Chapter 49: Absolutely Impossible

"Get out!"

The Vermilion Bird watched as over a dozen sword auras crisscrossed toward her.

She struck to block them, but in an instant, the sword energy slashed apart her Vermilion True Flame. Even though she retreated quickly, one streak of sword aura still nearly severed her wing.

Lu Ye’s cold, unyielding heart at this moment made the Vermilion Bird feel as though she didn’t recognize him at all.

How had Lu Ye become like this?

In his past life, Lu Ye could be described as bright and cheerful, even carrying a bit of humor. Anyone who came into contact with him would be drawn in by his charm.

Aside from being ruthless toward the demon and foreign races, he was utterly fair and just with his fellow humans. Toward the weak, he was even gentle—treating them as equals.

But now, he wanted to kill Yue Hongling. He wanted to kill her.

Seeing Lu Ye about to rise, the Vermilion Bird no longer dared to stay. The killing intent in his heart had already taken root. If she left Yue Hongling here, Yue Hongling would certainly die.

The two figures vanished.

Lu Ye did not pursue. His body, which hadn’t fully risen yet, simply sank back into a cross-legged posture.

Yue Hongling was handled as well.

Lu Ye felt thoroughly at ease.

That love he had longed for, that he had dreamed of—had ended like this. His closest martial brother didn’t believe him, but instead chose to trust a demon he had barely known.

For the sake of a demon who wanted him dead, Yue Hongling had tried to kill her own senior brother.

Now, Yue Hongling should understand everything.

Only by seeing the full truth could she fully grasp where she had erred—and with that, suffer all the more.

Lu Ye had vented the breath of hatred he had kept buried.

From here on, if Yue Hongling lived, she would live in pain.

If she died—so be it.

With his mind cleared, Lu Ye resumed his cultivation. This time, his speed increased even more than before.

His cultivation had already reached the ninth level of Nascent Soul and was now pressing toward the threshold of Great Perfection. Breaking through to Spirit Severing would not be difficult for him.

Still, caution was always necessary.

Better to accumulate first!

......

The Vermilion Bird had taken Yue Hongling away, muttering ceaselessly, utterly dissatisfied with how Lu Ye had gone so far as to try to kill her.

Her dissatisfaction might have stemmed from a deeper fear—that one day, she too might end up like Yue Hongling.

It was too heartless. So heartless, it didn’t feel like Lu Ye at all.

"How could he try to kill you? Has he no feelings left at all? You were lovers in your past life—even if you aren’t in this one, you’re still his junior sister!"

Yue Hongling’s eyes were blank.

"When I struck at him in our past life... did I ever once think, he was my lover? That he was my senior brother?" Yue Hongling muttered to herself.

That one sentence left the Vermilion Bird momentarily speechless.

"I never did understand this in my past life. What really happened back then? Tell me properly—was that Feng Wuxie really the one you loved? How could you fall for that kind of cowardly demon?"

"I never met the bastard personally, but wasn’t he the one with a sliver of phoenix blood? Back among the demon clans, he had wives and concubines everywhere—scamming and deceiving constantly. Plenty of demon women lusted after that scrap of phoenix blood and wanted to bear his child, hoping to birth some kind of—"

"Ugh..."

Seeing Yue Hongling staring at her silently, the Vermilion Bird immediately shut her mouth.

"Why didn’t you tell me in the past life?"

"Who the hell knew which ‘Feng Wuxie’ you were talking about back then? And I wasn’t involved in any of that battle, either. If I had been, I probably would’ve died right then and there."

"Lu Ye might have been bloodthirsty, but he was genuinely fierce. Back then the demon race, devil race, Buddhist sects, ghost race, divine race—and even the spirit race—all joined forces to besiege him. And he still slaughtered them into a full retreat."

"The battlefield was littered with corpses!"

Yue Hongling’s heart hurt even more.

Because back then, when she learned Feng Wuxie had died, all she could think about was hatred and heartbreak. She shut herself away for a long time.

She never tried to understand the details of what had truly happened.

If only she had learned a little...

"What must I do... for Senior Brother to forgive me?" Yue Hongling was asking the Vermilion Bird—but also asking herself.

The Vermilion Bird fell silent.

Just from the battle between Lu Ye and the Ancient Heavenly Sovereign in their past life, it was clear—he had a real chance at attaining the Dao and becoming a Saint.

But it was all destroyed by them.

To ruin someone’s path to the Dao—such hatred is irreconcilable.

And to do so in a way that directly sabotages one’s chance at becoming a Saint...

A Saint... such a being only appears once in a hundred thousand years.

And they betrayed him.

The Vermilion Bird couldn’t help but shake her head. If such a thing had happened to her—if, after being reborn, the first thing she didn’t do was hunt down those traitors—then that would’ve meant she had a truly saintly temper.

Seeing her reaction, Yue Hongling suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, her expression growing ashen and bleak.

The Vermilion Bird hurriedly stepped in to stabilize her injuries.

"Chu Ling was wrong. I was wrong too. Hahahaha... laughably, utterly wrong."

"Que’er... is # Nоvеlight # there any chance you also misunderstood Senior Brother?"

"Impossible!"

The Vermilion Bird’s reaction was explosive.

"I already found the original Myriad Spirits Blood-Dissolving Demon Scripture. It doesn’t contain any of the cultivation methods he claimed. He’s nothing but a butcher who slaughtered demonkind at will. There’s no way I could be mistaken about him!" The Vermilion Bird’s voice had risen sharply.

Yue Hongling said nothing more. She fell silent.

The Vermilion Bird forced herself to calm down and sighed lightly.

"Forget it. Don’t think so much. For now, just focus on healing your injuries. Only once you’ve recovered will you have any chance of asking Lu Ye for forgiveness." she said.

Yue Hongling nodded firmly.

She began to mend her wounds.

But this time, the damage was too severe. Recovering to her peak would clearly not be an easy matter.

The Vermilion Bird raised her head and gazed at the sky.

Yue Hongling’s words echoed endlessly in her mind.

Could I have also misunderstood Lu Ye?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

There’s no way!

......

Elsewhere, the news of Yue Hongling fighting alone against over a hundred foreign prodigies, slaying more than half of them, and then being rescued by a demon race being—spread like wildfire across the Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield.

Everyone who heard the news stood frozen in place.

Immeasurable Heavenly Sovereign... is something wrong with our ears?

How could this be possible?

How could this happen?

Yue Hongling had said she had some personal matters to take care of—and then charged straight into the heart of the foreign races’ encampment, battling them head-on.

And she emerged with such a shocking battle record?

Truly worthy of being called the Human Race’s new generation’s number one War Goddess—she was fucking terrifying.

"This is outrageous!" Feng Longxiang roared.

"Gather! Everyone, gather now!"

"Fuck this—the demon race, devil race, divine race, ghost race—just wonderful!"

The human Heaven’s Chosen erupted with fury, howling as they launched their retaliatory strikes against the foreign races.

What the foreign races had done had truly pushed things too far.

In an instant, the entire Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield plunged into even deeper chaos.

Even among the Buddhist sects, upon hearing the news, they hesitated briefly—until one of the Buddha’s sons roared,

"The foreign races have gone too far! Though we walk beside oil lamps and ancient Buddhas, we are still part of the human race! Fellow disciples!"

"Here!"

"Join the humans in purging the demons!"

"Amitabha!"

Amidst such upheaval, day after day passed.

And finally, with a thunderous boom, the fourth through sixth levels of the Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield opened.

Lu Ye opened his eyes.