Chapter 89

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Chapter 89

"Is this the truth of the great disaster? Everything happened because of Xie Fuzhi’s madness."

Once, twice… thirty times… three hundred times…

In real life, no matter how much you love a movie, to break the world record, a person can only watch it three hundred times.

During the watching, they can still have other lives.

But

Xie Fuzhi is different; everything he has experienced is a long, repetitive life, an unchangeable script, and a destined ending of death.

This is not like a movie stuck in an endless loop of one day or even one hour; Xie Fuzhi has been through far too much.

The more he invested himself, the more he got hurt.

At first, he did not know this was a script, nor did he understand the reason for his rebirth. The bond he formed with his apprentices made him want to save them.

After all, during his first rebirth, he did not go back to the very beginning of his life; instead, he was reborn at the moment he was betrayed by the leader of the Qingxu Sect.

He smashed the leader of the Qingxu Sect with one slap, repeated the destruction of the Qingxu Sect, and then repeatedly took on apprentices.

When he could not find the reason, he had to go through the betrayal over and over again, becoming increasingly brutal in eliminating those who betrayed him.

Only when he later understood why he was targeted did he become more and more extreme.

Changes in small details will not affect the direction of the story; he has also once given up taking in those few apprentices.

However, if the script is not followed, there will be a punishing mechanism, and the people and things Xie Fuzhi cares about will suffer greatly.

Moreover, after the world is destroyed, time that was slowly pushed forward will be reborn at previous points, making him experience the pain of being schemed against and tormented once again.

In Xie Fuzhi’s eyes, everyone is a puppet; only others do not know their fate, so they can live with effort. He is awake, manipulated by fate, leading to a dull and painful existence.

Yun Chuyou can understand his change in mindset; as a bystander, she feels pain and discomfort, not to mention Xie Fuzhi, who is in the midst of it.

She watched him change little by little, from normal to crazy and then to calm, but the final calm does not mean healing; instead, it signifies a deeper insanity, completely decaying from the inside out, leaving only a still somewhat shiny appearance.

No one would want to be a puppet controlled by fate; if that person is someone who goes along without care, living this way does not seem bad.

But Xie Fuzhi is different; he is an extremely proud being.

To be precise, it is because of his strength and uniqueness that he has such an experience.

In this space, Yun Chuyou mechanically counted each repetition: one, two, three. Xie Fuzhi repeated it a total of nine hundred ninety-nine times.

During his most desperate times, the moments of starting over were especially short, because the impact was great, and the speed of breaking down was fast, so the time he changed moving forward was also very small.

After a few more times, it only added to the pain of dying and had no real meaning. So, in the end, Xie Fuzhi would always follow the script, playing out the repeated story with a clear mind but feeling numb.

Until the thousandth time, Xie Fuzhi once again returned to the beginning of the script.

The first time he was reborn, he killed the master who had plotted against him, then went into seclusion for hundreds of years.

This time, with Xie Fuzhi’s constant efforts, he was reborn ten years before taking on disciples.

He flew down from the mountaintop of Qingxu Sect, then soared high, and in countless rebirths, Xie Fuzhi had walked every inch of the spiritual world. His lifespan was incredibly long, and when he died, it was so tragic that the repeated rebirths no longer brought him fresh joy.

Everything became meaningless to him.

Yun Chuyou’s soul drifted back to the battlefield where she had seen the little girl for the first time, and the only time, lying on the battlefield of the human race.

She should have died, but a soul landed in the little girl’s body.

Yun Chuyou felt a great pull as she entered the little girl’s body, and high in the sky, the soaring phoenix sensed something and suddenly swooped down.

With just one glance, the huge demon beast collapsed loudly, and the beautiful phoenix transformed into a strikingly handsome fairy, resembling the way Yun Chuyou remembered.

The scene of their first meeting, in Yun Chuyou’s memory, actually differed somewhat from what Xie Fuzhi had said.

Because in her memory, when Xie Fuzhi appeared, she had already fainted, and then was picked up by him, starting her life depending on each other in the Qingxu Sect with nothing at all.

Clearly, she was a delicate phoenix that was very hard to care for at first, but at that time, she looked so dirty and disheveled, giving her the air of a homeless person.

This time, before fainting, Yun Chuyou whispered, "Master."

When she fainted and woke up again, Yun Chuyou was no longer in that scene, but in her own room at the Qingxu Sect.

She opened her eyes to see a stunningly beautiful face.

"Chuyou!" Although she was very beautiful, Yun Chuyou still noticed the weariness on Xie Fuzhi’s face.

Yun Chuyou stared blankly at Xie Fuzhi, her expression a bit dazed, and she unconsciously murmured, "Master…"

Xie Fuzhi quickly replied, "I’m here, Master is here."

It had been a long time since he saw Yun Chuyou looking this fragile; it felt like many years ago when Yun Chuyou had just entered Qingxu Sect and was still young.

After becoming partners, Xie Fuzhi often thought that his partner could afford to be less stubborn and strong; she could be a bit weak, a little reckless, and depend on him more.

But in that moment, Xie Fuzhi realized he still did not want to see Yun Chuyou looking so fragile because it meant she was in pain, and it hurt his heart.

