Chapter 58 Dead End This is a dead end, there's no way out
"Azure Jade!"
"Shen Cangyu! What are you going to do?"
"Calm down!"
Figures stood between them, separating them. They stared at the sky full of swords, fearing that Shen Qingyan would be pierced through at any moment.
The thousands of swords responded to Shen Cangyu's call and hung high in the air, but Shen Cangyu also sensed that even if she really wanted to kill Shen Qingyan, none of the swords were willing to make a move.
Killing Shen Qingyan would be going against the will of Heaven, and no sword would aid her. This is one of the reasons.
If there is no Sword Pavilion in the next life, they will also lose the memories of these hundreds of reincarnations without the protection of the Sword Pavilion Master.
They don't want to forget her.
"Could she have brought all the swords from the entire Sword Pavilion out with her?" someone couldn't help but say, looking at the swords in the sky, their voice filled with shock.
If an ordinary person enters the Sword Pavilion and finds a sword, then their journey is complete.
No one had ever imagined that someone could actually bring all the swords out of the Sword Pavilion.
"But why did she attack Shen Qingyan?" another person muttered. "She already had the Kunlun Sword, and now she's acquired so many swords in the Sword Pavilion. Could it be that she's still not satisfied and wants to snatch the Weeping Ghost God Sword from Shen Qingyan?"
[That's too greedy! How can this person want everything?]
Wanting both, that's just how you are. You perfectly embody the saying "a snake trying to swallow an elephant."
[Is this SCY the author's favorite? How come she has so much screen time, and she always manages to dominate the protagonist?]
[This is a setup using the technique of building suspense before revealing the main point, but the setup is a bit too long...]
[It's not just a little long, it's extremely long. It's almost 200,000 words and there's still no progress. How much longer do I have to wait?]
[Don't rush, the plot hasn't even started yet (doge). Aren't cultivation novels supposed to easily have ten million words? Two hundred thousand words isn't even a fraction of that.]
"The gates of Sword Pavilion have collapsed!" someone exclaimed. "Could it be that Shen Cangyu took too many swords, causing Sword Pavilion to collapse?"
“Impossible,” Qiu Sheng denied. “The Sword Pavilion is a secret realm constructed by the divine consciousness of the Sword Pavilion Master. As long as the Sword Pavilion Master is still alive, the Sword Pavilion cannot collapse.”
“Unless she perishes this time,” Pei Wenjing continued.
Qiu Sheng glanced at him and said, "Yes, the Sword Pavilion Master was a cultivator from hundreds of years ago. She didn't become an immortal, and it's already quite remarkable that her divine consciousness has remained in the world for so many years. It's normal for her to perish at this particular point in time."
“It’s not exactly perfect,” Pei Wenjing said. “It was Shen Qingyan who took away the Sword Pavilion Master’s natal sword, the Weeping Ghost God, which caused the Sword Pavilion to collapse. The Sword Pavilion Master maintained the Sword Pavilion for so many years in order to find his successor. Now that the Weeping Ghost God has been taken away, the Sword Pavilion Master believes that he has found his successor and there is no need to maintain the Sword Pavilion anymore, so he disbanded the Sword Pavilion.”
Pei Wenjing skillfully deflected the criticism from Shen Cangyu and shifted it to Shen Qingyan.
Listening to Pei Wenjing's words, everyone suddenly felt that they made sense. Now that the most important treasured sword of the Sword Pavilion was gone, the disbandment of the Sword Pavilion was understandable.
But the Sword Pavilion collapsed, and from then on, sword cultivators could no longer come to the Sword Pavilion to seek swords.
Thinking of this, the cultivators who hadn't obtained the sword couldn't help but regret it. If they had known it would end like this, they would have stayed in the Sword Pavilion until they found a sword before coming out.
Now things are really messed up. The Weeping Ghost God is gone, the other swords are gone, and the entire Sword Pavilion is gone.
They looked at Shen Cangyu, only to see him raise his hand and clench it, causing the swords in the sky to fall like rain, all landing on the ground of Ten Thousand Swords Mountain with a series of clanging sounds.
They were startled and covered their heads to protect themselves, only to see swords whizzing past them and falling to their feet, without harming them in the slightest.
Startled, they heard Shen Cangyu's voice amidst the clatter of falling swords: "You want the sword, right? If you want it, then go find it yourselves."
After saying that, she released the earth dragon, which hugged her, leaped up, and carried her underground, using earth magic to take her away from Ten Thousand Swords Mountain.
Shen Cangyu severed his connection with all the swords, dismissed the myriad swords, and discarded them all.
If they want those swords, then take them.
In any case, these swords are neither useful to her nor can they help her fulfill her wishes.
If her sword cannot sever the Heavenly Dao, and she has no way to kill the transmigrator, what other way does she have to change the final outcome?
Shen Cangyu was carried underground by the earth dragon. It was pitch black all around her, and a thick, earthy smell lingered around her.
Her dantian was spinning rapidly, constantly releasing energy to maintain the Earth Dragon Heart Technique, wandering aimlessly.
She knew she was in a bad state; she was agitated and wanted to kill. She didn't want to see anyone, didn't want to be with the people of Wanqi Guixin, and didn't want to go back to Kunlun.
