I've never felt happy to become an immortal.

Chapter 211 I Am Your Wall Breaker (Third Update)
A cage that repeats itself endlessly.

It was still a perfect twenty years of life.

This is a difficult choice.

The Heavenly Demon truly knows how to exploit the weaknesses of human nature.

He controlled this secret realm, creating an endless cycle of imprisonment. Only when Fan Qingshuang accepted what was called a divine destiny but was actually a curse could everyone be set free.

This is not a fair trade.

But Fan Qingshuang seemed to have no other choice.

Rejection simply means enduring more pain for a while longer.

The Heavenly Demon also believed that Fan Qing Shuang would, like everyone else in the past, ultimately have no choice but to accept her destiny with immortality.

At that time, after obtaining Fan Qingshuang's body, He will be able to completely escape this prison.

Everything was planned in advance.

However, Tianmo did not realize that this transaction was also within Fan Qingshuang's expectations.

Because Fan Qing Shuang stepped forward directly, her right hand passed through the dark, fierce flames, and grabbed the dark flame at the very center of the flames, holding it firmly in her palm. The sharp and burning pain climbed up her right hand.

The Heavenly Demon was slightly surprised, then smiled and said, "It seems you have accepted your fate."

Fan Qingshuang said expressionlessly, "Accept? I'm afraid you've misunderstood."

The Heavenly Demon was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"You want my body, but I want you dead."

Fan Qingshuang watched the dark, ferocious flames slowly spreading up her right hand, and said, pausing between sentences, "It's almost impossible to destroy you, who is hidden in this secret realm, but once you leave here, all your advantages will vanish."

"Are you trying to take us both down with you?" The Heavenly Demon sneered. "Do you really think I'm that easy to kill?"

“I don’t think so, but…” Fan Qingshuang said slowly, “This is the only way I can think of.”

Fan Qingshuang is a rather pure person, without many ulterior motives. She is very perceptive of goodwill and malice, and can always grasp the key points in just a few words.

She knew that everything the other person said was a trap to lure her into, but she didn't care about their rhetoric at all... No matter how they tried to set a trap, no matter how many lies and gimmicks they used, she could ignore them all.

He talks about a perfect twenty-year life, but is he really that generous?

Perhaps it wasn't that he was generous, but rather that he simply lacked the ability to directly control a person.

It takes a lot of time to slowly erode and transform.

Fan Qingshuang stared intently at the shimmering, illusory eye sockets of the Heavenly Demon, and said in a low voice, "Perhaps it's because you're eroding me that I can sense your emotions more clearly... You feel uneasy, and you feel fear."

“I can sense… that you are not invincible either.”

"Then, there's only one thing I need to do."

"—Find your weaknesses!"

"You have indeed deceived the White Plum Sect for many years, but many others have surely seen through the truth. This so-called destiny of immortality cannot even fool me, let alone... him!"

As the last word was uttered.

The demon's ferocity suddenly swelled, like a black claw piercing into the flesh of Fan Qingshuang's arm, tearing the skin and flesh outwards to reveal the stark white bones and tendons.

"I'm giving you a little face, but you just won't listen to reason..." The Heavenly Demon snarled, "I'm the one in control, not you. I've won countless times over the past few hundred years. What can you two greenhorns possibly change?"

Fan Qingshuang lowered her eyes, her tone resolute: "On my own, I may not be able to do anything, but I have someone I believe in... He can definitely kill you, and I am willing to risk my life to pave the way for him, even at the cost of my own death!"

"Stubborn!"

The demon was enraged.

An immense pressure spread out, and exaggerated explosions echoed in the previously still spacetime.

A huge crack appeared on the entire Meishan Mountain.

Fan Qingshuang was thrown from the back mountain and crashed into the martial arts arena in the center of the White Plum Sect. Her body hit the ground and bounced up under the huge recoil. Then, the Heavenly Demon pressed her head down with his right hand and slammed it into the ground. The entire martial arts arena collapsed and caved in.

This is where it created it; in this trial realm, it is the absolute ruler.

It has nothing to do with realm; it's simply because Fan Qingshuang cannot defy it.

It can even manipulate the flow of time here at will, making it far too easy to suppress Fan Qingshuang.

"I told you to cherish life, but you insisted on provoking me... You've suffered unnecessarily. Here, it won't be difficult for me to ravage you until you break down mentally."

The Heavenly Demon said coldly, "Want to kill me? The Feathered Immortal once uttered such arrogant words... but later, she died, and even her corpse became a plaything."

“You young people lack reverence for the ancient and the unknown.”

“I’m doing this deal with you because I respect you, not because I’m begging you.”

"Accept my offer; at least you can retain your last shred of self-respect."

Fan Qingshuang closed her eyes and remained silent.

She looked extremely miserable.

However, his right hand never let go of the 'Third Immortal Executioner' that he was holding tightly.

That is where the true form of the Heavenly Demon resides.

Perhaps it finally felt scared and realized that the threat posed by Fan Qingshuang was real.

Or perhaps, it wanted to subdue Fan Qingshuang, so it began to torment her spirit even more.

