Chapter 633: The Red Leaves Would Flutter Every Autumn

　　Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

　　Shen Ruoxi could not help but think about why she did not kill her if she wanted to cut the ties. Shen Ruoxi did not ask this question because she did not want to die. She was not sure whether she would have the memory of her past lives in the next reincarnation.

　　The Daoist nun was a beautiful woman but she did not like to dress up. Even so, she was still more beautiful than any woman Shen Ruoxi had ever met. She was also curious about why did her father marry her mother instead.

　　After a while, an unforeseen event had happened at the imperial capital. The chancellor, Xiao Dao successfully seized the throne. He kept the royal bloodline who was close with the previous emperor under lockup and Shen Ruoxi’s father was one of the sons of the previous emperor’s first wife. Because of that, Ruoxi’s bloodline was considered the authentic descendant of the King. If some people made use of the fact, it would bring a lot of troubles to Xiao Dao.

　　As such, during the period, there was a continuous stream of connoisseurs appearing in the vicinity of the Daoist nun and Shen Ruoxi. Among them, there would even be people who practiced Dao. Even though none of them was better than the Daoist nun, they successfully delayed her journey.

　　Speaking of which, Shen Ruoxi was not Shen Ruoxi in this life. It was not her name for many of her lives but she always recognized herself as Shen Ruoxi.

　　The previous generation of the royalty also had the surname Xiao. The country formed was called Qi. Xiao Dao who seized the throne had nothing to do with the royalty of the Qi Kingdom other than sharing the same surname as them.

　　Apparently, the reason Xiao Dao could successfully seize the throne was attributed to two people. One of them was Zhenren Taohong from the Way of the Celestial Masters and another was Shen Lian from Jiangdong’s first family. The two represented the biggest power in the Daoist sect and the commoners’ world. They were too, the pillar supporters of the theory of unceasing psyche. The both of them were also one of the three Masters in the world.

　　The only thing was that they had no opposers. Not everyone in the imperial capital was willing to pledge alliance to Xiao Dao. When the third master of the world, Fan Zhen brought up the theory of ceased psyche, he gathered a huge force from the court and Jianghu which was of equivalent standing with Shen Lian and Tao Hong’s the theory of unceasing psyche. Xiao Dao had sent about fifty enlightened monks and Daoists to debate with Fan Zhen. All of them lost. They could not do anything to him. Furthermore, when one was dealing with a Master, one could not do anything by force. If he asked Shen Lian or Tao Hong to handle this issue, it would mean for him to completely acknowledge the dissidence with Fan Zhen. There was also no guarantee that the two of them would definitely win.

　　It was what the Daoist nun told Shen Ruoxi. She also knew the reason why the Daoist nun did not kill her as her task was to bring her to the imperial capital and hand her over to Fan Zhen. They would make use of her position to gather more power from the previous emperor in order to overthrow Xiao Dao.

　　Till then, when the theory of ceased psyche became mainstream, all the talks about celestials and Buddha would disappear.

　　Shen Ruoxi felt odd. If that was the case, it meant the Daoist nun was against the theory of unceasing psyche. Even though she was a cultivator and a powerful cultivator at that.

　　The Daoist nun told her that cultivation could only make one stronger, just like if an ant turned into a human. However, whether it was human or ant, they would one day disappear. It was impossible for their psyche to be unceasing.

　　Shen Ruoxi felt like opposing her because she was the living proof of the unceasing psyche. Regardless of how many times she died, her psyche continued to exist.

　　She was slightly worried. If everyone thought that the theory of ceased psyche was right, it meant she should not exist. She also remembered a story told by someone who she was rather close to. Once upon a time, there was a country where everyone there was crazy, except for the Queen. The Queen was eventually assassinated because she was an oddity.

　　If she became an oddity, would the same happen to her?

　　Shen Ruoxi thought it was very likely but she could not do anything about it. Despite the fact that her psyche was unceasing, it did not mean that she had extraordinary ability.

　　There were more and more people coming after her and the Daoist nun. The closer they got to the imperial capital, the more obstructions they met.

　　Shen Ruoxi and the Daoist nun finally met someone powerful on a hidden path. The person was unharmed even though he was lit with fire.

　　The surrounding woods and grass all withered when he got closer. One could tell the fire was of a high temperature.

　　He was carrying a huge sword. The handle of the sword was wider than Shen Ruoxi’s forehead. He also had an unusually big build.

　　Shen Ruoxi was not too scared as the Daoist nun was considered her for. Even though the people from Xiao Dao were trying to catch her, it would not necessarily be worse than when she was in the hand of the Daoist nun.

　　Furthermore, she really disliked the theory of ceased psyche. If they forced her to support the theory, it would mean for her to oppose the meaning of her existence.

　　“Shen Lian is one of the three Masters in the world, and he holds an important position. Under the residence of Divine Planning, he had the Black and White Impermanence, the Five-Element Folks, and the Eight Generals of sky, earth, mountain, swamp, water, fire, wind, and lightning. You must be the Fire General, Chi Zhuiyang.” The Daoist nun’s squinted as she let down the duster which had silver strands. It had a cold gleam.

　　The person on fire laughed loudly, “Yes it is me. Which Taisu sect’s fairy are you?”

　　The Daoist nun said, “There is no more Taisu sect in the world. I am Taisu.”

　　Chi Zhuiyang asked in a serious expression, “What do you mean?”

　　The Daoist nun replied, “I killed everyone from Tai Su Sect as I wanted to cut the ties. It is not enough to just kill the man who cheated on me. I need to kill everyone from Tai Su Sect, including my teacher, my Senior-Apprentice Sister, my Junior-Apprentice Sister and everyone in Tai Su. This will then be considered complete.”

　　She said it calmly. Even though Chi Zhuiyang had successfully cultivated Fire Sword, whereby the fire could melt even gold and iron. His heart felt cold. It was the Tai Su Sect, which had existed as a holy land for cultivation since ancient time. Everyone was killed by the Daoist nun. He could only imagine her power was beyond their imagination. Perhaps not even the three Masters could be as powerful as her.

　　Chi Zhuiyang did not think about leaving because she had indeed done that. If he were to escape, it would mean a faster death for him.

　　He calmed down and said, “Even if you’ve killed the King, you have to beat my Fire Sword. Otherwise, I will bring the little Princess of Commander with me.”

　　The Daoist nun carried Shen Ruoxi and spoke with a deep voice, “If you don’t want to die, you’d better not move around.”

　　Shen Ruoxi hesitated. She felt that it was better for her to die this time and be reincarnated later but deep down she felt that if she just died, the ending would not be great.

　　When she was still hesitating, Chi Zhuiyang had already swung his sword. The fire, along with the heat waves felt like he wanted to dry up the whole place.

　　The Daoist nun was calm, as she swept her duster lightly. The soft wind dispersed all the heat.

　　The silver strands of the duster were like the countless hair of a bull which attacked all the acupoints of Chi Zhuiyang.

　　Chi Zhuiyang felt his body numbed. The sword in his hand became extremely heavy. He fell from mid sky.

　　He could not do anything other than to stare, as the Daoist nun kicked his skull and left.

　　There was only a crossing to the imperial capital which was known as the Red Leaf Crossing. During autumn, the red leaves would flutter and as they fell into the river. It was a gorgeous scene like it was a river filled with the blood of heroes.

　　Shen Lian was at the Red Leaf Crossing as he spoke to the servant next to him, “How long do you think she will need to get past the Eight Generals, the Five-Element Folks and the Black and White Impermanence?”

　　The servant replied politely, “Perhaps she will not be able to make it to you.”