Chapter 515: This Is the Truth (First Update)

"Hey, hey, where did this woman come from? Didn't you say you wouldn't bring any more women home? Ying ying ying!"

"Tsk, I'm warning you! Junior Sister is still here, don't talk nonsense! Besides, she has nothing to do with me! Cang Lan, stop the carriage."

The hooded coachman did not move, but by slightly releasing her aura, she made the two sturdy Dragon Steeds tremble, their speed rapidly decreasing until they stopped right in front of Mo Yushuang.

Mo Yushuang: "..."

Should I pretend I didn't hear what they said?

Mo Jindao, who had been waiting outside the Sword Casting Hut for a long time, did not get on the carriage immediately; she first frowned and sized up the coachman.

Letting a Spirit Transformation cultivator act as a coachman was nothing, but what truly startled her was the aura on this coachman.

That fleeting, ferocious aura made her feel as if she had seen a Demon that needed to be purged, but when she sensed carefully, she could feel nothing at all, and the Chang Sheng Sword gave no warning, as if everything just now was merely an illusion.

Was it really just an illusion?

Cang Lan noticed Mo Yushuang's gaze and turned her head to meet it without fear, not showing the slightest cowardice just because the other party was a Void-Phase cultivator.

Mo Yushuang could see no fear in those strange, cyan-blue eyes, only surging, billowing battle intent; as long as her master gave the order, she would rush forward to kill without hesitation.

And beside them, two young girls were struggling to pull on the clothes of the two people, one after the other, trying to pull their embarrassing Senior Brother and Senior Sister apart.

Ren Yidao's voice remained unchanged, sounding as clear as ever, but his gentle smile at this moment appeared somewhat eerie and comical because his cheeks were being pulled.

"Okay."

Unlike the calm voice Ren Yidao emitted, he was currently being pressed onto the floor, a woman was straddling him, her two hands pinching the flesh of his cheeks and pulling outward, while he was not to be outdone, constantly tickling the tender flesh on both sides of the woman's slender waist.

"Fellow Daoist Mo, please get on the carriage, we are about to depart."

This...

She endured the hollow feeling in her heart, stood up, and bowed earnestly to Ren Yidao: "Daoist Ren, I entrust Chang Sheng to you."

Because the scene inside was truly... well, somewhat beyond her imagination.

Mo Yushuang took one last deep look at Cang Lan, leaped onto the carriage, pushed the door open, and walked inside.

Are they children fighting?

It was whispering, telling, recounting... It was not a dead object, but had its own emotions and life.

After battling for a moment, the two finally lowered their heads at the same time and each took a step back; this battle ended in a draw.

She is still young?

Where on earth is she small!

Do you think I don't know your Senior Sister's age?

Hum—

At the time, Ren Yidao naturally did not, otherwise he wouldn't have wasted a precious treasure by using the Sanlu Sword as a club to swing around.

A calm and gentle voice sounded, causing Cang Lan to lower her eyes, the ferocity she had displayed quickly receding, and no further peculiarities could be seen.

"... Uh, yeah."

That was the sound of a sword.

When they fought before, was he still hiding his strength?

A brilliant sword light flashed in his originally calm eyes, causing even Mo Yushuang to feel a slight, stinging illusion.

"Yes, no need for formalities. Even if you didn't ask, I would do my best." Ren Yidao weighed the Long Sword twice and drew the blade to observe it.

There were so many points to criticize in that one sentence of his that even the usually indifferent Mo Yushuang couldn't help but want to retort.

But being able to feel these things was far from enough; Mo Yushuang had also reached this realm of Unity of Person and Sword, which was why she firmly believed Gongsun Changsheng was not dead.

"No need! Haha, it's just a small matter, it will be handled very soon."

Mo Yushuang nodded stiffly and walked toward a seat on the side. Before sitting down, she couldn't help but ask: "Do you need me to intervene?"

But even though the two girls were almost red in the face from holding their breath, the two people on the ground remained motionless, still attacking each other as they pleased.

At this moment, he could hear it.

Mo Yushuang was startled; she hadn't expected Ren Yidao to have such attainments in the Dao of the Sword.

To successfully help Gongsun Changsheng, Ren Yidao needed to go a step further and enter the space where the Sword Spirit resided.

But as soon as she entered the door, her footsteps stopped.

When letting go, Mo Yushuang was silent for a long time, but finally, she struggled to loosen her fingers and completely entrusted the Chang Sheng Sword into Ren Yidao's hands.

Also, is there any part of her that is small?

When the blade landed in his hand, Ren Yidao's gaze changed.

And this "very soon" ended up taking a full incense stick's worth of time.

