After nine lifetimes of reincarnation, the yandere villainous heroine descends.

Despite the sudden and fierce attack launched by the Death Court, the righteous sects showed no fear whatsoever.

Among the many righteous sects, the Bright Moon Sword Sect of the Northern Region stands out.

In the past three years, besides Shen Xuejian, who possesses the talent of a sword immortal, another rising star has emerged in the Sword Sect. This person is the Fifth Shushuang, whom Shen Xuejian brought back from Shen Shuchou's side.

Fifth Shu Shuang received personal guidance from the sect leader, and she herself possessed exceptional talent.

In just three years, her cultivation level had reached the astonishing Nascent Soul realm.

With such outstanding talent, he was in no way inferior to the Hidden Lord who suddenly appeared in the Death Court.

At this moment, a clear and brilliant sword cry suddenly rang out from the Sword Enlightenment Cliff behind the Bright Moon Sword Sect—"Clang!"

A dazzling white light shot into the sky, instantly enveloping the somewhat dim Wujian Cliff in an intense light, as if day had arrived.

Immediately afterwards, in the daylight-like light, a figure suddenly moved.

She gripped a snow-white longsword tightly in her hand, and with each swing, a sharp sword aura surged through the air.

Like a sharp blade cutting, though invisible, it allows one to truly feel its powerful force.

It seemed to cut out invisible ripples, and the surrounding air trembled slightly because of the sword energy.

The sword intent spread out in layers like ripples. She lightly touched the protruding blue stone on the edge of the cliff with her toes, and her whole body rose into the air like a white egret skimming the water.

Her sword intent materialized, condensing into twelve flowing sword beams in the void.

Each sword beam was wrapped in tiny ice crystals, reflecting a chilling aura even in the daylight.

Suddenly, the longsword was reversed, and twelve sword beams converged with a roar, transforming into a giant ice sword ten zhang long.

The patterns on the sword were like an inverted galaxy. As the sword techniques changed, the giant sword slashed down with the force to split mountains and cleave peaks.

The hundred-zhang-deep ravine below Wujian Cliff was instantly cleaved by the sword light, leaving a scorched ravine.

The water in the cold pool at the bottom of the ravine was forcibly shaken into the air, condensing into thousands of ice crystals suspended in the vortex of sword energy.

Suddenly, the sounds of wind and thunder resounded between heaven and earth. Her sword technique changed again, and the ice shards and sword light trembled simultaneously, bursting out with thousands of silver-white streams of light.

These rays of light intertwined and entwined in the air, eventually transforming into a sky-covering rain of swords, pouring down with a bone-chilling cold.

Each sword rain contained terrifying power; wherever it passed, the air was instantly frozen, and countless fine ice patterns were carved into the ground.

After a long while, as the rain of swords slowly dissipated, she slowly sheathed her sword.

She was dressed in white, her figure upright like a pine tree, and she exuded a faint chill, like a fairy emerging from the icy moon.

This sword technique is none other than the supreme martial art of the Bright Moon Sword Sect—the Cold Toad Embracing the Moon Sword Technique.

She has now mastered this sword technique to a high level, and is only one step away from the ultimate peak.

Then, she slowly turned around and found a familiar figure not far away.

The woman, dressed in a plain-colored long dress, possessed a cool and aloof demeanor. She was gazing intently at her, her eyes filled with a hint of appreciation and inquiry.

Seeing the other person's gaze, she spoke softly, her voice as cold as frost: "Your swordplay is a bit chaotic."

The newcomer was Shen Xuejian, and the woman practicing swordsmanship was none other than Fifth Shushuang.

The three years that Fifth Shu Shuang spent at the Haoyue Sword Sect not only allowed her cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, but also completely changed her temperament.

The once gentle and lovely girl has now transformed into a cold and aloof sword cultivator.

She was always surrounded by an aura as cold as a deep abyss, which made people afraid to approach her.

At the Haoyue Sword Sect, she and the equally aloof Shen Xuejian were respectfully called the "Twin Moon Fairies" by the disciples.

One was as cold and aloof as the moon, the other as radiant and clear as the moon; both possessed unparalleled beauty that amazed the entire younger generation of the sect.

Upon hearing this, the swords in Fifth Book's hands hummed incessantly, and fine ice patterns appeared on the blades, seemingly echoing her chaotic emotions.

She did not deny what the other party said. The facts were right in front of her. Not only in the present moment, but throughout these long three years, her sword had always been chaotic and disordered.

Especially lately, her swordplay has become increasingly chaotic, and even bystanders can easily detect the abnormality.

And the invisible sword in her heart was in complete disarray.

An ominous premonition haunted her; she always felt that the person who was so important in her life was about to leave her forever.

Fifth Shu Shuang slowly walked up to Shen Xuejian, paused slightly, stared directly into her clear, cold eyes, her lips moved slightly, and said softly, "Because my sword is homesick, I need to go back."

During those three years, she had the thought of going back to see Shen Shuchou more than once.

Unfortunately, she was firmly trapped here by the sect leader and had no choice in her own destiny.

Furthermore, she was well aware that her strength was still insufficient, and even if she returned, she would not be able to stay there for long, let alone protect him properly.

