jdhmnovel Chapter 303 Goodbye
Chapter 303 Goodbye
Si Jinchuan knelt on the ground, his hands and feet bound with gold thread.
Fusang looked at him, then withdrew her hand, causing the golden threads to tighten.
"what!"
Blood dripped down the gold thread, and Si Jinchuan trembled all over in pain, feeling as if his whole body was about to be torn to pieces.
"Fusang, kill me or torture me as you please. Just do it cleanly!" Si Jinchuan managed to squeeze out the words, the pain nearly making him faint.
Fusang shook her head and said calmly, "No rush. After all, I can't let you die without knowing why."
"thump!"
The gold thread was pulled back, and Si Jinchuan was thrown heavily to the ground.
Liu Zetao stood beside Fusang. Fusang landed on the ground and walked step by step toward Si Jinchuan.
"Kill me! Yan Ze, I killed your disciple Jiang Ci. Don't you want revenge? If you don't act now, what kind of master are you?" Si Jinchuan glared at Yan Ze, his eyes burning with rage.
Now is not the best time to confront Fusang; he cannot allow himself to be controlled by Fusang.
Yan Ze turned his head away, and Fu Sang had already arrived in front of Si Jinchuan.
"What are you going to do?" Si Jinchuan looked at Fusang without fear, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Don't misunderstand. Si Jinchuan, I'm here to thank you." Fusang smiled slightly, her eyes filled with appreciation.
Si Jinchuan's face turned pale; he didn't understand why Fusang would say such a thing.
“Si Jinchuan, I’ve known all along that you were reborn a hundred times so that Xie Wanning could live. You don’t need to hide it from me anymore.”
Si Jinchuan glared at Liu Zetao and cursed him under his breath, "Traitor."
Liu Zetao involuntarily flinched, his legs trembling uncontrollably, cold sweat trickling down his forehead. But when he realized that the severely injured Si Jinchuan was incapable of harming him, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
"So what?" Si Jinchuan's heart skipped a beat, fear gripped his heart instantly, but he still shrugged as if to keep it light.
Fusang paced slowly, speaking each word deliberately: "Si Jinchuan, have you never considered why you can be reborn repeatedly? What if I told you that your ability to be reborn was given to you by me? What would you think?"
"No, you've always wanted to kill Xie Wanning, you won't let me save her." Si Jinchuan's voice trembled slightly, his mind was in chaos, and unease crept into his heart like a snake.
Fusang remained silent, only staring at Si Jinchuan. He reached out, and a golden light emerged from Si Jinchuan's chest, quietly landing in Fusang's hand.
"What!" Si Jinchuan's mind went blank, and he even stopped breathing.
He suddenly remembered that in his first life, he was controlled by a force, which was why he hurt Wanxun.
After that, he was never controlled by that force again, so he didn't pay any more attention to it.
Could it be that at that time, the divine power of Fusang had already entered his body?!
Why would this divine power help him be reborn?
As if noticing Si Jinchuan's puzzled look, Fusang calmly said, "I need you to live with Xie Wanning so that I can have a continuous supply of luck. Si Jinchuan, I really want to thank you for providing me with so much luck."
"Xie Wanning, through the accumulation of countless lifetimes, now possesses an unparalleled fortune. With her fortune, I can leave this world and become a supreme god," Fusang said proudly.
“I will kill her. And of course, there’s another troublesome one, Xie Wanxun, she will die too.”
"Don't think about it!"
"Are you enraged? Si Jinchuan, you personally pushed Xie Wanning to her doom. Isn't your so-called promise a curse?" Fusang mocked. "Besides, you can't protect Xie Wanxun. Neither she nor Xie Wanning can survive."
Si Jinchuan struggled fiercely, glaring at Fusang with a ferocious expression. He roared, "Shut up! That's not how it is!"
Si Jinchuan felt as if the string in his heart had snapped, and a murderous aura instantly overflowed.
What did he do?
His perceived salvation and his desperately concealed rebirth were all part of a scheme orchestrated by Heaven.
His rebirth led to the success of the Heavenly Dao Plan.
Was he the one who harmed Xie Wanning?
Now, even Wanxun, whom he finally found, is going to be killed by the Heavenly Dao. How can this be allowed!
The murderous aura could no longer be suppressed; in an instant, it surged out like a flood breaking through a dam.
At the same time, Si Jinchuan's struggling soul shattered instantly and vanished into nothingness.
Fusang chuckled softly and vanished into the divine realm. Yan Ze disappeared afterward.
Only Liu Zetao was unable to escape and was overwhelmed by the murderous aura.
The murderous aura dissipated, and Mo Xuan's soul sighed before disappearing from the spot.
……
After reviewing all the memories, Xie Wanning looked helplessly at Xie Wanxun, only to find that the other party had no expression.
"Sister, Si Jinchuan has been reborn a hundred times just so that we could live. Why is the truth like this?" Xie Wan looked at Si Jinchuan with a dark and unfathomable expression, her heart filled with complex emotions.
