What do you mean the game swordsman I controlled has come back to life?

Dust fell from the sky above the orchard.

"Qingwu, when you release spiritual energy using the Flying Sword Technique, you need to gather it on the sword. Don't rush, take your time."

"Qingwu, this low-grade mortal-level spiritual treasure is for you."

"Qingwu, your senior sister is going out on a mission. Focus on your cultivation and I'll bring you candied hawthorns when I get back."

Memories of my senior sister, Hua Jieyu, flooded my mind.

That was when she first entered the sect, at the age of five. Her master was very busy, so her senior brothers and sisters always took care of her.

Play with her, teach her to read, and teach her self-cultivation.

Yue Qingwu was an abandoned child with a tragic past, yet she lived a very happy life.

Within the sect, she had senior brothers and sisters who doted on her, and a strict but loving master.

She is doing very well, happier than most people.

Just like any ordinary disciple of the Shangqing Sword Sect.

He was not outstanding and was distressed by the criticism from his master for his slow progress in cultivation.

She was content with this life and didn't care much about cultivation. She didn't yearn for immortality; she only wanted to live with her master, senior sisters, and senior brothers until old age.

And then he died peacefully and without illness.

Like autumn leaves, they withered away painlessly while their master, senior sisters, and senior brothers were still around.

But now everything has been shattered; her senior sister, Hua Jieyu, who had always taken care of her, was killed so easily.

At this moment, Yue Qingwu desperately craved power.

Only strength can protect everything you cherish.

Where are you?!

However, no matter how she called out to him, he remained asleep.

"Don't you want to save your disciple? I remember his name is Yi Qing! Your fifth disciple."

Zhang Bi lifted Yi Qing's head and examined it carefully.

"Pah! Traitor to the sect!" Yi Qing spat at Zhang Bi.

However, it was blocked by the opponent's spiritual energy shield.

"Not bad, your disciples have good spirit. Wouldn't it be a pity if they died?"

As he said this, Zhang Bi raised his hand and severed Yi Qing's arm with a single sword stroke.

"Stop, Zhang Bi!" Su Qinghan roared, her aura suddenly surging, and spiritual energy swirling around her like fire.

"Master! Run! He's stalling for time, don't worry about me!" Yi Qing shouted to his master as blood streamed down his severed arm.

"Yi Qing!" Su Qinghan called out, but still stopped in her tracks.

"Su Qinghan, your disciple isn't as tough as he sounded just now."

You might not have heard it, but he cried out in pain, his voice was very soft, but I still heard it.

"Su Qinghan, can you really bear to do this?" Zhang Bi grabbed Yi Qing's hair and lifted her up in front of Su Qinghan.

"Master! Avenge me!" With that, Yi Qing bit his tongue, drawing out his essence blood, breaking free from his restraints. Spiritual energy raged around him, exploding with a bang.

The entire orchard was reduced to scorched earth.

Zhang Bi emerged looking disheveled, with some injuries on his body and a grim expression.

"I didn't expect this guy to have the guts to trigger his own spiritual energy and self-destruct his dantian."

Looking again, Su Qinghan and the others had disappeared from their original spot and fled into the distance.

"They're running away!" Zhang Bi's junior brother said from the side.

"It's alright, they can't escape. I've already sent people from the Blood Fiend Sect to Yunyuan Ancient City. When they return, all they'll see is ruins."

To escape from Guoren Forest, one must pass through Yunyuan Ancient City, which is teeming with monsters and contains numerous forbidden areas.

Zhang Bi and the Blood Fiend Sect's Foundation Establishment cultivators were like a pack of wolves following a flock of sheep, launching deadly attacks from time to time, killing off Su Qinghan's disciples one by one.

Even Yue Qingwu took out his puppet, but under the pursuit of dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators, it was like a drop in the ocean, and it was quickly torn to pieces.

The eldest brother, the second brother, the fourth sister, the sixth brother, the seventh sister... they stayed behind to cover Su Qinghan's retreat, sacrificing their lives and disappearing into nothingness.

All dead.

The eldest brother shielded his master from a fatal blow, his body split in two, and he was annihilated by the magic.

The second senior brother took the initiative to cover the rear, but was drained of his flesh and blood by the Blood Fiend Sect's Foundation Establishment cultivator and died.

Fourth Senior Sister...

One by one, the familiar people in Yue Qingwu's memory died.

Soon only she and her master were left.

They were surrounded.

The other side did not rush to attack because they knew that their master was the strongest. They burned their life essence and risked their lives, not wanting to be the one who would perish together with their master.

