Chapter 298 Denial
Chapter 298 Denial
Xie Wanxun turned around and saw Xie Wanning looking at her.
Her expression changed, and she wiped the blood off her face with her sleeve, saying gently, "Are you alright? Did I scare you?"
"It's nothing." Xie Wanning waved her hand, but her eyes revealed worry.
After wiping the blood off Luo Ze's sword, Xie Wanxun handed it to Xie Wanning, saying, "Thanks."
Xie Wanning took the sword, but felt that Luo Ze Sword was trembling slightly.
"Sister, are we just going to kill him like this?" Xie Wanning lowered her head and pondered, recalling the strange things Si Jinchuan had done before, and felt that something was not right.
Xie Wanxun shook her head and said, "His soul is still in the same place. Go and search for his soul yourself. I'll go later."
"it is good."
Xie Wanning glanced at Xie Wanxun with concern and walked towards Si Jinchuan.
As expected, Si Jinchuan's soul was still in the same place.
"Why is it you?" Si Jinchuan said irritably.
Xie Wan's gaze turned cold as she stretched out her hand, and phoenix fire condensed in it.
However, as the phoenix fire was thrown, a black aura of killing intent instantly blocked its path.
"How could this be? You're just a soul now, how can you still have the aura of murderous intent?" Xie Wanning's eyes widened in shock.
The aura of slaughter is the scent that a cultivator acquires after taking too many lives. However, this aura of slaughter generally only exists within the body; where does it come from outside the body?
Si Jinchuan remained silent, yet an aura of murderous intent emanated from him, causing even his soul to become somewhat unstable.
Xie Wanning took a step back and cautiously drew her Luo Ze sword.
"Take it back!" Xie Wanxun stood in front of Xie Wanning, coldly staring at Si Jinchuan's soul.
Si Jinchuan's soul trembled, and the murderous aura vanished instantly, as if it had never existed.
"Sister, your body!" Xie Wanning looked at Xie Wanxun's wounds in shock, and four wisps of ghost fire swirling around Xie Wanxun.
"Wanxun, you can't..."
"Shut up!" Xie Wanxun shouted angrily, then grasped Xie Wanning's hand and whispered, "Give me the Phoenix Fire!"
A ball of crimson phoenix fire ignited in Xie Wanxun's hand, and she struck it towards Si Jinchuan's soul.
However, this time there were no obstacles.
Xie Wanning and Xie Wanxun both saw Si Jinchuan's memories.
……
Ten years ago.
Thousand Sun City.
"Young friend, you have great talent. Would you like to join the Cloud Soaring Sect?" Ling Moqing asked.
Mo Xuan lowered his head and accepted the jade token handed to him.
From now on, your name will be Si Jinchuan.
"Yes, Master." Si Jinchuan's eyes flickered slightly as he nodded in agreement.
Si Jinchuan's mind was in turmoil as he recalled a long-forgotten memory.
……
First incarnation.
Si Jinchuan joined the Yunxiao Sect.
"This is your senior brother, Si Jinchuan," Ling Moqing introduced.
Si Jinchuan stood cautiously on the stage, yet he could clearly hear the whispers from below.
"Isn't he a demon?"
"Yes! Look at his eyes, they're really scary!"
"The Cloud Soaring Sect does not welcome demons."
……
"I am not a demon, I am not!" Si Jinchuan took a step forward and shouted.
However, all he received was silence and the hostile gazes of all his disciples.
Ling Moqing pressed down on Si Jinchuan's shoulder and said, "Cultivate diligently. Also, don't go out."
Si Jinchuan looked up, but his master avoided his gaze.
He knew that as long as he possessed these eyes, he would never gain the respect or recognition of others.
……
Three years later, the sect conference.
Si Jinchuan held the knife horizontally, the tip pointing at Ye Qianqian, which frightened her so much that she burst into tears.
"You lost," Si Jinchuan said coldly.
Ye Qianqian was so frightened that her legs went weak and she fell to the ground, bursting into tears.
"Si Jinchuan, don't go too far!" Song Huai'an stepped forward and helped Ye Qianqian down. The next moment, he flew back to the arena and stared intently at Si Jinchuan: "I challenge you."
Si Jinchuan nodded expressionlessly.
