Chapter 25 So it really was you, Dust Sword...
Fu Yunyao once again arrived at the top floor of the Yaotai Realm Library. On the altar, the spirit tablets gleamed with golden light.
She reached out, her fingertips landing on one of the spirit swords, carefully tracing the inscriptions on it.
"The eighth master of the Rangchen Sword, Fuyusheng."
The ancient books on the altar were turned, sprinkling specks of gold dust that then dissipated as they fell.
It was written in gold on white paper.
"Fu Yusheng is born with a sword-like spirit and outstanding talent, perhaps comparable to the first Sword Master Rang Chen."
He acquired the Rangchen Sword at the age of seven and rose to fame at seventeen, becoming the youngest sword master. His youthful spirit earned him the respect and admiration of many, and he favored red robes, displaying a flamboyant and unrestrained nature.
In the thirty-first year of Yonghe, the seal on the Demon Realm was broken, and the Demon Lord fled the Demon Realm, appearing in the South Sea. To protect the people of the South Sea, Fu Yusheng sacrificed himself.
"Fu Yunyao, the eighth mortal sacrifice, was placed under the restriction of the Dust Restriction at the age of five and was trapped in the forbidden area for ten years. She finally comprehended the sword intent and broke the array barrier with a begonia branch. She is the first sacrifice in more than three thousand years to leave the forbidden area of Yaotai Realm."
After Fu Yusheng's death, he gained Chen Jian's recognition. With a mortal body, he wielded the Demon God's sword bone, resisting all demons; his blessings were profound, and his merits enduring.
The ancient book floated silently in mid-air, from which a golden light flew out and lingered on Fu Yunyao's wrist.
Fu Yunyao lowered her brows and asked softly.
"Does 'the sword master's death' refer to Fu Yusheng's death, or to his death because he could no longer use the Rangchen Sword?"
The golden light from the pendant on her wrist leaped into the ancient book, revealing a new line of text.
“Those who are incapable of wielding the Dust-Slaying Sword shall not be worthy of being called its master.”
"But even if his meridians are all severed, he still possesses sword bones within him. How could he not be able to use the Dust-Relieving Sword?"
The pages of the ancient book turned, stopping at one.
Fu Yunyao looked up.
Only one line of text remains in the ancient book.
"With a shattered sword heart, there is no hope for the sword path, and thus no ability to embrace the dust."
"Sword Heart, Shattered..."
Fu Yunyao repeated softly, her expression slightly startled.
"Isn't he born with a sword-like spirit?"
What in this world could possibly affect his sword heart?
She remembered his spirited and arrogant demeanor when he held his sword. At one time, she almost thought that all sword cultivators were as unrestrained as him.
How could someone like that possibly have a broken sword heart?
How could that be...
The ancient book failed to answer her question this time; it closed and slowly fell back onto the altar.
On the altar, the memorial tablet belonging to Fu Yusheng was still glowing.
gentle.
tolerate.
Fu Yunyao thought of that person from the Boundless Sect and once again connected him with Fu Yusheng.
No one in this world understands Fu Yusheng better than her.
The moment she saw him in the Jade Terrace Realm that day, she knew it was him.
Even if Chen Jian didn't react to him, even if she told herself again and again that it couldn't be him.
But she still knew in her heart that he was Fu Yusheng.
She couldn't fool herself; she knew him too well.
"But if it really is you, why won't you admit it?"
"If you're unwilling to admit it, then why go to all this trouble to stay with me?"
"Do you pity me?"
No one could answer her question.
She slightly lowered her brows, her eyelashes casting shadows beneath her eyes.
Fu Yusheng is still alive, which poses a great threat to her. If his sword heart recovers one day, who can guarantee that Chen Jian will not abandon her?
She needed to let the Dust Sword, this spiritual sword nourished by her own flesh and blood, naturally fall into her hands as well.
She finally gained her freedom and wholeness; how could she lose it again?
Fuyu was born...
