The monster beside me lay quietly, no sound of breathing could be heard, and I didn't know whether the heart in my chest had turned cold.
His eyes were slightly blocked, and Gu Pinglin subconsciously wanted to check his breathing, but unexpectedly, when he raised his hand, his whole body was affected, and an unbearable pain came over him. Gu Pinglin suddenly woke up and quickly clenched his fingers.
There is a soft mattress under me.
There is no cold Seven Realms Coffin, this place is not the Ascension Platform, and there is no self-destructive Pill God or blood-stained Great Cultivator around, only the Sword King who is sleeping peacefully.
It was influenced by past events.
He slowly lowered his hand and put it back to his side. Gu Pinglin closed his eyes and calmed down for a moment. He realized that his true energy had recovered, so he patiently sat up and looked out the window. It was dark outside, and it was already dusk the next day. The cold invaded the room, and his body felt a little cold. Gu Pinglin immediately looked down and found that he was not wearing any clothes. It was obvious that someone deliberately did not cover him with clothes.
Bruise marks on wrists and legs were glaring, tiny scratches on fingers, and dull pain on worn shoulders and back... Many unbearable marks were spread on the slightly pale skin, reflecting the loose black hair, which was simply a mess. Looking around, the curtains and mattresses were torn, the robes were scattered on the ground, the tables and stools in the room were overturned, the scrolls on the wall were crooked, and the window frames were broken... There were traces of collisions everywhere. Even though the memory was vague, I knew that something more extreme had happened besides detoxification.
The fingers tightened suddenly, making two noises.
The person next to him remained motionless, his breathing so light that it was almost imperceptible. Unlike Gu Pinglin's disheveled appearance, his neatly-knit robe looked particularly gentle and white under the light.
The haze in his eyes gradually dissipated. Gu Pinglin loosened his hand and saw the Qiankun bag thrown in front of the bed. He quickly took out his robe and put it on. He then took a pill of powerful pill to replenish his strength. When he got out of bed, he still felt like he was walking on cotton. He staggered slightly before he stood firm.
After glancing at the person on the bed, Gu Pinglin walked out slowly.
After taking two steps, a familiar voice came from behind: "You won't kill me?"
Gu Pinglin stopped and did not answer his question: "I am leaving, and you will keep your promise."
"Of course, I'm always honest, unlike those people who refuse to pay their debts," the person behind him said, "but Bu Shuihan and the others are outside. Are you sure you want to go out like this?"
Gu Pinglin had already walked to the screen, but stopped when he heard this.
The man continued, "They heard everything. How are you going to explain it?"
Gu Pinglin said coldly: "I, Gu Pinglin, don't need to explain anything to anyone."
"Oh?" the man said slowly, "Then you are welcome."
Gu Pinglin looked at the screen and clenched his hands into fists again.
There was a chuckle from behind.
Gu Pinglin turned around suddenly and looked at him.
The headband was somewhat loose, and the loose black hair reflected the cold eyebrows. The man was lying on the pillow, like a precious porcelain, thrown anywhere, tilted, upside down, still without losing its elegant luster. Who knew that this most superior skin was wrapped in the worst madness and willfulness
There was a hint of strange excitement in his narrow eyes, just like when he was holding the sword. The more he fought, the more energetic he became. There was no sign of sleepiness at all. He was indeed awake.
"Don't you need to explain?" He looked at Gu Pinglin with a half-smile. "Your brothers have been outside the whole time. They would definitely be more willing to listen to your explanation than to how the head of the Lingxin Sect actively asked me to detoxify them, and how their head enthusiastically tried to please me. Oh - these are of course nothing, but why is head Gu still hesitating to do anything? Do you really not care, or are you just comforting yourself? Do you really dare to go out?"
Gu Pinglin looked at him for a while, sneered, and suddenly raised his palm.
The screen was forcibly pushed several feet away, and the curtain was lifted by the airflow, revealing the situation outside. Two straw men were seen kneeling on the ground with life-saving talismans stuck on them.
Gu Pinglin quickly stepped forward to take a look, then immediately turned around to look at the person on the bed.
"People appreciate this kind of thing. In your eyes, am I, Duan Qingming, not only heartless and ungrateful, but also have such a hobby?" Duan Qingming laughed.