All attacks here are non-lethal. Fan Qingshuang's injuries heal at a visible rate, then her body is destroyed again, her bones are broken, repaired, and then broken again. Even knowing that this is not reality does not mean that she can ignore the pain; it is almost a form of torture.

But Fan Qingshuang remained completely silent.

Since she had decided to fight it to the bitter end and perish together, she would not let go even if she exhausted her last bit of strength.

Seeing that Fan Qingshuang refused to let go, the Heavenly Demon snorted coldly, raised his right hand and waved it, instantly solidifying the light and shadow in the sky into figures that were almost tangible.

"Daughter, let go." That was her biological mother, whom she had never met.

"It's all because of you! You killed your mother!" That was her biological father.

"A jinx! A jinx!" Those were her older brother and sister.

“I am very disappointed in you.” These were the words of the nun Bai Mei.

"Senior sister, please, this is all for the sect!" These were the disciples of the White Plum Sect.

Countless words and images, both true and false, intertwine, memories overlap, creating a dizzying effect, like an unstoppable nightmare.

The Heavenly Demon knows Fan Qingshuang very well; He knows everything about the White Plum Sect, which is why He was able to tamper with the data and lurk in the shadows of the White Plum Sect for so many years.

The more it did this, the more it proved that Fan Qingshuang's methods were effective. After waiting for so many years, it finally found a perfectly fitting shell.

But this also means that it can no longer remain hidden in this secret place.

When the Heavenly Demon roared loudly, displaying fierceness but lacking inner strength and exhibiting extreme violence, his weaknesses were also quietly exposed.

Fan Qingshuang was unwilling to let go.

I don’t know how long it took.

Just as Fan Qingshuang's consciousness was becoming increasingly blurred, the Heavenly Demon finally exhausted his last bit of patience.

"Since you won't let go, then die here!"

Although doing so might directly lead to Fan Qingshuang's death on a spiritual level, it's still better than having her physical body forcibly pulled away.

Just as the Heavenly Demon was about to make his move.

Fan Qingshuang regained some consciousness and opened her eyes, revealing a somewhat smug smile for the first time.

She knew that the other person was genuinely afraid.

Although she didn't know who or what the other person was afraid of.

However, this proves that she wouldn't sacrifice herself for no reason.

Looking back on my life, I am neither happy nor fulfilled, but it doesn't seem as bad as I imagined.

She didn't have a good family, but she had a good sect; she didn't have good relatives, but she had a mother who was willing to give her life for her, and she had teachers and elders who loved her.

Moreover, she did not actually not touch anyone.

She had already embraced, touched, and felt that warmth to her heart's content.

and so……

She is happy.

She firmly believed this.

As she closed her eyes to await death, she suddenly longed to eat another piece of dried fruit...any flavor would do, because it was so sweet.

The Heavenly Demon raised his hand, but just as he was about to strike, he stopped.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder when suddenly, fine snowflakes began to fall.

He looked up at the sky, trying to find the source of the snowflakes.

then……

Crack—Bang—!
A crisp cracking sound echoed out.

The still world was like a mirror with a broken corner, through which a faint golden light shone.

The light fell on the ground in the very center.

It illuminated the broken girl.

The white-clad figure fell down, and he gently squatted down, gazing at the girl whose figure was almost translucent and pale.

"Thankfully, I wasn't late."

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Fan Qingshuang opened her eyes, her face, cracked and etched with a blank expression, as if she had witnessed an unbelievable miracle.

The visitor sighed softly, "It's only been a short while and it's already turned out like this."

He took a piece of dried fruit out of his pocket and put it into the girl's mouth: "This is a reward for you."

"In short, it's good to be alive."

These words brought a sense of relief.

The sweet taste melted in her mouth, and Fan Qingshuang was speechless, already in shock. Then, she finally reacted slowly.

A strange feeling slowly rose in my heart.

Are you glad you survived?

Is it joy at the other person's arrival?

Or are you still terrified of the near-death experience?

She bit her lip, gritted her teeth, and bit down on the piece of dried fruit.

She didn't cry when people cursed her as a jinx who caused her mother's death; she didn't cry when she was abandoned on a bustling street; and she didn't cry after her master took her back to the sect.

Without hope, there is no disappointment; without disappointment, there is no sorrow. She does not understand sorrow, therefore she does not shed tears.

An unfortunate life was the main theme of her fate.

This physical ailment is incurable.

She had already accepted all of this.

I never expected luck to come my way.

I never held any hope, not even the slightest glimmer of optimism.

At that moment, however, a ray of light was willing to shine upon her.

Someone was willing to feed her a piece of sweet dried fruit.

For the second time in my life, tears welled up in my eyes, washing over my eyeballs with the same force as when I was born... My voice trembled, and I sobbed softly.

She cried like a baby.

Bai Xuan reached out and wiped her dirty eyes.

Seeing her crying, my anger surged even more fiercely.

"Next, leave it to me."

Then he grasped her right hand and took the sharp piece of bone from her.

The dark and violent flames melted away as quickly as ice and snow encountering a raging fire when they touched Bai Xuan's fingertips.

Like encountering a natural enemy!

He stood up into the light and turned to look at the silent Heavenly Demon.

"So you're called the Six Desires Demon?"

(End of this chapter)