96: Chapter 96 Respectfully Sending Off the Senior

There was no fear in his eyes, no hesitation.

If he accepted Ye Yuan's request and took Ye Jingjun to overthrow Great Ning.

After he died, Ye Jingjun would certainly become the Empress.

Such a successful investment would surely yield an unimaginably huge return.

Great Ning had numerous ninth-rank martial artists; without Ye Yuan's help, he would have no ability to overthrow the existing order.

As for Cang Mingyue?

Do not forget, as a member of the demon race, she...

Her greatest wish was for others to stop viewing the demon race through colored glasses, and for people to accept kind demons.

If a new order could be established.

Once her cultivation improved further, she could perfectly well manage the entire martial world together with Ye Jingjun.

One to restrain humans, the other to restrain the demon race.

This would be an extremely perfect investment outcome.

"I agree to your request."

Su Chen's voice was clear and firm.

Ye Yuan was stunned; he seemed not to have expected Su Chen to agree so readily.

Immediately, an incredibly complex, yet ultimately relieved, smile appeared on his face.

"Good... good! I truly did not misjudge you."

"As for Ye Jingjun... I entrust her to you."

Unconsciously, Ye Yuan had begun using honorifics when addressing Su Chen.

The two exchanged a glance, having made their preparations.

Just at that moment, "Boom!"

The gate of the Sword Prison was violently blasted open by a tremendous force.

The leader, dressed in the attire of the Penglai Sect Master, had a sinister expression.

His entire body was suffused with tyrannical demonic power.

It was obvious.

Right now, there were only Ye Yuan and Su Chen.

The people from the Penglai Sect were now too lazy to even pretend.

"Ye Yuan, the time has come!"

"After discussions between this Seat and fellow daoists from the Xuntian Division, your collusion with sea demons and the slaughter of fellow disciples have been confirmed with irrefutable evidence!"

"By the order of the sect, I sentence you—to immediate execution!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuan suddenly burst into loud laughter.

He could probably imagine the ugly faces of the people from the Penglai Sect and the Xuntian Division while they discussed how to dispose of him.

After spending an entire night discussing methods to torture him, they had only managed to come up with an immediate execution.

It was truly a bit incompetent.

"Hahaha! You old Penglai dog! If one wants to condemn someone, one can always find a pretext!"

He suddenly straightened his spine, and the iron chains piercing his body were snapped by him.

Since he had already decided to sacrifice himself for Su Chen, there was no need to hide his final strength.

"Come now... my old partner, both familiar and strange."

"Accompany me for one last battle."

Su Chen himself stood quietly in place, not moving.

He simply allowed Ye Yuan to pick up his sword body once more.

This was a battle that belonged solely to him.

Naturally, it had to be Ye Yuan himself who severed all karma.

The moment the sword was in his hand, Ye Yuan's entire aura changed.

He was no longer a dying prisoner, but like a peerless divine weapon drawn from its sheath, ready to chill the Nine Provinces with its light.

"Slash!"

There were no complicated moves.

Only the simplest, purest horizontal slash.

A brilliant sword light, condensed to the extreme and containing Ye Yuan's lifelong cultivation, will, and even his life essence, instantly swept through the entire space within the prison.

The sinister grin on the Penglai Sect Master's face instantly froze.

He tried to resist, but found that his demonic power, along with his body, vanished like snow melting under the light of that pure Sword Heart.

"No—"

The sword light swept past.

The Sect Master's body stiffened in place, and a red mark on his forehead rapidly expanded.

He lowered his head in disbelief, watching his body begin to dissipate.

It had already begun to reveal his true demon form, covered in scales, hidden beneath the skin.

He was an eighth-rank martial artist!

How could he actually be killed by a single sword strike from Ye Yuan?

"You... you actually..."

Before he could finish, this supreme ruler of the Penglai Sect was struck down, his body and soul utterly destroyed!

After that one strike, Ye Yuan leaned on his sword, kneeling on one knee.

"Su Chen... the rest... is up to you..."

"You must take good care of... Jingjun."

Before the words faded, Ye Yuan's figure scattered.

Soon, only a cluster of light and a warm, vast torrent of energy remained.

The latter contained the condensation of Ye Yuan's lifelong cultivation and understanding of swordsmanship, and was also the main source provided to Su Chen to help him recast his body.

The former, meanwhile, carried all of his memories.

Driven by Ye Yuan's final strength, that ball of light flew out of the Sword Prison and headed toward the direction of Donglai Prefecture City.

Meanwhile, the torrent of energy surged into the spirit body of Su Chen, who was beside him.

"Arghhh—"

While enduring the pain, Su Chen felt his body gradually becoming solid.

One day, he could count this as having experienced what it felt like to be a "human" during the simulation.

The light gradually dissipated.

In the prison, Ye Yuan's figure had completely vanished.

In his place, only a brand-new "Su Chen" stood.

He was still in green robes, his appearance unchanged.

He could clearly feel the power, vast as the sea, surging within his body.

That was the physical body rebuilt upon the foundation of Ye Yuan's clear Sword Heart, which belonged solely to him.

Although it was incomparably powerful, he could also clearly perceive that his life essence, like an hourglass, was slowly slipping away.

He clenched his fist and muttered to himself.

"Farewell..."

"Senior Ye."

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Donglai Prefecture, countless miles away.

Ye Jingjun, who was fleeing and temporarily resting in a mountain cave, felt a sudden, sharp pain in her heart.

As if she had lost something important.

Two lines of clear tears fell without warning.

She glanced outside the cave.

Cang Mingyue was still hiding on the coast of East Lai seeking information, while she was hiding here.

Her heart constricted violently, and she couldn't help but think.

It was highly likely that something had happened to Ye Yuan and Su Chen.

Just at that moment.

A strange ball of light swept across the sky, flew into the cave entrance, and stopped in front of her.

She subconsciously held her breath.

That ball of light rushed straight towards her head.

Yet she did not stop it.

In the darkness, that ball of light gave her a feeling of familiarity and intimacy.

The ball of light instantly flooded into her mind.

Some memories that did not belong to her began to slowly emerge.

It was not reading, not watching, but personal experience.

She felt as if she had been forcefully stuffed into Ye Yuan's body.

Using his blind eyes, she "saw" everything that had happened over the past few decades.

She saw her biological father, Zhao Feng, and her biological mother—that fox demon.

She saw that rainy night when the dying Zhao Feng entrusted her, still young, to his good friend Ye Yuan.

She saw how Ye Yuan, this typically free and unrestrained swordsman, clumsily learned to buy groceries, cook, and find a doctor when she was sick.

She saw the first time she killed a demon; Ye Yuan was sweating nervously while calmly slaying the sixth-rank mother of the beast nearby.

Following Zhao Feng's instructions, he continued to teach her the Heartless Sword.

Ye Yuan was not good with words and was accustomed to being reticent.

He was also not good at expressing his love or pouring out his innermost thoughts.

Having been "father and daughter" for so long, there was not even the slightest bit of physical contact between him and Ye Jingjun.

Things he could not tell others, he could naturally only pour out to the moon after drinking.