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Some people are alive, but in reality, they have already died; others have passed away, yet they continue to live on.
Yin Tianheng is alive, but he has already died. These few short sentences cannot fully convey the depth of meaning behind them. Even after countless years have passed, when time has washed away the truth beyond recognition, Gu Ping holds a thick historical tome and feels his blood boil upon reading about Yin Tianheng's deeds, wishing he could be that person in the story.
Cultivators read at an astonishing speed; a Foundation Establishment Period Cultivator can finish a biography of several hundred thousand words in just one hour. Although they may not remember every detail, they can grasp the general idea and rarely do they read a book word for word with utmost seriousness.
However, when Gu Ping read "The Legend of Yin Tianheng," a book that spans a million words, it took him an entire month to read it carefully, word by word. When he reached the end, where Yin Tianheng suddenly left the academy, Gu Ping felt a pang of sorrow and disbelief as the truth lay before him.
Once invincible and commanding respect, Yin Tianheng had vanished into the heavens. Gu Ping could not deny it; he had disappeared suddenly without a trace—not due to falling into madness but rather being driven out of the academy by friends, ruthless individuals, disciples, and classmates. This truth was hard for Gu Ping and those thousands of years later to accept, let alone for Yin Tianheng himself.
If one were to believe what was recorded in the book, then the person before him truly was Yin Tianheng. If there were no lies involved, he had lived for over one hundred thousand years—specifically, one hundred thousand one hundred and ten years. He was essentially a living fossil. No one in the Great Qin Empire had existed for as long as Yin Tianheng had in that world. Perhaps this was why others sought to drive him away.
Now Gu Ping began to believe that the person before him was indeed Yin Tianheng. Despite his seemingly carefree demeanor, his eyes were like dead ashes—so haunting that Gu Ping dared not look directly at him. He finally understood what kind of feelings his own gaze had evoked in others.
It was something no one should possess—like facing oneself in a mirror—and yet it felt like encountering another spirit devoid of any emotion. The expressions on his face and his body language were mere performances that seemed utterly false.
Why not seek revenge?
Is it meaningful?
These two simple questions reflected Yin Tianheng's current state of mind, much like Gu Ping's feelings after just surviving an ordeal from "The Book of Radiant Path." The phrase "sorrow outweighs death" perfectly encapsulated Yin Tianheng's heart.
There was no meaning left; everything he did had lost its significance. He was too powerful—so powerful that everyone regarded him as an outlier. Even his fellow disciples and friends began to ostracize him. At that moment, Yin Tianheng felt utterly alone; no one could share in facing what lay ahead with him. No one accompanied him on his journey eastward. Disheartened and despondent, Yin Tianheng chose to leave; that world could no longer accommodate him.
"Am I being punished?"
Yin Tianheng swam back to calmness, retreating into the shadows once more. Gu Ping could see Yin Tianheng's long hair and slender silhouette emerging from the darkness.
"You killed a fellow disciple," Gu Ping said calmly, casually walking eastward. He could faintly sense the chilling winds outside, howling past the cave entrance. Even through the thick walls, Gu Ping felt the terrifying gusts intensifying.
Upon hearing those four words, Yin Tianheng seemed intrigued. Such events often occurred in the academy, but living like Dong Lai's Heartless and Ruthless—was that truly his nature? Which category did he belong to?
He pondered whether he wanted to live like that.
Hearing the response, Yin Tianheng smiled. Zhang Qian's gaunt face broke into a wide grin, and his hoarse laughter made Gu Ping's heart tremble in response.
"I'm good, really good." Yin Tianheng had completely emerged from the darkness this time. The clanking of chains made him seem as if he had crawled out from the Nine Nether Yellow Spring. Gu Ping found no trace of humanity left in that person; he felt they were cut from the same cloth. The things he had done yesterday, Yin Tianheng had once done too, for the same reasons and with the same choices.
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