The more you believe me, the more real it becomes.

Chapter 313 The Red Thread Calamity

Upon hearing this, the elegantly dressed young man stood frozen in place.

After a long while, he slowly stepped forward, still in disbelief.

"You, could it be you?"

He remembered that it should have been midday, with the sun high in the sky, but all around was dark and gloomy, and the sun was nowhere to be seen.

Because the great calamity has finally come!

I still remember when Li Shiyi had already gone south to deliver the sword, and thousands of sword cultivators followed him to their deaths.

He did not go, because that was not his way.

He had already hidden himself in a secret realm, waiting for the impending calamity.

But before that, he couldn't resist making a trip to North Moon Mountain. His intention was to persuade the Mountain Lord, with whom he had a long-standing friendship with his sect, to avert the calamity.

Just like today, the other party sat upright in the high hall, unmoved no matter how much he talked about 'avoiding calamity'.

He only silently rose when the time came and headed south to meet his death.

She was proud, and she wouldn't allow herself to avoid the calamity that all living beings had brought upon themselves.

So, she only left him with a cold and aloof back view.

However, he would always remember that before the other person headed south, they turned back and whispered something to him as he unconsciously took two steps forward:
"Run, you fool!"

After saying that, she turned back, her green robe completely disappearing into the shadow of the great calamity, never to look back again.

Then, he fled back to his refuge like a madman—but he could never shake off the image of that blue robe.

She looked at the elegantly dressed young man who stepped forward in a daze.

The woman from the Xiao family, seated on the throne, also had a gentle look in her eyes.

Just as he was about to get up and greet them, he saw the other person suddenly stop.

Then, he bowed his head, raised it again, and smiled while cupping his hands in greeting:

"Senior, you're not dead? That's wonderful! But since you're here, I'll go tell my elders later that you didn't take a fancy to this ugly duckling. I'll settle this ridiculous matter for you!"

This made her squint her eyes slightly—had she chosen to avoid the cause and effect again?

The elegantly dressed young man had already approached her at the bottom of the steps with a grin, and shamelessly said:

"What do you think? After all, you are of roughly the same generation as my ancestor, though not the one who founded the novels, you are not that old yet."

"Besides, you are from a prestigious family, while I am not only your junior but also a spoiled brat. I really cannot tarnish your reputation!"

Looking at the elegantly dressed young man laughing and joking in front of her, the gentleness in Xiao's eyes slowly faded, leaving only coldness.

Then he said to him:

"The Lord of Beiyue Mountain is indeed dead."

As she spoke, she carefully examined the richly dressed young man's eyes, trying to find something she was hoping for.

Unfortunately, she couldn't see anything. All she could see was that outwardly nonchalant attitude and the deep-seated indifference, or rather, utter detachment!

Then, her heart skipped a beat, and she continued:
"The person standing before you now is Xiao Qingyan, the youngest daughter of the Xiao family."

"You flatter me, senior. You remember it very clearly, don't you?"

The elegantly dressed young man rubbed his hands together, forcing a smile. He smiled broadly, but his eyes remained utterly indifferent.

She said in an increasingly cold tone:
"I just remember everything I saw, that's all."

Will we really never see that figure in the blue robe again?

The elegantly dressed young man was momentarily dazed, and it was precisely this brief moment of confusion that was clearly seen by her.

Then, Xiao Qingyan's body lurched forward uncontrollably, and he frantically braced himself with his hands to support his chin, trying to remain calm as he said:

“Since you dislike my daughter so much, the gate is right there. Why don’t you go back and explain to your elders that the Wang family is too prestigious to accept my daughter?”

The elegantly dressed young man nodded and bowed repeatedly:

"Senior is too kind. It's not your fault, it's mine. I'm ugly and unworthy of you! I'll go and take care of everything for you right away!"

Having said that, he was about to leave quickly.

At first he was in a hurry, then he slowed down, until he reached the door, where his hasty escape turned into a leisurely stroll. The Xiao family woman remained unmoved, simply sitting upright in the high hall, quietly awaiting his choice.

Looking at the half-closed courtyard gate in front of me.

The elegantly dressed young man was also filled with confusion; he was somewhat unsure of what he was asking for.

He could only lower his head and murmur:

'Without cause and effect, one can be truly oneself!'

'Without divine will, the heart finds its own peace.'

At that very moment, the prophecy uttered by Du Yuan on Hansong Mountain that day resounded in my ears like thunder:

'To evade fate, to avoid cause and effect, all sorts of shackles bind the true self.'

In an instant, he and Du Yuan recited simultaneously:
"By the will of Heaven and in accordance with cause and effect, only today do I realize who I truly am?!"

Xiao Qingyan, who was behind him, also suddenly stood up at this moment, looking at him with eyes full of admiration.

For a moment, his already proud chest heaved even more, like a raging storm.

It was so close!

'Could it be?!'

The elegantly dressed young man remained standing there, unable to make a decision.

Xiao Qingyan replied almost without hesitation:
"Turn around, you fool!"

In the past, it was about running fast; now it's about looking back.

But it was this shout that jolted the elegantly dressed young man back to his senses from his former reverie on Cold Pine Mountain. He then pushed open the courtyard gate, shouting one last time:
"Rest assured, senior, I will certainly take care of it!"

Upon seeing this, the woman from the Xiao family flew into a rage and then raised her hand to pull him away.

The elegantly dressed young man, who had already jogged several feet away, immediately tightened his throat and pulled her back.

Looking at the elegantly dressed young man she had dragged back along the floor.

Xiao Qingyan was furious and stepped on his face, saying:
"You're already inside my house, and you still want to run away? Do you really think my reputation built up over a decade can be ruined by a freak like you?"

The elegantly dressed young man did not answer, but stared in astonishment at the thick red rope that had somehow ended up around his neck.

No wonder I always feel a tightness in my throat!
But what's with this red line?

Where on earth can you find red thread with this kind of appearance?!
"say something!"

Xiao Qingyan tightened the red rope while increasing the pressure on her feet.

It was so close!

How did it end up like this?
Feeling the immense force on his face, the richly dressed young man quickly begged for mercy:

"Senior, spare me! Senior, spare me! Wait, that's not right. Didn't you say you were just the youngest daughter of the Xiao family?"

"I only said that the Lord of Beiyue Mountain is dead, not that I have no magical power! Do you think everyone is like you, a piece of trash, always scheming to avoid danger and never making any progress?"

The more she cursed, the angrier she became, increasing the force of her kicks and stomps, causing the richly dressed young man to beg for mercy in panic.

'well'

Suddenly, a richly dressed young man let out a long sigh, and as if grasping at a straw, he cried out:
"Senior, please wait a moment. I heard someone sigh. Something must have happened. Please stop for a while!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qingyan paused for a moment, then frowned and listened intently. But after a long while, having heard nothing, she simply stepped on it with both feet.

"You dare to spout nonsense even when you're about to die!"

"I really heard it!"

"Your cultivation level can't possibly be higher than mine, can it?"

After a barrage of retorts, the elegantly dressed young man was completely speechless, and then began to scream incessantly.

Hearing the screams from inside the courtyard, the Xiao family members were all sweating profusely and were about to go in to stop them.

But then they saw the elders of the Langya Wang clan who had accompanied them, all of whom were extremely satisfied, pull them aside and say:
"Excellent, excellent! Rest assured, everyone, the Langya Wang clan will absolutely accept this marriage!"

(End of this chapter)