The earth dragon's pace gradually slowed down, and it slowly came to a stop.
The surrounding air was cold and dry.
Shen Cangyu raised his head and saw the majestic, towering snow-capped mountains.
This place is desolate and uninhabited, devoid of plants, birds, or animals; there is absolutely nothing here.
This is Blind Mountain.
Blind Mountain seemed to possess a divine power; whenever she approached, her restless heart would calm down. At least for now, she wasn't so inclined to kill.
Shen Cangyu knew that her inner demons were becoming increasingly severe, and if left unchecked, it was only a matter of time before she succumbed to demonic possession.
But she cannot become possessed by evil; she has not yet found a way to deal with Shen Qingyan, and she cannot lose her mind.
No matter what you do, "killing the protagonist" is a dead end.
She couldn't kill him directly. The Sword Pavilion Master had said that once the protagonist dies, the world restarts, the story resumes its predetermined path, and the cycle repeats itself endlessly.
Do we really have to let them act out this whole drama with the main character until the entire plot unfolds before this farce can end?
Shen Cangyu was unwilling to accept this.
But the command of Heaven is destiny, and destiny is hard to defy. Shen Cangyu said that man can conquer nature, but the road ahead is shrouded in mist, and she can't find her way.
She read many books, learned many psychological techniques, understood many Taoist methods, and talked with many teachers... but no one and no book could tell her how to change their fate.
But what was the solution? She didn't know.
For the past few centuries, people have longed to cultivate immortality, to attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven, leaving the mortal realm to become gods. But no one knows how to achieve immortality.
They were all kept in the dark, but Shen Cangyu was the first among them to break through the illusion and see the truth.
She knew that humans could not become immortals on their own; the only person in the world to become an immortal was a puppet of the Heavenly Dao.
This story seems to be telling her that no matter how hard she tries, it's no match for the gentle touch of Heaven; their efforts are insignificant in the face of Heaven's will.
She also knew that they were living only to accompany the protagonist in a ridiculous farce, and if the protagonist couldn't perform well, then everything would have to be overturned and started all over again.
They live only to become appendages of the protagonist.
Shen Cangyu felt as if she had done a lot, but no matter how much she did, she could not change the ending.
This was a dead end; how could she possibly move forward?
There was a rustling sound coming from behind.
With a "whoosh," Shen Cangyu drew his Kunlun sword and pointed it behind him, the tip of the sword only half an inch away from the person's heart.
This scene seemed to overlap with the images in Shen Cangyu's memory.
Shen Cangyu raised his eyes to look at Pei Wenjing and said, "What are you doing here?"
“I’ve come to find you.” Even with her sword pointed at him, Pei Wenjing did not back down.
"I don't want to see you right now," Shen Cangyu said, her face pale. As she sensed the chill dissipating and the familiar warmth enveloping her, her eyes turned bloodshot. "Get out of here, stay away from me!"
"You have to tell me what I did wrong." He always said those nice words, making Shen Cangyu mistakenly believe that he was still the same Pei Wenjing from before.
She almost forgot that, as an important character in this novel, Pei Wenjing was also destined to be influenced by the will of Heaven and become a tool of the protagonist.
“I saw you and that group of people stand in front of Shen Qingyan, trying to block my attack,” Shen Cangyu said.
“I’m afraid you’ll act impulsively. There are so many people here. You can’t kill him in front of them. If you do, your reputation will be ruined,” he explained.
"I don't care about my reputation."
"However, being too extreme is not conducive to cultivation..."
"To hell with this damn cultivation!" Shen Cangyu cursed.
Pei Wenjing looked at Shen Cangyu, not understanding why she seemed so distressed. He had seen her in various hurried states, as if something was chasing her, forcing her to race against time and cram everything into her mind. She seemed to be carrying a heavy burden, yet she had never told anyone what she was enduring.
Pei Wenjing met her gaze and suddenly couldn't say anything to comfort her.
“Pei Wenjing,” Shen Cangyu stared at him and said, word by word, “I want to kill Shen Qingyan. Anyone can stop me, but you are the only one who cannot.”
Pei Wenjing forgot how he died time and time again because of the protagonist, and how he became his stepping stone time and time again.
If even Pei Wenjing doesn't care about what the protagonist does and is willing to become the protagonist's puppet, then this world is completely doomed.
*
"I want three incense sticks."
Before the incense altar, Xu Qiubai heard a familiar voice, suddenly looked up, and saw Shen Cangyu.
Clutching the incense in his hand, he said to the senior female student on duty beside him, "Senior sister, I'll be leaving for a moment!"
"Trying to sneak away again?" the senior female student on duty asked, grabbing his collar.
Xu Qiubai quickly begged for mercy: "No, senior sister, I didn't sneak away, I really had something to do!"
He rubbed his hands together and said, "Please, senior sister..."
The senior sister on duty finally let him off the hook: "Go and come back quickly, or I'll tell the elders about your slacking off."
Xu Qiubai picked up the incense and ran outside. He ran up to Shen Cangyu and asked, "Why are you asking for incense? What happened?"
"I want to see Lady Tianxiang," Shen Cangyu said.
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