Chapter 1581: Chapter 1581: Two Fools

"So, what you told me back then was also false, just to ensure that Mu Hanyan and I would both be badly hurt?" Wei Xiaotian suddenly asked.

Being chosen by the Holy Master to join the sect, his reactions were naturally sharp. Listening till here, he immediately realized that the jealousy and resentment he held toward Mu Hanyan, which deepened over time, were largely instigated by Bo Xuanji’s manipulations. Yet, at that time, he was blinded by jealousy, failing to realize it.

"Indeed, I originally believed that with your strength, killing or crippling Mu Hanyan would be no difficult task, yet I hadn’t expected you to be so inadequate," Bo Xuanji shook his head in disappointment.

"And Han Yutang? Back then, I hinted at him to use the Cloud Dragon Nine Heavens Furnace against Mu Hanyan, thinking myself clever. Now it seems that was also under your influence, wasn’t it?" Wei Xiaotian asked with a bitter smile.

He used to think himself smart, only now realizing he was merely a fool, played like a monkey in someone else’s hand.

"You’re not entirely stupid, but I didn’t expect that useless individual to harm Mu Hanyan; I merely wanted him to suffer at Mu Hanyan’s hands, thus angering Ao Fangchen. Unfortunately, although Ao Fangchen acted as I hoped, he was defeated beneath the swords of Jian Wuchen and Ye Lanfeng.

However, my efforts weren’t entirely in vain. He eventually used the Seven Star Heavenly Positioning Plate, giving us the best opportunity. Alas, man’s calculations cannot match heaven’s, and in the end, we still failed." Bo Xuanji sighed heavily.

"Did you call me useless? You old wretch, how dare you insult me!" While Wei Xiaotian felt nothing, Han Yutang flew into a rage upon hearing these words.

"Isn’t it true? Being toyed around like a monkey, even having your cultivation wasted, yet remaining clueless. If I didn’t spell it out for you today, you’d never understand in your lifetime! I’ve heard that Elders Han Lin were exceptionally talented, rare geniuses in the Holy Court in a millennium, yet they begot a descendant like you. Luckily, they died early, or they’d be angered to death by you!" Bo Xuanji said with utter disdain and without mercy.

Han Yutang’s face flushed with anger. He picked up a longsword from the ground but then slowly put it down again.

"You’re right; I am indeed a useless fool, being tricked to such an extent, having my cultivation wasted, yet remaining oblivious. What else could I be but useless? Anyway, you’re going to die; what difference would it make if I killed you? Useless, still useless," Han Yutang murmured to himself, eyes brimming with despair as tears slowly rolled down his cheeks.

Basking in his ancestral glory and under his master’s wing, even the Holy Master hesitated to lightly reprimand him. Han Yutang always considered himself superior, and his arrogance and dominance were met with self-pride in his wisdom and cultivation. Thus, when he learned of Mu Hanyan and others being assigned to Holy Sword Peak for cultivation by the Holy Master, he lost his balance, easily goaded into hatred, repeatedly acting foolishly.

Even after Mu Hanyan crippled his cultivation, he didn’t reflect. Only now does he realize he was played for a fool, indeed a complete idiot and useless fool.

Bo Xuanji’s merciless words battered him to the core, yet simultaneously woke him up. Tears came flooding, filling his heart with regret.

"Mu Hanyan, there’s probably nothing more you want to ask now. Either give me a quick death, or let me live or perish on my own," Bo Xuanji looked at Mu Hanyan, saying expectantly.

Mu Hanyan slowly retracted her Qi, knowing those matters were unrelated to Bo Xuanji, so her initial killing intent faded. However, she knew that even if she spared him now, he would not escape death, leaving him to his fate was perhaps the best choice.

With the retraction of Qi, Bo Xuanji’s vitality swiftly diminished.

"Mu Hanyan, I have a request," Bo Xuanji said in an extremely weak voice.

"Speak." Mu Hanyan said. The saying goes, ’A dying person speaks kindly,’ so she didn’t hastily reject Bo Xuanji’s last request.

"The temple and the Holy Court have fought for a million years with no distinction between right and wrong, good and evil, merely differing beliefs. The common people of the world originally share the same roots. If one day you truly become the strongest in the continent as I predict, I hope you’ll spare them a pathway to life," Bo Xuanji said, gazing deeply at Mu Hanyan.

"I promise you," Mu Hanyan nodded.

She never anticipated that at death’s door, Bo Xuanji would make such a request.

Perhaps, he was right; there was no distinction between right and wrong, good and evil between the temple and the Holy Court, merely a difference in belief. They held the same compassion and mercy for the common people, so she had no reason to refuse such a request.

"Thank you." A peculiar brilliance flickered in Bo Xuanji’s eyes, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, then he lost his last breath of life.

A scarlet flame rose from his body, quickly reducing him to ashes.

Both Ao Fangchen and Wei Xiaotian were silent for a long time, as Bo Xuanji’s last request deeply impacted them.

A clear whistle resounded, and behind them, Yue Fanchen stood tall, unleashing a Sword Slash.

Holy light enveloped him, yet now it carried an indomitable majesty.

This was Yue Fanchen’s Saint Swordship after fusing with the Sword Soul. Mu Hanyan clearly felt that this Sword Slash not only increased in power several times over but was also imbued with vitality.

The Qi within Yue Fanchen was so abundant, like a spring flowing incessantly.

Under that holy light, patches of grass broke through the earth, and the entire ground was covered in a layer of tender green. This was the Saint Path, and it was also the Path of Life.

For a long time, the Sword Light slowly disappeared.

"Congratulations," Mu Hanyan said to Yue Fanchen as she stepped forward.

Finally comprehending the Sword Soul not only meant Yue Fanchen’s strength soared but also signified the full recovery of his cultivation foundation. Mu Hanyan felt genuinely happy for him.

A slight smile appeared on Wei Xiaotian’s face. Although the Sword Soul had vanished and wouldn’t appear again until the Holy Soul Illusion Realm opened again after several thousand or even tens of thousands of years, he no longer harbored any jealousy.

This time, in the Holy Soul Illusion Realm, he had faced life and death, and his mindset underwent subtle changes. Bo Xuanji’s words scolded Han Yutang awake, and they deeply moved him too, making his mind more serene and broad-minded.

The sky’s clouds changed, and the unique fluctuations of the Barrier Prohibition enveloped them, signaling the imminent closure of the Illusion Realm.

"We shall be leaving first." Ao Fangchen said to Mu Hanyan.

They had used the Seven Star Heavenly Positioning Plate to enter the Holy Soul Illusion Realm and didn’t want others to see them.

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