50 - The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

Chapter 11: Master, I Just Want a Good Night's Sleep 6k - The Senior Disciple Has Given Up At the same moment, in a different place. Countless individuals residing in Northern Luzhou looked up. "The skies are about to change." Yes, indeed. The skies are about to change. A female cultivator struck by a surge of blood energy clutched her mangled right arm, her eyes filled with terror. Where did Jiang Jing's power originate? Could Bai Lian truly slay Jiang Jing, who was nearly consumed by his inner demons? She witnessed Bai Lian's true form, threatened by this tumultuous "storm," much like a sail-less boat, on the brink of capsizing at any moment. In truth, Bai Lian wasn't afraid. With every inch her elbow moved forward, a scene from her interactions with her master, her fellow senior disciples, her junior sister Tong, and countless others flashed through her mind. There were moments of joy. Moments of frustration. Moments of worry. These scenes constituted every moment since she arrived in this world. Initially, she feared them, but now she only desired to hold onto them tightly. Because they were her memories, proof of her existence, and her entirety! She refused to let anyone take any of it away. Thus. What cloaked her was the intent to kill, but what truly drove her forward with reckless abandon was the courage that filled her body and soul! Even as the wounds on her body multiplied, even as her vertebrae shattered, even as crimson blood surrounded her. She only felt her body growing hotter. She approached death. She embraced rebirth. In that moment, Bai Lian was no longer a mere "ice sculpture" from within a painting. She genuinely possessed the warmth that defines humanity! "Do you know?" She struggled to control her avatar, moving it toward Jiang Jing. One step. Two steps. Her pace was slow, but she drew nearer to Jiang Jing. No. I wish to know nothing. Jiang Jing only knew he needed to shatter the illusion before him, to break the barrier overhead, and then... The world would become his playground as vast as the ocean, as boundless as the sky! His journey was toward the expansive three thousand realms of the celestial world! "Break, all of it, break for me!" Jiang Jing raised his flame-encased right arm, swinging it like a hammer heavily toward Bai Lian’s shoulder. Bang! Just as he expected. With one decisive blow, Bai Lian, who stood before him, vanished. "Haha, hahaha... An illusion, indeed, it was just..." Yet, Jiang Jing’s laughter was abruptly cut off the next moment. Another Bai Lian had disappeared. But the strange dagger she held remained, clattering as it fell onto the uneven stone floor. Rolling. And rolling again. "......" Jiang Jing stared blankly at the dagger. In a blink, a frost-white arm suddenly entered his view, firmly grasping the handle of the dagger. Woo~ Woo~ The north wind began to blow, resembling a mournful tune. Jiang Jing's vision gradually widened. He distinctly saw Bai Lian, whom he had just punched into oblivion, reappear! Bai Lian's gaze remained icy. She spoke as she continued to approach. "With my strength, it would have been impossible to kill you." Bang! Jiang Jing roared in fury. At that moment, he was like a monkey with its tail on fire. "Get away, stay away!" Bai Lian's avatar was dispersed once more, intense pain radiating from the center of her True Vision of Illusions, spreading to her limbs and bones. Yet this still didn’t…