Not for One Person, Only for All Under Heaven

"Stand firm on your feet by the camp, set up an altar to invite the immortals.

First invite the fox, then the yellow, invite the long python and the sad king.

The fox family serves as the commander, the yellow family as the vanguard, the long python as the guard, and the sad king as the hall master..."

Ling Xuanxiao didn't understand why the old man, the dignified Sect Leader of Shushan, was teaching him this Art of Invoking Deities.

And he was invoking the old man himself.

Soon, Ling Xuanxiao felt another power enter his body.

Immediately after, his body began to move uncontrollably.

"Only the pure Path of Ruthlessness can activate the Shushan Sword! If your heart is not pure enough, you will surely be wounded by the Shushan Sword."

The old man's words echoed in his mind.

Ling Xuanxiao opened his eyes, which were now shining with golden light.

He formed a sword finger with his right hand and raised it high above his head.

Then, he brought it down cleanly.

As if severing something, he let out a soft shout.

"Die!!"

At the same time, within the sword formation, sword energy crisscrossed, attacking Fanyue like a storm.

Fanyue repelled the countless sword strikes.

However, amidst this fierce exchange, the Shushan Sword suddenly erupted with a powerful force. The sword body hummed and instantly turned into a dazzling stream of golden light.

"No... don't! Don't kill me, I beg you."

Fanyue knew he was powerless to resist now, tears welling up in his eyes.

"I only beg you to let me see Lin Wanqing. I only beg you. I have never begged anyone before, and you still won't let me go? I have already paid the price for this.

Even if I have made mistakes in the past, why can't you give me a chance?

You say I killed innocent people, but they only lost their lives. I lost my love!!

I have atoned for my sins, why can't you let me go and give me a chance!"

There were no extra words. With a dull "thump," the golden light pierced Fanyue's body without obstruction.

No blood flowed from Fanyue's body. Instead, strands of golden threads slowly emerged from the wound.

These golden threads seemed to have a life of their own, spreading rapidly and entwining Fanyue's body.

As more and more golden threads wrapped around him, Fanyue's once solid body began to peel off and fall apart like shattered porcelain, piece by piece.

Each fragment shimmered with a faint light, gradually dissipating in the air until it turned into nothingness.

"..."

Ling Xuanxiao removed the talisman and made a hand seal.

The lingering soul in the back mountain of Tongtian Peak vanished without a trace from the world.

This soul was originally a ghost accomplice he had captured.

A ghost accomplice is someone who aids a demon. After being killed by a tiger demon, they become a ghost accomplice, helping the tiger demon lure more innocent people.

As for the mechanical dog, it had also turned into dust in the explosion. The corrosive liquid inside flowed out, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.

After clearing away all traces of his presence, Ling Xuanxiao finally coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"The Shushan Sword Formation is indeed powerful..."

If it weren't for the old man possessing him, coupled with Ling Xuanxiao's pure and thorough Path of Ruthlessness, Even if he knew the incantation for the Shushan Sword Formation, he would have been devoured by the formation.

Ling Xuanxiao took the prepared medicine and did not rush to leave.

Instead, he continued to review the actions in his mind, about seven or eight... about ten times.

Well, there shouldn't be any problems.

The smoothness of this plan exceeded Ling Xuanxiao's imagination.

He had originally prepared five backup plans.

He had also simulated hundreds of unexpected situations.

After all, not everything can go according to plan.

What if Fanyue happened to meet a Shushan disciple on the way and they casually helped him catch the mechanical dog?

What if Fanyue arrived at the back mountain of Tongtian Peak and didn't stubbornly search for the mechanical dog?

What if Fanyue ignored the sound of the flute...

There was also the uncertainty of whether the Shushan Sword Formation could actually kill Fanyue.

There were many unexpected events, all things considered.

However, as it was carried out, everything went unexpectedly smoothly.

Li Xuanxiao never showed his face from beginning to end, not even leaking a trace of his aura.

Three reincarnations... could there be a fourth?

Let's do our best and leave the rest to fate.

"..."

The Shushan Sword Formation vibrated, alerting the entire Shushan hierarchy.

By the time the Deputy Sect Leader arrived with his men, they had no idea what had happened.

They initially thought the Sect Leader had entered the Shushan Sword Formation.

After all, only the Sect Leader in Shushan knew the incantation for the sword formation.

They had no choice but to send someone to summon Sect Leader Lingxu, who was in seclusion.

As Sect Leader Lingxu opened the Jade Gate, he quickly discovered the anomaly within the sword formation.

There were clear signs of a battle.

But other than the traces of a fight, nothing else was left behind.

Lingxu inspected the area inside and out. It was certain that someone had intruded into the sword formation.

But besides the Shushan Sect Leader, who else could enter the sword formation?

And even be able to activate the Shushan Sword!?

Sect Leader Lingxu was filled with questions.

To investigate this matter, Shushan was placed under strict security for over three months.

It couldn't be said that they found nothing, but they truly didn't discover any useful clues.

The man named Fanyue, brought back by Lin Wanqing of Silver Sword Peak, had disappeared without a trace.

A disciple mentioned that the last time they saw him, it seemed to be on a white crane.

After that, they didn't pay much attention.

The Shushan Sword Formation was not damaged, and there were no other abnormalities within Shushan.

The matter was dropped, but after this incident.

Shushan began assigning disciples to guard the Shushan Sword Formation at all times.

The day Li Xuanxiao ended his seclusion coincided with the Third Senior Sister, Lin Wanqing, preparing to descend the mountain.

Lin Wanqing believed that Fanyue must have gone down the mountain.

"He's so foolish, so naive. What if he's deceived by someone? I have to go find him," Lin Wanqing said.

Li Xuanxiao comforted his senior sister, "Senior Sister, perhaps he suddenly regained his memories.

And forgot the memories from when he was amnesiac, naturally forgetting why he was in Shushan.

So, he rushed down the mountain.

Isn't that how things are in the human world? Some people come, and some people go.

Everyone has their own unique mission and journey.

Some people meet and get to know us, perhaps it's just the god of fate gently plucking a string at a certain moment.

And when they turn to leave, they are nothing more than a small interlude in this grand symphony.

Since fate brought us together, why should we be overly attached or desperately cling to each other even if we eventually part?

After all, life itself is full of countless variables and unknowns.

Let everything take its natural course. Believe that what is meant to come will come, and what is meant to go cannot be held back."

Facing Li Xuanxiao's persuasion, Lin Wanqing simply shook her head.

"You don't understand. Since I met him, he's been my only hope."

Li Xuanxiao was silent for a moment. "Senior Sister, then why did you travel thousands of miles, enduring hardships, to join an immortal sect, was it to meet someone you could entrust your life to?

Shushan disciples never act for one person, but for all under heaven."

Lin Wanqing gave a wry smile. "I don't have your steadfast resolve... It seems I'm truly not suited for cultivation. Actually, to live a life according to one's own wishes, even if it's short, is quite remarkable."

Li Xuanxiao said nothing more, only bidding her farewell.