Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 215 Playing with tiles at the age of three

The newcomer sneered repeatedly, "So, did you succeed?"

The Supreme Elder pursed his lips and remained silent, “…”

"You underestimate the Zhou Tian Star Array left behind by the Holy Land! You also underestimate the sects stationed in various regions by the Holy Land!" The newcomer lightly lifted his foot and took a step forward. "The Zhou Tian Star Array was passed down from the Upper Realm, and it has infinite uses. Do you really think you can break such an array with just your few counterfeit Heaven-Slaying Thorns? And those sects... What? Do you think that by infiltrating those sects like sieves, you can completely control every disciple of those sects?"

"Yes! Over the years, due to the extreme pressure from Tianyuan, the laws and regulations of the sects stationed in various places have become increasingly ruthless, but this world is ultimately the world of every cultivator! Even knowing they are going to die, they will die for the sake of the people!"

"You are a member of the Zhengyang Sect. Do you still remember the oath you made when you became a disciple of the sect?"

The midday sun shone from behind the old man, making it somewhat dazzling.

The Supreme Elder instinctively covered his eyes, but it seemed as if he saw a half-grown child dressed in coarse linen clothes standing resolutely in front of the dignified immortal master through the light.

That innocent face was filled with a sacred longing as he chanted the oath taught by the immortal master along with his older brothers and sisters who had entered the sect with him.

Heaven bears witness, and mountains and rivers bear proof!
I hereby swear with this heart:

Slay evil spirits and protect the people.

I am worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of my own soul.
Even if I perish and my soul returns to heaven and earth, I will not have failed in my cultivation or the legacy of my sect!
Those young voices echoed in my mind again and again, the words of the oath completely incomprehensible to me when I was so young.

But the vows we once made are like knives that are eternally etched into our bones and souls.

Having witnessed firsthand the fearlessness of their sect leaders and their relentless pursuit of demons and monsters, it ultimately became an indelible mark on their souls.

They no longer talk about these things as they did when they first started out, but these things are now ingrained in their very being.

Whenever faced with any relevant choice, a voice from deep within their soul tells them how to act.

No! There was no choice, only intuition.

An unwavering intuition!
The world and oneself are never a choice that can be compared.

If one person forgets, there are hundreds, thousands more.

It may be hidden away by the gloom at times, but it always reappears unexpectedly at some inexplicable moment.

Otherwise, how could they be so easily attracted by the Humanity Alliance's words of salvation?

Willing to become this straw to save the world?

"Stop!" The newcomer had appeared beside the Supreme Elder without anyone noticing, and gently patted his shoulder. "As fellow Daoists of the Human Dao Alliance, I do not wish for us to reach the point where we fight each other. The path of balance may be difficult, but it is our only way. As for the ideals that your faction upholds... you can explore them, but do not gamble with the fate of all the people under heaven."

"This world... is already bad enough."

"..." The Supreme Elder paused slightly, remaining silent.

Seeing his expression, the visitor did not say anything more.

They were all Nascent Soul stage cultivators. Even if the other party's cultivation was slightly weaker than their own, they each had their own unique Dao Heart, honed through countless trials and tribulations.

My few words today may not be enough to shake his long-held beliefs, but it is like the seemingly empty oath he took when he first became an apprentice.

The seeds that have been planted will always take root and sprout at the right time.

They are the Humanitarian Alliance, the sowers who plant the seeds of hope for humanity.

They were pioneers, lone travelers who lit campfires in the darkness.

The visitor turned to look elsewhere, then abruptly changed the subject, "Just now...did they make a move?"

"You need to take action personally on your own turf? It seems your identity has been discovered?"

The newcomer turned and looked around. "No body, no blood. Looks like you didn't succeed? You've been living in seclusion here, and only people within your sect know you live here. Which sect leader discovered your identity?"

The Supreme Elder, regaining his composure, replied softly, "It was a disciple..."

"Oh? The disciples of your Zhengyang Sect are at most at the Foundation Establishment stage, yet they managed to escape from your hands?"

“He was a very outstanding disciple…” The Supreme Elder was stunned, recalling the young man who had just run away.

The last time I came, I was only at the second level of the Foundation Establishment stage.

However, only a month has passed since then, and he has been guarding the Heavenly Abyss Demon Rift for the past month, yet he has already broken through to the fourth level of Foundation Establishment.

