Chapter 110.2
The disciples of the Tiansu Immortal Sect did not know what was happening between Gu Xiyu and Lin Wuhen inside, but the urgent knocking on the door soon died down.
Because above the hall door, a pink, crystal-like object suddenly fell with a snap. Along with it fell a folded and flat piece of paper. Lin Qianyue bent down to pick the things up, but before she could do anything, several incantations surfaced on the crystal stone. As a golden light slid over the incantations, a woman’s voice suddenly rang out, steadily reaching everyone’s ears.
“For the destined person who picked up this stone, I don’t know where you came from, but please take the trouble to listen to me bring justice for myself.”
When she heard the voice, Lin Qianyue’s hand that was holding the crystal stone shook, and it almost fell out of her hands.
“My name is Yue Jingfang, and I am the wife of Lin Wuhen, the sect master of the Tiansu Immortal Sect. This stone is a treasure I obtained by chance during my past adventures, and it can record what I want to say. I have not told anyone what I am going to say, and I have placed a spell on it that will only be triggered after I have been murdered and killed. If this message is heard, it will mean that I am dead and that I was killed by someone I love in conjunction with another person.”
Yue Jingfang told how she was about to die and said why she had anticipated this event. It was because, while they were out on a mission, she accidentally heard Lin Wuhen and Bu Mingfeng, who had sneaked away in secret. They thought she had drunk the tea Lin Wuhen had brought to her as usual and had rested early in the evening, but unknown to them, she had accidentally spilled the cup of tea that day, so she inadvertently overheard the two jointly practicing an evil technique. Moreover, the two were hugging and kissing each other as they plotted to kill her.
Her presence was soon discovered, and of course Lin Wuhen and Bu Mingfeng could not let her go easily and wanted to catch her so that their deeds didn’t come to light. These words were also hastily recorded as she escaped and hid the crystal in a hidden place.
Yue Jingfang was eventually subdued by these two men and brought back to the sect, where she was not given the chance to see anyone. Her body became weaker and weaker as the two of them emptied it, which created the illusion to outsiders that she had passed away due to illness.
Lin Qianyue was dumbfounded after hearing this; the noisy disciples outside the hall were instantly silenced, and even the few elders present heard those last words clearly, staring at each other with wide eyes and open mouths, not knowing how to react for a while.
To make matters worse, several teams of people, including Lu Cheng, had returned to the Immortal Sect with several allies as they had discovered what was going on through the words of that survivor. They originally wanted to return to Lin Wuhen for a detailed discussion and even wished they could meet Lord Tai Ling and confront him on the spot.
So in this way, Yue Jingfang’s words were overheard by outsiders. Now, even if the Tiansu Immortal Sect wanted to close its doors and deal with its own affairs, it was no longer possible to hide the ugly truth from the public. Several elders were red in the face, their eyes not daring to glance in the direction of the visitors, and the second elder, Yuanming, who was the oldest senior, was so angry that he flung his sleeves and left in anger.
Lin Qianyue, who had regained her senses, opened the note that had fallen with the sent crystal with trembling hands—it was written by Gu Xiyu, with only one brief sentence: “The contract I made with Bu Tianhan has not yet been broken; he didn’t kill Bu Mingfeng.”
Although it didn’t explicitly say who had done it, in light of what Yue Jingfang had said, one didn’t need to think much to figure out who the real killer was.
The moment the crowd fell into silence, the closed door of the hall finally opened. Behind the door and in the middle of the hall was Lin Wuhen, who had fallen to the ground in a mess. He had received countless whips, and he could feel his spiritual power gradually dissipating.
He looked up and saw his daughter Lin Qianyue, and was immediately overjoyed: “Yue’er, Yue’er, come and save father…”
Instead of approaching him, Lin Qianyue shook her head and took a step back with red eyes, before finally breaking down and running away. Outside the door, many disciples and elders of the Immortal Sect had gathered, and there were even unfamiliar faces wearing uniforms from different sects, but none of them went toward him. Instead, they looked at him with complicated expressions.
Lin Wuhen’s heart thumped, suddenly feeling very uneasy. He felt that today’s incident was as simple as being attacked by Tai Ling.
Gu Xiyu was not aware of the chaos that followed in the Tiansu Immortal Sect. The hour of Shen was coming up soon, and he had to go to meet someone.
Just in time, it was time to leave this world.
He did not like this place very much.
Gu Xiyu arrived at the mountain where he had made an appointment with Bu Tianhan on time. It was rare that Bu Tianhan was not wearing black robes today. He had changed into a flirty purple-red inner shirt with a wide red and black outer robe.
When he appeared, Bu Tianhan was visibly relieved, as if he was worried that he would stand him up.
Gu Xiyu landed on the ground and raised his eyes to look at him. He didn’t comment on his ingenious outfit today but curved his lips lightly and smiled at him.
Bu Tianhan was tickled by his smile and also politely returned a smile: “You finally came…” Before he could finish his words, the white-clothed Daoist took out his sword and swung it at him without mercy.
Bu Tianhan had been through many fights and used his body’s instinctive reaction to avoid Gu Xiyu’s sword energy attack. Even so, Gu Xiyu’s sword energy was now wider than expected after the breakthrough, so although Bu Tianhan dodged in time, he was still caught off guard by a deep slash.
