"Wow, such terrifying words." Nangong Xiyun put on an exaggerated look of fear.
But no matter how you looked at it, her tone was dripping with sarcasm.
Still, she had to admit Jiang Ningshu had a point—killing Lin Xuan would mean Su Luo could never return.
Jiang Ningshu drew the Heavenly Demon Sword, ready to strike without hesitation.
But halfway through, she paused.
"Aren’t you going to stop me?" Jiang Ningshu was puzzled that Nangong Xiyun wasn’t intervening.
"I won’t. I’m not strong enough."
"Now you admit you’re weaker than me?"
Normally, she’d never back down—at the very least, she’d fight first and ask questions later.
"Fine, call it laziness if you want."
"Lin Xuan is your disciple."
"Oh? Then consider this my official announcement: I’m expelling him from my sect. Do me a favor and let him know."
Nangong Xiyun couldn’t care less. She’d barely paid attention to Lin Xuan from the start, and he had Elder Yan by his side anyway.
Jiang Ningshu: "......"
She couldn’t make sense of Nangong Xiyun’s attitude.
"So you’re just going to do nothing?"
"Who said that? I’ll inform Su Luo and let him decide." Once Jiang Ningshu left, Nangong Xiyun would relay the situation to Su Luo.
With Su Luo’s strength, catching up to Jiang Ningshu would be effortless.
Jiang Ningshu smirked, confident in her own power. "Go ahead. By then, Lin Xuan will already be a corpse."
"Aren’t you afraid Su Luo will hate you for it?"
"Even if he does, I’d rather keep him from leaving."
"But is forcing Su Luo to make a choice really the right move?"
Jiang Ningshu froze mid-step before replying, "Still better than you doing nothing at all."
"I’m leaving the decision to Su Luo."
"And if Su Luo leaves, what will you do?"
"Who knows?"
Jiang Ningshu stared at Nangong Xiyun, but her expression gave nothing away.
Nangong Xiyun continued, "You’re not as resolute as you think. You’re afraid of Su Luo hating you too, aren’t you?"
It was true.
Jiang Ningshu gripped the Heavenly Demon Sword but no longer knew who to swing it at.
The mere thought of Su Luo despising her made her chest tighten. All she wanted was a peaceful life with him.
If she forced him to stay, the outcome would only bring misery—for both of them.
Maybe it really was better to let Su Luo decide. And who knew? He might not even choose to leave.
In the end, Jiang Ningshu relented.
Meanwhile, far away, Lin Xuan remained blissfully unaware that he’d narrowly escaped death.
Not long after, Su Luo and the others returned.
"Ningshu, how are you feeling?"
"Fine." Jiang Ningshu averted her gaze, the memory of why she’d fainted flooding back the moment she saw Su Luo.
She never expected to react like that—how embarrassing.
"Good to hear."
Life resumed as usual.
Su Luo’s daily interactions with them remained unchanged.
The only difference was Li Siyi, who had cleared her schedule and refused to leave, determined to spend as much time with Su Luo as possible.
Occasionally, messages arrived from others in the sect, asking to see Su Luo or celebrate with him.
Li Siyi rejected every single one.
This time was hers alone.
Their bond, already strong before, grew even deeper after their heartfelt conversations.
Every day was filled with joy.
Time flowed steadily onward.
......
A month later.
Su Luo opened his diary.
[Final entry.]
[After repelling the beast tide, Lin Xuan’s reputation soared. But with no worthy opponents left, he turned to teaching newcomers.]
[Given his status, becoming an instructor was more than fitting. Yet some still doubted him, scoffing at his unassuming demeanor.]
[One brat in particular stood out—rebellious, arrogant, his name long forgotten. Unimportant.]
[This kid openly mocked Lin Xuan. The Lin Xuan of old would’ve taught him a lesson, but maturity had tempered him. Now, he preferred subtler methods.]
[Then, during a crisis, Lin Xuan single-handedly rescued them, especially that brat, showcasing his true power.]
[The kid’s disdain turned to awe, transforming him from a detractor into Lin Xuan’s biggest fan.]
[And that’s when I make my entrance.]
[By then, I’d absorbed the Demon God’s blood, growing stronger yet again—reaching the late-stage Great Ascension Phase. But my body was a withered husk, twisted and deformed.]
[Through sheer will, I tracked Lin Xuan down and attacked.]
[With newcomers under his protection, he fought cautiously, holding back.]
[But he was Lin Xuan. He eventually ensured their safety before engaging me in earnest.]
[To those newcomers, his legend grew immeasurably.]
[Our final battle raged for ten days and nights, shaking the heavens and erasing the laws of the world.]
[......]
[In the end, I chose self-destruction.]
Su Luo closed the diary.
[Diary completed. Reward: Constitution +1, Strength +4.]
[Special ability acquired: Fading Horizon.]
[My cultivation continuously improves, unnoticed yet unceasing.]
Oh?
A final special ability—unexpected.
The name sounded impressive, but its effect?
Su Luo could only shake his head.
Though his power grew endlessly, the progress was imperceptible—negligible, really.
Perhaps it was because he’d already reached the peak of the Tribulation Phase. The path to immortality must be impossibly long.
Still, something was better than nothing.
At least his old wish had come true—growing stronger without lifting a finger.
......
Three days later.
Su Luo prepared to depart for his final battle with Lin Xuan.
Li Siyi and the others stood by his side.
As he looked at them, memories of the past month surfaced.
Li Siyi had revisited her "Things to Do with Su Luo" list, checking off each item one by one.
Little Yu had become even clingier, always finding excuses to stay close.
Nangong Xiyun’s scenes were... less appropriate, though occasionally she’d reveal a softer side, quietly keeping Su Luo company in tender moments.
Jiang Ningshu, too, had shed her usual laziness, constantly seeking Su Luo out—though her attempts often ended in amusing failure.
Xiao Pa remained oblivious, carrying on as usual, carefree as ever.
Su Luo smiled at them. "I’m off."
Li Siyi: "Safe travels."
Little Yu: "Su Luo, we’ll meet again."
Nangong Xiyun: "Go. Do what you must."
Jiang Ningshu: "I won’t say goodbye. You have to come back."
With a final wave, Su Luo set out.
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