Quick Wear: Don't Follow the Plot and Feel Good

Wen Xingyao sat blankly beside the big rock at the bottom of the cliff, like a fool.

And her natal sword, the Chaos Sword, had already been broken in two.

An old man came over and said, "Hey, little girl, you've been sitting here for 20 years, and you're still in a daze? What troubles can't be solved with chicken legs? If one doesn't work, then two will do."

As he said that, he handed Wen Xingyao a chicken leg.

Seeing that Wen Xingyao still didn't say anything, the old man stopped trying to persuade her and started eating the chicken leg himself.

Wen Xingyao finally couldn't help but frown. "Immortal cultivators, don't they already have mortal appetites? How come you can still eat so happily?"

"Hey, little girl, you finally spoke up. Who says immortal cultivators can't eat mortal food? We cultivate immortality, isn't it to be happy and free to do whatever we want? If there are restrictions here and there, and there is no freedom at all, what's the point of cultivating immortality?"

Wen Xingyao looked at the old man in front of her. His cultivation level was only at the Golden Core stage. When she was at the peak of her cultivation, she was almost overcoming the tribulation. He actually called her a little girl?

I shook my head in amusement, but the old man's words did make sense. Doing whatever you want? I had indeed carried too much in the past, and I never knew what it was like to do whatever I wanted.

Because she was born with Chaos Spiritual Roots. Others said that Chaos Spiritual Roots were useless spiritual roots of the Five Elements, not only were cultivation slow, but they also consumed a lot of elixirs.

But she was different. She mastered the interplay of the Five Elements, a skill she mastered to perfection, experiencing no bottlenecks at all. She didn't need any elixirs or medicines to aid her progress; only the Chaos Sword accompanied her all the way to the Tribulation, a feat she achieved in less than 300 years.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that there is nothing wrong with the old man Jindan being over 300 years old and calling himself a little girl.

She is the most dazzling genius in the entire cultivation world, a being born only once in ten thousand years with such a Chaos Spiritual Root. She has been brainwashed since childhood, taught that saving the world is her duty, that she must never associate with the devil, and that she must maintain a clean life...

And she did just that. For the sake of the people, she dived into the Demonic Abyss alone, summoned thousands of divine swords, displayed the Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, transformed herself into a sword, and finally sealed the Demon God.

But it also exhausted his spiritual power.

Despite all his calculations, he never expected a sneak attack from behind. By the time he tried to dodge, it was too late. He plummeted straight off the cliff.

As he fell, he heard his brother's voice, "Xingyao, don't blame me! Only when you die can I, the leader of the Wanjian Sect, do my job with peace of mind."

Besides her brother's voice, there were also tens of thousands of disciples shouting, "The Sect Master is wise! The Sect Master is wise!"

There were also congratulations from other sects.

She couldn't hear clearly.

The people of the world? Save them? Is it worth it?

She has been thinking about this question for 20 years.

In 20 years, no one had come to see her. Not a single one.

Thinking of this, looking at the old man gnawing on the chicken leg with a delicious crunch, Wen Xingyao couldn't help but grab one and started to chew it: Well, it tastes pretty good.

If you can't figure it out, forget it. Follow the old man to his sect.

Hey, it's really broken! The spiritual energy is also the worst, almost non-existent.

"What about the rest?"

"no"

"So you're alone?"

"Yes. There is only me, and I am the sect leader. Now that you are here, you accept me as your master, and you will be my eldest disciple!"

"You? With this level of cultivation? And you're still a master? Sect Master?"

The old man stiffened his neck and said, "So what? Anyway, I am the only one in the sect now, and I have the final say. No matter how high your cultivation level was before, since it is not as high as mine now, you have to call me Master."

"And let me tell you, don't underestimate me. I entered Taoism from a mortal state. No one taught me, I cultivated purely on my own. With my comprehension, I'm considered a genius, right? You should be secretly happy to be your master."

The old man looked at the extent of Wen Xingyao's injuries and said, "I heard that in the secret realm at the junction of the Demon Realm, there is a magical herb that can heal injuries like yours. You wait for me at home, I will try my luck."

Before Wen Xingyao could object, the old man had disappeared.

After more than half a year, the anxious Wen Xingyao finally waited for the old man to come back, but the old man was seriously injured and dying.

"Hurry, eat it!"

Wen Xingyao suddenly felt something was wrong and stuffed it into her mouth without hesitation. If someone came to kill her at this time, she would have to quickly recover her cultivation to protect the old man.

It's a pity that it's still a step too late.

While she was regulating her breathing and recovering her physical strength, her brother Wen Xingchen had already taken a step ahead of her and killed the old man.

She was also injured by Wen Xingchen's sword energy and could no longer fight him. After much deliberation, she decided to hide away and practice, and then seek revenge when she regained her peak strength.

But Wen Xingchen would not give her a chance. "Sister, you are so lucky. You didn't die even after falling from a cliff with serious injuries. You are indeed a favorite of heaven. It's a pity that you will die in the end!"

