90. A Single Sentence Can Cause a Lifetime of Guilt
"The method of resurrection?" Yun Ling was quite surprised after learning Otto's purpose.
"If she's a legendary immortal, she must have a way to revive her," Otto said with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"Sigh... If only such a method existed in the world, then the martial arts world wouldn't need to use 'those who fall into demonic possession must be killed' as a precept."
Yun Ling looked at Ahua beside her; even she had almost died in that battle.
Jingwei isn't immortal at all; she simply has an incredibly strong regenerative ability, allowing her to quickly heal from any injury.
As long as the body isn't completely destroyed, there is a possibility of rebirth.
As for "those who fall into demonic possession must be killed," this is a lesson learned through blood and tears.
He had heard Jingwei mention countless incidents of demons losing their minds and slaughtering their relatives.
Without exception, those who fall into demonic possession become killing machines, with no way to recover.
"No... You don't have any way...?"
Otto's eyes dimmed; he had come here to find the legendary immortal who could resurrect his beloved.
"I've heard that the Immortal Jingwei is always cold and aloof, which seems completely incompatible with Ahua…" Li Sushang expressed her opinion.
"Because my master had already died once, I repaired her injuries, but she suffered head damage and lost a lot of memories, becoming the AHua she is now."
"This is probably Master's own ability, not some kind of magic or anything else, so you're destined to have come all this way for nothing," Yun Ling explained to Otto.
"The Immortal Jingwei...died once?" Li Sushang's beautiful eyes were filled with shock.
"What do you mean by 'probably'? Aren't you sure?" Otto grasped the key point.
"Yes, because Master never mentioned any techniques related to resurrection or immortality." Yun Ling nodded.
He didn't think Jingwei would hide it from him. After all, when he created the 'True Technique of Returning to Oneness of the Void', Jingwei wanted to help many times but was powerless to do so.
"And even if she did have it, Ahua is currently suffering from amnesia, so she probably couldn't give it to you."
After a moment's thought, Otto decided to help Jingwei regain her memories; he didn't want to give up any hope, no matter how small.
"Perhaps I can try to help her recover." A golden feather appeared in Otto's hand.
"This is... Master's feather? Wait, why do you have this?" Yun Ling asked, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"We usually call this the Divine Key, but the one in the hands of the Immortal Jingwei is real, and mine is fake."
"Although it's not as good as the Fenghuang Down in the hands of the immortals, it has similar effects and can protect and repair a person's consciousness to a certain extent," Otto explained to Yun Ling.
Normally, he wouldn't have explained it in such detail, but Yun Ling seemed to care a lot about Jingwei's safety, and if he didn't explain it clearly, he might not have had this opportunity.
"Ahua, what are your thoughts?" Yun Ling didn't answer, but instead asked Ahua.
"I...don't want to." Ahua's eyes darted away, avoiding Yun Ling's gaze.
She was afraid that Yun Ling would blame her for this. She knew very well that the favor she received came from that Immortal Jingwei, not from her.
But... she also wanted to be selfish just this once.
At least, not now.
"Since Ahua doesn't want to, then I'm sorry," Yun Ling said to Otto.
A hint of excitement appeared in Ahua's eyes. She thought Yun Ling would try to persuade her, but he didn't. Instead, he respected Ahua's choice.
"...I will stay in Shenzhou for a while. If you change your mind, please come find me." Otto didn't insist.
Given the disparity in combat strength, he didn't believe he could defeat Yun Ling.
Ahua nodded, a sense of melancholy creeping into her heart.
"So, is Ahua actually my grandmaster...?"
Li Sushang looked at Ahua and couldn't connect her with the legendary Immortal Jingwei.
"Just call me Ahua." Ahua shook her head at that.
"Yes, that's what I think too!" Li Sushang readily agreed.
"It's about time; we should head back." Yun Ling stood up, preparing to leave with Ahua.
"Wait, Ling…I want to see them." Ahua suddenly tugged at Yun Ling's sleeve.
The "them" that Ahua mentioned, apart from the three who are still alive, there is no other.
"...Then let's go see them." Yun Ling nodded.
"Miss Sushang, please lead the way. We're going to visit your master."
"Huh? This...you guys aren't going to fight, are you..." Li Sushang asked hesitantly.
When Yun Ling mentioned that the Immortal Jingwei had died once, Li Sushang had a bad feeling.
I feel that this matter is somehow related to her master, Cheng Lingshuang.
If we're talking about the entire world, the only person who could possibly kill an immortal, besides Yun Ling right now, is Cheng Lingshuang.
But Yun Ling is clearly excluded, so isn't the answer obvious?
"I have done everything I should have done regarding what happened back then. At least I will not clash with your master again," Yun Ling explained.
"Don't worry, Sushang, I just have some things I want to clarify. There shouldn't be any fighting," Ahua said in return.
"Okay…" Li Sushang hesitated for a moment, but still nodded in agreement.
"I'll have someone send this back first. Wait for me, I'll be right back." Yun Ling shook the cloth bag in his hand.
Bringing a person's head to the door doesn't look like they're here to discuss business; it looks like they're here to cause trouble.
Yun Ling flew to the nearest city lord's mansion on his sword. After showing his token, the city lord agreed without saying a word.
When they returned, Otto had already left, leaving only Li Sushang and Ahua chatting by the campfire.
"When are you planning to leave? Tonight or tomorrow morning?"
Yun Ling asked Li Sushang.
"I'm a little tired and would like to rest for a while. I hope you won't mind, Uncle-Master."
I just fought with over a hundred members of the Golden Sands Gang. Although I wasn't injured, I'm feeling a bit tired.
"Then I'll keep watch, you all go to sleep." Yun Ling vanished into the night in a flash.
However, Li Sushang could still sense that Yun Ling was nearby.
Why not stay by their side?
Wouldn't it be nice to give Ahua a place to lean on?
Xiao Sushang is really eager to gossip and ship the two characters in the story, the forbidden love between master and disciple...emmm, how wonderful!
And then...and then she became Ahua's pillow.
Li Sushang's big pillow was soft, and Ahua said it was very comfortable to use.
In the middle of the night, Li Sushang suddenly heard a series of rapid coughs.
"Hmm? Is that your martial uncle?" Li Sushang gently put Ahua down and walked in the direction of the coughing.
Not far away, Yun Ling was coughing incessantly, and the ground in front of him was stained red with blood.
"Uncle-Master! What happened...? Was someone ambushing you?" Li Sushang hurriedly stepped forward to support Yun Ling, then cautiously observed the surroundings.
"It's nothing, just a minor health issue. Sorry to wake you up," Yun Ling explained.
"It's just a small problem... I feel like you're about to pass away, Uncle-Master," Li Sushang couldn't help but complain.
"Well, that's about it." Yun Ling was helped to the side by Li Sushang to catch his breath, and he felt much better.
"Uh... I was just kidding!" Li Sushang exclaimed in shock.
"I'm not joking." Yun Ling rolled his eyes at her.
"Uncle-Master, please stop talking, or I won't be able to sleep tonight," Li Sushang said with a mournful face.
How to say something that makes someone feel guilty for a lifetime, so much so that they wake up in the middle of the night and want to slap themselves twice.
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