With his fingers tightly gripping the door frame, Gu Pinglin's face was as gloomy as water.
With a smile on his face, Duan Qingming sat up and looked at him. His eyes were not presumptuous and seemed to have no ill intentions. "That would probably be fun too. If you are looking forward to it, I certainly don't mind giving it a try."
With his fingers deeply embedded in the wood, Gu Pinglin said coldly, "If you were not Duan Qingming, you would have died no less than a hundred times."
Duan Qingming said leisurely: "I am Duan Qingming, who can kill me? You?"
The emotions brought by the dream in the previous life had all vanished. Gu Pinglin felt the murderous intent stirring in his chest again: "Do you really think I can't kill you?"
"Then are you going to kill me?" Duan Qingming could naturally sense the murderous intent, but he didn't care. "Now you seem to have a better chance."
Gu Pinglin looked at him for a moment, and finally suppressed his emotions and said, "I want to leave."
Duan Qingming asked: "Are you sure you can still walk?"
"Duan Qingming!" Gu Pinglin pressed his palm in the air, the sword intent brought up a strong wind, and the jade pillow at the head of the bed shattered with a "bang".
"What are you thinking about?" Duan Qingming looked at the cracked jade pillow beside him and pretended to be in a daze. "Although that is not wrong, what I mean is, shouldn't you break through first?"
The past was clear, the knot in his heart had been untied, and a breakthrough was imminent. Since he was not asleep, it was not surprising that he discovered this. Gu Pinglin said nothing, decisively gave up the opportunity for a breakthrough, and wiped the blood from his lips: "Can I leave now?"
Duan Qingming looked at him.
Gu Pinglin was silent for a moment, then said, "Time is running out, I can't delay any longer."
"Master Gu always cares about the safety of the cultivation world. It's admirable." Duan Qingming stopped smiling, stood up, and stretched out his long legs to get off the bed. "Please, I won't see you off."
At this moment, the guard hurried to the outer room and reported: "The head of the Duan family is waiting outside and wants to see the Pavilion Master."
Gu Pinglin's eyes moved slightly, and he turned sideways. Previously, Duan Pin was bewitched by Duan Qingming and helped the Wanfa Sect to cause trouble in the cultivation world. This matter was kept secret from the family elder Duan Zheng. Who knew that the matter was not accomplished, and Duan Zheng came out of retreat and knew about this matter and would definitely punish him. Duan Pin is now in a state of panic, so he must have come to ask for advice.
"I have no choice," Duan Qingming sighed, and without thinking, he ordered, "Just tell them that Master Gu is here and I can't see him right now. I know what he wants to do, but I'm afraid I can't do anything about it. Master Gu has come out in person to stop me, and I'm in a difficult position. I think my father will understand."
Gu Pinglin's mind turned. He only used the Duan family to start the battle, and he had no intention of helping to deal with the aftermath of failure. Now this was rudely pushed onto his head.
After the guards left, Duan Qingming looked at him and asked, "Master Gu, why haven't you left yet?"
"No rush," Gu Pinglin said, "Let's negotiate the price first."
Duan Qingming was surprised: "I helped you detoxify, do you still want me to pay you?"
Gu Pinglin knew he was doing it on purpose, so he was not angry. "If I go out now, I'm afraid I'll be killed by the Duan family and the Wanfa Sect right away. If you use me as an excuse to deal with the Duan family leader, you should also pay a corresponding price. Isn't the business of the Sword King Pavilion fair?"
Duan Qingming said, "My Cloud Sword Master is trapped in the Solitary Yin Land, and his life or death is unknown. The Mist Sword Master was kidnapped by you and probably won't come back. The Rain Sword Master's swordsmanship is so leaky that it's hard for him to protect himself. Now I only have the Wind Sword Master by my side, and the Sword King Pavilion is short of manpower. I can't do anything."
Gu Pinglin said: "Yes, there is also the Pavilion Master."
Duan Qingming was a little surprised, then he said nonchalantly: "If you think you can use this relationship to impose conditions on me, you are wrong."
Gu Pinglin sneered: "Are we related?"
"No?" Duan Qingming raised his eyebrows with a smile.
