The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud
Chapter 1112

<h1text-align:" center"=""><spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chapter 1112: They Were Always the Same Person

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Watching the rise and fall, Su Jingzhen's emotions soared to the peak, only to plummet to the depths of hell in an instant.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">His mind went blank, unable to comprehend why this was happening.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He could only stare blankly at the Sword Ancestor beside him.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Confusion, grief, anger, and bewilderment - all these complex emotions swirled within him.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">His Dao heart seemed to waver at this moment.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He finally understood what the Sword Ancestor meant by "one last meeting".

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"What exactly is going on?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">His voice was hoarse, but his tone was eerily calm.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Perhaps he had made up his mind already. If Zhang Xiu were to die in such an absurd manner, then Sword Land might as well cease to exist.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But he also had a vague feeling that the Sword Ancestor wouldn't indulge in such a cruel joke.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If she had wanted to see him in such a pitiful state, she wouldn't have gone through such elaborate means.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">She could have simply chosen Saintess Qing Yue earlier, and Su Jingzhen would have been powerless to stop her.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing Su Jingzhen's despondent expression, the Sword Ancestor smiled faintly, her expression complex.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"This is all fate. From the moment they entered the Sword Qi Corridor, there was no turning back.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">I told you, there are no winners or losers here, only who takes the lead.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Remember what I said before. You bear the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and your responsibility is greater than anyone else's. This is your fate, and it is inescapable!"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Once again, the Sword Ancestor spoke in riddles.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Her words made Su Jingzhen even more confused and frustrated.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Just as Su Jingzhen's patience was wearing thin, and the Flesh and Blood Fire and the Seven-Colored Purifying Flames began to rise around him, the Sword Ancestor spoke again.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"All right, don't be in a hurry.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">I will now return a complete Zhang Xiu to you."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Her words left Su Jingzhen confused once again.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Then he saw the Sword Ancestor's breathtaking remnant soul transform into energy, instantly appearing at the spot where Zhang Xiu had been a hundred feet away.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The next moment, a brilliant five-colored light erupted from that spot.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">A sharp and immense energy fluctuation appeared.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The five-colored energy began to condense, gradually forming a crystalline body.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen's heart trembled. In that instant, he seemed to understand something.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Is this... the legendary Sword Spirit body?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen muttered to himself.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The five-colored energy became more and more intense.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">From it, an extremely powerful and sacred pressure began to spread out.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Two familiar auras also emanated from it-Zhang Xiu's and Saintess Qing Yue's.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Could it be... could it be..."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen's mind raced as a shocking realization dawned on him.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He remembered the Sword Ancestor's earlier words.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"It's just a matter of who takes the lead..."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">His heart trembled.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Little Green..."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Instantly, his consciousness appeared before Little Green in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing that the Sword Spirit body was still condensing and would take some time, Su Jingzhen was desperate for answers.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He needed to confirm the thoughts in his mind.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He believed that Little Green had already figured it out.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"What you're thinking about is exactly what it is.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">And the Sword Ancestor's clues were clear enough.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Why do you think only those two could awaken the Sword Spirit body? Just like that Lin Ying you met before, why do you think only she could awaken the Shadow Immortal Body?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Little Green's rhetorical question left Su Jingzhen stunned.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen's thoughts were already racing, and with Little Green's reminder, he quickly grasped the key to the mystery.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Before he could say more, Little Green continued, "In the world, various physiques may be similar, but each one belongs to its rightful owner. It's just a matter of when they awaken, not a matter of inheritance.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Take that girl Qiu Yaoyao by your side, for example. She has always been the Heavenly Dragon Tribulation Body; she just hadn't found the right opportunity to awaken it.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Do you understand now?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen was stunned once again.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">A terrifying realization washed over him.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Little Green, are you saying that Zhang Xiu and Saintess Qing Yue have always been the Sword Ancestor?

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Or rather, reincarnations of the Sword Ancestor?

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">And Lin Ying has always been the reincarnation of the Shadow Sword Immortal?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The moment he said it, even he felt a sense of dread, but it also felt like the answer.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Because as outrageous as it sounded, it made sense.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Little Green added, "Didn't the Sword Ancestor show you some scenes in that cup of tea earlier?

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At the moment of her death, did you see the mysterious energies scattering from her body?