Unfortunately, those who broke the seal on the Demon Realm are still hiding in the shadows, and their reasons for breaking the seal remain unknown. As the five sect leaders are the pillars of the cultivation world and the mortal realm, her investigation into them must not be revealed to others.
As the only one who knows the truth, should Fu Yusheng kill him or temporarily form an alliance with him?
Fu Yunyao calmly made her calculations.
A soft laugh echoed from the quiet library.
She wondered, what did the difference between the mortal realm and the cultivation world have to do with her?
She only wants her.
She, only her.
...
"Young Master, Cheng Minxi of the Tianyan Sect is still waiting outside the barrier. Would you like to meet him?"
The jade slip at Fu Yunyao's waist flashed, and the voice of the Third Elder came out.
She casually picked up the jade slip in her hand, and the copper bell on her wrist swayed gently with her movements.
"Mm," she replied, roughly knowing why Cheng Minxi had come to see her.
It seems that Shi Yubai has already told them what happened back then.
Fu Yunyao ultimately decided to meet with Cheng Minxi.
Ten years have passed; it's time for their story to come to an end.
It was not surprising that Cheng Minxi was invited into the Yaotai Realm by the disciples.
He stood in the Elders' Hall, looking at the young girl in the main seat, feeling a mix of emotions.
"Over the years, we have all changed a lot, but you seem to have never changed."
Fu Yunyao didn't look at him; her eyes were lowered, and her expression was calm.
"Yeah?"
"Yu Bai has already told us about what happened back then."
In the past, he was closest to you and Wanyin. Although he didn't say it, I know he never truly believed you would kill Wanyin without reason. He simply didn't know how to face you.
Fu Yunyao raised her eyes, and her features were exactly the same as when he first met her ten years ago.
"Then you should know by now that I did kill Wan Yin with my own hands. The reason is simple: she wanted to kill me, so I killed her."
Cheng Minxi remained silent. "Yun Yao, you're not that kind of person. We clearly..."
“You’ve probably misunderstood. That’s just who I am.” Fu Yunyao interrupted him, her voice so gentle, yet it sent a chill down Cheng Minxi’s spine.
She said.
"The past is not important to me, and I don't care how you see me."
Cheng Minxi asked her, "Didn't the past of mutual trust and reliance between us leave you with even the slightest bit of lingering affection? Back then, you were covered in wounds, yet you still smiled and said you believed that we were there for you. Was that wholehearted trust also a lie?"
His words stirred up some memories for Fu Yunyao.
"With so many Soul-Devouring Demons, why didn't you run away? Do you know how dangerous it is for you to be all alone!" Jiang Wanyin helped stop the bleeding from her wound, her eyes slightly red, her voice filled with reproach, yet also with heartache.
She raised her eyebrows and her voice became extremely soft due to her injury.
"Yes, I know, but I know even more that there are you all."
"..."
“Yun Yao,” Cheng Minxi sighed softly, speaking again, “you once considered us your closest friends.”
Fu Yunyao looked at him and saw the pain and struggle in his eyes, which she could not understand.
“Cheng Minxi, I have never been sincere with you.”
She was not surprised to see the blank look in his eyes.
"Shi Yubai is right. I am naturally emotionally detached, but I have an exceptionally strong learning ability."
Ten years ago, during the cultivation competition, I left the Yaotai Realm for the first time. Jiang Wanyin and you were the first people I encountered outside the Yaotai Realm who showed me kindness.
She's one of the very few people in this world I can trust. But that's all.
I can stand shoulder to shoulder with you when facing monsters and perilous situations, but ultimately we are not meant to be together.
Cheng Minxi's voice was low and hoarse, "But you said you would trust us."
“Yes. That’s why I said I have an extremely strong learning ability.” She replied, her eyebrows curving upwards.
"In the stories of the mortal world, the fellow cultivators, aren't they saying just the same things to their companions?"
Fu Yunyao was trapped in Yaotai Realm for many years, and she spent the most ignorant ten years of her life alone.
