What does it mean that they all lived with lifelong regrets?

in the real world.

Lin Wuhua stared blankly at the news on TV.

The overwhelming sword on the television screen, along with the iconic frost surrounding it, made it instantly recognizable to him.

This is the Supreme Frost.

But Lin Wuhua quickly came to terms with it.

The simulator had already told him that in order to merge the other world with this world, it was simulating a completely different world, only it was fake.

"It's alright, it's a minor issue."

He put the matter aside and turned to look at the doorway.

The head of the nursing department walked in from outside the door.

"Researcher Wuhua, we have a very urgent mission this time," he said, "It concerns the otherworldly sect, the Supreme Sword Sect."

"You can go out for a while, but you can't use your own name."

Seeing his anxious expression, Lin Wuhua realized that this suggestion was not to be refused.

So he nodded: "Okay."

.......

On the other side of the real world, Xie Jiexue was silently listening to Lin Xi's report.

The reporting process was very simple, just a bunch of details about the establishment of the new Supreme Sword Sect.

Although Xie Jiexue didn't want to listen, Lin Xi kept talking.

It's the Sword Master's business if he doesn't want to hear it; Lin Xi said it was her basic respect for the Sword Master.

Just after the report ended, Lin Xi took a deep breath.

"Sword Master, here are some sword manuals, which the Federation entrusted me to pass on to you."

"Many of our elders have reviewed it, and it feels very similar to your writing style. Perhaps you could take a look."

Xie Jiexue took it, glanced at it, and then stopped.

The brush tip wasn't hers, yet she was overly familiar with it, so familiar that she used to handle it every day.

But it doesn't quite seem like it; it's as if the writer used some sophisticated means to cover it up, as if the writer didn't want the reader to understand the real sword manual.

Lin Xi asked, "Sword Master, this student council member was recommended by the Federation among this batch of recruits. Would you like to go and take a look?"

"Just go and clear your head."

Xie Jiexue remained silent for a long time.

Finally, she nodded.

"it is good."

.......

In a simulated world.

Inside the library, Lin Wuhua coughed softly and put down a sword manual.

"I'm fine, Master." He pressed his chest and said to Bai Wushu beside him, "Huichuntang's craftsmanship is quite good; at least I can walk on my own now."

Bai Wushu shook his head and sighed, "Things have come to this, I won't say anything more."

Lin Wuhua: "Yes, this is my own decision."

Leaning against the bookshelf, he suddenly looked up at the small window of the library.

The light fell into his eyes, causing Lin Wuhua to squint subconsciously.

"It's so noisy outside, is something interesting happening?"

Bai Wushu: "Yes, the new Sword Master of the Sword Sect has arrived."

"It's your sword bone, and your little girlfriend."

Lin Wuhua said thoughtfully, "It's Jie Xue."

He held the scripture scroll, lowered his eyes, and said nothing more.

Until Bai Wushu asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling resentful and regretful because your 'Snow-Splitting' performance has garnered so much attention?"

Lin Wuhua shook his head.

"No," he replied, "I'm just thinking I might have done something wrong."

Bai Wushu: "Did you do something wrong?"

Lin Wuhua: "Hmm."

"On our way to the Sword Sect, Jie Xue and I stayed at a farmhouse by chance."

"Local farmers told us that we should not fertilize the seedlings, especially the fragile ones, too much fertilizer, otherwise the seedlings will be burned to death."

"So I was thinking..."

Lin Wuhua's voice softened.

"I may have done something wrong this time."

Bai Wushu shook his head and chuckled.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't do Jie Xue, you'll die; if you do, she'll live a life of suffering."

"When faced with two evils, choose the lesser one; living is always better than dying."

Bai Wushu raised his hand, and a token appeared in his palm, as if he were about to throw it away.

Seeing Lin Wuhua's half-dead state, Bai Wushu sighed and placed the token on the table to the side.

"This is my Elder Transmission Token, Wu Hua. From now on, you are an honorary elder of the Sword Sect."

"The Sword Sect appreciates your sacrifice and will naturally reward you."

"You can read all the books in the library. You can answer the disciples' general swordsmanship questions. You can also try to do it yourself."

"As for the issue of cultivation, let them ask their own teachers."

Lin Wuhua: "And what about you?"

"Slay the demons," Bai Wushu turned around, drew his sword from beside him, and a hint of determination and nonchalance appeared on his aged face.

"With the emergence of demons, I can't sit still here, so I'm giving you the token."

As he was leaving, Bai Wushu paused for a moment.

"It's good to stay here; at least it's safe."

Lin Wuhua did not answer, but looked at the small window of the Sutra Repository again, his thoughts drifting to the giant sword on the Sword Sect.

After a long silence, he sat down and buried himself in the books.

.......

Outside the Sword Sect, Xie Jiexue followed Chu Hanxiao into the quiet room deepest in the sect.

The quiet room was deep and cold, with a small pool in the center. On the surface of the water was a stalactite that emitted a white light.

Upon seeing the stalactites for the first time, Xie Jiexue felt as if his soul was about to freeze.

She quickly looked away.

"Master, what is this?"

Even though she was already the Sword Master, Xie Jiexue was still not used to it, so she still called Chu Hanxiao "Master," but no longer "Sect Master."

"The Supreme Technique of Forgetting Emotions," Chu Hanxiao said.

Xie Jiexue remained silent—she didn't know what this meant.

Chu Hanxiao turned her head, looked at Xie Jiexue, and began to tell her story.

According to Chu Hanxiao's narration, the "Supreme Forgetfulness Technique" is not an ordinary cultivation method.

This is a mental cultivation method, and for those with ordinary cultivation levels, there is absolutely no need to practice this method.

Therefore, only a few people in the Sword Sect have heard of this technique, and only the sect leader and a few people with sufficient strength are able to cultivate it.

But for Xie Jiexue, practicing this technique was almost essential.

Although the sect leader who forged the sword technique never actually held a sword in his life, the Sword Sect drew two conclusions based on his and the insights gained from refining the Supreme Frost Sword by successive sect leaders.

Firstly, for Tai Shang Han Shuang, "wielding the sword" is not about holding it, but about communicating with the spirit.

The Supreme Frost Sword contains almost all the variations of a sword; it can even automatically command the swordsman to attack.

Therefore, the only way to pick up a sword is to resonate with it through pure swordsmanship and draw upon its power with your heart.

Secondly, a clear and pure sword mind can significantly enhance the power that a sword can unleash. The clearer the sword mind, the greater the power that can be wielded.

But to truly wield this sword, one must reach the highest realm of sword heart—"selflessness."

Only when man and sword are one can one achieve "Supreme".

The "Supreme Forgetfulness Technique" is the path to selflessness.

But just as no one has ever been able to grasp the Supreme Frost, no one has ever been able to cultivate this method to its highest level.

But for Xie Jiexue, that wasn't the point.

Chu Hanxiao looked at her and sighed.

"And, intercept the snow, you need it."

"Cultivation can reduce your pain."