Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

The Jade Corpse Puppet swung its scythe, creating a chilling sound, as it met Elder Qian's sword. The two weapons clashed with a piercing sound.

She had been waiting for this battle for a long time.

When family members are separated and one's mind fades away.

The light that had wandered away did indeed return to her, as if it could catch a glimpse of the figure who had fought tirelessly in the past.

unwilling.

"Clang!"

Accompanied by Elder Qian's roar, the oblivious and unaware Cold Jade Corpse Puppet carried out the killing command, wiping out everything.

She was resentful when she overpowered her fellow disciples but failed to obtain the position of a personal disciple.

So the killing led the sect leader at the time to accept this ill-fated relationship and seize what he wanted.

She committed numerous evils, giving the Star-Picking Tower an excuse to sacrifice her to the Purple Qi. She was unwilling to become the victim.

Therefore, he committed murder, betrayed the Star-Picking Tower, and fled into the martial world.

She was seriously injured. I can kill when I am strong, and I can also kill when someone is powerful. She could accept it, but she was not willing to end it like this.

She was arrogant and conceited; how could she be like a pebble thrown into a lake, causing only a tiny ripple and then disappearing without a trace?

Born at the wrong time.

She was neither born in a prosperous era nor in a chaotic one; she was born precisely in a stagnant pool of water.

The four sects set up a chessboard, all impeccably dressed.

She could exchange the pieces in her hand, maintain peace through the sacrifice of others, and trade one life for another—if she wanted to kill, she could not find such a high-sounding excuse.

The jade corpse puppet, carrying a scythe, exuded murderous intent.

This puppet possessed an extremely strong fighting spirit. Even when left to its own devices, it held its own. The judgment and decision-making abilities it demonstrated in battle during its lifetime were etched into its bones after death.

This is a puppet that can suppress a nascent soul.

It had lost its flesh and blood, its thoughts, and the old wounds that had tormented it before its death were gone, and all the obstacles that could hinder its fighting were eliminated.

Is there a limit to lifespan?

Then we shall fight again after we die.

She would never be a pebble thrown into the lake, causing only a negligible ripple—

Her death marked the beginning of a massive upheaval that swept through the four sects, overturning the chessboard.

There are four kinds of justice in each of the four categories.

I also have my own path to walk.

Let's see who's weak and who's strong.

Her death was not the end, but the beginning of everything.

Zhu Wuyao was chosen as the successor under the given conditions.

She can't be too clever, can't see through everything too early, because if she did, she wouldn't have embarked on this path; she'd better be restrained by something, pushed onto this path, because if she's insightful and fearless, she can't be swayed by choices; she can't easily contemplate suicide, and must be able to pick herself up after setbacks, because this path is never easy, and the weak are easily crushed; she must be malleable, highly adaptable, and resilient enough...

But she couldn't be too foolish.

When she arrived here, she should have seen all of this clearly and made a conscious choice.

I hope you meet the requirements without being invited.

So when she came here and faced all of this, she knew clearly that there was no way out now.

The pursuit by the Juque Sect, coupled with the current feud with the Qingyun Sect, means that even the Zhaixing Tower will not let her go if she chooses to live a carefree life away from the world.

Moreover, he was carrying a great treasure.

Even if she wanted to give up everything and hand it over, once the news spread, not only the four sects, but all cultivators who coveted the treasures would be unable to distinguish the truth from the falsehood and would covet her, wanting her dead.

She only has one path—

The Spirit Brush devoured Lu Tiaotiao, gaining the power to protect itself and resist the pursuit of other cultivators.

It is possible that Wu Yao did not follow the "arrangement" and obtained an opportunity in the Demon Race's Flying Lake.

Her actions at the time were unexpectedly "foolish." After returning to the Star-Picking Tower, even Sect Leader Fang didn't know how she had obtained that sword strike.

But by then, Zhu Wuyao had already seen through everything and begun to distance himself from Zhaixinglou.

He wouldn't even accept the position of a personal disciple that was offered to him.

When Zhu Wuyao was enticing Lu Tiaotiao to seek the way of swordsmanship together, the only possible variable was Elder Qian.

"Lu Tiaotiao! Draw your sword immediately to break this deadlock! Unlock this secret realm!"

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, he can resist natural disasters, withstand raging fire and torrential rain, and sever the black roots growing on his body.

However, physical strength and spiritual energy are constantly being depleted during the battle and cannot be replenished.

The puppet that had been consecrated relentlessly pursued them.

Logically speaking, as a Nascent Soul stage sword cultivator, when his spiritual power was sufficient, he should have been able to defeat the inanimate puppet and find an opportunity to interfere with the black broadsword that was causing trouble.

They shouldn't be so constrained.

But—he acknowledged Lu Tiaotiao's existence.

He willingly dedicated his swordsmanship to Lu Tiaotiao, believing that Lu Tiaotiao would become the world's strongest swordsman, ensuring the eternal existence of the Qingyun Sect.

Lu Tiaotiao's achievements are his achievements.

Therefore, when Lu Tiaotiao needed his assistance, Elder Qian, who had already sacrificed his own swordsmanship, was powerless to help.

He could no longer influence Lu Tiaotiao's choices.

Elder Qian asked Lu Tiaotiao to break the deadlock, so Zhu Wuyao taught him this life-or-death sword technique to break the deadlock:

"When faced with a life-or-death crisis, with the sword intent contained in your heart, ready to be unleashed, in that instant you will see more, and everything around you will slow down."

"You will see the connections between everything within the situation."

"Who supports whom, who is in a state of mutual antagonism, and who checks and balances whom? They are all interconnected, and a single move can affect the whole situation."

The sword without a blade was raised again, demonstrating the true meaning of the sword strike to Lu Tiaotiao.

life and death.

Dead or Alive.

The movements of the Spirit Brush and Lu Tiaotiao devouring each other slowed down, giving the Spirit Brush time to comprehend the sword strike. The Spirit Brush and Zhu Wuyao were in a state of mutual understanding; it seemed to have guessed what Zhu Wuyao wanted to do, yet it was still somewhat unclear.

"No matter how hopeless the situation, there is always... there is always a glimmer of hope."

"Nothing in the world is perfect. Even the most meticulously planned layout will have flaws. Just remove a single brick or tile, and the entire building will collapse."

Zhu Wuyao's voice was slow but firm. After a moment's thought, Lu Tiaotiao understood the connection between the Oath of the Great Dao and this sword strike, and said:

"Every time I draw my sword, it is a matter of life and death."

There was nothing unusual about this sword strike when it was condensed.

It was like the most ordinary and unremarkable sword strike.

The way Lu Tiaotiao started wielding the sword was like testing the most mediocre sword technique in the virtual realm of swordsmanship.

If you ask who else could discern the extraordinary nature of this sword strike the moment it condensed its intent, it would undoubtedly be Lu Tiaotiao, the ultimate swordsman.

Zhu Wuyao unleashed this sword strike, aiming it at the secret realm with which she coexisted.

He was demonstrating this sword technique to Lu Tiaotiao.

The secret realm had developed a crack, and the healing process was even slower. When she spoke again, Zhu Wuyao's voice seemed even weaker. She said:

"The solution lies within this."

It was like a sword duel, or a discussion of this game.