He stared at his torn robe; the fabric, which had a very high defensive capacity, was cut as easily as silk.
What confused him more than the pain in his body was why Gu Xiyu had to attack him at the drop of a hat.
Was it because of the recent events on the continent? He had heard about a mysterious man who had been attacking orthodox cultivators, his methods were so similar to his that everyone suspected it was his handiwork.
Bu Tianhan quickly explained before Gu Xiyu could do it again, “The recent chaos has nothing to do with me, I don’t know who did it.”
Ever since Lin Wuhen used the incident of Bu Mingfeng to turn public opinion against him, he had been inciting some demon cultivators to mess with him, so maybe someone was deliberately trying to frame him in front of Gu Xiyu.
Unexpectedly, Gu Xiyu replied, “I know.”
Bu Tianhan: “?”
As he was puzzled, he heard Gu Xiyu say, “I went into seclusion a while ago to study the final form of cutting off my emotions and clearing my mind.”
Those eyes were still as calm as he remembered. Bu Tianhan could not see through Gu Xiyu’s thoughts, but he felt that the aura around him was indeed more ethereal and quiet than before, with an indefinable difference. It was as if he were still here, but according to the laws of this world, he was already an existence that had penetrated the Great Dao.
He was at ease, calm, and collected, as if everything was within his grasp.
Remembering the ‘gossip’ he had heard a few days ago, Bu Tianhan asked in a hoarse voice, “So, have you become enlightened?”
Gu Xiyu smiled at him again and said, “Enlightened.”
So, did you come to kill me?
Bu Tianhan did not dare ask the second question, but Gu Xiyu seemed to have answered him with his actions. With those few words, he wielded his sword and threw those two sets of techniques of the Emotionless Dao, starting from the first level and throwing them one after another.
Bu Tianhan’s face sank.
There were very few people who had completed those two sets of techniques, and those who did have long since left this world. But everyone knew that for the 18th level of these techniques to kill him along with the demon seed, they had to start from the first level and work their way upward in a flowing manner, without any breaks in the middle.
Except for the last level, the others within these two sets of techniques could be used at any time. So Gu Xiyu’s attitude was a clear indication to Bu Tianhan of what he wanted to do.
Clear white spiritual energy entered his body, the soft glow of it causing numerous wounds of all sizes. He stood motionless and allowed Gu Xiyu to attack him. The light in his eyes dissipated, and he looked forlorn, like a poor man abandoned by the world.
[[Target’s risk value is 75.]]
“Why?” Bu Tianhan asked in a deep voice. His voice was not loud, perhaps because he was powerless or because he was simply questioning himself.
Gu Xiyu must have been able to hear him, but he still didn’t make any reply. He looked very focused; his mind was concentrated on his moves, as if he didn’t have time to “flirt” with Bu Tianhan, and all his attacks were solid and painful.
The damage from the shallow moves was not much, even if he didn’t dodge or fight back, none of the injuries he had sustained so far were serious. The only way to really kill him along with the Demon Seed was to use the 18th level of the two techniques.
Had Gu Xiyu really managed to cultivate to the 18th level?
The only way to cultivate “cutting off emotions” and “absolute calm” to perfection was to abandon all thoughts of love and lust, and this was what Bu Tianhan truly found unacceptable. This meant that all the time they had spent together and all the things they had done, had not left a single trace in Gu Xiyu’s heart, which was why he was able to break it off so simply.
[[Target’s risk value is 83.]]
The increase in risk value was visible to both Gu Xiyu and Bu Tianhan, but Gu Xiyu, who usually cares most about risk value, did not react. With the increase in skills and moves, the power of the attacks gradually increased.
Bu Tianhan’s left cheek was slashed at some point, and red beads of blood trailed down his cheek. They struggled at his jawline for a while before landing on the ground.
“Many people have asked me if I have penetrated the emotionless Dao to the extreme.” Gu Xiyu smoothly flung the sword in his hand, the cold sharpness of the sword glinting with a piercing edge. “Do you want to know too?”
Bu Tianhan’s head was a little heavy, and it was as if several voices full of malice were bubbling up from it. He struggled to stay awake against the confusion of his thoughts and responded with a hint of imperceptible vulnerability in his voice: “I don’t want to.”
But Gu Xiyu said mercilessly, “But I want you to know.”
With those words, Gu Xiyu’s attack took advantage of the small moment he was dazed to charge straight at him. It was only when Bu Tianhan could no longer stand on his feet and was knocked back, spitting out a mouthful of blood with a dull pain in his chest, that he realized that it was already the thirteenth level of the techniques.
Bu Tianhan bent over slightly and suddenly burst out laughing.
It looked like he hadn’t raised this person all those days for nothing, he had somehow become this strong.
The main system’s automatic notifications also kept popping up and piling up in Gu Xiyu’s mind while he was unilaterally committing “domestic violence” here. Although Bu Tianhan did not fight back from the beginning to the end, only staring at him with those red eyes, the risk value kept increasing little by little.
Even so, Gu Xiyu had no intention of stopping. What should have been a back-and-forth fight turned into a one-sided attack, and from a distance, it looked like he was just showing off his techniques.
It had to be said that even the way Gu Xiyu fought made people unable to move their eyes. Bu Tianhan watched him with rapt attention, mentally counting the level of his techniques, while avoiding his attacks as much as possible.