Chapter 8 — Awakening Spiritual Roots scolded and cried at the entire Cultivation Immortal World

I looked at him, not moving at all. To An is also rarely silent, only observing Diep Co Thanh with strange eyes. The atmosphere became solemn. Everyone below the stage held their breath. After a while, To An suddenly said in my head:

“Lang Nguyet, this guy... seems to have no loopholes.”

My heart jumped.

“What do you mean?”

"The meaning is on the letter. This guy is a true swordsman. In his mind, there is nothing else other than practicing the sword. No desires, no pursuits, no loopholes."

“My words have no effect on him.”

For the first time, To An's voice carried solemnity. I looked at the man in a shirt whiter than snow opposite me, my heart gradually sank. It's complicated. Looks like we have to rely on ourselves this time.

“If you don't take action, then I won't be polite.”

As soon as Diep Co Thanh finished speaking, the person and the sword seemed to merge into one body, turning into a terrifying red field that stabbed straight towards me. Fast! Too fast! So fast that my consciousness is almost impossible to catch! I only had time to condense all my spiritual energy into a shield.

“Boom!”

The shield immediately shattered. The whole person flew back out, his throat was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood. With just one move, I lost. The gap in strength is too great. I tried to stand up, wiping the blood from the corner of my mouth. Diep Co Thanh stood there holding the sword, looking at me, there was still no wave in her eyes.

“You lost.”

I smiled bitterly and nodded.

“I lost.”

Just when everyone thought the match was over, To An, who had always been silent, suddenly opened his mouth. It does not mock or scold people. Just use a very calm voice and gently ask one question:

“Diep Co Thanh, do you miss your mother?”

Ong! The unbreakable long sword in Diep Co Thanh's hand let out a sorrowful sound. On his face, unchanged for thousands of years, a crack appeared for the first time. ## 12 The whole school was as quiet as paper. Everyone was stunned by To An's pointless question. But Diep Co Thanh's reaction was beyond everyone's expectations. His hand holding the sword was shaking slightly. In his eyes, which were as calm as an ancient well, huge waves suddenly rose up.

“What… did you say?”

For the first time, his voice had emotion. It was pain suppressed to the limit. To An paid him no attention, just continued to himself:

“When you were three years old, your mother died under the claws of a monster to protect you.”

“Before she died, she told you: 'Children, you must live well, become the strongest swordsman.’”

“From that day on, you sealed away all your emotions, leaving only sword practice in your mind.”

“You think that as long as you become strong enough, you won't continue to lose anything.”

“You tell yourself that you have no pain, no sadness, no feelings.”

“But every night, you dream of her.”

“Dreaming that she hugged you and sang you a song that you no longer remember the melody of.”

Every sentence of To An is like a heavy hammer, pounding hard into Diep Co Thanh's heart. The Emotionless Sword that he was so proud of, that unbreakable ice shell was cracking inch by inch.

“You are not heartless.”

“You're just… too scared.”

“You're afraid that once you have feelings, you'll have to endure that heart-wrenching pain again.”

“So you go away itself into a sword.”

“Diep Co Thanh, are you tired?”

To An asked the last question.

“King!”

The long sword in Diep Co Thanh's hand fell to the ground. He raised his hands to cover his face. Clear liquid flows through fingers. The man known as the number one genius in the Southern Region, the man who was considered like an iceberg, under the eyes of everyone, squatted on the ground, like a child, silently sobbing. His Emotionless Sword Dao has been broken. But perhaps his religion is only now truly beginning. I looked at him quietly, not saying anything. We know that To An used this time it was not an "attack". It's "healing". What it reflects is not Diep Co Thanh's flaws, but the deepest, most yearning and softest place in his heart. This match has no winner or loser. ## 13 Thien Kieu Dao Assembly ends. Diep Co Thanh publicly admitted defeat and gave the first prize - a Breaking Anh Dan that can increase the chance of making Anh - to me. He said I helped him find the true way of swordsmanship. From then on, he no longer practiced the Emotionless Sword, but switched to cultivating the Guardian Sword. I held the precious medicinal pill in my hand, my mood extremely complicated. This time, To An truly achieved great success. After returning to the sect, I immediately went into seclusion. With the help of Pha Anh Dan, combined with an extremely solid foundation, my Anh Anh process went as smoothly as water flowing into a river. Half a year later, I successfully broke through and became the youngest Nguyen Anh elder in a thousand years of Thanh Van Tong. The day I left the customs, heaven and earth changed color, thousands of rays of light shone. The sect leader and all the elders came out to welcome him, everyone laughing until they couldn't close their mouths. Thanh Van Tong finally has another great power Nguyen Anh! This means that in the next thousand years, Thanh Van Tong will firmly stand in the ranks of the top sects of the Southern Region. I became the true pillar of the sect. Because of our breakthrough, To An's appearance also changed greatly. It was no longer a palm-sized parrot, but turned into a divine bird with a wingspan of more than three feet, its entire body burning with seven radiant lights. Majestic, majestic and extraordinary. But as soon as I opened my mouth, it still had a familiar flavor:

“What are you looking at? Have you never seen a handsome man? If I casually drop a feather, it is more precious than your Zhenzong treasure!”

The elders were scolded until their faces turned gray, but they still smiled brightly like flowers.

“The Divine Bird is right.”

My position is completely consolidated. A few years later, Elder Thanh Huyen passed the position of Sect Master to me. I became the youngest sect leader in the history of Thanh Van Sect, and also the only female sect leader. Phuong Than soon became depressed and died in the mine. His father, the former sect leader, also abdicated because of his exhausted mind and gave way to a wise person. The era that belongs to us has officially begun. ## 14 Under my guidance and the "support" of To An, Thanh Van Tong is increasingly prosperous. I founded a completely new profession - "I Train the Mind". No matter which sect's great power you are, no matter what bottleneck you encounter. As long as you hand over enough spirit stones, you can receive a "heartfelt visit" from To An. To An will find exactly the weakest place in your heart, then use it The cruelest words tear it apart, crush it, and then let you put it back together yourself. That process was extremely painful, like the soul being stabbed by thousands of knives. But the effect is surprisingly good. Countless monks who had been stuck in a bottleneck for many years, after being scolded by To An, suddenly had a great awakening and their cultivation made a breakthrough.

“God bird Thanh Van Tong, whoever scolds him will be enlightened!”

"Do you want to fly up? First go to Thanh Van Tong and receive a scolding!"

Our profession quickly became famous throughout the cultivating world. The appointment was scheduled for the next three hundred years. Thanh Van Tong's spirit stones are so numerous that there is no room left in the warehouse. We will use those spiritual stones to cultivate more and more talented disciples, making the sect's strength unprecedentedly powerful. I also became a living legend of the cultivating world. When people talk about me, they no longer say I'm a waste with a parrot's spiritual roots. But my lord called me "Fairy Lang Nguyet", along with "The Strongest Divine Bird who can lift people up". Today, after finishing handling the sect's affairs, I stood on the highest peak of Thanh Van Tong, watching the clouds roll in and disperse. To An perched on my shoulder, using his wings to groom his magnificent feathers.

“Lang Nguyet, tell me, are we now considered to have reached the pinnacle of life?”

I smiled.

“Maybe so.”

"So what's next? Unifying the immortal world?"

“Not interested.”

I shook my head.

“As it is now, it's very good.”

Years of peace. Occasionally I heard To An scolding people, collecting spirit stones, and instructing his disciples. Such a life is what we want. At this moment, a young disciple ran to the top of the mountain in panic.

"Sect... Sect Master! This is not okay!"

“Outside the mountain gate, a young master of the Western Region Demon Sect came, specifically wanting to challenge you!”

"He also said... said that you only have a false name, that your divine bird is nothing more than a flailing animal!"

I haven't spoken yet, To An's shoulders are already ruffled. It cleared its throat, its eyes lit up, and the seven-color light around its body also brightened a little more. It is the hunter's excitement when he sees his prey.

“Oh my, I have a job!”

It stretched its neck, headed down to the foot of the mountain, emitting a roar that echoed into the clouds:

"That grandson! Your grandfather is here! If you have the courage, come and accept death!"

I reluctantly shook my head, but still had a smile on my face. I know that my leisurely and bustling life as a Sect Master will never be boring. Everything is very nice. Complete.