Arhats Subduing Demons: Starting with The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber

Chapter 140 Why?
Yun Changkong walked to the stream, squatted down, and washed his face. A cool sensation spread from his head and face to his whole body. He thought to himself, "The people of the Ming Cult all sound like heroes and chivalrous men. But everyone says that driving out the Tartars is a major event, and personal friendships and favors are minor matters."

Shouldn't people have a conscience and uphold justice? Shouldn't they be allowed to abandon all humanity for the sake of some so-called important matter?

Just because they were afraid I would retaliate against them because of Zhao Min, they tried to drug me and plot against me, even saying they wouldn't take my life and would treat me kindly.
"Heh, actually, their aim in dealing with me isn't because of my relationship with Zhao Min, or that I'd do such a thing! It's because I have the ability to do it, so they want to eliminate any future threat. And this so-called Ming Cult, where's the 'Ming' in it? Utterly utter bullshit!"

His thoughts surged like a tide, and he thought, "No wonder Zhu Yuanzhang later broke away from the Ming Cult and instead severely punished them. He did the right thing. These guys are all seemingly heroic, but in reality, they have ulterior motives. How can the world be at peace if they don't die?"

However, when he thought about it from the perspective of the Ming Cult, he felt that what they said made sense. If the Prince of Ruyang led his troops to suppress the rebel army, it would indeed cause a lot of casualties among the rebel army. If they wanted to kill the Prince of Ruyang and his son and ask him for advice, wouldn't that be an offense?

If your son-in-law asks you if you want to kill your father-in-law, how should you respond?

Tell them not to kill them, or they won't fight the rebels?

Can I be sure?

If they were killed by the Prince of Ruyang and his son, Zhao Min would inevitably feel depressed. If he really whispered in her ear, would she help her take revenge?

Leaving aside whether he could be sure, which member of the Ming Cult would dare to gamble on the fact that he had killed the Ming Cult's messenger of light?
Yun Chang was calm and collected, but he remained rational. He had long known that once a person joined a sect, all notions of right and wrong would be based on the interests of the organization, and personal will would become irrelevant. This was also why he was unwilling to join a gang.

It should be noted that in the original story, the Ming Cult strongly opposed the relationship between Zhang Wuji and Zhao Min, fearing it would affect their anti-Yuan cause. Therefore, the Ming Cult members also worked hard to facilitate the marriage between Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo, hoping to put an end to Zhao Min's hopes!

Xie Xun, the Golden Lion King, actually knew all along that it was Zhou Zhiruo who had poisoned and stolen the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

But for his own safety, he pretended not to know anything and even officiated at Zhang Wuji and Zhou Zhiruo's wedding.

Upon returning to the Central Plains, Xie Xun was captured by the Beggars' Clan. Zhou Zhiruo knew that Xie Xun knew the truth and wanted to kill him to silence him. Therefore, Zhang Wuji rescued Xie Xun from the dungeon guarded by the Three Elders. Upon hearing Zhou Zhiruo's name, Xie Xun blurted out, "You bitch!"

It is evident that these people are all cunning and scheming. It is not unreasonable for them to treat him, an outsider who killed the Right Envoy of the Ming Cult and learned that the Ming Cult leader had been cuckolded, in this way.

Perhaps they had long wanted to kill him to silence him, but lacked the moral compass and the power to do so. Now, they wanted to use the matter of the Prince of Ruyang to plot against him, so that they could still uphold their principles and even follow the "greater good."

Yun Changkong stands alone by the river, lost in thought.

Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min stood about ten feet apart, facing each other silently.

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were as cold as ice, and her face was aloof.

Zhao Minming looked radiant that evening, her expression enigmatic, a half-smile playing on her lips.

After a long pause, Zhou Zhiruo slowly asked, "Miss Zhao, what exactly do you want to do?"

Zhao Min laughed and said, "I want to know, are you planning to steal the Dragon-Slaying Saber, or are you going to be a traitor who betrays his master and ancestors?"

Zhou Zhiruo's heart skipped a beat, and she said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhao Min said, "I heard everything!"

Zhou Zhiruo was taken aback and asked, "What did you hear?"

Zhao Min smiled broadly and said, "I heard you. You were bullied, and you're pregnant with an illegitimate child. And the Great Master Zhang still wants to marry you. You want to be the father of this illegitimate child and still dream of becoming the Empress!"

