The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 353 - 313: I Want to Kill Him
Outside the Emperor’s Pool, Jiang Zhi, wielding his sword, watched as Chu Huaixu emerged unscathed before halting his actions.
The Moon Country cultivators tasked with guarding the Emperor’s Pool had long been sprawled across the ground.
Nevertheless, it was apparent that this Daoist Sect’s unparalleled killer had exercised restraint, refraining from dealing a fatal blow to these individuals.
As for the external array restrictions, they were nearly demolished by his Sword Qi, with only the shattered array eye struggling to hold on.
"Did anything happen to you?" Jiang Zhi asked.
Chu Huaixu did not conceal: "Master Ancestor, the Emperor’s Divine Thought intended to possess me."
A brief statement that caused the counterpart to freeze momentarily, before their face was enveloped in killing intent and a chill.
He immediately used his Divine Sense to scrutinize Chu Huaixu’s current condition.
Ensuring he was unharmed, he then asked: "Did it fail?"
"Yes, I used some methods," he did not elaborate.
Jiang Zhi had always known that Chu Huaixu harbored many secrets.
But in this regard, he was not the inquisitive type.
Cultivators have secrets they don’t want others to know, which is the foundation of many people’s existence and livelihood.
Except even he could not have imagined, how Chu Huaixu, with mere Third Realm Cultivation, could escape unscathed from the Moon Country’s holy ground?
"Let’s go, leave here first," Jiang Zhi looked up at the sky and spoke.
"Alright."
The two flew toward the direction of the Cultivation Hall.
During the flight, Chu Huaixu didn’t forget to inform him that Niu Yuanshan had died.
Jiang Zhi’s eyelids lowered slightly, and his right hand’s index and middle fingers lightly twitched.
He originally thought his Master Ancestor would ask more.
But to his surprise, Jiang Zhi merely said two sentences.
"First go and rendezvous with Nangong Yue and Chu Yinyin."
"Then just tell me what you want to do."
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Cultivation Hall, guest room.
Nangong Yue and Chu Yinyin were no longer in the Martial Arts Arena.
They had gone there earlier, akin to attending an opening ceremony.
The preliminary had nothing much to observe, nor was it necessary to stay.
Moreover, such a major event occurred right before the East and West Continent Competition officially began!
From the perspective of these two Daoist Sect Elders, everything happened too abruptly, and too frivolously.
Nangong Yue believed there was a deeper story behind it.
But with the scattered information at hand, she didn’t know the reason.
Nevertheless, regardless, even if Niu Yuanshan was indeed a spy, he shouldn’t have been killed on the spot!
The subsequent handling should be done jointly by Moon Country and Daoist Sect.
Moreover, hearing Qin Xuexiao’s meaning, it was like speaking in front of thousands of people that Chu Huaixu, the true disciple, was also a spy.
These two things combined, along with the Moon Country Royal Family’s final handling method, and the forceful intervention of the National Guardian from the Nine Heavens above, were tantamount to slapping the face of the Daoist Sect!
The old girl was already furious.
"This is intolerable!"
She began cursing again: "Where’s Junior Martial Uncle!"
"My master was right, Jiang Zhi Jiang Zhi, forever arriving!"
Nangong Yue immediately raised her hand: "Wait, Junior Sister, speak with caution. Now is the time to unite against outside threats, so why look for problems among our own initially."
"Junior Martial Uncle is unaware of the situation here, evidently Moon Country must have done something."
Chu Yinyin agreed upon hearing, thinking it made sense.
The other party was intentional while they were unprepared, naturally vulnerable.
After exchanging a few more words, Jiang Zhi returned with Chu Huaixu.
Having shared their respective situations, Nangong Yue and Chu Yinyin hadn’t expected that everything was merely for possession!
The Emperor’s Divine Thought actually had consciousness! It wasn’t just a simple power of the Divine Soul!
Furthermore, it actually wanted to be reborn through Chu Huaixu!
This matter was so significant.
So significant that they found it difficult to digest for a while.
"Damn it! Moon Country people should die!" Chu Yinyin immediately began to jump in anger.
"The Royal Family, indeed, has always been of this nature!"
"Greedy, selfish, self-centered, arrogant..." She started to spit out words continuously.
