Chapter 137 Memories
Qiu Qianling closed the gate, walked behind Liu Xiaoman, and asked softly, "What's the matter?"
Liu Xiaoman was completely oblivious. He took out the jade box from his storage bag, tossed it up and down, and said proudly, "Your spiritual root will belong to me."
There was no sound behind him. Liu Xiaoman frowned and said viciously, "Why, you don't want to? Then I'll make your murder a public record!"
As he spoke, he turned his head and heard a whoosh. A sharp blade of energy came towards him, frightening him so much that he immediately leaped back. At the same time, he gathered his spiritual power into a defensive shield and raised his hand to collide with the incoming blood blade.
Qiu Qianling, a waste who had just established his foundation, was no match for him at all.
That idiot Xie Xiaohai was defeated by her because he was seriously injured. He won't do that!
Just as he was thinking this, there was a slight snapping sound, and the magic shield in his hand broke in half like brittle paper.
Liu Xiaoman was shocked and quickly took out his magic sword to fight with her.
He originally thought that with his cultivation level, he would be more than capable of dealing with Qiu Qianling, but he had not expected the opponent's swordsmanship to be so fierce and experienced, attacking his vital points with every move, as if it had been tempered in a sea of blood and corpses.
After a while, his defense line was breached. With a clang, the blade collided with the sword blade, and the fierce gust of wind stirred up cut through his clothes in front of him. His tiger's mouth was also numb from the shock, and the magic sword flew out of his hand.
Liu Xiaoman staggered back a few steps, but before he could stand firm, the blade had arrived and pierced straight into his chest with a swish sound. Blood splattered everywhere, and the spiritual power in his body poured out madly. In the blink of an eye, most of it was absorbed by the blood blade.
He was horrified. How could this happen?
In a flash, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Perhaps, the reason why Xie Xiaohai died was not because he was stupid, but because Qiu Qianling had such a magic sword that absorbed people's spiritual power.
He trembled as he grabbed the bloody blade in front of him, trying to pull it out, but he couldn't muster any strength.
His Dantian was sucked almost dry, his meridians were broken inch by inch, and his body felt like it was on fire. The pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe. The pain of having his spiritual roots dug out by someone else was probably no more than this.
Liu Xiaoman looked up at Qiu Qianling, his eyes, which had just been smug, now filled with fear and pleading, "Junior Sister...Junior Sister...I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again. I'll return this Heavenly Spiritual Root to you, please forgive me!"
"Senior Brother Liu, I also want to spare your life, but who told you to know my secret?" Qiu Qianling's tone was gentle, but the hand holding the bloody blade was not weak at all. He pushed it forward with all his might, and the sharp blade penetrated a little deeper.
Liu Xiaoman could no longer hold on and fell to his knees, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. "No, I won't tell anyone... Trust me..."
However, Qiu Qianling had long known that he was a shameless villain, and every word he said was not worth believing.
She smiled at Liu Xiaoman, her tone soft and cold, "In this world, there is only one kind of person who is worthy of my trust—"
Liu Xiaoman looked at her expectantly. Qiu Qianling suddenly put away his smile and said in a cold voice, "That's the dead man."
As she finished speaking, the blood blade absorbed the last drop of blood, its light grew brighter, and the hilt danced contentedly in her hand.
She pulled out the blood blade, and Liu Xiaoman fell forward to the ground with a thud. His face, pale and shriveled, with only skin left, lay on its side, and shock still lingered in his dilated pupils.
It seemed that at the last moment of his death, he could not believe that his junior sister, who seemed gentle and considerate on weekdays, could be even more cold-blooded and ruthless than him.
Qiu Qianling retracted the blood blade and quietly felt the dantian in his body being filled with spiritual energy, with a happy expression on his face.
It seems that she is about to form a pill, and is one step closer to the day of her revenge.
She looked down at Liu Xiaoman and found that he was still holding the jade box in his hand. He bent down and took it.
Unexpectedly, after all the trouble, this spiritual root returned to her hands.
If her spiritual roots were restored, she would probably be able to break through the realm immediately.
But it is better not to form the elixir yet, so as not to arouse suspicion.
Thinking of this, Qiu Qianling put the jade box into the storage bag, and then dealt with Liu Xiaoman's body just like he dealt with Xie Xiaohai, and continued to practice the Zhantian Sword Technique.
As the sun rises, golden sunlight fills the courtyard.
Qiu Qianling was wearing a light blue shirt and waving the bloody blade in his hand with great force. Wherever the blade passed, it left behind a trail of bloody afterimages, and the air was filled with murderous aura.
Beyond this bloody light, the rose buds by the fence quietly opened, and the petals unfolded layer by layer. Under the sunlight, they became more and more bright red and warm, just like blood.
Qiu Qianling smelled the fragrance in the air, put away his knife, stood up, turned to look at the rose bush, and his cold eyes softened instantly.
"With their company, you won't be alone anymore."
After saying that, she swung the knife again, and the bloody blade light rose up, filling the empty courtyard.
The roses by the fence swayed in the wind, seeming even brighter.
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On the other hand, the news that the new sect leader appointed Yu Yixian as deputy sect leader has been notified to the entire sect.
The only three remaining deacons and elders were very dissatisfied.
It’s bad enough that they are suppressed by Xie Yuqing, but why should they also be suppressed by Yu Yixian? What ability does she have?
"She's good at flattering people. Didn't you see how she tried to please Sect Master Xie at the sect meeting? She was so eager to be his shoe carrier!"
"Yes, it's my fault that I'm too upright and can't learn her flattery."
"If you ask me, cultivation is the right path. They're using these crooked ways, and sooner or later they'll be retaliated against!"
