Chapter 85 Chapter 85 When I become a Ninth Realm Master, you come...
The young man was rarely dressed in disarray. He tilted his head back slightly, revealing his Adam's apple, and looked at her silently.
He no longer looked like a teenager, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and tight muscles. Even if he was pinned down by her and his life was in her hands, he would not feel inferior at all.
Jiang Zhaoxue's heart was beating terribly fast. She was terrified of this feeling. She was too familiar with this feeling of losing her composure. It made her panic as if she was back in her youth.
She didn't dare to speak, but just looked at the young man under her quietly.
Pei Zichen looked at her calmly, supporting himself with one hand and holding the dagger with the other. He looked neither humble nor arrogant, but with a natural sense of oppression. He was somewhat similar to the Demon Lord in the book.
Jiang Zhaoxue suppressed his emotions and remained calm, only asking, "Are you forcing me?"
"I'm not forcing you."
Pei Zichen's tone was remarkably steady, having already thought it through clearly: "I am not a shameless person. I already knew I deserved to die. But if you are willing, I can leave despite all the hardships. But if you are not willing, everything I have done..."
He was silent for a moment, then said seriously, "I should die to atone for my sins."
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to answer. She suppressed her intense breathing and remained silent.
Pei Zichen caused the river to surge, but he himself was exceptionally calm.
He had never had such a peaceful moment since he was seventeen.
He did not struggle, did not feel any pain, whichever path was the path he wanted to take, and he let Jiang Zhaoxue choose.
He waited quietly for his own judgment, and after a long time, he saw Jiang Zhaoxue take the dagger.
Pei Zichen raised his eyes and looked at her, waiting for her to take action.
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't dare to look directly at him, as if nothing had happened. He suppressed his panic and put away the dagger. He pretended to be calm and stood up and said, "Go out first, we'll talk after you get out."
"Master's Wife, do you want to wait until the Life Servant Contract is released before killing me?"
Pei Zichen saw her reaction and spoke in a calm tone.
When Jiang Zhaoxue heard that he was determined to not let go, her blood boiled. She gritted her teeth and said angrily, "Yes, when your death has nothing to do with me anymore, I will skin you alive!"
These words made Pei Zichen's eyelashes tremble.
He knew that Jiang Zhaoxue was just speaking in anger, but he also knew that it was not enough to force her to this extent. Jiang Zhaoxue planned to escape again.
"Is it out of pity?" He was unwilling to speak, chasing Jiang Zhaoxue and asking, "You can't accept me, but you pity me, so..."
Before he could finish his words, he felt Jiang Zhaoxue squat down and grab his hand.
Pei Zichen was stunned, and saw Jiang Zhaoxue lowering her eyes to look at his crushed finger bones.
Pei Zichen felt a little confused and embarrassed. He tried to pull his hand away in a hurry, but was grabbed by Jiang Zhaoxue.
The force wasn't strong, but he couldn't break free. Jiang Zhaoxue looked up at him and frowned: "Did Shen Yuqing do it?"
Pei Zichen didn't dare to speak. He was always afraid that she would see his flaws. He just glanced awkwardly and said softly, "The injured hand is not pretty. Don't look at it."
"You still have this kind of burden?" Jiang Zhaoxue was amused by his words. She condensed magic light in the palm of her hand and repaired Pei Zichen's fingers.
Fa Guang condensed the broken bones under his skin, and the pain gradually dissipated, but he felt even more uncomfortable in his heart.
Not only do you not respond to him, but you also want to be nice to him.
He wanted to say something, but was afraid of embarrassing Jiang Zhaoxue, so he could only purse his lips and remain silent.
Jiang Zhaoxue noticed that he was unhappy. She looked up at him and saw that he looked dejected and a little embarrassed. She quickly healed his finger and stood up, saying, "You should heal your wound first."
Pei Zichen sat on the ground in silence. Jiang Zhaoxue had her back to him. After hesitating for a moment, she carefully said, "Your technique..."
Hearing this, Pei Zichen finally realized what he had just revealed -
His heart tightened instantly, and he clenched his fists. He was panicked for a moment, not knowing how to explain. While he was hesitating, he heard Jiang Zhaoxue whisper, "Cover it up."
Pei Zichen was stunned and looked up in disbelief.
Jiang Zhaoxue also felt that this matter was too embarrassing, but she had to remind him. She could only turn her back to him and whispered, "Shen Yuqing's soul was injured by Lingxu's fan, and he can't see clearly. He should heal his wounds first. You have to quickly clear the aura on your body. After he finishes healing and opens the water mirror, you won't be able to explain it clearly."
