Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1115 Flying Snow in the Sky
Xian Shu Jiangbei, where clouds meet the sky.

As far as the eye can see, the vast white expanse of heaven and earth fills the sky and the earth, with faintly visible towering peaks scattered like stars, arranged in thirty-three crisscrossing paths.

It resembles a chessboard.

At the center of the chessboard, in the Tianyuan Land, lies the Sacred Fire Cliff, the core of the Holy Sect, a place only Golden Core True Monarchs and the Sect Leader are permitted to reside in.

Upon entering Sacred Fire Cliff, one arrives at a sleeping quarters. Pushing open the door, what one sees is not a magnificent palace, but a vast and boundless mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. On the towering mountain of bones, a woman is listlessly resting her chin on her hand, with the setting sun casting a blood-red halo behind her head.

【Danshan Chishui Cave】.

In the once renowned grotto-heaven of the Immortal Pivot, every skeleton within was a defeated foe of True Monarch Flying Snow, a stepping stone for her cultivation.

The greatest martial arts contest in five thousand years, thus it came into being.

However, at this moment, this once vigorous and ambitious True Lord now showed an unusual dejection, simply gazing absently at the scenery of the cave.

At this moment, she is facing an unprecedented predicament.

Chongguang's attempt to obtain the "Covering Lamp Fire" failed, the Overseas Dragon Lord regained his status as the Supreme Being of the "Great Ocean Water," and he had lost hope of winning over the other Great Sages of the Demon Clan.

'The path to becoming a Great True Lord has been completely blocked; there is no way forward.'

In a daze, True Lord Feixue seemed to see layers of invisible shackles wrapped around his body, making it difficult for him to move.

This was something she had never experienced before.

It seems like many years have passed by now.

There were so many that she was surprised.

Time is always like this: it seems incredibly long when you're passing by, but when you look back, you're surprised at how quickly it has gone by.

She emerged from a fabricated history.

She didn't even have parents; she was an abandoned baby girl by the river. Luckily, she was rescued and raised by a farmer in the mortal world, which is how she barely survived starvation.

After growing up, she helped with farm work at home. Although she was a woman, she did no less work than the men. Later, due to a war, her hometown was burned down, and she was captured by soldiers along the way and sent to the Holy Sect as a blood tax. From then on, she became a disciple of the Holy Sect and grew up step by step to where she is today.

Has she experienced difficulties and obstacles?

Many, a great many.

But deep down she knew that she was actually quite successful, because no matter how many difficulties she encountered, she always managed to overcome them through her wisdom and strength.

As her cultivation level improved, she gradually came to understand.

'I came with a mission.'

She didn't know the details of the mission, but it did exist. This mission presented her with unimaginable difficulties, but she also overcame them one by one.

The predicament stems from [variables].

Overcoming it is due to [certainty].

She emerged from the fabricated history as an abandoned baby girl, and then grew up to become the number one True Lord in the Immortal Pivot, all as a result of the clash between the two.

However, she is now stuck.

Having stalled at the mid-stage of True Lord, and unable to find a second True Lord to rely on, the late-stage Golden Core realm of the Cave Heaven Method seemed impossible. In the end, did the [variable] win?

Otherwise, how could she not overcome it?

Is even fate powerless? What about the Holy Ancestor? Why?
"Boom!"

Feixue Zhenjun's thoughts came to an abrupt halt, her heart filled with intense anger, causing the entire [Danshan Chishui Cave Heaven] to begin shaking.

Until a voice rang out:
"Fellow Daoist Snow."

The gentle voice, like a warm breeze, dispelled the dramatic changes within the cave, and a figure formed entirely from the sea of ​​mist stood out of thin air in the cave.

It is indeed [Angxiao]!
This unique Grand True Monarch of the Heavenly Ascension Realm, his narrow eyes filled with amusement, spoke in a low voice, his tone ambiguous as if it were either concern or mockery:
"Can't hold on any longer?"

"..." True Monarch Feixue's eyes suddenly sharpened as he stared intently at the figure shrouded in smoke. After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, "A rare guest indeed."

"Fellow Daoist Xue did not answer my question."

[Angxiao] said in a low voice: "People must rely on themselves. Fellow Daoist's persistence is commendable, but to this day, when have you ever truly relied on yourself?"

One must rely on oneself; this is the insistence of the Flying Snow True Lord, and Chongguang inherited this idea.

However, no one knew that the person who said those words, True Lord Feixue, was, in a way, the one who "never relied on himself".

Her achievements were predetermined.

"This statement is less about perseverance and more about a wake-up call. You are constantly reminding yourself that you have to rely on yourself and can't really entrust everything to that person."

"Until just now, you wavered."

Angxiao's voice was like the sharpest knife, piercing Feixue's heart: "You're wondering why that person's destiny didn't help you."

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True Monarch Feixue didn't speak, but closed his eyes, seemingly deep in thought. After a long while, he opened them and suddenly sighed deeply.

"You are right, fellow Daoist."

"But true temptation never appears suddenly."

"When you've put in years of hard work and finally see an opportunity to go further, but you can't seize it, only by breaking through your bottom line can you hope to get it."

"That's the kind of temptation no one can resist."

"It is precisely because of the previous efforts and hardships that it has become more and more tempting, like a sweet but poisonous apple, making it hard to give up."

"But once you accept this temptation, your spirit will also be lost."

The voice of True Lord Feixue gradually became firm, from its initial soft and weak tone to that of a stubborn rock and metal, until finally it remained unwavering.

"I will not take this road."

At some unknown time, a fierce wind swept through the Danshan Chishui Cave Heaven once again, and Angxiao's figure was blown away into thin air, disappearing without a trace.

Only a divine thought remained on the spot, within which was a scroll of scripture.

True Monarch Feixue took the scripture, scanned it with his divine sense, and initially showed surprise, then suddenly understood. When he looked up again, there was no longer any confusion in his eyes:

They all want me dead.

The original trajectory was disrupted; a certain variable affected everything, as if pressing the accelerator button, shortening the great calamity that should have lasted for thousands of years.

My destiny, my predetermined end, is coming.

'Is it a calamity?'

True Monarch Feixue looked up at the sky, a cold smile playing on his lips: 'That old bastard wants me to prove this Dao, but [Angxiao] wants to sabotage it, so he specifically came here to see me.'

But whatever it is, she doesn't care.

I will go my own way.

'Since the Grotto-Heaven Method has no future, let's give up. I'll forcefully prove it in the void. As long as I can prove [Moistening the Lower Realm], I can always use the Grotto-Heaven again to nourish it!'

If it succeeds, then the road ahead will be opened again.

No, she'll die on the road too!

She wouldn't ask for help from others. At this final stage, she couldn't rely on anyone else; she could only rely on herself, and only herself!

The cave shook, and the woman laughed heartily, as if she had finally resolved a knot in her heart:
"I'm waiting for you to come and take my life!"

(End of this chapter)