The mirror reflected the scene on the other side of the wall. On the other side, Yin Yu shoved Quan Yizhen wildly, saying, "Wake up, wake up!"
Quan Yizhen finally woke up and said dazedly, "Hey brother, you hit me just now? Li?"
...Poor Qiying, his speech was slurred from the beating. Xie Lian couldn't help but feel pity for him. Yin Yu said, "How could I possibly defeat you..."
Quan Yizhen scratched his hair, then remembered, "Oh, the Fourth Emperor beat me." As if suddenly remembering something, he became excited again, "He stole Li's shovel. Do you want me to help Li get it back?"
Yinyu: "Can you beat him..."
Xie Lian finally realized this was Qiying Hall. Apparently, Yinyu had been captured by Jun Wu while searching for Quan Yizhen.
As Jun Wu circled behind him again, Xie Lian lowered his head and mouthed silently, "Master Wind Master, are you still there?"
Unexpectedly, instead of waiting for Shi Qingxuan, Jun Wu appeared. Jun Wu said from behind him, "Of course not."
“…”
Jun Wu said, "I suddenly remembered that there seems to be a loophole in the lock of Xianjing, so I just banned the Soul Transfer Technique."
“…”
Jun Wu patted Xie Lian on the shoulder and said affectionately, "Back then, I was the one who taught you this Soul Transfer Technique. I'm truly pleased that you've learned and put it to use."
After saying that, he walked out. After a while, Jun Wu's figure appeared in the mirror. Quan Yizhen was the first to notice: "!"
Yinyu also turned around abruptly and asked warily, "Emperor?!"
Quan Yizhen jumped up, eager to try, but Jun Wu slammed him back onto the couch with a single blow, causing it to collapse completely. Quan Yizhen fell directly onto the floor, his head tilted, and he passed out again. Yinyu was extremely wary, but Jun Wu said, "Don't be so wary. If you think that way, even if you're on guard, it's useless. Why not just relax?"
This was the truth. Yinyu didn't know what to say, so she just laughed awkwardly out of habit, then quickly stopped. Junwu was very relaxed and natural, saying, "Yinyu, I don't think I've ever talked to you like this before, have I?"
Yinyu said stiffly, "...It seems so."
Although he had once been a Martial God guarding the West, his rank was not high, his influence was limited, and his status was not high. While not at the bottom of the Heavenly Court's priests, he was probably somewhere in the middle, with little chance of ever getting so close to the highest rank of the Heavenly Court, the Divine Martial Emperor. He probably used to be nervous just passing by Jun Wu's temple, and now he was even more nervous. He added, "But many of the Heavenly Court's priests haven't spoken to me before, and don't even know me."
Jun Wu said, "That may not be the case. Many people know you. Even if they may not have seen you, they know you."
Yinyu was stunned for a moment and said, "Really?"
Jun Wu said, "Because many people know your junior brother. And when your junior brother is mentioned, you are often mentioned together with him. As a foil."
Those words stung deeply. Though they were simply stated without emotion, they were all the more poignant because the narrator was describing the facts without bias. Kwon Il-jin was still dazed, and Yinyu lowered his head and clenched his fists.
Xie Lian had a vague idea of what Jun Wu was planning to do.
After a long pause, Yin Yu mustered up his courage and said, "Emperor, what exactly do you want to do? You're already the Divine Martial Emperor, capable of ascending to heaven and descending to earth, the number one Martial God in the Three Realms. No one can match your position. Why are you still doing this? What exactly... do you want?"
Jun Wu, of course, did not answer him. He suddenly asked, "Yinyu, do you want to go back to heaven?"
"What?!"
Xie Lian was also taken aback by this question. What was Jun Wu trying to do? What was the point of trying to persuade Yin Yu to switch sides at this juncture?
Jun Wu said, "You don't like being a ghost in the lower realm, do you?"
“…”
Yinyu finally reacted and said, "You're overthinking it. There's no such thing as likes or dislikes."
Xie Lian thought to himself, "Oh no! I can't answer like that. I'm afraid he'll reveal his weakness now!"
