Eternal Swordmaster -
Chapter 971 - 966 Always Two
Chapter 971: Chapter 966 Always Two
Lin Xin had already made up his mind to quietly accompany his family and spend a brief period of soul time.
As an ordinary member of the Yang Family, even with attribute amplification and a cultivation decree, it was almost impossible to reach the point of changing the soul’s essence.
And the lifespan of the flesh is limited, just as the lifespan of the soul is limited.
Living a few millennia longer held no meaning for Lin Xin.
He had experienced far too many separations in life and death.
Now, he looked at Ruan Rujun in front of him.
With an adorable and exquisite face, jet-black and smooth bangs and long hair, dressed in a striking black shirt and white skirt, her long legs wrapped in thin stockings.
"Have you decided?" Lin Xin extended his hand and gently patted Ruan Rujun’s little head like petting a kitten.
"By following me, you will gain a lot, and you will also lose a lot."
"I am willing." Ruan Rujun’s face reddened as if it would drip blood, her head bowed, her voice as small as a mosquito’s.
She had liked Brother Yang Shen long ago. At that time, he was gentle and kind, and no matter what happened, as long as he was with her, she would gather the courage to move forward.
Since high school, from the first time she saw Brother Yang, every time she faced difficulties and setbacks, she always saw Yang Shen appear in time.
No matter when, Shen Brother was always the most reliable and reassuring.
Even though now, he had reached a state of incomprehensible strength, that feeling, that feeling that made her infinitely at ease, never changed.
As long as she could stay beside him, Ruan Rujun felt very happy.
Her head was being petted, her almond eyes slightly squinting like two crescent moons, softly emitting a whimper of enjoyment.
"Then, let’s get married."
Lin Xin looked at her and suddenly spoke.
"Mm." Ruan Rujun responded in a daze.
"Marri.... eh??!!"
She suddenly came to her senses, her entire skin quickly blushing.
"Thi... this this... isn’t it... a bit too fast...!"
"What belongs to me, I naturally have to grasp first." Lin Xin laughed, a smile of a completely different nature from before, with a feeling that could not be refused or resisted.
"I I I I...." Ruan Rujun couldn’t even speak coherently.
Before she could react.
She was caught by Lin Xin, one hand clutching her leg, the other supporting her neck, and held up in a princess carry.
"Ah!"
She screamed, struggling hard, but it was all in vain.
Lin Xin carried her directly towards the bedroom of the back hall.
"From now on, you are mine."
Opening the bedroom door, he tossed Ruan Rujun onto the big bed and closed the door behind him.
In the corridor outside the room.
Yang Songyu leaned against the wall, her face flushed as she heard the sounds inside. Turning around, she walked downstairs.
"Really shameless, it’s not even dark yet!" She couldn’t help but complain. But at the same time, she silently sent her blessings for her best friend’s long-awaited wish being fulfilled.
As she went downstairs, she saw that in the first-floor hall, her parents, second brother Yang Chen, and sister-in-law were all there.
On the table were white square stone slabs, engraved with runes and symbols that were completely incomprehensible.
Yang Qing nodded to the stone slabs,
"These are prepared for each of us by Xiao Shen just now. You just need to drop blood on it. He said it can extend our lifespan."
"It should be some ancient treasure passed down." Yang Chen analyzed seriously.
"Anything given by Brother wouldn’t be ordinary, I’ll go first." Yang Songyu walked to her stone slab, without hesitation, bit her fingertip, and dropped a drop of her blood.
Sizzle....
The bright red blood fell onto the stone slab, emitting a sizzling sound like burning.
At the same time, Yang Qing and the others also bit their index fingers and dropped blood on the stone slabs.
The stone slabs began to gently emit a soft white light.
And the fate of the Yang Family, from this moment, was completely changed.
.......
Cosmic Calendar, 14th Era, Year 1172, Aojia’s home star, Summer.
The Aojia Empire forces, centered around Yang Shen, announced a formal merger with the Empire of the Stars, and officially declared war against the Empire of Is.
In the same year, in November, the Empire of Is surrendered without a fight.
The three empires merged, forming the Silver Cantilever Alliance.
Yang Shen ascended to the position of Speaker of the Alliance with absolute military might, suppressing all dissenters, consolidating all forces, and establishing the Security Department to ensure the stability of all alliance planets’ social environment.
All disturbances vanished without a trace under the terrifying and bloody suppression of the Security Department.
The greatest era of peace in human history thus arrived.
14th Era, Year 1376.
Yang Shen retired from the position of Speaker, with a transfer of power, the Yang Family retreated, withdrawing from the core of power but subtly influencing the entire dynamics of the Silver Cantilever.
14th Era, Year 2890.
The Yang Family relocated away from Aojia’s home star, residing one of the main stars of the former Empire of Is, Enlan Star.
14th Era, Year 6441.
The alliance disintegrated, as members of the Security Department aged and passed away one by one, and the enormous alliance forcefully bound by power finally reached the brink of collapse.
Irrational systems, irrational peace, completely nonexistent market economy, and entirely ignored social dark sides.
