After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 626 Long Live the Emperor

Countless reincarnations, countless hours I've spent chasing after my senior sister. As the setting sun once again blankets Qiming Mountain, as I stumble up the rugged mountain path leading to her, I look up sadly at the girl radiant in the sunset.

—I know this is the last time.

The last time I saw her.

The last time she called me, "Junior Brother."

Everything seemed to have returned to the scene of the first life. She had become her master's disciple again, and I could once again be the one by her side. Her gaze finally fell wholeheartedly on me once more.

There was no Xuan Ling, no Jiang Huaizhou, no so many junior brothers and sisters, and countless outsiders.

I'm the only one.

"Senior sister, you said that we would meet again when the Spirit Sea Flowers bloom all over the mountain cliffs."

"So this time, you weren't lying to me."

A fallen Spirit Sea Flower landed in my palm. I rested my head on my senior sister's lap, lost in thought and murmuring to myself.

"What are you saying, junior brother?"

I forced a smile and said, "It's nothing, senior sister."

it's nothing.

This time, I didn't leave my senior sister. Instead, I greedily stayed with her for a very, very long time. No, I wished she could stay with me for a very, very long time.

I watched her filled with resentment, unable to extricate herself, and silently stayed by her side. Whenever she needed me, I was willing to be her executioner, killing all those who had wronged her, my hands covered in blood, I didn't care.

But I know my senior sister wouldn't do that.

If she truly wanted revenge, she would choose to do it herself.

I watched as she became obsessed, her path crumbled, her heart lost, unable even to hold her most beloved sword. I thought of many ways, and finally remembered the mortal bamboo, which was not bound by spiritual power in the mortal realm. I whittled it into sharp bamboo swords and gave them to my senior sister.

The sword tip brushed against her fingertips; her senior sister would rediscover the true meaning of swordsmanship.

My senior sister is a sword fanatic. She loves this sword more than anything else in the world.

As I watched her make more and more friends, as I watched her grieve for them, feel sad for them, and laugh for them, I felt an indescribable bittersweet feeling, yet also a sense of comfort.

so good.

Without my senior sister, life has lost all meaning.

Even without me, my senior sister still has many, many people and many, many things. She can still be bright and unrestrained, living a wonderful and legendary life.

This is the senior sister I wanted to see.

This is how I envision my senior sister.

In the city of Shanhai, under the bright lights of the night, I released the Linghai Flower Lantern and knelt in devout reverence.

I begged.

Heavens, grant me a little bit of luck, just a little bit, so that I can change my senior sister's inevitable tragic fate, send her to the heavens, to become an immortal, to attain enlightenment, to do everything she wants, and for her to have everything go smoothly and be free from worries year after year.

If misfortune in this world must ultimately be borne by one person, then let me bear it. Whether I become evil or holy, I am willing to do it for her.

Under the bright lamplight, my senior sister asked me, "Do you believe in fate?"

How could I believe that?

Senior sister, how can you expect me to believe in your destiny, your fate, and your ending?

The demons have risen again, and calamity is upon us once more. Despite my deep reluctance, I must make my final decision.

I have to go, senior sister.

All greed, all reluctance, all longing must end at this moment.

I'm sorry, senior sister.

I am sorry.

Forgive my selfishness, I shouldn't have come to see you, disturbed you, and made you sad because I was destined to perish.

The sect leader is right. I am your calamity.

When I pierced Hu Yuheng's heart with my sword, I never expected that my senior sister would see it. I always foolishly thought that she would only see the glorious side of me, a disciple of the Immortal Sect, instead of me like this, a hellish demon with my hands covered in blood.

But even this tiny glimmer of hope was extinguished by fate.

My senior sister questioned me, asking if I knew what I was doing!

The heartache and sorrow in her eyes, all of which I belatedly realized, overwhelmed me like a tidal wave.

Never before have I felt such profound regret. I couldn't help but wonder again and again, if my senior sister didn't know me, if she didn't know who I was, if she had never met me, would she not be so heartbroken?

But there is no if.

I, who least wanted to hurt her, became the one who hurt her the most.

Thankfully, thankfully, there's still a chance to make amends.

When I was taken away by the disciples of the Discipline Hall, I did not resist in the slightest.

This is my destiny, the ending I chose.

I deserve to die in this water-filled cage.

When my senior sister emerged from the darkness, her snow-white dress stopping in front of me, I couldn't help but tear up.

"I'll take you away."

In an instant, time seemed to reverse for me, and I returned to that night, to the bright moonlight, where a deity looked upon me with pity, came to me, and saved me into the light.

I was seized by a greedy thought that I absolutely could not have again.

Once again, trembling, I grasped those hands.

Those few months in the mortal realm were the happiest and most joyful days of my long cycle of reincarnation.

There, there were no immortal sects, no fellow disciples, no demons, no impending calamity, only her and me. My senior sister's gaze finally fell entirely on me.

enough.

Really.

When my senior sister said she wanted to marry me, my first reaction wasn't wildly happy, but rather overwhelming sadness, a sadness that almost suffocated me.

I want to question God: Why? Why did my senior sister have to suffer this fate? Why did I have to suffer this fate? Why do we have to suffer such a powerless fate?

"Senior sister, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

If I were stronger, if I could defy the will of Heaven, would there be less sorrow between us?

The senior sister wore a fiery red wedding dress, like the cool moonlight draped in a layer of bright and passionate rosy light, making her indescribably beautiful.

As she walked toward me, it was as if the hope of the whole world had come to me.

Unfortunately, I was ultimately unable to grasp that light.

"A walking corpse like this won't live long." It turns out that Immortal Venerable Qingzhi had seen through me long ago.

Yes, the moment I sacrificed my soul to the Returning Gate and became its spirit, this body of mine was nothing more than a soulless walking corpse.

From the moment I decided to change my senior sister's fate, I had already decided to offer myself as the third sacrifice to exchange my life.

Senior sister, do you know that every time you stare into my eyes, lost in the vastness of the starry sky, and jokingly say that my eyes are so beautiful, I want to tell you that all I see is you?

It's real, it's really you.

Through countless cycles of reincarnation and the relentless passage of time, I too will be swept away by the currents of time, forgetting your name, your voice, your face.

I do not want!

So, I captured your destiny within my eyes.

Those stars that shone with your destiny were so beautiful, and so painful, so painful that I screamed in agony, yet I refused to give up.

Shi Yunyu said I was crazy. He asked me sadly, "Is it worth it? Maybe the person I'm giving everything for isn't worth it at all?"

I said, it's worth it.

Because she is the girl I love most.

The wedding dress burned like fire, consumed entirely.

I could only watch as the sect leader took my senior sister away.

I can only remain in the distant past, watching her move towards the future.

Senior sister, I so wish you could remember me, remember your little junior brother who always followed behind you, remember his eyes looking at you with a thousand words unspoken.

Senior sister, I only hope, I only hope, that you can forget me, and live a long and carefree life for thousands of years.