A Shocking Dream

I repeatedly inquired about Qin Rongchen in the city, solely to better fulfill Lin Bingshuang's last wish. Saving Qin Ruoyu was indeed a coincidence, yet this fortuitous event became a crucial step in advancing our plan. I knew that giving him the jade pendant would let Qin Rongchen know that Lin Bingshuang was still alive. I wanted him to experience this feeling of lost, regained, and then lost in an instant.

I deliberately kept my veil on. Qin Rongchen teased me repeatedly, and I knew he'd confirmed it was me. Everything had been under control, but the moment I met Qin Rongchen, Lin Bingshuang lost control. Her memories surged back like a surging tide, each moment she'd shared with Qin Rongchen unfolding like a vibrant painting. They'd strolled through a sea of ​​flowers in spring, petals drifting in the gentle breeze, their laughter as clear and melodious as silver bells. They'd gazed at the stars on summer nights, sharing their dreams and aspirations. They'd embraced beneath autumn maple leaves, taking in the beauty and tranquility of nature. They'd cuddled by a winter fire, their warmth lingering between them. Those joyful laughs, those sweet moments, resurfaced in my mind, each one filled with endless tenderness and love. I knew Lin Bingshuang truly loved the man before her.

So I ignored her, letting Lin Bingshuang's consciousness deal with her feelings. I was inside her body and couldn't leave, so what could I do? I could only sleep. I felt a mixture of emotion and helplessness. Unexpectedly, she was stabbed to death again? What? I just played it off and slept, and she was stabbed to death? The pain in her body hurt me, and I was woken by the pain. I was really upset. What kind of love brain is this? She died again for a man. This time she was really dead. Her consciousness had dissipated from her body. From now on, I was alone.

Forget it, just die. Lin Bingshuang held on for so long, barely surviving. Now that the explanation has been made clear, she should finally let it go. As for the Snow Country's eldest princess, I was also at fault. She lost her country and was imprisoned in another country for years. Her body was dumped in a mass grave. Under the moonlight, I found someone to bring her out and erect a monument to commemorate her. I was just about to say that my clone Yunshuang could take this opportunity to die in Daqi, which would have saved me trouble, but trouble started brewing over at Qiuluoshan again.

What about a treasure trove rich enough to rival a nation, what about martial arts secrets? It's all bullshit. If such a good thing were to happen to you, would it be your turn? I would have enjoyed it myself long ago. I have to go back. Qin Ruoyu thinks his uncle has been poisoned, and he's riding his Ferghana horse to Qiuluo Mountain to find me. It's really a headache. This clone thing is so troublesome. I have to find someone to pretend to be dead in Yunshuang's place. I just buried the Snow Country Princess and didn't even have time to drink a sip of water before I took a shortcut to Qiuluo Mountain.

Along the way, I felt a mixture of emotions. Lin Bingshuang's death from the love-brained man filled me with regret, while Qiu Luoshan's troubles filled me with anxiety.

The wind whistled in my ears, urging me to quicken my pace. I gritted my teeth and quickened my pace. Various possible scenarios kept appearing in my mind, and I tried hard to think of a solution.

When I finally arrived near Qiuluo Mountain, I saw Qin Ruoyu from afar. He looked anxious, obviously worried about his uncle.

I hadn't wanted to let this silly boy, Qin Ruoyu, into Qiuluo Mountain, after all, it harbored so many secrets and troubles. But thinking he could solve the problem at hand, I had him brought in to see me. My thoughts raced along the way, as I contemplated how to use him to resolve this crisis.

However, things never seem to go smoothly. On the way, I ran into that brat, Gu Liangze. Instead of settling my score with the Guiyuan Sect, he'd come to cause trouble at this critical moment. Seeing his arrogant demeanor, I couldn't help but feel a surge of rage. But I couldn't let him distract me right now; I had to resolve the matter at Qiuluo Mountain first.

I secretly swore that once the Qiu Luoshan incident was over, I would personally go to Guiyuan Sect to deal with him. I would let him know that the consequences of angering me were unbearable.

Qin Ruoyu came to me and immediately started urging me to meet Qin Rongchen. It was hilarious! You knew he had a family feud with Lin Bingshuang, yet you still came to ask for my help. Filled with sarcasm, I told him everything about Qin Rongchen and Lin Bingshuang's past, the entanglements and pain stemming from that national hatred. Qin Ruoyu listened quietly, his reaction unsurprised. Clearly, he'd known all along. He still came after knowing that. How shameless! I grumbled inwardly.

I thought he'd offer repeated persuasion and continue to pester me, but I didn't expect him to actually respect my wishes. Seeing Qin Ruoyu's reaction, I couldn't help but feel a little surprised. The Crown Prince of Daqi wasn't completely hopeless. He didn't use his status to force his way through, and this respect changed my opinion of him a little.

The story of Qiu Luoshan had spread throughout the court and the martial arts world. It was a rumor, originating from nowhere, that spread like an unstoppable hurricane. "When I catch that man, I'm going to tear his mouth apart," I thought. The rage in my heart burned like a blazing fire. This unfounded rumor had plunged Qiu Luoshan into an unprecedented crisis.

I must resolve this issue as quickly as possible. The only way is to disband everyone and burn all traces of the Wu Nian sect. This decision hit me like a heavy hammer. Du Yingmeng and Wen Ruqing repeatedly tried to stop me, their eyes filled with reluctance and worry.

"I don't want to either, but now our position is exposed and we have to leave. If we don't, a greater disaster will be waiting for us." I said helplessly, my voice full of bitterness.

They were silent, tears in their eyes. I know the pain in their hearts, but we have to face reality.

I began to arrange for everyone to leave, and everyone's face was filled with reluctance. Watching their backs as they left, my heart was filled with melancholy.

Finally, I lit the flames myself and watched everything in the Wu Nian sect gradually disappear in the flames. The blazing flames seemed to be burning my heart as well.

When I decided to leave Qiuluo Mountain, I was filled with mixed emotions. Reluctance, helplessness, worry, confusion—all these emotions intertwined together, leaving me feeling incredibly heavy-hearted.

Qiuluo Mountain, this once peaceful and beautiful place, now I have to abandon it with my own hands. I think back to the days and nights I spent here, the time I spent teaching my disciples, the days we worked hard together. Every scene is so clear, as if it were right before my eyes.