Chapter 115: Chapter 114: The Truth! A Life for the Grace of Rebirth

Jiang Ming was stunned, and a thought flashed through his mind as he hurriedly looked over.

[You were gravely injured and fell into a coma for three months. With the help of Master Yunding and another Foundation Establishment Doctor, you’ve successfully revived.]

[From Master Yunding’s words, you learned that the few streaks of Flowing Light three months ago killed nearly all the renowned talents downstream of Qingqiu River, even the intervention of Golden Core Ancestors couldn’t stop it.]

[Ouyang Yan from Cyan Yuan Sword Sect, Chang Fengcan from Celestial Dust Sect, Li Hong from Yunxiao Sect…]

[The absence of Sha Miaomiao’s name is a fortunate misfortune for you, and you are one of the only two survivors.]

These streaks of Flowing Light didn’t eliminate every genius downstream of Qingqiu River but rather seemed like shooting the boldest bird.

Including Ouyang Yun, those who were killed or nearly killed were all people of great repute.

[The Kunmi Mountain trials have begun; Qingqiu River is severed, and the entrance to the trial has appeared.]

The Qingqiu River is vast; even for Foundation Establishment Cultivators, crossing it requires at least half a day, while for mortals, it appears as an endless sea.

At this moment, the surging waters of Qingqiu River suddenly fluctuated, a special force severing the river, revealing the riverbed and a special array filled with ancient aura.

[For any cultivator from the Nine Rivers, Kunmi Mountain is almost mythical, and the news of the Kunmi Mountain Secret Realm trial has spread throughout the downstream of Qingqiu River, with countless cultivators trying to participate.]

[However, the trial only accepts the most outstanding talents…]

[Having just been swept through by Flowing Light once, a new batch of talents suddenly emerged downstream of Qingqiu River… or perhaps, true talents unfamiliar to ordinary people.]

[Jie Fangtao from Longevity Pavilion, Ye Lingtian from Cyan Yuan Sword Sect, Sha Miaomiao from Celestial Dust Sect…]

“Indeed…”

Jiang Ming’s face looked somewhat unpleasant, but then he could only manage a bitter smile.

Ouyang Yun turned out to be a genuine pawn, and the ’car’ that was sacrificed to protect the master.

Jiang Ming raised his head, looking at the top of the golden text, from the moment Ouyang Yun became an apprentice…

Since before this moment, it is unknown how long ago, the various strong figures downstream of Qingqiu River have known about the impending opening of Kunmi Mountain.

Contrary to the mysterious impression of Kunmi Mountain held by ordinary people, for them it is a tangible entity, something that can be schemed.

Jiang Ming had no idea what those streaks of Flowing Light were.

But most likely, it was a certain entity or special mechanism that eliminated the ’genius’ downstream of Qingqiu River before the Kunmi Mountain Secret Realm started, or perhaps other possibilities.

And the definition of the word ’genius’ seemed to be based merely on reputation or temporary Qi Fortune?

The Broken Copper Coins obtained from Ye Fan involuntarily made Jiang Ming think of Qi Fortune.

Regardless, the unknown streaks of Flowing Light only killed those ’geniuses’ whose reputations were rapidly rising.

Then, various forces began to display their Divine Techniques in unique ways.

For instance, Ouyang Yan from Cyan Yuan Sword Sect, most likely Cyan Yuan Sword Sect employed a secret technique sacrificing blood relatives to enhance qualifications or Qi Fortune on him, leading to the near extinction of the Ouyang Family.

Though being lauded as the current Sword Son of Cyan Yuan Sword Sect, Ouyang Yan turned out to be a scapegoat, an elaborately prepared scapegoat.

The true talent of Cyan Yuan Sword Sect was Ye Lingtian, the brother of Ye Fan, who had been kept hidden.

Ye Fan and Ouyang Yun shared common traits, both being the most gifted individuals besides Ye Lingtian and Ouyang Yan within their respective families, possibly the key point of the secret technique.

This was Jiang Ming’s longstanding suspicion, but after all, Cyan Yuan Sword Sect was not truly a Demon Sect; if things were exposed, public opinion would be overwhelming.

With Cyan Yuan Sword Sect having profound foundations, there was no need to take such precipitous, unorthodox approaches.

Yet now Jiang Ming knew, it was precisely the urge to enhance disciples’ talents, all for Kunmi Mountain!

Ouyang Yan’s enhancement was meant to overshadow Ye Lingtian after his enhancement.

Ouyang Yun did not die as a result, nor was it due to Longevity Pavilion’s benevolence.

It was because Ouyang Yun was a scapegoat!

He was Jie Fangtao’s scapegoat from Longevity Pavilion!

Even Sha Miaomiao! That South Mountain Secret Realm competition was also a tactic of the Nine Sects.

What became of the vanished Qi Refining Cultivators? Was Sha Miaomiao accidentally disabled, or was it intentional? If accidental, then was Sha Miaomiao’s cultivation of mysterious techniques of breaking and rebuilding just mere coincidence?

Including Ouyang Yun’s fluent progress over the years, was Ouyang Yun’s luck really that good, clearly having only average aptitude yet being forcibly elevated to the first Alchemist among the new generation downstream of Qingqiu River, often finding Ancient Pill Formulas, and encountering elusive Restoration Pill, Vessel-Continuing Essence Pill on the path to healing Sha Miaomiao…

Ouyang Yun became a pawn, a crucial step in the plans of Longevity Pavilion, Cyan Yuan Sword Sect, Celestial Dust Sect among the three sects.

“Cultivation? It’s really damn hard.” Jiang Ming rarely burst out in profanity.

But fortunately, it was just a simulation.

Ouyang Yun was Jiang Ming’s reincarnation simulation, which meant that Jiang Ming, once involved, would also be played around by these ancient monsters, and without Jiang Ming’s ’Celestial Soul’ presence, it would be even worse.

[A bolt of lightning flashed through your mind, and you suddenly linked all past events together.]

Ouyang Yun looked fixedly at Master Yunding, his gaze filled with confusion, disbelief, anger, hesitation, and even a hint of helplessness.

Master Yunding sighed, saying, “You are my disciple, this point has never changed.”

Master Yunding truly knew all of this.

Ouyang Yun’s last glimmer of hope shattered.

Ouyang Yun recalled Master Yunding’s various kindnesses towards him.

“Yes, a day as a teacher, lifetime as a father, your kindness is akin to a reborn parent to me.”

Ouyang Yun dragged himself, pain-stricken out of bed, his actions impeccably formal, knelt respectfully before Master Yunding, and bowed his head.

“For the grace of rebirth, life can repay.”

Ouyang Yun, scrupulously, bowed three times, and Ouyang Yun without using True Essence for protection, struck hard, the ground slightly sank and Ouyang Yun’s forehead a slight trace of blood flowed.

He then limped out of the room.

Master Yunding watched Ouyang Yun’s departing silhouette, instinctively reaching out, as if something was stuck in his throat, unable to utter another word.

Ouyang Yun still dressed in white, but his Qi-Blood was floating, True Essence scattered, his breath weakened to the brink of falling from Foundation Establishment.

His hair disheveled, tore off Cloud Cauldron Pavilion’s Identity Token from his waist, and disarranged his clothing, staggeringly walked out of Cloud Cauldron Pavilion.

Shopkeeper Huoo Ling at Cloud Cauldron Pavilion watched Ouyang Yun’s leaving silhouette, somewhat at a loss; nobody at Cloud Cauldron Pavilion dared approach Ouyang Yun.

Ouyang Yun, like an injured lone wolf, left the Wolf Pack, left the place he had always lived in, limped into the unknown Wilderness.

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