I just want to kill you all, or be killed by you all.

"Let's continue what we were talking about when we first entered the Nine Netherworld Capital—you said that if we didn't die, you would tell Master." Ning Qingfeng stood quietly in front of Li Yang, lacking the assertiveness she displayed in Yongning County, instead exuding a playful charm typical of young girls. "Tell what?"

Ning Qingfeng is proud, but not aloof.

The main scorer depends on who the opponent is.

She felt compassion for the suffering Kunxiu.

She remained cold and indifferent to those powerful figures who lacked proper moral principles.

When facing Li Yang, she showed her most authentic and unreserved side.

"..." Li Yang remained silent.

During his time in the Ancient Immortal Realm, he came to believe that Ning Xi was indeed Ning Xi, and that there was such a peerless beauty in the Nine Provinces.

He even shed tears for the first time in his life because of Ning Xi's death, feeling heartbroken.

But now you're telling me that there was never any Ning Xi, it was always Ning Qingfeng!

Despite all my precautions, I still fell victim to it in the end.

These powerful figures have such extraordinary abilities that they are simply beyond the reach of someone as lowly as a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Ning Qingfeng felt uneasy because of Li Yang's silence.

Li Yang was a type she had never encountered in her five thousand years of cultivation, so she had no idea what Li Yang was thinking at this moment, and she felt uneasy.

"I'm sorry." She suppressed all her smiles and placed Li Yang on an equal footing with herself.

Instead of the arrogant and domineering patriarch of the Ning family who arbitrarily judged Li Yang and held the power of life and death over him.

"I wanted to experience the world of cultivation again by your side, so I lied to you. You can curse me in the same way you curse those witches, as long as it makes you feel better."

Li Yang did not become angry or embarrassed after being tricked.

Instead, a smile appeared on her face, a smile as warm as a spring breeze—

She was smiling, but tears were streaming down her face.

It wasn't the blood and tears of the past; it was very clear.

"I'm so happy," he said with tears in his eyes and a smile. "I'm so glad 'she' didn't die. 'She' was a wonderful girl, and the first girl to make my heart flutter."

Even if this was just a game of yours, I'm still glad I loved her, that there was once a female cultivator who sacrificed herself for the male cultivator she loved.

Li Yang clasped his hands and bowed respectfully, saying, "Thank you for your divine power, Senior Ning, which allowed someone like me, who was originally destined to be without love, to experience its pleasures."

This experience has strengthened my resolve to pursue the Tao!

The world is so beautiful; I wish to use the sword in my hand to protect all lovers in the world, so that they will no longer be afflicted by that 'evil'.

Li Yang's respectful bow created an invisible distance between the two.

Ning Qingfeng could naturally sense the distance between them and Li Yang's deliberate distancing.

The two were ultimately from different worlds.

This inevitably reminded her of something a strange person had once said—

I was born before you were born, but when you were born, I was already old.

Although cultivators don't consider age, the difference between five thousand years old and thirty years old is too great.

Li Yang's words, in particular, made her feel even more pity for him.

"You go and protect their happiness, but what about yours?" she sighed.

Given Li Yang's personality, he would never take the initiative with a girl. Even if a girl took the initiative to approach him, he would only think that she had ulterior motives.

Even though he has now shone brightly in the Ancient Immortal Secret Realm and obtained the Qianyang Emperor Body and the Innate Sword Embryo, his love life will become even more unsuccessful.

He would define all women who approach him as acting out of self-interest.

Especially since he had deliberately approached Ning Xi through her body, he was afraid that Ning Xi would never easily give him his true feelings again.

"Since we're here, let's make the best of it." Li Yang shook his head. "Besides, I already have a white moonlight in my heart, so whether I love her or not doesn't matter anymore."

The fake Ning Xi became the most perfect white moonlight he had ever loved.

Even if one is alone in the future, walking the long road of cultivation by oneself, when recalling the beauty of the past, one will sigh with emotion – my path is not lonely.

"I..." Ning Qingfeng wanted to explain.

