Chapter 217: Souls Can Cry Too (Part Two)
“No worries, it’s not necessary.”
Lu Ye spoke calmly. In his past life, he chose to die willingly; there was no need to impose that on others.
Shen Xitang rolled her eyes in silence.
See, this host dog is just like that, with such a faint sense of revenge.
If she hadn’t turned into a human form, the host would probably just find a place to cultivate like crazy, borrowing a bit whenever he lacked resources.
How boring!
Good thing she, Shen Xitang, is here.
“He died for me?”
“When?”
“Why didn’t I know?”
Jiang Die’s mind was echoing this question. She truly had no idea that Lu Ye had once lost his life for her.
He was willing… willing to give his life for her…
Why was Jiang Die so ambitious?
Because she was too clear-headed; from the moment she offered herself, she understood that Lu Ye’s feelings for her were not love!
It was responsibility, it was commitment!
She saw how Lu Ye interacted with other women—so natural, so affectionate.
Yue Hongling could fuss around while Lu Ye carried her, Chu Ling could mischievously tug at Lu Ye’s hair, Bai Qiulan could comfortably accept Lu Ye’s shoulder rubs, Shangguan Huanling could chitchat non-stop around Lu Ye, and the Vermilion Bird could transform and perch on Lu Ye’s shoulder.
How harmonious!
And she felt like a misfit.
Initially, she accepted these things calmly, thinking they had all been with Lu Ye for a hundred years.
She had just arrived, and even that was achieved through her own means.
But later, she found it hard to fit in because this little group of five seemed too close-knit.
Why was that?
Gradually, Jiang Die understood.
The reason was that Lu Ye did not love her!
Even after so long together, no matter how well Lu Ye treated her, he still didn’t love her!
She began to realize, relying on others would never compare to relying on oneself.
Especially after Shangguan Huanling’s Emotion Dao was destroyed.
Jiang Die understood even more.
Love itself was not eternal, what was there to say?
Rather than watching her man become a Saint, wouldn’t it be better for her to become one herself?
Especially when two of the women Lu Ye loved had chosen to betray him; isn’t it normal for someone like her, who wasn’t loved by Lu Ye, to do the same?
But now, she heard Lu Ye had died for her…
Jiang Die started pondering when exactly was that?
When did Lu Ye sacrifice himself for her?
The intense pain made it hard for Jiang Die to concentrate, countless fragmented memories kept emerging.
Lu Ye gave her the most beautiful flowers in the world!
Lu Ye took her to explore the universe!
Lu Ye remembered her birthday and surprised her!
Lu Ye remembered the days they spent together, fully accompanying her, fulfilling her every wish.
Lu Ye looked at her with a smile, warmth in his eyes…
Memories had never been so clear before.
Because before, Jiang Die had always been blinded by ambition, her eyes fixated solely on gaining strength, surpassing Lu Ye, and how to snatch all of Lu Ye’s achievements.
And now, she had completely failed.
Though surrounded by endless pain, her memories were clearer than ever.
Lu Ye treated her well.
Did he treat her this well solely out of responsibility and protection?
Was there really no love at all?
Jiang Die’s expression twisted, fragments of scenes kept flashing before her mind, her soul aching painfully.
No!
No!
She hadn’t remembered! She hadn’t remembered when Lu Ye had died for her.
This woman was lying to herself; she wouldn’t fall for it!
Unless she witnessed the moment Lu Ye sacrificed himself, unless she could see exactly what crisis he faced for her!
Two tears rolled down Jiang Die’s cheeks.
So, souls can cry too…
Lu Ye waved his hand, and Jiang Die vanished into the Emperor’s Banner, which had absorbed so much of her soul juice, finally feeling light and empty.
The banner waved proudly, its newfound lightness making it exceptionally satisfied.
With Jiang Die’s soul absorbed, the power of the Emperor’s Banner had reached a point where a full attack could defeat strong beings from the Three-Life Realm, and those from the Return to One Realm would suffer immensely.
It was one of Lu Ye’s mightiest fighting moves.
Currently, he was at the Fifth Heaven of the Destined Realm, making steady progress, plus with the Qilin Arm and Celestial Lord Fist, he could easily dominate in the Three-Life Realm.
But still!
Keep cultivating!
Second Heaven!
Shangguan Huanling had finally reached the pinnacle of the Divine Realm.
“I’m dying of exhaustion!”
Shangguan Huanling exclaimed; turns out business was this tiring, acquiring Spiritual Treasures was this exhausting!
How much effort had her brother Lu Ye put in to find so many treasures in his past life?
As she thought about this, Shangguan Huanling’s Dao aura kept growing.
Chu Ling’s figure appeared.
Right now, she was most closely connected to Chu Ling.
“About to cross the tribulation?” Chu Ling asked.
Shangguan Huanling nodded vigorously.
“Sister Chu Ling, I’m going to find Brother Lu Ye now, take care of yourself, okay?” Shangguan Huanling said with a smile.
Chu Ling couldn’t help but feel a twinge of envy.
Shangguan Huanling’s technique, though like a decorative vase, had an incredibly fast promotion speed.
She was just at the Fourth Layer of the Divine Realm now; she could cross the tribulation, but she didn’t want to.
Even though her longing for the young master had reached an extreme, she coldly understood that if she crossed the tribulation now, her cultivation path would forever lag behind Lu Ye.
So she had to hold on!
The Third Heaven had four major realms; Lu Ye wouldn’t ascend so quickly.
She had time!
“Go, and if you see the young master, please tell him Ling’er misses him, very very much!”
Shangguan Huanling nodded, full of ambition.
“I miss him too, very very much!”
“By the way, Sister Ling’er, this is a treasure I found for you that possesses Sword Technique; your Sword Technique should learn from all the great families. When you reach the Third Heaven, I’ll help you find more sword treasures,” Shangguan Huanling pulled out a pile of treasures and said.
Chu Ling looked at the pile of junk Shangguan Huanling had taken out, the sword intent floating on the surface with no essence, her eyes couldn’t help but turn red.
“You got fooled again,” Chu Ling sighed.
“Huh?”
“These things are useless to you?”
Chu Ling took the pile of garbage from her.
“They’re useful, but don’t help me find things next time; take care of yourself first!”
“Oh okay, alright…”
Shangguan Huanling realized she had been tricked again; no wonder more and more people were willing to trade worthless sword treasures for her Heavenly Silkworm Nine Transformations.
“Alright, I’m off to cross the tribulation!”
“Be careful!”
“It’s fine; my Heavenly Tribulation isn’t strong!”