As he spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue threw a bell over and said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "This is the Nine-Transformation Immortal Bell. It can transform all martial arts into immortal arts. Take it with you."
"Master's Wife..."
Pei Zichen looked at the bell that fell in front of him, and was a little confused for a moment: "I... I am practicing..."
"I know what you're fixing."
Jiang Zhaoxue lowered his eyes to look at the yellow earth on the ground and said softly, "But when it comes to cultivating the Dao, what's important isn't the technique, but the heart. As long as you are wholeheartedly kind and keep your Dao heart, whether it's the technique of the Nine Netherworld Realm or the True Immortal Realm, it makes no difference."
As he spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue flipped his hand and dropped the Mountain and River Bell on him, waving his hand and saying, "Time is running out, take a rest first and don't let anyone find out."
Pei Zichen was shocked and confused, staring at Jiang Zhaoxue blankly.
His heart was filled with emotions, but Yuan Luo was particularly happy and said hurriedly, "Master, look, the mistress dotes on you! I told you before that she wouldn't care even if you made a big fuss!"
"Stop talking nonsense."
Pei Zichen was a little irritated, but Lingxu was very calm and reminded him, "Master, please take a rest first. As for the lady, you need to let her think about it."
Pei Zichen understood that the most urgent matter was not these personal affairs, and he had to send Jiang Zhaoxue out first no matter what.
He didn't think any more about it, sat up cross-legged, and began to use the Nine Revolutions Immortal Bell to quickly clear the martial arts from his body.
Jiang Zhaoxue walked all the way to the river and sat down. Feeling Pei Zichen's spiritual power flowing, she finally felt relieved.
She had been in such a hurry along the way that she was exhausted. Suddenly she relaxed and stared at the flowing water in silence.
The river below was rushing, carrying yellow sand and flooding violently. Anan sighed and couldn't help but say, "Look at you, you just pretended not to know about the Nine Netherworld Realm technique, but you insisted on giving him the Nine Revolutions Immortal Life Bell. If he gets into trouble and is discovered after giving it to him, you'll still be guilty of shielding him."
"I have a responsibility."
Jiang Zhaoxue's tone was light and a little tired.
It was she who had tempted him to practice the Nine Netherworld Realm techniques. At that time, she wanted him to grow up quickly, get the artifact quickly, and nourish the Heavenly Secret Jade so that she could quickly open the Soul Locking Formation, take out the Heavenly Secret Jade, abolish the Heart Contract, and break up with Shen Yuqing.
But later, at the gluttonous feast, when she saw him possessed by the devil, she finally felt pity for him.
Pei Zichen does not belong to the Nine Netherworld Realm. He is born with the heart of a sage and follows the ways of a gentleman. He follows the path of the True Immortal Realm and can ascend steadily.
So after returning from the gluttonous feast, she thought about giving up, but unexpectedly, he still chose this path in the end.
"That's his own choice," Anan consoled him. "He wants to cultivate the Nine Netherworld Realm technique on his own. What does that have to do with you?"
"No?"
Jiang Zhaoxue asked back, and Anan was speechless for a moment.
Both the man and the bird knew that Pei Zichen decided to practice the Nine Netherworld Realm technique in order to save her.
I officially started practicing the Nine Netherworld Realm technique... Now that I think about it, it was probably also for him.
After all this time, how could she still say it didn't matter?
She looked at the river quietly, thought for a long time, sighed, raised her hand and spread a net of light in the river, then closed her eyes and began to meditate and regulate her breathing.
While she was meditating, the river began to flow backwards. Anan exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?" and couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
Jiang Zhaoxue did not respond. After a long time, Jiang Zhaoxue felt that the aura of the Nine Netherworld Realm technique behind him had dissipated.
She opened her eyes, raised her hand to collect the net, and saw a white magnolia jade pendant hanging in the net.
Anan opened his eyes wide instantly: "You..."
"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."
Jiang Zhaoxue stuffed the damp jade pendant into her sleeve and blocked Anan's mouth first.
Anan snorted in disgust, but didn't bother to provoke Jiang Zhaoxue.
Jiang Zhaoxue stood up and turned around, and saw that Pei Zichen had finished regulating his breathing. He had changed his clothes and was dressed neatly as usual. He was standing not far away. Although one could not tell the depth of his expression, one could vaguely sense his uneasiness.
