I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

The thought of probing the truth had just arisen.

The handsome young man on the bed turned over.

It happened in a flash, so fast!

Huang Quan, like a startled bird, jumped out of the window and fled.

During the process, I forgot that I was on the first floor and moved too much, which strained my back.

He walked with one hand on his waist and the other hand close to the wall.

Fortunately, there were no pedestrians on the street at this time.

Otherwise, it would be hard not to suspect that tomorrow the streets will be filled with the following news: "A mysterious handsome man escaped from Chunfeng Tower in the middle of the night by climbing out of a window, leaning against the wall and clutching his waist, seemingly exhausted and retreating to avoid battle."

……

"Well……"

"Wanyu, you're awake?"

"Hmm... Sword Granny? Huh?"

The handsome young man rolled over, preparing to adjust himself into a comfortable position on the bed.

Hearing the voice of the Sword Granny, he was suddenly startled.

She propped herself up on the bed with one hand and even sat up abruptly from her deathbed.

A tearing pain made her body tremble slightly, but she quickly recovered: "Sword Granny, what happened to me?"

"Those who know, know; those who don't, it's no use me explaining. There are too many vested interests involved here, and knowing too much won't do you any good. Think about it carefully."

Jiang Wanyu glanced around, then looked down at herself.

I sniffed it.

The strange smell was mixed with a faint trace of blood: "I think I understand."

Sword Granny asked in surprise and doubt, "You really know? Are you sure?"

Jiang Wanyu stared at the window that was creaking in the wind.

She casually put on her clothes and removed the disguise that the Sword Granny had given her.

She slowly walked to the window.

A gentle breeze lifted a few strands of silvery-white hair, which hung by her ears.

A pair of crimson eyes gazed at the waning moon and the rising sun, which were on opposite sides of the sky.

"Yes, it's a harmonizing technique. That's how my lack of vitality and spiritual energy was replenished."

"Wan Yu, you actually knew? Why didn't you react at all?"

Jiang Wanyu rolled over and sat on the windowsill, her legs swinging slowly: "What else? How should I react? Like this: Ah~~~ I don't want to live anymore!"

She reached out and flicked the window that the wind had pushed inward back: "Still like this: Waaaaah, I'm not clean anymore..."

She interlaced her fingers, palms facing outwards: "Grandma Sword, do you know that I could actually live quite comfortably thanks to my father's legacy? Do you really think I only came out for training because you encouraged me to?"

As Jiang Wanyu spoke, she leaned into the room. Just before landing, she hooked her feet on the windowsill to stop herself from falling, forming an arch shape and stretching lazily.

"I don't want to be surrounded by the warm sunlight in the courtyard, nor do I want to look back on the past with sighs in my old age, and I certainly don't want to become a vase that people call the eldest daughter of the Jiang family but can't remember her name."

"I was born with an affinity for heavenly fire, do you know why, Sword Granny?"

"Because I believe that there is wind in my blood, and fire is fueled by the wind."

“I grew up listening to stories of swordsmen conquering the world. I want to protect the innocent and weak so they don’t have to face the despair of a chaotic world.”

Sword Granny felt a pang of unease, struggling with whether she should tell her the truth: "Wan Yu, do you think you need to calm down? You've started talking nonsense."

Jiang Wanyu ignored Jianlao.

"I've been naive all this time, harboring my own dreams, and living in a daze for sixteen years."

"It wasn't until that day that I suddenly realized that people are rushing around for nothing more than a few taels of silver."

“Sword Granny, do you know that I was born with a terrifying intuition? I can vaguely sense someone’s purpose toward me.”

“He did it on purpose that day. He did it so that I would peek and it would be of great benefit to him if I saw it.”

"I'm wondering, why would this be so beneficial to him?"

"I could sense that his purpose was almost overflowing."

"Later, I thought about it for a long time. We were just in an 'engagement relationship' without ever having met. Why did he have such a strong motive?"

"Because he saw his own reflection in me, wavering because of ignorance, and fearing because of incompleteness."

He said: "I like the look in your eyes. Live on with resentment, my foolish Miss Jiang."

"He was motivating me, mocking Miss Jiang to ignite my fighting spirit, making me an unyielding obsession in my heart. I would try to challenge him with resentment and desperately try to surpass him, but he revealed his weakness. He said 'my stupid Miss Jiang' instead of 'stupid Miss Jiang'."

“Apart from that, his plan is almost flawless. If things go normally, I should be able to attack the Heavenly Demon Sect, kill him, or be killed by him.”

"Even the best plans can have flaws. He still softened his heart. His only mistake was leaving that Nirvana Fruit behind. I didn't sense any purpose in it."

"There are only two possibilities. One is that he made a selfless sacrifice without expecting anything in return. The Nirvana Fruit is by no means an easy thing for the Heavenly Demon Sect to give away. He was even willing to risk the Nirvana. The other is that he accidentally dropped it. Of course, no one would be stupid enough to lose the Nirvana Fruit and not ask for it back, right? No way?"