Zhou Zhiruo felt a sudden pang of confusion and looked at Yun Changkong in astonishment. But Yun Changkong was sitting by the stream, not even glancing in their direction!
She suddenly realized that Yun Changkong must have heard it too, and she broke out in a cold sweat, unable to utter a word.

Zhao Minqi said, "Hey, why aren't you saying anything? I'm not angry that you slandered my husband, since he promised Abbess Miejue that day. He's like a toad trying to eat swan meat! But what you've done is a bit too much, isn't it?"

Zhou Zhiruo was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled sadly and said, "Then why don't you jump out and expose me?"

Zhao Min said with a half-smile, "If you try to stir things up, it's easy to verify whether you have a child or not, but it's impossible to verify whether you've been bullied or not. You two might even end up fighting!"

Besides, my husband feels sorry for you. If he were to stand up for you, what would Master Zhang think of you?
Zhou Zhiruo paused for a moment, then murmured, "Look at me, I'm pitiful...look at me, I'm pitiful..."

Suddenly, she let out a mournful laugh. After laughing for a while, she said, "Yun Changkong, what makes you think I'm pitiful? You heartless and ungrateful thing, what right do you have to pity me?"

Upon hearing this, Yun Changkong turned his head and saw Zhou Zhiruo standing there in the hazy starlight and moonlight, her face ashen and her eyes bloodshot, clearly furious.

"Zhou Zhiruo!" Zhao Min sneered, "What are you doing here? Others can call him heartless and ungrateful, but you saying this makes you truly despicable!"

Zhao Min paused, then gritted her teeth slightly: "Zhou Zhiruo, I've long seen through your fickle nature and vicious heart, but I never imagined you'd be so willing to use your chastity as a pawn. Seeing that Zhang Wuji is young and promising, with the potential to ascend the throne, you deliberately set up such a wicked and despicable trap. While seemingly reaffirming your resolve to betray your master, you actually harbor resentment towards me and my husband, framing him so that Zhang Wuji and the Ming Cult can kill him, and also my father. Your scheme is truly brilliant!"

Zhou Zhiruo ignored her, her bloodshot eyes fixed on Yun Changkong not far away, and sneered: "That's right, I am promiscuous, shameless and despicable, so what? You, Zhao Min, betrayed your father and clan for a man, do you have any shame? Does that sound good?"

"You defied both parental consent and matchmaker's orders, you're a shameless woman who eloped without a matchmaker, what right do you have to criticize me?"

Zhou Zhiruo was gentle by nature, but she was currently in a state of inner conflict, almost delirious. The more she spoke, the angrier she became, and she vented all her hatred and anger on Zhao Min, completely ignoring everything else.

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo seemed to be going crazy, Yun Changkong slowly walked over and said, "Minmin, let's go, she's going insane!"

Before Zhao Min could answer, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly laughed and said, "Yes, I'm going crazy! I owe everything I am today to you, Yun Changkong!"

Yun Changkong said coldly, "Zhou Zhiruo, I only spared your attention because of Abbess Miejue, but don't you feel guilty saying such things? In your words, I am both a lustful thief and a heartless hypocrite. I accept all of that. How have I wronged you?"

Zhou Zhiruo's face flushed red and then paled. She said, "If it weren't for you, would I be where I am today? If it weren't for you, would my master be forcing me like this? If it weren't for you, why would I have said those things to Zhang Wuji? Do you think I wanted this?"

Yun Changkong frowned slightly, and Zhao Min sneered, "Your master forced you, yet you still managed to get involved with my husband. You really have no shame!"

Zhou Zhiruo turned around and looked coldly at Zhao Min, saying each word clearly, "Yun Changkong, you have humiliated me so much for this bitch. Even if I used up all the water in the East Sea, I still couldn't wash it away. Do you understand?"

Yun Changkong said, "If you want to talk about the marriage proposal from back then, it was already made clear. Why are you still bringing it up?"

"The past? I'm still holding onto it?" Zhou Zhiruo's eyes widened, and she raised her voice: "You're so magnanimous that you can let it go, but can others?" Veins bulged beneath her fair skin: "Do you know that your father and Shi Huolong brought betrothal letters and gifts, and went through the betrothal ceremony, but when it came down to it, you refused!"
You are amazing. Your martial arts are the best in the world. You are invincible in this era. No one can force you to do something you don't want to do, and no one dares to say anything funny in front of you!
But what about me?
Don't you know who my senior sisters are? They said I wanted to be your wife, but you'd rather have a Mongolian demoness than me!