"If it happens again, I will never seal the demon god again! What does the lives of the people of the world have to do with me?

The days I spent with that old man were the most ordinary days, but they were also the happiest and most comfortable days for me. There was no so-called great responsibility weighing on me, nor any so-called morality or ethics that I had to bear. I could grow vegetables if I wanted to, raise chickens if I wanted to, eat meat if I wanted to, and drink wine if I wanted to.

No one will look down on you just because you eat mortal food, nor will anyone be jealous of you because you have a high level of cultivation, or bully you because you have a low level of cultivation. Therefore, I just want to protect the old man and help him defend this dilapidated sect."

"As you wish, wait a moment." After saying that, Jiang disappeared.

This is the time when Wen Xingyao wants to seal the demon god. Thousands of divine swords are like warriors, ready to go, waiting for the master's order, and then they will stab the demon god together.

This is called the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to One, or the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to Their Origin.

Sheng Jiang: All swords, listen up! Go back and rest.

Some swords already possessed spirits and consciousness, and upon hearing this command: "? Is there something wrong with my ears?"

Sheng Jiang: You're not going back? I'll tell you later.

Wen Xingchen stared at Sheng Jiang, waiting for her to seal the demon so he could kill her in one blow. Who knew? This damn girl didn't even seal it?

"Xingyao, what are you doing?! Do you know that the opportunity to seal the Demon God is rare? If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you can seal it again. By then, who knows how many young geniuses will die at the hands of the Demon God? Can you afford the consequences?" Wen Xingchen was furious.

"Hey, I was wondering why I felt a chill on my back when I was fighting the demon just now, as if someone was staring at me. So it was you, brother? I was fighting the demon alone, it was very hard. The demon was very powerful, and I couldn't beat him. Why didn't you come over to help, but instead watched me laugh at me from behind?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are my sister, how could I watch you get hurt? Besides, it is the duty of every cultivator to fight against demons and defend the way. If you can't defeat me, I will definitely help you."

"Really? What about them? What about the leaders and elders of the major sects? Are they also waiting for me to lose the battle before coming to help? Then why didn't they just attack together from the beginning and destroy the demon god directly?"

"Fellow Daoist Wen, you are joking. We are just passing by here." Seeing that Sheng Jiang had discovered them, the leader of Qingyuan Sect slowly appeared.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Wen is a genius that only appears once in a thousand years in the entire cultivation world. At such a young age, he has already reached the top of the cultivation world and is only one step away from transcending the tribulation.

The Demon God is also a highly skilled cultivator, and even if we join forces, we might not be his match. Therefore, only Fellow Daoist Wen has the ability to seal the Demon God."

The leaders and elders of other sects echoed this.

"Really? So, you've all fought against the Devil?"

"Uh, this..."

"That's strange. You haven't even fought it, so why are you so sure you can't defeat the demon? Is this still the powerful one who talks about the common people all the time? Or is it all about ideology, but all about business?"

"You! Fellow Daoist Wen has a high level of cultivation, so shouldn't you be the one to seal the demon god?"

"Oh, because I have a high level of cultivation, I should charge into battle and die. You guys have a low level of cultivation, so you should hide behind me and let me protect you, right? Why? Did you cultivate my cultivation for me? Or did you provide me with the materials I need to cultivate? How can you be so arrogant!"

"Sister, how can you think like this? The sect has spent a lot of effort to train you over the years. Even if you don't think about the people of the world, you should think about your fellow disciples in the sect." Wen Xingchen looked heartbroken.

"Stop pretending!" Sheng Jiang suddenly flew into a rage. Before anyone could see clearly, Sheng Jiang's arm suddenly grew extremely long and directly pinched Wen Xingchen.

"Every one of you, how could I not know what you're planning? Just wait for me to seal the demon god, exhausting him, and then kill me, the number one in the world, and then fight for resources again?"

"That's right." A voice, neither male nor female, spread out. "The most hypocritical person in this world of cultivation is the leader of the Wanjian Sect. He was the one who came to me and negotiated with me, saying he would release me if I helped him kill Wen Xingyao."

Wen Xingchen felt the looks from the others and was anxious to speak, but couldn't. Sheng Jiang kindly gave him a sigh of relief.

"Demon! You despicable villain! How dare you slander me like this?!"

"Despicable and shameless? Hahahaha, is this a compliment to me? As a demon god, I'm often fooled by you hypocritical people because of my lack of intelligence. Now it's your turn! Back then, you asked me to kill Wen Xingyao, but you didn't tell me she was about to pass the tribulation! What's the difference between your behavior and deception?"

The demon turned to look at Sheng Jiang again, "Sister, I'm sorry. I didn't want to fight you, I just wanted my freedom so badly."

