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Hearing this, Lin Xuxi turned and glanced at Jiang Sihan. Although this was part of her plan, she still found it somewhat ridiculous. Did Jiang Sihan realize his mistake, or did he think practicing the ruthless way was completely useless?

Trash is trash, even if you cultivate the ruthless path. If it were her, she would definitely stick to this path until the end, no matter how hard the road ahead was, she would not complain even a single word.

Now, she just used a little trick to make Jiang Sihan suffer for a few days, and he wanted to destroy his own ruthless cultivation. How boring.

However, Lin Xuxi was also wondering why her master had summoned her. Was he trusting her not to interfere, or was he giving her a chance for revenge?

Lin Xuxi was not sure what his master was thinking, so he did not answer.

"Xier."

After seeing this person, Jiang Sihan's heart ached even more. It was so painful that he couldn't even straighten his back, but he still managed to get off the jade bed.

Jiang Sihan held onto the jade bed with his left hand, stretched out his right hand to grab Xier's sleeve, swallowed the blood rushing from his throat, and called out in a low voice: "Xier, Xier."

Whether it was the pain or the ruthlessness of the Dao, Jiang Sihan's vision began to deteriorate. A thin layer of black fog seemed to shroud his vision, but he could only make out the outline of a person.

I don’t know if that person is Xier, so I can only call out to see if I can get Xier to respond a little bit.

Looking at the outstretched hand, Lin Xuxi took a small step back, unwilling to have any more physical contact with him. Her eyes were full of scrutiny and disgust, devoid of any love.

Jiang Sihan was now at the end of his strength, and the next move had exhausted all his energy. After standing for a while, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

"Puff--" Jiang Sihan was unable to swallow the blood and spat it all out, staining the collar of his shirt red.

"Xi'er, Xi'er." Jiang Sihan sat weakly on the ground, lying on the edge of the bed. With blood in his mouth, he kept calling Xi'er, Xi'er.

Lin Xuxi watched coldly from the sidelines, not worried at all, but rather relieved. What was the point of pretending now? It was ridiculous. When Jiang Sihan had the knife stuck in her heart, trying to dig out her spirit bones, it wasn't enough. She still remembered all those vicious words. Who was he showing this to now?

It's really fun.

The Sect Master looked at Xi'er's indifferent expression, then at Han'er's miserable condition. He took the initiative to explain, "I've seen both the Ruthless Dao and that secret technique. Han'er must be suffering from the backlash now. Even if she doesn't destroy her own cultivation, it will be difficult for her to recover." When the Ruthless Dao is ruthless, one's cultivation advances by a thousand miles, and when one is emotional, one suffers from the pain of the heart, just like now.

Therefore, people with weak minds are advised not to practice the ruthless way, otherwise they will only harm others and themselves.

"Xier." Jiang Sihan's eyes went dark due to the pain, but he just kept calling Xier as if he was programmed.

Lin Xuxi felt unlucky when she heard this and turned to ask her master, "Sect Master, you didn't ask me to come here just to let me see him like this and vent my anger, right?"

Although this was said in jest, it was also a test. She wanted to test the master's reason for calling her here before deciding whether to take action.

"I came here to ask you to help him destroy his cultivation," the Sect Master said in a deep voice. He made this decision because he was biased and wanted Xi'er to take revenge.

In his memory, the Sect Master saw what Han'er had done, and he was indeed furious. Even if he became a cripple, the Sect Master could still use elixirs to cleanse his bones and marrow. The ruthless way was one of the sources of Xi'er's pain, and perhaps her coming would be a relief.

"Master, you are the one who teaches Jiang Sihan. I don't have the qualifications." But Lin Xuxi refused. She couldn't guarantee that she would only destroy her cultivation and not take Jiang Sihan's life.

If Jiang Sihan was really killed, Rong Xin might also fall into his trap. She wanted to ascend to the Daozu level through her own cultivation and hard work, and then make these people pay the price.

"You have." The clan leader nodded.

"Xi'er, Xi'er." Jiang Sihan was spitting blood and calling out. He was now somewhat unconscious and choked with sobs, "I know I was wrong, Xi'er. I really know I was wrong. Xi'er, where are you, Xi'er, my Xi'er."

Lin Xuxi lowered her eyes, thought for a while, and then sighed: "Master, you should do it." She didn't want to dirty her hands now, but she couldn't guarantee that she could suppress her hatred for Jiang Sihan.

Her heart still ached from that sword, she was not a saint.

"Okay." Finally, the Sect Master didn't come forward and said softly, "Xi'er, in Master's opinion, your feud with Han'er ends here. Can you agree to this?"

"No." Lin Xuxi refused bluntly. She smiled and said, "Master, the sword piercing here hurts a lot. In those years, I was like a dog, like a mouse, but not like a human. You also saw everything I went through. Yes, Rong Xin was wrong, but was it only Rong Xin's fault? Are they not wrong? What they did, if I hadn't still considered my cultivation, do you think they would be alive now?"

Yes, the tiger that acts as an accomplice to the tiger is the culprit and the mastermind. But are the accomplices innocent?

No, they are not innocent, they are equally hateful. What a person has done is done, it cannot be offset by making up an excuse, nor can it be said that nothing will happen after making amends.

Even after a broken mirror is mended, it still has cracks. But what good is a cracked mirror?

The Sect Master hesitated to speak, then sighed, "Forget it. Once you ascend to Daozu, I'm afraid I won't be able to stop you. You decide for yourself."

"Yes, Sect Master." Lin Xuxi stepped aside. She didn't plan to leave, so she just watched from the side. Seeing how much pain Jiang Sihan was in and listening to his wails, it must have been like hearing heavenly music that suddenly cleared her ears.

The sect leader stepped forward, helped Han'er up, and put him on the jade bed to sit down.

"Master, Master." Jiang Sihan grabbed his master's hand. Although he couldn't see it now, he could feel it. He begged, "Master, I want to see Xier, please, I want to see Xier. Master, I want to see Xier, I want to see Xier, I want to see her, please."

The Sect Master turned around to look at Xi'er standing in the corner and said soothingly, "You are not fit to see Xi'er now. Let's talk after you recover. First, I will destroy your cultivation. Otherwise, if you continue like this, all your internal organs will be damaged."

"No, Master." Jiang Sihan was helped to sit back down. He was sweating from the pain but still held his master's hand tightly, refusing to let go. He begged, "Master, please let me see Xier. I beg you."

A black fog covered his eyes and he could no longer see who was in front of him, but he still insisted on seeing Xier.

"I just heard her voice, I heard Xier's voice. I know she doesn't want to see me, but I really want to tell her that I was wrong, very wrong, and ask if she can forgive me."

Lin Xuxi raised her eyebrows slightly, not caring about these words, and even felt a little bored.