The speed of this breakthrough was simply astonishing. Even though he had never heard of this disciple's name when he was still in the sect, he now knew just how talented this disciple was.

So he pursed his lips and added, "In the past hundred years, no one in the sect has surpassed him."

"Oh? To earn such high praise from you, you must be quite remarkable." The newcomer smiled slightly and asked curiously, "What's your name? Perhaps I've met you before?"

"In the woods."

The newcomer was taken aback. "In the woods?"

In my memory, the figure who covered the rear of the four sects' disciples in the tide of demons reappeared in my mind.

The figure of the young man who stood up and volunteered to fight when all four sects retreated shone as brightly as the sun overhead.

The visitor chuckled softly, "So it's him... He is indeed a very outstanding disciple."

"You've met the esteemed envoy as well?"

"We've met once before." The visitor nodded. "It seems you still have some sense of propriety and didn't kill off these promising new talents."

The Supreme Elder's lips moved slightly, but he was too lazy to explain further.

The other party clearly thought he had held back, but he hadn't.

It was only because an unknown powerful being casually blocked his way that the boy was able to escape.

But if you insist on saying you're holding back, there's really nothing wrong with that.

After all, when they last met, this kid was only at the second level of Foundation Establishment, and he probably didn't have the Gilded Exquisite Pagoda, which is the most top-level magic weapon that can be used by those below the Nascent Soul stage.

During that meeting, he had already sensed the boy's slight interest in probing him.

He probably put himself on the list of suspects from that time onwards, but it was only through Yuhu's testimony that his true identity was confirmed.

If I had been ruthless back then and had simply killed him, none of this mess would have happened.

Ultimately, it all comes down to being soft-hearted towards the disciples of the sect.

Looking at the silent Supreme Elder, the newcomer's true energy lingered in his palm before finally subsiding.

‘That’s all. ’

I intended to teach them a lesson, but it seems unnecessary to go that far.

To outsiders, this Supreme Elder is indeed a member of the Demon Worship Sect, but even as a member of the Demon Worship Sect, his starting point is always for the benefit of the entire human race.

The few sacrifices and killings that occurred during their operations all took place within the area where the Heavenly Abyss Laws were effective. According to the doctrines of their Demon Worship Sect lineage, all cultivators who died under the Heavenly Abyss Laws would eventually be "reborn" in the Heavenly Abyss in another form.

This sacrifice is also their practice and exploration of the laws of the heavens and their own ideals. Although some innocent people will be sacrificed, it is ultimately an attempt to save the entire human race.

The Demon Worship Sect lineage is the second alternative of the orthodox Humanity Alliance. This is a legacy passed down from the Upper Realm. As one of the executors of the Lower Nine Realms, he has no right to interfere too much in this matter and can only issue some warnings in the end...

The premise is that they don't really go too far.

……

After leaving the area of ​​Niushou Mountain, the flying sword of the Imperial Guardian sped through the forest, only stopping to catch its breath when it was almost at the foot of Zhengyang Sect Mountain.

The burst of true energy left him feeling empty inside, but the refined magical artifact, the Gilded Exquisite Pagoda, constantly supplied him with purified, pure metallic spiritual energy to quickly fill the void in his true energy.

"Are you sure you can handle this? You're already panting like this after only a short while?" Chunxue jumped off the flying sword nonchalantly and clapped her hands with a grin.

Lin Jian, leaning on his sword, glared at her. "This is a double flight! Do you understand what a double flight is? It's one thing to fly by myself, but I also have to bring along a piece of trash like you! When are you going to recover your cultivation? Taking you with me wherever I go will cost me twice the amount of true energy!"

"I'll recover my cultivation?" Chunxue sneered, arms crossed. "The first thing I'll do when I recover my cultivation is to make you, you little thief, ride under my lap like a beast of burden!"

Lin Jian shook his head. "I doubt it. We can't even beat an old man in the Nascent Soul stage. Otherwise, why would we have run this far with our tails between our legs?"

"What do you know?!" Chunxue exclaimed, jumping up and down. "I'm just respecting the elderly and caring for the young! That old man is too old for me to lower myself to his level!"

"Alright, alright! King Chunxue is the best in the world." Lin Jian squatted down and plopped down on the spot without caring about his image.

The dry, withered grassland stretched far into the distance, and the two stood at the foot of a small hill, gazing at the setting sun in the distance.

