Cultivating by picking up attributes, I accumulate my strength! - Chapter 214 - Chapter 214: Chapter 136: Life Defies Xuanwu, Rebuilding the Golden Core, The Beauty and the Fairy 3

Chapter 214: Chapter 136: Life Defies Xuanwu, Rebuilding the Golden Core, The Beauty and the Fairy 3

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“Whoosh!”

Chu Xianyu’s eyes suddenly turned red. But a second later, she covered her head in agony, screaming in pain.

“Golden Cicada Nine Transmutations!”

Wang Da Niu seriously launched a Divine Power, directly hitting Lu Xuanxuan’s unguarded body and sending him flying.

“Go!”

Next, he applied a prepared Transmission Talisman to Han Ye’s body.

Channeling Magic Power, he sent Han Ye away.

As the Spiritual Qi circulated, everything started swirling around. The Transmission Talisman started to work.

Han Ye, holding Chu Xianyu’s hand, both of them vanished from their original location.

A three-story redwood pavilion with an attached courtyard, where ancient pines and bamboos were planted. The pines and bamboos swayed in the rain, making a rustling noise.

A red candle was lit on the third floor of the pavilion.

As the cold wind swept over, the flame on the candle danced, making the atmosphere feel very eerie.

“Where is this?”

Han Ye and Chu Xianyu appeared in the room, taken aback at their new surroundings after being transported by the talisman.

“Ouch!”

Chu Xianyu still kept her head down, clutching her head, exhibiting a posture of agony.

Seeing this, Han Ye gently brushed away the errant strands of hair on her face, looking worried:

“There must be a conflict occurring between Chu Xianyu’s soul and the residual soul of the Immortal. If she loses, she might become a split personality of the other.”

“I must do something.”

Han Ye and Chu Xianyu sat cross-legged on the floor, about a yard apart, facing each other.

Han Ye looked at her reddened eyes and said, “Miss Chu, I don’t know what happened to you. But you need to wake up, otherwise, I fear we won’t see tomorrow’s Sun.”

Chu Xianyu sat on the floor, her long hair cascading down like a waterfall. Under the candle light, her skin looked extraordinarily translucent, like a layer of delicate wax.

But her current state of mind seemed somewhat terrifying, as if she hadn’t heard a word he said.

Han Ye watched her eyes and prodded: “Did the event three years ago when you returned to the Chu family to compete for the position of Patriarch break your will?”

Chu Xianyu’s eyelashes fluttered a little.

At the same time, her ten slender and soft fingers trembled uncontrollably, like a weak quail.

Seeing her reaction, Han Ye immediately continued, “Miss Chu, you were a one-of-a-kind prodigy, unbeaten among your peers. You have never lost once. Your clan thinks you are inferior to the other clan members, to your younger brother, but in your heart, the approval of your family and your father are the most important things.”

“Your cultivation path is flawed, for it is built on others’ approval rather than your own enthusiasm.”

“As such, your path has a fatal flaw.”

“You’re like an exquisite porcelain vase, beautiful and flawless, attracting attention wherever you go. But a single strike with a hammer shatters you into pieces, beyond repair…”

“Stop talking!”

Chu Xianyu’s Blood Pupil eyes, pressed over her head, shed tears, delicate as pear flowers in the rain.

At this moment, Han Ye confirmed that Chu Xianyu was indeed in a state of emotional distress, seriously suffering a blow to her spirit that left her collapsed.

Han Ye stared at her and said, “There’s no shame in losing to your brother, no shame in your father being tortured to death by the Demonic Cult. Haven’t we all lost before? How many times have I lost to you, and have I ever given up?”

“I’m no longer who I once was. I am Chu Xianyu, a useless person who can’t even save her family and the people around her.”

Chu Xianyu kept her eyes closed, avoiding Han Ye’s gaze. She gently shook her head, again and again, negating herself.

But Han Ye knew for sure that if she kept thinking this way, she would be completely lost, and there would be no chance of restoring her spirit.

From then on, there would only be a beautiful woman in white, but there would be no descendant of the Sword Immortal, Chu Xianyu..

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