Mirror world.

Mount Emei.

As the seat of the Emei Sect, one of the original nine major sects, this place was once a holy land of swordsmanship in the minds of countless swordsmen and swordsmen in the world.

However, ever since Sword Lady climbed the mountain and killed all the descendants of Emei, this place has been visited by waves of powerful people exploring its mysteries, and later it gradually became a gathering place for many refugees and bandits.

The original pavilions and towers had either been dismantled and moved away long ago, or had gradually cracked and collapsed under the wind and sun.

The head of the Emei Sect, Duan Jian, drew a graceful trajectory in the air. He was flying very slowly, as if he was observing the current situation of Mount Emei bit by bit, until he finally slowly stopped on a cliff in the back mountain.

Just then, a voice sounded beside him.

Present world.

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"In that case... let's say goodbye."

In the past, he had great ambitions and desires to ascend to become an immortal and stand proudly at the top of all realms.

"Lin Xing, what if I can recover my cultivation?"

What finally eroded his ambitions was the decisive battle between Lin Xing and Tianxuzi, and Lin Xing's determination and power that ultimately suppressed the entire world.

What made her feel even more painful was that she survived the final battle.

No matter how he thought about it, as time passed, he, who was extremely aware of the power of the Immortal Court, just couldn't act as if the Immortal Court was his imaginary enemy.

Finally one day, his voice appeared in the girl's mind.

As most of the evil energy dissipated, Broken Sword could feel that the hostility in the hearts of the people in the mirror world was gradually dissipating, and the chaos, malice, and violence that originally existed between people were also changing rapidly.

Either you blow up the opponent's head, or you get crushed by him.

However, Fairy Guyue had no time to hold back in her desperate counterattack.

"Whether it's strength or my love for Lin Xing... I lost to her."

At this moment, the broken sword slowly inserted into the rock, as if it had merged into one with the entire Mount Emei.

"Why...why am I the one who survived, and you the one who died?"

At that moment, Fairy Gushe felt an absolute trust in Lin Xing from the other party's thoughts.

As time passed, the village on the mountain moved to the foot of the mountain and gradually turned from a village into a town. The villagers, who were originally ragged and skinny, gradually filled their stomachs and put on new clothes.

"The real me may have died at the moment of ascension."

The small branch was swung up in her tender hands, making crisp crackling sounds.

Ever since his original body ascended and disappeared, he had been sleeping year after year, causing his ambitions and desires to become weaker and weaker.

In her mind, she was still recalling the result of her final battle with Jing Shiyu.

Duan Jian had been watching all this quietly, watching the traces of the Emei Sect gradually disappear, and watching the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain become more and more prosperous.

Until one day, he was surprised to find a little girl standing in front of the ruined Emei Palace, practicing swordsmanship facing a mural that had only a small half left.

She smashed Jing Shiyu, who had no strength left in her original form, into pieces.

“I lost.”

"My heart is dead. I no longer have... I can no longer muster the courage and determination I had when I was young to ascend to the upper realms and stand at the top of all realms."

Later, in the battle on the moon, he saw with his own eyes that his body had turned into a puppet-like monster, and under Tianxuzi's control, it fought like a wild beast.

Especially when he saw that bandits had joined the refugee villages on the mountain one after another, and that they were working together to open up wasteland and dig canals, he realized that the chaos in the mirror world for many years might soon be coming to an end.

"My old friend."

"Little girl, do you want to learn sword?"

But in the final clash with Jing Shiyu, she discovered that not only had the other party unleashed all of his incense and vows, but he didn't even have a trace of self-preservation power left.

He wanted to find out what was going on, but he knew that doing so might make him an enemy of the Immortal Court.

But it was precisely because of this that he didn't want to gradually transform from the other party's comrade-in-arms and companion to a dispensable pendant who could only ascend to the upper realm by relying on Lin Xing's charity in an increasingly unequal power relationship.

They began to teach the villagers how to farm better and trade with the villagers using some of the goods they brought from the real world.

"I lost to this woman whom I hate the most. I lost because of her absolute trust in Lin Xing..."

Soon after, some brave villagers followed these living people through the Immortal Gate...

As the strength of both sides continued to be depleted, the battle entered the final moment of decision.

"And the last bit of dignity I have left makes me not want to be a burden."

But the lack of news after his first ascension made his heart sink to the bottom.

"Have you decided not to go with us?"

And since some time ago, some people from the modern world who were dressed in a way that didn’t fit in came to the village.

Broken Sword watched his opponent's random practice with great interest.

He was the founder of the Emei Sect and one of the most brilliant and powerful men in the past thousand years.

In the end... he found that he couldn't do it.

"Now I am nothing more than a remnant soul, an empty shell that has long since lost all ambitions."

"With your original talent and my current strength, it is not difficult to restore your body or even your cultivation."

In the final blow, Fairy Gushe used all her strength and used up all her substitutes.

Broken Sword's voice was filled with helplessness: "I want to catch up, and I want to climb to the top again, but... I just can't."

"Jing Shiyu, this woman just believes that Lin Xing will win."

The fairy Gushe is floating quietly on the ocean.

"Without the will to fight and the will to dominate, I can no longer keep up with you."

As the days passed, the Broken Sword's perception gradually extended to the entire Emei Mountain Range, watching the refugees hiding on the mountains working from sunrise to sunset.

With the last blow, Jing Shiyu suddenly stopped before completely shattering her soul.

…

Broken Sword, who had spoken his mind, seemed to have completely let go of the burden in his heart at this moment, and smiled and said, "Go with peace of mind."

Feeling the firmness in Broken Sword's words, a soft sigh was heard.

"She believed that even if the sky was falling apart and the world was coming to an end, she didn't need to retain any strength after this battle."

This further shattered his fighting spirit.

But it was this clumsiness and immaturity that made an idea surge in his heart uncontrollably, a feeling similar to when he first founded the Emei Sect.

In that battle, no matter if it was the collapse of heaven and earth or the end of the world, the two people who fought to the end seemed to no longer care about anything in the outside world. At that moment, the two people only had each other in their eyes.

"For the past thousand years... the search for a successor, the search for a reincarnation body that meets the requirements... in the end, it's nothing more than a self-deception."

"I see."

"Although my old strength is not enough to ascend, I can still help you keep an eye on the lower world."

In Fairy Gushe's mind, the scene of her body being mostly shattered by the opponent reappeared.

Although Broken Sword and Lin Xing had participated in the Battle of the Moon together and had spent six years together inside the Moon, it could be said that Broken Sword and Lin Xing had already developed a deep friendship.

It was clearly just a clumsy attempt by a naughty boy. Every move was so immature that it wasn't even up to the level of the weakest swordsmanship in the martial arts world.

This feeling made Fairy Gushe feel extremely humiliated and painful.

"Jing Shiyu, you could have killed me completely before I could successfully counterattack."

"Why did you stop? Why did you spare my life?"

Until this moment, Fairy Gushe could not be sure why Jing Shiyu stopped after the final blow, and why she wanted to let her live.

She only felt an absolute insult from it, and felt that she would never be able to face Lin Xing in this life, let alone face herself if she survived.

(End of this chapter)