Of course, they only dared to say these things behind her back. After all, Chi Li's realm-breaking technique was too terrifying, and no one dared to offend her.
Not only did they not dare to offend, they also had to send people to Wangyue Peak to deliver gifts.
But unlike what they imagined, Yu Yixian, who was promoted to deputy sect leader, was not happy.
At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged on the cliff of Wangyue Peak, meditating quietly.
But my heart, which usually calmed down quickly, just couldn't calm down.
I kept thinking about the conversation I had with Chi Lan last night.
"...Then why do you still want to be the executioner of the immortals?"
Executioner? Those three words really describe him accurately.
She knew very well what the immortals were doing and felt very disgusted with their behavior, but in order to climb up, she had to do whatever it took.
Because she doesn't have the courage to fight against the entire immortal race.
She knows very well what kind of person she is. She is selfish, despicable, and servile. She can sell everything for power. What she does is despicable and hateful.
So, facing Chi Qi's cold and rational gaze, she couldn't utter even a word of defense.
All she could do was reach out her hand and let Chi Lan check her memory.
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One hundred years ago, she was born into an ordinary family in Zhongzhou.
When she was ten years old, her illiterate mother Liu Huifang sent her to the academy run by the immortals despite everyone's objections because she wanted to become an immortal.
At that time, there were only ten girls in the entire academy, and the other nine were from wealthy families.
But she was the one with the highest talent. She could get first place in every subject, including martial arts, swordsmanship, and techniques. Even the most conservative immortals praised her highly, and the nine girls from aristocratic families admired her even more.
As a young girl, she was full of ambition and thought she could prove to everyone that women could also cultivate immortality!
But later she realized that those who slandered women by saying that they could not cultivate immortality knew better than women that this was slander.
After three years of studying together, they agreed to pass the examination together and enter the Golden Gate Immortal Palace.
But no one expected that there was only one entry spot for them.
Even now, she could still recall the ugly face of the cultivator in charge of the assessment. "Golden Gate Immortal Palace has never recruited female cultivators before. This one spot is already a favor from the Sect Master. You should be content!"
They just want to see them fight tooth and nail for this one spot.
They were all very angry, "Why can male cultivators enter as long as they pass the assessment, but we can only have one in?"
"That's right. If you say we are worse than male cultivators, I would accept it, but we are clearly not worse."
"Since Jinmen Xianfu doesn't want us, then we don't want them either. I would rather go to another sect."
They held hands and agreed that neither of them would take part in the assessment.
Yu Yixian felt that she had made a great decision and she was a loyal person.
But when she got home, her mother slapped her.
"They are noble ladies, and what are you? You are just a country girl. They have money, time, and a way out, but you don't! Where do you think all those spirit stones you spent in the academy over the years came from? They were all earned by me selling spirit beads!"
As her mother spoke, she lifted up her clothes in front of her. Her flabby belly was covered with scars one after another. The newest scar was still bright red, with a trace of blood still on it.
This deeply hurt Yu Yixian's eyes.
Only then did she realize that these were the scars from having her abdomen cut open to remove the pearl.
The spiritual roots of women are different from those of men.
If a man's spiritual root is a bunch of grass that never blooms, then a woman's spiritual root is a tree that bears fruit, and this tree is full of spiritual pearls.
When one reaches the age of sixteen, these spirit beads will gradually mature and fall into the dantian one after another, but the speed at which the spirit beads fall into the dantian is very slow, about once a month.
The spirit beads symbolize a woman's life span. When all the spirit beads have fallen, it means that the woman's life span has come to an end.
However, no woman can live to the age represented by the spirit pearl.
Because when the spirit pearl is about to mature, it will be taken out in advance and offered to the immortals for cultivation.
No tribute? Do you think the human race can compete with the immortal race?
Moreover, the immortals will not take away all the spirit beads. At most, they will only take half of them every year. Isn’t that merciful enough?
Then the remaining spirit beads should be able to be used for cultivation, right?
Of course not, because there is no such thing as a cultivation method that uses spirit beads in this world!
The spirit beads must be taken out and converted into high-level spirit stones so that the male cultivator can refine the spiritual energy in the spirit stones for cultivation.
Yin and Yang are in balance, one grows while the other declines, and everything has its own laws.
The immortals pursue immortality, so can the extra lifespan appear out of thin air? Of course, it is because they have taken the lifespan of their own kind!
Unfortunately, Yu Yixian, who was only thirteen years old, did not realize this.
She only knew that her mother had made great sacrifices so that she could be admitted to the Golden Gate Immortal Palace.
She couldn't say she was going to give up after seeing those wounds.
She can give up the efforts of the past three years, but can she restore her mother's body to what it was three years ago?
She can tolerate the ridicule of others, but can she let her mother, who sent her to cultivate immortality despite the prejudice of the world, be looked down upon?
She can't do it.
On the day of the assessment, Yu Yixian stood on the assessment platform alone, facing the girls' surprised gazes.
When she successfully passed the assessment and got the only admission spot, she did not receive congratulations but contemptuous looks from the girls.
It was like a sharp sword, piercing her heart and making it bleed.
"You are a traitor."
"You are the executioner of the immortal race."
The sounds of the past and present suddenly overlapped.
Yu Yixian suddenly opened his eyes and turned to look not far away. There stood a female cultivator in green clothes with a flattering smile on her slightly thin face.
She woke up as if from a dream and murmured softly, "Ge Fuling."
The female cultivator didn't dare to approach rashly. She just stood at a distance and bowed respectfully, "Master, congratulations on your promotion to the position of Deputy Sect Leader."
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