He reached out his hand to touch Yun Chuyou’s forehead, then her cheek, gently squeezed her slim wrist, and buried his head in Yun Chuyou’s chest, listening to her strong heartbeat.

"Chuyou, do you feel any discomfort? Is your head hurting? Or your stomach?"

Yun Chuyou shook her head slightly, "No, it doesn’t hurt."

Her head really didn’t hurt. Once she pulled herself out of that state, many memories became fuzzy, so she didn’t feel any headache. It was like she had watched a very long movie, watching it over and over again. When the movie ended, everything came to an end.

While watching, she might have been very absorbed and even genuinely felt what the characters felt, her emotions rising and falling with them. But when the movie ended, stepping from the dark cinema into the outside world, she could easily pull herself away and return to a more vibrant and relevant reality.

Her head truly didn’t hurt, and there was no other discomfort in her body. The only discomfort was in her heart. She felt that her emotions were not completely back to normal yet; the aftereffects were a bit strong.

Especially when she saw Xie Fuzhi, those faded emotions were stirred up again.

Xie Fuzhi hadn’t found anything wrong with her, but when Yun Chuyou had collapsed earlier, he had no idea what to do and was helpless, unable to find the reason for her unconscious state.

"Chuyou, you suddenly fainted and didn’t wake up for a long time. You really scared me!"

"Crash…" Something fell down.

Yun Chuyou turned to look in the direction of the sound and discovered that there was a third person in the room.

This third person was none other than the sect master of the Tianji Clan, the riddle-speaking man—Sect Master Yan.

Yun Chuyou’s eyes widened in surprise. She used her spiritual power to open the window. Yes, outside was the familiar scenery, and inside was the familiar decor. She was indeed still at Xianren Peak of Qingxu Sect.

This room was arranged by her and Xie Fuzhi together. The water in the Cold Pool outside shimmered, and this was definitely Qingxu Sect.

"How could Sect Master Yan be here at our Qingxu Sect?"

Not only did he appear at Qingxu Sect, but he was also tied up, stuck in a chair beside him.

Unable to get any answers, Sect Master Yan was placed under a silence spell and a binding spell.

Although cultivators are very powerful, if their bodies lack properly flowing Spirit Qi and cannot consume Inedia Pill, there is still a chance they could starve to death.

When Xie Fuzhi thought of this, he felt a bit annoyed. He deliberately turned his head so Yun Chuyou wouldn’t see his displeased expression. "It’s all his fault. After he spoke to you alone, you fainted shortly after returning, and couldn’t be woken up. I just brought him here!"

It was all that cursed, mumbling old man’s fault. In the many repeated pasts, this old man had disrupted his plans and brought only negative effects.

So Xie Fuzhi had a grudge against Sect Master Yan, one that had built up over many times, yet he was the only one who remembered it. Sometimes, Xie Fuzhi’s emotions seemed very strange.

"You were fine before, so it’s not his fault; who else can we blame? How can he still say this has nothing to do with him?"

Sect Master Yan, who had been silenced by a spell, couldn’t make any sound; moving that chair had already taken all his strength.

Sect Master Yan looked at Yun Chuyou with a pleading expression, clearly saying on his face: Now that the person is awake, shouldn’t you let him go?

This ancient monster had a terrible temper and was completely unreasonable. What he did was just hand over a small bottle, and the material inside was not poisonous.

At least it wasn’t enough to put Yun Chuyou into this strange sleeping state; that’s right, he insisted that Yun Chuyou was not in a coma, nor was he asleep.

Besides his fortune-telling skills, Sect Master Yan was also a good Medical Cultivator. After all, they often faced danger and got hurt, so he needed to practice medicine to take care of himself and not depend on others.

But it was useless; Xie Fuzhi, as a family member of the patient, was completely unreasonable and didn’t listen to his diagnosis at all. He just roughly tied him up and trapped him in that chair.

He had known for a long time that Xie Fuzhi had a bad temper, but since they hadn’t interacted much, Sect Master Yan really didn’t expect the other party to be this furious.

Yun Chuyou watched for a while; her feelings toward Sect Master Yan were also very complicated. From Sect Master Yan’s point of view, the other party really hadn’t done anything wrong, but he was a very important NPC in the story, and many times he had messed up Xie Fuzhi’s plans.

If we look at the whole script as a movie, Sect Master Yan is undoubtedly a touching and excellent character, but Yun Chuyou’s perspective is not that of an objective third party.

She is both Xie Fuzhi’s apprentice and Xie Fuzhi’s lover, so because of her bias, she cannot view Sect Master Yan fairly and objectively.

After a long pause, when Yun Chuyou finally calmed down, she said, "Fu Zhi, please remove the restrictions on Sect Master Yan. I passed out, and my relationship with him is not significant."

It is true that I fixed the Fate Mirror using the materials provided by Sect Master Yan, which is why I fell into the Fate Mirror and became unconscious.

The material was given by Sect Master Yan, so saying it has nothing to do with him would be completely false.

However, he merely expedited this process; even if he hadn’t offered it, Yun Chuyou would have found a way to obtain it through other channels.

