On the Dragon-Slaying Platform, I was executed and became Yang Jian's brother-in-law.

In the mirror-like water, light shimmered and flowed.

Inside the Three Immortals Cave, the suspended golden dragon scissors, activated by Yunxiao's magic, shone with unparalleled golden light. Accompanied by a clear and resonant dragon roar, the two intertwined golden dragon phantoms suddenly merged into one, transforming into a tall and slender figure that landed on the ground.

As the light faded, Su Bai's "fourth incarnation" was finally clearly revealed to the gods.

In this life, although he has Su Bai's soul as his core, he is a spirit transformed from a weapon, so he lacks some of the vitality of a living being and has more of the coldness of metal.

He wore a dark gold cloud-patterned battle armor, his long hair was as black as ink, and his face remained incomparably handsome, but this handsomeness exuded a chilling coldness. In his pale golden pupils, there was no fluctuation of human emotion, only indifference as if it were ancient ice, and... an aura of pure and extreme killing intent.

That was the instinct of the Golden Dragon Scissors as a supreme weapon of slaughter, and also the obsession of Yinglong, who fought to the death and refused to retreat, carried in Su Bai's half of his remnant soul.

Facing the stunningly beautiful Three Immortal Maidens before him, Su Bai merely bowed slightly, his voice as cold and hard as the clash of metal:

"Jianling greets the three fellow Daoists."

There was no reverence, no admiration, not even a trace of closeness to the "Creator." In his eyes, it seemed that all things in the world were only distinguished by whether they were "cuttable" or "uncuttable."

"Fellow Daoist?"

Bixiao blinked her big eyes, circled Su Bai several times, and muttered with some disappointment, "Big sister, why is this artifact spirit like a wooden stake? It's cold and uninteresting, not fun at all."

Yunxiao smiled slightly, a hint of pity flashing in her eyes. She could feel the loneliness and pain of the fragmented soul deep within the artifact's spirit, the price paid for dying for the sake of all living beings.

"It's alright. Now that you've joined my sect, it's fate. From now on, you can cultivate peacefully on Three Immortal Islands."

……

The scene shifts, showcasing Su Bai's years as a "Spirit Slayer" on the Three Immortal Islands.

At first, he was indeed like a cold, stubborn stone, spending his time either cultivating or spacing out. The murderous aura surrounding him kept even the cranes and spirit beasts on the island from getting close.

But the Three Immortals did not give up on him.

Late at night, candlelight flickered inside Yunxiao's cave.

In order to neutralize the excessively violent killing energy within Su Bai's body, Yunxiao spared no effort to deplete his own Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivation, using gentle Primordial Spiritual Energy to soothe Su Bai's meridians day after day.

In the scene, Yunxiao's face was pale, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but her eyes were gentle as water. She said softly, "Jianling, killing is your instinct, but there are many beautiful things in this world besides killing. Don't let evil influence cloud your mind."

For the first time, a hint of confusion and unease appeared in Su Bai's icy eyes as Yun Xiao spoke gently.

But during the daytime, it's a completely different scene.

Bixiao was a free spirit and loved to drag Su Bai along to test magical treasures. However, although her cultivation was not weak, she always struggled to master the art of controlling such deadly weapons.

"Oops! It's veering off course again!"

In the scene, Bixiao commands the golden dragon scissors, which have manifested in their true form, to cut down a monster causing trouble in the sea. However, the aim is wildly off, which instead angers the monster, and she is almost swallowed whole.

At the critical moment, Su Bai transformed into human form and instantly stood in front of Bi Xiao. With a wave of his hand, a terrifying golden light cleaved the demon beast in two.

"You're too weak." Su Bai turned around and commented expressionlessly.

"You!" Bixiao stomped her feet in anger, her cheeks puffed up like steamed buns. "That was a mistake! A mistake, don't you understand?!"

Despite their bickering, all the gods could see that Bixiao was becoming increasingly dependent on this "wooden" man who always protected her at crucial moments.

However, the one who cooperated best with Su Bai was Qiong Xiao, who was usually taciturn.

