Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

Ji Wushuang did not show anger, disgust or question her as Xia Yi had imagined, but just looked at her quietly.

Xia Yi gritted his teeth and said, "It was indeed me who prevented the truth from being exposed back then, so Feng Ying couldn't see through Feng Zi and the others' plan... Aren't you going to ask me why?"

Ji Wushuang folded his arms and remained silent for a long time before saying, "So... did you see something?"

Xia Yi's pupils narrowed and he looked at Ji Wushuang in disbelief.

"H-how do you know?"

Ji Wushuang smiled. If Xia Yi had not helped Feng Zi and Feng Zhen, she should have been born smoothly in the Qianyun World and born as an imperial princess. At the same time... she would have been born a cripple.

Because she didn't have the origin of the God's Tomb, she couldn't activate the power of no system at all.

Therefore, even with Feng Ying's protection, she would probably follow the same path as the Immortal Sword Master after her reincarnation...

Because she has no spiritual energy, she can only use her sword to protect herself.

Only this time, her sword will be sharper than before.

Moreover, Feng Ying died in an ambush in the void...Without her spiritual power, she probably couldn't save Feng Ying.

So... Feng Ying should die because of their calculations.

Without Feng Ying, she would definitely be abandoned again.

Her mind would be filled with countless hatreds, towards humanity, towards all living things, towards the future, towards everything...

She thought, maybe she would really destroy everything without hesitation...right?

"My guess."

"..."

Xia Yi felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest. He just stared at Ji Wushuang, not knowing what to do for a moment. Unexpectedly, Ji Wushuang put the little old lady down properly and fed her two sips of the Life Spring to make sure she would not die suddenly. He left a sentence "You have a good rest" and wanted to get up and leave.

Xia Yi had already prepared himself to endure Ji Wushuang's anger, but he did not expect her to say it so calmly.

She couldn't help but tremble all over and murmured, "Where are you going?"

"Uh, do you want me to stay? Aren't you afraid of my revenge?"

Xia Yi: “…”

Seeing Xia Yi's face turn green, Ji Wushuang laughed and started to leave.

Xia Yi realized belatedly that he had been fooled by this girl again, and gritted his teeth and said, "Come back, let's talk."

"Okay." Ji Wushuang turned back and sat down opposite Xia Yi. She raised her thick eyelashes and looked at her seriously. "Ask whatever you want to ask."

"Don't you hate me?"

"...It's hard to say." Ji Wushuang murmured, "But actually... the person who's hurt the most, the one who should hate you the most... isn't me, it's Feng Ying. But she didn't say anything. It's obvious that if she had just betrayed you, she could easily gain favor with me, but she didn't. She took all the blame on herself, so I think... you must be very important to her, or maybe... she actually respects you very much?"

When Xia Yi heard this, he finally couldn't hold back his emotions and his eyes turned red.

Ji Wushuang smiled again and said, "Besides, you are already on your deathbed. It seems that it doesn't matter whether I kill you or not. You are already dying. If I kill you again, it will only make Feng Ying sad... Although I don't call her mother, in my heart, she is my mother. So revenge or not, there is no point, right?"

Ji Wushuang was willing to give the old man a last bit of dignity for Feng Ying's "face".

Suddenly remembering something, Ji Wushuang added: "Oh, by the way, you also taught me Taoism. You are my teacher, so I won't kill you."

Xia Yi finally couldn't hold back the whimpering sound of a trapped beast from the depths of her throat. She reached out and grabbed the hem of Ji Wushuang's clothes.

She seemed to want to say something.

But all the words I wanted to say were swallowed into my stomach.

She didn't know how to describe her mood, let alone how to describe her "expectations".

Expect Ji Wushuang to hate her? Kill her?

This way she was free.

But will Ji Wushuang...end up like the one in "Asking the Sky"?

Expect her to let her go and not hate her?

For her, this was an indescribable torment...

Ji Wushuang sighed softly and patted her shoulder gently, "If it's nothing else, Wushuang will leave first."

Xia Yi raised his old face and stopped Ji Wushuang again: "Wait."

Ji Wushuang looked back, and a ray of light suddenly shot into her brow. Her mind was spinning, and she finally managed to stand steady. When she looked up at Xia Yi again, her body had become even older...

The whole person looked like he had completely lost his "human form", like a thin layer of human skin hanging lightly on the skeleton, which was very creepy.

Xia Yi's eyeballs gradually turned gray, as if covered with a layer of dust.

Ji Wushuang raised his hand and touched his forehead. It was extremely hot. As soon as he touched it, countless images flashed through his mind, almost bursting Ji Wushuang's head.

She quickly withdrew her hand and shook her head vigorously to keep herself awake. At the same time, she also understood that the thing that had just been imprinted in her brow... might be Xiayi's "inheritance".

She took a deep breath, looked up at Xia Yi and said, "Such a valuable thing, you gave me a world destroyer, aren't you afraid?"

Xia Yi looked at Ji Wushuang with difficulty and chuckled hoarsely, "That child said...even if it means making the whole world his enemy, he will protect you..."

The "child" he was referring to was naturally Feng Ying.

Between "an uncertain future" and "Ji Wushuang", she firmly chose her child.

Ji Wushuang paused for a moment, staring blankly at Xia Yi. "Are you saying that Feng Ying also knows the result of your question to the sky?"

Xia Yi drooped her eyelids, death gradually enveloped her, and time seemed to have pressed the accelerator button for her.

Her skin gradually melted, revealing her pitiful flesh and blood, which then turned into ashes bit by bit.

"Yes, she... knows..." She was still trying her best to speak, very slowly, as if she came from eternity, slowly sliding into the abyss and nothingness, "So, so... so I want to believe that child once... and..." believe you once.

But Xia Yi could no longer say the last words.

Because she had gradually turned into a handful of quicksand, carried by the wind and dancing melodiously, and scattered into the boundless sky...

Ji Wushuang looked up at the sky. The fine sand was sparkling with star-like light and surging for a long time.

Ji Wushuang clenched his hands hanging by his side, and after a long while he said, "Aren't you coming out yet?"

Feng Ying then stepped out from the darkness and casually threw a ring to Ji Wushuang.

The ring contains the void monsters killed by Feng Ying and Xiao Li in the Guixu Sea, and they just forgot to give them to Ji Wushuang.

She returned for the ring, but she never expected...

Ji Wushuang took the ring and looked back at her, "Since you're here, why don't you see her one last time?"

Feng Ying shook her head and murmured, "No need to see her."

Ji Wushuang didn't ask why, but simply walked over to Feng Ying and looked up with her to see the stardust disappear into the void...

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Ying suddenly heard the girl beside her calling softly.

"Thank you, mother."