"Kill who?!"
Qin Ke'er's eyes widened abruptly. She stared intently at Mu Yunxi in front of her, her shocked voice echoing through the great hall.
"Shh, keep your voice down."
Mu Yunxi waved her hand, laying down a sound-isolating array.
Her voice was very calm, but falling upon Qin Ke'er's ears, it made it impossible for her to calm down no matter what.
Who did Master want to kill?
That heartless man?
What she had done in the underground caves of the Serpent City, she was now going to do again at the All-Peak Tournament.
She had long anticipated that her Master would take action.
But she never expected her Master's actions to be so violent, so... shocking to the world.
Was Master crazy?
Qin Ke'er swallowed hard, suppressing the turbulent waves in her heart.
"Master... you want to kill Ye Shu? Why?"
"Why else?" Mu Yunxi gave her a strange look. "Because he caused the destruction of our Qingxuan Sect. Because he caused your eldest senior brother's death. Because he caused the demonic path to invade our Qingxuan Sect in full force. He also caused your two senior sisters to be punished with solitary confinement, and caused Martial Aunt Qing to be heavily injured. All of this is because of him..."
Hearing this, Qin Ke'er almost lost her composure.
"But he clearly... Master, you..."
She wanted to say that none of this had happened yet, and that they could correct things in advance rather than killing someone who hadn't done anything yet.
But when her Master's gaze swept over her, she forcefully swallowed her words.
"Ke'er, are you... speaking up for that guy?" Mu Yunxi looked at Qin Ke'er with a suspicious gaze.
"N-no, it's not like that."
Qin Ke'er hurriedly waved her hands, her mind racing before barely coming up with an explanation. "I'm worried about you, Master. There will be so many people at the All-Peak Tournament. So many Peak Masters and Elders will be watching, and even the Sect Master will be present. How can you kill him?"
Hearing this, Mu Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Of course I know."
Her gaze was firm. "Therefore, I only have one chance. When that little thief and your eldest senior brother stand on the arena, I will immediately use the strongest killing move of my entire life to take his life with a single sword strike."
"Just like what Jian Wuhen did, but even more absolute."
"With me striking with my full strength, the others will be caught completely off guard and will definitely not have time to save him."
"That old geezer Lin Heming is still at the border investigating the movements of the demonic path. I must eliminate this menace before he returns. If this little thief is not removed, our Qingxuan Sect will not have a single day of peace."
After hearing this, Qin Ke'er was completely stunned.
Even though she saw that Mu Yunxi's mind was made up, she still wanted to persuade her Master not to compound one mistake with another.
"But Master, if you do this and kill him, how could the Xuantian Sword Lineage not retaliate? And what about the Sect Master's fury?"
Mu Yunxi, however, slowly shook her head.
"Ke'er, you are still too young."
"The reason the Xuantian Sword Lineage protects Ye Shu, and the reason that old geezer Lin Heming protects Ye Shu, is because they value his potential. But you must always remember one truth."
"That is, a dead genius is no longer a genius."
"All investments are based on the premise that the person involved is alive."
"How many days has it been since Ye Shu joined the Xuantian Sword Lineage?"
"How many days has Ye Shu known Lin Heming?"
"When he dies, the one who died will be nothing more than a Golden Core realm cultivator, whereas I am a bona fide Soul Formation realm cultivator."
"To kill a Soul Formation cultivator, a Peak Master, for the sake of a Golden Core?"
"Everyone can calculate this ledger clearly. So Ke'er, you must remember that rules are always meant to restrain the weak. When you are strong enough and can generate enough benefits, people will naturally bend the rules for you."
"The life of a Foundation Establishment cultivator is simply more noble than that of a Qi Condensation cultivator."
"The life of a Golden Core cultivator is simply more noble than that of a Foundation Establishment cultivator."
"My life is simply more noble than Ye Shu's, which is why I can kill him and not die for it."
"This is the ironclad rule of this world."