So, in essence, this matter has little to do with Sect Master Yan.

Moreover, Yun Chuyou does not regret starting this repair function, as through the Fate Mirror, she discovered secrets belonging to Xie Fuzhi.

Without the Fate Mirror, she might never have learned about the hidden pain Xie Fuzhi kept from her.

Thinking of this, Yun Chuyou repeated, "Fuzhi, you untie him and let Sect Master Yan go."

Sect Master Yan blinked, feeling very moved; as long as he was untied, he could walk away by himself right away, without needing Xie Fuzhi’s help.

When Yun Chuyou woke up, Sect Master Yan did indeed think about shouting and causing a scene to trouble Xie Fuzhi, but after considering the huge difference in their strength, he gave up that foolish idea.

Even though he was already at the Transcendency Stage, and his body was somewhat injured from peeking at the secrets of heaven, he was still among the top fighters in the spiritual world. In front of Xie Fuzhi, he felt his own weakness after such a long time.

A phoenix that has lived for thirty thousand years is truly terrifying; he is no match for someone like that as a cultivator in the Transcendency Stage at just over nine thousand years old.

Although Xie Fuzhi was a bit reluctant and felt that the old man hadn’t suffered enough, once Yun Chuyou spoke, he reluctantly decided to let him go.

After all, Chuyou was more important, and they really didn’t need an old man hanging around causing them trouble.

Xie Fuzhi obediently replied, "I will listen to Chuyou."

With a wave of his sleeve, he untied the restrictions placed on Sect Master Yan.

The latter kept his promise. The moment he felt the spiritual power returning, he quickly took out the Transmission Symbol from his storage bag and tore it open in front of everyone to teleport away.

However, as he was leaving, he received a voice warning from Xie Fuzhi, "If Chuyou has any more matters, I will still seek you out."

Yun Chuyou squeezed Xie Fuzhi’s hand; his hand was very warm, but it felt soft, not stiff.

"Fuzhi, I feel that it’s a bit stuffy in the house, let’s go outside and take a look."

Compared to the beginning, Xianren Peak has changed a lot. The five-element formation that increased spiritual power has now been upgraded to the highest level by Yun Chuyou as the sect developed.

At first, the sect was very poor, and Yun Chuyou mainly relied on the system’s functions to make money from alchemy and weapon-making, while other functions were secondary.

Now, both Qingxu Sect and Yun Chuyou personally are very rich, so Yun Chuyou poured a large amount of spirit stones into the system. She upgraded all the special buildings rewarded by the system, using spirit stones to enhance them to the fullest.

These special buildings affect the entire sect and their effects do not change based on distance. However, they provide proportional boosts, and Xianren Peak already has the highest concentration of Spirit Qi amongst the sect, making such boosts especially noticeable.

These changes are all due to her arrival, and Yun Chuyou couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

Xie Fuzhi asked with concern, "Chuyou, do you think it’s cold outside?"

Yun Chuyou shook her head, "I told you I’m fine."

She turned to Xie Fuzhi and asked, "Have you noticed anything different since I woke up?"

Xie Fuzhi looked carefully for a moment, then hesitantly shook his head, "Nothing is different."

If Yun Chuyou had been taken over by someone, he would have noticed right away, but Chuyou was still Chuyou, with no changes.

However, it seemed that the "Handbook of Male Virtues" mentioned that sometimes, in such situations, one shouldn’t be too honest and should learn to give compliments.

"Chuyou seems to have a better aura than before! But in my heart, you will always be the most beautiful, so I can’t see any changes."

Yun Chuyou couldn’t help but laugh, "Where did you learn these smooth-talking words? So glib!"

Xie Fuzhi replied earnestly, "It’s not smooth-talking, everything I said comes from the heart!"

"My state of mind has improved greatly compared to before, and my skills are not so shallow now."

Because Yun Chuyou practiced with Xie Fuzhi before, her skills increased very quickly. Although she worked hard to strengthen her skills later, the growth of her state of mind did not keep up quickly. Her time spent in the Fate Mirror allowed her state of mind to grow by many years in an instant.

At this moment, she did not feel her state of mind was lacking; instead, she felt her skills could still improve.

The pills for increasing skills that she had kept in the system space have never been used until now.

These pills are very special; they can be used regardless of one’s level, which means that when she hits a bottleneck, taking one of the pills will allow her surroundings to break through.

Good pills should be used wisely, but even Yun Chuyou herself never thought her training speed could be this fast.

Now, however, she began to feel that her training speed was still not fast enough. She was far from Xie Fuzhi, and she wanted to use her strength to protect him.

Xie Fuzhi was momentarily stunned, "Is this why Chuyou fell into a coma before?"

Could it be that he wrongly accused that old man? But even if he did not behave, he still would not apologize to him.

The mood had improved, but at that moment, Yun Chuyou’s heart was not calm.

She sat on one of the stone pillars of the Five Spirits Array, took out her fishing rod from the house, changed to a straight hook, and without putting on any bait, cast it directly into the Cold Pool.

Yun Chuyou looked at the still water and calmly said, "I fell into a coma because I saw your biggest secret."