Chapter 767: Chapter 4 That’s Almost It
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Ling Yunpo often wondered whether his relationship with An Zhisu was rely a flirtation of the mont.
If it were not, could all those monts of deep affection they shared, along with An Zhisu’s almost boundless trust, tolerance, and dependence on him, have been false?
If it were so, then how could he explain the fact that he, as a traitor, would one day betray Shushan, and An Zhisu had never known this?
This involved an even deeper fundantal question:
What exactly was he after?
If his goal remained to collect all the Heaven-nding Stones, he should avoid getting himself into unnecessary danger.
What is “unnecessary” danger? Even if he returned to Shushan to rescue soone from execution, even with his First Grade Golden Core, nurous Immortal Rank secret techniques, and unmatched Sword Control Technique, facing the many Nascent Soul Elders of Shushan, as well as the Long Eyebrow Immortal wielding the Dual Polarity Dust Sword, it would basically be like being crushed by a slap without a second thought.
That is unnecessary danger! Chen Guanshui, what can you do by going back?
If An Zhisu were indeed to be executed, your return would rely accompany her on the path to the Netherworld;
But if Shushan had no intention of punishing An Zhisu, then whether you go back or not, the outco will be the sa.
Ah Jing was right, there’s nothing I can do if I go back. It’s better to put my Shushan account on hold for the ti being and wait to see how Shushan will deal with Senior Sister An.
But…
However, if Shushan really intends to…
Within the hidden cave, Ling Yunpo tugged at his hair in frustration, his eyes already showing the faint signs of blood vessels.
His expression was stiff as he stared vacantly outside the cave, like a beast trapped in a swamp, struggling in vain.
In the Sea of Consciousness, Ah Jing and Qing Ping Sword looked at each other, speechless.
Ling Yunpo’s analysis of the situation was naturally agreed upon by a mirror and a sword.
The final fate of An Zhisu depended on Shushan’s real attitude towards her. The possibility of Ling Yunpo’s choice to save her having any effect was probably less than 0.1 percent.
If you don’t believe it, ask a thousand Ling Yunpos if they could co together and rescue Senior Sister An from Shushan?
Even if ten thousand Ling Yunpos were tied together, they wouldn’t last a single move in the hands of Long Eyebrow Immortal!
To save her or not will change nothing. The Cultivation Realm of the Golden Core is too weak when facing the colossal Shushan Shangqing Faction—like a mantis attempting to stop a wheel, utterly powerless.
If one were to think purely rationally, the choice would be not to go back to save her.
That way, if Shushan truly decided to kill An Zhisu, at least Ling Yunpo wouldn’t be sending himself to his death as well.
However, if Ling Yunpo could really think rationally, then he wouldn’t be tornted for so long.
Since he is tornted, regardless of whether he admits it or not, deep down he desires to save Senior Sister An—despite being utterly unable to convince himself with reason.
“Guan Shui,” Kunlun Mirror sighed, “or perhaps we switch to another account and go to the future to find out Shushan’s stance. How about it? You sitting here agonizing over it isn’t a solution.”
“If another account went to inquire and found that Shushan has already executed Senior Sister, what then?” Ling Yunpo said indifferently, “It would be too late; the deed is done.”
His voice was sowhat hoarse, causing the Kunlun Mirror to feel unbearable pity, so after a long silence, she asked:
“Guan Shui, do you actually…”
“…have fallen in love with An Zhisu, right?”
In that instant, Ling Yunpo’s figure abruptly froze.
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Before his identity was exposed, he could banter and chatter with Ah Jing, saying, “How could I not love Senior Sister An with her large chest, slim waist, and long legs?” and “From the first glance I saw Senior Sister, I already belonged to Qingluo Peak…” But that was rely smooth talking to get by.
If you truly fell for her, then after you brazenly pilfer the Heaven-nding Stone and truly defect from the Shushan Shangqing Faction, how will you face her then?
Subjecting Senior Sister An to the pain and despair of being deceived and betrayed—is this what you call “loving her”? How moving indeed.
In a sense, the grave crisis brought by Elder Ming Hua rely brought the inevitable future crisis forward, forcing Ling Yunpo to suffer the psychological tornt he deserved ahead of ti.
“How about,” the Kunlun Mirror slowly said, as if making a very difficult decision, to the point that her voice trembled slightly, “we forget about the theft of the Heaven-nding Stone?”
“And you, continue being your Shushan Sword Immortal Ling Yunpo. I can find another host to start over with, so you won’t have to defect from Shushan later on, and won’t have to part from your beloved Senior Sister. That way, it won’t look like I’m so evil Magical Treasure specializing in tornting my host…”
“I don’t know,” Ling Yunpo replied softly.
“What?” the Kunlun Mirror asked in surprise.
“I don’t know,” Ling Yunpo said, gazing at the chaotic sandy ground, repeating, “I don’t know if I have fallen for her.”
Of course. The Kunlun Mirror suddenly recalled fiercely that this guy couldn’t even prove the Sentint Inquiry Path back in the Shushan Qixin Cave.
Of course, he would play to the crowd; after all, that was what he was best at. He could call Xu Yinglian, Shi Liuli, and Jiang Li An his wives, and tell Long Hu, “I will protect you for a lifeti,” but he had never said the words “I love you” to any of them.
Maybe he found it too lodramatic, maybe he feared exposing himself, or maybe he simply couldn’t utter the words—who knows?
Perhaps even he himself didn’t know the answer…
The Kunlun Mirror pondered almost in a daze, when suddenly she heard the Green Duckweed Sword sigh and say:
“Sword Master, sotis, following one’s instincts isn’t necessarily right.”
“Like a mother with her child, facing a vicious wolf—even if she bravely charges at the wolf to fight, it’s rely a matter of life and death for both. Wouldn’t it be better to abandon the child and flee for her life? Busy with the child, the wolf wouldn’t chase after the mother, right?”
“Hey! That’s enough!” the Kunlun Mirror, her head full of black lines, quickly interrupted, “If you don’t have anything nice to say, say less!”
“But you know,” the Green Duckweed Sword chuckled, “Ah, in the end, humans are such foolish creatures. They know hiding is the best choice, but when the critical mont cos, they just rush out on a hot head.”
“Sword Master, you’re not that kind of fool, right?”
Ling Yunpo didn’t answer, just continued to look down at the ground.
Several ants marched through the loose sand. Their steps were steady and unhesitating, as if they would never get entangled in indecision, quickly leaving the shadow and moving into the sunlight outside the cave.
Sunlight…
Oh, it’s about ti…
Ling Yunpo suddenly picked up his sword and walked out of the cave.
The hem of his robe was still stained with the sandy soil, and his hair was a ss, filled with the dew from the cave’s dust, but he was equally unhesitant, taking a step into the blazing sunlight outside.
“Sword Master?” the Green Duckweed Sword asked, puzzled.
“I’m going to save her,” Ling Yunpo answered.
“But you can’t confront the entire Shushan,” the Green Duckweed Sword seed sowhat regretful, wistfully saying, “Without and Yao Yao stepping in to help, you’ll be just walking to your death.”
“Hmm,” Ling Yunpo paused for a mont, “I know.”
“…It’s just like you said, in this world… there really are things harder to accept than death, and fools like who aren’t afraid of dying…”
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