My apprentice is a little weird?

Hearing this, Jiang Yan's expression changed slightly and he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was re-examining the person in front of him. Then he spoke tentatively.

"Cuihua, you should know that you are doomed to die here and now. Even if I can let go of the past grudges, others will not let you go."

"So...what do you want to do?"

Jiang Yan's words were not a threat. Putting aside the fear Shen Ming felt when he faced her after waking up, and the prejudices between the Fifth Elder and Lu Ming, the upcoming cultivators from the Chengfeng Sword Sect would be enough to give her a hard time.

You should know that the Lingxiang Conference has not ended yet. Individual cultivators and sects from all over the world will gather here. Although not too many people are paying attention to this place, nearly half of them are.

After all... there was such a big commotion here.

All the disciples and elders who were originally dismissed by Lu Ming were also attracted here at this moment.

It can be said that almost all the powerful people in the entire Lingxiang Conference have arrived one after another. If it were not for the pressure she exuded when she lost control before and the mad absorption of the surrounding spiritual energy that temporarily turned it into a "spiritualless" wasteland, the cultivators entering would be forced to weaken their strength by 30%. Otherwise, this place would have been surrounded by cultivators long ago.

Furthermore, when all the practitioners gather here and see the "Tao Fruit" quietly taking root here, who can remain rational?

This is the Chengfeng Sword Sect's territory? What? Are you saying it's yours? You planted it?

There is an old saying in the spiritual world that the rootless treasure belongs to the capable! !

The woman in the green elixir had a bitter look on her face. She felt the vast and complex aura in the sky and sighed softly.

If nothing unexpected happens, this place will be completely surrounded in a short while...

"Oh~ I don't know either."

A trace of helplessness appeared on her cold and beautiful face, and then she regained her composure as if she had accepted her future fate. She raised her head and looked at Jiang Yan seriously.

"I was so crazy about hunting you down before, but after I woke up, I felt that I was incredible. I had such a crazy obsession with you that it even overwhelmed my desire for revenge."

"I don't want to pursue the mystery at this moment, and I have nothing to compensate you. I can only say to you...I'm sorry."

After saying this, she didn't care whether Jiang Yan accepted it or not. She just breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed completely.

Jiang Yan's eyes twitched slightly.

Hey, hey, hey, I didn't accept it! And what's your attitude? Are you going to just let it go after two days and two nights of pursuit? Just apologize?

But Jiang Yan didn't show any sign of abnormality on the surface.

There was no need for that, because he had already seen the "old grandfathers" of the Wind Riding Sword Sect coming at the end of his spiritual awareness. Well, the elders of the retirement group.

Their lifespans are almost over and their cultivation levels are at the top. They have come out in full force at this moment obviously intending to fight to the death.

Facing the warm sun, even though he was as strong-willed as he was (holding up against Shen Ming?), he couldn't help but feel a little tired at this moment.

“Really good~”

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and relaxed his mind, but the woman in the elixir fruit suddenly spoke at this moment.

"Jiang Yan"

"Hmm? Any last words you want to pass down to the world?"

The woman's face showed no strange expression. The corners of her mouth, which were always cold, now curled up slightly, like a cold spring meeting spring, or ice melting into water. She became less ethereal and more playful.

"My name is Ke Xin. To be honest, I have never heard my name from you."

The green, round pill fruit trembled slightly, and the glowing green light from it condensed into her shape in front of Jiang Yan.

With skin as white as mutton-fat jade, a complex dress with a classical feel, and a face as cold and pure as the fairy Guanghan, she really looks like a fairy descending to the earth.

But at this moment, she had a smile in her eyes, which destroyed her coldness and added a bit of charm.

This description, which should be contradictory, now appears on one person.

"Can you... call my name?"

Jiang Yan looked straight ahead, his eyes swept across the dead body of Shen Ming and then looked at the woman's clear eyes.

"Okay, Cuihua."

The light in Cuihua's eyes had obviously faded a lot, and she took two steps back in disappointment, preparing to dissipate this phantom body.

But Jiang Yan's words made her stop.

"Do you know why I only call you Cuihua?"

Cuihua said expressionlessly: "Because of your bad taste."

A meaningful smile appeared on Jiang Yan's lips.

"Are you sure~"

"certainly……"

Cuihua was about to insist but suddenly froze! Jiang Yan's words flashed through her mind involuntarily.

"There is no such good thing in the world..."

"Once you disintegrate, you will no longer be yourself~"

"Could it be... there are still undiscovered remains of corpse transformation in my body?! But this is impossible. I am awake now!"

"The remnants that belonged to them during the initial corpse transformation have now been completely stripped away from my body and transformed into Dao Fruit, so I can now feel sober after sobering up. I can say with certainty that I am clean at this moment!"

After realizing this, Cuihua smiled coldly.

"Humph, I'm almost at the end of my rope and you're still threatening me. Isn't that a bit too much of a bad taste?"

Jiang Yan ignored her and looked up at Cuihua's head with a serious expression. There was a magical light in his eyes and his sight seemed to penetrate the dark void and reach the sky. He asked some incomprehensible questions.

"Throughout the ages, cultivators have always been most averse to anything involving the Way of Heaven. But this still couldn't stop some cultivators from pursuing the Way (the desire to die). They wandered between life and death and explored, and finally found a method to figure out the secrets of Heaven. They also discovered the connection between living beings and the Way of Heaven, which is the thread of fate."

"The thread of fate is illusory and contains everything. It encompasses fate and is unique. Every living being has it and it is unique. No living being can see it. If one sees it, he will be terrified. Therefore, the way of divination is to sense one's own thread of fate and use it to influence the fate of others and predict the past and the future. One cannot control the secrets of heaven and decide life and death, honor and disgrace with a single word."

"The latter is a conceptual absolute. In other words... only forces of the same magnitude can affect the thread of fate."

Shen Ming, who had been lying dead, subconsciously clenched his fingers at this moment.

Cuihua's breathing became inexplicably rapid. She subconsciously stepped back and didn't want to listen to Jiang Yan's words, but she still forced herself to remain calm!

"What do you mean? What do you want to say?!"

Jiang Yan paused and continued, "If the fate is broken, can it really be repaired?"

Cuihua's fingers were trembling and her face was pale. She took two steps back and forced a smile on her face.

"Why...why can't I...have just come back..."

Jiang Yan stood up and walked slowly towards her, talking as he walked.

"Yeah, you survived."

"So, who are you?"