I'm just a vain scoundrel who only knows how to flatter my master. Besides being good at flattering, my master passed on the Emei Nine Yang Skill to me long ago. I'm utterly useless!
But I was all alone on Mount Emei, without my master's protection, I couldn't survive at all. How could I disobey her?

Yun Changkong sighed and said, "Your master knows what your senior sister is like. She is only training you. If you can't even handle this, how can you lead the women of the Emei Sect to stand firm in the martial arts world?"

Zhou Zhiruo closed her eyes, a smile appearing on her lips. She sighed softly and said, "Yes, my master said I have good aptitude and my future martial arts achievements are limitless, so he made me the sect leader."

But then she made me follow Zhang Wuji to trick Xie Xun out of the Dragon-Slaying Saber, and she made me swear a poisonous oath. She's ruthless beyond measure, leaving no room for compromise, do you know that?

Zhao Min asked curiously, "What kind of oath?"

Zhou Zhiruo trembled involuntarily, her vision blurred, and she swayed. She looked up at Yun Changkong and said in a hoarse voice, "Do you want to know?"

Yun Changkong thought to himself, "Could it be that the children he had with Zhang Wuji were all slaves and prostitutes?"

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Zhao Min and said with a bitter smile, "Zhao Min, if your parents forced you to swear an oath that if you marry Yun Changkong, they will not rest in peace in the afterlife, and that any children you have will be slaves for generations and prostitutes for generations, would you be happy?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min took two steps back, a blush flashing across her face. She opened her mouth slightly, but ultimately remained silent.

She thought of Abbess Miejue forcing Zhou Zhiruo, but she never expected such a vicious oath.

Zhou Zhiruo gazed at Yun Changkong, her eyes shimmering in the darkness: "For Zhao Min, you disregarded your parents' wishes and the world's condemnation, daring to defy everything, but what about me?"
Ah, I tried everything, but I couldn't disobey my master's orders!

I really thank you. My master listened to your words that day, and she said that even if I became the head of the Emei Sect, she would break the sect rules for me so that I could get married.

I thought that God would be merciful and that I could forget about what happened between us, that everything would go back to the way it was before, and that I might find a good husband and live a good life together.

But who knew that I would encounter Zhang Wuji again in the Western Regions. Upon seeing me, he said, "I will never forget the kindness of feeding you on the boat on the Han River."

I thought he was poisoned by the cold and had died long ago. Eight years have passed, and who knew he not only survived but also mastered unparalleled martial arts and became the leader of the Ming Cult.

Zhao Min sighed, "That's great, he hasn't forgotten you."

Zhou Zhiruo smiled bitterly: "Zhang Wuji's gaze towards me is always so ardent. I know he has feelings for me. But it's not just me who knows, who can't see it?"
My master has such keen insight. She told me that if she wanted me to be the sect leader, I could marry anyone, such as Song Qingshu, but I could never marry Zhang Wuji.

She had two great wishes in her life: first, to drive out the Tartars and restore the Han people's land; second, to make the Emei School of martial arts the leader of all others, surpassing Shaolin and Wudang, and becoming the number one school in the Central Plains martial arts world.

These two things are very difficult to explain, but a clear path lies before you. You only need to follow your master's instructions, and you may be able to accomplish them one by one. That's why he told me the secrets of the Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber!

"They say that lecherous Zhang harbors ill intentions towards you, and that the Dragon-Slaying Saber is in the hands of his adoptive father, the villain Xie Xun. That brat refuses to reveal Xie Xun's whereabouts, but there is one person in the world he can summon to retrieve it—that is me!"

Zhao Min slowly said, "Yes, a beauty as celestial as a fairy, how could that fool Zhang Wuji possibly guard against her seduction tactics?"

Zhou Zhiruo continued, "My master said that I wanted you to use your beauty to seduce and obtain the precious sword and saber, which is not the duty of a chivalrous person. But those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trivial matters."

Zhao Min snorted: "They all prioritize great things over trivial matters; the righteous path and the demonic sect are cut from the same cloth!"

Zhou Zhiruo lowered her head and said, "My master told me to use my beauty to seduce Zhang Wuji and pretend to be friendly with him in order to steal the Dragon-Slaying Saber. But I was also told to swear to the heavens that if I ever fell in love with Zhang Wuji and we became husband and wife, my biological parents would die in the ground and their bones would not rest in peace; my master, Abbess Miejue, would become a vengeful ghost and make me restless day and night; and if I had children with him, the men would be slaves for generations and the women would be prostitutes for generations."

