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Today, with both of your esteemed elders present, it is truly unbecoming for a junior to repeatedly interject with such bold remarks.
The two elders are gracious and do not wish to hold you accountable, but as a junior, you should possess the self-awareness to recognize that the matters discussed by your seniors are not for you to interrupt.
Qi Xiao pressed his lips together, about to say something, when Elder Chang placed a firm hand on his shoulder, silencing him. He was an eyewitness to this matter; what could he not say? Only those with guilty consciences would seek to silence others! Not only did he want to speak, but others should also express their opinions.
He turned to Lu Mingyuan. "Mingyuan, you should also say a few words."
Lu Mingyuan clasped his fists and bowed respectfully. "I believe my junior brother has a point."
The father and son duo from your family turned red in the face, holding back their anger. Just as they were about to speak, they noticed Master Qingxu leisurely brushing his dust whisk, causing them to swallow their words in silence.
Master Qingxu spoke calmly, "The matter of the demon can be set aside for now; I will report it to the sect for further deliberation. However, the fact that your family has harmed cultivators is undeniable, and you must take responsibility. Otherwise, how can you silence the voices of the world?"
He closed his eyes and sighed lightly. "Even if you have your reasons, the nature of your actions cannot be changed. If we allow such evil deeds to go unpunished, how are we any different from those demons?"
Upon hearing this, Shu's face turned ashen.
"I've laid it all out for you; do you really want to force my hand?"
With that, Shu's surrounding spiritual energy surged violently. His breath became erratic, hair flying wildly as the energy around him illuminated the faces of everyone present with fear.
"This is bad; he’s going to self-destruct!"
Master Qingxu's expression hardened as he swung his dust whisk, intending to strike him down immediately. However, Shu's spiritual energy had swelled to its peak, exuding a terrifying force that seemed ready to annihilate everything in an instant.
At that moment, a melodious sound of a flute filled the air, like a gentle spring breeze melting away ice and snow. Everyone stood frozen in place, dazed and confused; even Shu, on the verge of self-destruction, began to calm down gradually.
He squinted his eyes in enjoyment, seemingly lost in some beautiful memory.
Qi Xiao was momentarily stunned; in his daze, he saw himself at his old residence on Qingjing Peak. Several senior sisters were sitting in the courtyard, drinking wine and enjoying snacks.
Upon seeing him arrive, the eldest sister and the fourth sister smiled warmly while the second sister waved him over. The third and fifth sisters eagerly approached him as well, inviting him to join them.
"Oh dear! Why did you come so late? We’ve been waiting for you for so long!"
Waiting for him?
But just as he indulged in that fleeting moment of nostalgia, Qi Xiao snapped back to reality.
He understood clearly that these were merely memories of the past. Since he severed his foundation at Qingjing Peak, he had cut off all ties with what once was.
That cultivation method taught him that the true path lies in transcending emotions and achieving impartiality; only by forgetting one's feelings can one align with heaven and earth.
Those who are affectionate give rise to desires; those who have desires create karma; those deeply entangled in karma become obstructed; and those who reach the extreme of obstruction become demons!
In this world, countless cultivators are often trapped in the mundane, unable to attain enlightenment, primarily because they find it hard to forget their feelings.
If one cannot forget their feelings, how can they forget others?
If one cannot forget others, how can they forget themselves?
If one cannot forget themselves, how can they align with heaven and earth and glimpse the great Dao?
He once fell into deep karma and obstruction, leading to a tragic fate.
Now, he is no longer the person he once was; he will no longer be bound by past affections.
Looking at the crowd before him, Qi Xiao felt a surge of joy, yet these emotions were like a spring breeze passing through—fleeting and without trace.
To gain affection and forget it is indeed like this.
Qi Xiao felt something stir within him; as his thoughts became clear, those people began to fade away like grains of sand in the wind.
He looked up and saw two women on the roof, appearing there at an unknown time.
One was veiled in light gauze, playing a melodious flute, while the other wore a green dress and followed closely behind her.
When Qing Ling noticed his gaze, she exclaimed in surprise.
That Qi Xiao was not affected by your flute music—could it be that his heart is made of stone?
Shen Wei Xue set down her flute, her eyes flashing with a hint of surprise as she slightly shook her head.
It wasn’t that he lacked understanding; rather, he had taken the path of detachment from emotions.
He has cultivated the path of emotionlessness? But didn’t you say that he was heavily burdened by emotional tribulations, destined for a life of suffering?
Shen Wei Xue’s eyes flickered slightly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on her lips.
It seems he has found a way to break through his tribulations.
Qi Xiao was entangled with heavenly mysteries; his fate was difficult to predict. Previously, Shen Wei Xue had paid ten lifetimes as a price but only saw strands of causal lines intertwined around him.
Logically speaking, these causal lines connected to each other would eventually trap him on this earth over time.
However, what puzzled Shen Wei Xue was that those causal lines meant to ensnare him were now faintly visible and dissolving away.
She pondered for a long time without understanding the reason behind it.
Just moments ago, she witnessed Qi Xiao suddenly awaken and come to realization.
Qi Xiao had obtained the method to forget emotions and walked the path of detachment!
Thus, his emotional tribulations were resolved.
Just now, under her flute’s melody, the remnants of causal lines that still clung to Qi Xiao completely dissolved away.
Shen Weixue knew that he possessed the secrets of heaven, but seeing this scene with her own eyes still left her astonished. The Path of Indifference was indeed formidable, yet it demanded a high level of mental fortitude from its practitioners. It was rare for someone as young as Qi Xiao to grasp even a glimpse of its true essence.
To follow the Path of Indifference, one needed not only talent and intelligence but also profound enlightenment. Such enlightenment could only be achieved through extensive experience in the world. Even at his young age, Qi Xiao had already developed such a mindset, which inevitably sparked Shen Weixue's curiosity, despite her usual indifference.
As the sound of the flute faded, those who had been lost in the illusion finally began to awaken. Shu jolted awake from his daze, and before he could fully savor the dream he had just experienced, he realized he was still in the courtyard of his home, facing two elders from the Xiaoyao Sect. What was even more infuriating was that he had failed to self-destruct successfully!
Shu intended to take advantage of their momentary distraction to strike again but was swiftly met with a solid blow from Qingxu Zhenren's whisk, sending him tumbling to the ground. Qingxu Zhenren flicked his fingers, and spiritual energy transformed into a long rope that bound Shu tightly, leaving him unable to move.
Lying on the ground, he resembled a crab tied up with five ropes. His face flushed with anger as he gritted his teeth and muttered under his breath, "Let me go, you old bastard!"
However, he was soon met with another slap from the whisk, which left his cheek swollen and blood streaming from his nose. A few of his teeth even shattered. Qingxu Zhenren held the whisk with a cold gaze and shot him a disdainful look.
Shu's heart sank; he could only redden his eyes and swallow down all the grievances he felt. Qingxu Zhenren slowly raised his gaze and asked, "Might I inquire if the young lady is the Saintess of Tianji Palace? Would you be willing to come down for a chat?"
The young woman smiled gently and leaped down gracefully. The cultivators who had been hiding among the crowd immediately knelt on the ground. "We pay our respects to the Saintess!"
Shu's eyes widened in shock. "You’re involved in this too? We have no grievances or enmities with you; what exactly do you want?"
Shen Weixue replied coolly, "Enough noise. Xiao Qing, gag him."
"Understood."
Xiao Qing bowed slightly before walking over to Shu and unhinging his jaw. When she saw that he was still stubbornly whining, she glanced at him with annoyance and pulled out a silencing talisman, sticking it onto his face.
"Now will you behave?"
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