410: Chapter 333: The Union of Evil Spirits_3 410: Chapter 333: The Union of Evil Spirits_3 Looking at the corpse of the other, the Swordswoman felt not the slightest emotion at that ti, as if she had neither the love of kinship nor the deep-seated hatred, and this performance greatly pleased the elder of the Taiqing Sect, who took her in for cultivation.
Of course, the Swordswoman later learned that the other was the Sect Leader of the Taiqing Sect—Taiching.
The Swordswoman had once thought that her childhood mories were just like that, dry and dull, barely sparking any interest.
As for her parents, she had long since lost any emotional attachnt.
But at this mont, sothing seed to be slowly awakening in her mind, and her originally bleak childhood mories started to gain so color.
“This is no longer the world you know, but rest assured, just listen to and do as I say, and I will send you back…”
“You two, from today onwards, join the outer sect, or I’ll sell your daughter to a brothel…”
“Yes, hit hard, haha, hit harder, and don’t stop cursing, otherwise, I’ll take matters into my own hands…”
“Don’t worry, after taking this dicine, she’ll just be temporarily blind, I’ll take good care of her for you…”
The Swordswoman rembered, she…
or rather, her whole family, had been cast adrift to the Taiqing Sect by accident during an unexpected opening of a celestial gate.
And Taiching intended to use her family as materials for an experint, trying to create an unparalleled weapon with people from the mortal world, and that weapon was the Swordswoman.
Taiching, like toying with prey, tortured her and her parents daily, yet erased this part of their mories, leaving only the mories of her parents beating and scolding her.
The Swordswoman thought of it, rembered her parents washing their faces with tears every day, desperately earning money to pay off debts, trying everything to take care of her.
She thought of how her parents refused to abandon her, how her father’s legs were broken, and when he was about to be crushed to death by Taiching, her mother tremblingly took her away.
She rembered the days when she begged, and how her mother would bring her the food saved up over and over again…
“This is the last trip, once your daughter kills you two pieces of trash, she can join the Taiqing Sect and beco my indoctrinated disciple.”
“No no no, you can’t resist without fighting back, you have to fight, but you can’t win, understand?”
“Yes, open your mouths and scold her, call her a whore, a bitch, scum…”
The images in her mory were supposed to freeze at the mont she pierced her parents with a single thrust.
But the resurfacing mory extended the scene further.
Watching her parents unable to resist hugging her tightly before their death, watching this scene that she had always forgotten, intense emotions surged from the bottom of her heart, hamring at the consciousness of the Swordswoman.
One by one, those childhood mories were released, exploding all at once.
The love for her parents, the yearning for kinship, the hatred for Taiching, the despair for the future… The variety of intense emotions within her mories were unleashed in a breath with the uncovering of those mories, causing her unprecedented pain.
It was like a blind person who had never seen the light suddenly exposed to an overwhelming array of colors.
The Swordswoman, who had been heartless and ruthless, felt her mind was lting.
“Taiching!!!”
“Dad… Mom…”
“Damn it… damn it… damn damn damn it all!…
Why did it have to be this way!!!”
The voice from the broken sword rang out, “Taiching really knows how to play, first sealing your fond mories and shaping you into an unfeeling weapon for his use.”
“Then… he probably plans to unleash your mories at so critical mont, where you’ll either be broken or beco an even more unparalleled weapon.”
“The backup traces of your fond mories in your heart, it seems he would just infuse them into you several tis if once isn’t enough, what a sick taste.”
“Who would have thought such a fine material would end up under my Ei Sect.”
“Woman, do not be misled by those emotions, they are rely the influence of a burst of childhood mories, eroding your original personality.
Strengthen the killing intent in your heart, think carefully about what the real you is like…”
But the next mont, the voice suddenly paused.
“Heh heh.”
A burst of laughter suddenly ca from the depths of the Swordswoman’s consciousness.
“Heh heh heh heh heh.”
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