Chapter 144 Nameless
The three-day deadline had passed. Qingyu, sword in hand, quietly found Wuming on the snowy cliffs of Tianshan.
The Way of Heaven, the myriad paths—at this moment, they are all beings of the Nine Provinces, transcendent beings.
Like an immortal, like a god.
With a single gesture, all living beings are affected.
...
In the far north of Youzhou, there are snow-capped cliffs of the Tianshan Mountains.
The woman in red stood holding her sword. From this vantage point, she gazed silently at the vast snow-covered mountains and endless abyss before her. For a fleeting moment, she truly saw the Nine Provinces.
With all the Dao within him, he finally saw the spirit-absorbing array shimmering with black light on the land of the Nine Provinces.
So that's how it is, so that's how it is. With this formation, the lives of millions can be lost in an instant...
“Nameless, you have set up spirit-absorbing arrays on the land of every state,”
"Nine ancient stars, nine million lives—"
"I am indeed curious, what exactly does the Heavenly Dao want you to do?"
Wuming smiled. At this moment, the sky was not yet bright, and the world was shrouded in darkness. The sky and the abyss seemed to be one.
The young man lowered his eyes; for a fleeting moment, he too was smiling at the question.
"I had no intention of cultivating the Heavenly Dao; Heaven chose me. At dawn, the Spirit Absorption Array will be activated, and you will not be able to escape. That is the will of Heaven."
"hypocritical,"
Qingyu chuckled. The woman in red finally turned around, the snow wind howling. She looked at Wuming and gently curled her lips.
Or perhaps, it is you who are pathetic?
Wuming also smiled, but he didn't reply. His phoenix eyes curved down, and he smiled sweetly, just like Qin Tianshu.
"What, does this look familiar?"
Qingyu looked into his eyes, and for a moment she smiled, calmly, and calmly.
"How much of our journey was arranged by you?"
A scholar travels across the land, encountering numerous blood-draining arrays; at the Qing Shui Banquet, two ladies mysteriously disappear; in the painting of Danzhou, Zhang Xuan's poison; in Lianzi Town, who led the way...?
Time and time again, so much so that Qingyu kept doubting and doubting when she recalled it—
"Did you want to kill Zhang Xuan and use us all along?"
The clothes in the painting are torn, but the clothes outside the painting are intact; the poison in the painting cannot possibly manifest outside the painting.
Zhang Xuan was destined to die; but who would cause his death? Anonymous.
Along this journey, what is real, and what is not?
At this moment, they stood atop the Tianshan Mountains, where the vast天地 (heaven and earth) were filled with the distant snow and wind, which swept across their faces for a moment without causing frost, yet still irritated them.
"Don't blame him,"
Surprisingly, when Wuming said this to Qingyu, a hint of seriousness and amusement finally appeared in his eyes.
"Qingyu, Qin Tianshu is nothing more than a book, a book that I occasionally control,"
"Don't blame him,"
"There's no need to care about him."
His tone was gentle and smiling, yet his words filled Qingyu with immense sorrow.
She looked up, her red robes fluttering in the cold wind and snow. The woman, sword in hand, gazed at the nameless man, a moment of silence followed by a smile tinged with disdain and arrogance.
"Nameless, you are so pitiful."
Wuming looked at her sword. It was Wen Chuan's immortal sword, or perhaps, a divine sword that had fused with the bloodline of an immortal and an ancient meteorite.
"It seems we're destined for a battle..."
The man stretched out his palm, and nine stars floated on it—
Flower pendant, book paper, sword tassel, locust flower petals, nameless stone, poisonous spider, golden compass, blood-dripping guillotine, and, of course, the golden lock that Zhang Xuan treasured so much.
He flipped his hand, and the azure spiritual energy coiled around him like two snakes. Upon closer inspection, it was a long azure sword, its silver light shimmering like the sky, and its cold gleam like starlight.
Three days later, in the South China Sea, the sword was forged. Nameless, in his human form, traversed the Nine Provinces, activating a myriad-spirit-absorbing array. Now, in the far north, at the Heavenly Mountains, he finally gained divine power—
The power of nine stars, the sword of destiny, this is the divine sword.
Sword of Stars.
How ridiculous! All they had done along the way was for this one sword.
It's all because of one person's selfish desires.
How absurd!
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, Qingyu drew her sword, its sword intent carrying endless frost as it rushed straight towards Wuming. Wuming countered with his Star Sword, the two swords locked in a life-or-death struggle, seemingly about to shake up the entire Nine Provinces!
—Nameless, you presumptuously cultivate the Heavenly Dao in human form, so I will contend with you using all the myriad paths of the Nine Provinces! Regardless of life or death, I will kill you!
—How ridiculous! I can kill tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people. What does it matter if they suffer countless injustices?
—Then come! Today, I will kill you, and so will the millions behind me, and all the bloodthirsty beings on the land of Kyushu!
— Utterly arrogant! You clearly know that no one in this world can defy the will of Heaven!
