Chapter 4 — Thanh Minh Sword Master

From the first time I met Nguyen Vi, I realized. She is no different from the younger version of me from before. Every eyebrow, eyes, nose, lips — there is no difference. When I wanted to observe her more closely, Nguyen Than awkwardly stood between me and her, blocking my view. But right from that moment, I had doubts. I have never believed in the distorted words of flying words - such as "white moon light", "substitute", or some tragic love story. Even though her master chose her as his successor; Even though the Thanh Minh sword was given to her; Even though we ourselves are locked in Tu Qua Nhai. I have never believed in those baseless "novelizations". Not for any profound reason. Because it was the master who raised me with his own hands. They are the monk brothers who grew up with me like blood. I believe them. No matter what time it is. I'm simply... curious what kind of stupid trick they're pulling. The truth proves that we sword cultivators... are truly a bunch of natural-born idiots who are not suited to use our brains. Substitute? Is that something humans can think of? Master raised his head and looked at the sky. “Forty years ago, after you and that devil died together… —— bang, exploding the sky full of gold coins…” “Cough, I mean your spiritual power shattered, scattered everywhere, clinging to all kinds of objects.” "At first, I just... because I missed you so much, I wanted to find some comfort. So I gathered things that carried your spiritual energy and made a doll." “But unexpectedly… over time, that doll gradually developed spiritual intelligence —— and finally, really came to life.” The master smiled softly, full of emotion: "Even though his personality is completely different from yours. But just seeing that face, everyone in the master feels somewhat comforted." “So, we gave it a name and let it stay as little sister.” “Originally, I was planning to choose him as my eldest disciple to replace you.” "But Nguyen Than said—— It's because you are the eldest disciple, from a young age you have had to shoulder the responsibility of leading the entire sect. That's why you have so many responsibilities in your heart, so in the end you chose to sacrifice yourself to save the world." "So... this time, we don't want you to be the eldest disciple anymore. We want you to be an innocent little junior sister, carefree and carefree, living happily." His eyes sparkled with some nostalgia. “But… I didn't expect that those peaceful days wouldn't last long.” “That devil… is alive again.” “At first, although we were worried, inside we were a little happy.” "Because if he can come back to life, then I... it's not impossible." “However, it didn't take long for me to feel happy anymore.” “Because Nguyen Than said——with your personality, even if you come back to life, you will only choose the same path as him again.” "And once again, we are helpless and can only stand by and watch our child die." I sighed softly. “So… you just targeted Nguyen Vi?” Master was silent for a moment, then lowered his voice: “…Yes.” "She has remnants of her spiritual energy on her body. I persuaded Thanh Minh's sword spirit to assist, plus Tien Linh Thao." “With all these conditions combined, it is unlikely that it will lose to its original self.” “Let it go and seal the demon head and curse him to the end —— is the most suitable choice.” Monk's voice The father was full of pleading: "Nguyen Ha, good child... This time, will you listen to the master? Let the master help you, just this once." I looked at his worried face... Slowly shook my head. “Sorry, master.” "If Nguyen Vi is really just a puppet, then of course I will happily hide behind her and continue living." “But—— she already has a spirit, so that means she is a real living human being.” "To let myself live, but let someone else die for me, something like that... I can't do it." “Moreover——” I curled my lips and smiled, a mischievous glint in my eyes: “Who said I must end up with the devil?” “I have already thought of a way to deal with Demon Venerable Mac Di.” 【12】 Master couldn't stop me in the end. He personally refined the Tien Linh Grass into a medicinal pill, watching me swallow it. Also brought many rare geniuses and treasures. After a period of recuperation, my magic power has recovered seven parts. —— and… that's all. In the cultivation world, strong people can sense each other. What's more, me and Mac Di, two people who... lived together and died together. Almost the moment I swallowed the medicinal pill, thousands of miles away, Mac Di felt me. His reaction was extremely decisive. Pick up your sword and kill all the way. At the same time... I carried Nguyen Vi, who had been knocked unconscious before, like carrying a baby chicken, to the edge of the cliff. "Hey! See clearly?!" “I'm about to throw you heroines off a cliff!” “If you're awake, quickly bring out information about Mac Di and exchange it.” “Tell me how much magic power he has recovered, where his weak points are, whether he has set a trap or not…” “In short, any information that can help me defeat him, —— tell me everything!” 