He seemed to have a lot of questions to ask, but Jiang Zhaoxue didn't give him the chance. She just looked him up and down, and after confirming that he was okay, she found that there was nothing on his waist, and then she understood: "Is the sword broken?"
Pei Zichen pursed his lips and was about to explain when Jiang Zhaoxue threw a sword to him: "I used it as a decoration when I was young. Keep it for now."
Pei Zichen was stunned. He held the sword covered with gems in his hand, and was reluctant to use force on his fingers.
Jiang Zhaoxue turned around and walked forward, saying, "Let's go. The Mizhen Illusion is now sealed. I wonder if Shen Yuqing's brain can get us out."
When Pei Zichen listened, he knew that Jiang Zhaoxue didn't want to dwell on what had just happened.
He looked up at Jiang Zhaoxue's back, hesitated for a long time, and his enthusiasm faded. He lost his courage for a moment, turned his head to look at the river flowing beside him, suppressed the complicated thoughts in his heart, and followed Jiang Zhaoxue.
The two walked one after the other. Pei Zichen watched Jiang Zhaoxue calculate the direction and asked curiously, "What is this Mizhen illusion that Master's wife just mentioned?"
"The Mizhen Illusion is a formation that lures out the greatest desires in people's hearts. It is created using Xuanyang Stone and the souls of living people, and is very difficult to see through."
Jiang Zhaoxue explained the situation to Pei Zichen while calculating the route.
These illusion arrays are drawn with runes on the outside, but these arrays will become specific roads in the illusion.
To break the formation outside, you need to look for the runes to break the formation.
To break the formation in the illusion, one needs to find the core position of the rune representing the solution, and walk the necessary path and do the necessary things according to the requirements of the rune.
She was just one stroke away from breaking the formation rune. Now that she had found the last position, she could fill in the last stroke of the rune with her actions in the illusion and break the formation.
After all, Shen Yuqing can't expect too much, he still has to rely on himself.
"When we leaped through the cracks in time and space, we fell into Song Wulan's trap. He used living people, Xuanyang Stone, and Wangchuan Water to create a Mizhen illusion, trapping us in the illusion. He didn't have the ability to kill us, so he kept exacerbating everyone's conflicts in the illusion, hoping that we would kill each other. I first guessed that Mu Jinyue was a pure Yin body, and later guessed that this might be an illusion, so I took advantage of the situation and prepared the Yin-Yang Yanyi Lantern in advance to ensure that I could take action at any time. At the same time, I placed a substitute talisman on Mu Jinyue. Sure enough, when you and Shen Yuqing left and Mu Jinyue tried to kill me, Song Wulan wanted to fish in troubled waters and capture Mu Jinyue, but because the substitute talisman captured the wrong person, he captured me outside the Mizhen illusion. I immediately used the Yin-Yang Yanyi Lantern to open the magic circle and killed one of his clones."
Jiang Zhaoxue turned around and looked at him, feeling very disappointed: "I didn't expect you and Shen Yuqing to fight."
Pei Zichen froze at this, and whispered, "I am a disciple, not a disciple."
"Forget it." Jiang Zhaoxue sighed, thinking of what they had seen in the Forgotten River, and felt a little guilty. "I can't blame you all."
Pei Zichen listened, looked at the back of the person walking in front of him, hesitated for a long time, and then said softly: "Master once wanted to take Master's wife's spiritual roots and give them to Mu Jinyue. Did Master's wife know?"
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue was stunned. She had just seen Gu Jun and Shen Yuqing talking in the crystal, but she couldn't hear any specific voices in the water mirror. She immediately turned around and said, "What did you say? Gu Jun wants my spiritual roots?"
Pei Zichen saw this and knew Jiang Zhaoxue didn't know about this. He said solemnly, "Just now, while I was in the river, I seemed to see Master's memories. However, I can't confirm this. I just saw that when Junior Sister was poisoned by the Spiritual Annihilation Poison, Grandmaster told Master that if Junior Sister couldn't be saved, Master would take your spiritual roots. Master never objected."
Jiang Zhaoxue frowned as she listened. Pei Zichen studied her and warned her, "Madam, the Spirit Sword Immortal Pavilion is a place of tigers and wolves. Even if you have no connection with the disciples, you cannot stay here any longer. You are the Madam of Penglai. They can take advantage of you, an ordinary disciple, and take advantage of your spiritual roots. Who knows what they will do in the future."
"oh."