Sure enough, Jun Wu smiled slightly and said, "You know, your answer is equivalent to saying: 'Yes, I don't like it, and I won't talk about it.'"
“…”
That's right. If Yinyu was truly confident and truly loved his current position in the ghost world, he would have directly and clearly replied, "I love it very much." But if he avoided the obvious, the answer would be obvious.
Jun Wudao said, "You come from a prestigious family, an orthodox sect, and have never followed unorthodox paths. As the leader of your sect, you've been influenced by this from a young age, and your lifelong pursuit is to attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven. This pursuit is difficult to change. Your exile in the ghost world can only be said to be a last resort, a helpless one. You certainly can't say you're satisfied with your current position in the ghost world, because it's not what you wanted at all."
Yin Yu was indeed lacking in confidence, and said weakly, "The City Lord has done me a favor and saved me..."
Jun Wu said, "I know. I also helped you to liberate the soul of Jianyu, who died during his exile, right?"
Yin Yu said, "...That's right, so no matter whether I'm satisfied with my current position or not..."
Jun Wu said, "That's dissatisfaction. However, you are bound by favors and have nowhere else to turn, so you force yourself."
“…”
Yin Yu lowered his head and said nothing. Xie Lian was sweating inwardly.
He could already roughly guess how Jun Wu was going to attack, and every expression and every movement of Yin Yu, from head to toe, was full of flaws!
Jun Wu said, "Then, let me ask you another question: Do you really owe Quan Yi a favor?"
“…”
Jun Wu said: "Why should you put yourself in an uncomfortable position to repay others for doing you a favor? And you really did a favor to Quan Yi, but he let you fall to this point?
"Yinyu, it's not a good habit to always sacrifice yourself for others. You know, no one will thank you."
He was pressing forward step by step, and every step he took was hitting Yinyu's most painful spot!
Jun Wu continued, "You've longed to ascend to the right path your entire life. You've longed to secure a good position in the Upper Heaven, a seat in the Divine Martial Hall. Even though Quan Yizhen embarrassed you so much later, turning you into his foil and the laughing stock of the gods and immortals, you still struggled and endured in the Immortal Capital. Wasn't it just so you could stay here?"
"You belong here. But Kwon Il-jin made a mess of everything and then easily took away everything that was rightfully yours.
“Why?
"Have you not given as much as he has? No, you have given more. Moreover, if we really talk about overall talent, he may not be able to match you. Why is Qiying now isolated and helpless in the Upper Heaven? Because he is simple-minded, ignorant, reckless, and unable to win the support of others. You, on the other hand, are more mature than him, understand the ways of the world more than him, are more flexible and willing to endure hardships than him. If you had his talent and his magical power, your achievements would be many times greater than his, and you would be more able to win the support of others."
Yinyu lost his patience and said, "I don't understand what you mean by this. 'If' is meaningless. His magic power is his..." Suddenly, he screamed, raised his hands, and said in horror, "What?! What is this?!"
A dazzling white light suddenly burst forth from one of his hands, so blinding that it was impossible to look directly at it. Jun Wu remained unmoved, saying, "Don't be afraid. It's just a little bit of magic power."
Yinyu finally calmed down a little and said in disbelief: "Whose magic power?... Mine? I don't have such..." He didn't have such strong magic power.
Jun Wu said: "It's not yours yet. Whether it will become yours depends on your choice."
Yin Yu said: "If it's not mine, then whose is it?! Could it be..."
He suddenly remembered someone and looked to the side. Just then, the incredibly tenacious Quan Yizhen woke up again, his face bewildered and seemingly confused again. Jun Wu said, "Yes, this is Quan Yizhen's magic power."
Quan Yizhen: “Ah?”
Yin Yu said, "Why is his magic power here with me? How can magic power be grafted?! How is this even possible?!"
Jun Wu said, "If even fate can be grafted, why can't magical powers be grafted? Many things are not as difficult as you think. It only takes a few words and a few strokes of the pen from the higher-level priests."
Yinyu shuddered, "This...this...!!"
