Chapter 131#
The Disciple’s Rebirth and Revenge (End)#
Due to Lin Xiaodong’s performance that afternoon, the entire Yunxiao Sect relaxed their guard against him.
—Therefore, no one could have imagined that on the third night, Lin Xiaodong actually ran away!
Having not seen him all day, Elder Cheng thought Lin Xiaodong had gone down the mountain to see his fellow disciples and didn’t take it to heart. But when the sun set and night fell, and he still hadn’t seen the young man’s figure on Warm Sun Peak, Elder Cheng finally sensed something was wrong.
He suddenly pushed open the door, only to see an empty room and neatly folded bedding on the bed.
And a note pressed on the table with an inkstone.
On it was only a very short line of writing:
“Mountains are high and waters are far, do not miss me.”
Elder Cheng’s first reaction was: why would Lin Xiaodong leave?
But soon, a more important problem was placed before him: the young man was gone, so what about the formation?
He silently gripped the note, his heart filled with mixed emotions. But after hesitating again and again, Elder Cheng closed the door and pretended as if nothing had happened.
It wasn’t until the fifth day, when the Sect Leader personally came to Warm Sun Peak and saw that he could no longer hide it, that Elder Cheng reluctantly revealed the truth.
The Sect Leader almost fainted on the spot. His face turned red with anger, his lips trembled, but he didn’t know what to say. Finally, he could only glare at Elder Cheng’s unmoving appearance and fiercely flicked his sleeve.
“You!”
No matter how much he felt for Lin Xiaodong, the Sect Leader still had to consider the thousands of disciples and elders of the Yunxiao Sect. Moreover, once something happened to the formation, the billions of common people in the Immortal and Human Realms would all suffer!
“Call Xiao Nian for me,” he said solemnly. “No matter what, find him for me before the deadline!”
However, the person sent to find Xiao Nian soon returned alone to report: “Sect Leader, Immortal Venerable Xiao is not at Cold Maple Mountain either.”
The Sect Leader turned around abruptly: “What? Then where did he go?”
Could it be that Lin Xiaodong’s disappearance was related to him again?
“I don’t know,” the person shook his head in distress. “But Immortal Venerable Xiao even left behind his sword, Lige, which he always carries. He also left a message in his room saying…” He suddenly closed his mouth and lowered his head, not daring to speak anymore.
“Speak!” the Sect Leader shouted sternly. “What else did Xiao Nian say?”
The man swallowed and said hoarsely:
“He said he won’t be coming back.”
Lin Xiaodong left very casually.
It didn’t matter where he went; the Yunxiao Sect would definitely send someone to find him, and as for that candidate…
“As expected, it’s you.”
A gust of wind blew, and the young man leaning against the root of a tree half-asleep opened his eyes, calmly looking at the white-clothed Immortal Venerable standing before him.
The man didn’t bring a sword; he stood empty-handed on the barren ground, his thin lips tightly pursed, those jet-black eyes as calm and waveless as ever.
And not far from them was the location of the formation.
“Let’s settle this,” Lin Xiaodong smiled and rolled up his sleeve, revealing the black marks on his arm covered by the fabric. “My time is running out. It seems that the laws still don’t allow a dead person to return to the world of the living.”
Xiao Nian parted his lips slightly, his voice almost completely drowned out by the howling wind: “What do you want to do?”
“Kill you.”
Lin Xiaodong was concise.
Only near the formation, where the demonic energy reached an extreme value, could his strength be maximized, and Xiao Nian’s Heartless Path would be suppressed by the demonic energy. This shift in power was Lin Xiaodong’s only chance to face Xiao Nian head-on and take him out.
The system was startled by his words: “The mission isn’t finished yet, don’t you want the Good Person Card anymore?”
Lin Xiaodong said nothing.
He had his own plans. If everything went smoothly, he could not only take revenge on Xiao Nian but also get the last Good Person Card from the man.
The system still had some doubts: “But…”
But Lin Xiaodong had already pushed himself up from the ground. He looked straight into Xiao Nian’s eyes, the corners of his mouth curling into a slightly mocking arc: “You came to find me and didn’t even bring a sword?”
“Why should I bring a sword?” Xiao Nian asked back.
Faced with such hostility, a slight arc actually appeared at the corners of the man’s lips.
This made Lin Xiaodong’s brows furrow involuntarily, and he sneered: “Why else? Naturally, it’s because Immortal Venerable Xiao cares about the world, so he came to find me to place righteousness above family.”
Unexpectedly, Xiao Nian laughed upon hearing this: “So, you’re admitting you’re my ‘family’?”
Lin Xiaodong’s eyebrows jumped fiercely: “Stop being so glib!”
The young man pulled a sword from his waist and threw it to the other party without blinking. Seeing Xiao Nian instinctively catch the hilt, he said in an indifferent tone: “Make a decision. Either you make my soul perish, or I pierce your heart with demonic energy.”
“But Master, you should also be clear,” he curled his lips and suddenly revealed a gentle smile, “If you die under my demonic energy today, then the entire Immortal and Human Realms will be buried with me.”
As the words fell, Lin Xiaodong stopped talking nonsense and directly drove all the demonic energy to attack the man in white!
Xiao Nian quickly dodged the attack. He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say something to Lin Xiaodong, but Lin Xiaodong didn’t give him the chance. At the location of the formation, his demonic energy was as continuous as ocean waves, and for a while, it actually pressed down on Xiao Nian until he had no power to fight back.
“If you don’t use your sword, then just wait for death!”
Lin Xiaodong didn’t care what he was thinking. He stepped closer and closer to the disheveled man surrounded by demonic energy. Smelling the faint threads of bloody scent floating in the air, his eyes glowed red like a demon’s, and the corners of his mouth split into a hearty, unrestrained smile.