Tell Li Yang that you don't care what others think;

This explains that Ning Xi was not a mortal incarnation; she acted entirely independently and with her own will throughout the entire process.

To reveal one's burning emotions, an eruption that was already beyond redemption—

But when the words reached her lips and she met Li Yang's indifferent gaze, she simply couldn't bring herself to say them.

That's often how feelings are.

The difference in their current cultivation levels and ages means they are destined not to be together.

Perhaps they will eventually come together, but at least for now, reason must prevail over emotion.

As the older one, Ning Qingfeng was now at a loss as to what words or expressions to use to respond to this charming young swordsman.

Both of them were clearly experiencing turmoil inside, but on the surface they pretended to be calm. They used all their strength to maintain this "just right" distance.

Silence speaks louder than sweet words, and absence is more intense than reunion.

"Senior, here is your sword." Li Yang returned the Phoenix Sword to Ning Qingfeng. "This sword is fine, but it does not embody my Dao."

The Phoenix Sword, with its spirit, is reluctant to part with its owner.

But Li Yang is right, Ning Qingfeng is its true owner.

Just like the Immortal Slayer Sword Pill, which would rather remain in the Sword Pill Small World than follow a new master.

Ning Qingfeng took it, and it transformed into the sword pattern on her wrist.

She knew that with Li Yang's charisma in swordsmanship, a sword even more suited to him would be created in the future.

"May I hold your hand one more time?" Ning Qingfeng walked gracefully to Li Yang.

Her physical form is very similar to Ning Xi's, and even the phoenix totem between her eyebrows is almost identical.

In his mind's eye, Li Yang seemed to see the quirky Ning Xi by his side again, sweetly calling him "Senior Brother".

But Ning Xi was already dead—in his heart.

"Senior—" Li Yang took a deep breath, "Your status is too high, and I dare not be disrespectful."

Ning Qingfeng's expression darkened, and her raised hand froze in mid-air.

She simply scoffed, "I can pull it if I want to!"

Without giving Li Yang a chance to refuse, she grabbed his hand and carefully felt the most authentic touch.

It's not a clone, but a real, tangible connection, which makes the impact even stronger.

She knew that no matter how high her position and power were, if she didn't take the initiative and relied on this guy whose mind was full of swords and killing, there would probably be no progress even after she ascended to immortality.

It will be difficult for Li Yang to maintain his indifference and nonchalance.

This familiar touch felt like a return to the time when I was still in the Ancient Immortal Realm, holding the hand of the owner who was indiscriminately killing, which inevitably made me lose my mind.

However, Ning Qingfeng had already withdrawn her hand.

She saw Li Yang's expression, got the answer she wanted, and smiled brightly.

"I'm not by your side, so live well."

Just like your philosophy—letting one evil go free will kill countless lives.

But if you die prematurely, even more evil spirits will wreak havoc on the world.

This is a beautiful artistic conception.

However, we must also consider practical factors.

Even without the Qianyang Emperor Body, this young sword cultivator's charisma and masculine charm revealed his terrifying nature.

Now that he has obtained the body of the Qianyang Emperor, this charm will be pushed to an incredible level.

She didn't want Li Yang to have a harem like the Holy Son of Qianyang, and to become one of his women.

Even if Li Yang surpasses her one day, she will still have her pride.

"If you meet a female cultivator you like, send me a message. Don't make me wait in vain, and don't make me wait in vain..."

As she spoke, Ning Qingfeng's figure transformed into specks of phoenix true fire, dissipating into this world, leaving only her voice echoing in Li Yang's mind.

He did not respond.

The unspoken understanding between the two cannot be broken yet.

Or perhaps—I'm not qualified to expose it yet.

The other party was Ning Qingfeng, whose aura was so dazzling that he couldn't open his eyes.

Perhaps I have become a prominent figure among the prodigies, but a prodigy who has not risen to prominence can never be called a strong person.

"When I am qualified to call you 'fellow Daoist' one day, then we can discuss other matters."