He shook his hands, as if trying to get rid of something hot, but the powerful magic power danced happily in his hands, striking wherever he pointed. In an instant, a row of walls in Qiying Hall were blown apart, the statues fell backward, and the roof almost collapsed. Yinyu was even more frightened and dared not to throw them around anymore. Junwu smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, take your time, and put it away."
Yinyu held that hand with his other hand, his face trembling with fear, and both arms were shaking. Jun Wu said, "Yinyu, let me ask you again, do you want to come back?"
Yinyu took a few breaths, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at him. Jun Wu said, "If you want to come back, I can not only remove the curse from you, but I can also transfer all of Quan Yizhen's magical powers to you."
Quan Yizhen seemed to have never imagined such an evil method existed and was completely stunned. Xie Lian exclaimed in astonishment, "??? Crazy?!?!"
Jun Wu said slowly: "From now on, people who only know Qiying but not Yinyu will never appear again. Who would dare not remember your name? Never again."
Yinyu took a few steps back and said in confusion: "I... I... I..."
Xie Lian was so tense that he forgot he was still tied to the chair by Ruo Xie. He held his breath, grabbed the chair with both hands, and leaned forward.
Jun Wu was right about one thing, at least. He could see that Yin Yu, deep down, truly yearned for the heavens. He had always belonged to the upper heavens; this was something that had been ingrained in him since childhood and was difficult to change.
Moreover, does Yin Yu really have no resentment towards Quan Yizhen?
uncertain.
Between people who had experienced so much, it was impossible to easily say, "I don't hate you at all." This kind of hatred could be profound or subtle, and Yinyu himself wasn't a man of strong character. His thoughts and actions were likely heavily influenced by others. Since they hadn't interacted much, Xie Lian couldn't be sure what Yinyu would do, so he could only pray silently in his heart.
Your Highness Yinyu...be careful!
“I…I…”
Yinyu was dazed for a moment, sitting down with his hands covering his face. After a while, he finally raised his face, his eyes gradually becoming colder.
He stared at Quan Yizhen, who had been beaten into a pile of tatters, for a long time before whispering, "...Emperor, can you really...exchange all of his magic power for me?"
Xie Lian’s heart sank, while Quan Yizhen’s mouth dropped open, “…Senior Brother?”
Jun Wu said: "Why not give it to you now? You can try it yourself and see if I can do it."
Yin Yu seemed uneasy and asked again, "Then... can he still take it back? After all, it's his own magic power. If he wants to take it back..."
Jun Wu said, "It's impossible to take it back unless you are willing to return it to him, or you die."
Yin Yu hesitated and said, "If you transfer your magical power to me, will Quan Yizhen... die? Or what will happen..."
Regardless, he probably didn't want Quan Yizhen to die at his hands. Jun Wu said, "It won't be a big deal. It'll just be painful, but who hasn't suffered? How you decide to deal with him, whether to let him live or die, is entirely up to you."
Yin Yu continued, "What about the other priests? If some of the priests in the Heavenly Court saw what happened in the Shenwu Hall, what if the news gets out..."
Jun Wu smiled and said, "So what if they knew? They are just ants that can be crushed to death with one hand. Kill them all and replace them with a new group of priests. Then you can change your appearance, name and background, and then who will know anything?"
He said this nonchalantly, as if saying that if the tea got cold, just pour it out and get a new cup. He said it nonchalantly and with ease.
Finally, Yin Yu asked, "In the new Upper Heaven, what will my identity be?"
Jun Wu said: "Lingwen is my left hand, and you are my right hand. Above you, there is no one else except me."
Yinyu gritted his teeth and finally said, "...Okay!"
He said in a deep voice, "Please remember your promise to me today. Now..."
He didn't say anything else, but turned his gaze to Quan Yizhen. Jun Wu said, "As you wish."
As soon as he finished speaking, Quan Yizhen's face suddenly distorted, he screamed, blood gushed from all seven orifices, he held his head and rolled over, seemingly in great pain, while a sudden spiritual light emanated from Yinyu's body.
His entire face was illuminated. He raised one hand and struck upwards, and the Qiying Palace collapsed with a loud bang!
