Song Yan's eyes brightened, and he said, "Perhaps when I reach Perfection, I can sever it. I currently consider the seven emotions and six desires to be my true self, and I cannot easily sever them. But if I achieve Perfection, my true self will be free, and I will not need the seven emotions and six desires as crutches. At that time, I can muster all my strength to cut away these evil thoughts!"

Long Muyun pondered for a long time before saying, "If the Secret Realm were not sealed, I could accompany you outside to help you achieve Perfection in your Realm. But now... alas, as you suggested before, let's try cutting off the Good Corpse first."

Song Yan nodded and began nurturing the Good Corpse.

...

...

In the blink of an eye, another decade passed.

Long Muyun looked askance at Song Yan.

Song Yan also looked at her.

"Sister Yun, I actually think you should have your own destiny, and not be tied to the Celestial Venerable. If there are any shackles held by the Celestial Venerable, you might as well tell me now. I swear I will do my utmost to help you break free."

"Little Song, are you going to sever it or not..."

"Please don't laugh at me, Sister Yun, it's just that..." Song Yan's eyes revealed a sincere expression, then he leapt off the lotus platform and took Long Muyun's hand.

Long Muyun struggled a bit, but Song Yan held on tightly. He then looked at her seriously and said, "If we were still strangers when we first met, now that we have been together in one place for over thirty years, I already understand what kind of person you are. Sister Yun, you are actually a kind person. You shouldn't be so bound..."

Long Muyun remained silent for a moment. She vaguely remembered, a long time ago, she came alone with a sword to explore the Celestial Venerable Secret Realm, but what happened afterwards was unclear.

But she only remembered fighting fiercely, continuously fighting, leaving numerous sword marks on the walls. Yet, despite this, she still couldn't carve a bloody path out.

Exhausted, she propped her sword on the ground, and at that moment, her persistent headache peaked.

Pained and despairing, she clutched her head and cried bitterly, but it only attracted creatures from the Netherworld.

Unable to continue fighting, she fled in panic, fighting and retreating, but before escaping the Secret Realm, she lost consciousness.

When she regained consciousness, she found herself sitting behind that bronze door and learned of her mission, as well as the whole truth.

Her headaches were due to a thought from the Master of Heaven and Earth in her mind.

And more complete thoughts of the Master of Heaven and Earth emerged in the stone chamber behind the bronze door.

The Celestial Venerable Secret Realm was a significant opportunity, likely to attract many geniuses to explore. What she had to do... was assess these geniuses and create new avatars for the Master of Heaven and Earth.

Because the Celestial Venerable's avatar had flaws.

At this moment, Song Yan's continuous persuasion stirred some fragmented memories in her.

Accompanying this came a burning sensation, a stinging pain.

Her delicate body suddenly quivered, she staggered a bit while holding her forehead, her snow-white neck spasmodically arched, with veins protruding beneath her fair skin.

Sizzle...

Sizzle, sizzle...

She twitched as if electrocuted, then calmed down again, and taking a deep look at Song Yan who was looking at her with concern, she said, "Stop talking about me, think carefully about how to sever the Good Corpse."

Song Yan also looked at Long Muyun.

After all, he was not Vilampu, unable to directly perceive who Long Muyun was, nor could he know she was the Celestial Venerable's Good Corpse, much less that she once resisted and fought.

He only knew that Long Muyun was a person on the "Divine List," inherently controlled by the Master of Heaven and Earth, thus serving as an assessor here, executing the "Alternative Avatar Plan" for the Master of Heaven and Earth.

But Long Muyun's current demeanor made him rethink.

This ancestor of the Dragon Tomb Ancient Race was obviously "imprisoned" on a divine soul level, just like the shackles of the Nine-Child Demon Mother. Her every thought was beyond her control, all had been altered.

However, she herself was also exceptionally powerful, which is why, upon hearing his frequent persuasion, a trace of rebellious thought arose.

Song Yan pondered briefly, and then his enchanting red lips opened, saying, "Sister Yun, the current you is not the true you, I am willing to accompany you, to sever the binding on you..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cold light flashed.

A long sword was already pointed at Song Yan's throat.

Long Muyun's cold and beautiful face was twisted as she shouted sternly, "If you say any more, I'll kill you!"

Song Yan, who had lived a long time, knew more than well the state of someone who says such words.

She said "kill you" merely because his words indeed created a crack in her Dao heart, one that perhaps would succeed if pressured just a bit more.

His divine soul power was already incredibly strong, advancing further after nurturing the corpse.

Long Muyun was a powerful Divinity Transformation Realm, but evidently... it was precisely because of her strength that she could unintentionally resist.

Such resistance might occur at a very low frequency, fleeting in an instant.

But this opportunity formed precisely because of his repeated persuasion while nurturing the Good Corpse.

If it were someone else, Long Muyun would definitely not let them prattle by her ear, but Song Yan was different.

Long Muyun couldn't possibly kill him!

Otherwise, why call him "Master, Master," take off her clothes, and unite with him?

Song Yan hadn't expected to seize this opportunity inadvertently, and now that he had, he didn't plan to let it go.

He raised his head, against the sword, tears suddenly slid down his cheeks, his lips slightly opened, "Sister Yun, you should do this, and I should die. As a man, I couldn't protect the woman I love most dearly. Letting you fall to this point, controlled by my past life. Nothing in this world is more painful. Slash down with your sword on my throat! Don't hesitate anymore! If I die, the Celestial Venerable dies too, this definitely will help unchain you and gain back your freedom! If it is as desired, then... wouldn't my death be worthwhile?"

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