Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

It's a gamble.

She was gambling that in this boundless abyss of negative emotions, her senior brother Jiang Yuetian could still retain a glimmer of hope.

If her words can truly reignite this flame, then she has won.

If not...

And that's the end of it all.

all.

"call--"

Jiang Yuetian breathed a sigh of relief.

He closed his eyes, a hint of relief appearing on his exquisite face. Then, he raised his right hand and placed the potentially fatal sword against his fair and delicate neck.

hiss--

Yuan'er couldn't help but gasp.

She was trembling all over, every muscle was protesting and twitching, and even the meridians in her body were about to become disordered, making her breathing extremely unstable.

Please—

Senior brother.

……

……

The moment the cold blade pressed against his neck.

Jiang Yuetian recalled many, many things.

Most of them are things that were not recorded in the scattered fragments of memory on the ground.

That's only natural, because the scenes depicted in those revolving lantern-like sequences were not memories that could be described as "negative".

He recalled the way the man patiently taught him when he first cooked.

Recalling the time when he stole a dish called "Anzi Jinkang Fish" and was caught by Yunping, Yunping not only didn't scold him, but also taught him how to make the dish and told him that he shouldn't steal food when he was hungry in the future, but should make it himself.

When I first met the boss, Gu Wangjun, he seemed very reliable. I felt that if I told him anything, I could get a perfect solution. He was also very strong and capable.

He also recalled the first time he met the third brother, Jiang Shaoguang. The boy's gaze was a bit strange, and he seemed lazy and always hiding something, much like his teacher.

The first time I met Lao Si, he nodded, but didn't speak for three days afterward, so I thought he was a very cold person. Later, I heard from my teacher that Lao Si seemed to be like that because he was embarrassed to talk to strange women—but I'm a man.

The first time I met Yuan'er, she was so cute, so incredibly cute, so incredibly incredibly cute. This was the second time I had the idea of ​​cooking all the world's delicacies for her—the first time was for my teacher.

The first time I met Junior Sister Yu Chan, although she acted very differently... but that was probably just an act. In reality, she was just an ordinary girl.

When I first met Junior Sister Ruoxue, I was stunned, but there were things about her that I admired. The scene of her playing around with Junior Sister Yuchan is still fresh in my memory; it was so much fun.

My first meeting with Junior Sister Luo Kui—and a thought: why has our teacher only accepted female disciples since Yuan'er? Junior Sister Luo Kui is very intelligent, cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and actually a very responsible person…

The first time I met Junior Sister Xingchen, she was glowing and seemed very kind, even a little too kind—but she was glowing.

Strange to say.

He stayed in the abyss of the paradise of living beings for a long time.

This is the deepest part, the deepest part of the paradise of living beings. With the ultimate power, it is impossible to miss so many memories.

So strangely, none of the fragments scattered on the ground were related to Yuntian Academy.

In other words...

Everything within Yuntian Academy, even the arguments and fights... were invaluable memories for Jiang Yuetian.

What I want to say—

Like the only light in a dark abyss.

……

……

The eyes, tightly closed, remained tightly closed.

In the silence, the only sound seemed to be Lin Yuan's rapid and anxious breathing.

Jiang Yuetian had been holding the sword for several minutes. During this time, his hand remained motionless, but his eyes were closed, and he showed no sign of loosening his grip on the sword.

Lin Yuan watched Jiang Yuetian's every move with bated breath, feeling that her heart might also be affected by Jiang Yuetian's choice.

however.

Jiang Yuetian's hand twitched slightly.

Lin Yuan's heart skipped a beat. She could feel the loss of consciousness and mental breakdown in the blink of an eye. She stood there frozen, as if her computer had crashed.

However, the sword did not slit Jiang Yuetian's throat.

"Ugly humans, to overcome with courage... is this the miracle—"

“Yuan’er really said something incredible…”

He slowly opened his eyes.

A few tears of relief welled up in those enchanting purple eyes, and the dullness that had been so different from before vanished completely, replaced by a slow return to their usual radiance.

Just by meeting those eyes, the huge weight that had been hanging over Lin Yuan's heart lifted, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Jiang Yuetian looked directly at Lin Yuan and smiled, "So... do you have the courage?"

"Come and bear the burden of this cursed one..."

Lin Yuan scoffed, even laughing so hard that snot bubbles came out of her nose. She quickly wiped away her tears, laughing and crying at the same time, "Don't look down on us. We have a Demon Queen, a Martial Arts Saint, a successor of the Northern Ice Palace... and a whole host of other monsters on our side. A mere curse is nothing to worry about."

"That's true...that's true..."

Jiang Yuetian gave a bitter laugh, flicked his right hand, and threw the long sword in his hand away.

He shook his head, a sense of feeling he had lost for so long seemingly returning to him: "Even I'm starting to become like this... Unbelievable..."

"It's ok."

Yuan'er smiled sweetly, revealing an exceptionally charming smile, like a young girl in full bloom: "No matter what Senior Brother Jiang becomes, the braised pork he makes will always be the most delicious in the world."

"You obviously want to eat braised pork, don't you..."

"That's part of the reason too~ Hehehe..."

Lin Yuan chuckled twice, then stretched out her little hand.

"Senior Brother Jiang, don't worry, it's just a curse. Yuan'er and the teacher will definitely be able to overcome it."

"Now, let's go home~"

Looking at those familiar, snow-white little hands, Jiang Yuetian's lips curled up slightly.

The familiar feeling returned, and he seemed to begin to look forward to whether the man who had once given him light would illuminate his path in life.

He smiled slightly and nodded, saying:

"Okay, we'll head back now..."

Before he could finish speaking...

*Pfft*

The sword pierced his chest, penetrating his heart.

The perfect timing, the absolutely precise angle.

The girl named Lin Yuan's eyes widened, the bloodshot color intensifying. Intense pain shot through her body from her heart, and she felt her strength being rapidly drained away. She immediately collapsed to her knees.

She lowered her head blankly, looking at the blood-stained longsword that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

"A mere curse?"

in the dark.

Within the twisted and broken spatial rifts.

The shadow from the abyss—revealed his true form.

"Don't make it sound like something so dark is so easy to solve. I think you all completely misunderstand—"

"The so-called curse..."

Jiang Yuetian stood frozen in place, the icy chill running through his body making his muscles stiff. He stared blankly at Lin Yuan, who was kneeling on the ground with her heart pierced.

But slowly emerging from behind Lin Yuan was a young man dressed in simple clothes, his body stained with a little black, sticky, mud-like substance, and with a particularly kind face.

Huang Luo stood behind Lin Yuan, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, his gaze fixed on Jiang Yuetian not far away.

"They're always by my side~"

Look—

He pulled the longsword out of Lin Yuan's body.

Blood splattered.

Yuan'er collapsed forward to the ground, bleeding profusely. She lay in a pool of blood, unable to utter even a single cry of pain.

Huang Luo chuckled and stepped on Lin Yuan's back.

"This is your curse."

"A cursed lone star~"

50. General

A single sword pierces the heart.

A gleaming silver blade pierced the girl's white back with unerring precision from the unpredictable darkness, penetrating her flesh and blood, piercing her veins, severing her ribs, and piercing her heart.

This was a fatal blow.

Unless one possesses extraordinary abilities, physical death is almost equivalent to the complete dissipation of one's soul.

However, Lin Yuan herself did not possess such good fortune; with a single sword strike, her physical body was on the verge of collapse.