She was determined to die for love, and I couldn't stop her."
Sui Zhixu nodded without saying anything more.
"Oh dear, the main point I'm making is that Yue Wuxin has entered a state of mind where divination and divination can easily reveal the secrets of heaven. He knows that you are a person destined by heaven and the future situation."
"Sitting on the sidelines and watching the tigers fight, he wants more than just to revive Gu Songshang. Although we don't know his purpose, he is too dangerous, and we must strike first."
Su Zhixu made a gesture, and Yueling asked her what her plans were. She whispered in her ear.
“I’m transferring my inner strength to you. You shouldn’t be looking sickly when I’m luring the snake out of its hole.”
"No rush. When will Chaoyang and the others arrive?"
"It will be soon, in the next few days."
Lu Zhuqiao led his troops to garrison at Fenghe. She was the first to visit Sui Zhixu, but was told that Sui Zhixu was in seclusion to heal her injuries, with the Sword Immortal guarding her side.
"The March appointment?"
Fan Lingzhang respectfully replied, "Yes, before Yu Jianxian left, he made a three-month agreement to fight again."
"I understand. Tell her I came and that she should take good care of herself."
He naturally agreed. After Chaoyang left, he looked at the closed door of Sui Zhixu's room. This was originally a quiet place that Ni Zuilan had set aside for Yueling. Afterwards, A Ling stayed here to recuperate.
To orchestrate a plan, one must align the right timing, location, and people.
Ah Ling deliberately orchestrated this situation, a game of strategy and fierce battle.
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