Chapter 17 The Sword Heart Shattered in the Heavenly Evolution Secret Realm
The young man in red raised an eyebrow, his arrogant and spirited demeanor exactly the same as before.
"What, you finally dare to face me?"
Fu Yunsheng sat down casually on the surface of the vast sea, his expression relaxed. "Actually, I really don't want to see you."
The young man scoffed, "Without me, you haven't had an easy time these past few years, have you?"
"It's alright, there's not much difference."
"The once spirited young swordsman is now not only riddled with broken meridians and plagued by demonic energy, but also—"
With a shattered sword heart and no hope for the sword path, one is truly useless.
"You don't need to provoke me. I've already accepted this outcome."
The boy in red flared with anger. "You accepted it? You were so useless, making Liao Liao see you as her nemesis, unable to stay by her side, and you say you accepted it!"
Fu Yusheng raised his eyes, his smile fading. "Liao Liao yearns for freedom. I will not be a constraint for her. I only want to help her and get everything she wants."
As if he had heard something funny, the red-clad youth suddenly laughed out loud, "Don't you want her to stay by your side for the rest of your life? Like those seven years in Yaotai Realm, when you were together, only each other. I am you, you can't fool me."
“I think so, but she doesn’t like it. I won’t hold her back; she deserves everything she wants.”
Even if she wants you dead?
Fu Yusheng chuckled softly, his eyes gentle, and said.
"How could Liao Liao possibly want me dead?"
The red-clad youth fell silent. Behind him, the jet-black Spring Return Sword was also trapped among thousands of chains, sleeping peacefully.
"Do you really have no regrets about your shattered sword heart?"
Who would have thought that the once unparalleled swordsman, Rangchen Sword Master, had actually been trapped in his sword heart, and even the Rangchen Sword, which had waited for him for five hundred years, had abandoned him.
Since accidentally entering the Linglang Secret Realm ten years ago and learning about the matter of sacrificing the Dust Sword, his sword heart has long since been extinguished. Otherwise, how could he have been so humiliated in the battle of the South China Sea back then?
Fu Yusheng's eyes flickered slightly as he sensed the sword energy that was roaming through his sea of consciousness, dispelling demonic energy, and a smile appeared in his eyes.
"That's not important anymore."
He thought, Liao Liao was born with a sword bone and could enter the Dao with the sword, but because she was placed under the restriction of letting dust settle, she would never be able to gain the wholehearted recognition of other spiritual swords. But all of this was not something she should have to bear.
If he had known that the Dust Sword required offerings to be used, he would never have formed a pact with it back then.
If he had known earlier, Liao Liao might not have been in so much pain.
As he was thinking, he suddenly realized that the sword energy belonging to Fu Yunyao in his sea of consciousness was even stronger, and the biting coldness came over him, driving away the demonic energy that was lurking on his spiritual veins.
Despite the extremely cold sword intent, it gave his spiritual veins a rare chance to breathe.
When I opened my eyes again, the cave was covered in frost, and even the moisture in the air had condensed into ice particles, making the Dust Sword glow and illuminating the cave instead of the extinguished campfire.
Fu Yusheng's gaze fell on the person beside him, and the demonic energy quietly retreated to a corner of the spiritual vein.
Fu Yunyao looked back at him and calmly sheathed her sword.
The cave darkened again, and a ray of light fell into the cave entrance, slowly melting the frost formed by the sword energy of Rang Chen.
Fu Yusheng coughed lightly, "Thank you."
She didn't look at him or ask any questions; she simply walked slowly out of the cave.
He was left alone in the cave. He lowered his eyes and stared at the thin layer of ice on the back of his hand, lost in thought for a long time.
Aren't you leaving?
He looked up and saw that the person at the cave entrance had put on a straw hat and veil again. The soft light fell on her and gilded her white dress.
...
Fu Yunyao looked around and found that this secret realm looked no different from the Tianyan Mountain Range outside the secret realm.
“The spiritual energy here is much thinner than outside,” Fu Yusheng reminded her.
As a mortal, Fu Yunyao's perception of spiritual energy was not as good as that of a cultivator.
"Since the seal on the Demon Realm was broken, the spiritual energy in the cultivation world has become increasingly abundant. If this secret realm is truly an illusion from many years ago, wouldn't it be normal for the spiritual energy to be somewhat thin?"
"It should be normal, but the spiritual energy here is much thinner than before the Demon Realm seal was broken."
In the cultivation world where spiritual energy is scarce, spiritual veins are the lifeblood of major sects. The Tianyan Sect is no exception. The reason it ranks among the five major sects is because it possesses the Tianyan spiritual vein.
Fu Yunyao hesitated, "Could it be that we guessed wrong, and this is just an ordinary secret realm?"
She also felt it shouldn't be like this. In a place like a spiritual vein, which is crucial to the development of a sect, besides the ruins left by fallen powerful figures that might form a secret realm, what other secret realm could appear in the world for no reason?
As she was thinking, a thick fog suddenly rose from the forest, accompanied by a woman's low, hoarse sobs.
"Xiaodao, I'm so sorry, but I really have no other choice. If he sees you, neither of us will survive."
Without hesitation, Fu Yunyao was about to follow the sound of crying when she felt her sleeve sink.
Fu Yunyao: ?
She looked at the hand gripping her sleeve; the fingertips were long and slender but pale, with faint blue veins visible beneath the skin, giving off an air of illness.