Jiang Zhaoxue nodded and said thoughtfully, "I know."
Pei Zichen frowned slightly when he saw Jiang Zhaoxue's calm expression. He wanted to say a few more words, but was afraid that he would annoy others by saying too much.
Jiang Zhaoxue was thinking quietly. She originally thought that taking the spiritual roots was Shen Yuqing's own idea, but she didn't expect that Gu Jun was involved. Did Gu Jun care so much about Mu Jinyue?
Who is Mu Jinyue? A pure yin body... is it that serious?
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't figure it out. After taking a few steps, he suddenly felt some power connecting him to the Mizhen illusion.
The aura she was disguising now was Song Wu Lan's, so the Mi Zhen illusion mistook her for the master. She could sense any changes in the Mi Zhen illusion.
Jiang Zhaoxue carefully identified it for a moment and found that it was Shen Yuqing. She reminded Pei Zichen: "Your master has opened the water mirror."
Pei Zichen immediately became alert upon hearing this, and then looked up and saw that there seemed to be a light in one direction.
Jiang Zhaoxue took a moment to identify it and realized that it was Shen Yuqing's spiritual power. He couldn't help but laugh: "Oh, he still has brains."
The runes to break the formation must be drawn by her disguised as Song Wu Lan. Now she has to complete the last stroke within the formation, so she must first find the location of the last stroke in the illusion before she can move forward along the last stroke.
Shen Yuqing's spiritual power was not enough to draw runes, but he could use it to point out to her where the last stroke should land.
Jiang Zhaoxue walked forward happily. Pei Zichen glanced at her indifferently without saying a word.
With Shen Yuqing's guidance, Jiang Zhaoxue quickly found the path represented by the rune. She walked forward and soon arrived in front of a wall. Jiang Zhaoxue looked at it and then took a step back. Before she could say anything, Pei Zichen had already stepped forward and chopped it open with a sword!
This startled Jiang Zhaoxue, and she quickly hid behind Pei Zichen. Pei Zichen looked back in confusion, thinking for a moment that he had misunderstood, and couldn't help but say, "Master's Wife..."
"You didn't even say a word before you started." Jiang Zhaoxue said with some disdain, "What if a rock flies over?"
"I opened the barrier."
As the two of them talked, they gradually felt that something was wrong. Jiang Zhaoxue felt the presence of several people in front of them. They looked up and saw a huge room behind the billowing dust and smoke, with a person sitting on each of the three sides of the room.
Ming, Pei Shulan, and Mu Jinyue were all sitting inside.
Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't help but laugh when she saw it: "Oh, everyone is here, are they having a meeting?"
Hearing this, everyone became nervous.
Pei Shulan, holding a knife with panic in her eyes, huddled in the corner. Ming Ze stared at Jiang Zhaoxue and Pei Zichen vigilantly. Mu Jinyue covered the wound stabbed by Jiang Zhaoxue and curled up in the dark, staring at them like a wounded hyena.
"I thought I, the one who could break the formation, was the only one here, but I didn't expect everyone to be here. That's good," Jiang Zhaoxue smiled, tucked her hands into her sleeves, and walked in calmly. Pei Zichen followed her. The two of them walked to a deserted wall. Pei Zichen took out a cushion, and Jiang Zhaoxue sat down gracefully. She smiled and glanced at everyone, saying happily, "My spiritual power is running low right now, and I'll have to wait another half hour to break the formation. We'll have time to have a good chat."
Hearing this, the three of them became extremely nervous. Jiang Zhaoxue thought for a moment, then turned around and greeted Ming first: "Mr. Ming, long time no see?"
Ming looked at her coldly, knife in one hand, eyes full of vigilance.
He seemed injured, with one hand pressed against his abdomen. Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes swept over his abdomen quickly, his expression slightly lighter. He said slowly, "That's strange. Pei Zichen didn't hurt you. Since you are a spy arranged by us, would Song Wulan let you get hurt? You weren't punished by Song Wulan for tipping us off, were you?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Ming said in a cold voice, and Jiang Zhaoxue knew that her guess was right.
But she was still puzzled: "You betrayed Song Wulan, but Song Wulan didn't kill you?"
"It's none of your business."
Ming turned his head away, looking exceptionally tough.
Jiang Zhaoxue was speechless for a moment, but she knew that Ming shouldn't have too many problems. Ruotong raised his chin and ordered Pei Zichen, "Go and help him treat his wound."
