What good does it do you to know he's alive?

A sigh echoed between heaven and earth.

An aged hand reached out from the void.

"Today was the fault of my Mount Sumeru; take these items as an apology."

Radiant light emerged from the aged hand and scattered before Wen Rushui.

Simultaneously, a kingdom manifested within the palm.

It absorbed everyone from Mount Sumeru into it.

The withered hand shattered the void and vanished.

Wen Rushui returned to the Tianyan Holy Land.

She had spent this entire month rushing about Hidden City in Yuan Prefecture.

She hadn't seen Destiny.

It seemed her guess was wrong.

He really was dead.

How could a dead person possibly be resurrected?

But her intuition told her...

...that he might still be alive.

Wen Rushui sighed.

A sharp glint flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Perhaps she could use that method to test if he was still alive.

Chu Xinghe had already left the vicinity of the Tianyan Holy Land.

He could tell just now that Wen Rushui had rushed here from thousands of miles away.

Strange, what could this woman be up to?

That Lin Wentian wasn't coming out either.

He had no opportunity while inside the Tianyan Holy Land.

That Wen Rushui was no pushover.

Chu Xinghe had always felt this woman was terrifying.

He decided to look for the divine beast egg first.

Chu Xinghe suddenly thought of a problem.

He had appeared in Yang Prefecture before.

Later, he had also appeared in Tai.

The first time, he had allowed someone to save Gongsun Wuji right before his eyes.

Now, he had personally saved Lin Wentian right in front of him.

However, Gongsun Wuji had run out on his own initiative.

And was burned to death by him.

Now Lin Wentian also knew that the Tianyan Holy Land could protect him, so he likely wouldn't come out voluntarily.

Wen Rushui had rushed here from outside; could she have been to Hidden City in Yuan Prefecture?

After Chu Xinghe thought of this, his heart involuntarily began to beat faster.

Could it be that Wen Rushui had also guessed that he was still alive?

Chu Xinghe couldn't be sure of this.

Thinking of this, Chu Xinghe's footsteps toward Hidden City stopped once more.

It seemed he needed to set that plan in motion.

Otherwise, it would be easy to expose himself.

Next, he needed to investigate some information.

According to his previous personality, Lin Wentian also had to die.

Taking advantage of the conflict between Mount Sumeru and the Tianyan Holy Land...

...he would definitely mingle among them to kill Lin Wentian and Shui Nianji.

After figuring these things out...

...a coldness seeped from the depths of Chu Xinghe's eyes.

Wen Rushui, what exactly do you want to do?

Over the next few days...

...Chu Xinghe stayed around the Tianyan Holy Land, listening for scattered news.

He changed locations from time to time, altering his appearance each time.

Finally, he managed to detect a few clues.

Many people, intentionally or unintentionally...

...were asking if anyone had been inquiring about the situation inside the Tianyan Holy Land.

This caused Chu Xinghe's heart to sink.

Even Zhongli Qingmeng thought he was dead.

But this Wen Rushui still didn't believe he was dead.

Fortunately, he had foresight.

Having understood some of the matters involved...

...if Lin Wentian and Shui Nianji were to die now...

...she would definitely suspect him.

It would also confirm that he was still alive.

She might even suspect he was in Hidden City, Yuan Prefecture.

Wen Rushui had also set up measures.

Things had become rather troublesome.

This woman was too clever.

Chu Xinghe had felt before that no secrets could be kept from her eyes.

If he went over there and she discovered he was still alive...

...there was no telling how she might scheme against him.

A man who had died once had finally managed to change his identity...

...to have everything he had now.

A person who had already died once could not die again.

But as long as Lin Wentian lived, he would always be a hidden danger.

Chu Xinghe suddenly thought of a person: Jian Qiankun.

Could he use him to make some moves?

He thought for a moment, then shook his head.

Today, Wen Rushui had displayed unparalleled strength.

Just as Chu Xinghe was trying to find a way...

...he looked up at the distant void.

A rift appeared in the void.

A figure vanished into it.

Chu Xinghe was very familiar with that person.