Sheng Jiang stared at it speechlessly. "Aren't you free now? Weren't you free when he released you? I didn't expect you, a demon god, to be so trustworthy. Not only did you not run away, you even kept your promise and wanted to fight me? Honestly, there's no one in the entire cultivation world who keeps their word like you."

"Yeah, right? I think so too. Sometimes I wonder, are they the demons, or am I the demon?"

"How can they compare to you? I heard that demons feed on people's negative emotions. Look at these people's greed, jealousy, hypocrisy, and selfishness. Can you feast on them?"

The demon's eyes lit up: "Yes, of course. Then I'll get busy first."

"Go ahead. In the entire cultivation world, anyone who has this kind of emotion, as long as you can sense it, will be left to you to deal with."

"Okay, thank you, boss!"

Upon hearing this, the leaders and elders of various sects were horrified and began to curse.

Sheng Jiang looked at the thousands of divine swords in the air and shouted again: "Swords come!"

This time, in addition to the sword in the air, the swords in the hands of the elders and the sect leader also flew into the air uncontrollably and floated together with the sword in the air.

"What's going on?"

"My sword! My natal sword! It's been with me for thousands of years! How could it run away with someone else?"

"Frost Sword! Come back quickly!"

No matter how those people shouted, the sword spirit ignored them and walked in front of Sheng Jiang without even looking back.

At the same time, along with the sword, there are leaves, dust, wind, water, etc.

As long as there is a sword in your heart, everything can be a sword!

Everyone's faces turned pale with fear, and some even had their calves trembling.

The sword spirits were also chatting.

"I've finally gotten rid of that hypocritical master. If he hadn't made me his natal sword, I wouldn't be able to hurt him. Otherwise, I would rather destroy myself than let him get me!"

"That's right. When we chose them as our leaders, they were full of passion, not the evil spirits they have now."

"As expected, the more power humans have, the greater their desires. Greed is insatiable!"

"We are swords, and swords are meant to charge forward and never retreat! Look at them, they cower like turtles when they see someone even slightly stronger! It's so shameful!"

When the sect leaders and elders heard the words of the sword spirit, they were furious. Is this still the comrade they once fought side by side with?

However, before they had time to think about it, they heard a cry of "Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!", and thousands of divine swords, dust, and leaves all stabbed straight towards them.

The scene was unbearable to watch.

Those sect leaders and elders who are usually high and mighty are like ants to those whose cultivation is not as good as theirs.

Now he actually lies on the ground screaming and begging for mercy.

Their Dantian has been destroyed, their Dao hearts have collapsed, and their natal swords can no longer be pulled out. This is more painful than killing them.

Wen Xingchen watched this scene with his eyes wide open in horror. He couldn't believe that his sister had become so powerful and so cruel.

"Sister, I was wrong, please let me go..."

In the chaos, Wen Xingyao's gaze swept across everyone and finally stopped on Wen Xingchen.

"Let you go? Why? If I were the one injured now, would you let me go? Brother, is this the morality you are pursuing?" Her voice was icy cold.

"If you had committed suicide, I might have looked up to you. Begging for mercy now will only make me despise you even more."

Wen Xingchen opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

[Duoduo, let Wen Xingyao come back]

[Ah? You won't kill these hypocritical people anymore?]

In this world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, they have no Dao heart, their Dantian is destroyed, and there is no medicine to cure them. They are no different from ordinary people.

But they were once so arrogant that they offended countless people whose cultivation was inferior to theirs. Do you think those people would let them go? For those who once wanted to dominate others, once their fate is controlled by others, their lives will only be worse than death. Death is the only way to be liberated.

As for Wen Xingchen, this person taught Wen Xingyao that revenge is the only way to feel good.

Wen Xingyao looked at everything in front of her, and then saw Wen Xingchen, hatred came over her. She formed a formation with her hands, with herself as the center of the formation, and stabbed the ground with her sword. In an instant, the ground shook, the mountains collapsed, and the ground cracked.

"No!" Wen Xingchen screamed and fell straight into the abyss.

Wen Xingyao flew down and after searching for several days, she finally found Wen Xingchen beside a large rock. He was now in pieces, his head and body separated.

Xingyao asked Duoduo to take away Wen Xingchen's soul, and she found the ruined sect and saw an old man drinking and gnawing on a chicken leg.

"Hi! Master!"

The old man turned his head and almost jumped up, "Eldest disciple? You're back?"

The old man was reborn? Wen Xingyao thought.

"Well, old man, look, what is this?"

The old man didn't take it seriously at first, until he saw what Wen Xingyao was holding. His eyes almost popped out of his head. "Eldest disciple, this, this is an ancient dragon vein, right? Oh my, this is a fortune, this is so much stronger than some stupid spiritual vein. I wonder who will dare to say that our sect is ruined in the future?"

"That's right, old man, you have to hold on tight to your disciple, me. I'll protect you from now on! You can walk sideways in the entire cultivation world!"

Old man: It’s an easy win, I’m so tired of winning.