Whether it was gratitude or disgust, Xie Wanning couldn't tell. The most important thing now was how Xie Wanxun viewed Si Jinchuan—whether she would let go of years of hatred or kill him without hesitation.
"Wanxun, I'm sorry, I didn't want to involve you. I did all this not to get your forgiveness, but..." Si Jinchuan said apologetically, but Xie Wanxun interrupted her.
"It's for peace of mind. But why did your actions have to cost so many lives? Are all those people living in the cultivation world just pawns on your path of revenge?" Xie Wanxun frowned, her eyes full of scrutiny.
“I…” Si Jinchuan paused, then sighed, “I just don’t want to give up any chance that Xie Wanning can live.”
He had taken too many lives; the killing consumed his reason, and his obsession permeated his thoughts. He was awakened by nightmares countless times, yet he did not stop his endless planning and slaughter.
For a secret promise, for someone who no longer exists, he sets up a chessboard through constant rebirth, treating everyone in the cultivation world as pawns.
He would set up a plan, fail, and then backtrack. He could only start over, searching for a way out, until he had nowhere left to go.
Only in this life did he realize that he was never a chess player; he was merely an unwitting pawn.
"Wanxun, I didn't mean to hide it from you, but the struggle against Fusang is far too difficult. I can't let you be in danger." Si Jinchuan's eyes were filled with earnest pleading.
"Enough, stop talking." Xie Wanxun looked up, took a deep breath, and said, "I should have guessed what you were doing a long time ago, but I just couldn't be sure before."
"The number of souls and demons in the underworld far exceeds its capacity. Most of these souls are blank; they have no memory, no consciousness, and have been wandering the underworld indefinitely. It now appears that these are souls forgotten for countless lifetimes, unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation because the world they belong to has been destroyed."
"Moreover," Xie Wanxun's gaze fell on Xie Wanning, his tone filled with guilt, "Back then, in Ye Qianqian's memories, I discovered some fragmented memories that did not belong to her past life, but rather to a hundred lifetimes."
Xie Wanxun covered her head, recalling how she had almost been swallowed up by the chaotic memories in Ye Qianqian's consciousness space. It seemed that Fusang had destroyed some of Ye Qianqian's memories in order to prevent her from collapsing.
"At first, I was just guessing whether there was more than one cultivation world. However, I dare not speculate before I have clear evidence."
"Now it seems that it is the hundred lifetimes you have been reborn that have caused so many strange things to happen. Wan Ning carries an extraordinary destiny, which is inseparable from you. Therefore, Fusang will not let Wan Ning go."
After Xie Wanxun finished speaking, she sighed softly, feeling a heavy burden on her shoulders.
"I'm sorry, it's my fault," Si Jinchuan said with shame.
"Forget it, what's done is done, there's no point in me pursuing the matter anymore. Now, I just want to know how to defeat Fusang?" Xie Wanxun asked Si Jinchuan.
Si Jinchuan turned his head away, no longer meeting Xie Wanxun's eyes.
After a moment of silence, Xie Wanxun said in a low voice, "Si Jinchuan, you lied to me."
"Excuse me, could you please not leave?"
“An apology won’t change anything, Si Jinchuan. Don’t let me see you again. I tried to believe you, but all I got was deception. You’ve caused me so much pain. Perhaps we shouldn’t have had any connection at all.”
The entire place fell silent; even breathing became faint.
Xie Wanxun knew there had been a misunderstanding between her and Si Jinchuan, but now that misunderstanding had been cleared up. However, the misunderstanding had left a deep, unhealable scar in her heart, so much so that seeing him would cause her heartache.
She admitted she was selfish, after all, Si Jinchuan had promised to travel through a hundred lifetimes. But she didn't want to maintain the relationship anymore; she didn't want to get hurt any more.
She once loved him, loved him so much that she trusted only him. Likewise, she hated him, hated him so much that she wanted to kill him.
Now, she can no longer distinguish her own feelings. Rather than continuing to torment each other, it's better to let each other go.
"I see."
Si Jinchuan understood Xie Wanxun's thoughts.
They were so alike that they could sense each other's emotions and thoughts, and even without speaking, they both knew what the other was thinking.
Si Jinchuan felt empty inside, and at the same time, he let go of the obsession that had weighed on him for thousands of years.
"Thank you, I'm sorry."
Thank you for saving me, for saving me from suicide.
I'm sorry to have caused you pain, so I'm leaving willingly.
"Wanxun, I will not appear in front of you again, so, can you say goodbye to me?" Si Jinchuan asked cautiously.
Xie Wanxun's expression changed.
Since we're never going to see each other again, a farewell is fine. Let's just say goodbye to the past.
Xie Wanxun looked at Si Jinchuan and nodded in agreement.
Si Jinchuan's spirit floated in front of her and looked at her.
"Goodbye."
"See you."
However, Si Jinchuan exuded a murderous aura, which enveloped Xie Wanxun.
"Field, open!"