Bi Xiao's Shock and Choice

"This was bestowed upon me by Master."

"One ten-thousandth."

Qiong Xiao's voice was soft, yet it was like two Primordial Divine Mountains crashing down upon Bi Xiao's heart, crushing all her pride, fury, and unwillingness to pieces.

One ten-thousandth?

Bi Xiao's mind buzzed, leaving her almost incapable of thought.

She looked at the terrifying grand array that toyed with a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal sea beast in the palm of its hand, emanating endless pressure, then at her sister's face, calm yet brimming with supreme confidence.

It was as though an invisible large hand had clenched her heart viciously, nearly stopping it from beating.

With one finger, an array formed; a Primordial Unity was trapped in an instant.

Such unfathomable attainments in array techniques had long surpassed the scope of her understanding.

Even her master, Sect Master Tongtian, needed time to set up the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation—to position the array gates and draw forth its killing aura.

But Qiong Xiao?

She had merely moved her finger.

This was no longer an array. This was Words Manifest as Law; this was the creation of laws!

And such terrifying means were merely one ten-thousandth of what That Man had bestowed upon her?

Then how terrifying must he himself be?

Bi Xiao's gaze uncontrollably fell upon the man once more, the man who had stood with his hands behind his back from beginning to end, without even lifting his eyelids.

Lin Feng.

He was clearly standing right there, neither tall nor imposing, yet in Bi Xiao's eyes his figure rose without end, as though he had become an Avatar of the Great Dao overlooking the ages and holding dominion over all the heavens.

Everything that had happened before flashed madly through her mind like scene after scene.

With a wave of his hand, he had laid down a Mountain Protecting Great Formation capable of devouring even an imitation Saint artifact.

With a flick of his finger, he had healed her near-fatal injuries and even advanced her cultivation by a large section.

And now, he had granted her sister array techniques so heaven-defying they could be called monstrous.

Bi Xiao suddenly felt like the greatest joke in the world.

She had actually wanted to attack him with the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors just now?

That meager bit of cultivation of hers probably did not even amount to a slightly stronger ant in his eyes.

The lineage she had taken pride in, the cultivation she had taken pride in, the magic treasure she had taken pride in—all of it seemed so pale, so laughable, before absolute power that surpassed the limits of comprehension.

"How could this... how could this be..."

Bi Xiao muttered in a daze. With a clang, the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors in her hand fell to the ground.

That top-grade Acquired Spiritual Treasure, which she had once regarded as her very life and which had given her endless confidence, now seemed like nothing more than a fire poker in her eyes. She no longer had the slightest strength to pick it up.

Her Dao heart.

The Dao heart she had tempered through ten thousand years of hard cultivation, steadfast and unshakable, was at this moment riddled with countless cracks, collapsing at an irreversible pace.

She knew her sister's capabilities better than anyone.

When it came to arrays, Qiong Xiao might have talent, but there was no way she could have reached such a miraculous, nearly Dao-like realm in so short a time.

This was not guidance.

This was not instruction.

This was anointing—this was a Saint expounding the Dao. No, it was even more terrifying than a Saint expounding the Dao!

It was directly taking the origin of the Great Dao, breaking it apart, grinding it to pieces, and forcibly stuffing it into Qiong Xiao's Primordial Spirit!

This was the grace of rebirth!

No wonder... no wonder her third sister had willingly called him "Master."

If it were her, if she had received such heaven-defying fortune, then perhaps...

Bi Xiao did not dare think any further.

She looked at the pure, wholehearted worship in Qiong Xiao's eyes, without even the slightest trace of impurity. That gaze was like the sharpest blade, ruthlessly piercing through her final line of defense.

The one who had surrendered was not her sister.

It was herself.

She had been a frog at the bottom of a well, ignorant of the height of heaven and the vastness of earth.

Just as Bi Xiao's mind lost its hold and her Dao heart was about to collapse completely, Lin Feng's indifferent voice rang out once more.

He finally moved.

Slowly turning around, he looked down at Bi Xiao, who stood frozen in place as though her soul had left her body.