Pei Zichen stood up and walked over to Ming and began to heal him. Jiang Zhaoxue probed Ming's inner thoughts and then turned to look at Pei Shulan. After thinking for a moment, she said slowly, "Madam Pei, I respect you as Li Xiuji's mother. You have helped me and us so much. I don't want to be violent with you. Please speak up and tell me clearly. What exactly are you doing?"
Pei Shulan held the knife, pursed her lips and said nothing, just staring at Jiang Zhaoxue.
Seeing Pei Shulan's silence, Jiang Zhaoxue pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "If you don't tell me... your child's soul is in this illusion, right?"
Pei Shulan's pupils shrank slightly when she heard this, and she looked at him coldly. Jiang Zhaoxue sat cross-legged and smiled easily: "I forgot to tell you one thing. This illusion is now under my control. I can move the souls of your two children here with just a flick of my finger. You should know that although the Mizhen Illusion is an illusion, if a person's soul dies in it, it is dead."
"Then die!"
Pei Shulan seemed to be irritated by this word and spoke excitedly, "Since we're all going to die, you can kill us! Isn't it a sin for you cultivators to stain the blood of mortals? Isn't there karma? Let God punish you and make sure you die a miserable death!"
Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue frowned slightly. She stared at the agitated Pei Shulan for a long time before slowly reacting: "You hate me?"
Pei Shulan's eyes trembled when she heard the word 'hate'. Jiang Zhaoxue couldn't understand: "Why do you hate me?"
"Why?" Pei Shulan couldn't help laughing as she listened. "You lied to me, you ruined my life. Shouldn't I hate you?!"
"I harmed you?" Jiang Zhaoxue listened, puzzled. "We haven't been together for long, and we've only met twice. How could I harm you?"
"Because you lied to me! You lied to me, but refused to save me! It was you who said that Xiuji had a good life..." As soon as Pei Shulan opened her mouth, Ming froze.
Jiang Zhaoxue stared at Pei Shulan blankly, tears streaming down his face as he watched the woman in front of him.
When she mentioned this name, it seemed to bring endless pain: "He was still young at that time, he had just been born, a tiny child. Although he was born by me and I held him in my arms, I...but I didn't love him that much. If I had given up on him at that time, I wouldn't have been so painful, but it was you—"
Her tone was filled with despair. "It was you who gave me hope. When everyone said he had a bad fate, you insisted on telling Guizhen and me that it didn't matter, that you could support him. But he was clearly destined to be a lonely and unlucky person. No one around him could survive! I listened to you. Guizhen and I persisted, and we persisted. I watched him grow up day by day. With every passing day, I loved him a little more. And with every increase in my love for him, the pain grew even greater when I let him go."
Jiang Zhaoxue listened and slowly understood. She was a little overwhelmed for a moment. She looked at Pei Shulan sitting on the ground, holding her chest with her hands, and crying loudly: "I don't understand, I don't understand why, why he has a bad fate, but you insist on saying he has a good life. Why do you know that his fate is bad, but you are unwilling to help him? Every year, every day, I wonder if there is anyone who can change his fate, if there is anyone who can help him? If my child is still alive, is there anyone who can make his life better, so that he no longer has the fate of being alone, so that I can take him back."
"So," Jiang Zhaoxue pretended to be calm, "you agreed to let Song Wulan harm me?"
Hearing this, Pei Shulan closed her eyes.
She seemed to take a long time to calm down, and said with difficulty: "I didn't mean to hurt you at the beginning."
"and you……"
"Five years ago, when I joined the Blissful Immortality Sect, I simply wanted to change my fate," she said, recalling the past. "It was a new sect, said to grant wishes. Back then, I believed in all sorts of gods and Buddhas, so I wanted to give Xiuji a chance. After joining, I did see many miraculous things: fools suddenly becoming wise, terminally ill patients miraculously restored to health. So I had a lot of hope, but I soon discovered that this sect was a cult. Its followers refused to work and only sought death. Within a few years, the fields were barren and disasters were rampant. The court finally made up its mind and sent the Tianji Academy to try to subdue the Blissful Immortality Sect."
This surprised Jiang Zhaoxue a little. She didn't expect this to happen.
But if Tianji Academy is sent out, then Ye Tianjiao...
"But the Tianji Academy was defeated, and almost all of its elders died in the battle. In the end, only one disciple, Ye Tianjiao, used a teleportation array at the last moment to escape with the Tianji Academy disciples. They have not been heard from since. The leader Song Wulan led his followers to the capital. The Prime Minister Ye Wenzhi went to the leader alone and promised to make the Blissful Immortality Sect the state religion and help them build the Holy Pond. He also promised the leader that he would give them two million human sacrifices."