In an instant, the light of blades and swords clashed, and the intense spiritual energy collided, producing a deafening roar. Song Huai'an's body was surrounded by crisscrossing sword energy, and every swing of his sword carried an indomitable momentum, trying to find an opening in Si Jinchuan's defense.
Si Jinchuan remained as steady as a mountain, his longsword creating an impenetrable screen of light, deflecting the sword's fierce attacks one by one. His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, watching Song Huai'an's every move, waiting for the perfect opportunity.
Suddenly, Si Jinchuan stopped in his tracks, his spiritual power erupting instantly. His longsword, imbued with immense force, slashed towards Song Huai'an with overwhelming force. This strike was as fast as lightning, unstoppable. Song Huai'an's pupils constricted, and he hurriedly raised his sword to defend.
With a clang, the Golden Cloud Sword fell to the ground, and Song Huai'an turned deathly pale with fright. Si Jinchuan's blade was firmly held against Song Huai'an's neck, blood gushing from it. He knelt on the ground; the outcome was decided.
"You've lost too," Si Jinchuan said, sheathing his sword and stepping off the stage.
The whole audience was silent.
Then, a roar of anger and dissatisfaction erupted throughout the venue.
"If it's a competition, why go so far as to hit me so hard!"
"Yes! You can tell he has a close relationship with the demons just by looking into his eyes. Sure enough, just as cruel!"
"Why should someone like this be allowed to participate in the competition?"
……
Victory would not bring cheers, and Si Jinchuan knew this well. His face was somber as he prepared to leave the arena.
"Don't leave! You hurt my junior brothers and sisters! Stop right there!"
A stern voice rang out, but Si Jinchuan turned around abruptly, his eyes flashing with shock.
"Xie Wanning, the eldest disciple of Qingyun Sect, challenges you, Si Jinchuan." Xie Wanning drew her iron sword and pointed it at Si Jinchuan.
It's Wan Ning!
Si Jinchuan's face lit up with joy as he accepted the challenge.
The moment he stepped onto the arena, swords flew toward him.
Si Jinchuan dodged to the side, and before he could even look up, Xie Wanning was already in front of him.
As the iron sword fell, Si Jinchuan quickly parried with his knife, saying softly, "Wan Ning, it's me, Mo Xuan. Don't you recognize me?"
Xie Wanning did not hesitate at all and increased the pressure in her hands.
A ruthless glint flashed in her eyes. Xie Wanning lightly touched the ground with her toes, her figure constantly shifting in the air, her sword moves becoming increasingly swift. Countless sword shadows enveloped Si Jinchuan like a sudden storm.
Si Jinchuan frowned and wielded his broadsword with impenetrable force, the blade flashing and forming an impenetrable wall.
"Bang bang bang!" The sword shadows and blade lights clashed fiercely, sparks flew everywhere, and the powerful spiritual energy fluctuations caused the surrounding ground to crack.
Xie Wanning's attacks grew increasingly fierce, her clothes soaked with sweat, but her eyes became more and more determined, and the sword in her hand danced so fast that it was almost invisible.
Si Jinchuan, however, only defended himself and did not put up any resistance.
"Wan Ning, do you still remember Qianyang City?" Si Jinchuan raised his broadsword to block Xie Wan Ning's attack.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Xie Wanning raised the sword in her hand.
With a clang, the blade shattered when the swords clashed.
"I lost." Xie Wanning threw away the broken sword in her hand and walked off the stage.
Si Jinchuan chased after her and grabbed Xie Wanning's shoulder.
"You really don't remember me?!"
"Snapped!"
Xie Wanning turned around, slapped Si Jinchuan's hand away, and said angrily, "I don't know you, don't try to get close to me. Also, why didn't you fight back during the competition? Are you looking down on me? Si Jinchuan, this is a competition, please respect your opponent."
With that, Xie Wanning resolutely turned around.
Si Jinchuan stood there, stunned, with only silence around him.
She clearly said she would stay with him, so why is she abandoning him now? Xie Wanning is a liar.
Yunxiao Sect.
Si Jinchuan knelt on the ground, and Ling Moqing said sternly, "Si Jinchuan, from now on, don't let anyone see your eyes. You have brought shame to the sect at this sect conference."
"Yes," Si Jinchuan replied in a low voice.
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