Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

"Come over, take me as your master!"

Mr. Chengying shouted loudly, as if she was somewhat angry, but looking at the appearance outside the cave, she seemed a bit anxious.

You Su and He Kongyue were instantly forced to move to her seat. You Su wanted to say something, but He Kongyue held onto his sleeve and gently shook his head at him.

He Kongyue was well aware that provoking Mr. Chengying at times like this would only bring trouble upon himself.

He lifted the hem of his robe and was the first to kneel down:

"I have long admired Mr. Chengying’s swordsmanship. I am grateful for your acceptance into the sect. I am willing to accept the rituals of discipleship, abide by your teachings, unite with fellow cultivators, and pass on the Sword Dao!"

"Accepted."

Mr. Chengying immediately replied. He Kongyue frowned secretly, feeling as if a mysterious connection had formed between him and Mr. Chengying...

He seemed to see through the decaying flesh, seeing the true appearance wrapped within the body, which was a stunningly beautiful female cultivator full of heroic spirit...

He seemed to be able to feel the emotions within this female cultivator...

Regret, ferocity, sorrow...

All the pain seemed to be concentrated here.

"It’s your turn." Mr. Chengying looked at You Su.

Anyone could see Mr. Chengying’s urgency, as if He Kongyue was just an add-on, and she couldn’t wait to get You Su to accept the master-disciple relationship quickly.

A sudden overwhelming pressure exploded on You Su, forcing him to kneel to the ground.

He secretly felt that something was wrong, resisting with all his might, just wanting to see what Mr. Chengying was so anxious about.

With a loud crash—

The top of the cave suddenly shattered, and debris poured down, filling the air with dust.

You Su instinctively turned to avoid it, but found that someone was already protecting him and He Kongyue.

It was actually Mr. Chengying, composed of decaying flesh.

As the dust settled, He Kongyue couldn’t believe his eyes when he saw the visiting cultivator—

She wore a blue-gray silk embroidery skirt, her black hair danced in the smoke, and her green jade sword twirled into a blooming sword flower in her hands, full of heroic spirit.

"You’ve come after all... my..."

Mr. Chengying stared at the visitor, enunciating each word:

"Nemesis!"

He Kongyue was even more shocked to hear these two words, just because she had seen the visitor not long ago.

She—was also Mr. Chengying!

What on earth is going on?!

"Demon! You destroyed my entire sect, I will tear you to pieces!"

The Female Sword Immortal glared, her black locks flared in the wind, her overwhelming anger almost tangible.

The people struggled to rise from the rubble, looking at this peerless Female Sword Immortal, as if seeing hope.

"Finally, someone has come to save us!"

These people supported each other, their faces beaming with surprise.

Especially listening to the Female Sword Immortal’s declaration of vengeance, they were even more relieved, rushing to stand behind her.

In the cave, sunlight poured down through the broken top, and the group had clearly split into two camps.

The Female Sword Immortal and the sword cultivators behind her, and the three "disciples" behind the inhuman monster.

Seeing this, Lv Jianzhi’s legs turned to jelly. She hurriedly tried to run to the other side, crying out:

"I didn’t do it willingly, save me! Save me!"

But the Female Sword Immortal’s sharp gaze made Lv Jianzhi stop in her tracks, clutching her bleeding neck and collapsing to the ground.

"A follower of demons is no different from a demon! If not willing, how could you join the evildoers?"

The Female Sword Immortal spoke righteously, and Lv Jianzhi lay limp on the ground, unable to get up, with blood continuously pouring from her neck.

The people behind looked on with reluctance, but soon shared the Female Sword Immortal’s common enemy, glaring at the two behind the inhuman monster with utter disdain.

"My disciple! My disciple!"

The inhuman monster crouched beside Lv Jianzhi, her jade hand pressing on the deceased’s neck as if trying to stop the bleeding wound.

"Demon! This is the two hundred and thirty-first life you owe me!"

The inhuman monster slowly rose, her aura suddenly changing, angry and sinister, like a true devil.

The people opposite scoffed, thinking how could a demon call others demons?

He Kongyue watched the two opposing each other, his mind filled with great confusion.

Which one was Mr. Chengying, and which one was the demon?

But there was no time to think, as the battle was about to erupt in the blink of an eye.

The Female Sword Immortal’s jade hand gently lifted, and the blood-stained Chunchan Sword at Chunchan’s corpse swiftly flew into her hand.

Her figure suddenly vanished, and in the next instant, the two blades collided, producing a teeth-grating slicing sound, and an explosion followed.

He Kongyue pulled the entranced You Su, dragging him to the back of the stone platform to avoid the explosion.

"Both of them are Mr. Chengying! Can you see that?!" He Kongyue asked urgently.

You Su was stunned upon hearing this and quickly nodded.

"Indeed."

He Kongyue showed a grave expression. Both were demons! Simply by their appearance, they couldn’t be distinguished!

"Only one of these two is the real Mr. Chengying."

You Su’s thoughts turned quickly. Recalling what the inhuman monster said just now, he guessed: "The humanoid is fake, the demon is real!"

"Why?"

He Kongyue ducked, dodging the flying debris.

"When that female cultivator named Lv was killed by the Sword Immortal, she said the female cultivator owed her two hundred and thirty-one lives! If it weren’t the real Sect Leader, how could she remember it so clearly?"

He Kongyue realized, "These two are clearly life and death enemies. Could it be that the one who exterminated the Shadow-accepting Sect’s lineage back then was this demon?"

"Mr. He, do you know who the Shadow-accepting Sect’s enemies were back then?"

He Kongyue shook his head: "I specifically investigated before coming, but the records are unclear."

You Su furrowed his brows tightly, having a feeling that this ancient tragedy was shrouded in enigmas, making it unfathomable.

"But why would the demon... take the form of Mr. Chengying?"

He Kongyue clutched his chest in faint pain, realizing the point he couldn’t comprehend the most.

This question awakened You Su. Indeed, regardless of which one was the real Mr. Chengying, why would the other impersonate Mr. Chengying?