"So, he left the Nirvana Fruit not for himself, nor for any benefit. Perhaps he was afraid that his sword strike was too fierce and would kill my father, or perhaps he was afraid that my reckless nature would lead me to ruin myself one day."

“I heard it yesterday too.”

"If the sky is dark, then survive in the dark; if making a sound is dangerous, then remain silent; if you are powerless to shine, then curl up in a corner."

"Do not defend darkness just because you are in darkness, do not be complacent about your own cowardice, and do not mock or despise those brave and passionate rebels."

"We humans can be as humble as dust, but we must never be as twisted as maggots."

“I can’t say these nice things, but he’s right.”

Sword Granny seemed to have figured it out: "Wan Yu, you mean..."

"I want to wash away the dirt from my birth."

"Swift Wind Sword Technique, a dark sword, surnamed Huang, has no concept of spirit stones, and possesses a treasure that can withstand heavenly fire head-on. I say, is there a more clumsy disguise in the world? The Holy Son of the Heavenly Demon Sect."

"Wanyu, when did you figure it out? Why haven't you mentioned it before?"

"So what if I found out? Should I yell about exposing his true colors? Then I'll get beaten up and continue: 'My foolish Miss Jiang, hate me!'"

"But Wanyu, won't you feel any reluctance afterward...?"

"Huh? I was fully conscious yesterday. It's hard to explain. It's probably an innate talent. Any ability to confuse or try to destroy my mind is ineffective. Sword Granny, you thought about possessing me for a moment on the day you woke up. You should be glad."

Sword Granny was dumbfounded, somewhat unable to keep up with the change: "Ahem, let's not talk about that. People always think of themselves first, so it's normal for their first thought to be possession. Let's get down to business. Why are you..."

"Then what am I? Am I supposed to keep saying things like, 'I know this, I know that, I'm so smart, praise me!'"

"No, I mean you were awake last night, so you..."

"Cough cough, what are you saying? Am I that kind of person?" Jiang Wanyu's face flushed an unnatural red for the first time, her eyes darting around: "I was just suddenly curious about what it feels like to lose my mind. Anyway, it was safe around me, and the newly subdued Heavenly Fire was being disobedient and altering the scene, so I got myself into trouble."

"I'm not very..." Seeing the other party's 'kind' eyes, Sword Granny finally decided to swallow the word 'trust' back: "Heavenly Fire is indeed a bit difficult to control, that's normal."

"Do you think I want to? I'm just worried that he doesn't have enough money in his storage ring. He's already a big spender, and if I give him a bunch of spiritual fruits to replenish his life force, wouldn't that drain him dry? It's a last resort."

Sword Granny smiled dismissively: "Oh...that makes sense, but what about your conflict...the three-year agreement?"

Jiang Wanyu sat up straight, took out a black robe from her storage ring and draped it over herself: "I have always accepted this 'fiancé'. As for the three-year agreement, I did act rashly when I saw my father get injured protecting me. After calming down, I understood everything. I am still dissatisfied with him. The three-year agreement remains the same, but I just wanted to punch him in the face. How dare he say I'm equal???"

A little fox appeared, hanging upside down under the eaves, carrying a letter in its mouth, the ink still wet.

[Meet me at that inn in Pingchuan City, six months later.]

"At least, he's quite responsible, isn't he? Even if he might very well think I'm a man."

After the little fox arrived, she communicated with the Sword Granny via telepathy.

"Wait, he thinks I'm a man? I know who he is, but he doesn't know who I am. How interesting... I'm looking forward to six months from now."

A malicious smile appeared on her face.

"Sword Granny, let's go, the next Heavenly Fire!"

……

……

"I hope Jill is alright."

Huang Quan transformed into an elderly pillar of the Hope Project.

Suddenly, a few familiar details flashed through his mind. He rubbed the white fox that had just returned and placed it on his shoulder, then touched a communication stone: "A-Qi, A-Qi! Is A-Qi there?"

The communication stone was connected, but it wasn't Gu Qici's voice: "It's Jiaomei!"

"Where is Ah Qi?"

"Taking a bath."

"Oh, tell her to come find me after she's finished washing..."

"Bring it in."

It was a familiar voice from Huang Quan: "What does Senior Brother want with me?"

"Where is Jiang Wanyu, whom I asked you to keep an eye on? I gave the order; this person is very important and cannot be lost."

"Let me think, this must have happened in Pingchuan City. Did my senior brother run into her?"

"Hehehe... I didn't see her, but I think I might have been bumped into by her, so I came to confirm."

Gu Qici was completely confused. What was the difference between the two? Weren't they the same thing, just bumping into each other?

The communication stone has been unilaterally disconnected by Huang Quan.

She had no reason to call back, so she just tossed it aside.

I wonder if it's because my senior contacted me first.

She was in an exceptionally good mood, and the few medicinal herbs on the windowsill looked particularly lush and green.

……

Huang Quan wore a forced smile, a look of disbelief on his face. After struggling for so long, he finally wrote a letter to give an explanation.