Gai You, standing some distance away, watched the scene. His lips trembled a few times before he said, "Master, why do I sense longing from Mistress's sword... rather than hatred?"
The moment his words fell, Li Daoyi's body stiffened. Then he slowly turned around and looked at Gai You.
Gai You instantly felt as though he had fallen into an ice cellar, as if something utterly terrifying had fixed its gaze upon him. At that moment, Li Daoyi's eyes had completely turned black.
A chilling aura emanated from his entire body.
"No one understands Xinru better than I do. No one knows what Xinru is thinking better than I do. No one cares more about Xinru than I do. Xinru is dead. Xu Yunxi killed her. All she wants now is revenge." Li Daoyi's voice seemed to come from the netherworld, carrying endless cold.
Startled, Gai You staggered back several steps and hastily bowed. "Yes, Master. This disciple sensed it wrongly."
Only then did the darkness in Li Daoyi's eyes fade away. His gaze turned gentle as he lightly stroked the broken sword in his hand. "What do they know? You agree, don't you, Xinru? Xu Yunxi killed you. I was only a little too late."
The broken sword lying in Li Daoyi's palm immediately let out a mournful cry.
To Gai You's ears, that sound was incomparably desolate, unbearably heartrending.
Before they knew it, a month had passed.
Ye Yu sat within the cave abode, looking at the Autumn Water Sword before him, which had now completed its fusion. The entire sword had undergone an enormous transformation.
It was no longer that deep azure blade from before. Its whole body had turned the color of purple crystal.
Ye Yu reached out and took the Autumn Water Sword. A feeling