Chapter 1015: She Won’t Acknowledge You

Chapter 1015: She Won’t Acknowledge You

“Ruo’er, don’t go over there!”

Seeing Li Ruo’er about to step forward, Liu Shuqin quickly grabbed her, worried she might encounter trouble.

“Mm… Shuqin Elder Sister… I…”

Li Ruo’er halted, feeling confused, sensing a strange familiarity with the Sword Saint despite never having seen him before.

It felt similar to how she felt about Ni Wanqing, but not quite as intense.

She knew the Opponent didn’t mean well, but seeing him heavily injured on the ground tugged at her heartstrings.

Hmm… Am I being too kind-hearted?

“Shuqin Elder Sister, if we don’t save him, he might die.”

“Ruo’er, he is the Sword Saint. He must have been injured by Junior Martial Brother. Whether to rescue him should be decided by Junior Martial Brother. We have no right to interfere. Let’s go.”

Liu Shuqin pulled Li Ruo’er away, but she felt reluctant, as if not saving him would leave a heavy burden on her heart.

“Then, Mother, you should go too!”

“No, I’m worried he might move. You two go ahead.”

“Mm…”

Li Ruo’er had no choice but to follow Ni Wanqing’s wishes and left first.

Now, only Ni Wanqing and the Sword Saint remained. Ni Wanqing noticed that Li Ruo’er had sensed something amiss since the Fox People were quite sensitive to lineage.

She never expected the Sword Saint would fall from the sky right near them, and that Li Ruo’er would see it.

What now? Should she watch him die from exhaustion? Or should she end his life?

She felt conflicted, her words filled with hate, yet her heart didn’t really agree.

“Cough cough…”

Though the Sword Saint had fallen, he hadn’t lost consciousness and was still aware of his situation.

His techniques had been completely figured out by Lin Nuo, and he was at a disadvantage; the truth was he couldn’t defeat Lin Nuo, now a demon.

But Lin Nuo hadn’t come over, perhaps he was injured himself, barely holding on and unable to get away.

He struggled to prop himself up with the sword, facing Ni Wanqing.

This former companion now pointed a sword at him—how ironic.

“Ha… you… really are here.”

“I’m right here. So what? In your current condition, you can’t fight back against me.”

“I just saw…”

“What did you see?!”

“Just… like you, child…”

The Sword Saint spat out some blood, each word a struggle.

“This has nothing to do with you.”

Ni Wanqing said coldly, the Sharp Sword aimed at the Sword Saint completely suppressing him.

“I want to find her…”

The Sword Saint stubbornly leaned on his sword and took a step forward.

“Don’t even think about it! If you get any closer, don’t blame me for being rude!”

Ni Wanqing shouted angrily, but if she really wanted to act, she would have done so long ago and wouldn’t wait for the Sword Saint to approach.

After exhausting himself, he stumbled and fell to the ground again after just a few steps.

“You…?!”

Ni Wanqing instinctively wanted to help him up but controlled herself and didn’t.

She felt some reluctance.

“Cough…”

The Sword Saint appeared increasingly weak. It seemed he really might die here, after all, Lin Nuo had just fought him fiercely, showing no mercy.

“Why must you be so stubborn, coming here? You could live freely, and wouldn’t that be better? Plus, you’ve grown used to loneliness—can you really provide the life the child desires? Aren’t you just disturbing her?”

Ni Wanqing crouched slightly, her tone softening as her previous anger dissipated.

Sword Saint: “…”

At that moment, he had no words to say, watching Li Ruo’er’s retreating figure felt like she was avoiding him, bringing an overwhelming sense of defeat stronger than losing to Lin Nuo.

“Is it really… her?”

“And so what if it is? Your actions have already interfered with her life, and you were hurt by the one she loves the most. How can she possibly forgive you?”

Ni Wanqing shook her head, implying that even if he was Li Ruo’er’s biological father, opposing Lin Nuo, who she loved, meant she would never acknowledge him.

After all, Lin Nuo was the greatest significance in her life.

Sword Saint: “… go ahead, strike.”

“Strike? Kill you? No need; you’ll die slowly like this anyway.”

“… indeed… watching me die… perhaps you would find more satisfaction…”

“You! You’re still just like before, unable to speak properly!”

Ni Wanqing reprimanded the Sword Saint with disappointment, as if seeing him die would satisfy her.

It wouldn’t, it would actually cause her great pain.

The Sword Saint gave up on fighting, thinking death would come regardless; seeing Li Ruo’er once more was enough for him.

He closed his eyes, waiting for death, no longer struggling.

However, at that moment, warmth enveloped him, and the previous agonizing pain began to fade.

“This…”

He opened his eyes again to find Ni Wanqing treating his wounds.

“Why…?”

“Leaving just like that would be too easy for you; you should endure more suffering.”

Ni Wanqing gritted her teeth, skillfully using her healing techniques to stabilize the Sword Saint’s injuries, preventing him from dying.

But to fully recover would take a long time; it was just that he wouldn’t die easily.

He regained some strength and could stand up again, though pain still plagued him.

“You must hold on; I will still oppose you. However, in your current state, you won’t die just yet. If an ordinary Demon Practitioner appears, you’ll still be killed.”

Ni Wanqing withdrew her hand, ending the healing.

“I want to know, is it really her?” the Sword Saint repeated his question.

“When you asked that, didn’t you already know the answer? Do my words even matter anymore?”

“Does she rely on Lin Nuo a lot?”

“Yes. It’s beyond mere reliance now. They have gone through what you and I once did; she will follow Lin Nuo, and with them now at odds, how could she acknowledge you? Why would you humiliate yourself?”

“And you? Have you pledged allegiance to Lin Nuo?”

“Yes.”

“He’s a demon.”

“And so what? I’m an immortal, yet I was still exiled by my kind, right? Immortal or demon, it doesn’t matter. I found my purpose in life, and that is enough. What you’ve done today and your refusal to acknowledge the demons means you should leave; don’t make it difficult for her. She’s good-hearted and really struggles to refuse anyone.”

Ni Wanqing stated, leaving the Sword Saint deep in thought, feeling that his journey had been entirely wrong—a series of unfortunate events hitting him hard.

“I’m leaving.”

The Sword Saint abandoned his thoughts and chose to depart.

“Take care of her; one day, I’ll ensure she acknowledges me.”

Saying that, he walked away without even using his Sword Flight Technique.

“Sigh.”

Ni Wanqing sighed, realizing her kindness had allowed the Sword Saint to leave. She needed to find Lin Nuo to apologize.

Meanwhile, over at Lin Nuo and Ling Meng’s place…