Hearing the phrase "one million people", Jiang Zhaoxue's pupils shrank sharply, and she couldn't help but ask, "Where did he find so many people?"
"Great Xia has tens of millions of people, so what are two million?" Pei Shulan sneered. "Other small border states all pay tribute for sacrifices, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. With two million, Prime Minister Ye has done his best."
"Is there no one resisting?" Jiang Zhaoxue asked anxiously, "So many people..."
"We didn't know at first," Pei Shulan interrupted her, saying calmly, "Song Wulan would give Ye Wenzhi a batch of 'holy water' every year, asking him to give it to someone he chose to drink. Those who drank the holy water would begin to suffer. First, their skin would rot, then their flesh would melt, and finally their intestines would rupture and become excruciatingly painful. It's said that only those who died this way have deep enough resentment to become nourishment for the thing in the holy pool."
"And our Li family..." Pei Shulan laughed hopelessly, "we were the chosen sacrifices. But at first, we didn't know. We were just attending a banquet as imperial merchants. Not long after we returned, Guizhen fell ill. He was ill for a whole year. That year almost drove me crazy. He wailed every day, and I watched him rot bit by bit. When he passed away, I even felt a little relieved... He was finally gone."
Pei Shulan said this with tears falling, and then she said in panic: "But the day after he left... Nianji... Nianji became ill... Then it was Sixiu... Then I also found that the spots on Guizhen's body had grown on my hands. What should I do? What can I do? I know what kind of pain it is, but I don't want to die, I don't want my children to die. I have already lost Xiuji, I can't give up those two children again! So I started begging, I begged everyone, and finally I begged back to the Paradise Immortal Sect-"
Pei Shulan recalled the afternoon when she met Song Wu Lan. She knelt before the Great Emperor Ji Le Chang Sheng and kowtowed desperately. Then she saw the divine image above open its eyes.
"He told me everything," Pei Shulan said with a pained expression. "He said this is the calamity our world is facing. Whether it's self-cultivation or me, these millions of people are destined to die. This calamity is written in the book of destiny. But I don't want to die... So, he gave me a second option."
"What method?" Jiang Zhaoxue asked, but he already had the answer.
Pei Shulan laughed, despair in her eyes. "He said he wanted our lives in order to gain enough power to unleash the God-Slaying Sword. So, as long as there's enough power, it doesn't matter whether it's you or us. This place is connected to the Holy Pond. As long as you can die in it, we can be saved."
"You are just ordinary people," Pei Zichen frowned as he listened. "Since you dare to target us, why don't you tell us and join forces to take down Song Wulan? He is the culprit."
Hearing this, Pei Shulan's eyes were filled with sarcasm: "Didn't I ask?"
Pei Zichen was stunned, but Jiang Zhaoxue understood.
She asked.
When Pei Shulan first joined the team, she asked her if she could save everyone, including Li Xiuji.
How did she answer Pei Shulan at that time?
"You say this is destiny, this is history, this is predestined." Pei Shulan reminded Jiang Zhaoxue, a maniacal smile in her tone, her eyes full of resentment. "I'm telling you all this, don't you know? You've known for a long time that millions of people are destined for this disaster, but you don't care. In your eyes, our lives are just tools to hold the Sword of God Slayer. You convince yourselves that our deaths are predetermined by fate, but who wrote the Book of Destiny? What is predestined?! It's obvious that you knew that if we didn't die, the Sword of God Slayer wouldn't be born, and you wouldn't get what you wanted, so you stood by and watched us die!"
Pei Shulan couldn't help but rush forward, bending over and staring at Jiang Zhaoxue. "You really have no solution? You really can't save us? You don't even want to save us, and you say it's fate. But if fate can't be changed, why don't you just let him die?"
Pei Shulan raised her finger and pointed at Pei Zichen. Jiang Zhaoxue's face turned pale. Seeing her wavering, Pei Shulan continued to ask, "Didn't you come to Taizhou to seek medical treatment for him and find a way to restore his tendons and veins? Wasn't he also destined to die? Why can he change, but he can't improve himself, and we can't? Bah! They're all excuses!"
"She doesn't owe you anything." Pei Zichen said coldly, "She saved you out of kindness, and not saving you is right. If you want to blame someone, you should blame Song Wulan, not her."
