Chapter 411: The First Step of Sword Forging

I didn't expect another love‑brain.

Lin Chuan asked, "You don't even remember that person's name and identity; how can I find him?"

"After I die, you will naturally be able to find him in my soul."

Knowing the inevitable death, Wushan Tonglao became increasingly calm.

"Alright."

Lin Chuan nodded, "I will go find him and deliver your words. What if he no longer remembers you?"

A trace of melancholy flashed in Wushan Tonglao's eyes, "If he doesn't remember… what can be done? Then let him forget. He must be suffering too and wants to forget me."

"Alright, then let it enter the sword."

Lin Chuan weaves threads into a sword.

Wushan Tonglao willingly merges into the sword, becoming one of the myriad forms on its blade.

As the sword's master, Lin Chuan can clearly sense that after Wushan Tonglao's Immortal Soul merged into the blade, it brought a wondrous power.

After Lü Ya's transformation, a faint hint of a condensed Living Being Purification Grand Array can be sensed.

In essence, they exist to eradicate Black Mist.

However, this sword is far from truly forged; it still needs more beings to merge into it, to draw more of their traits.

At the same time, Lin Chuan also perceives Wushan Tonglao's lingering obsession.

A memory deep within the soul.

In the memory scene, Wushan Tonglao is still a girl, born of the Demon Cultivator, who unexpectedly meets the Holy Son of the elite Blazing Flame Sect.

The two love and kill each other, ultimately forming a bond.

But their affair quickly gets exposed, discovered by the higher‑ups of the Blazing Flame Sect.

An elder of the Blazing Flame Sect personally intervenes, captures Wushan Tonglao, and intends to execute her.

In the end, the Blazing Flame Sect's Holy Son threatens death, pleading with the elder to spare Wushan Tonglao, promising never to interact with her again, thereby saving her life.

From then on, the two are worlds apart; eventually the Blazing Flame Sect's Holy Son marries the sect head's daughter, taking his junior sister as wife.

Wushan Tonglao's heart is completely dead.

She voluntarily sealed the other's name and appearance from her memory, leaving only an unforgettable experience.

"I must dissolve this lingering obsession first."

The Living Being Purification Grand Array is driven by the power of all beings; anyone who enters does so voluntarily, regardless of purpose.

Lin Chuan's forging of the Sword of All Beings is the same.

Killing Wushan Tonglao outright is easy; the difficulty lies in making her fully merge into it.

But this is merely Lin Chuan's experiment; Wushan Tonglao happened to collide, and forging the true Sword of All Beings would require far more living power.

Lin Chuan needs a group of like‑minded individuals.

Like forging the Emperor's Banner?

He already has a plan in mind.

……

A few days later.

Mo Sangyu, who had been in seclusion, finally emerged, having refined two Pure World Hong Lian, and her strength grew again.

Upon emerging, she saw the scarred landscape outside the seclusion site.

"What happened?"

Mo Sangyu's expression shifted slightly, "During my seclusion, a battle occurred here? Could it be… Wushan Tonglao?"

"It's already resolved," Lin Chuan said with a smile.

"Really Wushan Tonglao?!" Mo Sangyu exclaimed in shock, "You actually made Wushan Tonglao willingly retreat?"

As for killing, she hadn't considered it.

In a Legend Realm, how can one kill a Void Deity of the Legendary Realm?

Whether one grasps the law or not, the gap in strength is enormous.

She couldn't guess the reason.

Lin Chuan is too mysterious, increasingly enigmatic, like a cloud of mist containing priceless treasures, making people want to explore.

Even she couldn't help but feel curiosity.

"The recent commotion is too great; Demon Abyss is no longer suitable for our cultivation. Let's go together."

Awakening the path of Sangyu is a heavy and long journey.

Even if Lin Chuan needs to forge the Sword of All Beings and launch certain plans, he can still keep Sangyu by his side.

"Where are we going?"

Surprisingly, Mo Sangyu did not refuse this time.

"How about Tianjin Prefecture?"

There are three places in the world where Demon Cultivators gather most: the first is Blood-Painted Star Domain, the second is Demon Abyss, the third is Tianjin Prefecture.

It is the only great region in the world without a super‑power stationed, which gives rise to Tianjin Prefecture's endless chaos.

Yet beneath the chaos lies its own unique prosperity.

Many solitary great beings reside within Tianjin Prefecture.

A saying circulates: In Tianjin Prefecture, as long as you have enough resources, nothing is unsolvable.

Here, strength and treasure are the only rules.

"Fine."

Mo Sangyu nodded, "I like such chaotic places."

Chaos means slaughter.

For Demon Cultivators, especially for Pure World Hong Lian practitioners, that place is nothing short of heaven.

It is even more suitable than the Demon Abyss.

Because the key layers of the Demon Abyss are essentially occupied by great Demon Dao beings, it is far too difficult for a newcomer to replace them.

Only after cultivating stronger power elsewhere does one have the capital to strike back.

Generally, Tianjin Prefecture becomes the Demon Cultivators' first choice.

As for the Blood-Painted Star Domain, it lies within the Star Realm, and under the legends, Demon Cultivators simply cannot go there.

"Before heading to Tianjin Prefecture, I have something else to do. Could you do me a favor?" Lin Chuan said with a smile.

"Sure."

Mo Sangyu nodded, "I owe you two favors; I help with one, I repay the other."

"Alright."

Favor after favor—although Mo Sangyu now constantly mentions favors, Lin Chuan understands too well that favors, once exchanged, only become tangled.

They become increasingly impossible to settle.

"Help me find a cultivation hall in Tianjin Prefecture with many practitioners, establish a faction called Myriad Symbol Pavilion, and spread its reputation as far as possible."

That is Lin Chuan's plan.

He intends to create a unique faction to attract the ambitious, forging the Sword of All Beings.

"Myriad Symbol Pavilion? What does it do?" Mo Sangyu asked, puzzled.

"It does everything."

Lin Chuan smiled, "A faction that can resolve all sorrows."

"Fine." Mo Sangyu replied without further questions, "Then I'll wait for you in Tianjin Prefecture?"

"Mm."

Lin Chuan looked into her eyes and asked earnestly, "You won't run away, will you?"

"I won't."

Mo Sangyu answered seriously, "I will not leave until I have repaid your favor; I will owe you nothing."

If I ran, I would become someone Mo Sangyu despises.

She would not do that.

She became a Witch, committing many deeds deemed evil by the world, yet she is untroubled in conscience; every creature she kills is one that ought to die.

Becoming a Witch was only to protect the most vulnerable version of herself.

It is also self‑protection.

"I'm leaving; I'll wait for you in Tianjin Prefecture."

With those words spoken, Mo Sangyu burst through the void, appearing decisive, as if she did not want Lin Chuan to linger any longer.

"I should be going too."

Lin Chuan chuckled lightly, his gaze turning toward the distance.

The Blazing Flame Sect?

The success of this journey determines whether his many upcoming plans can proceed smoothly.