Chapter 405 - 215: Wuchen’s Decision

Chapter 405: Chapter 215: Wuchen’s Decision

Ye Qingyue had always been a remarkably emotionally stable person. Even back when she blocked an attack for Shen Wuchen, an act that severed her path of cultivation, she had remained perfectly composed, betraying no hint of her turmoil.

But now, seeing Su Yingxue’s appearance, she could no longer control her emotions.

She couldn’t imagine that this white-haired, wrinkled woman before her, who looked as if her lifespan was nearly spent, was actually her former master, Su Yingxue.

Su Yingxue had not yet reached her two-hundredth birthday when she left for the Overseas Archipelago. Although they were master and disciple, when they stood together, they looked just like sisters.

Yet now, less than a thousand years had passed since the Wangyue Sect had relocated to the Overseas Archipelago.

’I still look like a young woman in her twenties, but Master Su Yingxue has aged so terribly. Since her cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul Stage, she should have plenty of lifespan left. Why has this happened to her?’ Ye Qingyue’s heart ached at the thought.

Looking at Ye Qingyue, who was hugging her tightly, Su Yingxue’s heart was also in turmoil.

She looked at her former disciple and reached out, about to return the embrace, but her hand froze in mid-air.

"Qingyue," she called out. Before she could say more, the perceptive Ye Qingyue had already sensed her thoughts and spoke first.

"You... will always be your disciple’s Master."

She was living well in the Profound Pure Sect. Everyone there treated her kindly, and she felt a strong sense of belonging to the Sect. But the only one who could make her act like a child again was this aged woman before her.

Hearing Ye Qingyue’s words, a relieved smile appeared on Su Yingxue’s face. Her hand, which had been frozen in mid-air, slowly lowered and gently patted Ye Qingyue’s back.

The two of them remained like that for a long time.

Afterward, Su Yingxue took the initiative to tell Ye Qingyue what had happened to her.

Back when the entire Wangyue Sect relocated to the Overseas Archipelago, their journey was fraught with disaster. They suffered countless attacks from Sea Demons and endured all kinds of terrifying and extreme weather.

Relocating an entire sect was nothing like a small group traveling together. With so many people, they couldn’t handle crises with the same ease as a few individuals.

As a result, the Wangyue Sect lost two Nascent Soul Stage Supreme Elders, and the sect’s contingent was scattered during a spatial turbulence.

Su Yingxue awoke on a desolate island with several dozen ordinary disciples.

As the one with the highest cultivation in the group, she shouldered the responsibility of restoring everyone’s morale.

So, she led the remaining survivors, re-established the Wangyue Sect, and put down roots in the Overseas Archipelago, carrying on to this very day.

In order to survive, she practiced the Sect’s Forbidden Technique, which allowed her to break through to the Nascent Soul Stage.

The price was her lifespan.

She had intentionally provoked today’s battle.

The three people besieging her were the leaders of several neighboring powers who had long coveted the Wangyue Sect.

She planned to eliminate the surrounding threats before her lifespan ran out, to ensure the Wangyue Sect had a safe and secure environment to survive in.

After Su Yingxue finished her story, the atmosphere grew heavy.

Zhang Zhentian, Shen Wuchen, and Chu Lingxiao glanced back and forth between Ye Qingyue and Su Yingxue, their expressions complicated.

As the ones who had accompanied Ye Qingyue here, they knew very well how much she had been looking forward to seeing the Wangyue Sect again.

The earlier spatial turbulence had shattered Su Yingxue and her group’s Communication Jade Talismans, making it impossible for them to find the rest of the Sect’s members, and naturally, they couldn’t contact Ye Qingyue either.

Of course, Su Yingxue had deliberately chosen not to contact Ye Qingyue. After all, Ye Qingyue was at the Profound Pure Sect; if Su Yingxue had wanted to, it would have been easy to get in touch with her.

Having been out of contact for several hundred years, Ye Qingyue’s longing for the Wangyue Sect had reached its peak.

That was why she had wanted to see her former sect-mates before being sealed away.

But no one had expected that this reunion with her former master would also be a farewell...

And this time, it was a final parting, one of life and death.

Ye Qingyue’s face was very calm, showing no expression, but her eyes and cheeks were wet with tears.

Su Yingxue reached out and gently wiped the corners of her eyes, then looked over at Shen Wuchen and Zhang Zhentian.

In an incredibly gentle tone, she said, "You have good companions now. You haven’t introduced them to me yet."

’She was truly relieved. Seeing Zhang Zhentian and Shen Wuchen proved that her decision to have Qingyue stay behind had been the right one.’

Hearing this, Ye Qingyue wiped her eyes, composed herself slightly, and stood up, somewhat flustered, to introduce them to Su Yingxue.

"This is the Evergreen Sword Saint..."

She recounted Zhang Zhentian’s deeds and then introduced Chu Lingxiao. When it was finally Shen Wuchen’s turn, she said his name and then paused, seeming to hesitate on how to introduce him.

"Your son-in-law." Just then, Shen Wuchen stepped forward and slowly uttered the two words.

Although he was a man with a one-track mind, his inner gentleness and kindness allowed him to sense what Ye Qingyue was feeling.

’She wanted her former master to see how happy she was now.’

’He also understood Ye Qingyue’s hesitation; they hadn’t formally become Dao Companions yet, so she didn’t know if she should say it.’

It was precisely because he sensed her feelings that he had stepped forward to speak on his own initiative.

After hearing Shen Wuchen’s words, Ye Qingyue froze for a moment, a little bewildered. ’How did this blockhead suddenly get a clue today?’

But this bewilderment was quickly dispelled by an overwhelming sense of happiness.