Chapter 462: Script Destroyer

No one knows of Ma Mingan's miserable encounter.

The surveillance of the Sword Casting Hut is not omnipotent; once a contestant deliberately hides, they have no way to forcibly peer into them.

In order to teach his good apprentice, Ma Mingan specifically chose a hidden cave that would not be discovered by others, making an exception to directly impart his unique Secret Technique before the other party had even formally taken him as a master.

And the result?

After he finished imparting his secret method, the other party felt no gratitude at all; instead, they brandished a butcher's knife at him and backstabbed him directly!

Although no gold coins could be looted from him, this still made the old beggar feel extremely heartbroken.

If he could still remember it, that is.

But clearly, under the violent brainwashing of the Demon Moon, Ma Mingan does not remember that such a story ever happened.

If things had ended there, Ma Mingan's experience would not actually be considered too miserable.

Although he had entrusted his sincere heart to the bright moon, unfortunately, the bright moon did not appreciate it and threw it aside with a backhand.

All in all, this was just an ordinary affair of fawning without success.

No one has stipulated that if one wants to take someone as an apprentice, the other party must agree; there is no such logic.

But Ma Mingan's luck, clearly, did not stop there.

Shortly after the Demon Moon left, a figure speeding through the sky suddenly turned and appeared silently in this place, breaking the Array outside the cave with a wave of their hand.

"... Is it an illusion?"

Jing Yueqin, still in the guise of "Li Fengyao," looked coldly at Ma Mingan, who was lying on the ground in a deep sleep, and carefully investigated the surrounding situation, but did not obtain any useful information.

But this clearly could not convince Jing Yueqin; she then proceeded without hesitation to use her divine sense to break into the Consciousness Sea of the unconscious Ma Mingan, domineeringly searching his soul directly.

Yet, she still gained nothing.

However, discovering nothing was, in itself, a discovery.

"Tsk, his memory has been tampered with."

There is a large blank space in the latter part of this guy's memory; it is clear that it was covered up and wiped by someone.

Someone is deliberately covering up a certain truth.

Jing Yueqin looked at Ma Mingan coldly, and finally, after crudely clearing away her own traces, she exited his Consciousness Sea and turned to leave.

"... Sigh, perhaps it really was just my illusion."

If it were the period when her master had just gone missing in the past, Jing Yueqin would have taken Ma Mingan away, searched his soul and refined his spirit, dug out every trace, and not let go of any possibility.

What Ren Yidao and the others are unaware of is that Jing Yueqin's having Fallen into Demon was not a collapse that happened overnight, but rather her stepping firmly toward the abyss, step by step.

As for the souls of the guilty, she has had eight or ten thousand pass through her hands.

And the blood of the innocent has also stained her hands quite a bit.

However, the current her is still somewhat different from the past.

There are many things that changed her.

It is the long passage of time that has gradually made the obsession in her Heart Star fade more and more.

It is the tacit approval of her fellow disciples; even after she caused such a great disaster, no one blamed her, and they stood silently by her side, making her unable to bear dragging them down again.

And even more so, it is the countless exhortations from one person in her ear.

He never urged her to be kind, but merely told her not to be too extreme in her actions, and not to let herself develop psychological burdens.

"Heh, talking about not increasing his work burden, otherwise he would go on strike..."

Thinking of the displeasure on her junior brother's face when he said those words, Jing Yueqin couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head and muttering to herself:

"What a disobedient little fox."

"I should let big sister give him a good rub!"

Jing Yueqin left, just as she had come quietly, waving her sleeves, without taking away a single wisp of cloud.

She did not look at Ma Mingan again.

Repeating once more.

No one knows of Ma Mingan's miserable encounter.

After an unknown amount of time, Ma Mingan's body, which was lying face down like a corpse, twitched unnaturally.

"Ugh..."

The old beggar scratched his butt, feeling that he had slept very restlessly, feeling as if he had been beaten up severely.

No, beaten up several times!

Everything hurt, especially his head, which felt like it had exploded.

"Hiss... did I drink too much yesterday? But why is there no taste in my mouth?"

He slowly climbed up and rubbed his eyes.

"Hmm?"

Stunned for a moment, the old beggar rubbed his eyes again and slowly opened his mouth wide.

Before him was a cave, and outside the cave was a forest.

"Where is this? In the mountains? Hmm? How did I, this old man, end up in a place like this?"

How strange!

Am I wandering again?

That's not right!

"No, calm down! Think carefully, I remember, I had just finished stealing food in the kitchen of the restaurant and was preparing to run away, when I was discovered by that cook whose arms were thicker than his legs, and then... and then what happened? Why can't I remember anything?"

"Could it be..."

Ma Mingan struggled to recall for a moment, his mouth gradually opening wide, and he shouted in disbelief:

"I was knocked unconscious by him!!?"

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"I am a Spirit Transformation expert, for heaven's sake!!!"

"Even if I was ambushed, I shouldn't have been knocked unconscious!"

"Unless..."

"He has innate divine strength!!?"

Ma Mingan, who had been somewhat dazed, suddenly became excited and scrambled up from the ground with a leap.

"Great! Great! With such talent, he is clearly a fine seedling to inherit my mantle!"

"An uncut jade! What a fine piece of uncut jade!"

Ma Mingan was extremely excited; ignoring the pain all over his body, he rubbed his palms together excitedly, rubbing out a pile of black ash on the ground...

He couldn't wait to go and rescue that fine seedling, who had almost been buried, right off the stove.

"Good disciple! Master is coming to find you right now!"

But when he walked out of the cave and looked at the dim, brightening sky, he couldn't help but bare his teeth and gasp.

"... However, where the hell is this place?"

Because of the violent brainwashing by the two people before and after, a large blank space had appeared in Ma Mingan's memory, regressing it to half a month ago.

