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Spirit Sword Destiny turned to look at him.
Xu Xiaofei said, "He doesn't want to die. Why do you have to force him to die? It seems you are old acquaintances, aren't you?"
Spirit Sword Destiny impatiently replied, "If you don't want him to die, how do you plan to stop me?"
"… I know I am no match for you," Xu Xiaofei said without blinking, "I cannot stop you; I am asking you."
"Ask?"
Spirit Sword Destiny scanned him from top to bottom.
His expression was blank, but his words seemed to hide a needle: "Sitting there with your legs spread wide and casually moving your lips, is this how you ask for something? I see no sincerity in your request."
In fact, Xu Xiaofei could not be blamed for sitting so carelessly; he was severely injured and even sitting was a struggle.
Hearing the voice, Xu Xiaofei indeed moved and tried to stand up.
Unfortunately, his legs were weak, and his knees buckled again, causing him to fall back down.
He hurriedly supported himself with his hands, stubbornly half-kneeling to avoid completely kneeling down. In the suddenly quiet room, his rapid breathing could be heard.
Spirit Sword Destiny silently watched him.
If he insisted on making him kneel to plead, would he comply?
However, unless it involves torture or facing someone he greatly despises, Spirit Sword Destiny has never been interested in humiliating others.
Xu Xiaofei's breathing gradually calmed down.
"I don't know how to plead with you to show sincerity," he asked.
Spirit Sword Destiny pondered for a moment and said, "Give me the most valuable thing on you, and I will let him go."
"Alright," Xu Xiaofei replied readily.
He was not a stingy person; he had many fortuitous encounters and had never lacked magical treasures or elixirs.
As Xu Xiaofei agreed, he instinctively reached for his waist.
Feeling the emptiness at his waist, he was clearly taken aback and said, "My Cosmic Bag has been taken away."
He then turned to Yin Yunshen and said, "Can you return my Cosmic Bag first?"
Just as Yin Yunshen was about to speak, Spirit Sword Destiny interjected, "What you bring back doesn't count; I want what you have on you at this very moment."
"Huh?" Xu Xiaofei looked down and said, "I currently have nothing on me..."
Spirit Sword Destiny knew this was the truth.
If Xu Xiaofei were a woman, she might have worn a few pieces of pearl or jade jewelry, but he was not. Using Divine Consciousness, it could be sensed that right now, the only thing he had on him that could be considered a treasure was the Jade Pendant he wore closely.
This thing, Xu Xiaofei probably wouldn't give it to himself—if he did, he wouldn't accept it.
Xu Xiaofei thought for a moment and couldn't help but say, "You wouldn't want me to... take off this outer robe and give it to you, would you? It's already stained with blood and has a few tears, but the fabric is still quite good."
The blue Daoist Robe he wore was the disciple's uniform issued by the Xiaoyao Sect, much better than the coarse cloth clothes he wore before joining the sect.
He also knew that this thought was somewhat self-indulgent, and he felt a bit embarrassed.
Spirit Sword Destiny said, "What do I need a torn piece of clothing for? Am I supposed to set up a grave for you after you die?"
Looking at Xu Xiaofei's confused expression, he suddenly smiled slightly: "The most precious thing on you is your life, isn't it?"
"What?" Xu Xiaofei was completely taken aback that what he wanted was this.
He then continued, "That's all there is to it, right? I know you have always been very reasonable."
"Exchanging one life for another is quite fair; where is the lack of reason in that?"
"But you," Xu Xiaofei said, "if you really wanted to kill me, you could have done so long ago. In Fan Family Village, in the cave, even now, you could kill me with just a flick of your finger."
He looked up at Spirit Sword Destiny, doubt surfacing in his eyes again: "Why do you keep testing me like this? Are you... are you..."
Having seen the projection of that Residual Soul, he had already believed that Lin Mo was truly dead.
But at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. He still hadn't seen what Spirit Sword Destiny truly looked like.
The person in front of him exuded an aura that always reminded him of Lin Mo.
“……”
Spirit Sword Destiny captured the changes in his expression.
If I could really kill you, I would have done it long ago, he thought to himself.
In the early stages of the game, Xu Xiaofei was still the favored child of destiny, and no matter what, he couldn't die.