Therefore, the Fifth Book diligently cultivated day and night, constantly improving his skills, hoping that one day he could wield a long sword and stand firmly in front of him.

Recently, a strong sense of unease surged within her, making her determined to return this time no matter what, and no one could stop her.

Upon hearing this, how could Shen Xuejian not understand Fifth Shushuang's thoughts?

She longed to return to that place she dreamed of, but three years ago, during the great battle in the frigid wilderness, she borrowed the sword of the person in her dream.

Three years have passed, and her feelings for her family have gradually faded, and their faces have become increasingly blurred in her memory.

Instead, a strange memory appeared in her mind. Shen Xuejian understood that she was getting closer and closer to becoming that person.

She had also thought that perhaps if she went back and saw her family members clearly again, everything would get better.

But her intuition told her that if she went back and awakened those fading warm memories, she would inevitably collide with unfamiliar memories of killing, plunging her into an abyss of no return.

So, until a solution is found, she can only suffer in agony, watching helplessly as the images of her family in her mind gradually fade away.

"I'm not consulting you, nor do I need anyone's consent. Anyone who tries to stop me will be killed without mercy!"

The fifth book has a cold, bilingual tone.

As soon as she finished speaking, she swept past Shen Xuejian with resolute steps.

Shen Xuejian slowly turned her head, looking at the lonely and desolate back of Fifth Shushuang, a sad smile appearing on her lips.

She herself could not go back, so how could she bear to stop the other party?

When are you leaving?

Shen Xuejian asked softly.

"Today!"

Fifth Book's steps did not stop, his voice firm and resolute.

Shen Xuejian was silent for a moment, then said, "Alright! Take a good look at everyone in the Shen family, and take a good look at him too."

This time, Fifth Shushuang did not respond, but her actions already indicated her tacit approval.

Before long, her figure disappeared from Shen Xuejian's sight.

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

When Fifth Shu Shuang returned to the Shen family in Fangzhou City from the Haoyue Sword Sect in the Northern Region, he was stopped at the gate by a servant.

"Young lady, who are you looking for?"

The servant politely stopped Fifth Shushuang, his tone tinged with doubt.

He was new to the household and did not recognize the woman with such an outstanding presence.

Even those who were once part of the household would find it difficult to recognize her now, after three years, as her appearance has changed somewhat.

"I'm looking for Shen Shuchou. Please inform him."

Fifth Shushuang did not make things difficult for the servant; his voice was calm and gentle.

Upon hearing that this woman, as beautiful as a fairy, had come to see Shen Shuchou, the servant was slightly taken aback.

Fifth Sister keenly sensed his unusual behavior, and a sense of unease instantly welled up in her heart. She quickly asked, "Is there a problem?"

The servant, snapping out of his daze, hurriedly said, "Miss, you're too late. My young master and his wife have already gone on an outing."

Over the past three years, Xia Lingyi and Shen Shuchou have appeared to have a close relationship in the eyes of everyone, and everyone has long since assumed that she is Shen Shuchou's wife.

However, this simple sentence struck Fifth Shushuang's heart like a heavy hammer.

Her body trembled violently, and it seemed as if only the word "Madam" echoed in her ears.

Her icy eyes were fixed on the servant in front of her, and she asked sharply, "Shen Shuchou is married? What is his wife's name?"

The servant shuddered at her icy gaze, guessing that the woman might be an admirer of his young master.

But thinking of Xia Lingyi's usual care for her, she mustered her courage and said, "My young master is married, and his wife's surname is Xia."

Even though the servant didn't say his full name, just the word "Xia" was enough for Fifth Shushuang to immediately understand who the person was.

"Shushuang, we're still a step too late, aren't we? Brother Shen... But perhaps it's for the best..."

Fifth Book Shuang murmured silently in her heart.

She had given up the idea of ​​seeing Shen Shuchou again, feeling that her quiet departure might be the best outcome for him.

But just as she was about to turn and leave, a chilling killing intent suddenly descended like a dark cloud.

Fifth Book Shuang suddenly looked in the direction of the killing intent and saw a figure standing proudly in the sky, completely wrapped in black clothes.

The man wore a cold mask, and the eyes revealed beneath it were like deep abysses, exuding endless terror.

Upon seeing this person, Fifth Shu Shuang's pupils instantly contracted.

She recognized the mask; it was the one worn three years ago in the frigid wasteland by the man who claimed to be the Fifth Master, Qinghan.

However, three years later, she was horrified to discover that the eyes behind the mask were so familiar.

It was so familiar that it made her blood tremble, and the demonic energy that had been dormant in her soul for three years was also stirred by this sense of familiarity.

"Fifth Qinghan!"

With a dry throat, the fifth book struggled to utter those four words.

The figure in the sky naturally noticed Fifth Shushuang on the ground, glanced at her coldly, and then disappeared as quickly as a ghost.

Upon seeing him disappear, Fifth Shushuang did not hesitate and instantly took to the air, chasing after the direction in which the person had disappeared.

The servant in front of him, witnessing a living person fly away in the air right before his eyes, was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a thud.

His face contorted in a grimace, more like a grimace than tears, and he muttered to himself, "Oh no! I've really caused Miss Xia trouble!"