Source of "It Turns Out I Was Really the Protagonist":
Mount Fugu, Tianmen Sect.
The Daoist Wufa, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes wide in anger, raised his hand and caught several pieces of broken jade. His face was full of disbelief, his eyes were glazed over, and he stared blankly at the broken jade in his palm. After a long while, his expression was sad, and he murmured to himself:
"You wretched child! I reminded you several times, even went so far as to impose a strict house arrest, but I couldn't stop you. Alas, your fate is sealed, and destiny is hard to defy... My poor child, my little Tian, I have done so much, but in the end, I still couldn't save you. Why must it be you who dies? This damned fate!"
The broken jade in the hands of the Daoist Wufa is the soul tablet of the Emperor Wutian. Only when a cultivator's Dao and soul are completely extinguished will the soul tablet shatter. There is no need to say anything more about what is happening before our eyes.
Without warning, Daoist Wufa roared, causing the sect to tremble. Immediately afterward, an invisible ripple emanated from Daoist Wufa, silently leveling the main hall of the sect to the ground. Many sect disciples who were resting or passing by were also caught in the blast of Daoist Wufa's fury and perished.
"Though it is fate, the blood feud must be repaid tenfold. Although I am no match for you now, you cannot control fate forever. Just wait for the right opportunity. When your fate fluctuates, that will be the day your blood debt is repaid. My son will prove it with his own life. I can only endure hardship and bide my time..."
The Daoist Master Wufa, with a cold expression, looked around and vanished without a trace amidst the terrified gazes of his disciples.
Soon after, rumors began to circulate on Mount Fugu about the Tianmen Sect. It was said that the sect leader of the Tianmen Sect had gone mad during his cultivation, and could not distinguish friend from foe. He was killing indiscriminately within the sect, and all the disciples of the Tianmen Sect were living in fear. To this day, no one knows where the Daoist Wufa is!
After some time, the rumors grew even more rampant. The reason why Daoist Wufa went mad was because Wutianzi suddenly met with misfortune. The fact that the next sect leader, whom Daoist Wufa had originally chosen, had suffered such a calamity would undoubtedly be a devastating blow to both the Tianmen Sect and Daoist Wufa himself. It was not surprising that he went mad...
The position of the number one sect on Mount Fugu is subtly shaking, as if sharks have smelled blood. Countless sects on Mount Fugu, eager to take its place, are beginning to stir. For a time, Mount Fugu was filled with fear and unease. Although the surface remained calm, everyone knew that undercurrents were surging and that something big was about to happen, with the possibility of a complete upheaval!
The Tianmen Sect has stood on Mount Fugu for over ten thousand years. Even the most majestic mountain has a moment of collapse. This moment has appeared in the minds of countless people. But when that day truly comes, how many people will be able to rise from the chaos and take its place?
Sage Hill, Sage Valley.
With less than half a month to go before the arrival of the Sage's Mansion, according to Feng Teng Daoren's calculations, with an error margin of about one week, everyone woke up from their meditation and eagerly awaited the arrival of the Sage's Mansion. For most people, the Sage's Mansion only existed in rumors. Let alone entering it, just being able to see its true form would be a blessing in this lifetime!
Leng Rushuang stood proudly alone, like a snow lotus blooming on a cliff, pure and aloof, surpassing all others. Within a ten-foot radius of her, no one dared to approach, and even the temperature around her was several degrees colder than elsewhere. Having witnessed Leng Rushuang's ruthless methods, everyone held her in even greater awe and dared not cross the line...
After Li Sisui put Wu Tianzi and Ling Quan's storage rings into his pocket, his face showed a mixture of joy and worry. He walked towards Leng Rushuang with little interest. Only he had no fear of Leng Rushuang and could approach her so casually, like an old friend who had not seen her for many days, or like lovers who had been separated for a long time...
"I never expected that old devil to be hiding so well. If I see him again, I'll definitely teach him a lesson!"
Li Sisui walked a few steps to Leng Rushuang's side, gazing into the distance. The lush and verdant scenery of Sage Valley came into view, but he was not polite at all, and his face showed a resentful expression.
Leng Rushuang glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and said expressionlessly:
"Your actions are unpredictable and erratic, so it's understandable that Master would have such concerns. I just never imagined that my days of arduous cultivation would ultimately amount to nothingness, forcing me to abandon immortality and cultivate demonic arts, forcing me to start all over again..."
For the first time, Leng Rushuang, who was usually unmoved by emotions, revealed a hint of loneliness and a touch of disappointment in her words. Li Sisui keenly sensed something and quickly replied:
"You weren't fooled by that old demon, were you? Whether you cultivate immortality or demonic cultivation is entirely up to your own will. Didn't he tell you that? This old guy, I didn't expect him to be so dishonest. It seems I underestimated him!"
Li Sisui was genuinely angry. If Leng Rushuang had truly been tricked by the Supreme Demon, then he would be held responsible. If the Supreme Demon had indeed schemed against him in this way, then all the goodwill he had shown towards him would vanish, and the Demon Mountain would never be peaceful again!
"No! Don't overthink it. My master treats me so well; this is the first time I've ever seen such a caring master in the world..."
Whew! Li Sisui let out a long breath. Looking at Leng Rushuang's attitude, he really didn't know what the Supreme Demon Ancestor had promised her. Abandoning immortality to cultivate demonic arts, just giving up like that, was a bit too hasty. After all, she had already cultivated for more than a hundred years. In this way, it really was as she said, that she had to start all over again...
Thinking of this, Li Sisui felt a pang of reluctance and couldn't help but ask:
"You...you really practiced demonic cultivation?"
Leng Rushuang turned her head and looked at the serious-looking Li Sisui, then burst out laughing. Instantly, the ice melted away, like spring flowers blooming. Li Sisui was stunned. He then heard Leng Rushuang laugh and say:
"Of course! Who would miss such an opportunity!"
"Um... is this good or bad?"
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