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134: When the Happy Bodhisattva died, Xiaoyou cut off his own descendants!

The short blade was not a divine weapon, but at this moment, it condensed all his hatred and power, transforming into a resolute cold light, stabbing straight down!

“Poof—!”

A muffled sound, different from the previous “ding” and “chi”!

The short blade actually penetrated more than an inch!

But Great Joy Female Bodhisattva's Protective Aura spontaneously vibrated, her fat flesh wriggled violently, instantly clamping the short blade tightly, preventing it from reaching a vital spot!

“Ugh ah!! You’re courting death!!”

Injured in the back, though not fatally, Great Joy Female Bodhisattva became even more frenzied, and her other giant palm slammed backward with the force of a thunderbolt!

You Longsheng’s old strength was exhausted, new strength had not yet emerged, the short blade was clamped, his body was frozen, and he was about to be slapped into a pulp!

A gray shadow once again flashed past like lightning!

It was A Fei! He swept past at extreme speed, the Duoqing Sword, which had been thrown on the ground, was instantly drawn and flung backhand!

“Whoosh!”

The glistening green Duoqing Sword transformed into a precise streak of light, shooting towards You Longsheng!

“Catch the sword!”

You Longsheng had an epiphany, instantly released the clamped short blade, twisted his body sideways with all his might, barely avoiding the edge of that fatal palm, and at the same time, grabbed in mid-air with his right hand, perfectly grasping the hilt of the flying Duoqing Sword!

As soon as the sword was in his hand, a familiar feeling surged in his heart, along with a surge of grief and power from his Bloodline!

At this moment, Great Joy Female Bodhisattva, due to her palm striking empty air, leaned slightly forward, and the vulnerability in her back was exposed once again!

This was an opportunity not to be missed!

You Longsheng let out a suppressed roar, pouring all his humiliation, all his anger, and all his Internal Energy into this one sword strike!

The Duoqing Sword hummed, and its light shone brightly.

He moved with the sword, transforming into a green streak of light, stabbing straight out!

This sword strike gathered all his lifelong learning, and even more, all his will!

It precisely pierced the tiny vulnerability that had just been cut into by the short blade!

“Pfft—!”

This time, there was no obstruction!

The Duoqing Sword plunged in to the hilt! Piercing straight through to her heart!

“Aooo—!!!”

Great Joy Female Bodhisattva’s massive body suddenly stiffened, her face filled with unbelievable horror and pain!

Her wildly flailing arms suddenly froze, and the immense Protective Aura around her, which had been impervious to blades and spears, instantly dissipated like a punctured air sac!

Her massive body collapsed forward like a golden mountain toppling a jade pillar, crashing heavily onto the ground, causing the ground to shake, and then fell completely silent.

The dust gradually settled.

You Longsheng held the Duoqing Sword, its blade still embedded in the massive corpse. His chest heaved violently, and he gasped for air, his face as pale as paper, his forehead covered in cold sweat, as if that last sword strike had drained all his strength.

He looked at the mountain of flesh before him, which had once brought him endless nightmares, finally slain. His eyes were complex, holding satisfaction, relief, a hint of bewilderment, and finally, all transformed into hot tears mixing with sweat as they rolled down.

He yanked out the Duoqing Sword, bringing out a gush of blood.

Then he turned, stumbled a few steps, and walked in front of Lu Jiuyuan, who had remained silent and indifferent throughout.

With a clang, he threw the Duoqing Sword to the ground, then knelt heavily on both knees like a golden mountain toppling a jade pillar, bowing his head three times with loud thuds towards Lu Jiuyuan, his forehead instantly turning red.

“You Longsheng thanks benefactor for the grace of rebirth! This kindness and virtue, I will never forget for all eternity!”

He raised his head, his eyes burning with fervor and determination, his voice trembling slightly with emotion, yet every word was clear:

“If not for benefactor, my life, You Longsheng, would have been ruined, my revenge unfulfilled, my grievances unredressed. I would have surely sunk into Hell, suffering endless humiliation until death!”

“Benefactor today not only saved my life but also avenged my shame! From this day forward, my life, You Longsheng, belongs to you, benefactor!”

“The name of Young Master of Cangjian Villa is a thing of the past for me!

If benefactor does not disdain me, You Longsheng is willing to pledge allegiance as an elder brother, to follow you for life, through mountains of blades and seas of fire, never to betray! Should I ever go against this, may Heaven and man both condemn me!”

He looked up at Lu Jiuyuan with burning eyes.

Lu Jiuyuan looked down at him, his gaze lingering on his excited and determined face for a moment, then he raised his head and looked at the sky.

The night wind blew, rustling the corners of his sky-blue cloud-patterned robe.

“If I tell you to kill Lin Xianer, can you do it?”

You Longsheng was struck by lightning, his whole body trembling violently.

The three words “Lin Xianer” were like a clap of thunder, splitting open his mind, which had been clouded by humiliation and fear, and illuminating the past events he had deliberately ignored and self-deceptively denied.

Her innocent smile when she gave him the Fish Gut Sword... the blurry fragments of himself being easily drugged and sent into the demonic den... Great Joy Female Bodhisattva's occasional mention of “that little beauty who sent you here”... and his own repeated attempts to escape, with the deepest obsession in his heart still being to “warn” her... The root of everything was his misplaced affection, bringing a wolf into the house, and reaping what he sowed!

A tremendous sense of absurdity and bone-chilling cold instantly overwhelmed him.

He thought that escaping the demonic den and slaying the demoness meant a new life.

He never expected that the true poisonous thorn had already deeply planted itself in his heart, named “Lin Xianer”.

Kill her? Could he do it?

The woman he once regarded as a Fairy, for whom he was willing to sacrifice everything, including his family's heirloom, was actually the culprit who pushed him into Hell!

Did he hate her? Yes! An overwhelming hatred! Did it hurt? Yes! Heart-wrenching pain!

But... why was there still a pathetic trace of reluctance and hesitation in the deepest part of his heart?

This trace of hesitation made him feel incredibly dirty, incredibly ugly, even more unbearable than when he was trapped in the demonic den, crushed by fat flesh!

“Ugh ah~~!!!”

You Longsheng suddenly let out a mournful roar like a wounded beast, tears mixed with blood and dirt gushing out,

But it was not for the physical pain, but for that foolishness and sincerity that had been completely trampled and crushed into mud.

He suddenly lowered his head, his gaze fixed on the Duoqing Sword he had thrown on the ground.

The sword gleamed green, reflecting his twisted, pained, tear-streaked face at this moment, and also reflecting that absurd, ridiculous, and filthy past.

Break it! It must be broken!

This defiled body, this once foolishly clouded heart, and that shameful hesitation, all must be severed!

Only then could he be worthy of benefactor's grace of enlightenment, only then could he completely bid farewell to that repulsive past,

Only then could he... be worthy of following benefactor and achieving true rebirth!

His actions were faster than anyone expected.

Without the slightest hesitation, under Lu Jiuyuan's indifferent gaze, under A Fei's cold stare, and in Han Zhen's astonished eyes,

You Longsheng suddenly reached out and grabbed the Duoqing Sword from the ground!

The sword's light was cold and green, reflecting his eyes, which were as resolute as death.

He did not hesitate at all, with a flick of his wrist, the sword tip pointed downwards, gathering all his remaining Qi, he fiercely and precisely stabbed towards his crotch!

“Pfft!”

The sharp blade entered flesh, and blood splattered!

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