Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 28 - 28 28 Breaking the Sword

28: Chapter 28: Breaking the Sword 28: Chapter 28: Breaking the Sword Baili An nodded slightly, his mood slightly complex, “Because her heart for revenge was not that firm, that’s why she became lost.”

Yin Baishuang said, “The mountains and seas lie just beyond Kongcang Mountain.

Demons are at the very end of the sea, so there’s no need to know who your enemies are.”

“If you wish to take revenge, then pick up the sword in your hand, cross the ocean to the other side, and with their fresh blood, turn the seawater red.

Because the so-called enemies will surely be among ‘them,’ and by continuously killing, the path to revenge will always be completed unknowingly.”

“Aren’t you afraid of mistakenly killing the innocent this way, Miss Yin?” Baili An asked.

There was only indifference in Yin Baishuang’s brow, and because of this indifference, she exuded a sense of heartlessness.

She said, “The Great Dao is ruthless, and every day in the Mortal World, innocent people are killed.

I only seek to follow my heart, even if the souls under my sword are innocent, I fear no karmic retribution.”

Because the karma she sought had long been severed to the point where nothing was left.

Her gaze shifted slightly, watching the thatched hut amidst the mountains consumed by raging flames.

It was likely that the young girl, determined to completely sever her worldly ties, had burned down her home of many years to the ground.

In her dark eyes, the intense firelight reflected deeply, and she slowly said, “Therefore, she and I are not the same kind of people.

Following me, she won’t live long…”

Baili An looked at her, giving a slight smile, and said, “You’re a good person.”

“I think so too.” With an abrupt change of tone, Yin Baishuang seriously looked at the agile spiritual deer behind him and sincerely said, “Your deer is quite good, fitting to follow a good person.

So, could you give it to me?”

Baili An suddenly felt a bit tired, and he said with a wry smile, “I really can’t do that.”

“Tsk, how boring.” Yin Baishuang waved her hand impatiently.

Baili An raised his head to check the sky, which had turned a murky gray at some point.

Dawn was about to break.

“The sky is about to lighten, Miss Yin, with this we part ways.”

For a corpse demon, dawn was the best time for a farewell.

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…

A light rain fell in the forest, trees swaying gently.

It seemed as if all that remained between heaven and earth was a solitary figure in red.

She didn’t hurry to depart on her sword, instead violently kicking an ancient tree.

Such a towering tree was effortlessly uprooted by her kick.

As twisted roots cracked, moist earth flew through the air.

“How long do you plan to hide?”

A youth dressed in black leaped out of the mud beneath the tree, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

He leaped several steps away, creating a large distance between them, crossed his arms over his chest with a wary and fearful look at the woman in front of him.

Yin Baishuang folded her arms, looking at him as if he were a performing clown, and said, “Rather than diligently cultivating on Bai Tuo Mountain, you chose to stalk a young corpse demon on Kongcang Mountain.

Is watching the entertainment that much fun?”

Jin Sheng gradually retreated, the innate fierceness in his brows forced to carefully recede in her presence, making him appear as docile as a baby.

He nervously chuckled twice and said, “I owe that little corpse demon a life.

He just emerged from his coffin, weak in strength.

If I weren’t protecting him in secret, who knows if some Taoist or monk would have snatched him away by now.”

Yin Baishuang nodded slightly, “For you to owe a small corpse demon a life, you really are getting less capable by the day.

It’s no wonder your brothers and sisters have each ascended realms by transcending tribulations, leaving only you whose cultivation has deteriorated.

It seems you’re truly living up to that ‘undeserved’ title of yours.”

Jin Sheng’s face twitched harshly.

The words that came from this woman were like knives, aimed to stab at your hurt, fragile heart and not stop until blood was drawn.

But what could he do?

He was unable to defeat her in a fight.

And he didn’t dare to curse her.

All he could do was to explain with a forced smile, “I’m also really trying to break through, aren’t I?

I heard recently that the Demon Cave was wide open, the Corpse Ancestor Jiang Chen awoke from his deathly slumber, revered by thousands of ghosts in his coffin.

Naturally, the Demon Cave is deeply suffused with demonic energy and spite, the perfect place for me to break through.

Who would have thought that during the crucial moment of transcending the tribulation, my mind would be disturbed by a bunch of brats, resulting in this miserable state?”

He had no choice.

Among his siblings, he was the last ranked, and the least talented.

Over the past century, all of them had prospects of transcending realms.

Until last month, all his brothers and sisters touched that door on the same day, successively breaking through their realms.

Except for him, still looking up to that unreachable height, not willing to give up.

Gritting his teeth, he secretly left the mountain—without telling anyone—and sneaked into the Demon Cave to find a place suffused with malignant energy to sacrifice his sword and break through.

A look of schadenfreude crossed Yin Baishuang’s face as she mocked, “Now that you’re in a sorry state, having fallen in your realm, the first thing you should do is return to Bai Tuo Mountain to see your Sect Master to heal your sword and mind, to stabilize your realm cultivation.

Instead of wasting time here, tracking a young corpse demon.

Although you usually seem brainless, you’re actually extremely cautious with important matters.

For something as serious as breaking through in seclusion, you managed to stumble because of some youngsters; do you dare to say you didn’t notice something off?”

Her voice was very pleasant, but the words she spoke were like salty blades, painfully heartbreaking.

Jin Sheng, his face bitter, said, “I’m not an idiot, of course, I suspected there were underhanded tactics at play in this matter.

Someone wants to break my sword and plot against me, and there’s a high chance that person is from the Demon Sect.

That’s why I haven’t openly protected that little corpse demon, isn’t it?

Otherwise, placing him in a dangerous situation would not be repaying a favor, but rather entrapping him.”

He did not wish to return to Bai Tuo Mountain, not wanting to go back with defeat written all over his face.

Moreover, he knew well that since someone wanted to plot against him, they would have already set numerous deadly traps along the few essential routes back to his Sect.

To go back now would be no different from seeking death.

Unless…

Jin Sheng’s gaze fell on the woman in red opposite him.

If she could protect him along the way, he wouldn’t need to worry about that hidden intent to kill that was after his life.

However, hearing all this, Yin Baishuang just responded with a light “Oh,” as the Bai Zhi sword spontaneously unsheathed itself, hovering in the air before her.

She leapt onto the sword and said very seriously to Jin Sheng, “Then you can just wait here slowly.

I’m not accompanying you any longer.

If there comes a day when you’re caught and someone has their eyes on killing you, remember to leave some dying words.

If they’re useful, I’ll consider it and help you kill a few more Demon Sect disciples.”

Jin Sheng’s eyes widened in disbelief and said, “The Three Sects should aid each other as branches of the same tree.

Now that the Demon Sect’s wicked schemes have targeted me, intending to break my sword, Miss, do you really plan to just watch me die to Netherworld?

My death would be a great loss to the living!”

Yin Baishuang looked puzzled as she said, “Let the Three Sects be with their own air and their own branches.

What does your death have to do with me?

If a sword breaks, it’s easy to say, just find another.

If you’re so useless, then stop clinging to that title; it’s rather wasteful.”

Her expression practically added, if you’re going to die, die far away from me; I won’t be there to collect your corpse.