Chapter 22: Outburst, A Scathing Rebuke

“Yue Suxian?” Tang Qianxue repeated the name softly, stunned. “Could it be Elder Yue? Why would she take the Little Qilin away?”

Yue Rongshan’s face turned ashen. “That Elder Yue has always held some feelings for the Sect Leader. Whether the Sect Leader accepted or reciprocated them, no one knows. But think about it—what would a woman do when faced with someone who is almost responsible for the death of the one she loves?”

Tang Qianxue’s delicate face instantly paled. “The Little Qilin is in danger!”

“Don’t worry, I will go find her immediately!”

Yue Rongshan no longer hid it; he unleashed his vast spiritual awareness, as immense as mountains and seas, covering the entire Sword Mountain.

He comforted Tang Qianxue, “No matter what, Elder Yue is one of us from Sword Mountain. Facing the Sect Leader’s disciples, she should know her limits. At worst, the Little Qilin will suffer some physical pain, but she won’t be harmed.”

Yet, despite his words, Yue Rongshan clenched his teeth in secret. Who could know what madness this woman might unleash once truly enraged?

...

This time, entering this place felt utterly different from entering the Sword Inquiry Stone or the Memory Collection.

Xiao Lin felt the world spinning wildly; even with his Qi Refinement cultivation, he struggled to endure a faint nausea.

It was clear that whoever brought him here did so deliberately.

After a long moment, Xiao Lin finally found solid ground beneath his feet, and the dizziness began to fade.

Before he could discern the identity of the figure before him, a cold shout exploded like thunder: “Kneel!”

With it came an overwhelming pressure, like the might of heaven itself, intent on forcing him to the ground.

How could Xiao Lin allow her to succeed?

“Open!”

He bellowed fiercely, fully unleashing the “Asura Suppressing Heaven Technique,” channeling every ounce of his power from his dantian into a righteous aura that shielded his entire body.

The oppressive pressure weakened slightly.

Though still formidable, it was no longer immobilizing.

Without hesitation, almost instinctively, Xiao Lin drew out the Immortal Obliteration Sword, guided by a faint, mysterious intuition, and fiercely slashed in that direction!

That slash carried his fury.

It was imbued with a righteous energy capable of breaking heavenly might!

In the next moment, the pressure vanished abruptly.

Xiao Lin, who had been resisting the descending force, suddenly felt his legs weaken and nearly dropped to his knees.

Clang.

The sword tip pierced the stone slab with a resounding ring; he forced himself steady.

He then straightened his legs and back, lifting his head to look—

There stood a woman in a flowing white celestial gown, her enchanting face showing a hint of shock, her gaze fixed squarely on him.

Seeing this radiant figure, Xiao Lin showed no surprise, only speaking slowly and coldly: “Master of the Void Sky Peak, one of the Five Elders, the controller of spatial arts... Yue Suxian.”

Yue Suxian’s shock faded, replaced by cold disdain. “How dare you be so insolent as to address an elder by name?”

“Insolent?” Xiao Lin let out a mocking laugh. “I think you are the insolent one!”

At these words, Yue Suxian furrowed her brow, her cold eyes flashing as if ready to strike.

...

Xiao Lin was utterly unafraid.

Not only had he surveyed the surroundings, realizing this was no remote place and that Yue Rongshan must be on his way, but also—

He was truly furious.

It was said that Shen Wuya’s three disciples, his sect brothers and sisters, were all hopeless romantics.

Yet so far, they had been quite normal.

Perhaps, under his influence, they could even change their destined futures.

But unexpectedly, their romantic madness did not break out; instead, one truly mad did!

Xiao Lin had heard whispers of Yue Suxian’s feelings for Shen Wuya.

Thus, at first sight, he pieced everything together.

Besides being infuriated to the point of laughter, he naturally wouldn’t miss this opportunity.

The last time was his own memories—Shen Wuya’s importance to him was undeniable.

