FSCQT – Chapter 210

Chapter 210 – Yun Ze (Extra)

If one could attain redemption, who would willingly sink into darkness?

But faced with repeated ruin and long-term despair, who dares to grasp at what is called redemption?

If one easily believes such things, it’s not a desire for redemption, but rather that despair is not yet enough.

—Yun Ze

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The demonic aura dissipated completely, utterly dispersing in such a decisive manner.

Finally, the sky cleared, auspicious clouds appeared, and the world rejoiced.

But for him, the dark clouds dispersing in the sky had long overshadowed his heart.

Without spiritual power to support him, Yun Ze let himself fall, his eyes hollow.

It’s all his fault, why did he let her bear this burden?

Clearly, he had recklessly toyed with this cycle, so why did it ultimately lead to her tragic fate?

Was this what he wanted?

No, it wasn’t.

This wasn’t what he wanted, but what did he truly want? Even he didn’t know anymore.

So tired, so cold…

Master… Why, despite things seeming different this time, did you still lead him into endless despair?

He closed his eyes in resignation, falling to the ground. A momentary pang of pain gripped his chest, a hint of blood on his lips.

But the pain was fleeting.

When he opened his eyes again, everything around him had changed once more.

It was the beginning of the cycle again. Yun Ze looked around with hollow, lost eyes, before weakly raising a hand to cover his face. His body trembled slightly, and then he started to laugh, a laughter tinged with a hint of childishness, growing louder and louder.

Tainted with madness, one couldn’t tell if it was despair or joy.

“Look, Master, I’m back again… back in this cycle.”

But this time, he was obedient, sincere inside and out. Will you be good to him, even if it’s false, give him a place to settle, a bosom to rest upon?

Yet this time, Yun Ze did not meet Yan Luo, who had travelled through dimensions.

Later, when he relied on the ceremony of accepting disciples into the Lingyun Sect to enter, Yun Ze realized in bewilderment that despite its size, there was no one named Yan Luo in the Lingyun Sect.

She was gone…

Wearing the attire of an inner disciple of a certain peak, Yun Ze listened blankly to those around him saying that there had never been a Junior Master named Yan Luo in the Lingyun Sect.

No Yan Luo?

The greatest anxiety and unease gripped Yun Ze’s heart. The speculation he had least wanted to voice before had finally become reality.

After that day, the other disciples of Lingyun Sect never saw this new junior disciple who had just entered.

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Yun Ze left the Lingyun Sect, walking through the places where he had once been with Yan Luo, and finally arrived at the cave where they had shared moments of intimacy. This time, without his modifications, it was still empty.

But it seemed like Yan Luo’s shadow lingered everywhere.

Looking at all this, Yun Ze tightly pursed his lips.

Finally unable to bear it, he slowly crouched down, burying his head in his arms, trembling slightly, finally bursting into tears.

His Master… This time, she truly didn’t want him anymore.

Is this his retribution? But what did he do wrong? Why was he plunged into this endless cycle?

He… just wanted to break free…

Why…?

Suddenly, a light sigh seemed to echo in his ears, and his body felt lighter.

So warm…

Yun Ze raised his head in a daze, tears and confusion still evident on his delicate, yet now somewhat immature face, eyes slightly reddened. He looked at the Zhengxuan Sword that had appeared before him, he didn’t know when.

Why was the Zhengxuan Sword here?

But… it’s really warm… like the feeling in Master’s embrace.

Yun Ze reached out and took the Zhengxuan Sword in his hand, the sword that had once nearly taken his life and once belonged to him, emitting a faint ring.

A smile uglier than crying emerged on Yun Ze’s face.

Master… didn’t completely abandon him, right? This time, she’s finally going to rescue him from this cycle, right?

—So happy… Master, don’t go too far. Your disciple will accompany you, okay? Even if you don’t want to see me, can you let me watch you from afar?

He won’t be greedy anymore… Some things, if you hold them too tightly, they will slip away…

The Zhengxuan Sword was unsheathed, aimed at his own heart, and thrust down.

Blood spread, it hurt, but it was warm.

Yun Ze curled up, feeling the end…

He knew this time he wouldn’t be reborn; his obsession was gone now.

In a daze, he seemed to see that figure, pure and standing in front of him, looking at him gently.

His hand weakly reached out, a faint smile on his lips.

Master, in the end… can a little bit of what you said about joy be true?

Just a little bit would be enough…

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