Realizing She Misunderstood The Villain, The Heroine Begs For Forgiveness

Chapter 189

During this period, Taihua Sect was busier than ever before.

The Sword Conference was approaching, and many disciples were preparing intensely, striving to avoid any regrets at the tournament.

For the newer disciples, it was fine; their cultivation levels were only at the Spiritual Insight level, and the huge gap in cultivation meant they didn’t have much expectation for ranking. However, the older disciples didn’t think the same way.

If they could win, they might become the stars of the Sword Conference, possibly becoming the sect’s senior brother or sister, which would mean a limitless future.

The position of sect master of Taihua Sect is not something ordinary cultivators can compare with.

Ye Xuan, too, hoped to be the star of the Sword Conference, but he didn’t feel that a few days of preparation could bring any significant improvement. Instead, he preferred to relax and have fun.

After all, with a beauty by his side, who would want to cultivate? In the past few days, his relationship with Hu Qianzao had warmed significantly.

He took her around the various peaks of Taihua, often taking small liberties that made Hu Qianzao, despite her sultry figure but surprisingly pure nature, blush endlessly, which was quite amusing. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

One day, Ye Xuan was invited by the Sword Forging Elder of Taihua Sect to discuss the matter of the Demonic Origin Sword.

Meanwhile, Hu Qianzao sneaked off to Qingxiu Peak.

“The Palace Master of Jade Fox has arrived!”

“Wow, really?”

Soon, a group of female disciples from Qingxiu Peak gathered around Hu Qianzao.

In the last few days, the tour of Taihua Sect by Ye Xuan and Hu Qianzao, a couple both talented and beautiful, had been spreading love all around, causing envy among the male and female disciples of Taihua Sect.

Likewise, the sisters of Qingxiu Peak were particularly curious about the predestined relationship between Hu Qianzao and Ye Xuan.

They had already arranged for Hu Qianzao to come for an interview. Hu Qianzao, true to her word, arrived, exciting them immensely.

The disciples of Qingxiu Peak are particularly skilled at writing romance novels, especially Sister Yushui, who is known by the pen name Yulou Chunxiao in the romance novel world.

Such rare material was making her creative spirit itch to get moving.

“About my predestined relationship with Ye Xuan… it started from a misunderstanding…” Facing the excited disciples of Qingxiu Peak, Hu Qianzao began to narrate her story with Ye Xuan.

Unlike the disciples of the Jade Fox Palace, the disciples of Qingxiu Peak had no initial bad impression of Ye Xuan.

In fact, many sisters from Qingxiu Peak had a great fondness, even admiration, for this newcomer who had risen from a disciple without a spiritual root to a rare genius with a immortal spiritual root.

Especially Ye Xuan’s ability to overpower several masters alone had a huge impact on their trembling hearts. In essence, their initial favor was off the charts.

Hearing Hu Qianzao talk about what Ye Xuan had done for her, how could they not be moved? Especially as portrayed by Hu Qianzao, Ye Xuan seemed like the most devoted man between heaven and earth.

The grievances she had suffered, Hu Qianzao herself could not help but speak with a crying voice, and the sisters of Qingxiu Peak were moved to tears, empathizing deeply.

“I never imagined that Brother Ye Xuan was such a devoted lover… to think that such a man exists in this world…”

The pen in Sister Yushui’s hand had stopped without her realizing as she tearfully said to Hu Qianzao.

“Your story is so touching, I’ve decided to base a novel on Brother Yuxuan as the main character, writing a tragic romance of two lifetimes!”

Ye Xuan was unaware that he was about to become the protagonist of a tragic love story.

Currently, he was at Taihua’s Sword Forging(Daogong) Peak, studying the Demonic Origin Sword with the white-haired Sword Forging Elder Gong Zhenren.

Looking at the evil sword in Ye Xuan’s hands, Elder Gong Zhenren furrowed his brows slightly, “This sword’s energy is terrifying. If it fully unleashes its power, a single strike could destroy thousands of miles, enough to topple cities and obliterate nations.”

“Even ordinary immortal swords cannot compare to its might. However, the method used to forge this sword is extremely crude. It’s less a sword and more a massive bomb of evil energy.”

“This sword should not be used. Even if it seems stable in your hands, it doesn’t change the fact that it is an evil sword, with endless harmful effects from its energy. It should be destroyed immediately.”

“Is that so…” Hearing this, Ye Xuan sighed with some regret, fascinated by the sword’s power.

Unfortunately, it’s like a cultivator’s version of a nuclear bomb—good for intimidation, but if actually used, it would likely harm oneself before the enemy.

“However, the materials used for this sword are indeed rare.” At this moment, Gong Zhenren spoke up.

“Although this sword must be destroyed, I can reforge it for you, eliminating evil and gathering spirit. However, this will change the sword’s spirit, and it may not obey you as it did before.”

“!!” Hearing this, Ye Xuan’s eyes lit up: “Then thank you, elder!”

If the evil sword could be reforged, it would be an extremely powerful immortal sword. Even if it couldn’t match the Profound sword, it would likely not be far behind. Having such a sword in his hands, facing immortals might not be impossible.

“Don’t thank me just yet.” Gong Zhenren smiled and said, “I’ve heard that you have mastered the Celestial Crimson Sword Technique, and given time, you might become the leading figure among Taihua Sect’s younger generation.”

“However, I’ve also heard that your disposition is quite romantic.”

“Uh…”Hearing Gong Zhenren’s words, Ye Xuan felt a bit awkward.

Could it be that this elder intended to lecture him? Although the Taihua Sect is a place of ascetic cultivation, it doesn’t forbid romantic relationships between men and women. Is he being too nosy?

“Don’t worry, I’m not here to lecture you, but to give you a reminder.” Seeing Ye Xuan’s reaction, Gong Zhenren continued, “The ways of fate in this world are profound. Yet, when a person dies, their fate should end; otherwise, what’s the point of reincarnation?”

“I’ve heard you have many predestined ties. If you do not sever them, over time, they will surely affect your spirit. With good luck, you might only experience a change in temperament, no longer the same as before.”

“With bad luck, your cultivation could be destroyed, reducing you to a fool. That would be truly regrettable.”

“!!!” Hearing this, Ye Xuan’s expression drastically changed.

Gong Zhenren was right; originally, as an LSP (Long-Standing Player) transmigrator, he would never experience genuine love or innocence.

Yet, lately, he felt as if he had become just like the character he designed in his plot—innocent and deeply in love, spending a hundred years with Yu Ling’er without progressing further, even becoming addicted to that innocent feeling.

With Hu Qianzao, too, he felt an impulsive desire to give everything for her, getting heart palpitations from just a small advantage, hesitant to go further.

Could it be that his own scripted predestined ties were affecting his spirit? That wouldn’t do. As an LSP transmigrator, he wasn’t some naively romantic man.

Thinking this, he asked Gong Zhenren:

“May I ask, elder, how can one sever these predestined ties to prevent them from affecting oneself?”

“Hmm.” Gong Zhenren replied: “If you have predestined ties, you should enter into the memories you are most reluctant to part with. The ties lie there, but… are you truly willing to sever them?”

If this had been the old Ye Xuan, he would not have hesitated. But now, he hesitated before asking, “What are the implications for those who sever ties?”