"But isn't she an immortal master?" Pei Shulan shouted angrily, "She watched so many people die without a care in the world, and was only focused on holding her God-Slaying Sword. How can she cultivate the Tao and become an immortal?"
"But if I save you, I'll disrupt the cause and effect. What will happen to people in the future?"
"No one cares about the future now!"
Pei Shulan's words were sharp. She stared at Pei Zichen and said, "I don't understand what your future holds, but I do know that I am a living person. If I don't change my fate, if I don't pray for my life, then neither I nor my child will have a way to survive!"
Pei Zichen was speechless. He looked at the woman in front of him. In an instant, a strange sense of familiarity surged up in him, preventing him from saying anything harsh.
Pei Shulan turned to look at the woman sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking down at the ground, and said in a hoarse voice: "Master Jiang, I know you are not the worst person in this matter, but you also have to understand one thing: a person's desperate desire to live is also a kind of destiny!"
The moment the voice fell, Pei Shulan suddenly pulled out a hairpin and stabbed Jiang Zhaoxue!
Pei Zichen's expression instantly turned stern. He raised his sword and blocked Pei Shulan at the same moment. Arrows rained down from all directions, and hundreds of people holding weapons clumsily rushed into the house!
These people were all mortals. In the eyes of Jiang Zhaoxue and Pei Zichen, their movements looked like those of an old man staggering, but they were actually trying their best.
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the people who were desperately rushing towards her, including children of only a few years old. She closed her eyes in despair. The moment the rain of arrows touched her, she remembered the night she and Pei Zichen were on the cliff many years ago.
That night, Pei Zichen, who was defeated by fate, didn't even dare to let her get close to him, but what did she say at that time?
She said—
"Pei Zichen, I am a destiny master. My life and death are not controlled by heaven, but your life and death, from the moment you summoned me -"
"It's my responsibility."
She is a fortune teller, she is a fortune teller who can control her destiny.
Why did she quit?
Why should we listen to what Shen Yuqing said and not save the lives of millions of people in front of us, but instead think about what might happen in the next hundreds or thousands of years?
Survival is a destiny, and saving the people in front of you is also a destiny.
“Save me!”
Four-year-old Li Xiuji was wailing, twelve-year-old Li Xiuji was silent, seventeen-year-old Pei Zichen was calling out from the cliff, and now it was the people who were raining arrows at him—
All the arrows suddenly stopped the moment they hit her, and a silent force froze everyone in place.
Everyone was frozen in place, staring at the woman sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed, looking like a deity not far away. Slowly, surrounded by arrows, she opened her eyes, her gaze filled with compassion and a clear understanding of the laws of nature, as she spoke calmly, "I'll save you."
"Master's Wife!"
Mu Jinyue cried out in horror, and saw Jiang Zhaoxue calmly looking at the doubtful Pei Shulan in front of her. The sound of the Dharma echoed throughout the illusion: "Please me, and I will save you."
Pei Shulan didn't dare to answer. Everyone felt the power controlling them dissipate, and they looked at the person in front of them in shock and confusion.
The person in front of me was dressed in white, with his hands holding a seal in front of him, and he looked like Guanyin.
Mu Jinyue vaguely realized something and hurriedly said, "Master's Wife, we still need to get the God-Slaying Sword. You can't be so willful. If you change history, we won't be able to get the God-Slaying Sword!"
Jiang Zhaoxue said nothing, just looked at Pei Shulan in front of him.
Seeing that she didn't move, Mu Jinyue stumbled forward, covering her wound. Pei Zichen stopped her. Mu Jinyue could only anxiously say, "Master's Wife! Listen to me. Even for your own sake, for your own survival, you can't give up!"
Jiang Zhaoxue didn't respond, just looked at everyone quietly.
Amidst the silence, a young man stood up from the corner.
He stood out in the eyes of everyone. With a completely ruined face, he walked calmly and firmly to Jiang Zhaoxue, lifted his clothes, and knelt down calmly.
He bowed his whole body and prostrated himself before Jiang Zhaoxue, looking as pious as the seventeen-year-old Pei Zichen.
"Please." Ming suppressed the trembling in his voice and spoke hoarsely, "Please, save me."
The moment Ming opened his mouth, everyone looked at each other in confusion. After a moment, a large man shouted angrily, "What can we do?! What else can we do?! We can't kill him, what other options do we have?!"
No, mortals like them are born to go with the flow. Wherever there is a road, they will try their best to follow it.
