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

Looking at Xie Jiexue, Lin Wuhua fell silent.

Xie Jiexue's reaction shouldn't have been like this.

In the past, she would have been shy, fought back, gotten angry, or even resorted to violence. But she would never have been so unresponsive as to think it was no big deal.

His eyes were full of worry, which made Xie Jiexue subconsciously look away.

Lin Wuhua paused for a moment: "...Are you alright, Jie Xue?"

Xie Jiexue withdrew her hand slightly: "Mm."

She neither admitted nor denied it, but simply held her hand back, gripping her other wrist with one hand.

His hand was clenched so tightly that the edges of his skin turned an unnatural white.

Lin Wuhua raised his hand as if to touch Xie Jiexue, but then put it down.

"Jie Xue, can you smile? You haven't smiled in a long time."

Xie Jiexue raised her eyes, looked at Lin Wuhua, and moved the corners of her mouth slightly.

With difficulty, she forced a smile and even asked, as usual, "How is it?"

"It looks great," Lin Wuhua said, withdrawing her hand.

"Take care, Jie Xue."

......

Xie Jiexue left Lin Wuhua's quiet room in a daze, as if fleeing.

Even though the door was closed, she felt that Lin Wuhua's gaze was still following her from behind.

Unbeknownst to her, she had returned to the forbidden area of ​​the Sword Sect, facing Supreme Frost.

The sword looked down at her as if she were a complete stranger.

But looking at the sword, Xie Jiexue inexplicably felt a little relaxed.

Because the sword is eternal and unchanging, it expects nothing, it is simply here.

And Lin Wuhua...

Xie Jiexue's heart clenched; she dared not think about it.

Lin Wuhua wanted her to relax, and she knew that, but how could Lin Wuhua understand everything she was facing?

Xie Jiexue closed his eyes and threw himself into the sword.

The Sword Sect's millennium goal rests on her shoulders, and she doesn't know if she can do it well.

The chaotic sword intent transformed into insights that surged into her heart, only to be suppressed and regulated round after round by the "Supreme Forgetfulness Technique".

The sword bone vibrated, responding in unison with the soul, and resonating with the Supreme Frost.

With Lin Wuhua's bones and blood flowing through her veins, how could she easily face him?

Xie Jiexue calmed his mind and sank into the lake of his own heart.

At this moment, the Lake of the Heart is filled with large chunks of floating ice, and some of the ice floes have even begun to merge into one.

But the water was not calm; it was violently turbulent. Undercurrents surged and crashed; storms erupted and swept across the surface.

Every now and then, the ice floes collide with each other with a loud crash, shattering into dust and splashing into the melting water.

Did Lin Wuhua know that she had to face all of this every day after she went home?

Xie Jiexue opened her eyes. A chilling aura emanated from her, and her eyes were filled with chaotic struggle.

"Wuhua, I'm so cold..."

But she gritted her teeth and gripped the sword.

.......

Xie Jiexue flew through the air, holding his sword, and unleashed a powerful slash from afar.

There was no flow of magical power, nor any visible light.

But a huge sword mark appeared on the ground instantly.

Then, a frigid storm erupted from the sword mark, rippled outwards.

Along the way, demons were carved into ice sculptures, which then shattered and vanished into nothingness.

On the ground, the disciples of the Sword Sect who had participated in this battle exclaimed in surprise and began to whisper among themselves.

Some disciples who joined the sect earlier discussed this:

"Snow Intercept... no, the Sword Master's strength has improved even further."

"It's only been less than half a year, and he's already developed this kind of demeanor. This is almost... no, this is the demeanor of the Sword Domain realm."

"She has only been in the Sword Control Realm for a short time, but even with the help of powerful weapons, she truly has the demeanor of a genius."

Even disciples who joined the sect later exclaimed in surprise.

"Is this the 'Frost Sword Master'?"

"How amazing! As expected of the 'Snow Sword' of our sect, it is a life-saving and benevolent act for the people of our Sword Sect."

There were also outsiders from the Sword Sect who didn't know Xie Jiexue at all, as well as people she had saved, who worshipped her.

"The Frost Sword Master is the Might of Heaven."

Even a very small number of elders and disciples who knew the inside story didn't take it seriously and even said some unfriendly things.

"This swordsmanship looks so much like Wuhua's swordsmanship, at least 90% similar."

"Indeed, this is how Wu Hua controls things; his control over sword energy is indeed strong."

"It's just the power of a powerful weapon; it shouldn't be taken seriously."

But Xie Jiexue didn't care.

She was suspended in mid-air.

The spiritual energy continuously gathered, compressed, and condensed into the sword in his hand.

One part comes from Lin Wuhua's sword bone, and the other part comes from the Supreme Frost.

Through the mark, Supreme Frost and the sword in her hand achieved a partial resonance in a strange connection.

Whenever she wields her sword, it's as if she's wielding a portion of the Supreme Frost.

Gradually, the spiritual energy was compressed to an extreme, enveloping the sword in her hand and emitting a piercing white light.

With a single swing of the sword, the world turned white.

After swinging his sword, Xie Jiexue reached out and grasped the hilt.

The magic power emanated from the sword bone, enveloping her and nourishing her entire body.

Xie Jiexue charged across the battlefield, leaving limbs and bones flying everywhere he went, only to be turned into ice crystal dust by the howling icy wind.

Therefore, the battlefield is not even stained with red blood; it is more like a land of frost and snow.

Even though this land of frost and snow is a land of slaughter.

Suddenly, a gigantic humanoid demon appeared in front of Xie Jiexue.

This demon was much more imposing than the one from half a year ago, and it also appeared suddenly.

But Xie Jiexue remained unfazed.

She closed her eyes, her heart growing colder and colder, as if sinking into an icy lake.

Then, within the distant Sword Sect, Supreme Frost seemed to tremble twice.

The immense pressure pressed down on the demon, causing its violent aura to vanish almost instantly.

Xie Jiexue's sword blade emerged from his chest, passing right through him, and then stopped.

Behind her, frost spread from the demon's chest.

......

The battle continues day after day.

Xie Jiexue's strength increased day by day, and the chill emanating from his body grew increasingly intense.

By now, Supreme Frost has become a perfect match for her.

Xie Jiexue became even more diligent, devoting himself entirely to the sword.

She still went to see Lin Wuhua, even though she no longer knew what to say to him.

But reading with him isn't a bad thing either.

However, Xie Jiexue spent less and less time with Lin Wuhua and hardly spoke at all.

Most of the time, she would just sit there.

Finally, on a peaceful morning, Xie Jiexue opened her eyes.

Sometime during that time, streaks of white had begun to appear at the roots of her black and smooth hair.

This white is snow-white, like the white of frost and snow.

Xie Jiexue's pupils were calm, reflecting the stillness of his heart.

On the lake, the ice has completely merged into one piece.

Snowflakes began to fall, landing silently on the ice.

The lake is starting to freeze over.