Told You I Can Turn Back Time
Chapter 417 - 339: Emei Authentic Transmission and Blood Rain

Chapter 417: Chapter 339: Emei Authentic Transmission and Blood Rain

After awakening the memories that had been hidden within herself, after understanding the whole truth about her origins, the Sword Maiden could not help but want to laugh.

Even she could not explain why she wanted to laugh, so she continued to think, just hanging there with a smile on her face, motionless on the cliffside, thinking for a whole day and night.

It wasn’t until the Emei Disciples found her and asked her about Bai Mei’s whereabouts that the Sword Maiden finally woke up from her dream.

And at that moment, her thoughts reached a conclusion.

She wanted to die, to fight against the strongest opponents, to kill, to exhaust every ounce of her intelligence, strength, and potential, and to die in a blaze of glory.

If the source of everything in life, if all personalities were born within the falsehoods shaped by others, if all actions took place within the designs and plans of others,

Then, at least at this moment, the Sword Maiden wanted to fight following her own instincts, to complete her life in the way she chose.

So she began to kill.

It started with the Emei Disciples before her, all of whom she slaughtered.

Next, the Emei Sect elders who were alerted were beheaded by her, one by one.

But soon she discovered that the more she fought, the stronger she became.

The broken sword, implanted in her brain, thoroughly extracted the skills and refinements of the defeated Emei Disciples, then after a period of conversion, a part of it could be injected into the Sword Maiden’s body.

The injection process brought an extreme pain, a searing pain from the brain to the flesh, a torment so intense it could break one’s will.

It was like forcing a misfitting part into a machine to function, and the machine had to break and reconstitute repeatedly to adapt.

But the Sword Maiden found that this flesh-shattering pain temporarily made her forget her mental suffering, giving her a sense of—pleasure.

In fight after fight to the death, the broken sword, like another brain, unceasingly infused all of Emei Sect’s swordsmanship and refinement into her body, making her master that boundless fierce power in combat, and making her more and more exhilarated.

"Good." The voice in the broken sword joyfully said, "I thought your will was on the brink of collapse, beyond redemption, but it turns out you’re just insane. This makes you the perfect candidate to be my successor and inherit the true lineage of Emei."

"Keep killing! Take over the legacy of these Emei Disciples!"

Just when the Sword Maiden thought there was no one left on Emei Mountain who could kill her, the Kunlun expert who had defeated Bai Mei reappeared.

He seemed just as surprised that the Sword Maiden was still alive.

"It seems that the legend of that broken sword isn’t entirely nonsense after all," he said haughtily. "Let’s see what power that wretched sword has given you."

...

At this moment, even the Great Bright Buddha, wise and experienced as he was, couldn’t help but feel a slight shock at the sight of ’Bai Mei’.

Before him, ’Bai Mei’ not only had lost his limbs—which seemed to have fused into the surrounding lumps of flesh—but his body was also torn and lacerated, bleeding and oozing pus from wounds everywhere.

And from head to toe, there was a foul stench, a result of various substances he had excreted himself, or that the other ’lumps of flesh’ nearby had discharged over time, causing his entire body to be splattered with filth and reeked to high heaven.

"Kill me! Please, kill me!"

As he struggled fiercely and roared, the surrounding ’lumps of flesh’ were affected and also started to writhe and scream.

"It hurts so much!"

"Kill me! Someone, please kill me!"

"I don’t want to live anymore, let me die! Let me die!"

As the individuals linked together began to shout and twist, Bai Mei, who had just been struggling to emerge, was dragged back into the mass.

Watching these twisting human forms, the Great Bright Buddha felt a surge of discomfort, but this discomfort did not stop his thoughts from racing.

"Strong individuals, especially those who seek continuous breakthroughs after reaching the third transmission, are indeed the greatest threat to this world."

"If I cannot become the strongest after the great upheaval, I fear the entire world will become hell for most people."

And yet another Bai Mei before him triggered a connection in his mind.

"The Master of Taihe Sect was also attacked by someone who looked similar."

"Here’s another guy that looks like Bai Mei."

"What’s the connection between the two..."

But the Great Bright Buddha had no more time to ponder as he suddenly felt himself targeted, locked down by a mad, chaotic, and chilling intent to kill.

The Great Bright Buddha looked up sharply to see the Sword Maiden, who had risen at some point, feeling a tremendous sense of danger wash over him.

The Sword Maiden’s cold voice came through, "Monk, that sword you recommended is indeed quite good, very suitable for my use."

The Great Bright Buddha tugged at the corner of his mouth, "I’m glad you like it."

The Sword Maiden grinned, "Make your move."

The Great Bright Buddha looked puzzled, "What do you mean make a move?"

From beneath the Sword Maiden’s skin, silvery sword qi slowly rose, tearing her flesh inch by inch.

She said with a look of enjoyment, "Strike at me."

"No matter how much pain I force upon these wretches, they are no longer capable of igniting even the slightest potential to fight me."

"Just when I was at my most disappointed and least amused, you finally arrived."

"Now... use all your strength, your most ferocious, absolute, and powerful force to brutally take me down, defeat me."