Chapter 684

Sigh, Yang Xuan has burned out his oil and wick; when he returns to the Azure Sword Sect, he will discover that her sister has been continually abused. The junior martial sister he dotes on, Chu Youwei, is the one who has been most cruel to Yang Ling'er.

The gray-robed old man sighed and spoke, his tone somewhat desolate.

The man in fine clothes said, "But we cannot tell Yang Xuan the truth; it's not our fault. This is what Yang Xuan's master, Hua Jieyu, said."

The gray-robed old man sighed and said, "Actually, it's also Yang Xuan's own fault. Ten thousand years ago, what did my Jiang family have to fear from the Azure Sword Sect? But now the Azure Sword Sect has risen, and my Jiang family is no longer a match."

The man in fine clothes nodded, "Yes."

Before, he had taken good care of Yang Xuan in accordance with his sister Jiang Jiu's dying wish.

After several visits to the God-Burying Abyss, he would always tell Yang Xuan about Yang Ling'er's situation.

But three thousand years ago, Yang Xuan's master, who was also the sect leader of the Azure Sword Sect, descended upon the Jiang family and told them they must have no further contact with Yang Xuan, otherwise they would be exterminated.

This is why the man in fine clothes has not revealed the truth.

But he felt that his hints had been quite obvious.

Yet Yang Xuan continually failed to catch his hints.

The gray-robed old man said, "This is what Yang Xuan deserves; he never imagined that the Azure Sword Sect he had been protecting would actually become his enemy."

The man in fine clothes said, "Yang Xuan is overly loyal to the Azure Sword Sect, to the point of foolish loyalty. Hua Jieyu indeed has shown him kindness in nurturing him, but even before descending into the God-Burying Abyss, I felt he had already more or less repaid that debt."

The gray-robed old man kept shaking his head, "Outsiders all say that in this God-Burying Abyss, Yang Xuan is under the protection of an ancient great power. Yet he has ended up like this, probably betraying that ancient mighty one's original intention. If he used these opportunities for his own cultivation, with his talent, he would probably have already broken through to the Sovereign Realm."

The man in fine clothes said indifferently, "Forget it, let him be. After the opportunities arise, we'll still have to compete with Yang Xuan for them."

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The Desolate Ancient Flame Region, Azure Sword Sect.

After ten thousand years, the Azure Sword Sect has frenziedly risen, constantly devouring and invading outwardly, occupying a star sea in the Desolate Ancient Flame Region, named the "Azure Sword Star Sea".

This star sea contains countless stars, each emanating sword qi that pierces the heavens, as if myriad spiritual swords were planted in the star sea; gazing at it from afar is heart-stopping.

Each of these stars is occupied by Azure Sword Sect sword cultivators, who continually refine the stars with sword qi, making every star incredibly icy cold.

The primary star of the Azure Sword Sect is called Azure Sword Star, resembling a spiritual sword hung upside down between heaven and earth, appearing immensely grand and magnificent.

At this moment.

Within a mountain range on Azure Sword Star.

Yang Ling'er wore tattered clothes and hid in a ruined, desolate temple.

Her features were beautiful and delicate, but she seemed long untended; her hair was a tangled mess, her face grimy, like a beggar's.

Her gaze was fearful, looking around, constantly on guard against anyone approaching.

Yang Ling'er tightly clutched a wooden doll in her hand.

The wooden doll was in the likeness of Yang Xuan.

She stared fixedly at the wooden doll, then kissed it, saying, "Brother, I miss you."

Two streams of tears flowed down Yang Ling'er's face.

"Brother, they're beating me!"

"Brother, I want to escape and go to the God-Burying Abyss to find you."

"Brother, I heard it was you who made the Azure Sword Sect into a great power, but you don't have much lifespan left and won't live long. Is that true?"

"Anyway, I'm just a good-for-nothing; I don't want to live—give my lifespan to you."

After ten thousand years, she is still only a Half-Saint.

She wants to escape the Azure Sword Star Sea.

But it's too difficult.

Her death is a Half-Saint.

Even Azure Sword Star cannot be escaped.

She has already fled several times, but each time, not long after leaving Chu Youwei's cultivation grounds, she is caught back and beaten half to death.

Her icy cold ailment torments her incessantly, preventing her from cultivating.

Ten thousand years ago, Chu Youwei produced a Seven-Revolution Karma Worm, binding her brother and the two of them together.

She did not allow it.

She did not want Yang Xuan to bear her suffering.

Her brother's sword-path talent is heaven-defying; once he bears her karmic force, it will affect his cultivation.

Moreover, how painful her icy cold ailment is; if not for her brother, she would often not want to live.

She did not want Yang Xuan to experience even a hint of pain.

But her brother still activated the Seven-Revolution Karma Worm, binding her and Chu Youwei's karma together.

She remembers that at that time, countless karma threads were on her body.

Indeed, she could no longer feel pain.

But thinking that her brother would suffer unbearably, her heart ached even more.

Later, Chu Youwei secretly stripped the karma threads from her body and placed them on her own.

At first she did it while she was asleep; later she did it openly.

Now, on her body, there are fewer than ten karma threads.

Gradually, she felt the fear of once being dominated by pain.

"But my brother bears suffering that is countless times mine!"

Yang Ling'er shouted in her heart.

"Ten thousand years have passed, brother—have you changed? Ling'er has grown up."

Yang Ling'er thought and thought, then cried again.

Suddenly.

Above the Void, a wave of oppressive power poured down.

"Boom!"

The power of the Six-Star God Sovereign Realm!

Yang Ling'er lay on the ground, her face filled with fear, knowing that Chu Youwei had arrived.

Chu Youwei could kill her with a single thought.

"Hiss!"

A streak of light appeared; Chu Youwei wore a long dress, her appearance alluring with a hint of cold beauty, she sneered at Yang Ling'er, "What? Yang Ling'er, do you want to run away again? Do you want to tell your brother Yang Xuan about your affairs?"

Yang Ling'er trembled, curling into a ball, tightly gripping Yang Xuan's wooden carving in her hand.

Chu Youwei said mockingly, "Yang Ling'er, your brother is already exhausted; now there is a great opportunity in the God-Burying Abyss. When he retrieves this great opportunity, my Azure Sword Sect has an elder go take it. He simply won't come back; even if he does, he won't live more than a few days."

Yang Ling'er gritted her teeth in anger, "Your Azure Sword Sect has been sucking my brother's blood!"

Chu Youwei said, "This is what he deserves. Master brought you back to cultivate; shouldn't he repay the sect?"

Yang Ling'er exclaimed indignantly, "But my brother has already given enough to the Azure Sword Sect!"

Chu Youwei coldly snorted, "Master says it's not enough, so it's not enough."

Saying this, she walked toward Yang Ling'er.

Yang Ling'er shivered with fright, "What... what are you going to do?"

Chu Youwei came up to Yang Ling'er and lowered her head, "These karmic threads, you no longer need them."

In her hand, the spiritual technique shifted, the secret technique's divine splendor surged with heroic vigor.

The karmic threads on Yang Ling'er's body snapped one after another, then were grafted onto Chu Youwei by her.

"Whoosh!"

Chu Youwei's figure undulated as she stretched lazily, "So comfortable, so comfortable. It seems Yang Xuan still favors you most, giving you suffering several times mine."

The karmic threads on Yang Ling'er's body were stripped away, leaving only two.

The ice-cold malady flared up again.

She began to twitch.

Pain, so painful!

Yang Ling'er clutched her head, tears streaming down, "Brother... brother... when my brother returns, he will kill you!"

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