Embers of Sword

Chapter 689 A Bloodbath Across a Thousand Miles

Upon hearing the words "Fountain of Immortality," Chen Jingxuan's expression immediately turned serious.

“Lu Yuzhen…”

He spoke instinctively, uttering the name.

"Who?"

The tall man behind the screen frowned slightly.

Chen Jingxuan rubbed his temples: "A... very troublesome enemy."

"Even you find it troublesome?"

The tall man raised an eyebrow, smiling with some surprise, "Is this person really that capable? I've never even heard of him before..."

"This man is dangerous."

Chen Jingxuan's expression was solemn. He put his two fingers together and used his fingertips to trace the approximate appearance of the Paper Daoist Master in the void: "If you ever meet him, you must stay far away from him."

"Is this so..."

The man's smile faded.

He stared intently at the image in the void for a long time, then nodded: "Okay, I've got it."

"The resurgence of those great venerables in the Demon Kingdom was most likely his doing."

Chen Jingxuan lowered his voice and said, "This person is carrying the 'Fountain of Immortality'..."

"Possessing the Fountain of Immortality, yet you dare to show your face?"

Tall men can't understand this kind of thing.

"As long as you have enough strength, showing your face is nothing."

Chen Jingxuan said in a deep voice, "This guy... is at least at the eighth level of the Yang God realm, or even the ninth level."

Upon hearing this, the tall man stiffened slightly for a moment.

The Yang God's Eighth Heaven, the Ninth Heaven?
Did you hear it correctly?

Is it so easy for such an "invincible existence" standing at the very top to appear?

"all in all."

Chen Jingxuan didn't explain much, but solemnly warned: "This person is extremely dangerous. You must take good care of yourself over there."

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A strong wind blew by, and Xie Xuanyi opened his eyes.

The surroundings were no longer filled with cold frost and snow, but rather a vast wilderness.

"I...successfully entered the dream?"

Xie Xuanyi frowned, stretched out his palm, and his gaze lingered on a bloodstain on his palm.

The blood is still hot.

A gust of wind blew up a shower of broken grass clippings. Xie Xuanyi lowered his head slightly and saw several corpses piled up at his feet. These corpses exuded a faint evil aura. From the identity tokens scattered outside, he knew that these were all evil cultivators from Yinshan.

"This is... twelve years ago?"

There was a stream not far away. Xie Xuanyi came to the stream and stared at the blood-stained pale face, momentarily lost in thought.

If I remember correctly.

This is near the Jiangning area.

Having just escaped from the capital, he intended to head south, but upon seeing the "kill order" issued against him by the Great Chu royal family in Jiangning, and then encountering an ambush by the evil cultivators of Yinshan, he was forced to turn north.

What followed was the infamous "Battle of a Thousand Miles".

The Forget-Worry Divine Power actually pulled him back twelve years...

"My soul should have been integrated into Jiang Miaoyin's soul sea."

"So this illusion arose from her obsession?"

Xie Xuanyi quickly regained his composure.

He never imagined that the dream would be so real, so real that even if he remained fully conscious, he would have a hard time distinguishing between reality and illusion.

Xie Xuanyi certainly remembered the bloody battle twelve years ago.

But he couldn't remember what clothes the Yinshan disciples he casually killed were wearing or what magical artifacts they carried.

These lowly fry are not worth remembering.

If this illusion was created by Jiang Miaoyin's divine sense, and she did not witness this scene, then these evil cultivators from the Southern Frontier should not exist.

Is this what is called "spiritual travel"?
Everything felt incredibly real.

"If I remember correctly, it won't be long... before I meet Junior Brother Si..."

Xie Xuanyi squatted down, washed his face with the stream water, and silently recalled.

last life.

He prepared a letter and asked Si Qi to take it back to the Sword Palace...

This letter was not actually a plea for help, but rather a request for the Sword Palace to distance itself from him at this moment and not be involved in the trouble.

It didn't take long.

A clear crane's cry rang out overhead right on cue. "Senior Brother Xuan Yi!"

Si Qi, pale-faced, rode a crane and landed on the open field.

His eyes were full of worry.

"Senior brother... are you alright?"

Si Qi could smell the blood from afar.

Along the way, he saw many corpses, all of them evil cultivators, who had died under the sword energy.

These past few days have been very unsettling for Da Chu. His senior brother had just stepped into the imperial city when the tragic death of the emperor occurred, followed by a great fire in the imperial city and the escape of hundreds of demons... The Imperial City Guard has almost completely blocked all channels of communication with the outside world... At such a critical juncture, Xie Xuanyi lost contact with Lotus Peak.

Si Qi's unease and premonition had reached their peak.

"I...it's okay."

Xie Xuanyi's expression was somewhat complicated.

Twelve years of ups and downs.

He had already reached the end of this ordeal; he had cleared his name of all sins and personally watched the Empress die.

It's just that all of this has to "start all over again".

He still felt an invisible pressure.

Xie Xuanyi touched his collar, where a letter he had prepared long ago was hidden. If everything was going according to his memory, Xie Xuanyi should send the letter now.

but……

He hesitated.

He remained silent for a moment, then looked at the corpses on the ground.

“These people are all evil cultivators from Yinshan.”

Xie Xuanyi said softly, "Bai Gui is leading his disciples to surround and kill me."

Si Qi was taken aback.

"That white devil has really eaten the gall of a bear and the heart of a leopard!"

He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "These filthy and evil cultivators dare to provoke the Sword Palace within the territory of Da Chu? Why doesn't Senior Brother use the signal token?"

"Sometimes, signals are not a good thing."

Xie Xuanyi smiled and said, "The Great Sui Sword Palace is now being watched by the Renshou Palace... They're just waiting for my message."

Renshou Palace?

Si Qi was stunned again.

He didn't understand what Renshou Palace had to do with the heretical cultivators in the Southern Frontier.

"I killed Emperor Chu."

Xie Xuanyi spoke expressionlessly.

That single sentence struck Si Qi like a bolt from the blue, leaving him stunned on the spot.

"Half a day later, the Great Chu Imperial City will issue a kill order... By then, the whole world will know the news."

"Brother, you..."

Si Qi froze on the spot.

He had, of course, heard the news of Emperor Chu's death.

But... he just couldn't connect this news with his senior brother...

Si Qi, who has always been honest, simply couldn't accept this news.

He stammered and couldn't speak for a long time.

"Of course I didn't do it."

Xie Xuanyi shrugged and said nonchalantly, "But who would believe something like this if I told them?"

Siqi was still in shock.

"I called you over because I was going to deliver a message."

Xie Xuanyi chuckled self-deprecatingly, took out the letter from his robes, and ignited it directly with his Yuan Fire.

Chi Chi Chi.

The letter burned in the wind.

In just a few breaths, it turned to ashes.

"Now it seems... there's no point in sending this letter anymore..."

There was a slight pause.

"Junior brother, after you return to the Sword Palace, do not tell anyone that you have seen me."

Xie Xuanyi looked at Si Qi and said earnestly, "Next, I will leave Jiangning and head north to Qingzhou, and then to Beijun. Don't worry, this time, these people won't be able to kill me."

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(PS: I actually had a rough idea for this story about Xie Xuanyi and Jiang Miaoyin a while ago, but figuring out how to begin was really troubling me. Tonight I finally came up with a satisfactory angle. Sorry to keep everyone waiting so long. This update is a bit short, but there will be another one tomorrow morning.)
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