"Do you understand, Ke'er?" Mu Yunxi stared at Qin Ke'er's face, enunciating every word.
Qin Ke'er stood frozen in place as she listened.
This was the first time she had ever heard such a cruel and cold-blooded rule from her Master's mouth, completely contrary to the education she had received in the past.
In the past, her Master had taught her that cultivators should wield their swords to protect the common people.
But now, her Master was teaching her that a cultivator's life was more noble than an ordinary person's life. This reasoning was heavy, carrying the cruelty and coldness of adults.
At first glance, it made a lot of sense, a reasoning filled with helplessness.
But Qin Ke'er quickly realized the problem.
This was clearly a fallacy.
If a Soul Formation cultivator could kill a Golden Core cultivator without dying, what about killing two? Killing three? Killing four? Killing five? What if this Soul Formation cultivator slaughtered an entire city?
Would they still be noble? Would it still be the ironclad rule of this world?
Would the world still accept it?
Wouldn't that just be the demonic path?
At this thought, the look in Qin Ke'er's eyes as she gazed at Mu Yunxi completely changed.
Even though her Master had not yet taken action.
But the moment she harbored this thought, she was no longer the Master she knew.
Her Master... had fallen to the demonic path.
Qin Ke'er's large eyes suddenly welled up with tears, her heart filled with extreme sorrow.
"Ke'er, what's wrong?"
Seeing her suddenly shed tears, Mu Yunxi was startled and quickly reached out to gently wipe the tears from her face. "Did my words just now frighten you?"
"No..."
Qin Ke'er shook her head. She couldn't say that her Master had fallen to the demonic path, so she choked back a sob and replied, "Ke'er just thought about how, after Master is punished, Ke'er will be left all alone on Zixiao Peak. Ke'er will be lonely."
"Master, let's think of another way, alright?"
"We can absolutely unite with the other righteous paths and make preparations in advance. On the day of the disciple acceptance ceremony, didn't Perfected Hunyuan expose his identity as a spy?"
Hearing this, Mu Yunxi gave a disdainful smile.
"Ke'er, do you remember what the Demonic Holy Maiden called that little thief at the disciple acceptance ceremony? She called him... husband."
"That little thief has never changed."
"A poisonous weed is a poisonous weed when it is small, and it remains a poisonous weed when it grows up. Are we supposed to wait until it grows up and harms others before we regret it? A poisonous weed should naturally be uprooted as early as possible. There may be some short-term pain, but I am already prepared. Even if I am punished for it, even if I am misunderstood by everyone in the world, I do not care."
Mu Yunxi's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying a tragic solemnity akin to a martyr.
Her entire body radiated a certain self-sacrificing brilliance, a brilliance so dazzling that it made Qin Ke'er's tears fall like rain.
Qin Ke'er didn't know how she left the great hall.
She only remembered that the last sentence her Master said before she left still lingered in her mind.
"Ke'er, you are the only one Master can trust."
She looked up at the sky.
White clouds drifted by, the sky was azure blue, and the cicadas of midsummer were chirping.
It was a vibrant scene full of life, yet Qin Ke'er felt a bone-piercing coldness that she couldn't shake off.
As she walked on the way home, the conversation from the great hall kept echoing in her mind. She knew her Master was wrong, but her Master had placed her utmost trust in her. If she reported her Master, her Master would definitely be severely punished.
Most importantly, she would be seen as a traitor by everyone.
When that time came, where could she return to?
Where else could she go?
"What on earth should I do?" Qin Ke'er murmured softly with her head bowed. She walked forward step by step, the confusion in her heart threatening to swallow her completely.
She didn't know.
She truly didn't know what to do.
Suddenly, a voice rang out in front of her.
"Junior Sister, is something the matter?"
Qin Ke'er lifted her head in a daze, only to see a young man clad in a white robe holding a broom. He stood before her, looking at her with a puzzled expression.
Behind the young man stood a pavilion.
Three characters were inscribed on the pavilion's plaque: Law Enforcement Hall.
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