【WTF?! Can the cannon fodder see bullets?! Is she talking to us?!】 【So… the things we talked about before… she saw everything?! Mung bean, this cannon fodder is really sinister!】 【Forget it, now that I think about it... since the resurrection, the cannon fodder hasn't really harmed the cute little girl, on the contrary, she's even personally stood up against the villains. Maybe we're the ones being too unreasonable.】 【That's right, I'm telling the truth, not joking. Unexpectedly, the cannon fodder in the past was a person who died in order to save sentient beings, so why was he called "the white moonlight of the entire cultivation world".】 【Okay, cannon fodder, listen carefully: The villain has now recovered nine points of his magic power, almost no different from when he was at his peak. But —— he has a fatal weakness...】 I curled my lips slightly and nodded in return: "Thank you." 【13】 With less than half an incense stick, Mac Di rushed forward with his sword. Haven't seen him for decades, but his appearance is still the same. Only the temperament changed - colder, more brutal, the smell of blood stronger. A familiar stream of fighting spirit flared up from deep within my heart. I grasped the Thanh Minh sword tightly and rushed forward to fight him. 【Oh my god, has the cannon fodder turned out to be so powerful?! Can fight evenly with the strongest villain in the series without falling into a weak position! Is this the "first man of the righteous path" in the past?!】 【Master and his fellow monks stared wide-eyed, even if they wanted to rush in to help, they couldn't get through a single gap.】 【There was no other way. In a high-level battle like this, if they risked their lives to rush into it, they would only get caught in the crossfire, and if they didn't, they would lose their lives. You can only strain your eyes to see from afar. I see my master's eyes are red...】 【Ai The skin and cannon fodder have not fully recovered anyway, still one level weaker than the villain. The longer we fight, the weaker we become, and the more the villain fights, the more their momentum flares up...】 【If this continues, it's only a matter of time before we get killed by the villain...】 I'm gradually falling into a losing position. Seeing the dire situation, I decisively revealed an opening, turned around and ran away. “Hmm, do you want to run?” Mac Di laughed coldly, brandishing his sword to block my path. —— This is the moment! I suddenly shouted loudly behind him: "Master, brother! Quickly hit the spot three inches below his right back!!" Mac Di was startled and immediately turned around and stabbed his sword back. Whoosh —— Missed. I whistled and smiled leisurely: "You're Lord Demon Lord, why do you trust other people's words so easily?" “What I said… do you believe it too?” At that moment, the sword in my hand was pulled out of its sheath and rushed straight to the position of two fingers under his left rib. —— That was the fatal spot, where the bullets revealed it to me. “Phew ——!!” Mac Di spat blood on the spot, her eyes full of anger. But I had prepared in advance, and after winning the victory, I immediately retreated dozens of meters away. "Dear friends, I am Nguyen Ha!" I faced the void and called out loudly: "The demon Mac Di has been stabbed by my sword into the gate of destiny, leaving only a trace left. Now, I invite you to join forces with me to eliminate the demonic path and restore the righteous path of the world!" The ancients said that a centipede has a hundred legs and can still move when it dies. Even though Mac Di suffered a fatal blow, after all, she is still a Demon Venerable. If he goes crazy and risks his life before he dies, I could really be dragged to the grave with him. But... I just died once, and now I value life more than anyone else. If we can call people to fight together, even crowding them to the point of killing them with fatigue, then why do we have to risk our lives solo?! More and more monks received my heavenly sound transmission and rushed to the secret realm, surrounding Demon Ton Mac Di in the middle. He glared at me, his eyes filled with unwillingness and resentment. But —— he couldn't even get one step closer to me. Swoosh ——!! Another sword slashed down. The great devil committed a heinous crime and finally ended his life. Master pulled out the bloody sword and casually wiped it on his sleeve. He smiled and walked towards me. "Let's go home, Nguyen Ha. We're going home." I looked at my master covered in blood, along with his fellow monks walking towards me. I also smiled and gently nodded. "Yes. Let's... go home."