—Am I being arrogant, or have you gone mad?
The cold light was like fire, the black sky rolled, the stars shone here, the frost and snow spread, and gently, it seemed that the fragrance of flowers spread throughout the land.
At this moment, everyone in Kyushu stepped out of their homes. They gathered in the streets, by the fields, and on the high cliffs. They looked up at the sky, at the endless darkness, and at everything in the world.
They were wondering if humans could truly defy nature.
Or perhaps, Heaven simply wanted to see if humanity had the courage to fight back.
Only those creatures that dare to fight have ever had the right to live in this world.
...
Above the Tianshan Mountains, waves surged and winds whipped, the earth trembled and mountains shook. Amidst the scattering of cold light, Qingyu gazed deeply into the nameless one, into those familiar eyes. With blood, with the Dao, with the spirit, with everything, she questioned and rebuked—
The sun and moon are born, the earth is yin and yang, spirits are male and female, time is divided into forward and reverse, nameless. I believe in your way of heaven, but I only believe that what you cultivate is nothing more than a thought of heaven!
Nameless! You claim to be the Way of Heaven, but I laugh at you for not recognizing your own Dao heart!
When you look up, you see darkness! When you look down, you see an abyss!
Nameless! What is the purpose of your cultivation?
After years of arduous cultivation, when you first embarked on the path, did you see the heavens or the world?
We are both gifted individuals. When we reach the end of our journey, do you still remember who you are?
A blood-curdling voice, a murderous intent, a nameless hand grasping the stars, the youth laughing wildly, "You think I'll regret it now that I've come this far!"
Blood dripped from her wrist, drop by drop. The woman in red's fiery eyes pressed him resolutely, step by step, word by word. She was risking her life to kill him—
nameless!
Do you dare open your eyes and look at this world? Look at how many innocent people have died because of you in these three days!
nameless!
Strip away your cloak of divine authority, do you dare to take a look?
nameless!
Do you dare to take another look at yourself?
Nameless, nameless, nameless scholar!
Qin Tianshu!
You... you don't know how to use a sword at all...
"puff--"
Wuming gripped the Star Sword tightly. The young man took a step back, then immediately stood still. Looking at the blood on the cliff and the divine sword in his hand, he felt disbelief for a moment, and then boundless anger the next second!
"No, Xin...you dare to lie to me!"
Qingyu stood opposite him, blood flowing from her sleeve to the tip of her sword. She clutched her chest, oblivious to the blood, her gaze fixed on the furious Nameless One. Clearly, she too realized something. The woman curled her lips in a mocking smile.
"One of your nine stars is fake."
"Nothing, mind."
As if truly engulfed in absolute rage and hatred, the nameless figure stood there, while the youth brandished his sword against the wind, the sound waves shattering mountains and rocks! Shaking the very foundations of the land!
In the midst of the boundless darkness, amidst the rumbling and slowing winds and snow, the woman in green appeared before them.
"Master, you called me."
The nameless man stared intently at her, while the young man gritted his teeth and questioned her, word by word, "You...you actually betrayed me!"
The woman in green smiled and looked at Wuming, answering him calmly and innocently, "Sect Master, you clearly know that even if all nine stars are real... you still lost just now."
"Unintentional!"
The nameless man raised his sword towards her. The young man's wrist trembled slightly. For the first time, he wanted to kill someone so badly, but because of the damage he had just sustained in battle, his hand trembled for a moment!
Qingyu, catching her breath, looked at the strange couple. Suddenly, she remembered what the scholar had told them years ago—
"I don't know why I like her, but I'm just very happy whenever I see her."
"It feels like a connection from a past life."
"Well, she's not here, so I don't want to say too much. Anyway, I'll bring her to see you later—"
"When the time comes, you are not allowed to make jokes, talk about embarrassing things about me, or say anything hurtful, especially you, Xiao Qingyu."
"Why……"
Qingyu gripped his sword, the snow and wind were cold, but the woman's smile was genuine.
She wouldn't joke about such a beautiful girl. You should have brought her to meet us sooner.
Now it's all good, except for me.
Who could possibly see it?
...
"The Nameless Stone, is it... Hand over the Nameless Stone and I'll spare your life!"
Wuming looked at Wuxin. The young man frowned, his heavy aura emanating from him. Wuxin simply smiled, her tone rising, sounding like a lively young girl.
"Sect Master, do you know..."
"I appreciate it."
The nameless sword trembled for a moment. The young man looked at her, his eyes filled with unfathomable emotions. "What...did you say?"
Without looking at the young man, she looked at him, maintaining her tone and smile, "Sect Master, I appreciate your thoughtfulness."
"Master, have you forgotten? You said, when my heart returned,"
"Then I can leave."
"Scholar, I want to leave."
Nameless looked deeply at Heartless, and finally the young man drew his sword, its blade pointing at her—
"Wu Xin, hand over the nameless stone."
"Heartless! You—"
Gently, amidst the wind and snow, the woman grasped the sword blade and plunged it into her heart, step by step, deepening the wound with each step.
