CHAPTER 485: CHAPTER 485 I LOVE HER VERY MUCH

The Sword Saint of Fairy Valley’s Fifth Court once visited Chen Pingping, and the first thing he said was, "All demon cultivators in the world meet unhappy ends, for lurking within them is a powerful willpower. It is the source of their strength, as well as their ultimate undoing."

Ordinary cultivators follow the Heavenly Dao, or defy it; even the sword, blade, spear, or Divine Skills—a single epiphany can lead them to advancement.

Demon cultivators adhere to a kind of willpower.

They are confined by it, unable to resist. When they become strong enough one day, the willpower behind them takes their place.

This is their destiny.

The Sword Saint continued, "She’s well aware of her destiny, which is why she’s so eager for Cultivating Demon."

Chen Pingping remained silent.

"She told me many stories, and you were mentioned the most. I guess that’s probably why she wants to change her fate," the Sword Saint said, looking at him.

What is a demon cultivator? Powerful, terrifying, dark, devouring, bloodthirsty... This is probably how people understand demon cultivators. But few know the purpose of their existence: they are purer than ordinary cultivators, living solely for the sake of becoming powerful.

As a former Demon Emperor, Guang Xiaoyu knew all this very well.

"But change takes courage, because the road is endless and dangerous..."

"She bears their marks, her fate, so... for Cultivating Demon, she must return to her place of birth and confront her inner weakness and fear," the Sword Saint said.

His words were enigmatic.

Chen Pingping didn’t quite understand but grasped one thing: "Cultivating Demon is difficult."

What emerges is not just oneself, but also breaking free from the chains of fate, altering its trajectory.

The Sword Saint smiled. "I advised her that as long as she does not seek Tao Verification and does not embark on that invincible path, the willpower within her would never emerge. But she said, ’How could I stop?’"

She was obstinate and resolved. Even though Chen Pingping was not mentioned in her subsequent words, the Sword Saint understood the reasons better. Stubbornness and determination were just the surface. She was also foolish in her way.

"Young man, I’ve rambled on so much; don’t you want to say anything?" the Sword Saint sighed.

"Should I lock her up tomorrow and prevent her from cultivating?"

"..."

"Or should I just cripple her and make her a normal person? What do you think about that?" Chen Pingping said.

The Sword Saint’s mouth twitched.

Chen Pingping exhaled. "I’ve known for a long time that she is a demon cultivator and that the fellows inside her are restless. That’s why I’ve not let her touch a sword all these years or indulge in too much slaughter, to avoid arousing the willpower within her. But you see, Xiaoyu is a living being.

"She is independent and free. She has her own ways of thinking and direction and her own things she wants to do, whether good or bad. As her senior brother, all I can do is nag at her from the side, remind her to be safe, or silently protect her, offering her some cultivation resources.

"And I have to prevent her from suffering a backlash. Whether it’s tiring or not is another matter... On the surface, I care deeply for Xiaoyu, but often this care might also trouble her. That is secondary. Xiaoyu has always been someone with her own opinions. She possesses strong cognition and learning abilities, is stubborn, and can handle many things on her own. She’s completely different from Zi Ji. So when dealing with Guang Xiaoyu, besides helping her, it’s more about respecting her, understanding her, and even giving her a certain dignity."

Chen Pingping said, "I was the one who brought her to Qingfeng personally; I love her more than anyone else."

Damn it!

This inexplicable emotion.

For a moment, the Sword Saint was speechless.

He had always thought that Guang Xiaoyu was devoted to Chen Pingping, but Chen Pingping himself did not know. Little did he know, Chen Pingping’s sacrifices were no less than Guang Xiaoyu’s, perhaps even more...

"For she calls me ’senior brother,’ a lifelong title. If one day, the demon cultivators from the Western Wilderness come and injure a single hair on her head, I swear I’ll level the Western Wilderness," Chen Pingping said with domineering assurance. "And if those Big Shots make a move, I’ll make them bleed rivers and regret being alive in this world."

Alas! So touching. A man of true passion! Lucky for me that I am a man. Were I a woman, would I not be offering myself to him at this very moment?

The Sword Saint forcibly calmed himself down. "One last question, is the ancestor of Fairy Valley really still alive?"

Chen Pingping nodded. "Yes, he is still alive."

Hearing this answer, it seemed as if a great weight had been lifted from the Sword Saint’s tense nerves. "That’s good, that’s a relief. You didn’t lie to me. Otherwise, I really couldn’t restrain myself from giving you a good thrashing."

The mighty Fairy Valley, all because of you, Chen Pingping, has now joined the Wuji Sect. Absurd. Before coming here, he had thought it through: first talk about Guang Xiaoyu, then inquire about Yu Changfeng. If it turned out to be a lie, he would beat up Chen Pingping.

Chen Pingping was speechless.

"Take this sword." The Sword Saint pulled out an ancient bronze sword. "I am about to depart and do not know when I will return. Fairy Valley and the Wuji Sect are now in your hands."

Chen Pingping glanced at it, shrugged, and said, "Put it away! Don’t give me such a worthless weapon."

The Sword Saint’s complexion instantly darkened.

"Spiritual Medicines, Spirit Pills, cultivation methods, and such, don’t bother giving those either..." Chen Pingping added.

"..."

"If you’re going to leave, then hurry up. If it wasn’t for you showing up, Xiaoyu probably wouldn’t even know about Cultivating Demon. Now she has to travel far to the Western Wilderness, and I fear I might not be able to hold back from taking out a Quasi-Emperor Weapon to beat you," Chen Pingping let out a sigh.

Tsk tsk! What a big talker!

The Sword Saint stared with wide eyes but did not get angry. Instead, he felt that Chen Pingping made a lot of sense.

If he revived a Quasi-Emperor Weapon, he might actually be able to beat me. I’m scared, really scared.

He shook his head and said, "I’m off."

"Come visit when you have time. The gates of the Wuji Sect will always be open for you," Chen Pingping said with a light chuckle.

Hearing this, the Sword Saint dared not linger any longer.

Based on what he’d learned of Chen Pingping recently, the scoundrel’s most formidable weapon was his mouth—capable of talking the dead back to life. Fairy Valley had been lost just like that. If I don’t leave now, I probably won’t be able to. I’ll end up being sweet-talked into joining the Wuji Sect...

The Sword Saint staggered off. "After I achieve Tao Verification, I’ll come back to beat you up."

Chen Pingping waved in response. "Don’t worry, senior. You will never get the chance."

...

After seeing off the Sword Saint, Chen Pingping was very troubled.

Human selfishness told him he should keep Guang Xiaoyu here. With his current strength, plus Lao Huang, Hei, and the others, he could protect Xiaoyu very well. But, as he had just said, Xiaoyu was an independent individual. Keeping her forcibly in the City of Extinction would be like imprisoning her, and besides... she might not even agree to stay... He couldn’t even guarantee that if Guang Xiaoyu cultivated to the very end, he would be able to sever that terrifying willpower. So be it, so be it!

Chen Pingping sighed softly to himself, "Xiaoyu, no matter what choice you make, your senior brother will support you."

He decided to leave the decision to Xiaoyu.