The villain and I have eight hundred minds combined

Mu Hanxing still recognized Wu Nian's identity. The reason why she felt familiar with him was because the whisk hanging on his arm belonged to a fortune teller who accidentally came to the theater city.

She said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that... that was the last time they met. The senior was so good to Master..."

"Ah, I remember now. It was him. He looks different every day. Only the whisk, the bronze mirror, and the stinky fox that occasionally appears beside him can prove his identity." Cang Xue suddenly remembered, "Isn't he the Taoist priest in the theater?"

"Oh, that's right." Mu Hanxing remembered the fox that had escaped and asked hurriedly, "Is Qingxi the fox that Senior Wunian raised? It must be a member of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan, right? I know their clan leader."

"Probably. I don't know much about the Nine-tailed Fox Clan. This journey is almost over. You can continue." After saying that, Cang Xue disappeared again.

She continued walking forward, and after a few steps she saw "herself" again. At this time, the girl Xing'er had grown up, but her eyes were cold and her whole temperament was very different from when she was a child. Her bright and flamboyant appearance revealed a kind of arrogance that despised the three realms.

At this time, she could always hear the evil spirit absorbed by the Cang Xue Sword calling her name, instigating her to leave the world of cultivation, to open up new territories, and to become the king. She was always uneasy, but her face was calm as water.

Mu Hanxing watched "her" sitting alone in the room, holding a sword and staring at the door in a daze. She seemed to be in a daze for a long time, talking to countless evil spirits in her heart. Finally, she calmed down, cleared her mind, pushed the door open and left the room.

She took the initiative to find Lu Xin, and the two talked in a dense forest.

"Xing'er, what do you want from me? Have you been bullied?" Seeing that she looked calm yet solemn, Lu Xin's heart immediately tightened, fearing that she had been wronged.

Xing'er shook her head and smiled faintly: "Master, don't you understand me? I would rather let others suffer than let myself suffer."

Lu Xin was stunned and didn't know how to respond. As a master and an old father, he naturally hoped that his daughter would not be bullied, but as a righteous man... Alas.

It was at this time that Lu Xin finally came to his senses. No one is perfect. There is no one in this world who is absolutely good. People are born to seek profit. As long as it does not affect their own interests and does not harm the people around them, everyone can shout slogans to uphold justice.

"I'm glad you're okay. What do you want from me?" Lu Xin asked with a frown.

"I want to ask Master, are the Cangxue Sword and Taichen Sword the magical weapons that can replace the Jiuzhou Ding?" Xing'er went straight to the point and asked him seriously.

Lu Xin was frightened for a moment and his face turned pale. He was speechless. Thousands of words were stuck in his throat. Self-blame and guilt surged in his heart. He could only lower his head in guilt and loss, without saying a word.

Seeing his expression and his silence, she knew the answer in her mind, and it was exactly as she had guessed.

Ever since the Jiuzhou Ding was stolen, Taichen and Cangxue were cast one after another. The Sanjue Sect, where the eldest senior brother previously worked, has made it their mission to protect Taichen from generation to generation. They are probably waiting for this day, and Cangxue's birth has become Taichen's whetstone.

The evidence was the sword-testing competition proposed by many predecessors in the world of cultivation. On that occasion, the master used the Cangxue Sword to fight but was ultimately defeated by Taichen. As a result, the Cangxue Sword chose a new master, and the new master was her.

She told Lu Xin all these guesses one by one. Lu Xin's brows trembled, but he didn't know how to explain.

Finally, she had only one obsession left in her heart. She asked Lu Xin: "Master, I don't mind becoming a new container. Perhaps when I practiced the Cangxue Sword again and again, I calmly accepted everything that fate gave me. Today I came to you just to confirm one thing... That is, you knew everything, knew that I would be corrupted by the evil spirit in the sword, and would lose control and reason in the future, but you still chose to let me inherit the Cangxue Sword?"

Lu Xin's eyes widened, his throat choked, his heart in agony. He shook his head and looked at her with serious eyes: "Master, I swear... Before, when I used Cang Xue, I didn't feel that there was an evil spirit possessing me. If I really realized that this sword would devour people's hearts, I would never give the sword to you!"

Xing'er looked at him, finally showing some emotion, with a forbearing look, but her eyes were red: "Really?"

"Back then, they said they wanted to transfer the Cang Xue Sword to another owner. I thought they thought I was not talented enough to bring out the true power of Cang Xue. I was naturally pleased and happy to pass it on to you. I thought that you would be able to excel in the future and shoulder the responsibility of protecting the three realms. That would be the greatest honor for Wenxin Sect and the pride of being your teacher!" Lu Xin tried his best to explain to her, "If I knew that this sword would devour its owner while swallowing up the evil spirit...how could I bear to push you into the abyss of no return!"

Xing'er is willing to believe her master, who is also her father.

She no longer hesitated, her heart calmed down at this moment, and said to Lu Xin: "I know, it's Xing'er's fault. I shouldn't have doubted Master. Xing'er has something to ask of you."

Lu Xin quickly said, "You say, as long as it is what I can do."

She said resolutely: "If one day I absorb too many evil spirits and become one with the sword, and eventually fall into the devil's way and cannot wake up, please Master, grant me death."

Lu Xin's face froze.

……

The illusion disappeared.

Mu Hanxing suddenly realized at this moment.

So... the original owner, the real Mu Hanxing, she knew everything from the beginning. She was willing to become a new container to protect the world, but when did she lose her mind and use any means to achieve her goal?

Cang Xue noticed her doubts and said bluntly: "Over the years, most of the evil spirits absorbed by Cang Xue and Tai Chen are heroes and elites from all walks of life. They are heroes and elites, those who pursue power, and those who desire power are as numerous as stars. Over time, they are you, and you are them."

"Are you trying to say that I've done so many wrong things, provoked people from all walks of life, and looked for male lovers all because I was controlled by an evil spirit?" To be honest, she didn't want to accept this.

What she always hated the most was the forced whitewashing drama.

No one is perfect. There is no perfect person in this world. Everyone has a dark side. Humans are profit-seeking animals, so why give yourself the title of saint?

A true hero dares to face his own desires.

However, the sword spirit Cang Xue was very straightforward and mocked her: "Ha, stop it, I've already said that you are that kind of person. If there were no evil spirit, you might choose not to do it because of the rules of the mountain gate, moral constraints, etc., but you, me and the evil spirit in the sword have already merged into one!"

Merge into one... What kind of existence is "she"...