Considering the condition of the hand's owner, she felt it was normal for him to have some illness.
Through her eyes, in the thick fog, the red tassel hanging on the side of his mask stood out conspicuously.
"Sorry, the fog is too thick, I'm afraid we'll get separated." His voice was clear and languid, causing Fu Yunyao to fall silent for a moment.
"Aren't you still tied with the Thousand-Thread Rope?"
The person beside him was silent for a moment, then spoke helplessly after a struggle, "I can't see very well."
"..."
Fu Yunyao ultimately couldn't shake off his hand. She thought that those two little guys from the Boundless Sect seemed to like this senior brother quite a bit, and she couldn't let something happen to them while they were with her.
Sensing her softening attitude, Fu Yusheng's lips curled up behind his mask, his eyes seemingly veiled by a layer of gray mist, appearing somewhat lifeless and empty.
He didn't expect that the appearance of this mist would cause the demonic energy, which had finally calmed down, to surge again. It was then suppressed by the sword energy of the Dust Sword. In the struggle between the two sides, the demonic energy was suppressed, but he also suffered a backlash from the sword energy and was temporarily blinded.
Fu Yunyao let him hold her sleeve and followed the sound to the woman in the woods.
She knelt on the ground, covering her face and weeping.
"Shu'er, don't blame your mother for being heartless. Next time, be reborn into a good family and have a better fate. Don't come looking for me again."
As the woman spoke, her voice turned mournful, "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been abandoned by your father. You are a cursed star, bringing disaster right after your birth. The crops in the village were all drowned, and I suffered so much scorn from the villagers because of this. I only wanted to send you away, but why did you come back to me?"
"I finally found someone who was willing to accept me, but because of you, he ran away!"
"Shu'er, for the sake of your mother's later years, you should go. Your mother will remember you, will remember you."
Fu Yunyao then saw that in the pit in front of the woman, there was a four-year-old girl who was bound with ropes!
The woman cried as she filled the pit with soil from the surrounding area.
Fu Yunyao reached out to stop her, but her hand passed right through the woman's body.
She paused, watching as the sand in the pit increased, burying the girl's shoulders, then covering her face, blocking her mouth and nose, until finally, the pit was filled in.
With trembling hands, the woman hadn't even had time to clean the sand and bloodstains from her fingertips before she staggered to her feet and quickly left.
Unable to see any of this, Fu Yusheng asked, somewhat confused, "What's wrong?"
Fu Yunyao's eyelashes trembled slightly.
"There was a little girl who was buried."
"What?"
"I can't save her," Fu Yunyao stated calmly, which sounded somewhat eerie in this situation.
Fu Yusheng tightened his grip on her sleeve slightly. "This is just an illusion."
"I know." She tilted her head to look at him, a little puzzled. "Are you nervous?"
Fu Yusheng chuckled, "No."
As they were talking, they suddenly heard the woman's urgent cry again.
"Shu'er!"
The person who had already left staggered back, her fingertips still covered in blood and sand. She fell in front of the pit where the little girl was buried, her fingers frantically digging at the sand.
The man behind her stopped her. "Come back with me."
The woman struggled desperately, crying out, "No! My island!"
"Are you going to take her back? You know perfectly well that if you take her with you, your life is doomed!"
Fu Yunyao watched as the woman slowly gave up struggling, her beautiful face covered in tears.
The man loosened his grip on the woman's hand a little, until he thought she had really given up.
No one expected that the woman would suddenly erupt, shaking off the man's hand and crashing headfirst into the tree trunk beside Fu Yunyao. Warm blood fell onto her veil, leaving a scarlet stain.
The woman collapsed to the ground, and the man standing to the side was stunned and fell to the ground. When the pain came, he finally came to his senses and, without even having time to stand up, half-rolled and half-crawled away.
"Yun Yao? What's wrong?"
Fu Yusheng couldn't see it, but he instinctively felt that something was wrong.
Fu Yunyao lowered her eyes, looking at the bloodstains on the curtain, her voice extremely soft.
"The curtains are dirty."
...
The moonlight was gentle, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the stream lapped against the surrounding pebbles, making a crisp and lively sound.
Fu Yusheng leaned against the tree trunk, his unfocused and lifeless eyes staring at the stream.
Someone scooped up a handful of water and carefully washed the apron in their hands; the bloodstains slowly disappeared in their hands.
She stopped washing, and Fu Yusheng was the first to notice, "Are you done washing?"
"Um."
He approached and reached out his hand to her, but Fu Yunyao was puzzled.
Fu Yusheng held out his hand for a few seconds, his long eyelashes fluttering slightly as if he had been thinking for a while, before his fingertips landed precisely on the bamboo hat and veil in her hand.
A wisp of spiritual energy emanated from his fingertips, drying the damp apron.
"Is this veil important to you?"
Fu Yunyao put the dry, warm bamboo hat back on her head, shook her head gently, and then, remembering that the person opposite her couldn't see her, spoke.
"It's not important."
"Yeah?"
The gauze curtains are soft and translucent, made of thousand-year-old ice silkworm silk, and were also... a gift from Fu Yusheng back then.
“Yes, it’s not important,” Fu Yunyao replied, then turned to talk about the strange illusions in the secret realm.
“You said that she buried the girl herself, and she had already gotten what she wanted, so why did she turn back and even commit suicide by hitting her head against a tree?”
Have you ever heard of the saying, "Though one may die, one can be reborn"?
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