His gaze fell upon the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors lying on the ground.

"Your Golden Flood Dragon Scissors were refined from the souls of two ancient Flood Dragons. They are born with the Law of Severance, yet in your hands, they can only be used to cut people."

His tone was flat, devoid of the slightest emotion.

Yet it was like a resounding slap, striking viciously at Bi Xiao's Primordial Spirit.

It could only be used to cut people.

That was right. Ever since obtaining the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, hadn't her greatest achievement been relying on their sharpness to snip a few blind fools to death?

Before true experts, this treasure was useless for anything but sneak attacks; it could not even wound them.

Just like earlier—before Guang Chengzi's imitation Fan Tian Seal, she had not even had a chance to make a move.

Bi Xiao's face instantly turned deathly pale.

Lin Feng's voice continued, every word Carrying a Kind of deadly temptation.

"If you follow me, I'll teach you how to use it to cut open space-time, sever karma, and carve out a great path to heaven."

Boom!

Cut open space-time!

Sever karma!

Carve out a great path to heaven!

These mere eighteen words were like ten thousand bolts of Chaos Divine Thunder, detonating with a roar deep within Bi Xiao's mind, inside her Violet Palace, at the core of her Primordial Spirit!

What was space-time?

It was a domain that only Saints could barely touch!

What was karma?

It was a supreme law that even Saints feared immensely; touching even a trace of it could lead to eternal damnation!

And what was the great path to heaven?

It was the ultimate goal every cultivator had dreamed of from the very first day they stepped onto the path of cultivation, willing to pay everything to pursue!

And now, This Man said that he could teach her to use the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors In Hand to accomplish all of it!

This...

This was no longer temptation.

He was directly laying the truth of the entire Great Dao bare before her eyes!

At This Moment, Bi Xiao's breathing completely stopped.

Her beautiful phoenix eyes were fixed on Lin Feng, the last trace of struggle and confusion within them being madly devoured by an unprecedented flame called "desire."

Desire for power!

Pursuit of the Great Dao!

At This Moment, they overwhelmed everything!

The dignity of a Jie Sect disciple, the pride of being a Saint's disciple—before this supreme shortcut that could "sever karma and lead to the Great Dao," all of it became so insignificant, so unworthy of mention!

She recalled Guang Chengzi's arrogant tyranny.

She recalled the Chan Sect Golden Immortals' lofty contempt for all else.

She recalled the helplessness and despair that had seeped into her very bones when facing that imitation Fan Tian Seal.

No!

She Did Not want to experience that feeling ever again!

She wanted to grow stronger!

She wanted to become stronger than everyone!

She Wanted to Make all those who had once looked down on her and humiliated her kneel trembling at her feet!

And This Man before her was her only chance!

Her only chance in this life to Ascend to Heaven in One Step and transcend her fate!

Bi Xiao's gaze Changed.

All her anger, humiliation, and resentment vanished into thin air At This Moment.

Replaced by an unprecedented resolve and fervor.

She glanced at her Sister Qiong Xiao beside her, whose face was filled with expectation and whose eyes held encouragement.

Then she raised her head and looked deeply at the man whose expression remained indifferent, as though he had merely said something trivial.

This Man would be the heaven of her future!

This Man would be the entirety of her Great Dao!

At last.

Under Qiong Xiao's gratified gaze.

Bi Xiao slowly bent her long, straight legs.

Her movements were slow—so very slow.

It was as though every inch she bent severed her completely from the person she had once been.

Thud.

The crisp sound rang exceptionally clear within the silent formation space.

Among the Jie Sect Disciples, Fairy Bi Xiao had always been renowned for her unyielding fierceness. Yet at last, she lowered the head she had held high for countless ages.

Her knees touched the ground, her entire body prostrated.

In the humblest, most devout posture, she offered everything she possessed to the man before her.

"Bi Xiao..."

Her voice trembled uncontrollably, yet carried the desperate resolve of one who had smashed the cauldrons and sunk the boats.

"Greetings, Master."