Qiongxiao was straightforward and decisive. When she took Su Bai out to kill demons, Su Bai would understand without her saying much.

One man, one spirit; one sword, one pair of scissors; together they stirred up countless monstrous waves on the East Sea. The tacit understanding of fighting side by side and entrusting each other with life and death gradually warmed Su Bai's cold heart.

However, despite all this, Su Bai still doesn't understand what "love" is.

Inside the Three Immortals Cave, the Three Immortals sat together discussing matters.

"This won't do," Yunxiao sighed. "Although he has gained intelligence, he still lacks a bit of 'humanity.' If he doesn't understand the ways of the world, he will ultimately just be a killing weapon and will find it difficult to attain the Great Dao."

"Then let's take him out for some fun!" Bixiao's eyes lit up. "To the human world! It's the most lively place!"

"I'll go," Qiongxiao suddenly said. She glanced at the figure standing outside the cave like a javelin, a barely perceptible soft light flashing in her eyes. "It's most suitable for Second Sister to take him."

……

The day of parting.

At the ferry crossing of the Three Immortals Island, Yunxiao took out a moon-white Taoist robe that had been sewn beforehand and personally draped it over Su Bai's shoulders. She carefully straightened his clothes and said softly, "When you go to the mortal world, see and hear more, and don't just know how to kill."

At that moment, Yunxiao was like a loving mother or elder sister seeing her child off on a long journey, her gentleness captivating.

Bixiao then mysteriously handed Su Bai a sachet embroidered with cloud patterns, blushing as she said, "Here, this is what I... cough cough, I made it on a whim one time when I was bored. I heard that men in the mortal realm wear these, so you're lucky! Don't lose it!"

Su Bai looked down at the Taoist robe he was wearing and the sachet in his hand, and his cold heart inexplicably skipped a beat.

Afterwards, Qiongxiao took Su Bai and rode the clouds to the mortal realm.

The scene shifts to a bustling, prosperous place.

That must have been the most prosperous period of the Shang Dynasty. The city of Chaoge was bustling with activity, with carriages and horses constantly moving about.

To blend into the mortal world, Qiongxiao suppressed her celestial aura and transformed into a bright and beautiful mortal girl. Holding Su Bai's hand, she strolled through the bustling market.

"Look, Spirit Slayer! Isn't this mask beautiful?"

"Try this candied hawthorn! It's sweet and sour, and so delicious!"

"Hey, stop wearing that long face! Give me a smile!"

Qiongxiao was like a happy lark, pulling Su Bai along to watch acrobatics, listen to operas, and enjoy delicious food.

Su Bai was initially stiff and uncomfortable as she pulled him along, standing awkwardly in the crowd, looking out of place. But looking at Qiong Xiao's bright smile and feeling the warmth from her palm, the ice in his eyes began to melt away little by little.

As night fell, Chaoge City did not quiet down; instead, it became even more lively.

A grand fireworks display has begun.

"Whoosh—smack!"

Brilliant fireworks rose into the night sky, exploding into countless streaks of light, illuminating the entire sky with vibrant colors.

On the riverbank, Qiongxiao turned her head, the glow of the fireworks illuminating her face, making her breathtakingly beautiful. She looked at Su Bai, her eyes brighter than the stars:

"Is it pretty?"

Su Bai looked up at the fleeting yet dazzling fireworks, then glanced at the smiling woman beside him.

This was a view he had never seen since he was born.

There was no killing, no bloodshed, only beauty and warmth.

The corners of his mouth, which had been tightly clenched, finally curved into a very faint smile at this moment.

For the first time, an expression appeared on that perpetually icy face.

"Um."

Su Bai responded softly, his voice no longer cold and hard, but with a hint of husky gentleness: "Beautiful."

At this moment, the interplay of light and shadow created a stunningly beautiful scene.

……

Beyond the water mirror lies the Lingxiao Palace.

The gods, who had been discussing Su Bai's sins, fell into an eerie silence.

Many of the immortals glanced at Zhao Gongming, who was standing in the front row, with a hint of mockery and skepticism.