But notably, none of the three Daoist Sect high-level members present questioned Chu Huaixu about why someone claimed he was Huo Dingyi or why the Heir of Prince Rui said he was a spy.
Nangong Yue only asked tentatively, after deep consideration:
"Huaixu, Qin Xuexiao said Steward Niu was a spy, what do you think?"
All three fixed their gaze on him.
Chu Huaixu raised his head, his expression unchanged, and said calmly:
"I’m not sure, but at least to me, he isn’t."
Next, he probably has many things to do.
Just to do these things, Old Niu mustn’t be!
At least... he must firmly declare Old Niu isn’t!
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The four of them talked in the room for nearly half an hour.
In the end, Jiang Zhi asked Chu Huaixu: "What do you want to do next?"
The dead fox could directly understand his Master Ancestor’s intent.
But after pondering, he still said: "Master Ancestor, I need time to think, I want to get some air, and I’ll give you the answer later."
"Alright." Jiang Zhi’s eyelids lowered slightly, not hurrying.
At this moment, Han Shuangjiang and Xu Ziqing were still participating in the preliminary at the Martial Arts Arena.
He walked alone, seemingly aimlessly.
But as he walked, he inexplicably arrived at the courtyard where Old Niu resided.
Chu Huaixu walked in and sat on the stone bench under the tree.
It snowed a bit last night, but not heavily, so the ground today had no snow accumulation, long since melted.
He began to zone out.
For some reason, the words of Niu Yuanshan on the high platform saying to Qin Xuexiao rang in his ears.
"Chu Huaixu is just Chu Huaixu."
"I have long sent the message, Huo Dingyi is dead, does Young Master not know?"
In that scene, Niu Yuanshan knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the floor, resembling a dead lackey, akin to an old dog kept by the Royal Family.
Chu Huaixu actually hoped he would struggle a bit more for himself, rather than for him.
Because truthfully, Chu Huaixu doesn’t need it.
But it’s precisely because he doesn’t need it that it’s the most painful part.
Facing the grand chessboard of the world, Niu Yuanshan is but a small figure.
He doesn’t know the Origin Spirit Realm, doesn’t know the Kunlun Cave Heaven, doesn’t know the Primordial Spirit, doesn’t know the arrangements of the Dao Ancestor...he knows nothing.
In fact, what he said to Qin Xuexiao might be the real truth!
Chu Huaixu is indeed only Chu Huaixu!
The world truly has been long without Huo Dingyi!
From beginning to end, he was just Chu Huaixu.
Yet he chose to sacrifice himself, choosing to spare Huo Dingyi.
This is what makes Chu Huaixu most painful.
But as he sat under the tree, feeling the cool breeze, after a while, he suddenly murmured:
"Old Niu, is this also... letting go of your younger self?"
Chu Huaixu naturally received no response.
He got up from the bench and entered Niu Yuanshan’s house.
Not much inside, on the wooden table were three uneaten Spirit Oranges.
The oranges were grown on Medicine Mountain, and couldn’t be bought outside.
After sitting down, Chu Huaixu looked at the oranges.
"Are they really that tasty?" he wondered aloud.
He knew very well, Old Niu had a penchant for them.
He casually picked up an orange and peeled it.
Chu Huaixu placed a segment of the Spirit Orange into his mouth.
The orange was very sour; between each segment, he paused for several seconds.
After eating the whole orange, he found it incredibly sour, yet it didn’t bring tears to his eyes.
"So sour, Old Niu! What an unbearable sourness!" Chu Huaixu spread his hands, and the orange peel fell onto the table.
"Being this sour, how could you... swallow them down daily..."
After consuming the unbearably sour orange, and uttering those words, Chu Huaixu’s conflicted heart had found the answer.
Then just follow your heart.
He had decided on his next steps.
Chu Huaixu stood up and walked out of Old Niu’s house.
"Then...one by one," he muttered, looking up at the sky.
In this encounter, the Emperor’s Divine Thought abandoned the Heir of Prince Rui as a "vessel" and turned to possess him, which, from a certain perspective, saved Qin Xuexiao’s life.
"But you shouldn’t have!" His mind conjured Qin Xuexiao standing on the high platform overlooking like a dog.
——You got yourself into trouble.
The protagonist of the world, huh?
Chu Huaixu chuckled.
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If I can save, I can also kill.
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