I am just a mortal, why do you all worship me as a saint?

Aside from herself, Yue Ru had already shattered her only connection to the past.

There was no hesitation.

The disappearance of the Soul Jade is enough to prove that Yue Ru is now a "dead person". A dead person will naturally not receive much attention, unless the time comes and this dead person will stand above the heavens again in some way that he cannot imagine.

Even if Qin Yiyao reports back to Ling Xuzi now, saying that Yue Ru is dead, Ling Xuzi can only believe it, since he has no ability to verify it.

"I understand what you mean."

Qin Yiyao ran her fingertips over the remaining fragments of the Soul Jade, her face showing no surprise, only a slight nod.

Yue Ru did not intend to go with her.

Although she had expected this outcome, she still couldn't help but sigh.

Having never been to the Epoch Cemetery, it was impossible for her to guess what Yue Ru had experienced inside, or what she would do if she were to escape one day.

perhaps.

At this moment, besides the relief of surviving the ordeal, Yue Ru's heart was filled with nothing but the desire for revenge.

If we don't seek revenge, can we simply erase the past with a stroke of the pen?

Obviously not.

If it were Qin Yiyao herself, she would never compromise so easily.

"How is my master?"

After shattering the Soul Jade, Yue Ru actually felt relieved.

During this time, she had actually been observing Qin Yiyao.

After learning that Qin Yiyao came from the Jade Emperor Palace, Yue Ru did not make contact with her easily. Although Qin Yiyao could not possibly threaten her in terms of strength, the immortal civilization had thousands of techniques and unpredictable tricks. Who knew if the immortal civilization had really let her go?

The Soul Jade was in her master's hands, but ever since Yue Ru was exiled, she had no way of knowing any news about her master.

It is unknown whether he was implicated because of his sin of disrespecting the gods.

So we have to wait.

Caution is the only essence that allowed Yue Ru to survive in the Epoch Cemetery.

After waiting a long time, Yue Ru finally made up her mind.

This promising young woman has a connection with her master.

"Lingxuzi's palm technique is very good."

Qin Yiyao said softly, "He often mentions you."

"Oh? Is it because you have such talent that you're considering taking you on as a disciple?"

Yue Ru chuckled and said, "You have such cultivation before you are even ten thousand years old. Your future achievements will surely be great. My master does love talent, but there are some geniuses who are not his teachers."

You're absolutely right.

Qin Yiyao raised an eyebrow.

It's no wonder they're master and disciple; even after so long apart, he can still understand his thoughts so thoroughly.

This reminded Qin Yiyao of her master.

However, unlike Yue Ru, she couldn't figure out Gu Heng's thoughts. In fact, she never knew what Gu Heng was planning. His thoughts were like the deep sea, impossible to explore.

"Tell my master that I have other things to do."

Yue Ru straightened her simple, somewhat tattered clothes.

"Revenge?" Qin Yiyao said indifferently.

"Do not."

Yue Ru scoffed at it.

"Revenge is meaningless to me now."

"Do you know what you learn first after being exiled to the Epoch Graveyard?"

Qin Yiyao shook her head.

"It's ironic."

"Those who disrespect the gods will be subjected to such extreme punishments. The dangers of the Epochal Graveyard cannot be explained in a few words. Those gods and those who exercise their power on their behalf originally intended to make people feel the supreme power of the gods through endless torment, and understand that the gods are supreme beings that no mortal can overstep..."

"But the Epoch Cemetery is filled with the remains of gods!"

Yue Ru's eyes instantly turned fierce.

"What about gods? They still end up dying and being forgotten by all living beings in that burial ground!"

"Anyone who enters the Epoch Graveyard will no longer have the slightest reverence for the gods, because once they discover that gods do not only bleed, but can actually die and become uncared-for corpses, what is the point of talking about the supreme status of the gods?"

A faint look of disdain appeared on Yue Ru's face.

That contempt sent a chill down Qin Yiyao's spine; it was as if, in that instant, she read an emotion in Yue Ru's eyes.

A kind of fanaticism that will exhaust all its strength, even at the cost of its life, to drag the gods down from their altar and trample them ruthlessly!

Qin Yiyao suddenly had a sense of déjà vu.

This kind of fervor is so familiar.

The followers of the Great Enemy of the Epoch, perhaps, all harbored this obsession, which is why they became the most fanatical believers!

Perhaps during the period immediately following Yue Ru's exile, she still harbored thoughts of revenge, but now her words reveal little trace of hatred.

It is a mission.

What could be purer than the grand and supreme mission of personally destroying a god?

Qin Yiyao didn't have much of an opinion about gods, but just as she had this thought in her mind, she felt the same fervor rising within her.

have to say.

This is really interesting.

"But your injury... doesn't seem too good."

Qin Yiyao looked at the countless gray marks all over Yue Ru's body. The concepts of those dead gods were eroding and entrenched on her, gnawing at her soul and life force like insects.

It seems like there's no hope for them.

No matter what, the power of gods is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, let alone surpassing. Any cultivator who is entangled by this thing that is more poisonous than poison itself will probably have to slowly wait to die, and this process will probably be particularly agonizing.

No strong person with conviction and ambition wants to end up waiting for their death.

"I'm not worried about that."

Yue Ru gave a self-deprecating laugh, raised her hand and conjured a wisp of gray thread. Within the gray thread, one could vaguely hear an extremely vicious roar, "The Epoch Graveyard is full of the remains of fallen gods. Their conceptual power clashed with each other, yet formed a strange balance in the face of adversity. I learned to devour these remnants, using poison to fight poison, which barely saved my life and even helped me break through to the Nirvana Realm."

"If you want to survive, you have to try to find a way out yourself."

Qin Yiyao was completely certain.

This is a woman who requires absolutely no one's worry, not even Ling Xuzi's.

She survived and successfully saw the outside world; what more needs to be said?

"It's time for you to go."

Yue Ru withdrew her power.

"I think the Jade Emperor Palace can't keep a genius like you. You are not on the same path as us. It's best not to have too much karmic connection with us, the outcasts of civilization."

"Otherwise, you'll only drag yourself down with you."

Qin Yiyao nodded silently.

That's right. Her goal has been achieved. Since Yue Ru doesn't want to leave, she can simply report the truth to Ling Xuzi.

In any case, judging from Yue Ru's condition, she no longer needs Ling Xu Zi.

"I have another question I'd like to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

"Did you see a man named Gu Heng in the Epoch Cemetery?"

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PS: Daily tasks completed.

Start making the porridge.