But this was not important.

It is normal to not remember the date when one is old.

For an old beggar who loves talent as much as his own life, these were all minor matters.

He did not care at all!

He only wanted to save that gifted disciple early and have him wander with him soon!

Although there was not even a shadow of an apprenticeship yet, Ma Mingan was not worried at all.

"Just kidding, I am a Spirit Transformation powerhouse!"

"Wouldn't that little fellow bow down the moment he sees me!"

Clang—

Clang—

Clang—

Accompanied by the three sword chimes echoing from the Sword Casting Hut mountain gate, all survivors in the Outer Domain, Middle Domain, and Inner Domain put down the tasks in their hands at this moment and looked up at the sky.

They knew that the first round of the ten-day Immortal Sect Grand Competition had finally come to an end.

Some let out a long breath and relaxed in exhaustion.

They were the weak; lacking sufficient strength, they could only survive in the cracks between the struggles of the strong, hiding carefully.

Even though it had only been ten days, they felt as if they had endured an incomparably long torment, and they felt the joy of surviving a disaster.

Others also let out a sigh of relief, but it was one of deep emotion.

They were the strong; having exchanged blows with disciples from various other sects and clashed with different Dao Techniques, their horizons and experience had been greatly improved.

During these ten days, they felt that every day had been very fulfilling, and they felt the joy of harvest.

And there was one more person who, at this moment, let out a deep, mournful sigh.

"Sigh! Why did it end just like that?"

"I haven't had enough fun yet..."

Regret, lingering attachment, reluctance... The extremely complex and lingering emotions in Ren Yidao's voice made Jian Xinxin, who had finally managed to talk to Mei, twitch her brow, almost unable to resist kicking him.

Shut up, as if you're so capable!

People are struggling and competing here, and you're just strolling around looking for fun, right?

Ren Yidao, the dearest friend of all contestants, considered himself neither weak nor strong.

But rather a joyful fun-seeker...

He traveled all the way from the Outer Domain to the Inner Domain, and his experiences along the way were extremely rich.

During this period, he made several good friends, had passionate collisions with a hundred people, and wrestled with others, making the expressions on their faces turn shy and red.

He also served as the chief designer and builder, working with over a thousand people to complete a great, spectacular work worthy of being recorded in history; it was just a pity that this world had no world records yet, otherwise he would definitely have applied for one.

At the very end, Ren Yidao also forged a deep friendship with a youth born with a disability, a friendship that would make the latter "willing to see him one more time even if mortally wounded!"

This journey was moving and tragic, filled with blood and tears, affection and righteousness.

It was truly unbearable to see it end!

"Let's have some more!"

It was fortunate that Ren Yidao did not brazenly shout this out loud, otherwise, who knows how many people's blood pressure would have exploded.

But even though he pretended to be an honest child at this moment, the blood pressure of the Sword Casting Hut's upper echelons was already about to explode.

When the people of the Sword Casting Hut walked out from the mountain gate, countless bloodshot eyes glanced toward where Ren Yidao was.

It was this damn guy!

He ruined everything!

It was him!

The upper echelons were dissatisfied with Ren Yidao because he caused the Sword Casting Hut's original plan to fall through.

In the original plan, Li Qiushui, holding the Sanlu Sword, would erupt with astonishing strength and cut down all contestants under his sword.

Even the Divine Guard sent by the Southern Border Divine Dynasty were not taken seriously by them.

Although the Divine Guard were strong, their strength was limited.

If everything went according to plan, then in the end, even the Sword Shadow of Heaven Gate would become an aid to Li Qiushui!

Who says the Sword Shadow cannot be controlled?

With the Sword Spirit Body present and the Sanlu Sword in hand, if they say it can be done, then it can be done.

But as it turned out, the script did not go according to what they had prepared at all.

First, those women from Wanhua Valley caused trouble; they actually hid another Heaven Realm expert in their ranks and were prepared to make a move on Li Qiushui, which made them break into a cold sweat.

And just when they had finally waited for Li Qiushui to finish her epiphany and were ready to face off against the Southern Border Divine Dynasty, that Ren Yidao arrived.

The moment he appeared, the entire script prepared by the Sword Casting Hut was thrown into complete disarray.

First, those two exuding a sour stench flirted in front of everyone, and in the end, they resolved the Danger Star Li Qiushui was facing in just a few words...

The point is, who asked you to help her out of a tight spot!!?

And that Li Qiushui was actually obedient; after hearing Ren Yidao's words, she didn't even hesitate and just turned around and left.

And there was that Yuwen Tianye!

This guy was even more outrageous; not only did he watch the show for a long time, but in the end, he even generously let Li Qiushui and the others go.

Just like that, the insurance prepared by the Sword Casting Hut was easily replaced by someone else, turning into those guys from the Divine Path Sect showing off their power and soundly defeating Yuwen Tianye and everyone present.

If it were only that, they wouldn't be so annoyed; after all, they are a super sect of the Beiming Divine Continent, and everyone could hold their noses and accept it.

But this guy got the benefit and still acted smug, sitting so brazenly on the Sword Shadow, not leaving the Sword Casting Hut any face at all.

That wasn't sitting on the Sword Shadow; that was clearly sitting on the faces of the high-level members of the Sword Casting Hut...

A fatal blow!

Even now, their faces still feel hot, and it is simply impossible to give Ren Yidao a pleasant look.

But apart from that small group of people, the majority of the others were filled with different emotions when they saw Ren Yidao.

Awe and curiosity.

They were also fortunate enough to witness Ren Yidao's journey, or at least, the part of "Ren Yidao" who arrived here with the people of the Divine Path Sect.

In their view, what Ren Yidao displayed was completely, entirely a different style.

It was the demeanor of an expert who plans before acting.