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were three parts blank and seven parts afraid, and that her demeanor was different from usual, Yun Changkong noticed that there was an indescribable air of infatuation about her.

Zhou Zhiruo was exceptionally intelligent and, having suffered the tragic loss of both her parents at a young age, diligently studied martial arts and made rapid progress, earning her master's deep affection. For many years, her master's every word and action was taken for granted, and she never entertained the slightest thought of disobeying him. Therefore, in the original story, her act of stabbing Zhang Wuji with her sword on Bright Peak was merely a thoughtless, impulsive act.

Zhou Zhiruo continued, "I never imagined that the oath I made could be so vicious, cursing not only my deceased parents and my mentor, but also my unborn children. I didn't want to, but my master's eyes flickered, and I knew that if I didn't comply, she would strike me down. She could kill Ji Xiaofu, who was supposed to inherit her mantle, so what's killing Zhou Zhiruo?"
I thought of you then. If you had agreed to marry me back then, I wouldn't be where I am today. Only now do I truly understand that everything is irreversible!

My master knelt down before me again, bowing deeply, saying that this matter was difficult, but she had no other choice, and neither did I.

Yun Changkong, tell me, should I hate you? Has my life been ruined by you?

"Zhou Zhiruo!" Zhao Min said with a smile, "I know. You told Zhang Wuji that you were pregnant with my husband's child. It was certainly a test of his feelings for you, but it was also because you were afraid that if you were with him, the children would fulfill your vow? Isn't that right?"

“That’s right!” Zhou Zhiruo sobbed silently, tears streaming down her face, her shoulders trembling uncontrollably. “I’m afraid, I’m afraid my parents will suffer in the afterlife, and I’m even more afraid my children will suffer!”

Yun Changkong felt a pang of sympathy and shook his head.

Zhou Zhiruo said, "Why are you shaking your head? Don't you believe me?"

Yun Changkong said softly, "It's not that I don't believe you, but you don't need to take oaths too seriously. Heaven doesn't have that much free time to concern itself with the life and death of mortals!"

Zhou Zhiruo sneered, "You have no taboos, but not everyone is you!"

Zhao Min said coldly, "It's wrong of your master to force you. You can simply ignore her. Why take out your resentment on us? What kind of behavior is it to incite the Ming Cult to deal with my husband and my father?"

A sinister look appeared on Zhou Zhiruo's face as she slowly said, "Zhao Min, you are indeed beautiful and intelligent, and there are few people in the world who can compare to you, but in what way are you better than me?"
Why does Yun Changkong like you? The more he does for you, the deeper my hatred for you becomes.

I met Yun Changkong when I was fourteen. Why is he unwilling to marry me but insists on marrying you?
For this one thing alone, I will never forgive you!
"That's right, I've been instigating the Ming Cult to kill Mongol nobles. I want them to kill your father and suffer the greatest pain in the world, just like me!"

She poured out all the resentment and bitterness she had been holding back, and with a sense of relief, she let out a burst of silvery laughter.

"Don't think I don't know!" Zhao Min sneered. "The reason you hate me so much is because you're always thinking about my husband!"

"I'm just thinking about him, so what?" Zhou Zhiruo smiled, half manic and half joyful, but deep in her eyes was something cold and piercing: "Although I have lived in Emei for a long time, living a quiet and indifferent life, and rarely talking to people, I know that I am unparalleled in appearance, with flawless skin, bright eyes and white teeth, and a slender figure. My senior sisters hate me and have targeted me since childhood because they are jealous of my beauty."

When I roam the martial world, which young man isn't captivated by me? Even Song Qingshu, the number one martial artist of the third generation of Wudang, couldn't take his eyes off me.

Han Lin'er was the son of Han Shantong, the military commander. As soon as he saw me, he said I was a celestial being descended to earth.

But I didn't care about them, because I had secretly hoped that my husband would not only be a pillar of strength, capable of what others couldn't, but also exceptionally talented, charming, and extremely gentle with me.

Yun Changkong and Zhao Min exchanged a glance and remained silent.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled bitterly: "It's laughable that my beautiful face, which could shame the moon and flowers, has not brought me the husband I longed for, but instead has led to all sorts of calamities."