Should she really place her hope in a person like this?

After standing up, Ren Yidao patted his clothes and sat down opposite Mo Yushuang as if nothing had happened, smiling apologetically: "Sorry, Fellow Daoist Mo, my Senior Sister is young and ignorant, please bear with her."

"Cang Lan, this is a guest, do not be rude."

But with the sword attainments he was forcibly instilling now, he could barely be considered a master of the sword.

Ren Yidao noticed Mo Yushuang's bewildered gaze; without stopping his movements, he turned his head and smiled at her: "Fellow Daoist Mo, you've arrived? Find a place to sit, don't be a stranger!"

But since she needed his help, she kept her words to herself in the end and squeezed out two words with difficulty: "... It's fine."

Then, not wanting to be led by the nose into this bizarre rhythm by this guy again, she took the initiative to hand the Chang Sheng Sword from her arms to Ren Yidao.

The Chang Sheng Sword was different from the Sanlu Sword; it was not yet mature, and although the Sword Spirit had been conceived, its connection with the outside world had not been fully opened.

To successfully communicate with the Sword Spirit, he had to forcibly break into it.

"This difficulty is not small."

If it were half a month ago, Ren Yidao really wouldn't have had much confidence, but after he had taken a trip to the bottom of the Wan Jian Xia, his confidence had increased by thirty percent.

As for confidence, about seventy percent... that's enough.

Frowning and examining it for a moment, Ren Yidao suddenly raised an eyebrow and said to the few people quietly watching him inside the carriage: "I am going to send my spirit into the sword. During this time, protect my physical body and do not let anyone disturb me."

"Alright~ With me here, don't you worry, your Senior Sister will definitely not let anyone else disturb you!"

Jing Yueqin nodded with a giggle, rolling up her sleeves with an eager look, the malice in her eyes almost overflowing, and black Qi even faintly wafting behind her.

Hehe!

"..."

Fine, you won't let others touch me, but you intend to do it yourself, right?

Ren Yidao's mouth twitched, and he turned to instruct his Junior Sisters, "Lingling, Yu'er, you two keep an eye on Senior Sister, don't let her do anything strange to me."

"Uh, you want me to?"

Li Lingling looked at the high-spirited Senior Sister, then looked at their own thin arms and legs.

Can we win?

There's no way to win at all!

"Foster Father, I'm afraid we... can't stop Senior Sister." Yu Yu shook her head helplessly; having just witnessed the massive gap in strength, even if the two of them combined, they couldn't win!

Can't win, absolutely can't win.

"That's true! Then Fellow Daoist Mo, I can only rely on you!" Ren Yidao thought about it and, feeling helpless, turned to Mo Yushuang and said, "Whether you can help your Dao companion depends on this one moment; please, do not let her disturb me."

Mo Yushuang nodded slowly and looked sternly at the innocent-looking Jing Yueqin.

Must not let her ruin things!

"Oh my, the way you say that, it's as if I'm someone who would do something bad~" Peak Master Jing expressed that she was very aggrieved; this was a lack of trust in her character!

"Then will you do it?"

"Yes!"

Jing Yueqin's answer was short and forceful, firm and resolute, without a shred of hesitation.

"Heh, women."

Ren Yidao sneered, too lazy to waste any more time with Senior Sister, and closed his eyes to separate his Divine Soul from his body, making contact with the blade.

After sensing for a moment, Ren Yidao's mind was shaken.

"That's right, it's right here!"

Upon touching a subtle scratch on the blade, Ren Yidao felt his Divine Soul pulled by a great force and sucked into it in an instant.

Whoosh—

Ren Yidao's Divine Soul did not resist, following this force into the Sword Spirit Space.

And when he entered, before he had time to carefully perceive his surroundings, he heard a startled and angry interrogation:

【"Who are you? Why can you break into this place?"】

Not far away, a young man of about thirty, with a stubbly beard, looked at him in shock.

Looking at the large hammer gripped tightly in the Sword Spirit's hand, Ren Yidao didn't need to confirm his identity at all.

Gongsun Changsheng.

He really had become a Sword Spirit!

"Me? I am..."

Ren Yidao intended to state his identity directly, but was interrupted before he could finish.

【"Could it be!?"】

Gongsun Changsheng's expression changed, and he clutched his head and roared in disbelief: 【"Damn it! What did you do to Yushuang!?"】

【"She didn't manage to escape? You killed her!?"】

He knelt on the ground, pulling hard at his hair, and wailed toward the sky:

【"No—Yushuang!!!"】

"..."

Ren Yidao:?

My friend, what are you doing over there?