When this voice came out, everyone gritted their teeth, and people knelt down one after another, and voices of requests were heard. Jiang Zhaoxue lowered her eyes and looked at the young man in front of her. She couldn't help but look sideways at Pei Zichen beside her.
She didn't know what she was looking at, but at that moment, she felt a whisper of fate leading her to look up at the young man next to her.
Pei Zichen looked puzzled, listening to the begging voices around him.
They seemed to be sitting in a Taoist temple shrine, listening to the murmurs of believers.
Jiang Zhaoxue felt the power of their faith gradually filling her body. She lowered her eyes and bowed her head humbly, "Penglai Zhenwu Yuanjun, I grant your wish."
The moment the sound fell, brilliant light shot up into the sky, the earth shook, and rays of causal light that were invisible to the naked eye fell from Jiang Zhaoxue onto these people.
From that moment on, their fate will be linked to her destiny, this is her promise to them.
Mu Jinyue watched all this in horror, as if she could not accept it. Just as she was about to turn around and say something, the space suddenly shattered, and she screamed and fell down along with everyone else.
Pei Zichen looked at everyone with a causal line, followed those causal lines back, and saw the woman in the center.
She always blooms in the light, dazzling and brilliant among the crowd.
He looked up to and loved her, but also hated that the sun did not belong to him alone.
Jiang Zhaoxue opened the Mizhen illusion and felt Pei Zichen's gaze. She turned her head and saw the young man standing in the darkness.
The surroundings gradually darkened, and it seemed as if they were the only two people left in the world. She would not leave, and he would not retreat.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Zhaoxue thought for a moment, took out the jade pendant from his sleeve, and threw it over.
The moment Pei Zichen caught the jade pendant, he was stunned. Jiang Zhaoxue pretended to be relaxed and said jokingly, "I just heard you talk about the jade pendant. I thought you'd rip me off if you bought another one, so I fished it out of the river for you."
Pei Zichen held the jade pendant tightly, suppressing his surging emotions. He looked up and saw Jiang Zhaoxue standing not far away. She said calmly, "I can't give you the result you want, but I will make it clear with your master. But if you insist on my answer, wait until I become a Ninth Realm Fate Master."
Jiang Zhaoxue's eyes were filled with sadness, and she forced a smile: "When the time comes, if you still think the same as you do now, I will give you an answer."
Jiang Zhaoxue turned and walked out: "I'm leaving my physical body. Go back and cultivate your mind well, don't go astray."
"Madam!" Pei Zichen called her. Jiang Zhaoxue turned around and saw him standing not far away.
The young man held a long sword in his hand, his white clothes moving without wind. He seemed to be stepping on the water, and his figure in the water was like a pear blossom reflected in the water.
"As long as the Lady is here, my path will be here." He looked at her seriously, "No matter what path I practice, I am Pei Zichen, whom the Lady saved."
Jiang Zhaoxue looked at the young man in front of her without saying a word. She seemed to see the seventeen-year-old child standing in front of her, looking at her devoutly and gently.
She turned her head, smiled, and waved her hand, saying, "Let's go."
After saying this, she broke through the space and walked out of the Mizhen illusion, then opened her eyes instantly on her physical body.
The moment she opened her eyes, it was Mu Jinyue who rushed over first, grabbed her sleeve, and said hurriedly: "Master's wife, no! You can't give up the God-Slaying Sword!"
Jiang Zhaoxue ignored her. She sat up from the ice table and saw souls everywhere. Those souls fell on the people around them one by one. Jiang Zhaoxue shifted her gaze to the young man not far away.
He looked a little tired and a little frightened, and much calmer than when he was in the illusion.
He suppressed his surging emotions and stared at Jiang Zhaoxue. Jiang Zhaoxue was silent for a moment, glanced at Mu Jinyue, whose eyes were full of requests, and finally said, "Let's settle these people first, and when the time is right," she looked up at Shen Yuqing, "we'll talk."
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【Small Theater】
Pei Zichen: "Love me or kill me, choose one!"
Jiang Zhaoxue: "Not choosing."
Pei Zichen: "I'm sad."
Jiang Zhaoxue: "Pour the river water aside and give you the jade pendant."
Pei Zichen: “…”
Jiang Zhaoxue: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
Pei Zichen: "Why flirt if you don't want to marry me! Stop fishing!"
Jiang Zhaoxue: "Oh...I'm sorry, then I'd better not do this kind of thing."
Pei Zichen: "...Let's continue fishing. I'm stronger."
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