Until she met Fu Yusheng, who taught her and told her about everything in the outside world. He fought against several elders and gave her the opportunity to leave Yaotai Realm.
Almost all of her knowledge of the outside world and her skills in getting along with people came from him.
He loved to look at her with his smiling eyes and talk to her.
"I'm here."
She liked him that way, and she tried to emulate him.
However, many times she really couldn't understand; she only knew what she should say in that situation.
No matter how gentle and kind they appear on the surface, their hearts remain indifferent.
Cheng Minxi stopped talking; she didn't care.
"What you like is Fu Yunyao, who can accompany you, play with you, and face dangers together, not me, who is emotionally detached and lacks empathy. Of course, there is no need for us to reconcile, and we have never been sincere with each other."
Fu Yunyao felt that she had explained everything very clearly. She thought that if Cheng Minxi still had any backbone, he should leave behind a harsh threat that they would never see each other again before turning around and leaving.
But to her surprise, the person in front of her only sighed, his voice filled with helplessness but without any resentment.
He said.
"The one we like is you, of course. It doesn't matter which you it is, as long as it's you, that's enough."
Actually, you didn't even realize that the person who cared most about Wanyin's death was you.
If you didn't care, you wouldn't be so insistent on distancing yourself from us.
Yun Yao, no matter what happens, we'll always be there for you.
Fu Yunyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly spreading its wings to escape.
Unable to respond to Cheng Minxi's words, she could only change the subject.
"Did you come to see me just because of this?"
Cheng Minxi looked at her for a long time, then sighed inwardly and followed up on her topic, "Are you investigating several sect leaders?"
"If I say yes, what will you do? You say you consider me your best friend, but the Sect Master of the Heavenly Evolution Sect is your master. What will you choose?"
"Of course I choose you."
Fu Yunyao was stunned. She heard him say, "I believe in my master, but since you suspect them, I will investigate with you."
Her confident assertion amused her, and she asked, "Do you know why I investigated him?"
"It doesn't matter. Even if you suspect him of breaking the seal of the Demon Realm, I will investigate with you."
Cheng Minxi originally thought that for both the cultivation world and the mortal world, the most intolerable thing was destroying the seal of the Demon Realm, and his master would not make such a big mistake.
Fu Yunyao remained silent for a moment, then smiled.
"I hope you won't regret it."
Cheng Minxi laughed, "Of course not."
...
In the dimly lit dungeon, Mo Beili finally opened the tightly closed stone door.
The stone door slowly moved, and the scene inside stunned her.
Inside the dimly lit stone chamber, the air was still, with only the dense runes on the stone walls flickering with eerie blue light. The ancient, interwoven patterns of restrictions placed an invisible oppressive weight over the entire space.
The ground was engraved with a huge Bagua (Eight Trigrams) array, and the grooves at the array's core were filled with bright red liquid, which swirled around the center and outwards.
At the center of the stone chamber's formation, a figure in black robes was bound to a cold jade pillar by several dark chains. The chains were engraved with incantations, which gleamed coldly in the eerie blue firelight.
Clumps of black mist emanated from the figure and fell into the bright red liquid in the groove of the array.
He had his head down, so his face was not visible. Only his pale, chapped lips and tightly closed brows suggested that he was very young.
Noticing the movement, he looked up.
Her demonic energy surged wildly, rushing towards Mo Beili at the doorway, then dissipating half an inch away from her, bringing a gentle breeze, even a touch of warmth.
She couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"
She wanted to step forward, but was bound by the chains on her wrists.
He tilted his head to look at her, her fine hair falling across her forehead, her eyes beautiful and captivating, yet also somewhat familiar.
Despite being trapped in such a disheveled state, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he spoke in a clear and melodious voice.
The person who trapped me here, he called me—
Demon God.
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Author's note: Yes, we knew Fu Yunsheng's identity from the very first glance!
Therefore, she would test him again and again, and subconsciously give him her wholehearted trust.
Xiao Beili is back! I wonder if you guys remember her? She appeared in chapter fourteen!
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