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Many people think I should refuse, so I will.
The two looked into each other's eyes, and Gu Ping suddenly wondered why Wen Tian had asked him to say those few words. The fear of public opinion was daunting; no matter how much he proved himself by saying, "I don't deny it," if he went to retrieve the jade pendant and delivered it to Cangqing Mountain, people would surely think he was connected to the remnants of Light.
Everyone knew that the remnants of Light were hidden in Cangqing Mountain, but no one could enter. Why? Because it wasn't worth it. Cangqing Mountain was the most notorious perilous place in the World of Mortals, where very few could survive. At this moment, only cultivators with Transcendence could enter and return unscathed. If he pushed the remnants of Light too hard, it would likely lead to disastrous consequences.
He would go, even if everyone in Tiandong tried to stop him. Whether it was a conspiracy or a last wish, he was determined to go. He would treat it as a way to resolve the unfinished business that lingered.
Wen Tian felt somewhat perplexed. He couldn't understand why Gu Ping insisted on going despite knowing the dangers ahead. He wondered why someone who cherished life so much would suddenly make such a decision.
Did he know? Actually, his name was Gu Ping.
That thought echoed in Gu Ping's mind as he transmitted a message to Wen Tian, unheard by anyone else.
"My name is Gu Ping."
Wen Tian mirrored his thoughts, and both fell silent, lost in contemplation.
Escorting the Light Canon was supposed to be a chance for cultivation. He initially thought he could quietly deliver it to the academy and then become an ordinary disciple. After achieving some level of cultivation, he could travel outside and search for that girl who lingered in his heart.
As he reminisced about those days, Gu Ping's eyes dimmed, recalling the reasons that had driven him eastward.
But when he saw that girl again, he found he didn't even have the courage to admit who he was. It felt pointless to continue living when everything he had held onto was shattered. Did his existence still hold any meaning?
Perhaps he could just let himself fade away.
Everyone can live for themselves, but Xiazhi could not; she chose death.
Wen Tian was at a loss for words in response to Bei Qinping. He could not comprehend the feelings in Gu Pingci's heart, as if something was lodged there, wanting to burst forth, yet it remained silent.
He had always lived for himself, but only when I mentioned Xiazhi's sacrifice did he realize that he had never truly lived alone. He had no family, no close friends, and no companions throughout his life. In the end, he was all alone.
Wen Tian wanted to say that he had many senior brothers and sisters from the academy, but then he discovered that he felt as if he had just met the person before him for the first time. The person he once knew was not called Gu Ping; that half of him who was familiar and intimate with him was named Gu Nian. The one known as Xuanming's Junior Brother—he did not deny it—was the Gu Ping standing before him.
Who exactly was he? Gu Nian? Gu Ping? Or perhaps both? Wen Tian couldn't figure it out and could only ponder in his heart.
He realized that he would not foresee the future of Mok Ming Academy or Tian Zai’s fate.
Wen Tian understood that what Gu Ping said about Tenglan being known as Zhongshang was true.
Regardless, he would not deny them as his Junior Brothers.
Wen Tian did not argue further with Gu Ping. Even he did not know why he had uttered those words. He spoke without reason and then turned towards the battlefield in the sky where the golden cultivators fought, determined to seek revenge for his fallen comrades.
Go eastward; I do not deny it—his wrong leg.
At this moment, above everyone's heads, the sky darkened as a fierce snowstorm raged. The abundant water-based Spiritual Energy in the air only empowered Tenglan, known as Zhongshang. Holding the Azure Wave Vinewood Sword, every strike sent a Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Ninth Underworld crashing down from the sky. The icy blade could claim lives with a single misstep.
Those who dared to engage Tenglan were all Late Stage Nascent Soul cultivators or even at the Peak of Nascent Soul. Ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators would need magical artifacts just to withstand a blow from Tenglan. His terrifying strength led everyone to believe that Yan Dong could single-handedly turn the tide of battle.
As Mu Qinglong was entangled in a clash with Hong Yulong, he suddenly felt a tightening in his chest as he caught sight of the chaotic battle in the sky. In a moment of distraction, Hong Yulong's spear came hurtling toward him. Mu Qinglong barely managed to dodge in time, but the tip of the spear grazed his wooden crown, causing his hair to fall loosely over his shoulders, leaving him looking somewhat disheveled.
Seizing a brief moment, Mu Qinglong shouted towards his camp, instantly alerting everyone from the World of Mortals.
"Please, Lingquanzi, lend us your strength!"
No sooner had he spoken than a chessboard flew above Tenglan, known as Zhongshang. Although they were on guard, I don't deny that it forcibly trapped Tenglan within the chessboard, leaving him temporarily unable to escape.
Yang Sheng noticed Tenglan was ensnared and immediately rose to provide support, determined to prevent the Mistake and the Nascent Soul Cultivators from wreaking havoc on the gold cultivators of the World of Mortals.
Xiao Zhang could no longer remain calm; he rushed to the battlefield. The two joined forces and managed to temporarily block five Nascent Soul Cultivators from Mistake, though it remained uncertain whether they could hold out until Tenglan could break free.
However, Mu Qinglong's shout had stabilized the situation for the Nascent Soul Cultivators for now. Yet his own predicament was dire. He watched as Hong Yulong donned his Jade Dragon Armor and wielded the Ruby Dragon Spear, relentlessly pursuing him and trading blows. Despite his efforts to retaliate, he found himself utterly powerless against Hong Yulong, which was incredibly frustrating.
In previous battles during Yuezi, Hong Yulong had been cautious about protecting himself to avoid severe injury. But now, with the protection of the Jade Dragon Armor, he felt invincible; there was no one capable of delivering a decisive blow against him. He fought with reckless abandon, truly killing one person every ten steps without leaving any survivors.
Damn it!
Mu Qinglong was once again forced back to Wei Wuyou's side. On the other side, Lu Chen Zhou also rushed over upon seeing Mu Qinglong's disadvantage. The three of them—two in plain sight and one hidden—had already set a trap, waiting for Hong Yulong to leap eastward.
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