Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 918 - 474: Vitality (Part 2)

Seeing the two people’s tragic situation, Tie Dan had already foreseen something. After a moment of hesitation, he turned and leaped away, continuing to search for the third person.

Found.

Shen Jianjia of Yanzi Cave

She lay face-up, at the bottom of the rock wall, on a platform jutting outward, seemingly having fallen from the high sky, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere. Her abdomen was also cut open, intestines spattered out, scattered messily like blossoming flowers. Her whole body, skin and bones, internal organs and Essence Blood, all ruptured under the impact, a horrifying sight.

But she wasn’t dead yet.

Yes, even in this condition, she wasn’t dead, still breathing steadily. However, she couldn’t be saved.

Because she was also mutating, she was transforming into a demon. Her intestines, her flesh, were like plant roots, climbing vines, spreading capillaries, crawling all over the mountain, clinging to the cliffs, greedily absorbing the black stone stalactites on the rock wall, as if seeking vitality from the void of darkness.

But perhaps due to too much damage from the fall, her body hadn’t completed the transformation and restructuring; she couldn’t move freely like the two monsters above.

Even if this shell could be saved, would the one who revived still be Jian Jia?

Tie Dan stared at Jian Jia’s dilated pupils, looking at the deathly state of this Junior Sister who always schemed and plotted, feeling as if a hole was left in his heart.

In truth, they weren’t Daoist companions, nor was there any romantic feelings between them.

Tie Dan just suddenly realized, Guangxia Mountain’s Yanzi Cave was empty.

The heavens are vast, and the empty mountain is shadowless.

From now on, in this world, there’s only himself left.

One person must keep moving forward.

So after a moment of silence, Tie Dan flew back to the cliff top without a backward glance to retrieve his sword.

Yet when he returned to the top of the cliff, he found that the person facing the wall in meditation had been replaced by someone else.

"No."

The elderly person facing the wall said,

"Give her a chance."

Tie Dan frowned,

"What chance is this? If she becomes a Heavenly Demon, destroying heaven and earth, wouldn’t she still have to be killed?"

"Not necessarily."

The elder stared at the wall,

"Even if she turns into a demon, there’s still a fifty percent chance to restore a human heart. There’s an opportunity! A fifty-fifty chance!"

Tie Dan rolled his eyes,

"Yes, a fifty-fifty chance. Don’t I know? If not successful, then it’s ’become a benevolent one’! Move aside!"

The old man angrily shouted,

"You give her a chance! How many chances have I given you! She only has this one chance! Is it too much to ask?"

Tie Dan laughed coldly,

"What did you tell me back then! Some people can’t be saved! Some sacrifices are necessary!

I endured it, left them behind, and moved forward! But you couldn’t endure it! Damn it! Move aside!"

The old man shouted in anger,

"If you save no one, then you’re still taking the same path as me! Nothing has changed!"

Tie Dan fell silent, halted his steps.

The old man sighed, began to speak slowly,

"The Heavenly Dao is constant and the natural order prevails. Without heavenly deities and Buddha’s protection, one who has been trampled on their whole life finds climbing the mountain to reach the heavens incredibly difficult.

If a mere mortal wishes to reverse fate, they can only resort to tricks and deceptions, seizing these life-or-death opportunities.

The Shen family’s bloodline is inherently flawed, an experimental waste product, without the blessing of luck, sooner or later death awaits.

But if she can, between life and death, comprehend my Dao, acquire my techniques, and absorb several special premium wet components, she may catch a fleeting chance...

You should seal her here, treat it as nurturing Gu. For one cycle of sixty years, only one cycle.

If after one cycle she hasn’t regained her true self... then you eat her..."

Tie Dan’s brow furrowed deeply, understanding some, yet puzzled, mused,

"So all this, is your doing? You wish to use Ci Yun and the Princess... to raise Jian Jia?

And you mentioned nurturing Gu? What if in the end, the Gu favors them? What’s your plan then?"

The old man remained silent.

Indeed, no matter what is nurtured, they still have to feed the sword.

Tie Dan thought,

"The Dao you imparted to her, can it truly reverse fate for mere mortals? Can I take a look?"

The elder extended his hand, wiped the dust off the wall, revealing the scripture written on it,

"This Book, it’s not yet time for it to emerge, as today’s Heavenly Dao hasn’t changed. Cultivating it would mean certain death ten times out of ten.

Only specific types of wet components, in specific places, offer a slim chance.

Like here, it’s the starting point of our enlightenment, a landmark on the Dirac Sea.

Through this point, Nine Yin Mountain of All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds is linked together.

Therefore, we don’t need to go through Kun to communicate steadily.

So we can seize the opportunity through the changes of the Membrane Observer to alter fate.

Therefore, leave quickly, do not return until the truth emerges."

Tie Dan hesitated for a moment, inquired,

"Since you know how to save her, what about the others?

Can’t you just tell me what to do next?"

"I don’t know, haven’t you seen it? I haven’t saved anyone actually..."

The elder paused for a moment, shook his head,

"Time is a mess, each wave’s trajectory alters, yet inevitably reaches destiny’s end.

So I don’t know, I can’t answer you. What I know, you will know eventually, or knowing it won’t be useful.

Besides, even if my life is replicated, it saves no one, what meaning is left?

Follow your own thoughts, keep moving forward, try those unprecedented possibilities.

Maybe there’s a chance, saving one is better than none."

Saving one is better than none... How tragic is this...

"Speak quickly, ask your questions, then get going! The longer you stay, the more variables, the lower the success rate!"

The old man was growing impatient.

Tie Dan thought,

"Alright, one last question, what’s going on with Xuan Nu?"

The elder was startled,

"What do you mean about Xuan Nu?"

Tie Dan recalled,

"I remember Kun didn’t allow me to cultivate the Daoist Skill of the Faceless Immortal? But... Xuan Nu also has no face..."

The elderly fell silent, said nothing for a long time, as if a stone statue.

Just when Tie Dan thought the old man had gone offline, he slowly began to speak.

"...Indeed, if you can’t see the face, it means the existence in the shrine has met its end, defeated in the ultimate battle, devoured by the Heavenly Demon.

So the Dao she passed down was also assimilated by the Heavenly Demon, fallen to the Demon Path, becoming a dead end."

"Devoured? Assimilated?"

Tie Dan was stunned, suddenly realized what he was saying,

"Wait! Xuan Nu was defeated!? Taiji Dao has perished!"

Then the elder abruptly turned his head, revealing an empty hollow on his head, dark as the Void Abyss.

"Don’t bother with such matters! Forge your own sword!"

Then Chen Xuantian opened his eyes, waking up from the dream.