With My Sword in Hand! I Shall Cleave This Heaven and Earth!!!

When the butterfly flapped its wings.

Fate began to diverge from its original course.

What changes would the world see then?

Ye Changfeng silently stared at the corpse of Old Master Nian before him.

At the start.

He really had only wanted to lie low in peace.

To wait until he had enough strength, then go see this world for himself, try to have a sweet romance, and if the chance came...

To help those in need.

Ye Changfeng knew his own character well.

Thus.

Combined with the future exposed by the Heavenly Curtain.

He could roughly deduce his own life.

Something like—

Joining Great Bamboo Peak.

Then lying low until the Supreme Purity Realm.

Then having a sweet romance (Lu Xueqi), collecting the Five Scrolls of the Heavenly Book along the way, and finally destroying the Myriad Poisons Sect and Longevity Hall...

He was a soft-hearted person.

When he had the ability, he couldn't bear to see ordinary people die before his eyes. That was probably why Ye Changfeng would one day become the Azure Cloud Sect Leader—he wanted to make some changes to this world...

In the future.

The Beast God would emerge.

The world would be in grave danger.

Countless people would die, countless more would be left homeless.

Ye Changfeng likely couldn't bear to see such a scene unfold before him.

This wasn't some overflowing saintly compassion.

It was simply what a person with upright values should have in their heart.

Ye Changfeng had once heard a saying.

When poor, focus on self-cultivation; when successful, help the whole world.

That saying suited him well—when he had no power, just take care of himself; when he had power, lend a hand to others if it felt right, if it sat well with him...

Why was the righteous path called righteous?

Why did no one curse True Lord Daoxuan?

Because—

My heart and my deeds are as clear as a mirror; all my actions are justice.

True Lord Daoxuan knew full well that using the Zhu Xian Sword repeatedly would lead him to demonic corruption.

But...

In the end, he still used it.

Why?

Because.

He was the Azure Cloud Sect Leader.

He was the only pillar of the righteous path in three hundred years.

If even he chose to give up, how hopeless would this world be...

Ye Changfeng let out a soft sigh.

His heart stirred inexplicably. Xiao Yicai's death was only part of it; more than that...

He wanted to make a contribution to this world.

"Before, I only wanted to lie low."

"But now..."

"I don't want to anymore."

Ye Changfeng lifted his gaze slightly.

His deep eyes were unusually calm, with sharp flickers of Sword Intent shining within.

"Shhh!"

That Sword Intent grew ever more piercing.

It shifted from its original calm, gradually gaining a sharp edge.

Just like Ye Changfeng himself...

He had gone from coasting and lying low to quietly undergoing a change, and this shift in mindset had indirectly transformed his Sword Intent as well.

It had become more brilliant and keen-edged.

"Boom!"

A dazzling Sword Intent shot into the sky.

The artistic conception within grew increasingly fierce and sharp, as if it had turned into a peerless divine sword—a supreme blade capable of cleaving heaven and earth.

With the sword in my hand!

Cut open this world!!

"Hummm!"

At this moment.

Ye Changfeng's aura also shifted subtly.

Late Shangqing had broken through so naturally, just like that.

"Hmm?"

"Is this..."

"An Enlightenment?"

Ye Changfeng was somewhat surprised.

He realized that his mind had just entered a state of perfect clarity.

This...

Was probably an Enlightenment.

"Swish!"

Ye Changfeng glanced back slightly.

The battle behind him was nearing its end.

Lu Xueqi, Qi Hao, and Zeng Shushu's cultivation levels were completely beyond what the Followers of the Blood Refining Hall could contend with—this was nothing short of a slaughter...

Blood and fire blazed.

Ye Changfeng watched it all calmly.

He felt no pity whatsoever for those Blood Refining Hall Followers.

Why is the Demonic Sect called the Demonic Sect?

Killing people to refine Gu, extracting souls and refining spirits, coagulating blood to make pills.

These are the hallmarks of the Demonic Sect.

Do these beings...

Deserve pity?

Heh!

Only those who pity the Demonic Sect are the ones truly overflowing with misplaced compassion.

"Shriek!"

Lu Xueqi struck down the last remnant of the Blood Refining Hall with a single sword stroke.

Her cool, beautiful face was tinged with frost, showing not a trace of pity—because she knew full well that these people were utterly undeserving of it. If someone were to pity them...

Then who would pity the innocent?

(ps: One picture says it all about what a Righteous Fairy truly is.)

The Cold and Aloof Girl glanced back slightly.

Her eyes sparkled as she looked at Ye Changfeng not far away, then she trotted over with a patter of footsteps, and...

"Hmm?"

Lu Xueqi tilted her head slightly.

She studied Ye Changfeng before her, hesitating: "You seem... different somehow."

"Different how?"

Ye Changfeng smiled lightly, reaching out to pinch the girl's cheek.

"Mmph—"

Lu Xueqi shot him a coquettish glare.

She glanced back behind her, found that Zeng Shushu and Qi Hao had already turned around of their own accord, then clasped her hands behind her back and leaned in close to Ye Changfeng, saying:

"I feel like you... look even better now."

The maiden's eyes sparkled.

Her pretty cheeks were flushed, clearly feeling a bit shy about saying those words, yet what she said was the truth.

In her eyes.

Ye Changfeng truly looked better now. It wasn't that his appearance had changed—his features had always been strikingly handsome—but rather his temperament had become more ethereal...

"Heh."

Ye Changfeng couldn't help but smile.

He too was aware of the change within himself. It was a transformation of the mind, of temperament.

"Senior Brother Qi, Junior Brother Zeng."

Ye Changfeng didn't dwell further on the topic. Taking Lu Xueqi's hand, he turned to look at Qi Hao and the other, who had been keeping a respectful distance.

"Junior Brother Ye."

Qi Hao and the other walked over, somewhat awkwardly.

Lu Xueqi's pretty face flushed slightly. Feeling a bit embarrassed, she hid behind Ye Changfeng.

Ye Changfeng, however, remained expressionless.

He pointed at the Dead Spirit Abyss not far away and said, "I've heard that the Blood Refining Hall built a Treasure Vault deep within the Ruthless Sea. Why don't we go down and take a look..."

"Alright."

Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu nodded without hesitation.

By now.

They had unconditional trust in Ye Changfeng.

After all, with Ye Changfeng around.

They weren't afraid of any danger.

The group exchanged glances.

Then, they flew their swords down toward the Dead Spirit Abyss.

The Dead Spirit Abyss was a chasm located within a mountain belly. Its expanse was vast and boundless, and deep within lay an underground sea stretching as far as the eye could see.

This sea was called—

the Ruthless Sea!

Countless Wraiths drifted within the Ruthless Sea.

They were formed from the dead, lingering due to unfulfilled obsessions, slowly becoming mindless Wraiths that wandered aimlessly through the Ruthless Sea.

"Shwoosh!"

The Magic Treasures of Ye Changfeng's group emitted a faint glow.

The light illuminated their surroundings.

Dense clusters of Wraiths drifted nearby.

They still retained human forms—among them were old men, youths, women, and even children.

Clearly.

They were no longer human.