Little Skull charged over. This time, he controlled his force, his heart also fearing he might crush someone to powder again. He only wanted to knock the person away, but who would have thought that after this collision, the person didn’t fly—instead, he sat down hard on his bottom.

That demonic cultivator’s weapon was a large saber with seven iron rings on the back of the blade. Each iron ring held a thumb-sized skull head.

With a murderous aura surging, the saber chopped down. Little Skull was unharmed, but his hat was split, revealing a skull head. The demonic cultivator was slightly stunned, then laughed heartily twice. “So Gujian Sect are kindred spirits with us! Since that’s the case, I’ll also show mercy later. Anyone willing to join my Demonic Sect will be spared!”

Little Skull’s face was exposed. He discovered that the surrounding Gujian Sect disciples were all looking at him with shock.

Even Elder Yi Lian had a face full of astonishment and a strange expression.

His body was wrapped in silk threads, but his face was still a skeleton frame. Now the flames in his eye sockets flickered slightly when suddenly a female voice said, “Skeleton, ghost creature!”

They were all afraid of him. He could feel it.

He was also afraid of himself—he had just killed someone in a collision.

Little Skull trembled all over.

Seeing those demonic cultivators rush in and disrupt the sword formation, Little Skull panicked and used spiritual energy to wrap the Gujian Sect disciples. There were thousands of Gujian Sect disciples outside Luoxue Peak. Most of the entire sect had retreated to Luoxue Peak, while other peaks also had elders leading their respective disciples to resist. But most people were still at Luoxue Peak, and this was also where the most demonic cultivators were.

After Little Skull set up the defensive barrier, he didn’t know what to do next. He turned back to look at Su Zhuyi for help, but saw Miss lying on the ground, her face deathly pale.

“Miss!”

Su Zhuyi’s body was very weak, with a sword wound at her waist that had nearly split her in half, too.

Earlier when the situation was tense, she had forgotten the pain. Now with Little Skull back, Su Zhuyi finally relaxed slightly. But she was still worried, not knowing how Qinghe was doing now, where he had gone carrying Master’s remains.

The spiritual energy Little Skull gave her made her feel somewhat better. She struggled to sit up, leaning against the bed frame in the ruins of the room. Though the bed had also been damaged by Qinghe, borrowing support to lean against it was at least more comfortable. After sitting down, she meditated to regulate her breathing and used spiritual energy to nourish her wounds. When examining her injuries, she saw a deep red line on her right wrist.

In an instant, her face turned snow white.

That bloodline wasn’t simply a single line. On her wrist’s horizontal crease, starting from the Shenshu acupoint, it curved and meandered upward, coiling and knotting like a writhing dragon, all the way to her right shoulder. On her shoulder was a yellow dot, like a touched flower stamen. Earlier, her right hand had nearly been crushed, her shoulder almost severed. The pain had numbed her completely, so she hadn’t noticed such an abnormality on her hand at all.

By the time she noticed, it was already too late.

Miaoshe Shiqi!

Su Zhuyi understood the Gu insects.

She knew what this meant.

Even cutting off her right arm now would be useless. The Gu had already taken hold in her body—not a Gu insect but just a small egg. It had been planted when she was injured on the Southern Border. Afterward, she had rushed back the entire way with no time or opportunity to rest. Now, with injury upon injury, her mind stretched taut with no energy to pay attention to anything else, that Gu insect had secretly grown during her extreme weakness. Nourished by Little Skull’s final spiritual energy, it had directly matured.

Now Su Zhuyi still couldn’t tell what kind of Gu insect it was. She bit her teeth and drew talismans, wanting to control the Gu insect. Now that the Gu insect was mature, removing it from her body would be very difficult. She could only strive to confine it to one location, not letting it roam throughout her entire body.

Her left hand fingers bled as spiritual energy and blood together drew talismans on her right shoulder. But halfway through drawing the talisman, Su Zhuyi was completely stunned.

The pale yellow dot was like a flower stamen, with something hidden inside her body, slowly protruding the stamen bit by bit.

Flower petals slowly grew around the stamen.

Red petals, like peach hearts, opened around the stamen one by one. Her mind exploded with a roar. Her five fingers formed claws, fingertips gouging toward those petals, forcibly digging out that piece of flesh. But the next moment, beside the wound, another flower bloomed…

Love flowers.

Love Gu.

The moment that the flower shed its tears, she would completely fall in love with the person who planted the Gu.

Miaoshe Shiqi had planted such a Gu insect in her—one of those Love Gu raised on the flood dragon’s body.

She watched helplessly as moisture formed within those flower patterns, like a tear about to fall.

“Wu’er, Wu’er!”

Little Skull saw Miss’s agonized expression and couldn’t care about anything else, running back with pattering steps. “Miss, what’s wrong!”

“Spiritual energy, spiritual energy, use spiritual energy to wrap that flower and crush it.”

She had no other option, and could only reach out her left hand to grab Little Skull. “Dig it out, crush it.”

“I…” Little Skull sensed there seemed to be an insect there. He had never been willing to step on even ants before.

“Hurry!” Su Zhuyi suddenly exerted force, startling Little Skull so much that tears fell directly. He immediately used his remaining spiritual energy to wrap around Miss’s shoulder and used spiritual energy to grab that insect, but discovered he couldn’t catch it. When spiritual energy touched it, the insect shrank…

“The insect is crying!”

The insect grew smaller and smaller, seemingly becoming the tear within the flower.

Tears also formed in Su Zhuyi’s eyes. She suddenly projected her divine consciousness into the Liuguang Mirror.