Zhongli Qingmeng.

A glint appeared in Chu Xinghe's eyes.

Perhaps this time, Zhongli Qingmeng could invisibly do him a great favor... Inside the Tianyan Great Hall.

Zhongli Qingmeng looked at Wen Rushui.

"You are here to kill Lin Wentian."

Zhongli Qingmeng didn't stand on ceremony and found a seat to sit down.

"You know my intention."

"You cannot kill him; he is still useful," Wen Rushui said calmly.

"I must kill him. Even if you reveal that I have the Heaven-Devouring Demonic Body, I will still do it."

Wen Rushui raised her eyes.

Looking at Zhongli Qingmeng, her emotions underwent some changes.

The Zhongli Qingmeng before her seemed to be covered in a layer of mist, making her somewhat difficult to see through.

Since Chu Xinghe helped Zhongli Qingmeng kill Bai Wuchen...

...not much time had passed.

Yet she already found it hard to see Zhongli Qingmeng clearly.

She had become wiser and more cautious.

Like a venomous snake hidden in the shadows, ready to deliver a fatal strike at any moment.

"I won't use this to threaten you. If I wanted to do that, I could have done it in the Ancient Era, and then you wouldn't even exist."

Zhongli Qingmeng understood Wen Rushui's meaning.

In the Ancient Era, if Wen Rushui had spoken about her mother's affairs...

...then she naturally wouldn't have been born.

There was no gratitude in Zhongli Qingmeng's eyes.

Only mockery and coldness.

"Originally, I thought your schemes in this life were for becoming an Emperor, but later I thought something was off."

"You've changed. Whether it's saving Gongsun Wuji or Shui Nianji, you are trying to confirm one thing: that he is still alive."

A ripple appeared in Wen Rushui's eyes.

Zhongli Qingmeng suddenly laughed.

The smile looked somewhat cold and thin.

"Even if you know he's alive, so what? What can you do for him?"

Wen Rushui did not speak.

"When he was alive, you couldn't fulfill your responsibility as a Master, watching helplessly as others drove him to his death."

"Or are you saying you'll use Jiang Wanyin, formed from your dao body, to be buried with him?"

Wen Rushui's expression shifted as she stared blankly at Zhongli Qingmeng.

"The Heavens Secret Pavilion told you this?"

Zhongli Qingmeng sneered.

"I don't know what you're plotting, and I don't want to know, but the Legacy that Lin Wentian accepted points directly to me."

"You can't be unaware of how that Old Ancestor of the Sword God Sect fell in the Ancient Era, yet you are still saving him now. What do you want to do?"

"Wen Rushui, do you truly have no regard for our Zhongli Family?"

Wen Rushui pursed her lips.

"Since you switched from the Dao of Emotion to the Dao of Emotionlessness, why have you become so sentimental now?"

"What exactly do you want?"

Wen Rushui regained her composure.

"My Dao has nothing to do with you."

"You may take Lin Wentian away."

Hearing this, the disdain in Zhongli Qingmeng's eyes grew even stronger.

"Do you think our Zhongli Family has already resurrected him?"

"Let me tell you something: in the Secret Realm, the immortal demon zither self-immolated."

After Zhongli Qingmeng finished speaking...

...Wen Rushui raised her teacup, covering her face as she took a sip.

When she set down the teacup, her attitude had returned to indifference.

"His affairs have nothing to do with me."

Zhongli Qingmeng stood up.

"I truly look down on you for this. None of this would have happened; your overconfidence and reserve will kill you sooner or later."

"My mother was right about one thing: to this day, you still haven't found your own path."

Zhongli Qingmeng turned and left.

Leading her people, she found Lin Wentian's residence.

The moment Lin Wentian saw Zhongli Qingmeng...

...without a word, he crushed a jade talisman.

Zhongli Qingmeng did not stop him.

Shadow One appeared behind her.

"Young Miss, why didn't you let me stop him?"

Zhongli Qingmeng shook her head.

"I also want to know if he is still alive."

"Whether he is truly him."