151: Chapter 151 Please, Die Again

"My Xiao Yu, you've become so powerful now."

"Let's kill this Sima Yi once more, together."

Zhuge Jinyu was stunned.

Immediately after, tears rolled down like pearls from a broken string.

But this time, they were no longer tears of sadness.

She smiled.

Her eyes curved into beautiful crescents.

She smiled just like that young girl from a thousand years ago who had received her teacher's praise for the first time.

A smile so radiant it made the peach blossoms across the sky lose their color.

She nodded heavily, choking back sobs, her expression incredibly determined.

"Mhm, together."

"Teacher, I'm really strong now!"

"Together, we can definitely do it!"

On the Wuzhang Plains, the wind and snow howled.

Sima Yi's demonic power was monstrous.

But this time, standing before the broken military formation was no longer a helpless Young Prime Minister and a fading shadow about to dissipate.

Instead, it was Su Chen, dressed in green robes with a calm expression.

And beside him, the Female Marquis with flying white hair, holding a feather fan, her aura shaking the heavens and earth.

Zhuge Jinyu.

The two looked at each other and smiled, standing side by side.

Su Chen raised his hand.

"Return of the Lord of War—Commanding the Weaponry of Huaxia, Sword Control!"

In an instant, countless invisible sword intents descended from the high heavens.

All of them aimed directly at Sima Yi.

Zhuge Jinyu lightly waved her feather fan, and the Eight Trigrams Formation Map enveloped heaven and earth as her Literary Aura soared to the skies, complementing the sword intent.

"Sima Yi."

Su Chen spoke, his voice calm.

"This sword strike you owe Xiao Yu is a thousand years late."

"This match..."

Zhuge Jinyu's blue eyes were ice-cold.

"Please, die once more."

In reality, at the Heroic Spirit Square.

Zhuge Jinyu slowly opened her eyes, her hand still pressed against Su Chen's forehead.

Tear stains were still wet on her exquisite face.

She looked at Su Chen, who still had his eyes closed, resonating with other memories.

Within those blue eyes, the snow and wind of a thousand years of accumulated sorrow had finally dispersed.

All that remained was overflowing tenderness and smiles.

Teacher, this time, we won.

In the dream.

The square was silent.

Everyone was still immersed in that soul-shaking memory sharing and the final dream illusion, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

The sounds of crying, sobbing, and low gasps of wonder and emotion rose and fell.

Some female martial artists were moved to the point of gasping for breath from crying over the story of the two.

The Official Martial Artists present were completely silent.

There was no longer any intent to question or take action.

Framing a reincarnated hero, the lover for whom a Transcendent Heroic Spirit had waited a thousand years to reunite with.

They could not bear the weight of such a crime, nor could the forces behind them.

They looked at each other, seeing only fear and regret in each other's eyes.

They didn't dare say another word.

They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Setting aside the fact that this story proved Zhuge Jinyu would essentially protect Su Chen to the death.

Just considering Su Chen's actions within the memory.

As Zhuge Jinyu's "Teacher," the Official Martial Artists believed their own cultivation could not match the Su Chen of that time.

And yet, such a powerful existence.

For a "student" with no blood relation, and for the sake of the Great Gan world.

Had burned away his own life.

A person capable of making such a choice.

How could he possibly be a heinous criminal?

Evidence?

This was the most irrefutable evidence!

His character had long since surpassed all worldly accusations and conjectures.

Jiang Luoli stood frozen on the spot.

Looking at Su Chen with his eyes closed and tear stains still visible, then at the peerless Zhuge Jinyu, whose gaze was now as tender as water, fixed solely on Su Chen.

Her heart was filled with a complex mix of emotions.

She had originally thought Su Chen's unusual maturity was due to his special and difficult family circumstances.

But now, finally knowing the whole truth.

She surprisingly didn't feel jealous of the three heroic spirits; instead, she felt a pang of heartache for him.

Her junior had actually experienced such a tragic parting and carried such a heavy sacrifice in his past life.

At the same time, a thick sense of helplessness welled up in her heart.

Three rivals in love.

Three Transcendent Heroic Spirits as her rivals.

This was not something a young lady of the Jiang Family like her could resist.

Could it be... she really had to do as she once said.

And be Su Chen's junior wife?

At this thought, Jiang Luoli couldn't help but blush furiously, her delicate body trembling slightly.

However, while everyone was still reeling from this massive emotional impact and the shock of the truth.

Ye Jingjun and Cang Mingyue, who were off to the side, suddenly moved at the same time.

"Zhuge Jinyu, since you've confirmed it, it's our turn now."

Ye Jingjun's figure flashed, appearing on Su Chen's left side.

While Cang Mingyue, looking pitiful and lovely, silently squeezed her way to Su Chen's right side.

"You two... get away from him!"

"Teacher belongs to me alone, everyone get away!"

Zhuge Jinyu was not the type to take this lying down.

She gave a cold snort and was about to reclaim Su Chen when she was simultaneously hit by Ye Jingjun's crimson sword qi and Cang Mingyue's water ripples.

In an instant, the Female Prime Minister's body swayed, she let out a muffled groan, and retreated several steps.

Among the three, Zhuge Jinyu's actual cultivation was the highest, but the other two were not far behind her.

Furthermore, Zhuge Jinyu's abilities were not primarily focused on combat and slaughter.

Even if she faced Ye Jingjun alone, that Heartless Sword would be enough to give Zhuge Jinyu a hard time.

Not to mention that now, Cang Mingyue had also sided with Ye Jingjun.

She frowned slightly but did not stop them, only silently backing away half a step and sitting cross-legged on the spot.

She played the part of the 'powerless wife' while also taking the opportunity to consolidate her cultivation.

Just now, when she recognized Su Chen and they killed Sima Yi together again.

Her inner demon had been broken.

At the same time, she vaguely felt that she had found the path to break through from the thirteenth rank to the fourteenth rank.

If she could be the first to break through to the fourteenth rank and become the strongest Transcendent Heroic Spirit on Blue Star.

Then even if Cang Mingyue and Ye Jingjun joined forces.

They likely wouldn't be able to stop her from monopolizing Teacher.

Thinking of this, she gave a cold laugh and began to cultivate.

Although the one present was not her main body, the insights and cultivation gained could still be returned one-to-one to her original self.

Su Chen's body jolted slightly.

Before he had even fully emerged from the deep memories of Jinyu in the Great Gan.

He was once again surrounded by two equally vast and gentle soul powers.

The two soul powers seemed to be constraining each other.

Each soul power was pulling him toward its own direction.

This time, as he was pulled into an illusion, a murderous aura rushed toward him.

The intrigues of the imperial court and the snow-covered Wuzhang Plains vanished in an instant.

In their place was a martial world of flashing blades and shadows of swords.

He saw himself as a sword soul, attached to a broken ancient sword, bought by a Blind Swordsman and gifted to the stubborn, cold red-clothed girl he had adopted.

In the dead of night, the sword soul would take form to guide the girl in the extremely perilous Heartless Sword Dao.

He watched her go from clumsy to skilled, from lost to determined.

He saw his own reflection gradually appear in her eyes.

He saw her become consumed by jealousy because of his contact with Cang Mingyue, causing her sword intent to change...

He saw the Mermaid Maiden singing under the moon by the East Sea, her tears turning into pearls.