Chapter 872: Lingjian Zhenren's Ascension

"You kid are a talent; I truly don't want to watch you die in vain."

Lingjian Zhenren felt a bit regretful, and also mourned his lack of struggle.

This path is the best one Chen Chuyang can take now, and it can preserve everyone, giving him several decades; he will naturally grow, and by then those enemies will be no cause for concern.

Why sacrifice everything for a bit of dignity? A man should bow his head when he should; besides, it's just taking him as master, not making him do undignified things, nor making him abandon everything. Why go that far?

"Kid, after you take me as master, I can teach you everything; whatever you want, I can find it for you."

"All the divine techniques of the Heavenly Sword Sect, I can give you."

"Kid, don't be satisfied; in all these years, you're the only one to receive my promise."

Lingjian Zhenren, for Chen Chuyang, has sacrificed a lot; even a Strong One's dignity can be discarded.

A truly suitable disciple is indeed hard to find; it's difficult to encounter one, and he does not want to give up.

Chen Chuyang felt Lingjian Zhenren's goodwill and smiled: "If I go to Tianwai, I will definitely look for you; then, I hope you won't despise me."

Lingjian Zhenren gazed deeply at the kid before him and sighed: "Fine, you're truly obstinate; later, I hope you won't regret it."

"Here you go."

He casually tossed a jade token to Chen Chuyang, and Lingjian Zhenren reminded: "Kid, this is my token; if you encounter trouble in Tianwai, brandish this token, and it may save your life."

After speaking, Lingjian Zhenren's soul dissipated.

A sigh lingered in the air.

Chen Chuyang stared blankly at the token in his palm—a white jade token, resembling a sword, with a lingering Technique inside, which was Lingjian Zhenren's Technique.

That Technique was immensely powerful, not of this world's force.

Chen Chuyang felt it and was deeply shocked: "It seems I still underestimated him."

Heishanyang stepped forward, stared at the jade token and said: "Kid, you should have agreed to him just now; this person is strong, unlike the one from the Spirit Sword Sect."

"He gives me a terrifying feeling; if you take him as master, perhaps you can smoothly go to Tianwai and even find a place that can shelter you, allowing you to cultivate peacefully for decades."

"He truly has his eye on you; you shouldn't refuse."

From any perspective, Chen Chuyang agreeing is better than refusing.

Benefit outweighs harm.

"What if he schemes against me?"

Heishanyang heard this, froze for a moment, and said: "It won't happen, kid; don't underestimate a Strong One's dignity. If he truly wanted to kill you, the soul just now would be enough to grievously wound you, even kill you."

"I can sense a tremendous energy hidden within his soul; as long as he wishes, you and I will probably find it impossible to leave this place."

That's why Heishanyang has remained silent all this time, fearing to provoke that unhappy one.

Lingjian Zhenren's soul is terrifying, and his true body is also powerful.

He likely has broken through the True Realm and reached the Seeking Dao Realm.

"Is that so?" Chen Chuyang shrugged: "He wants to kill me, but it's not that easy."

"I admit his soul is strong, but I'm not weak either."

"In this world, no one has been able to kill me."

At this moment, Chen Chuyang felt supremely confident.

These words were also full of confidence.

Heishanyang raised his head, stared at Chen Chuyang, a bit stunned.

"You kid, really are..."

Immediately, Heishanyang shook his head; regarding Chen Chuyang's confidence, it already knew.

The kid truly is confident, always brimming with self-assurance.

"He truly wants to take you as a disciple; if it were me, I would definitely agree."

Chen Chuyang lowered his head, smiled faintly: "So that's why you ended up like this."

"A Strong One without confidence in himself will never become a Strong One."

"When you first sought reliance back then, it was your weak day; from this moment, a weakness has appeared on you."

"The instant a weakness appears in you, you are no longer a Strong One."

"Don't you understand yet?"

Heishanyang's body trembled, his eyes fixed on Chen Chuyang, and for a moment, he forgot to speak.

He opened his mouth, staring at Chen Chuyang, unable to close it for a long time.

Until Chen Chuyang's voice sounded.

"Let's go."

Heishanyang watched Chen Chuyang's receding silhouette; in the pitch-black cave, a glimmer of spiritual light flickered, illuminating the surroundings.

His figure became so majestic, so bright.

"Wait for me, kid."

Heishanyang hurriedly followed, one man and one goat, swiftly leaving the place.

Three days passed in a flash.

The affairs of the Heavenly Heart Sect settled, the sect was completely annihilated, and its disciples were all sacrificed.

Only Tianlian Zhenren and Shang Hongchen remained, everyone else was utterly dead.

Even the few surviving remnants were swept clean.

The Black Dragon Guard, Yin Gui Sect, Spirit Sword Sect, and even the Monster Race side were all cleared; the entire world was turned over, leaving no Heavenly Heart Sect disciple unscathed. From then on, this world no longer had the Heavenly Heart Sect's legacy.

Shang Hongchen and Tianlian Zhenren's inheritance could not continue; Tianlian Zhenren reached an agreement with them, allowing survival.

Or perhaps, Chen Chuyang standing behind her was the key to her survival.

And she can no longer accept disciples, nor pass on the Heavenly Heart Sect's techniques in this world.

From this moment on, this world no longer has the Heavenly Heart Sect.

All major forces together erase the existence of the Heavenly Heart Sect, eliminating any trace of their existence.

Regarding how to divide the Heavenly Heart Sect's territories and resources, the major forces will discuss again later, refining some details; most allocations are settled, but some issues remain unresolved.

In short, each major force can obtain considerable benefits, which will be a hallmark of their rise.

A whale falls, and all things are born.

Inside the Spirit Sword Sect.

In a certain cellar.

Lingjian Zhenren summoned Xinran Zhanglao, and, looking at the junior sister before him, saw her strength increasing rapidly.

The Technique on his body grew ever more fierce, which pleased him greatly.

"Junior sister, you have become stronger—congratulations."

"Hmph." Xinran Zhanglao let out a cold snort, refusing to look at the person before her, yet she could not kill him.

"Senior brother, what do you want with me?"

The impatient Xinran Zhanglao did not wish to meet him, nor to hear his words.

Lingjian Zhenren said nothing, staring at her intently.

A moment later, Xinran Zhanglao raised an eyebrow, the blade half drawn.

Lingjian Zhenren spoke, "Senior brother is about to leave."

Xinran Zhanglao was stunned for a moment, looking at the man before her in confusion.

She blinked, then asked, "What does that mean?"

Lingjian Zhenren smiled, "Don't you understand yet? My foolish junior sister, I am him, he is me; we are one, merely Split Souls."

"I will return, and he, of course, must follow me back as well."

"Perhaps, the next time we meet, you will never see us again."

When the words ended, Xinran Zhanglao's face changed completely.

"You are talking nonsense."

The blade was drawn.

"Clang."

Pointing at Lingjian Zhenren, Xinran Zhanglao trembled all over, unable to believe what she had heard.

"You are talking nonsense."