Chapter 440
Chapter 440 The Tender Summit
Inside the cave, silence prevailed. Sporadic gusts of icy wind whistled through, cutting the stillness. Lin San, who had been animated just moments ago, now lay motionless on the ground. Ning Yuxi's heart was a blur, her body trembling. She took tentative steps towards him. Though the distance spanned only a few steps, it felt like an eternity.
Lin San lay there, his face deathly pale. There was no sound of breathing, and his hand still clutched the treasured sword that Ning Yuxi had given him.
"So, you're dead then?" Ning Yuxi gently crouched down, tears slowly falling. "I risked my life to save yours on Hundred-Foot Chain, only for you to humiliate me later. Good riddance; you deserved to die. I've always despised you—utterly despised you."
Her small hand trembled as her face displayed a mixture of tears and laughter. Slowly reaching toward his cheek, a trace of tenderness filled her eyes. "High above on the celestial mountain, separated from the mundane world, who you are and who I am no longer matter. I wanted to find someone to spend my waning years with. Yet you humiliated me like this—"
"All my life, I've been devoted to the Way, indifferent in my dealings, never competing with anyone. But for you, I've felt both anger and resentment. Even if I became an immortal, I'd be one who had violated precepts. You enjoy the bustling world, so I'll trap you here for a lifetime. You may loathe and hate me, but you can do nothing about it—good that you're dead. No one will ever humiliate me again. I'll remain peacefully beside you, reminiscing the days when you tormented me, cultivating my karmic path for reincarnation, letting you humiliate me once more in the next life."
As she spoke, her tears continued to flow. Her hand touched Lin San's face, only to find it warm and moist, his breath present. He was no corpse but a living being.
"You, you—" Ning Yuxi was alarmed. She leapt to her feet, wiping the tears from her eyes and fiercely kicking him in the leg. "You faking little thief, I'll kill you!"
Lin Wanrong could no longer hold his breath. Taking a deep sigh, he opened his eyes and grinned, "Sister, I never said I was dead. You simply assumed. Ouch, stop kicking!"