Waiting for their master to pass away.

"Su Qinghan, you are doomed to die today. Surrender and I may consider giving you and your disciple a quick death." Zhang Bi held his long sword calmly.

Su Qinghan's expression was cold and calm.

He turned to look at Yue Qingwu beside him, his expression softening.

"Qingwu, it's because I'm not capable enough to protect you."

"That's not true. Master is very strong. They are the ones who are shameless and despicable..." Yue Qingwu's words were interrupted by Su Qinghan.

"Qingwu, the world is not as peaceful as you imagine; it is full of dangers."

You can't be so naive anymore.

Your master and senior brothers and sisters are no longer here, so you must learn to protect yourself.

Master knows you are very strong and talented. I don't want you to avenge me. Just live well.

Go back and find your master; he will protect you.

You are my youngest disciple. I am usually busy with my cultivation and have neglected to care for you. I am always very strict with you. Please forgive me, Master.

Your master is doing this for your own good.

In this world, strength is the foundation for survival. As your teacher, I want you to have the strength to protect yourself when you encounter danger in the future.

You're doing very well now; you're working hard to improve yourself.

Consider this the last lesson I will teach you today.

Let's go, don't look back.

"Master..." Yue Qingwu's tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Go!" Su Qinghan said sternly, and with a wave of her hand, a surge of powerful spiritual energy pushed Yue Qingwu into the distance.

"Reversing the Pulse to Slay Immortals!"

Su Qinghan held the sword in her bare hand, as if drawing it from its sheath. The long sword was stained with blood-red flames, and the translucent spiritual energy burning around her turned blood-red.

Her aura surged once again, surpassing everyone else present, and the spiritual energy in the surrounding space burned, scorching, and stinging her skin.

Yue Qingwu ran away without looking back, tears streaming down her face.

Li, where are you?

Come out now!

There was still no response; Li remained asleep.

Yue Qingwu used all her strength to run back to Yunyuan Ancient City.

However, what lay before them was a scene of ruins, with countless Blood Fiend Sect disciples extending their tentacles to absorb the bodies of Shangqing Sword Sect disciples.

"Junior sister, run!"

Yue Qingwu saw a figure lying by the broken wall; it was his seventeenth senior brother, Nie Ning.

At this point, Nie Ning's lower body had disappeared, and his body was covered in numerous wounds.

"Senior brother!" Yue Qingwu shouted and was about to run over.

A blood-red tentacle pierced through Nie Ning's chest.

"Are there still some who escaped the net?"

"Demonic cultivator!" Yue Qingwu drew his sword and slashed down, decapitating the man.

The commotion also attracted the attention of the Blood Fiend Sect disciples in the surrounding area.

They all surged toward Yue Qingwu.

Yue Qingwu didn't persist; all she wanted now was to survive.

Then take revenge!

However, dozens of figures fell from the sky, blocking her path.

The one leading them was none other than Zhang Bi.

Zhang Bi's appearance here means that Master is also here...

Yue Qingwu's expression darkened for a moment, but was then filled with the flames of revenge.

"You can't escape." Zhang Bi didn't rush to kill Yue Qingwu.

He was just a Qi Refining cultivator, and although he was difficult to kill, he would surely die under the siege of many Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The opponent still hasn't mastered flight and has no chance of escaping from him.

"Zhang Bi! I will kill you!" Yue Qingwu's voice was filled with hatred.

"You're still so naive. You don't actually think you still have a chance to get revenge on me, do you?"

How could Zhang Bi possibly let go of a disciple of the Guanshan lineage with such great talent?

It could be said that Yue Qingwu was deliberately brought on the shuttle just in case the other party escaped.

"I'm quite curious, what method do you intend to use for revenge? Your strength? Or will you leave here and seek refuge with a sect?"

Do you think they trust you, a mere Qi Refiner, or me, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator?

Your master, Su Qinghan, is right. This world is one where strength reigns supreme.

Yue Qingwu swung her sword and slashed forward.

With a wave of Zhang Bi's hand, the longsword in her hand broke, and her body flew backward and crashed into the wall.

"Oh? You're already doing a dungeon right after you come in?"

Li's voice echoed in Yue Qingwu's mind.

Her eyes were bloodshot as she watched Zhang Bi wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Before he could regain control of his body, he grabbed his broken sword and began carving words on his fair arm.

Blood flowed from her arm and the hand gripping the sword blade, her eyes filled with hatred as she stared intently at Zhang Bi.

"Senior Li, I'm willing to give anything for you, please save my master, senior brothers, and senior sisters!"