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

Lin Wuhua returned to the forbidden area of ​​the Sword Sect and looked up at the Supreme Frost.

After a long pause, he untied Xie Jiexue's sword from his back.

Then he sat on the ground and began to write a letter.

After finishing the letter, he placed it on the table where he usually rested, and walked straight forward, stepping over the restriction of Supreme Frost.

The restrictive magic circle lit up instantly, and a blinding white light surged toward Lin Wuhua, trying to stop him from entering.

The Supreme Frost Sword also emitted a clear and melodious hum, and the dark blue light patterns on its blade suddenly spread out, enveloping the entire forbidden area in a chilling and murderous aura.

"Don't come near me." Lin Wuhua raised his hand.

Without understanding what kind of power fluctuations were being generated, the white light of the restriction went out, and the humming of the Supreme Frost also stopped.

Lin Wuhua raised his head and looked up at the Supreme Frost.

"Let me see if my selflessness can contain your completeness."

He went inside.

......

Xie Jiexue opened her eyes.

Outside the cave, the voices of the guards and disciples could be heard.

"Sword Master, the demons are coming."

"Um."

She covered her chest.

The magic was activated, suppressing the last bit of agitation.

"It's time."

She stepped out of the cave, facing the gaze of the crowd, without a sword in her hand.

But no one questioned it.

Everyone looked up at her, waiting for her to give an answer.

Xie Jiexue turned around and gazed at the forbidden area of ​​the Sword Sect.

That familiar aura was no longer there.

"Is he dead?"

Xie Jiexue thought this, feeling a slight chill and trembling on her back.

But still, she didn't know why.

So she reached out her hand to Supreme Frost.

Unlike countless times before, this time the sword answered her call.

The sword rose directly from the mountain of the Sword Sect, shrank, and flew into Xie Jiexue's hand.

Her skill level was already high enough; even though she hadn't reached the final level, she was already able to wield a sword.

Xie Jiexue gripped his sword and faced the several imposing demons before him.

"Let's begin."

......

Even though the sword had flown away, Lin Wuhua did not open his eyes within the forbidden area of ​​the Sword Sect.

He had just opened his mind and connected with Supreme Frost.

Without any control or restraint, countless sword intents from within the sword directly surged into his consciousness.

Each sword intent carried the original owner's obsession, resentment, joy, and pain, conflicting within his heart.

Lin Wuhua groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but his back remained straight.

The conflict was far too intense.

If it were an ordinary disciple, he would become mentally impaired in the very first moment.

But Lin Wuhua did not.

His heart pounded, and in his chest, the damaged part of the sword bone pulsed and shimmered with light.

The Heart Sword Technique, which had already gone through three stages, began to operate with a roar.

Enlightenment—seeing one's true self.

"I am Lin Wuhua, a disciple of the Sword Sect, and I do not agree with the ruthless way."

"This is not because I believe that the path of ruthlessness is detrimental to improving strength, nor is it because the path of compassion is beneficial to improving strength."

"It's simply because all my thoughts are real, and I can't bear to abandon them, just as I don't want to kill myself."

He paused for a moment, and a thought entered his mind.

"I don't really know what's right, even now."

"So I didn't try to persuade Jie Xue. I was afraid of making the same mistake again. That was my cowardice and fear."

First level of the Heart Sword technique, passed.

Seeing one's true nature—from self to other.

Lin Wuhua's heart started beating even faster.

He kept his eyes closed.

But in his mind, it seemed that another pair of eyes had opened.

Those eyes looked at the countless sword intents, and seemed to see countless people.

"Why are you holding a sword?"

The eyes within my consciousness scrutinize countless sword intents.

"What is the reason for your existence?"

No one answered—after all, sword intent is just sword intent.

But his eyes scrutinized the countless swords.

"You exist because of your hearts, you exist because of people."

His eyes were fixed on a sword intent filled with resentment.

"You are unwilling because you are dull-witted and only an outer disciple, yet your fellow disciples laugh at your dull-wittedness. So you want to prove them wrong to everyone."

"This is your sword."

His eyes were fixed on the regretful sword intent.

"You are the sect leader of the Sword Sect. You have devoted your entire life to trying to grasp the Supreme Frost, but you have never succeeded."

"But your regret is not that, but that you failed to let the previous sect leader, your master, see you wield the sword."

"If you become the Sword Master, everyone will remember your master."

"You regret for the people, not for the sword."

His eyes were fixed on a sword intent filled with hatred.

"You hate demons because your fellow disciples were killed by demons, but your hatred is not hatred, but self-blame."

You blame yourself for not being there, and regret that you weren't strong enough at the time.

"So you hate yourself."

His eyes scanned the items, regardless of their status or wealth, reading them aloud one by one.

The roars of those sword intents gradually subsided.

Lin Wuhua's mind gradually calmed down.

Finally, those eyes were filled with exhaustion, but they remained open, watching.

A tear slid down from Lin Wuhua's tightly closed eye, fell to the ground, and soaked into the soil.

He saw countless people.

Human joy, human sorrow, human fear, human desire.

—He saw it all.

"I see you."

"All of you."

He said.

The sword intent ceased its struggle and quietly settled within his consciousness.

Second level of Heart Sword, passed.

Sword Combination – Controlling the sword with the mind, the mind follows the environment.

Lin Wuhua's consciousness reached out a hand.

He was no longer able to wield the sword.

But all the sword intent responded to him instantly.

Lin Wuhua had already read enough sword manuals and had long since returned to simplicity.

Having gained insight into himself and others, he already possessed countless swords—even though he had never practiced with almost any of them.

Third level of Heart Sword, passed.

Finally, he opened his eyes and looked at the hands he was holding in his chest.

His hands were empty.

But something had already been born in his chest.

At this moment, he had tamed all of the Supreme Frost's sword intent.

The history of the Sword Sect spanning thousands of years, and everything created by countless fellow disciples and predecessors through their painstaking efforts, are all contained within his heart.

And what is "no self"?

Lin Wuhua still doesn't know.

No one could give him an answer—because he had already gone further than anyone else.

Even though Supreme Frost had already been summoned away by Xie Jiexue, it still couldn't give him an answer.

Lin Wuhua tilted his head, took a few steps, and came to Xie Jiexue's sword.

The sword is still here.

So he reached out and grasped the sword.

"Have I achieved selflessness?" Lin Wuhua asked.

The sword did not answer him.

Since the sword has no life, it naturally cannot answer him.

Lin Wuhua then gripped the hilt of the sword.

A sword mark spread out from where the sword was stuck in the ground, appearing faintly on the ground.

Because of the Supreme Frost, the ground was originally covered in ice.

But around the sword mark, the ice surface quickly disappeared and melted into water.

Then, on the exposed rocks, the lush green of grass began to spread.

Moss sprouts, grass and trees grow, branches sprout new buds, and flower buds bloom.

Lin Wuhua clenched his fist, drew his sword, and gently placed it together with his letter.

Then, supporting himself, he walked step by step out of the forbidden area.

"It'll be alright," he said.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and his face was tinged with an unnatural red, while his fingertips were tinged with an unnatural purplish-red.

But he didn't stop.

Humans do not necessarily need to rely on magic to wield a sword.

The final level of the Heart Sword: Heart Sword - Selflessness.

become.