Honkai Impact 3rd: The Girl Who Chases the Flame

The master shook his head and said,

"Even the master didn't know whether it came from his heart or from the sword heart etched deep in his soul."

"As Master said..."

Cheng Ling Shuang pursed her lips.

"That sword heart is simply a demon in one's heart."

"Those who fall into demonic possession will be killed without mercy..."

The master said quietly,

"How could it not be a demon in my heart? But I was young and naive back then. If I could do it all over again, what use would this sword heart be to me?"

"..."

"Ling Shuang, continue to comprehend. You are more talented than me. As for what the sword heart truly is, you will naturally understand it when you become the best in the world."

"Master, I have only one question."

"ask."

"If that day comes, and I strike with that sword, will I be saving Master, or harming Master?"

Cheng Ling Shuang asked.

"It's to save me."

.........

Five years later

"Master will be alright, Master..."

"Plain clothes".

"Fifth, Fifth Senior Sister!"

Qin Suying, who was holding the corpse of the Crimson Iris Immortal, was terrified when she saw Cheng Ling Shuang suddenly appear. She turned pale with fright and trembled as she raised her sword.

"Don't be afraid."

Cheng Ling Shuang covered her mouth.

“This way… There’s a stone chamber in Taixu Mountain, just ahead.”

"Senior sister, you, you..."

Qin Suying was stunned. She didn't understand why Cheng Ling Shuang, who had stabbed him herself, was now trying to save her master.

"Master will not die."

Cheng Ling Shuang shook her head.

"She will definitely come back. Until then, we need to find a place for her to rest and recuperate in peace."

"Senior sister, that sword..."

“I did what my master said.”

Cheng Ling Shuang and Qin Su Yi together lifted up the body of the Crimson Iris Immortal.

"But Cheng Ling Shuang... would never kill her master! Since Master said she doesn't want a sword heart... then Ling Shuang will sever this inner demon for her!"

I don't want my master to be the best in the world, I just want my master to live!

The theory of the seven disciples killing their master

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Chapter Eight: The Unworthy Eldest Disciple

"Chaoyu, do you have any silver on you?"

"I brought some silver, which should be enough for the journey."

Lin Chaoyu and Mei Zijin sat facing each other in the carriage.

Although it was said to be a small amount, Lin Chaoyu, as the new head of the Taixu Sword Sect, carried far more than just a small amount of silver when she went out. However, she didn't quite understand why Mei Zijin asked such a question.

"Hmm... I saw some candied hawthorns for sale on the street, and I'd like to get two."

Mei Zijin pointed outside the carriage.

"..."

Lin Chaoyu was somewhat taken aback, but she still waved for the driver to stop and got out of the car to buy two strings of candied hawthorns.

"What kind of person is Cheng Ling Shuang?"

Mei Zijin took the candied hawthorn and casually asked.

"Born with the spirit of a swordsman, indifferent to fame and fortune."

Lin Chaoyu thought for a moment and then said.

"Then why would such a person assist you in killing your master?"

Mei Zijin raised an eyebrow.

"Killing one's master for a junior sister is untenable, no matter the reason."

"...We are naturally wrong."

Lin Chaoyu said quietly, as she got older, she became more and more nostalgic.

“Even if our master is cold and heartless towards us, he is still the master who taught and raised us. Since the mistake has been made, it is only right that he be torn to pieces.”

"I've heard that most of your parents died at the hands of Hua. Is that why?"

"...Uncle-Master, do you want to hear the truth?"

"I'm asking you because I want to hear the truth."

"Since you asked, Uncle-Master, I will tell you the truth."

Lin Chaoyu lowered her head slightly.

"The reasons for choosing seven disciples... are probably different. As for me, I raised my junior sisters myself, and my master raised me. It's hard to choose between them, but..."

"Oh, I see..."

Mei Zijin rested her chin on her right hand.

"Killing one is not a valid reason, but what if Hua wants to kill a second or third one later... Is that fear the reason you agreed to their request?"

"Though it is foolish, this disciple sees the master's attitude..."

Lin Chaoyu was filled with shame.

“This disciple dares not lie. Su Mei advised me on this matter that day, and this disciple also had this concern, so… I agreed.”

"I agreed, but then hesitated, half-heartedly agreeing, half-heartedly refusing."

Mei Zijin sighed.

"Lin Chaoyu, Lin Chaoyu... You've never known what resistance is, or when to make a choice in your entire life."

"...I've disappointed my martial uncle."

"Not really."

Mei Zijing looked at the candied hawthorn in her hand, and after a moment said...

"Actually, sometimes a master doesn't have that many expectations for his disciples. If you could have met the real Hua... things definitely wouldn't have turned out this way."

"The real...master?"

"kindness……"

Mei Zijing thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed.

“A long time ago, your master and I had a mutual friend, a very beautiful woman.”

That woman loved to play pranks. Once, she insisted on striking a cool pose, very exaggeratedly… Let me think… See that kid over there? He's got that kind of chivalrous look.”

"It looks like..."

Lin Chaoyu looked at the child's outstretched arm and found it somewhat ridiculous.

"It is indeed a bit exaggerated."

"That woman then approached your master. At that time, Hua was both naive and honest. He took it as a martial art for controlling internal energy and actually learned it seriously... I was hiding behind them at the time and almost couldn't help but laugh."

Mei Zijin smiled.

"Judging from your expression, it seems you can't imagine Hua like that, is that right?"

"The master I know..."

Lin Chaoyu hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"He is indeed completely different from the person my uncle remembers."

"Your master's Feather Crossing Dust, although a divine weapon, comes at a price when your master uses it at full power."

Mei Zijin sighed.

"That is memory. In addition to the 'Sword Heart of the Void,' there is one thing you traitors are right about: Hua, she is a slave of the heavens and a slave of the Sword Heart of the Void... I have always wanted to find her, but I have never been able to."

“But you, Uncle-Master, say… that Master is not dead.”

Lin Chaoyu asked.

"Yes, since no body was found, he is not dead."

Mei Zijing closed her eyes, then opened them. For a moment, Lin Chaoyu felt that her martial aunt's pupils had become narrower, but then returned to normal.

"Go on, what about the remaining disciples?"

"When she was young, my second junior sister Su Mei said that she had a blood feud with our master for killing her father and mother, which she could not leave unavenged. However, since our master raised and taught her, she was willing to serve him."

Lin Chaoyu didn't delve into her martial uncle's strange behavior, but instead recalled her junior sister.