Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 409 - 333: The Union of Evil Spirits_2

Chapter 409: Chapter 333: The Union of Evil Spirits_2

He said indifferently, "Your sword moves have begun to repeat."

"Have you run out of tricks?"

Before the man, Bai Mei, who was drenched in blood as if dead, slowly extended a sword finger, about to unleash the next strike.

During the past two hours of intense battle, the man hadn’t even personally taken action, rather he used Bai Mei’s body to spar with the Swordmaiden, forcing her into a state resembling his own prowess with the sword.

Fear, anxiety, worry, tension... faced with such overwhelming disadvantage, under the shadow of death, a myriad of negative emotions kept surging into the Swordmaiden’s heart, spurring a sense of exhilaration in her.

How long had it been, this razor’s edge of life and death, where she could perish at any moment?

Even during the previous duel with Lin Xing, he had made it clear he would not kill the Swordmaiden, draining the fight of life-or-death thrills.

"It seems I must use it after all."

The Swordmaiden chuckled, then pulled out a broken sword from her bosom.

Seeing her actions, the man frowned slightly, "The Emei Sect Leader’s Broken Sword?"

The Emei Sect Leader’s Broken Sword was a sacred relic passed down through the generations of Emei Sect Leaders.

Legends held that the relic contained the secrets of the Emei founder’s unmatched prowess and eventual ascension to immortality.

Yet, no prodigy of Emei had ever deciphered its mysteries, with many brilliantly talented individuals dying due to their overconfidence in their abilities interacting with the relic.

Because, as legend had it, one must pierce their brain with this broken sword, and only if they survived would they receive the legacy within.

If initially there were believers in this legend, successive generations of Emei Disciples dying by this broken sword had eradicated such belief.

Especially as successive generations of Emei luminaries studied it to no avail, concluding that the gradually rusting relic was nothing more than an ordinary broken sword.

Thus, watching the Swordmaiden raise the broken sword, the man’s eyes filled with disappointment, "I thought during our fierce battle you had stolen something useful, but it turns out to be this worthless trinket."

"This is your last resort?"

"Putting all your hope on such an unreliable tale, on an ancient you know nothing about?"

"Disappointing, you’ve disappointed me deeply, and ruined this battle thoroughly."

Rage surged from the man, turning into flames that filled the sky above Emei Mountain with sword light.

Yet, the Swordmaiden simply smiled unconcernedly, for the broken sword in her hand was precisely what the Great Bright Buddha had guided her to Emei to find, a broken sword suited for her.

Of course, her attempt to harness this sacred object was inspired not only by the Great Bright Buddha’s guidance but also by a feeling, a feeling that became increasingly evident and intense through repeated trials in the heat of battle.

The object in her hand was beckoning her, craving her.

And the Swordmaiden had always trusted her instincts.

Especially in this life-or-death struggle in pursuit of breakthrough, she felt an indescribable thrill, excitement, and... eagerness!

Without delay, she channeled energy into the broken sword in her hand, causing the blinding sword light to flare from the blade, and in the next moment, she plunged the broken sword fiercely into her own head.

As the Swordmaiden lay in a pool of blood, the man snorted coldly, and several beams of sword light slashed towards her, decapitating her in the blink of an eye.

Looking at the unmoving Swordmaiden, who had lost all signs of life, the man sneered, "What a fool."

As the man was about to leave, the Swordmaiden felt her consciousness floating, as if she had arrived at some mysterious realm.

At the same time, a male voice rang out, "What a heartless and ruthless talent in Sword Dao, to gain such an excellent disciple... Has my Emei really not been destroyed?"

"A thousand years, and you’re the fifth to reach this stage... Hmm? It seems Taiqing had sealed a part of your memory, using a cunning method to make you ruthless and cold-hearted, slaying indiscriminately."

"Hehe, let’s see, once you regain all your memories, will you ascend to new heights and become a peerless overlord who can slaughter across the world, or will you become a nonce like me, a nobody lost among the masses."

...

From a young age, the Swordmaiden had joined the outer sect of the Taiqing Sect with her parents.

Due to the high performance demands every month, the Swordmaiden remembered her parents always leaving early and returning late, recruiting people to join the Taiqing Sect.

But this business was not easy. As their performance steadily declined, life for their family grew increasingly difficult, and they resorted to deceiving and borrowing money to survive.

With the days becoming harder, the parents started to argue and fight, the violence gradually extending to the Swordmaiden.

In the end, following a drunken argument, the Swordmaiden was accidentally blinded by her father, and deemed a burden by her mother, who then abandoned her in the street.

In the days that followed, she fought, killed, swindled... just to eat. The Swordmaiden vaguely recalled how she had survived through it all.

All she remembered was that, a year or two later, an elder of the Taiqing Sect took notice of her and healed her eyes, but required her to renounce all worldly attachments and kill her entire family to join the sect.

The Swordmaiden agreed without hesitation.

Even now, she vividly remembered how with just two stabs, she had killed her own parents.