I don't understand. I, Zhou Zhiruo, am also a noblewoman with a high status in the martial arts world. Why am I inferior to a Mongol Tartar?
I know she's of Mongolian royalty, a princess, but you're not going to be a traitor, so you don't care about her background? Why?

Yun Changkong saw her face, as beautiful as a lotus in autumn water, with a delicate and charming appearance that made one want to cherish her. However, a voice deep in his heart warned him from beginning to end: "This woman is cunning and scheming. You must not fall into her trap!"

Therefore, no matter how beautiful Zhou Zhiruo was, Yun Changkong admired her beauty but never harbored any romantic feelings for her. This was because Zhou Zhiruo was the type to kill her lover, unlike Zhao Min, who was love-struck and wouldn't be deterred even if slapped.

That kind of woman is good, it's obvious!
Yun Changkong sighed and said, "What happened back then was indeed somewhat unfair to you, but you know that my father and Chief Shi's actions were definitely not my intention."

Sigh, if I had known, I would have stopped it from happening.

Zhang Wuji is treating you very well now, so you need to be able to move on and not dwell on the past. As for Abbess Miejue, I'll talk to her.

"The ability to turn the page?" Zhou Zhiruo's eyes welled up with tears, and she said, "How can I turn the page? Do you know? When I'm with Zhang Wuji, it's not just because of my master and him. Whenever I'm in trouble, I think of you. If you had married me, why would I have to suffer like this?"

"Zhou Zhiruo!" Zhao Min sneered, "You clearly have countless thoughts in your heart. You act coquettishly and charmingly in front of Abbess Miejue to win her favor and want to learn profound martial arts. But when you meet my husband, you pretend to be weak and helpless in front of him, wishing you could strip naked and stick to him."

Do you think I'm blind and deaf? I've tolerated you so much, but you've taken advantage of me and even harbor ill intentions towards us!

Zhou Zhiruo, if it weren't for my husband's pity on you, how could you have survived to this day? I never expected you to be so shameless! Let me tell you, even without me, Zhao Min, Yun Changkong would never have liked you!

Zhou Zhiruo felt as if she had been punched in the chest, and she glared at Zhao Min, saying, "If there's anything I'm not as good at as you, it's that I'm not as shameless as you!"
If I were to become Yun Changkong's wife, we would love each other dearly and treat each other with the utmost respect!
Yun Changkong, I want to ask you this directly: did you actually tell my master that day to marry me to you?

She is incredibly shrewd and rarely seen in the world, and naturally reserved, but the two people in the world who can make her angry and lose her composure are both here!

One is the person in your heart, and the other is your rival in love; that's human nature.

Therefore, Zhou Zhiruo could no longer suppress what she had been holding in her heart and asked directly, revealing her true feelings!
Yun Changkong said apologetically, "I'm sorry, you were still young back then, maybe thirteen or fourteen. How could I have had such thoughts!"
"But Abbess Miejue asked me to inquire about Yin Tianzheng and Xie Xun's whereabouts. I don't like to be taken advantage of, so I joked with her, saying I'd have her marry me. Only then did I agree to help her."

Zhao Min spat and sneered, "You love making these kinds of jokes with people all the time. One woman surnamed Yang isn't enough, you have to provoke her too. Are you satisfied now?"

Zhou Zhiruo gave a bitter smile, her voice filled with hatred, "Fine, you said it was a joke, but I have to endure undeserved humiliation and be forced to swear an oath by my master. Now I can't have it both ways. Shouldn't I hate you and kill you?"

Yun Changkong recalled how Zhao Min had disturbed her wedding in the original story, and how she couldn't bear the humiliation. In a fit of anger, she turned against Zhang Wuji and said, "You can't say that. Firstly, your master opposed your marriage to Zhang Wuji because he was Xie Xun's adopted son. Abbess Miejue's older brother was killed by Xie Xun. If it weren't for this grudge, with Zhang Zhenren's reputation and the friendship between Wudang and Emei, how could he not have obtained the Nine Yang Divine Skill to save his grand-disciple back then?"
Secondly, we are all people of the martial world; while we can't say we've completely abandoned worldly concerns, we don't need to be overly concerned with trivial matters. As long as our relationship is clean and we have a clear conscience, that's enough.