A large hole had been opened in the golden palace. Standing amidst the ruins, Yinyu looked down at his hands and slowly clenched his fists. Junwu's expression was as if he were watching a child trying out his newly bought doll. "How do you feel?"
After a while, Yin Yu said, "...I have never possessed such powerful strength."
He looked at Quan Yizhen, who was screaming wildly on the ground, with a complicated expression, and said, "My master once said something. He said that Quan Yizhen was born to ascend, and that this ability was given by heaven. Is this the divine power given by heaven?"
Jun Wu said: "From now on, it is yours."
Yinyu nodded slowly.
The next moment, he raised his palm and chopped it down!
This palm strike, using all of Quan Yizhen's magical power, was terrifyingly powerful, and a ball of white light burst out from the mirror. Immediately, Yinyu quickly drew a large circle of light in the air with his right hand, then snatched it from the air and threw it, trapping Junwu. Seeing the circle of light at his feet, Junwu frowned slightly, as if slightly afraid, cautiously avoiding touching it. Then, seeing Yinyu pull Quan Yizhen from the ground, he calmly said, "Yinyu, don't you have anything to explain to me for changing your mind at the last minute?"
“…”
Yin Yu carried Quan Yizhen on his back, his back to him, without answering. Jun Wu said, "Of course, this is a moving and noble act. But is this truly your true intention? You've forced yourself for hundreds of years, and you still want to continue doing so?"
“…”
"Do you really think you don't hate the person you're saving right now? Even if you don't hate him, don't you dislike him?"
“…”
Yinyu finally couldn't bear it anymore.
He clenched his fists, making crackling sounds, turned around abruptly, and said, "I do hate it! I hate it!!! But, so what?!"
Quan Yizhen was extremely excited, and blood spurted out of his nose and mouth as he spoke. He said, "Senior Brother..."
Yinyu shouted, "Shut up!!!"
He turned to Jun Wu again and said, "You...you...you! Why do you have to remind me of this?! You say it as if you all know me very well! Yes, I hate him! But, so what?! He has caused me so much trouble, can't I just hate him?!"
“…”
Xie Lian's heart sank to the bottom, then soared high again. He was at a loss for words and almost fell over. What kind of perverse logic was this?!
Then, Yinyu continued, "...but...but I also...I just want to hate him, that's all. It doesn't mean I have to harm him. What do you mean by 'things that belong to me'? Apart from talent, nothing is inherently meant to belong to anyone. I don't want other people's things!!"
Xie Lian’s eyes lit up and he exclaimed, “Well said!”
Yin Yu continued, "I want to return to Heaven, I want to be ranked among the top ten! But! If it's not something I've cultivated myself, then it's meaningless! I'm unlucky, I accept it! If I'm not as good as him, then at least I can admit that I'm indeed not as good as him!
"It's not that hard to admit that I'm not as good as him!"
arrogant!
At this moment, Xie Lian finally saw the brilliance and pride of Yin Yu in his youth!
With a "wow" sound, Quan Yizhen burst into tears on his back, blood mixed with tears and snot gushing out. Yinyu's face was also covered in blood, and he collapsed and cried, "Stop spraying!!!"
Quan Yizhen whimpered and wailed, "Brother, I'm sorry!"
Yinyu said in frustration, "You don't have to apologize to me! You still won't understand no matter how much you apologize. I've had enough of you..."
Jun Wu sighed and rubbed his temples. Yin Yu continued, "Besides...besides, I'm not completely useless. You said, in terms of overall talent, he may not be able to match me. I have my own..."
Click.
Jun Wu turned around, waved his hand, and said, "Excellent. I think you and Xianle must get along very well."
…
What's wrong?
What's wrong? !
Xie Lian was tied to a chair, his heart pounding like it was about to burst out of his chest. What happened to Yin Yu?!
He simply fell silent, his expression becoming strange. Jun Wu, hands behind his back, calmly stepped out of the seemingly powerful aura, encountering no resistance at all. He said, "I kind of guessed you'd answer that way. That's why I didn't remove the curse shackles first."
Cursed shackle? !