I haven't even said anything yet, could you please not add your own drama?

Besides, even if you want to have a breakdown, you should at least have some tragic background music.

Just howling dryly isn't quite right, is it?

However, joking aside, Ren Yidao did notice some clues.

Gongsun Changsheng, who had turned into a Sword Spirit, had likely been asleep for a long time; his consciousness was still stuck at the time of his death, his state was already unstable, and now he had completely collapsed upon being stimulated.

【"Ahhhhhhh!!!"】

Yeah, right, that's the one.

【"I want to avenge her!"】

Ren Yidao looked at the sorrowful Sword Spirit, who was roaring and charging over while swinging his hammer with tears of blood, and several thoughts flashed through his mind.

Just leave him be and wait for him to calm down?

That is one method, but it is full of many uncertainties.

First, no one knows how long it will take for Gongsun Changsheng to calm down, and Ren Yidao does not have that much time to waste on this.

Second, if Gongsun Changsheng completely collapses during this process of regaining clarity, then even the gods couldn't save him; no one would be able to bring him back.

Hmm... forget it, might as well see it through to the end; I'll help him stabilize completely.

It's just that, I need to use my own Huhu way.

"You're asking what happened to Mo Yushuang? You want to know? Her..."

Ren Yidao's expression turned serious, looking even angrier than Gongsun Changsheng, and he shouted:

"She became a nun!"

【"I want to kill... What did you say!?"】

Forced mental calming method—spreading rumors!

Ren Yidao stared at the wide-eyed Gongsun Changsheng, took a step forward to pressure him, and said sternly: "This is the truth you wanted to know! Are you satisfied?"

"It is all because of you! She can only spend the rest of her life accompanied by green lamps and ancient Buddhas, with nothing left in her life but the morning bells and evening drums, wasting away the passing years!"

"And all of this!"

"Is all because of! You!!!"

【"No! This isn't true! You must be lying to me!"】 Gongsun Changshou was forced back by Ren Yidao's momentum, stumbling and falling to the ground.

【"Yushuang—"】

And when Ren Yidao immersed his entire consciousness into the space within the sword to toy with that Gongsun Changsheng, he completely cut off his perception of the outside world.

When only Jing Yueqin was by his side, he did not feel at ease.

Because she would definitely do some little tricks one hundred percent of the time.

But when there were outsiders nearby, with Jing Yueqin present, he felt at ease.

When it was safe, she was the greatest danger.

But when danger arrived, she was the greatest guarantee of safety.

After Ren Yidao fell into a deep sleep, Jing Yueqin did not lay a hand on his physical body as she had claimed she would, but instead stared smilingly at Mo Yushuang to the side.

She looked her up and down for a long time, then suddenly asked: "Hey, have we met before? Is there some grudge between us?"

"Never." Mo Yushuang lowered her eyes and answered calmly.

"Then why do you dare to be hostile toward me?" Jing Yueqin asked with a smile: "Do you want to die?"

Sand...

In an instant, the temperature inside the carriage dropped, and one could even hear the sound of ice crystals slowly forming.

Yu Yu and Li Lingling were startled; the two little ones hugged each other by reflex, looking uneasily at the two people confronting each other.

Are they going to fight?

But Senior Brother is still right there!

Upon sensing the violent Evil Qi, Mo Yushuang gradually widened her eyes, looked into Jing Yueqin's eyes, and said slowly: "Because you are a Demon."

"Because you have killed countless people, because you have wiped out entire families, because of the heavy blood debts coiled around your body."

"Because I am a Blade Catcher, and this is my duty."

Even without a sword in hand, even though she had requests of others, Mo Yushuang still stared coldly at the demonic cultivator.

"Although His Majesty specifically urged me when he left not to provoke you actively, and tacitly allowed your breach of contract to go out, thinking you are stable... but I do not think so."

"You are merely tethered by shackles; if given the chance, you will still release the Demon in your heart, just like now."

"I will not take the initiative to attack you, but once you fall into Demon again, no matter who steps forward, I will give everything to kill you, even if the price might be my own life."

After quietly listening to Mo Yushuang's reasons, Jing Yueqin nodded and spoke slowly: "So, it was because of this... Hi! You should have just said so earlier!"

Mo Yushuang:?

In the bewildered gaze of the Blade Catcher who could not understand, Jing Yueqin laughed carelessly, the Evil Qi on her body dissipated, and she returned to her previous lazy appearance.

She stretched lazily, leaned back, rested her head on Ren Yidao's lap, winked at Mo Yushuang, and remarked: "You scared me! I thought you were going to fight me for Senior Brother~"

Mo Yushuang:???