Under the harsh suppression of the law, a major backlash finally occurred.
14th Era, Year 9006.
The Silver Cantilever has completely emerged from the shadow of dominance by the Yang Family.
It split into two major forces.
Year 12 of the 15th Era.
......
Enlan Star.
Eastern European City of Isla · Jinmulan Public Cemetery.
Rows of tombstones were neatly arranged in the center of the cemetery.
Many people dressed in dark formal wear quietly offered bouquets to their relatives and friends.
The setting sun cast its crimson light, pulling a long shadow from a tombstone at the far right corner of the cemetery.
A handsome man in a black suit, wearing a black bowler hat and holding a small cane, gazed wistfully at the lettering on the tombstone.
’The Tomb of Father Yang Xiu, Mother Zheng Rong’
The man stayed for only a short while and then slowly walked along to the right.
Arriving in front of another tombstone.
’The Tomb of Grandfather Yang Qing, Grandmother Lu Xiuqun’
"It’s been ten thousand years now....."
The man opened his mouth as he looked at the tombstone erected by his descendants, feeling something indescribable in his heart.
He was Lin Xin, also the alliance chairman who had changed many identities over these near ten thousand years.
The Silver Cantilever was the monumental organization he unified through violence.
And now, thousands of years after he relinquished power, the entire alliance has once again fallen into collapse, split into two great empires.
Lin Xin looked at the tombstone, recalling his parents Yang Chen, Yang Songyu, and others, at their final moments.
They all passed away peacefully, living to the extreme lifespan limit of their souls after their attributes’ enhancement.
Until their souls were exhausted, and Lin Xin could do nothing, they eventually left.
They went very peacefully.
Having lived for nearly ten thousand years, they had enjoyed all kinds of life and viewed many things lightly.
Reaching the last tombstone, Lin Xin paused there, staring at the two names on it.
’The Tomb of Yang Songyu, Ruan Rujun’
He and Ruan Rujun had no offspring, or rather he deliberately controlled it, not letting Ruan Rujun get pregnant.
Because, at his current level, if Ruan Rujun were indeed to become pregnant,
it’s not only that the child couldn’t be born, but Ruan Rujun would completely fall in a very short time as the fetus would devour her entirety of essence qi.
The energy required to conceive his offspring is overwhelmingly immense.
Even if the entire Enlan Star were consumed and transformed into pure energy and injected into Ruan Rujun, it still wouldn’t be enough.
"But fortunately, your souls have all entered the Shattered Wheel Hall, ready for soul reincarnation. This sets my mind at ease."
Lin Xin sighed softly.
Ruan Rujun indeed treated him very well.
She was utterly obedient, incomparably gentle, regardless of any request he made, she would unconditionally comply.
She was a girl softer than water. She always watched Lin Xin with tender and admiring eyes, entrusting all her emotions, be it joy or anger, onto Lin Xin.
"After nearly ten thousand years together... a conclusion like this may just be enough for both of us." Lin Xin looked at the tombstone with a complex expression.
"Master, everything is ready."
Not far from the cemetery, a black-haired man in a black suit approached Lin Xin, bowing respectfully.
The man had a cold demeanor with a hint of subtle fanaticism.
If one could see the photos of the alliance’s security minister from a few thousand years ago, they might recognize this was the once-called Wolf of Dongye, the security minister back then, Dongye.
As a man who once vowed to cause chaos in the world, the current turmoil and conflict in the alliance were entirely orchestrated by him from behind the scenes.
Now he was much calmer and more rational than when he first followed Lin Xin.
"Among you eight, you, the Lai Zi brothers, Holy Lance, Mila, your talents are commendable."
Lin Xin turned, looking down at Dongye from above.
"We will always be your most faithful servants." Dongye bowed with utmost respect towards Lin Xin.
"I plan to leave. To search for something I need. You all shall remain here, helping me leave traces of my existence in this Star Domain. Perhaps one day, I will return.
No problem with that?" Lin Xin said indifferently.
"As you wish." Dongye calmly agreed.
Lin Xin did not intend to take them, even though the Netherworld could already be opened. But regardless whether it was them, or those disciples from his Netherworld back then,
how many could truly reach his level of realm, with a soul immortal?
Not one.
Lin Xin was fully aware that in the entire Dark Universe, the only ones who could potentially achieve soul immortality were likely himself and Huang Yuerong, perhaps with the addition of Fang Yu, whose life or death was unknown.
He had already left his mark on the Eternal Mural.
Next, his task was to reclaim other fragmented souls from the Dark Universe and then comprehend the last sword, the Sword of Compassion.
The Supreme Jiuyue Divine Wind Sword is the fundamental premise for his infinite attribute accumulation. Only after resolving the sequela of this Divine Technique could he continue his infinite devouring enhancement.
And there’s only one way to solve the side effects of the Divine Wind Sword.
That is, to comprehend the Sword of Compassion.
If the previous four swords are utterly twisted and insane, inevitably trapping the cultivator in torment and suffering.
Then the final sword is compassion towards oneself.
The Sword of Compassion, is compassionate not towards others, but oneself...
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