There was indeed a cursed shackle on Yinyu’s hand! Xie Lian quickly looked over and saw Yinyu also raised his wrist.
I saw that the curse shackles that were originally like a circle of belts had tightened a lot, so tight that it seemed to be strangling Yinyu's hand, and Yinyu's entire arm had turned as pale as paper, and the paleness was still spreading upwards.
This cursed shackle was actually sucking his blood!
Xie Lian suddenly lunged forward, falling to the ground with the chair and the person. Now, he couldn't even see the mirror. He struggled frantically on the ground, but it was completely useless. All he could hear was the sound of beatings coming from the mirror.
After a long while, a pair of white boots appeared in front of him. It was Jun Wu who returned.
In his hand, he held a "curse shackle" that had soaked up blood and turned deep red. It must have been taken from Yin Yu. He squatted down, touched the top of Xie Lian's head, and said, "Go and say goodbye to your little friend."
Ruo Xie's knot finally loosened. Xie Lian climbed up and punched him in the face, but of course he missed and nearly fell again. However, he hadn't expected to hit Jun Wu in the first place; he was just venting his anger and ran wildly into the next hall.
Yin Yu lay emaciated on the ground, pale and thin, like a paper figure. His cheeks had shriveled, and his aura had vanished, returning to the body of Quan Yizhen, whose face was now bruised and swollen beyond recognition. It seemed the magical powers had returned to their original owner.
Xie Lian rushed over: "Your Highness Yinyu!!!"
Yinyu stared at him with a pair of eyes that were much more abrupt than usual. Seeing him, he said in a hoarse voice, "Your Highness the Crown Prince..."
Quan Yizhen lay on the ground and burst into tears, looking up to the sky and crying: "I'm sorry, brother, I only know how to fight, but I can't beat him!"
The blood from his mouth and nose sprayed onto Yinyu's face and eyes again. Just looking at it was extremely uncomfortable. Yinyu's forehead suddenly bulged with blue veins, and he shouted with a last-ditch effort, "I told you to stop spraying! Oh! Forget it... You'll piss me off to death..."
He slumped down again. Xie Lian didn't know whether he wanted to sigh, shed tears, or even burst into laughter.
Suddenly, Yinyu's dry eyes were filled with tears.
He whispered, "I know."
He said, "Yizhen is a remarkable man, and I am a mediocre man. The highest I can go is just that. I know that."
A wave of powerless pain spread throughout Xie Lian’s heart.
Yinyu said, "Even though I knew that, I still couldn't accept it. In fact, Jianyu and I were thinking the same thing. I was even more unwilling to accept it than he was. It's not that I didn't have any resentment; it's impossible not to have any resentment. Later, I didn't dare to think about why I told Yizhen to die when I knew he was wearing the Jinyixian. Was I so angry that I lost my mind, or did I really want him to die?"
Xie Lian hugged him and said, "It's okay, it's okay. These are trivial matters, really. Your Highness Yinyu, if you live in this world for a few hundred more years, you'll know that these are truly nothing. Whether you're mad enough to lose your mind or you just want people dead, whatever. Who hasn't thought about it? I even considered slaughtering everyone who had wronged me. It's true. To be honest, I almost did it. Look, I've lived to this day with such a thick face. In the end, you didn't do anything, and that's what matters most."
Yinyu said, "But... in the end, I... still felt... unwilling to give up."
He choked up and said, "Since I'm destined not to be a brilliant person, then at least I... want to be a kind and flawless person. But... I still can't do it. It's really... too hard to accept. To be honest, even at this moment, when I think that I died because of that fool Yizhen, I still can't swallow this breath. I can't even die without regrets and with a heart full of relief, what is this?"
Xie Lian said softly, "Your Highness, you've tried very hard. And you've done very well. Much better than most people."
Yinyu finally managed a forced smile and said, "Better than most people?"
After laughing, he sighed, and the last regretful sound disappeared with his soul. He murmured: "But, what I want to be is God..."
Xie Lian lowered his head deeply and said, “But, Your Highness Yinyu, there are actually no gods in this world…”
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