Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

"You're a little late," Fan Ning said, looking at the person outside the window with a smile.

Qian Jiangyue didn't get annoyed. She turned over and walked in, complaining in a half-hearted way, "This place is hard to find..."

Jiang Biehe, who was following beside him, nodded.

"But just now, it seems that I wasn't the only one who attacked?"

Qian Jiangyue sat down beside the table meaningfully, not caring at all about the teacups that spilled over the table. His gaze settled for a moment, finally landing on Luo Xue, who was trapped in the magic weapon with her eyes closed.

That spiritual power bypassed the restraining range of the magic weapon, but due to the owner's physical condition, it became extremely weak...

"Isn't this great?" Fan Ning chuckled.

Meng Yiheng looked at his disciple in astonishment. In a trance, he seemed to have passed through all those hidden years and saw the warm and sincere child in the past.

...Is he really wrong?

Meng Yiheng began to examine himself. His hands, which were condensed with spiritual power, slowly dropped. After a long while, he seemed to have figured something out and sighed, "Master is right. I am indeed not my junior disciple."

"I'm not as talented as you. Even as a master... I'm still a mess."

How could he not have feelings? For so many years, he had watched that little child grow up, watched her climb to great heights, and watched her fall with determination.

"In order not to affect Qingyun Sect, I will resign as Sect Leader first," Meng Yiheng looked at the person in the magic weapon for a long time. Her body had begun to crack and ooze blood. If she could not be saved, she would really have no choice but to be separated from the world forever.

"Then, chant sutras and pray for those who have died."

He could only make such a concession. Some things could not be put on the table, especially since there was no peace between the sects. Who knew how many people were eyeing the Qingyun Sect and wanted to tear a piece of flesh from it.

The person in the magic weapon moved, and opened his eyes again as if he was about to disappear. His pupils were still entangled by the inner demon, and they were lifeless and terrifying.

But Meng Yiheng, who was being stared at, felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

"Teacher, Master..."

Fan Ning took out a branch of sacred tree and handed it over.

The bright light fell into those empty eyes. Luo Xue first subconsciously felt comfortable, as if the snow that had been held in her heart was carefully melted, but then she was stunned.

"no, do not want……"

Don’t help me like this, I’m not worthy... Luo Xue thought of some rumors that she had asked Wu Yuege to bring back, and wanted to speak, but was blocked by another gentler spiritual power.

"My little apprentice has always been kind. If someone had done this earlier, such a good person wouldn't have been forced to this point."

Qian Jiangyue kept working, but was still holding his breath.

Everyone in the Yueli Sect protects their own people. The leader of the Qingyun Sect didn't think twice about using some crooked methods to cheat people before... It has come to this, and it is all his own fault.

But Luo Xue is really innocent.

Qian Jiangyue sighed, as if she was helpless about how such a promising young talent could be encountered by the clueless Meng Yiheng.

"Ms. Fanning...I owe you this."

Luo Xue fell to the ground from the magic weapon, and the light of the sacred tree dissipated around her, turning into wisps of vitality to nourish her body that was ravaged by her inner demons.

Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread.

Although the inner demon was not a serious disease, when it was peeled off, it was like a large piece of flesh was cut out from her body, and she also lost a lot of spiritual power.

Fan Ning said calmly, "Well, I believe you will give me something more valuable than the sacred tree."

Luo Xue was stunned for a moment, then quickly gave a pale laugh, "Of course I'm willing, but what else can I do...Refine a weapon? But I'm no longer willing to pick it up."

"Fan Ning, I will pay the price for this sacred tree," Meng Yiheng said dejectedly, this time with a much friendlier tone.

Fan Ning smiled, nodded at Luo Xue, and looked at Meng Yiheng with a mocking look in his eyes: "You'd better not say that. If I were to do this for your sake, I would really have to break this sacred tree today."

Even if she is unreasonable, it depends on her mood. How could people just let the matter go easily when she is reasonable?

"I still hold grudges," Fan Ning said.

Ling You and Jiang Biehe looked at each other and both felt that what she said was correct.

Qian Jiangyue had no objection at all. Elder Qian, who was extremely similar to Fan Ning in some aspects, even showed a blatant mocking smile.

"As for you," Fan Ning turned his gaze to the pale-faced Luo Xue.

Even now, she was still a little dazed, holding the knife in her hand, but she had no intention of cutting off the restraints on her body.

"Since you don't know what to do, just start with the simplest thing."

"Whether it's refining weapons or practicing cultivation, after killing as many people as possible, I will save more people. Since the empty space in my heart cannot be filled, I will cultivate the part outside of the emptiness to make it bigger."

"Whether it's gratitude or being considered a benefactor...if you can't move forward on your own, find someone else to push you forward."

If such a brilliant and beautiful human nature died so easily, even Fan Ning would feel it was a pity.

But that's about it.

She waved her hand, avoiding Luo Xue's burning and enlightened gaze, as if she was looking at a savior.

"Is it over?" Ling You lightly blocked Luo Xue's hand that was about to be extended.

Qian Jiangyue took in everything in front of her calmly, recalling what happened many years ago, and a gentle smile gradually appeared at the corners of her eyes.

It was unexpected, yet reasonable, that Fan Ning would say such a thing.

She seemed to be born this way. Even if she was in pitch darkness, she was like the moon hanging forever in the sky, cool and yet shining brightly.

On the way back, Jiang Biehe asked again, "Do you think the dead can be compensated by the lives of the living?"

Ling You felt that Jiang Biehe already had the answer to this question in his mind.

But he didn't say anything, just turned his gaze to Fan Ning.

It was just dawn, and the light in her eyes flickered with her movements.

Fan Ning said: "I don't need to think about this problem."

Jiang Biehe: "What if I insist on asking?"

Fan Ning glanced at her and said, "Then my answer is of course no."

"But I'm not one of those people who died, so whether it's seeking revenge or considering their feelings... in the end, the dead are dead, and those who still think about it are the ones who survived."

"I just wanted Luo Xue to survive. If she died, I would be completely at a loss."

Ling You couldn't help but smile and said, "Why don't you say you're a gentle and kind person now?"

"Tsk—" Fan Ning also laughed and hooked her finger, with her unique frivolous and bewitching eyes, "It's time for them to say this."