Master, Qingyi, I Miss You So Much

The Xiao Royal Mansion was annihilated.

Throughout the entire Xiao Royal Mansion, from top to bottom, not a single living soul remained.

Xiao Jing was the last to die.

He watched with his own eyes as his son, the one he had placed such high hopes in, had his limbs hacked off and his eyes gouged out.

Xiao Jing watched with his own eyes as Jiang Qingyi crushed his son's pupils under her foot, and then, with her final sword stroke, severed his son's head from his body.

He watched and listened as Jiang Qingyi ran amok inside the Xiao Manor, slaughtering everyone without mercy—just as he had once done to the Jiang Manor.

When only Xiao Jing was left, Jiang Qingyi dragged him out of the Xiao Manor, suspended him above the Imperial Capital, and before the eyes of the entire city's populace, sliced off every piece of flesh from his body, one cut at a time!

After Jiang Qingyi left, all that remained of Xiao Jing was a bloody skeleton.

Having taken her revenge, Jiang Qingyi's long-standing knot was finally untied. Her thoughts flowed freely, and she stepped into the Jade Pu Realm.

After obtaining the Sword Bone, Jiang Qingyi advanced from the Golden Core Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm within a single day, and then from the Nascent Soul Realm into the Jade Pu Realm.

Whether there will be "none to come after" is unknown.

But this was absolutely a miracle without precedent.

Returning to the Dragon Spring Sword Sect, Jiang Qingyi once again began a massacre within its halls.

Because Jiang Qingyi had learned from Ye Sandao that the Dragon Spring Sword Sect and the Xiao Royal Mansion had colluded together, jointly controlling the entire Liang Kingdom.

It was the Sect Master of the Dragon Spring Sword Sect who had told Xiao Jing about Jiang Qingyi's Innate Sword Bone.

However, Jiang Qingyi did not wipe out the Dragon Spring Sword Sect this time.

Jiang Qingyi only left behind one sentence: "Those who follow me shall live; those who defy me shall die."

As for the Dragon Spring Sword Sect cultivators who opposed Jiang Qingyi, not a single one survived.

After Jiang Qingyi killed the Sect Master of the Dragon Spring Sword Sect, she set fire after fire.

In the end, Jiang Qingyi sat in the courtyard of Linggan Peak, watching the entire Dragon Spring Sword Sect engulfed in flames.

Once the great fire died out, the Dragon Spring Sword Sect ceased to exist entirely.

The cultivators from the Dragon Spring Sword Sect who ultimately chose to follow Jiang Qingyi numbered only five hundred.

"From today onward, this place shall be called the Myriad Sword Sect."

Addressing these five hundred disciples, Jiang Qingyi spoke slowly.

"Myriad Sword Sect."

Xiao Mo recalled that Yan Shan'ao had once mentioned that an Elder Huang from the Myriad Sword Sect would come to Liang Kingdom, and that he, Xiao Mo, was to receive him personally.

But Xiao Mo only gave it a passing thought.

In Xiao Mo's view, it was impossible for the two sects to be the same; it must have been merely a coincidence of names.

With a Jade Pu Realm Great Power like Jiang Qingyi at its helm, the Myriad Sword Sect developed rapidly, soon becoming the foremost sect within the borders of the Liang Kingdom.

Jiang Qingyi's cultivation realm also grew higher and higher.

She earned the reverence of more and more people.

Moreover, in the eyes of the Myriad Sword Sect's disciples, their Sect Master was not only immensely powerful but also exceedingly beautiful in appearance.

In fact, because of her peerless beauty, the Sect Master was even listed on the Beauty List by Heavenly Secrets City.

Although the Beauty List had no ranking order.

In the hearts of many, their Sect Master deserved to be first.

Yet, this woman who could topple empires had never once smiled.

Linggan Peak had once been an ordinary mountain peak of the former Dragon Spring Sect, but now it had become the Main Peak of the Myriad Sword Sect.

However, Linggan Peak only had two wooden houses.

A male Elder, smitten with Jiang Qingyi, sought to win her favor by proposing that the wooden houses be torn down and a palace built in their place.

As a result, that male Elder was publicly slain by Jiang Qingyi with a single sword strike.

From then on, everyone knew that Linggan Peak was untouchable—not a single blade of grass or a single tree could be disturbed.

Linggan Peak could only remain as it had always been.

One year, five years, ten years.

As an observer, Xiao Mo watched Qingyi train day after day, and day after day search for methods to revive a soul.

But time and again, Jiang Qingyi returned disappointed each time.

Aside from training and searching for spells to revive souls.

The thing she did most was to sit blankly in the courtyard at the summit of Ganling Peak.

She read through book after book, tried method after method, all for the sake of reviving a single person.

One day, she came across the Heaven Continuation Art.

Finally, she understood everything.

It turned out that Master's injuries were because of her.