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Those were her fragmented true spirits after her death.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Her Sword Spirit body has persisted through the ages, and no matter how many reincarnations her true spirit undergoes, as long as fate brings them here, they can awaken the Sword Spirit body.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In fact, it's not just about fate. When the time comes, no matter where they are, the threads of karma will guide them here.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Just like how, despite being so far away in Linjiang City, they were still drawn here by the Sword Ancestor's sword mark."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Zhang Xiu and Saintess Qing Yue each possessed half of the Sword Ancestor's true spirit. Saintess Qing Yue has been guarding the Sword Spirit body with all her resources and immense cultivation for so many years, yet she couldn't claim it.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">She had to wait for Zhang Xiu to arrive here to really have a chance.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">This is all fate."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen took a deep breath, feeling both awe and a sense of loss.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Just like when Xuening awakened as the Yunmeng Goddess, he still wasn't sure if their relationship could return to what it once was.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If Zhang Xiu awakened as the Sword Ancestor, he didn't know if their bond would remain.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As if sensing his concern, Little Green added, "You're still too caught up in it to see clearly.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The Sword Ancestor has already said that she would return a new Zhang Xiu to you.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">So after awakening, it will still be Zhang Xiu's current consciousness that takes the lead.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In fact, this is what Zhang Xiu and Saintess Qing Yue were competing for.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Their energy, fate, and memories will merge, but the consciousness will remain Zhang Xiu's."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Upon hearing this, Su Jingzhen's excitement soared.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If that was the case, this outcome would truly be perfect.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Be patient. This process may take some time."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Little Green added.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As they spoke, the five-colored energy became more intense.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The aura emanating from it became increasingly sacred and sharp, and the outline of a body became clearer.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">...

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As Su Jingzhen patiently waited for Zhang Xiu to merge with the Sword Spirit body, the square in front of the Sword Qi Corridor became more crowded.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The atmosphere was extremely tense.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">By the time Su Jingzhen finished the cup of tea, three days had already passed.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Another day had passed while they were waiting for Zhang Xiu.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In total, four days had passed, and the Third Elder's anger had reached its peak.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The dozen or so people kneeling before him, including Lin Qianyan, were on the verge of collapsing.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Over the past four days, the Third Elder's Immortal Emperor-level pressure had been relentlessly bearing down on them. Several of them had already shattered their Dantians.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Meanwhile, the leaders of various major forces had arrived, and their strength was becoming more and more formidable.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The leaders of first-class, second-class, and even third-class forces had all gathered.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Only the Lin Clan had not sent anyone yet.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">However, the Lin Clan had already been closely watched by the Third Elder's men, making it impossible for them to escape.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The leaders of the other forces wore complex expressions. They saw a reflection of their own potential fate in the Lin Clan's predicament.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If the Lin Clan could be destroyed for crossing Sword Land, what would happen to their own clans in the future?

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">This sentiment spread, causing the Fourth Elder and others to become worried.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Sword Land had always been one of the top ten sects in the Emperor's Realm and one of the four guardian sects, with an impeccable reputation.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But this incident threatened to destroy that reputation.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Third Elder, stop this.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Whatever the issue is, let's discuss it after the Sword Qi Corridor incident is over and seek the Sword Master's judgment."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The Fourth Elder was at a loss. They couldn't just join forces to suppress the Third Elder, could they?

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Even if they could, it would be a disgraceful spectacle.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The Third Elder coldly replied, "I, Chen Yunsong, have been running the affairs of Sword Land for many years. If I have no merit, at least I have toil.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Even if the Sword Master himself were here today, he couldn't sway my resolve to destroy the Lin Clan".

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The Third Elder's words became more and more blunt, and the Fourth Elder and others could only sigh in resignation.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">They could only pray that the Sword Master would arrive soon.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Just as the tension on the square reached its peak, an immensely powerful aura erupted from deep within Sword Land's headquarters.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Who killed my disciple?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">A hoarse, aged voice rang out. The next moment, a withered figure in white robes appeared before the Third Elder with his hands clasped behind his back.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing this person, even the arrogant Third Elder's expression changed.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He immediately bowed out of respect.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Greetings, Grand Elder!"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing this, the Fourth Elder and everyone else present were stunned.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Voices of greeting rose and fell.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Greetings, Grand Elder!"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Greetings, Grand Elder!"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"..."

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">After the greetings, many were even more confused.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Wasn't it said that the Grand Elder and the Second Elder were in seclusion?

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Why did the Grand Elder emerge? Has he made a breakthrough?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Good heavens, if I remember correctly, the Grand Elder's disciple was Saintess Qing Yue.

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">What did the Grand Elder say before he arrived?"

<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Saintess Qing Yue is dead? How is that possible? Who could kill her?"