Gu Pinglin didn't say much to him and said decisively: "I'll pay."
"I'm very expensive, you may not be able to afford me," Duan Qingming said leisurely, "Besides, the Sword King Pavilion must always be cautious with customers like Master Gu who refuse to pay. I'm always worried about losing all my money."
Gu Pinglin said: "I am also very expensive, I will not let anyone take advantage of me."
Duan Qingming said, "No, I'm already giving in by agreeing to abide by the bet and withdraw. Wanfamen will not take action against Lord Sword King, so how can I go back on my word to my former partner?"
"You're going to refuse?"
"Bu Shuihan and the others are indeed chasing after you. They are waiting for you outside near Xiaoci Mountain with Nanzhu. With your abilities, you are not afraid of the Duan Clan and the Wanfa Sect."
"I only have three months, and I don't want to be distracted by dealing with the Duan family."
"What does this have to do with me?"
Gu Pinglin turned around and said, "Then I will just tell Patriarch Duan that the Pavilion Master will have a way to solve his problem."
"After the poison was removed, he turned his back on me," Duan Qingming said calmly, "It's okay to tell him. I don't care about the Duan family."
"Duan Zheng will not tolerate you taking advantage of Duan Pin and the Duan family. You must now abide by the agreement and refuse cooperation from the Wanfa Sect. If you do not let the Zhengzong Dao Sect know your actions..." Gu Pinglin turned his back to him and paused, "This is not your Blood Moon Miasma Valley."
Duan Qingming laughed: "Would I be threatened by such a small matter?"
"Of course you are not afraid of this little trouble." Gu Pinglin stared into the void ahead. After a while, he suddenly called out, "Duan Qingming."
"Um?"
"You shouldn't know me."
Duan Qingming narrowed his eyes.
"You forcibly opened the Moon Tracing Scroll. You thought you wouldn't fail, that you won," Gu Pinglin said calmly, "but didn't you realize that you had already lost to fate by choosing to save me? From the moment you asked me to follow you, you were destined not to ascend."
A ruthless monster should cultivate the ruthless way. Once you show emotions, you have already failed and can only end up in self-destruction.
If you hadn't met me, you would never have been defeated.
Silence.
Neither of them moved. They couldn't see each other's expressions. They didn't know what mood the person speaking was in, nor did they know whether the person listening understood.
"I ended up like that, although it was related to you, it was more because of my own weakness," Gu Pinglin said, "so I am always grateful that you chose me and gave me a chance to start over. The past is over, and from today on, all our past grudges are wiped out."
Duan Qingming said "Oh" and repeated: "Write it off?"
"Yes," Gu Pinglin said, "This cultivation world is very boring. You should ascend to another world. If you want to achieve enlightenment and ascend, the cultivation world cannot become a lonely and dark place."
Duan Qingming got off the bed and stood up: "The moving reason is just that you want me to help you."
Gu Pinglin finally turned around and said, "After all, it's for the Lingxin Sect."
Duan Qingming walked to the side of the screen and stretched out his hand to push it back to its original position: "What if the cultivation world becomes a lonely Yin land? I can also improve my cultivation method. But you, you gave up the breakthrough twice. Even if you have the "Creation Art", if you continue like this, your aptitude will definitely drop a level."
Gu Pinglin said with his hands behind his back: "Even if my aptitude drops, I can still ascend."
Duan Qingming looked at him sideways: "You were still stuck on the path half a year ago, how come you suddenly become so confident?"
Gu Pinglin did not answer: "I have another business to do with you."
"You're pushing it too far."
"The previous incident must have spread. Do you think there are still people who would feel comfortable doing business with the Sword King Pavilion? I am the only customer left at the Sword King Pavilion. I advise the Pavilion Master to cherish the opportunity."
"It doesn't matter. I will let them grow herbs and make pills. At worst, they can raise spiritual birds and beasts so they won't starve to death."
"Master Duan of the Spiritual Beast Garden?"
Duan Qingming picked up the chair and said slowly, "Are you sure you want my help?"
Gu Pinglin said: "The Dao Sect needs allies, and so does the Sword King Pavilion."
"Really?" Duan Qingming turned around and sat down on the chair.