50: Chapter 50 After I die, who cares if the world is flooded?

Supreme Elder Su Chenyuan raised his eyes.

"Sect Head, do you know what you are saying?"

"I know." Sect Leader Qin Tianxing's voice suddenly turned hoarse, "Su Chenyuan, I know! But what do you want me to do? Not hand it over? Let these children go into the coffin with me?"

He turned his head and glanced at the young Disciples behind him who were still trembling.

"The Cultivation Technique can be handed over, but as for the person... Wei Feisen has been looking for her for so many years; he certainly doesn't want to kill her. Call her here first and ask clearly what exactly is going on between her and Wei Feisen."

Supreme Elder Su Chenyuan narrowed his eyes.

He was about to open his mouth to say something more.

"Master."

A cold, clear female voice came from afar.

"I am here."

Everyone turned around at the same time.

At the end of the stone steps, a figure was walking slowly.

Her white clothes were like snow, her long hair unbound, fluttering loudly in the mountain wind. Her right hand gripped an unsheathed long sword, and True Qi overflowed from her body, creating tangible waves of Qi that cracked the stone slabs beneath her feet.

With every step she took, the stone slab beneath her feet cracked open.

It was not intentional, but rather because her True Qi could not yet be fully contained; anyone who had just achieved a Breakthrough to Great Grandmaster had to go through this stage.

But the words "just achieved a Breakthrough" landed in everyone's ears, hotter than the flame of the incense outside.

"Senior... Senior Sister?" A Disciple was stunned, "She had a Breakthrough?!"

"Great Grandmaster?! How long has it been?!"

"Three years! She was only at the Grandmaster Late Stage three years ago, and now she is already a Great Grandmaster?!"

Whispers exploded, but were quickly suppressed by your next sentence.

"This matter," you walked in front of everyone, stopped, and looked past everyone at the figure standing with hands behind his back outside the mountain gate, "let me handle it."

"This is a matter between him, Wei Feisen, and me."

Sect Leader Qin Tianxing opened his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbed, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

He looked at the True Qi still overflowing from the young woman's body, and only one thought remained in his heart.

Heaven envies our Cangyun Sect; give her another fifty years, no, thirty years... it is not impossible for the Cangyun Sect to produce another Earthly Immortal.

But now, there is no time left.

Outside the mountain gate.

Wei Feisen put down his teacup.

He saw you.

Separated by a distance of a hundred paces, through the human wall formed by hundreds of Cangyun Sect Disciples, he saw you at a glance.

White clothes, a long sword, and that face.

His pupils constricted slightly, and then—he smiled.

This smile did not look like a conqueror whose troops were at the city gates, but rather like a collector who had recovered a lost treasure.

"Wanwan."

His voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

"You have lost weight."

You did not look at him.

You were looking at the Black-robed man behind him.

The black robe covered his entire body, not even his fingers were exposed. He stood three steps behind and to the left of Wei Feisen, like a piece of dead wood. From start to finish, this person had not said a word, made no movement, and one could not even perceive his aura—it was as if that position were empty.

But you knew.

This Black-robed man was Wei Feisen's true foundation.

You withdrew your gaze and looked at Wei Feisen.

The two of you stared at each other from a hundred paces away.

There was something very complex in Wei Feisen's eyes: possession, joy, scrutiny.

And in your eyes, there was only one thing.

Killing intent.

So thick that it was almost overflowing from your pupils.

Fortunately, there was Steadfast Heart.

You recited it silently in your heart, not out of emotion, but out of gratitude. If not for this trait, you could not have completed the final image of the Taixu Visualization Method in just over a year, and you could not have refined Protective Aura into liquid True Qi at the last moment. A Breakthrough to Great Grandmaster requires not only talent, but also a heart that remains unshaken under extreme pressure.

And the power of a Great Grandmaster is far stronger than that of a Grandmaster Peak.

After True Qi liquefies, the density of every thread of power is several times that of Protective Aura. A palm strike from a Grandmaster Peak is a storm, while a palm strike from a Great Grandmaster is a flood. The difference between the two is not just quantity, but a crushing difference in quality. If you were to fight Wei Feisen, who is at the Great Grandmaster Middle Stage, as a Grandmaster Peak, that would be suicide. But as a Great Grandmaster Early Stage... there might be a chance to fight.

You drew your sword.

Hum—

The sound of the sword leaving its sheath echoed through the mountain gate, clear and piercing.

You pointed the tip of your sword at Wei Feisen.

"Come, Wei Feisen."

"Our grievances will be settled today."

Wei Feisen did not move.

He looked at the sword in your hand, watched it for three breaths, and then raised his hand to point behind him.

"Wanwan, do you see the people behind me?"

His tone was very casual, as if chatting about something trivial.

"Two Great Grandmasters at the Late Stage, four Great Grandmasters at the Early Stage, twelve Grandmasters. And him..." He tilted his head, gesturing to the Black-robed man, "You should be able to feel that he is not a Great Grandmaster."

"I can flatten the Cangyun Sect within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, even shaving off the mountain Peaks; why would I need to duel with you?"

He took a step forward.

"Put down the sword and come to my side, be obedient, otherwise the entire Cangyun Sect will be destroyed because of your willfulness."

He paused, as if suddenly remembering something.

"By the way, your mother has been talking about you these past few days, saying she misses you very much. Her health is not very good, and she needs someone to take care of her."

When you heard the words "your mother," your hand gripping the sword tightened for a moment.

But it was only for a moment.

Having experienced two simulations and over forty years of memory accumulation, you understood Wei Feisen's methods all too well.

You sneered.

Then you did something that no one expected.

You withdrew your sword and held it horizontally against your own neck.

The blade pressed against your skin, and the cold sensation made the hairs on the back of your neck stand up.

Both inside and outside the mountain gate, it went silent at the same time.

Wei Feisen's smile froze on his face.

He stood up abruptly, the teacup slipping from his hand and shattering on the stone steps.

"Lin Shuangwan!"

"Do you know what you are doing?!"

Behind you, Supreme Elder Su Chenyuan's voice rang out at the same time: "Senior Sister Lin Shuang—"

Sect Leader Qin Tianxing stepped forward: "Do not be rash!"

Several Disciples who had a good relationship with you also spoke in unison: "Senior Sister! Put down the sword!"

The other Disciples were completely bewildered. Didn't Senior Sister say she was going to fight Wei Feisen? Why, before the sword was even unsheathed, did she hold it to her own neck?

You ignored everyone.

You only looked at Wei Feisen.

"Tell everyone behind you to back off and fight me one-on-one."

Your voice was calm, so calm that it didn't sound like someone holding a sword to their own neck.

"If you win, I will go with you."

"Otherwise..."

You applied a little pressure, the blade cutting into your skin. A line of blood seeped from your fair neck, running down your collarbone and staining your white collar red.

"I will die here."

Wei Feisen's pupils constricted sharply.

He took two steps forward, then stopped abruptly.

His expression changed four times within three breaths: fury, fear, mania, and finally settled into a twisted madness.

"If you dare to die..." His voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, word by word, "I will make everyone behind you be buried with you. The entire Cangyun Sect, plus your mother, plus everyone who has ever spoken to you, not a single one will live."

You sneered.

"After I die, let the flood come."