Do you believe what that elder said?

Although it was a great risk to meet this elder of the Demon Worship Sect.

But we also received a lot of information.

The Elder's words resolved many of the doubts that Lin Jian had previously held.

For example, after the Zhengyang Sect's garrison suffered a crushing defeat last time, why did the sect deal with the survivors so decisively and ruthlessly?

The Supreme Elder who was leading the garrison at the time was a member of the Demon Worship Sect, so it was perfectly reasonable for him to send the remaining disciples of the Zheng Yang Sect to the Demon Worship Sect through this means.

For example, why do I always feel that those demonic people who worship demons have such a strong sense of conviction, but I never expected that these seemingly treacherous people actually have ideals of saving the world in their hearts?

This feeling of being the only one sober in a world of drunkenness can indeed inspire someone to forge ahead.

The only thing that still puzzles Lin Jian is Chunxue's stance.

Throughout the entire process, Haruyuki seemed completely unsurprised or unmoved by the other party's theory.

It was as if... all the theories and ideas of the so-called Demon Worship Sect, or the Humanity Alliance, were not secrets to her.

Indeed... after all, she is a sword immortal from the Upper Nine Realms, and her knowledge and level are generally beyond my reach.

So it's always good to ask her when you encounter problems, right?

"do not know."

Chunxue crossed her arms and lightly brushed aside any responsibility.

"?"

Chunxue toyed with a weed between her fingers, a nonchalant smile playing on her lips. "Whether you believe it or not is your business. Only parents teach you right from wrong, good from bad. Who am I to you? Do you think you'll believe just because I tell you to?"

"Mama!"

"Um……"

"Mama!"

"Uh~"

"Mommy! Mommy! Mommy!"

Chunxue blushed, "How can you say something like that so naturally!"

"I started making tiles when I was three years old."

"?"

"Alright, alright, alright!" Chunxue put her arm around Linjian's shoulder, who was sitting next to her. "Since my dear son has asked so sincerely, then Mommy will mercifully tell you. I'm asking you, in all the information he told you before, there was a fatal flaw, did you notice it?"

"The Four Demon Lords?"

“That’s right!” Chunxue smiled and patted Lin Jian’s head. “As expected, my good son is very smart! In their eyes, the Four Demon Lords are the ultimate beings of Tianyuan. But in my opinion, that’s not the case. Above them, there is a sovereign whose name is unknown, who has never left any information about himself.”

“Hmm…” Lin Jian stroked his chin with his index finger, “But the elder said their research comes from many ancient books, a fact that is recognized even in the Nine Realms…”

"Hmm?" Chunxue squinted, her small arm around Linjian's shoulder tightening. "What do you mean?"

"Is it possible?" Lin Jian gestured in the air, "There is something that has no record of anything in anyone's knowledge, has no influence on the outside world, and has never even appeared before the world. So this thing might... not exist at all?"

With a "whoosh," Lin Jian's body swayed violently as Chun Xue forcefully pressed him to the side of his face.

Her delicate features glanced sideways into the woods, her expression filled with intense anger. "Do you believe them or me?!"

"I believe you!" Lin Jian suddenly raised three fingers on his right hand. "I will always, always unconditionally believe in my Chunxue Mama!"

"Hmm~" Chunxue nodded in satisfaction and released Linjian's arm. "They're all idiots! Only I'm right!"

Lin Jian stroked his chin. "So you mean everything he said was nonsense?"

"That's not necessarily true. From their perspective, all their actions and preparations may be correct and reasonable."

"Then I'll go join them?" Lin Jian got up to leave.

He was pressed down again.

“My dear son, you’re all grown up now. Don’t make Mommy worry about everything. I can take care of you for a while, but can I take care of you forever?” Chunxue sighed and said earnestly, “Whether you believe it or not, you have to judge for yourself. Mommy can only tell you what I know. As for the rest, you have to find out and judge for yourself.”

"But I just want to hear Mommy's opinion!" Lin Jian leaned close to Chunxue's cheek, blinking her eyes rapidly, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy!"

"cough!"

Chunxue's face was furrowed, but she was secretly pleased.

"Since my precious son values ​​his mother so much, then I, the Great King, will speak frankly with you!"

"This world is doomed! Just live one day at a time like me!"

(End of this chapter)