In an instant, the red snow gathered, and Wuxin, ever so innocent yet cruel, grasped the young man's hand, forcing him to kill himself—
"Alas, my heart is something I dug out myself. It's a rock, too hard. With it there, I can't feel anything."
"Have you forgotten, scholar? Back then, you said you wanted to marry me, but I refused. You left, and for the first time, I hated my own heart."
"So, I dug out my heart to find you."
"But when I found you, you had already cultivated the Heavenly Dao and could not recognize me."
"Finally, one day, you became the Qin Tianshu, and I no longer had that hateful stone heart... At that time, I was actually very happy, as if we could finally get to know each other properly."
"Unfortunately, I have a stone heart again, and Qin Tianshu is dead."
"Master, I can't feel anything right now. I'm just curious, what's so great about such a hard rock..."
She spoke numbly, one sentence after another, until the Star Sword was completely absorbed into her heart, and the Nameless Stone finally merged into the divine sword.
Blood stained the nameless man's wrist. The young man looked at her, his eyes trembling slightly. Finally, Wuxin smiled gently and looked at his face, saying...
"Scholar, you've already left. Let me keep you company."
Her body was special, but no matter how special it was, she would still die after passing through the underworld.
If that's the case, I think,
I should go find that scholar who likes me.
They are always missing each other, falling in love, and losing each other.
...
Darkness enveloped the land, amidst the vast, snow-covered mountains, as the wind and snow blanketed them from head to toe.
Nameless gripped the now completely intact Star Sword, seemingly devoid of all emotion and thought, simply staring at Qingyu opposite him.
"Come, let's fight."
Qingyu smiled. The woman in red looked up at the sky and wiped away her tears with blood. "Qin Tianshu, the girl you like, the girl you think about every day, has come to find you."
Ah, what a pity, what a pity, what a pity—
"Zheng—"
They stared at each other again. The woman in red raised her sword to fight against Wuming. At this moment, it was as if the situation had reversed, and the outcome had changed. They were killing each other with their divine swords and their Dao intents were clashing!
Wuming had completely gone mad at this moment. The young man gripped his sword and slashed at Qingyu one after another, ruthlessly, mercilessly, and even with a touch of insanity!
"Didn't you just speak very well, sentence by sentence?"
"Why can't it work now!"
"Come on! Didn't you want to kill me?!"
"Where are your myriad paths?!"
Kill me!
Silently, amidst Wuming's furious shouts, Qingyu grew even more silent, simply using her sword to block Wuming's frenzied attacks—
"elder brother,"
She suddenly said this, and Wuming was stunned for a moment. Then the woman said,
"The rice we planted is ripe."
In the spring fields, we walked together in the mud, planting crops that were about to be harvested.
Golden yellow—I've heard that's the most beautiful scenery in the world.
"Under the blue sky, across the vast land of China for ten thousand years, people of this era shine like a constellation of stars."
"Upon the black mud, spring comes and autumn goes, and all people will be reborn in the light."
"I will not be a star in the sky, but only mud on the ground."
This is—
My heart, my will, my way.
My Way
It's me.
It is us.
It is the millions of us, both in front of and behind us.
I will protect us, and we will protect me.
Myriad paths conceal the heavens, yet my heart yearns for all living beings; though my path may seem like mud, I will lift up all living beings.
Why should the common people be spared?
Ordinary.
With a single thought, I can transform the mortal; with a single thought, I can save all living beings.
At this moment, the red sun slowly rises from the sea, and the sky will soon be bright.
Amidst the wind and snow, the young man knelt on the ground, and finally, the Star Sword he held shattered into nine stars in an instant.
The woman in red gently called to them, raising her hand amidst the wind and snow, just as she had done many years ago.
"A single thought,"
"Break, Ten Thousand Formations."
Finally, light shone through a sliver of light from the sky, causing all the spirit-absorbing arrays in the Nine Provinces to surge with black light. Yet, boundless Dao intent emanated from the woman's body, transforming into boundless golden winds and dazzling stars, scattering into this vast land.
The myriad paths never need to be controlled, because you and I are born into this world, and we are all for the sake of all living beings.
Thus, all paths are like stars descending from the heavens to the mortal realm, while my path is like a profusion of flowers, imbued with spirit through flesh and blood.
When the Tao and its meaning are in harmony, you will understand what is mortal, what is you, and what is me.
...
In an instant, it seemed as if someone was softly looking up at the sky and murmuring, "Look... so many stars... so many..."
So many stars, so many, so bright, yet just before dawn, just at this moment, just at the last instant, they bravely and devoutly bid farewell.
The golden grains lit up for a fleeting moment, and then the stars quietly disappeared into the earth.
Dawn is approaching, but a bountiful harvest is on the horizon.
At this moment, Kyushu,
The common people finally shone on the black soil, fiercely, gently, ordinarily.
Millions of people shouted, wept, and welcomed them—
Golden sunlight filled the sky, bringing great brightness.
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