With Yue Suxian’s intervention, no matter how he exploded now, it was justifiable and logical.

Moreover, he had to explode.

Those who liked him would surely empathize.

If he suffered injustice, so did they.

If he didn’t handle it well, it would greatly affect his popularity.

Even if he had to take a bold approach, he would reclaim his rightful grievance.

So, looking at Yue Suxian’s cold face, Xiao Lin suddenly smiled.

“Elder Yue, I address you as ‘Elder’ only out of respect for my master.”

Upon hearing this, Yue Suxian’s expression softened slightly at the mention of “in respect for the master.”

But before she could speak, Xiao Lin continued.

“But that’s the only time you’ll hear it.”

“Yue Suxian.” He called her by name again, his words shocking, “If you have the ability, then kill me.”

At this, Yue Suxian’s face changed completely.

A Golden Core cultivator’s anger turned the sky itself cold.

Within moments, frost formed throughout the Sword Palace’s side chamber.

This was the manifestation of her murderous intent.

“Don’t think that because you are Wuya’s disciple, I won’t dare kill you!”

Her ruby lips parted, exhaling mist that could only be seen in winter.

The comment section erupted instantly.

“Starting off with such a blast?!”

“Little Qilin, you don’t fear death at all!”

“It’s okay, haven’t you seen the other four elders rushing over?”

“I’m Qi Refinement Complete and resisting Golden Core pressure, still standing firm—Lin Ge is amazing!”

“What is wrong with this woman?”

“Mom.”

“Waa, fellow disciple, enough already. A kind and beautiful female character saying ‘mom’ is one thing, but to a madwoman?”

“She’s not mad, she’s lovesick.”

“Is there really a difference?”

“If I were Little Qilin, my heart would be frozen—losing the master is hard enough, and this madwoman wants to kill me.”

“If it were another character, this might be a turning point for darkness, but for our little junior brother, no way.”

In the distance, four figures were swiftly flying toward this place.

Yue Rongshan’s spiritual signal alerted them that something serious had occurred.

They were not overly anxious at first, sharing Yue Rongshan’s thoughts.

Elder Yue would at most just reprimand Xiao Lin and vent her anger.

After all, losing a man was understandable.

But upon hearing Xiao Lin’s words, they were stunned.

Some even drew their magical instruments, ready for anything.

Inside the side chamber, Xiao Lin laughed even louder.

Then suddenly fell silent, staring deeply at Yue Suxian, and slowly said, “Yes, my master entrusted me to purify the Fallen Sword Immortal because I am his disciple.”

“That’s a great thing! As long as the Fallen Sword Immortal is purified, I can leap to Golden Core or Nascent Soul without a hundred years of hardship. Such a good thing should benefit his disciple.”

Yue Suxian frowned, sensing the sarcasm in his words.

Just as she was about to speak, Xiao Lin gave her no chance, speaking as if questioning and challenging simultaneously.

“Is that so? Is it truly a good thing?”

“To hell with that good thing!”

His voice rose three tones. “It’s forcing me to kill my master with my own hands! It’s treason and parricide! I warned my master—many times—but he insisted I go.”

He paused to catch his breath, his words rushing out.

“Why?” Xiao Lin answered himself. “Because he had no choice. Only my righteous heart can prevent the Fallen Sword Immortal’s resurrection. I have no choice either, because I am his disciple. This task belongs to me, and only I can do it!”

He took a deep breath.

For a Qi Refinement Complete cultivator to need so many breaths in succession shows how turbulent his heart was.

“At this moment, Elder Yue Suxian, what are you doing?” Xiao Lin’s gaze burned like a sword, piercing Yue Suxian directly.

“If you have the ability, why aren’t you the one purifying the Fallen Sword Immortal? Why aren’t you the one taking this ‘great’ task? Instead, you force me to commit treason and parricide, and when I return, I’m harshly reprimanded by my own elders, even threatened with death!”

“Elder Yue, answer me—what were you doing when you held feelings for my master?”