If I have to die, why not me?
In a world where it's better to die for your fellow Daoist than for yourself, this seems like a very difficult thing to understand.
But in this world, or rather, once the master steps into it, everything changes.
Those idiots, seemingly rushing to die for him, what a bunch of fools!
Even if Chu Youwei was an absolute idiot, she understood the so-called dead end and the so-called Iron Pot Plan at this moment.
It simply means that either Su Cheng or Xiao Ai has to die.
It was Su Cheng who gave the world freedom, or perhaps it was Xiao Ai who chose the freedom that belonged to her.
However, even Chu Youwei knew that Xiao Ai liked this kind of restraint, just like Yu Lan liked being tied up with the Immortal Binding Rope.
Master cannot live without Lady Gu'ai, just as Second Madam cannot live without First Madam; they are an indispensable part of each other.
Chu Youwei couldn't imagine what would happen if her master really lost Xiao Ai.
Perhaps, she will be like her in her previous life, or maybe she will become like Miaomiao in her previous life, all for the sake of making everyone suffer!
Haha, I never imagined that wanting to die for my master would require so much effort...
I hope that even though Master has lost Youwei, he won't be too heartbroken, just like in the story behind the curtain.
At this moment, Chu Youwei suddenly understood why her master refused to accept her as a personal disciple. It turned out that he did not want her to be bound by that empty title and was afraid that she would repeat the mistakes of her previous life.
Because what she was thinking at that moment coincided with what her master had thought back then: if only her master truly didn't love her...
"Lady Mengdie, perhaps there will be a different ending."
"So you're still breastfeeding? You've been thinking about this for so long, and all you can come up with is this loud fart?"
"Youwei will do it."
"Hehe, Chu Youwei, when that moment comes, you will understand that you are still a child who has not been weaned, just like the thing you just realized."
"If it is in accordance with Lady Mengdie's wishes, what should Youwei do?"
Mengdie stared intently at Chu Youwei without answering. Yes, that's right. Today, Mengdie was using a wine glass. She rarely drank from a glass; drinking like this felt very stifling.
"Among sluts, you're definitely one of the most despicable." Of course, talking to a slut like Chu Youwei is even more frustrating than drinking from a small cup!
Chu Youwei smiled and replied, "You flatter me, Lady Mengdie. It is what I should do."
Mengdie remained silent for a long time, seemingly pondering why she should help a baby who hadn't even been weaned yet.
A dark-colored officer's jacket was casually draped over the back of a chair. Mengdie unbuttoned a few buttons at the collar, revealing her alluring cleavage.
It seems like it's hot, or it seems like it's irritating.
However, even though Mengdie would never admit it, she knew it was jealousy—jealousy of a baby who hadn't been weaned yet, which was shameful.
With a flick of the wrist, authority manifests itself. Just as it was said before, authority can manifest in any form, which is why the divine weapons of each God-Slaying King are different.
The inky liquid-like substance was boiling in Mengdie's palm, as if it had a life of its own, floating, tumbling, and pulsating in mid-air...
“I remember, the corrupt authority resides within the inner city, but how can you prove you are worthy of this divine authority?”
"Xiao Ai gave the power of protection to that vixen. That rotten power is just sitting there anyway. But how are you going to prove to me that you deserve this power?"
"This is no small gift; it's power, and not just anyone can touch it."
Chu Youwei remained silent. She had no means to prove her innocence, and Mengdie was arguably the most intelligent being she had encountered in both her lives.
Xiao Ai's relinquishment of the power of protection already signifies everything; after Xiao Ai's death, someone must take over the power of protection.
The authority to execute has made its intentions very clear: this is the end for the executor. This applies to Lord Xunye, and it will also apply to Lord Guai.
But Mengdie is different. She herself is the last insurance for this royal power. Even if Su Cheng, Su Lin, and Xiao Ai are all dead, she still has the ability to seize the royal power. No one can shake her position. As long as she lives, nothing can be turned upside down within Qinglong Pass.
This was also Chu Youwei's first lesson: words may be false, but once a move is made, there's no going back; they can't be faked. These actions all represent their decisions.
Su Cheng saw it clearly, and Meng Die understood it perfectly. Even though they each had their own plans, they never had any negotiations.
The black liquid soon transformed into a sharp sword, which Mengdie pierced through the floor with a single stroke and pinned to the center of the room.
"This is the power to rule. Let me see if you truly have the potential to become the King of Godslayers."
The ink-black longsword gleamed with a dark light, and it seemed as if the blade was still crackling with electricity, as if it were not yet fully constructed. After all, Mengdie rarely used swords, and this was merely a longsword that appeared with a thought, nothing more than a beautiful exterior.
Even without getting close, Chu Youwei could feel the oppressive aura emanating from it, a feeling akin to facing death. Under this pressure, she needed all her strength just to stand up...
He subconsciously reached out to grasp the sword hilt, as if he were Ye Qinghan back then, believing that drawing this sword would grant him a destiny to immortality.
However, the excruciating pain, which felt as if it would tear the flesh apart and evaporate the blood, had already swept over the entire body before it even touched the hilt of the sword!
But what is this compared to the pain of being pierced by a thousand arrows?
He could sense the disorder of spiritual energy and hear Mengdie's cold laughter, which seemed to be the mockery of the King of Godslayers, just like she had done before, explaining to the ants that the so-called destiny of immortality could not be forced.
She knew that even if this King of Gods was very satisfied with her, even if she was her master's disciple, in Mengdie's eyes she was nothing more than the Venerable One's mistress, just like a vase or a fine horse that her master liked. To put it bluntly, she was no different from a toy.
If you can understand this, you should realize that even if she dies, it won't be a big deal in Mengdie's eyes, and it won't have any impact on this world or the final outcome.
The reason they gave her this opportunity was simply to give their master another path.
Heh, so the King of Godslayers isn't all that great after all, and Lady Mengdie is just a jealous girl~
She had given it her all, but the moment she grasped the sword hilt, Chu Youwei realized that she had underestimated the power she held.
Compared to Lord Gu Ai, Meng Die certainly doesn't know how to cherish women, after all, she's the only woman in Chaoxia Palace on ordinary days.
In just a moment, Chu Youwei was dumbfounded. In the blink of an eye, the heart-wrenching pain disappeared, and she felt as if she had traveled to another space!
This place is like an inky lake, devoid of sun and moon, star and horizon, where the water meets the sky, and is nothingness.
Lady Mengdie is gone, Chaoxia Palace is gone. Is this what they mean by "traveling across mountains and rivers in an instant"?
But where is this place?
Just as Chu Youwei was wondering what was going on, Mengdie arrived, but in a way she had never expected...
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