It Was Your Fault

No one in the Flowing Light Sword Sect expected that Sang Ying would bring back a child after only a few days in the Beastmen World!

The most shocked among them was Dong Fuzhu. When she saw Jiang Zhuoxue carrying a baby and following Sang Ying back, she couldn't help but say to Lan Fusheng, "I thought we'd be the first to have a child, but I didn't expect Senior Sister to be even faster than us! She truly lives up to her title, even getting ahead of us in something like this!"

If it weren't for the sincerity in her expression, Lan Fusheng would probably have thought she was mocking Sang Ying.

Just as shocked as they were were Sang Zheng and his wife. They clearly did not sense any blood relation to the child, but seeing how much Sang Ying and Jiang Zhuoxue valued the child, they almost thought they had sensed something wrong.

Fortunately, Sang Ying quickly explained the child's origins, which prevented the misunderstanding from continuing.

However, while there was no misunderstanding, the child's powerful background still instilled fear in everyone—this was the future Heavenly Dao! If they were to offend him carelessly, or raise him badly, wouldn't they be committing a colossal mistake?!

With such fear, none of the cultivators who faced the infant were able to move without stiffening their limbs. Even someone as carefree and unrestrained as Jiulian dared not move an inch after her disciple forcibly stuffed a Heavenly Dao into her arms.

Without Elder Xiao's prompting, they could all sit upright with their backs ramrod straight.

The good thing is that the new Heavenly Dao Child is easier to raise than a regular baby. He doesn't get hungry or thirsty, and he doesn't need anyone to change his diapers.

It's just that He has too much energy; He needs someone to play with Him almost all the time.

Fortunately, the Flowing Light Sword Sect has plenty of people. Not to mention the original disciples, people like Dong Fuzhu and Bai Nianchou come to stay for a while from time to time, so finding someone to take care of the child is extremely easy.

Having resolved the issue of taking care of the New Heavenly Dao, Sang Ying did not forget Gu Huaiwei and Qi Yaoji, who were still imprisoned.

Because Sang Ying deliberately ignored the two of them, there was almost no news of them after they were imprisoned in the dungeon.

Being ignored like this was something Qi Yaoji, who always craved attention, could not accept.

She had been waiting for Sang Ying to appear so that she could hurl the most vicious insults at Sang Ying and force Sang Ying to kill her.

Qi Yaoji could choose to die decisively, but she was unwilling to live on in such a wretched state.

Unfortunately, Sang Ying didn't even give her such an opportunity. Instead, she coldly left Qi Yaoji in the dungeon for so long without ever paying her any attention.

Every day she screamed and raved in the dungeon, taunting everyone she knew in the Flowing Light Sword Sect like a madwoman, but they wouldn't even spare her a glance.

Qi Yaoji didn't know how long she had been ignored like this. She had no one to talk to, and she didn't even know where Gu Huaiwei had been assigned.

Just when Qi Yaoji thought she would spend the rest of her life in darkness and silence, footsteps finally appeared, and the dungeon door was pushed open.

Sang Ying sat against the light in front of the cell door, adopting a posture as if she were about to interrogate Qi Yaoji. At that moment, Qi Yaoji was so moved that she almost burst into tears!

She rushed to Sang Ying's feet, enduring the excruciating pain as she pleaded, "Kill me, kill me! Don't keep me locked up like this anymore. I was wrong, I know I was wrong, please let me go, stop torturing me!"

If she stayed in the dungeon any longer, Qi Yaoji felt she would definitely go insane.

Sang Ying lowered her eyes and looked at her, her eyes devoid of any emotion. "Do you think this is already torture? But I only locked you up here, I didn't even hit you, I didn't insult you, and I didn't tie you to a pillar to be ridiculed and mocked by everyone. Just this, and you can't even bear it?"

During the days that Sang Ying did not come to see Qi Yaoji, she asked other disciples of the Flowing Light Sword Sect and learned from them about the torment those powerful figures had suffered.

That was far more severe and prolonged than what Qi Yaoji is suffering now.

Yet they never uttered a word of pain, and even quickly rallied to continue building the Cultivation World. Compared to what they had experienced, Sang Ying felt that Qi Yaoji's lessons were far from sufficient.

However, adhering to the principle of "not wasting time on unworthy people," Sang Ying finally came to see her.

Perhaps frightened by Sang Ying, Qi Yaoji's face was pale, looking like a startled bird, humble and pitiful.

"I came to see you today with many questions in mind. But now that I see you, I suddenly don't want to ask anymore. After all, your reason for doing all these things was for yourself, and there probably wasn't any other reason."

After saying this, Sang Ying suddenly stood up. "You won't be here for long. I've already decided how to deal with you. Your execution and Gu Huaiwei's execution will be on the same day. Don't worry, I'll be there to witness the execution."

After uttering those last words, Sang Ying quickly left the dungeon.

Qi Yaoji cried and roared behind her unwillingly, but Sang Ying could no longer hear what she was saying. She locked Qi Yaoji's voice and Qi Yaoji herself in the dungeon.

After visiting her, Sang Ying also went to see Gu Huaiwei.

Now that Gu Huaiwei has lost his heart, he is only alive because of Qi Yaoji. So even if Sang Ying doesn't harm him, he will still die after Qi Yaoji dies.

Gu Huaiwei had much better hearing than before. As soon as Sang Ying entered the dungeon where he was imprisoned, he realized who was standing next to him.

Gu Huaiwei, appearing to be in a good mood. "You've come. I didn't expect you to come back to see me today. I thought that even on the day I die, you would never speak to me again."

"It's not that bad. After all, I need to see you in pain." Sang Ying would never forget how many lives Gu Huaiwei had taken, nor would she forget how much suffering he had brought her because of his own selfishness.

Sensing the malice in Sang Ying's words, Gu Huaiwei also became dejected. "So, all of this I did was completely meaningless? You didn't need me to survive, and even without my help, you could still ascend to immortality... But why is that? Why did you have the chance to survive, while she didn't?"

Sang Ying knew that the "she" Gu Huaiwei spoke of was another version of herself, and also the only one who could hurt Gu Huaiwei.

Then, she spoke with almost cruelty, "Because of you, the sins you committed have backfired on her. If you had only done what an ordinary master should have done, she would have weathered this calamity peacefully, just like me, and ultimately ascended to immortality amidst the blessings and reverence of the entire Cultivation World. You changed her fate, and you also deprived her of the chance to be resurrected."

"Don't you understand? It's all because your obsession runs too deep. This isn't the fault of those ten cultivators who refused to help, nor is it the fault of Heavenly Dao, or even the fault of this calamity. You destroyed Heavenly Dao's plans and arrangements, and you brought about all this chaos."

The female cultivator's voice was like a sharp blade, constantly piercing Gu Huaiwei's chest. Even though he had long thought he was someone who didn't know pain, at this moment he finally understood that some pain was far more than physical suffering.

Yes, he caused all of this.

Three days later, cultivators, mortals, and Demon Race throughout the Cultivation World received an invitation from the Flowing Light Sword Sect. The two villains who single-handedly disrupted the Lower Realm were to be executed.