Before he arrived, he had already seen people from Xiaoyao Sect searching nearby. Spirit Sword Destiny led them in another direction to avoid any interruptions while discussing matters in the Secret Lair.
“Enough, everyone stop.”
As the two silently stared at each other, Yin Yunshen, who was lying nearby, suddenly spoke up. He smiled and said, “Because I… want to die again.”
Xu Xiaofei's eyes widened in shock as he gasped.
He watched helplessly as Yin Yunshen picked up the short sword that had fallen beside him, flipped his wrist, and plunged it into his Dantian.
Once the Dantian was shattered, even a divine healer couldn't save him.
“Why?” he asked in astonishment.
No one in this world cared about his life or death, so he had to live for himself no matter what.
Why is someone pleading for him, yet he chooses to take his own life?
Xu Xiaofei does not understand—he truly does not understand!
Yin Yunshen, blood spilling from his mouth, his autumn-like eyes gradually dimming, still smiled and said, "No need to be surprised, I... I have always been a capricious person."
He looked at Xu Xiaofei and said, "Thank you for pleading for me. It turns out there is still someone in this world who cares for my life... But I know you are doing this because you still feel sympathy for me, pity for me. After a while, when you see me continue to capture people for their essence, you will be outraged by their plight. From their suffering, you will remember how I once captured you, and recall the dangers and predicaments you face here. As long as I am alive, I am destined to harm others; all of this is bound to happen... You have a kind heart and do not wish to see me die, but it won’t be long before even if you do not wish for my death, you will absolutely not want me to live any longer."
"If I die now, you will never change your mind about pleading for me. This way, until the moment I die, there will still be someone in this world who cares for me."
His expression was gentle and serene.
Death no longer seemed terrifying to him; it felt like an old friend beckoning him, and he was about to walk over, take the old friend's hand, and leave together.
He softly said, "Young Master Xu, I can see that there is someone else in your heart. It’s a pity I did not meet you earlier..."
Would things have turned out differently if they had met sooner?
Xu Xiaofei was completely stunned.
He watched as Yin Yunshen suddenly exerted all his strength to pull out the Peach Blossom Sword that had pierced through his abdomen.
"The hilt of this sword is the key; it can... open the nanmu box at the head of the bed. You are highly skilled in swordsmanship; there is a Sword Manual inside the box. Take it with you... Is that okay?" Yin Yunshen asked.
The last sentence was directed at Spirit Sword Destiny.
The Sword Manual was a gift from Absolute Cult Leader Shen Jinglan to him.
Spirit Sword Destiny said, "It's fine."
That was an old item from the Cult Leader many years ago. Over the years, the Cult Leader had made significant breakthroughs, making the contents of the Sword Manual seem somewhat shallow. It did not hinder Xu Xiaofei from obtaining it.
However, that was still the Cult Leader's handwriting. Spirit Sword Destiny really wanted it in his heart, but he was not going to compete with Xu Xiaofei for it.
"Young Master Xu," Yin Yunshen said, "if you are willing to accept it... just nod your head... let me rest in peace..."
He saw Xu Xiaofei nodding and slowly closed his eyes.
He seemed very tired, very tired indeed.
Once those eyes that once captivated souls closed, they would never open again.
After a moment of silence, Spirit Sword Destiny waved his sleeve, and the bloodstains on Yin Yunshen's robe disappeared completely, becoming as clean as new.
A fine rain of flowers fell gently, leaving a fragrance around him.
Spirit Sword Destiny turned and walked out.
"Wait!" It was Xu Xiaofei again.
"What else do you need?"
"You... since you came as promised to take his life, why did you kill Du Feiqing? Du Feiqing also came to kill him; you originally... had no conflict."
"This is a different matter," Spirit Sword Destiny said. "After all, we have known each other for many years. Before he died, I just casually settled this grudge for him."
"Yes, I understand now," Xu Xiaofei said.
It was unclear what exactly he understood.
Spirit Sword Destiny ignored him and walked out without looking back.
Xu Xiaofei and the others still needed to find their Storage Bag, take out the pills, and hurry to heal their injuries. They had to release those imprisoned in the jail and also handle Yin Yunshen's remains.
Spirit Sword Destiny did not want to get involved.
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