Chapter 335: Chapter 147: Forcing Song Yuan to Death, Cui Chan’s Suicide, and Song Brahman Mirror’s ‘Patricide’..._2

"You said, ever since that night, you’ve been tossing and turning, unable to sleep, even your divine thought felt crushed, but now, looking at you, you’ve trained to the Primordial Pill level in martial arts, how come this habit of turning Buddhist beads for decades is still there."

The silent atmosphere of the great hall.

Ruan Xiuxiu rarely reminisces.

Furthermore...

The old matters weighing on the mind for decades.

Made Cui Chan’s hand stop with a ’swish’.

Inadvertently, his finger bones applied a bit of pressure.

Then ————

With a ’crack’ sound!

Suddenly, one of the sandalwood Buddhist beads on Cui Chan’s wrist cracked, showing lines.

Then they shattered one by one, as if in a chain reaction, making a ’clatter’, and a dozen beads rolled onto the floor, crisply hitting the glazed jade plate inside the hall.

Making Cui Chan let out a bitter laugh, bending down, feigning to pick them up:

"Truly, with age, even strength fails in the hands; these beads I’ve clasped for decades, why today did they shatter accidentally, sigh..."

As he lowered his head to pick up the beads on the ground, he glanced with the corner of his eye at the screens on either side of Ruan Xiuxiu’s main seat:

"Having these Buddhist beads as a habit, otherwise, I would have never let go of the events of that year. I would always dream of the master, and the uncles."

"Perhaps on another day, I’ll go to the Fumo Temple for another string."

"By the way, Junior Sister, today these two screens, why do I always feel something’s amiss..."

Cui Chan squinted slightly, his divine thought slowly circulating, gradually glimpsing a clue from behind the screens...

But just as he was about to speak, Ruan Xiuxiu suddenly said:

"Is it that you can’t let go,"

"Or are there demons in your heart plotting?"

Swish!

Cui Chan’s arm froze.

And at this time,

A young man draped in a profound robe, hands behind his back, calmly walked out from behind the screen.

"You are..."

Cui Chan looked at this young man, although not recognizing the face, somehow felt a familiar aura.

"Brother Cui, don’t you recognize me?"

Jixia smiled slightly, using Primordial Pill magical power to change his appearance, as the face blurred, changed, finally... made Cui Chan’s expression change slowly, after a while, he murmured softly:

"So, the rumor of Black Mountain was true."

"You’ve indeed returned."

Jixia shook his head, suddenly a serious look on his face:

"No, don’t confuse me with those ’Nirvana Corpses’, Brother Cui."

"It’s been decades."

"Do you really think that what you did was flawless back then?"

Cui Chan’s breathing grew heavy:

"Junior Brother Song, you... what on earth are you talking about?"

He wore a light gray round-collared robe, not the white garment of Yunluan, these decades gone by, it seemed the confident age had passed.

At this moment, holding those dozen Buddhist beads in his palm, as if more cracks appeared.

"Brother, back then... did you ever have affection for ’Senior Sister Song’?" Staring at Cui Chan’s gaunt figure, Jixia suddenly laughed.

Making Cui Chan fall silent for a time.

"Logically, she unleashed chaos back then, causing havoc across Yunluan Mountain, shouldn’t you have been indignant, hating to kill her quickly?"

"But Brother Cui, why is it you’ve never expressed hatred for her from beginning to end?"

"Clearly three Elders died in Yunluan Mountain!"

Jixia, step by step, like a nightmare, walked towards Cui Chan in his eyes, his figure growing larger.

Clearly...

He was the one who had achieved the third level of Primordial Pill, reaching the Celestial Human Realm, able to summon the Celestial Human Domain to suppress the whole scene, yet... he was made breathless with just a few words from Jixia.

Grabbing his chest, Cui Chan’s forehead gradually broke out in fine sweat, he could have categorically denied, staunchly, or rebuked Song Brahman Mirror.

But...

He simply couldn’t.

Why couldn’t he?

Because,

When he heard those words ’Elder buried in Yunluan’.

Cui Chan’s face turned pale, as if his soul was pierced, the whole person suddenly stunned, as if his life’s biggest secret was bloodily... cracked open by someone.

Now, unknowingly.

Jixia had already walked up to him, just a step away, speaking in a gradually indifferent tone:

"Brother Cui."

"I know who you met in ’Black Mountain City’ back then."

"And that night in the ’Demon-locking Forest’, coincidentally, I myself was present."

"By doing this, are you worthy of ’Sword Observation Elder’, ’Mundane Elder’, and..."

"Your own teacher, the Demon-Locking Elder?"

Crack! 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Like thunderclaps, striking Cui Chan at the top of his head, at that moment, hearing Jixia’s words, he staggered several steps back, caught off guard:

"I...!"

Before the words were spoken.

Once again hearing Jixia calmly speak:

"By the way, Brother."

"Do you know, today at Yunluan Mountain, who else came?"

Unconsciously glancing at Jixia.

And at this moment ————

The temperature suddenly dropped, freezing cold.

He first squinted, seeing in Ruan Xiuxiu’s eyes a hint of disappointment, seemingly confirming something.

Then involuntarily turned his neck, looking towards outside the ’Sword Master Hall’.

All to see!

On Yunluan Platform, as far as the eye could see!

Suddenly a woman wielding an Ice Sword with five fingers, in palace skirt and snowy hair, bare feet stepped upon airwaves came, and then...!

Forcefully startled the former Sword Master ’Song Yuan’, who was quietly recuperating in the Underground Palace!

Making Cui Chan’s eyes constrict, involuntarily looking towards the main seat’s Ruan Xiuxiu:

"Sword Master, how can you bring her into the mountain, are you not afraid she, with hatred, will level the entire Yunluan Mountain one by one!!"