That she could cultivate was because Master had damaged her own Root Bone, shortened her own lifespan, and forcibly "continued" the so-called "Heaven" for her.

Only, every time Master used the Heaven Continuation Art on her, she would conceal her expression with a technique.

The reason Master only sought Chen Yun for treatment was precisely because she didn't want anyone else to know about this matter.

And Chen Yun, repaying Master's life-saving grace, could never speak of it either.

That day, the young girl tore apart the Heaven Continuation Art, swung her sword once, and cleaved a mountain peak in two.

The disciples of the Myriad Sword Sect trembled in fear; they all knew who had done it, but none dared to speak.

They all knew that the Sect Master's temper had turned foul again.

And just then, a woman arrived at Linggan Peak.

She was the only one permitted to set foot on the summit.

She had once been an attendant in the Medical Hall of the Dragon Spring Sword Sect.

Now, she was an Elder of the Medical Hall in the Myriad Sword Sect.

"What are you here for?"

Jiang Qingyi sat on a stone stool, tilting her head back to take a drink of wine.

She hadn't liked wine before, but now she did.

Her favorite drink was the Osmanthus Wine made by Aunt Wang in Myriad Sword Town.

Chen Yun stepped into the courtyard, looking at this woman stubborn to the point of madness, and said in a calm tone, "I want to take some of his clothes."

Jiang Qingyi lifted her head, her eyes like swords, as if she would pierce through Chen Yun: "What do you want his clothes for?"

"To make a Clothes Tomb," Chen Yun said frankly.

The moment Chen Yun's words fell, the longsword Mystic Frost in Jiang Qingyi's hand was already pointed at Chen Yun's throat.

Jiang Qingyi's eyes were bloodshot: "He is not dead!"

Chen Yun showed no fear at all: "He is dead."

"Shut up! I said he is not dead!" Jiang Qingyi was nearly frantic, the longsword advancing an inch, and just like last time, blood dripped from Jiang Qingyi's blade.

"It's been fifteen years since you wiped out the Xiao Family, and he's been dead for fifteen years too. Let him rest in peace, even if it's just with his clothes."

Jiang Qingyi narrowed her eyes: "Do you really think I wouldn't dare kill you? Do you know that I hate you the most?"

"I know." Chen Yun nodded. "Actually, I hate you too. But the one he cherished most was you."

Chen Yun said no more, stepping forward one pace. Jiang Qingyi's longsword drew back.

Chen Yun kept walking forward, and Jiang Qingyi's longsword kept retreating.

Finally, the hand holding the longsword dropped to Jiang Qingyi's side, and Chen Yun brushed past her.

Chen Yun walked into Xiao Mo's room and took a few pieces of clothing.

Before leaving, Chen Yun set down a letter: "This letter was entrusted to me by a girl named Xia Chan, who said it was written fifteen years ago."

Chen Yun left.

In the empty courtyard, only Jiang Qingyi remained, head bowed, sword hanging low, her dim eyes lost in thought, no one knew what.

After who knows how long, Jiang Qingyi lifted her head and looked at the letter on the table.

Like a walking corpse, Jiang Qingyi walked over and tore open the envelope.

The moment she saw the letter, Jiang Qingyi's eyes trembled.

This was Master's handwriting.

[Foolish disciple, by the time you see this letter, Master has already left, and the Sword Bone should have been returned to you.

After Master is gone, I guessed you would do something foolish.

You might even think about reviving me.

But silly girl, the dead are dead. The dead cannot return to life, especially when the soul is shattered.

Qingyi, let me tell you something.

Actually, that time with the shooting star, the wish Master made wasn't for you to become a great Sword Immortal.

Master wished that no matter what you encounter, you would live happily.

You once said you would make Master's wish come true.

Don't lie to Master, alright.]

"Master... Master..."

Jiang Qingyi hugged the envelope, kneeling on the ground, crying loudly, just like the girl who had first come up the mountain at fourteen.

[Ten seconds remaining. The system will soon complete settlement. The host is about to exit the Book of a Hundred Lives. Nine... eight... three...]

As the countdown echoed in Xiao Mo's mind.

Xiao Mo knew there was nothing he could do to change any of it, but he still stepped forward, crouched down in front of her, and reached out to stroke her hair—just like that night when the shooting stars had fallen when the young girl was fourteen.

"Qingyi, your master is leaving."

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The moment Xiao Mo scattered on the wind.

Jiang Qingyi heard her master's voice in her ears and snapped her Delicate Head up.

"Master! Is that you?"

"Master!"

"Answer me!"

"Are you still here?"

"Xiao Mo!"

"Come out!"

The young girl ran and shouted across the Mountain Peak, but no one answered.

"Master. Please come out."

Until dusk fell, until the stars hung in the sky.

The young girl, whose tears had long since dried, crouched down and hugged herself tightly.

A shooting star streaked across the sky.

"Master.

Qingyi

misses you so much."