Chapter 400

Chapter 400: If You Want to Die, Then Go Ahead and Die
“First Senior Brother!”

Su Ming and Cui Jue saw this scene from far away. They were scared out of their wits and ran over in a panic, wanting to stop Fang Cheng Lang from cutting his own throat.

Fang Cheng Lang shouted sharply: “Stop! None of you are allowed to come over!”

He pushed the sword even closer to his own neck. The sharp blade scraped his skin, and thin lines of blood seeped out.

Su Ming and Cui Jue did not dare move forward again, afraid of provoking Fang Cheng Lang.

Su Ming glanced at Fang Cheng Lang, whose face was full of despair and pain, then looked at the expressionless Yu Zhao. He gritted his teeth and dropped to his knees with a loud thud.

Su Ming cried out: “Yu Xiao Zhao, Yu Zhao, I beg you, I’m kneeling to beg you! It’s fine if you don’t forgive me, but please forgive First Senior Brother, alright?”

He choked as he said: “He was the first one among us to realize he was wrong! He never did anything to wrong you again! He really cares about you! If you don’t forgive him, he really will seek death!”

Su Ming sobbed: “If you’re still angry, take it out on me! You can hit me, you can scold me, and if that’s still not enough, I’ll pay you back with my life! Sob, sob, just don’t ignore First Senior Brother!”

He cried even harder: “He really will die! Really… sob…”

As Su Ming spoke, he started crying himself.

Cui Jue tried to pull him up, but Su Ming broke free and even shoved Cui Jue backward.

Su Ming shouted at him: “Go away, you cold hearted guy! If you won’t care about First Senior Brother, I will!”

Cui Jue’s face turned dark.

This idiot Su Ming. There had still been room to turn things around, but he had ruined everything with this scene. Little Zhao would be even less likely to forgive them now. If he had known, he never would have let Su Ming come along.

Yu Zhao watched the farce in front of her and felt surprisingly calm.

[Fang Cheng Lang is begging for death. Is he pitiful?]

[Su Ming is kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy. Is he pitiful?]

[But weren’t these all things I did in my last life?]

Back then, she had never done anything to hurt them, yet none of them had pitied her. So why did they think this trick would work now on her, the one who had been hurt?

Yu Zhao looked down at Su Ming from above and asked calmly: “Su Ming, do you still remember that sachet?”

Su Ming’s whole body trembled. He raised his head in terror and stammered: “N… no, it wasn’t…”

Yu Zhao asked him: “Back then, when you used the wish strip inside that sachet to force me to kneel and slap myself, did I not beg you? What did you do then? And what are you doing now, kneeling here?”

Su Ming’s body went limp. He collapsed onto the ground, his face full of fear and despair.

Yu Zhao gave a cold laugh and said, word by word: “Looking down on your own life and killing yourself is the act of a coward. If she wants to seek death, there is no need to stop her. Just let her die.”

After she finished repeating those words, she turned her gaze back to Fang Cheng Lang.

Fang Cheng Lang’s arm trembled, and the blood at his neck flowed even more fiercely.

Yu Zhao looked at him and said: “Fang Cheng Lang, I don’t need to remind you who said those words, do I? I’m just returning them to you as they are. If you want to die, then go ahead and die. I only have one thing to say: do not disturb people who do not want to see you. If there is a next time, I will not let you off easily.”

After saying that, Yu Zhao no longer cared about the three senior brothers’ changing expressions. She flicked her sleeve and walked away.

The pain of the past was no longer a scar she did not dare to touch. It had become a threshold in her growth.

Once she stepped over that hurdle, she stepped out of all the restraints of the past.

Old grudges and debts could no longer shake her heart. They would only make her stronger.

As for those who had spun their own cocoons and trapped themselves in place, they no longer had anything to do with her.

Yu Zhao’s figure vanished from Fang Cheng Lang’s blurred vision. The strength in the hand holding his sword suddenly left him. His beloved flying sword slipped from his fingers and fell to the ground with a clang, but he did not spare it a single thought.

No one knew whether Su Ming had finally remembered the cruel things he had done to Yu Zhao in their previous life and could not accept it. His eyes rolled back, and he fainted on the spot.