Her sea of consciousness had originally been depleted, only recovering a tiny bit with Little Skull’s earlier spiritual energy assistance. Now, all divine consciousness surged into the Liuguang Mirror, but due to her weakness, it still didn’t stir up much commotion. Her divine consciousness was very weak, a thin strand like a hair, just wrapping tightly around Qin Jianglan’s body.

“Qin Jianglan!”

“Qin Jianglan, Qin Jianglan, Qin Jianglan!”

Each call more piercing than the last, like a phoenix crying blood.

Previously when encountering problems, she had only called Little Skull, hoping he could come out quickly to save people. She didn’t want Qin Jianglan to know her current predicament, what she was experiencing, because Qin Jianglan couldn’t generate resentment—he was in the Liuguang Mirror, and she didn’t want him to worry.

She knew he worried; he always worried. After all, he had left the Zhuxin Curse—when the Zhuxin Curse stirred and Songfeng Sword qi emerged, he could sense she was in danger again. So Su Zhuyi knew he was always worrying, yet he had no way to come out of the Liuguang Mirror. He couldn’t help her.

Since that was the case, she tried to make herself appear less painful and miserable. She didn’t want him to blame himself and be troubled due to worry, generating negative emotions. But now, she had no choice.

Love Gu.

Growing during her weakest moment, while she now only had the Golden Core stage cultivation.

She would fall in love with the person who planted the Gu.

After being infected by the Gu, she would still remember this person called Qin Jianglan, but she would no longer love him.

She understood her nature—someone she didn’t love, she wouldn’t do anything for.

She wouldn’t have sect disciples pay respects to him.

She wouldn’t act righteously to let the world remember him.

Not only would she no longer love him, she would do nothing at all, letting him lose his memory alone in the deathly silent Liuguang Mirror, finally becoming part of the Liuguang Mirror itself.

Perhaps when her cultivation advanced someday and her power increased greatly, when she could contend with the Love Gu and remembered Qin Jianglan in the Liuguang Mirror, she would discover he was already gone.

“Qin Jianglan, Qin Jianglan, Qin Jianglan…”

She called out with heart-rending desperation, as if wanting to carve this name into her heart with a knife.

“Love Gu, Qin Jianglan…”

Su Zhuyi didn’t cry aloud, but tears already covered her face. She didn’t know, had never known, that she was so afraid of losing.

In her previous life she had never understood, never possessed, and everything she had finally obtained was shattered in an instant.

First, the Sect Master, Master, Senior Brother, Xiaoxiao…

Now it was Qin Jianglan’s turn.

Qin Jianglan!

Her divine consciousness could no longer be restrained. That thread seemed to embed tightly into his body, both burning hot and ice cold. Though it was merely a strand of divine consciousness, Qin Jianglan truly felt her emotions. Her face even appeared before his eyes.

She was crying.

The divine consciousness disappeared, like a snapped harp string. Her voice echoed in his ears, making his heart empty.

In the Liuguang Mirror, torrential rain suddenly began falling. He sat in the rain, his entire body ice cold.

From the tear’s emergence to its fall was only an instant.

Though only for a thought’s duration, her heart seemed to experience vast changes. The once bone-deep love became nourishment for the Gu insect. She still remembered Qin Jianglan, knew he was the righteous great power who had trapped her, but she no longer loved him.

On her shoulder, the tear from within the love flower fell. Su Zhuyi sat dazedly on the ground, her expression somewhat confused. Then she blinked and looked at Little Skull. “What are you still standing here for? Go help quickly—those demonic cultivators haven’t left yet!”

Not one of these people could be left alive.

Little Skull’s identity had already been exposed.

Qinghe was also a demonic sword—they knew this too. Now Gujian Sect had been branded as demonic. Su Zhuyi steeled her heart—before Yunxiao Sect and other righteous sects arrived, she must silence all these people…

Not one could be left!

“Miss, Little Uncle he…”

“Don’t worry about any Little Uncle. Wu’er, be good and go help quickly.”

She struggled to crawl behind Luo Ying’s room, kicked away that small stool with one foot, then pressed her already bloody palm directly onto the ground. The bookshelf behind the room opened, revealing a small chamber. In the center of the chamber hung a portrait of Luo Ying’s master.

When she had joined Luoxue Peak, it was here that she had paid respects to the successive ancestors.

Luoxue Peak had few people, so even though Gujian Sect had been passed down for so many years, the portraits in this small chamber weren’t even filled, and there were only three rows of memorial tablets.

She rallied her spirits and went in, grabbing the dragon horn incense burner in front of the portrait and turning the dragon horn in a different direction. Instantly, a silver light shot skyward.

Immediately after, the entire ancient sword shook heavily.

Gujian Sect already had a mountain-protecting grand formation, and Luoxue Peak, situated on the ancient sword, not only had secret passages and forbidden grounds but also had a barrier even more formidable than Gujian Sect’s mountain-protecting grand formation. However, deploying this barrier required enormous consumption and would cause the ancient sword suspended in air to lose its support—within a hundred years, it would fall to the ground.

Su Zhuyi originally didn’t know these things either.

It was information that suddenly appeared in her mind the moment she grasped the Heart Sword Stone.

Once the barrier emerged, the entire Gujian Sect was shrouded within it. But this barrier wasn’t an attacking formation—instead, it spread like clouds and mist with rain and snow falling, concealing the entire Gujian Sect within.

Divine consciousness was cut off?

“What, does Gujian Sect plan to perish together with us?”

“Hahaha, how long do you plan to hide in that spiritual energy shell?”

“Boom, take out magical treasures and blast with all your might—let’s see how long that spiritual energy barrier can hold!”

“Bring all the disciples captured from the other peaks over here. Kill them one by one in front of them!”

Today, the Gujian Sect would be erased from the cultivation world!