"A clear conscience?" Zhou Zhiruo said sadly, "What if I have a guilty conscience? If this hadn't happened, it wouldn't be impossible for Zhang Wuji and I to grow old together, carefree!"
But now, whenever Zhang Wuji mentions marriage, I can't help but think of how you once rejected me! You rejected me!

Do you think I've done right by him?

I told him I was bullied by him, but he didn't believe me. Why?

Yun Changkong was speechless for a moment.

Zhou Zhiruo suddenly said softly, "My family is already destroyed, and I don't care about being the leader of Emei Sect anymore. Yun Changkong, I'll tell Zhang Wuji that you bullied me and that I'm pregnant with your child."

I know he's kind-hearted and only seeks revenge on you for my sake. He'll do it openly and honestly; he's no match for you.

What I really wanted was for Zhang Wuji to beat me up, scold me, and leave me in a state where nobody wanted me.

Only then will I have the courage to be with you, just like on the Han River, where you, I, and our master are on the same boat. We can open our hearts, share joy and sorrow, and then I will have no regrets..."

"Zhou Zhiruo!" Zhao Min's breathing quickened. "You've finally shown your true colors? You just don't want me and Yun Ge to be together!"

Zhou Zhiruo giggled, her laughter bordering on madness: "Zhao Min, do you know? For a long time, I've been thinking that Yun Changkong met me just one day before you. And he was willing to bear the infamy to be with you, not because I'm less beautiful or skilled than you, but because I wasn't as willing to go to such lengths for him as you were. Otherwise, he would have been my husband long ago! Right, Yun Changkong?"

Yun Changkong shook his head: "No, tell the truth!"
I'm a scoundrel. I like any beautiful woman I see. I've not only said I wanted to marry you, but there's another woman whose looks are no less than yours, and whose martial arts skills are even better.

She was wearing a fresh and elegant yellow dress, her delicate silk sleeves fluttering in the wind like snowflakes falling on a bright moon, perfectly highlighting her stunning beauty and captivating all who saw her. That's why I once told her that even if she married eighteen times, she would marry me on her nineteenth.

But when I met Zhao Min, I forgot about her. Why?
Because when Zhao Min confessed her feelings to me, it wasn't by sacrificing her dignity, but by giving up her own self.

Because she gave up her long-held ideal of becoming like Genghis Khan, Kublai Khan, and others.

If I reject her, where will I place her?
So even knowing the path would be difficult and I would lose a lot, I still wanted to marry her, not caring if people called me fickle and unfaithful. I was willing to be a despicable person, despised by all, just to marry her. But you, you don't want to lose anything; you want too much, which I can't give you.

Zhou Zhiruo exclaimed in surprise and delight, "So Zhao Min wasn't the first person you liked!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Min glared at her fiercely: "What are you so happy about?"

Zhou Zhiruo laughed and said, "I'm so happy! It turns out someone has outdone you!"

Yun Changkong said, "As for you, Miss Zhou, you are good in every way, no less than any other woman. You are skillful, shrewd, and thoughtful. It is not impossible for you to help Zhang Wuji become emperor."

But that's precisely why I don't like being around scheming people, because I have to be on guard all the time!
It's one thing to be wary of others, but if you have to be constantly on guard against even your own spouse, no matter how great your achievements are, you'll lose the joy of being human!

That's why I would rather be called unfilial than marry you.

Even today, even if you go all out and offend Zhang Wuji and the Ming Cult, even if you leave yourself no way out, my mind will not change.

Zhou Zhiruo trembled. In an instant, the scenes of her getting to know Yun Changkong flashed through her mind, a mix of joys and sorrows.

She had a vague idea of ​​what was going on, but she wasn't sure.

Zhou Zhiruo stared intently at Yun Changkong, her heart gradually growing cold. She calmly said, "Because you don't know whether I'm sincere or not?"

Yun Changkong sighed: "No, I don't care whether you are sincere or not right now."

Because I am a womanizer, the Ming Cult does not consider me a friend, but I consider Zhang Wuji a friend.

As the saying goes, "One should not covet a friend's wife." His affection for you is something I am ashamed of; how could I possibly have the audacity to steal her away?

Suddenly, a cough was heard, as if snow water had been poured over her head. Zhou Zhiruo trembled, and Zhao Min was also startled. She turned her head and saw a figure appear before her.

Then the newcomer slowly spoke: "Zhiruo, you want the Dragon-Slaying Saber, I can give it to you. You bear so much suffering, you can tell me, so why do this?"

(End of this chapter)