Cui Jue looked at his two half dead senior brothers, his expression numb. His chest felt as if a big hole had been torn open, and cold wind was pouring in, chilling him to the bone.

[This is retribution. Their retribution. No one can escape it.]

After parting from the three of them, Yu Zhao felt that faint, on and off feeling of being watched fade away from her. Her brows relaxed.

In truth, the things she had just said were not only aimed at Fang Cheng Lang and the others, but also at the person hiding in the dark.

Now, even if Fang Cheng Lang and the other two were tied together, they were no match for her. She did not need to waste time on them at all.

But there would always be people she could not deal with so easily.

She did not want to be secretly watched anymore, and she used this chance to show her resolve.

She had always remembered what Wanderer Bright Moon once said in her biography: “The Way of Ruthlessness cuts off the seven emotions and severs the six desires. It does not rejoice because of things, nor grieve for oneself. This is the Way of Heart Cultivation.”

Yu Zhao had also been demanding the true meaning of the Ruthless Dao from herself, making sure she would not repeat the mistakes of her last life.

Seeing the people of Lone Moon Peak still drowning in the past and doing all kinds of bizarre things, she felt even more grateful.

She was grateful that she had escaped that mire early and had not sunk down together with them.

She was also grateful that she had found a Dao that suited her, and a true kindred spirit.

Yu Zhao raised her head and looked at the clear blue sky. The Cultivation World was only the place where she had started.

She was sure she would find a way to Restore the Heavenly Ladder and go explore a wider world. Only then would she live up to the chance of being reborn.

…

One after another, the letters Yu Zhao had sent out received replies. The masters she had written to all said that once they handled the matters in their hands, they would rush to Clarity Sound Temple at once.

So Yu Zhao stayed in Calm Heart at Chaozong Gorge to wait. From time to time, she went to ask the seniors about problems she ran into in cultivation. Because of that, the wait did not feel hard to endure.

One day, while she was meditating in Chaozong Gorge, she suddenly heard a hearty laugh.

She looked up and saw Sect Master Ji Yuan walking over with several Peak Masters and their disciples.

Zhou Jin Yue and Zhang Jun were among them.

Yu Zhao hurried forward and bowed to the elders.

During this time, Master Qing Yan, who had been avoiding Yu Zhao, also appeared from some corner. With a cold expression, she greeted the others.

Sect Master Ji Yuan casually exchanged a few words with Master Qing Yan. Then he patted Yu Zhao’s shoulder and praised her loudly: “Good child, you really got it done! You did not let me down! Hahahahaha!”

Sect Master Ji Yuan was holding back his strength, so Yu Zhao did not feel any pain. Instead, her heart felt heavy.

Only later did she learn that after she left Five Elements Dao Sect, Sect Master Ji Yuan had immediately written letters to the other sects. He had shamelessly begged them for help, even promising many benefits.

But in front of her, Sect Master Ji Yuan never mentioned any of this. Instead, he gave all the credit to her.

Yu Zhao felt ashamed to accept such praise and was just about to refuse it, but Sect Master Ji Yuan only laughed and went over to the elders from the other sects. Soon, he was chatting happily with them.

Zhou Jin Yue walked up to Yu Zhao, her bright face full of a smile, and said: “Not bad, you’ve improved again.”

Yu Zhao greeted her: “Senior Sister Zhou.”

With Sect Master Ji Yuan’s full support, Zhou Jin Yue had started to take over sect affairs. Her every move now carried a dignity she had never had before.

But when she smiled, that serious air softened, and all people could feel was her sincere care.

Zhang Jun pouted and muttered: “You two are amazing. I’m the only one stuck in place. Master is nagging me to death.”

Zhou Jin Yue said calmly: “That’s because you don’t cultivate seriously.”

Zhang Jun shouted in protest: “How am I not serious? You think everyone is a monster talent like you and Yu Zhao?”

Zhang Jun kept crying out, but Zhou Jin Yue crushed him with absolute strength. He ended up clutching his head, on the verge of tears.

Yu Zhao watched their lively bickering.

The corners of her mouth lifted in a faint smile.