Xiao Nian caught a glimpse of the expression on the young man’s face from the corner of his eye. With a momentary pause in his movement, a flaw was caught. The demonic energy swept across like a long whip, leaving a hideous wound that almost pierced through his body at his abdomen!
The man immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. Using the sword in his hand for support, he retreated a dozen feet before stabilizing himself.
“Master, is this all you’ve got?”
Lin Xiaodong tilted his head, showing quite a bit of disappointment in his expression.
This little brat!
Xiao Nian pulled the corners of his mouth, slowly stood up, gazed at the young man surrounded by rolling demonic energy not far away, and slowly drew the Yunxiao Sword.
The Yunxiao Sword was originally the foundation sword of the world. However, because every generation of hosts died unnaturally, over thousands of years, its aura had gradually changed. Sensing the surrounding blood scent, the Yunxiao Sword hummed excitedly, and the originally bright blade glowed with an ominous red light.
“That’s more like it.”
Lin Xiaodong took a deep breath, suppressed the excitement in his heart, compressed all the demonic energy into a sword, and pointed the tip at Xiao Nian on the other side: “Master, excuse me!”
In the blink of an eye, he arrived before Xiao Nian. If Xiao Nian hadn’t raised his sword in time to block, he would have had his head cut off by Lin Xiaodong already.
But Lin Xiaodong hadn’t practiced swordsmanship for long, and Xiao Nian was injured, so this battle between master and disciple was temporarily deadlocked. In the bitter stalemate, the man suddenly smiled in relief: “It seems it’s time to properly teach you what it means to respect one’s master.”
He withdrew the power from the Yunxiao Sword, suddenly took a half-step back, slowly let out a breath of turbid air, and regardless of the tearing pain at the wound, gathered all his spiritual energy into the Yunxiao Sword.
The final blow!
Lin Xiaodong also understood this was the key moment that would decide victory or defeat. He quickly said to the system: “Prepare to disconnect.” Immediately, all the demonic energy drifting in the world was drawn in by him, swirling into a crazy giant vortex.
The surging energy distorted time and space. In a daze, scenes flashed before Lin Xiaodong’s eyes—
“You ask why this Immortal Lord has come here? Naturally, it’s for official business.”
When they first met under the peach tree, he looked at his future master with a smile and said briskly.
“What, did you only just realize I was pursuing you? Hahaha, what’s with that expression?”
“Let’s be honest. I fancy you. Gu, do you want to be with me?”
Talking late at night, he stared intensely at the man sitting on the stone stool whose expression had suddenly frozen, asking unhurriedly with a gaze that seemed calm but was actually nervous.
“Let’s keep official business official, and private business private. Your business is my private business.”
“I trust you. These memories are my most important possessions; don’t lose them.”
After a kiss ended, he rested his chin on the man’s broad shoulder and said with a smile.
“Gu Xi… Xiao Nian… where did you go? The person talking to me now, who exactly is it!?”
After losing his memory, he looked at the Xiao Nian who was exactly the same as before, but felt only a bone-chilling coldness.
Countless intense emotions surged into his heart. Lin Xiaodong was momentarily dazed, and by the time he reacted, he finally saw Xiao Nian’s horrified expression as his face changed color abruptly.
He looked down.
The blade of the Yunxiao Sword had pierced through his chest. The splashing blood stained half his body and also stained Xiao Nian’s fingers.
“Ding, Good Person Card +1.”
Although the ending was similar to what Lin Xiaodong had thought—Gu Xi thought he had deliberately run into the Yunxiao Sword to die—it was actually because he was distracted that he died… his body swayed, and as he fell, he was still thinking that he must not let the man find out the truth.
“Xiaodong!”
Xiao Nian held Lin Xiaodong tightly in his arms. Seeing blood slowly flow from the corner of the young man’s lips, his expression instantly went blank.
06 was scared half to death: “Sir! Mr. Gu, wake up!”
You’re not the real Xiao Nian!
But no matter how it called out hoarsely, trying to wake Gu Xi’s consciousness, the man remained immersed in the scene where he had personally pierced his lover’s chest, unable to hear any sound from the outside world.
Until Lin Xiaodong barely opened his eyes and tremblingly grabbed his wrist.
“Xiaodong…”
Gu Xi lowered his head and stared blankly at the dying young man in his arms. For a moment, he couldn’t distinguish between reality and fantasy, only caring to block the still-bleeding wound with his hand, but it was all in vain.
His face gradually became distorted, his pale lips trembled uncontrollably. Seeing him like this, Lin Xiaodong really wanted to slap the man awake if he had any strength left.
“A life for a life,” his voice grew lower and lower. “The promise back then, you didn’t keep it… you deserve it.”
After recovering his memory and knowing that Xiao Nian was Gu Xi, Lin Xiaodong asked himself: revenge was definitely necessary, after all, he had suffered so much. But if he really were to drive the man crazy… he couldn’t bear it himself.
So, let it be.
Gu Xi only felt as if his heart had been cruelly gouged out.
As expected, Lin Xiaodong remembered, he thought despairingly.
He didn’t want him anymore.
“Next world, I’ll wait for your explanation.”
Lin Xiaodong dropped his hand and sighed as he finished his last sentence, the last bit of light in his eyes finally extinguished completely.
But these words were like a lifeline given to Gu Xi. In an instant, the man’s eyes brightened.
He wiped the blood from the person’s face with his sleeve and pressed Lin Xiaodong’s forehead tightly against his own. His expression was a mix of laughter and crying, and his eyes were filled with a crazed, obsessive color, like a dying person clutching the last ray of light.
“…Alright.”