If It Were You... You Would Succeed, Su Ji

"Let them take it."

Su Ji was taken aback and subconsciously looked beside him.

He saw Immortal Venerable Jiuyue sitting quietly on the ground, her long purple hair draped casually, covering most of her face.

She did not look up at the two people in the sky.

"Senior?"

Su Ji hesitated a bit. "But that is your..."

"It can no longer be considered a Dharma treasure."

Immortal Venerable Jiuyue interrupted.

"...A demonic weapon."

Su Ji's heart skipped a beat.

He looked up again at the crescent blade radiating a holy glow in Zhao Wuji's hands.

At first glance, it was an immortal treasure, sacred and inviolable.

But upon closer inspection, one would notice extremely fine black threads deep within the crystal-clear jade, slowly moving like living creatures, greedily absorbing the qi and blood from Zhao Wuji's palm.

"Even I could only retain a shred of sanity and bitterly endure for tens of thousands of years. That baleful aura has long since corroded into my very marrow, and even my divine soul was not spared."

Immortal Venerable Jiuyue's voice was very soft, as if recounting someone else's story.

"How could a Dharma treasure without sentience possibly be spared?"

"It has accompanied me in this dark abyss for far, far too long."

"It is no longer the 'Crescent Moon' it was back then."

"It is hungry."

"Falling into someone's hands will only bring disaster."

"I fear it will... turn on its master and devour them."

Su Ji felt his scalp tingle upon hearing this.

Good heavens.

That old fool Zhao Wuji thought he had picked up a treasure, completely unaware that he had invited a disaster back with him!

"There is no need to pay them any mind."

Immortal Venerable Jiuyue waved her hand, her tone indifferent.

"This is their tribulation."

After speaking, she slowly raised her head.

Her purple eyes were like limpid autumn waters, reflecting the figures of Su Ji and Su Jiu.

Although the black demonic patterns on her body had faded, her aura was growing increasingly faint.

"Distant Ancestor..."

Su Jiu seemed to have sensed something as well, her eyes instantly turning red.

"Silly child, what are you crying for?"

Immortal Venerable Jiuyue smiled and reached out to wipe away her tears.

"In the words of you humans, when a person is about to die, their words are kind."

She turned her head and looked at Su Ji, her eyes holding a bit of gratitude, and a bit of... entrustment.

"Now that the baleful aura is gone, I have reached the end of my life."

"These tens of thousands of years of imprisonment, this endless torment, is finally... coming to an end."

"It is just a pity... that I could not avenge myself..."

Her tone held only the lightness of relief.

"You two... one is my descendant, flowing with the purest blood of my Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox lineage."

"The other... can be considered half a benefactor to me, bringing back news of an old friend and allowing me to find myself in my final moments."

Immortal Venerable Jiuyue paused.

"If you have anything you want, or anything you wish to ask."

"Do it now."

"I can... answer your questions."

This was... an Immortal Venerable's dying gift?!

Su Ji's breathing instantly quickened.

This was a genuine Immortal Venerable!

Even if she only had one breath left, even if her oil was exhausted and her lamp was dying, just a little something slipping through her fingers would be enough to drive the entire Canghuang Realm mad!

What should he ask for?

A cultivation technique?

A divine ability?

Or some kind of secret art to increase his cultivation?

Su Ji's mind raced.

No.

Although these things were precious, they were not indispensable to him.

He had the Desolate Meteor Fallen Dragon Art; the domineering nature of this technique would not necessarily lose to an Immortal Venerable's inheritance.

What he lacked the most right now was information!

He looked at Immortal Venerable Jiuyue and did not immediately ask for benefits. Instead, he asked the biggest question that had been lingering in his mind.

"Senior."

Su Ji's voice was a bit dry.

"I want to know..."

"The truth."

"I have also learned about the stories of you seniors here..."

"I find it hard to believe..."

"That the sudden betrayal of one person back then could pit and kill so many of you."

"Moreover, Senior Feng asked you, Senior Jiuyue, to let go of your hatred..."

"Which makes me even more confused..."

"Because I... have just been walking in a daze along a pre-arranged path."

"They all entrusted everything to me, asking me to seek revenge against that The Emperor."

"Is my, Su Ji's, life not a life?"

"I want to know why."

"And what is so special about me?"

"Also, if there is a chance, how am I supposed to kill that The Emperor?"

Immortal Venerable Haoyue was silent for a long time.

"Su Ji... is that your name?"

"Yes..."

"I think I understand..."

"No one arranged anything for you."

After her somewhat perfunctory reply, she continued, "As for that The Emperor..."

"'Immortal Emperor' is not a realm."

"But a status."

"In essence and in strength, there is no difference from an Immortal Venerable."

"But in a real fight... even ten Immortal Venerables joining forces would only swallow their resentment and die."

"He can be considered the agent of the 'Heavenly Dao', responsible for leading the entire Canghuang Realm toward a brighter future."

"The 'Immortal Emperor' is the embodiment of the rules of this world. As long as the 'Heavenly Dao' of this world remains, he is immortal."

"Unless..."

"Unless what?"

Su Ji pressed.

Immortal Venerable Jiuyue reached out and tapped the center of Su Ji's brow.

"Unless... you can jump out of the chessboard of this world."

"And use power that does not belong to this world... to break the rules!"

Su Ji seemed to understand:

"Just like in the mortal realm, the person who can overthrow the emperor ultimately becomes the emperor themselves?"

"So it must be an Immortal Venerable from 'Great Xia'?"

"Yes, just like Immortal Venerable Fallen Dragon back then."

"Or like you now."

"Immortal Venerable Fallen Dragon was the most mysterious among us."

"Since you have already obtained his inheritance."

"Everything will naturally fall into place."

"The only problem is how you will become an 'Immortal Venerable' right under 'his' nose."

"Looking at it this way, it seems I have nothing I can give you."

Immortal Venerable Jiuyue's voice grew weaker and weaker.

She beckoned to Su Jiu. "Child, come here."

Su Jiu leaned closer upon hearing this.

Immortal Venerable Haoyue also tapped the center of her brow.

"This is the complete inheritance of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox clan."

"It should not be taken into the cold grave with me..."

"As for how you walk this path and how far you can go..."

"That will be up to you."

She withdrew her hand and turned to look at Su Jiu, who was already crying like a person made of tears.

"Silly girl."

"Stop crying."

"In this life of mine, I have lived too tiredly, too bitterly."

"Now, being able to see that there is still bloodline surviving in the clan, being able to see... the sword he left behind..."

"I can be considered... to die without regrets."

Her body began to turn into specks of purple fluorescence, slowly drifting away.

"Distant Ancestor!!!"

Su Jiu let out a heart-wrenching cry and reached out to hug her, only to watch helplessly as the fluorescence passed through her body and flew high into the sky.

Ultimately, it completely dissipated into this dim abyss.

A generation's Immortal Venerable thus fell.

There were no earth-shattering anomalies, no sorrow of all living beings weeping.

"If it is you... you will succeed, Su Ji."

"But..."

"Is it really worth it?"

"Sigh..."

There was only that soft sigh.

Watching the Immortal Venerable depart, tears streamed down Su Ji's face as well.

Because...

Why the hell couldn't he leave something behind to help him kill Zhao Teng before taking off?!