allonlinenovel Chapter 545 This is what she owes me
Chapter 545 This is what she owes me
"For the sake of the Tianqian Sect, for the sake of all living beings, Qingzhi, stop being willful. Go find Junior Sister Jiang and have her break your tribulation. You can't be harmed, you know that! Do you really want all her efforts to go to waste?"
"Don't let her down."
Qingzhi, lying on the stone bed, turned whiter and whiter, her eyes, which seemed to hold a thousand rays of light, closed slightly, her heart filled with panic.
Dressed in white, disheveled, and covered in frost.
Jiang Yueming rarely saw him so tired and vulnerable, and she felt bad for him, but she really didn't know how to comfort him.
He's just needlessly torturing himself if he doesn't break free from his predicament.
Is it true that people who claim to be emotionally detached become even more passionate once they get involved in love?
"Qingzhi..."
"She owes me this."
Jiang Yueming was taken aback and didn't immediately understand what he meant: "What?"
Qingzhi opened his eyes and stared silently into Jiang Yueming's eyes. His voice was very calm, so calm that there was not a trace of emotion in it, but the words he spoke sent chills down one's spine.
"This is what she owes me. Without my consent, she erased my memories, sealed my feelings, and broke our vow to live and die together. She wants me to take on the responsibility of the sect and live well, but why should I let her have her way?"
"She lied to me, I hate her, I don't want to hear a single word she says!"
When Jiang Yueming was pulled out of the forbidden area by Jiang Xun, he hadn't recovered from Qingzhi's shocking response. It wasn't until they were almost out of the back mountain that he remembered to ask Jiang Xun, "Has he gone mad?"
Listen to him, is he even speaking human language?
Junior Sister Zhong was so good to him, and she even sacrificed her life for the sake of the world. To keep him from being heartbroken, she sealed his memories. Could you find such a good person in the world? Not only did he not appreciate it, but he even hated her?!
Should he go back and beat him up to avenge Junior Sister Zhong?
Jiang Xun rolled his eyes at him: "I told you you're a broken rock, and you didn't believe me. Only Wan Yin is kind-hearted enough to be your apprentice."
"Don't you think about it? In the Forbidden Land of Heaven and Earth, why would the sect leader put a stone bed there and lie down on it to sleep all the time? Why would he have to endure the torment of his mind? He is a cultivator at the peak of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, the number one Immortal Sword Master in the world. Does he need to sleep? Or is it that he can't foresee his own tribulation? I don't need to say more about who he will see in his dreams, do I?"
To call it hatred is also to say it's love at its extreme.
Jiang Yueming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.
Therefore, only the individual knows whether love, hate, anger, or infatuation are poison or honey.
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The Grand Tournament of Various Sects is one of the most prestigious events in the cultivation world. Countless powerful families and elites from all sects gather here, along with handsome men and beautiful women. All sorts of strange and wonderful stories are gathered on the Water Jade Square of the Taikun Sect.
Just as dawn was breaking, Jiang Liqian was pulled out of her room by her senior sister. The disciples of the Tianqian Sect gathered together and headed towards the Shuilan Jade Square.
The disciples of other peaks all have peak masters to lead them, but only their peak has no master or leader.
Jiang Liqian suppressed the bitterness in her heart and followed the crowd through the long lily-of-the-valley water corridor, stepping on the floating stones in the water that formed the shape of lotus flowers, and entered the bustling square.
At this time, the sun had just risen, and the square was already packed with people. Everyone greeted each other and exchanged pleasantries. Many of them were old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, or kindred spirits who had long admired each other and wanted to compete and learn from each other.
This grand event in the cultivation world has surprisingly included the Bibo Sect, a small sect that relies on the support of aristocratic families, among those invited. The representatives of the Bibo Sect are Li Chuanlu and Fang Wanning, the most talented members of the sect's younger generation.
Fang Wanning originally did not want to come along. She wanted to use this time to continue to cultivate diligently and consolidate her cultivation. However, when she heard that the Taikun Sect Grand Competition would be held, with sects from all over the country sending disciples, she thought she might run into Jiang Liqian and the others. So she agreed to the sect leader's advice.
Many years ago, after parting ways in Chang Le City, she hadn't seen Jiang Liqian and Shui Lian'er for a long time, so she wanted to take this opportunity to get together with them again, since they were rare friends she had made during a time of crisis.
Fang Wanning hadn't expected so many sects to come. Everyone was lost in the crowd, making it really difficult to find the person they wanted to see.
Just as she was worrying about how to find out if Jiang Liqian and the others had come and where they were, Li Chuanlu suddenly nudged her arm with his elbow and pointed in a direction.
Fang Wanning was puzzled, so she looked in the direction he pointed. She saw a large group of disciples, all of whom were outstanding and intelligent, walking over from the water lotus stone. Each of them had bright eyes and extraordinary aura, and they were clearly elites from a great sect.
Even the breeze stirred by the hem of her clothes seemed to carry the unique favor of heaven and earth.
And among these people, she actually saw the person she had been searching for all along.
Jiang Liqian, and Xu Youan.
The noisy square fell silent for several breaths upon the arrival of these disciples, followed by scrutinizing gazes directed at them from all directions and angles.
"They are disciples of the Tianqian Sect, the strongest sect in the cultivation world. I've heard that even the menial disciples there have extraordinary bones and remarkable spiritual roots. They could easily defeat a group of people in other sects!"
"Disciples selected into the Tianqian Sect are already exceptional individuals. Out of ten thousand, it would be good if even one could make it in. How could they not be strong?"
"My God, are those disciples of the Heavenly Dry Sect? Sure enough, that aura, that cultivation, that figure, that face..."
"Hey, watch your mouth! What are you saying? Be careful they hear you, or they'll slice you in half with a sword!"
"You're just being presumptuous. Why would they deign to come and deal with me? I'd be thrilled if they even saw me..."
"Good heavens, you're hopeless!"
Hearing the sighs of those around her, Fang Wanning felt a surge of shame, embarrassment, and indescribable unease. She subconsciously looked at Li Chuanlu, who was much calmer than her; even upon hearing such a shocking story, his expression remained largely unchanged.
"Senior brother, do you know?"
"I do not know."
"then you……"
Li Chuanlu said, "I knew they must be extraordinary, but I never expected them to be disciples of the Tianqian Sect."
Fang Wanning lowered her head, her voice muffled: "Then what about them and us..."
Li Chuanlu patted her shoulder, a reassuring smile in his eyes: "Don't overthink it. Back then, Li Qian and the others were willing to risk their lives for the people of the city. How could they be the kind of people who fawn over the powerful and look down on their friends?"
“That may be true, but they are disciples of the Tianqian Sect, while we are just a small sect…” Fang Wanning hesitated, and before she could finish speaking, she suddenly heard a joyful and surprised voice from behind her.
"Sister Wan Ning, Li Chuanlu!"