Chapter 43: I Don’t Want To Kill Anymore

Gu Changqing stood proudly in the depths of the star sea, bathed in nether flowers.

It was hard to say if it was because of the sign from the heavenly way or some other reason, but an endless sorrow surged in his heart.

Endless grief.

An existence like Wang Teng could no longer be described in terms of good and evil.

After all, anyone who could become a Supreme meant that they must have killed thousands upon thousands. Which Supreme could deny they trampled corpses underfoot? Or deny that blood had flowed at their hands like a flood?

But at the end of the day, the biggest problem was that Wang Teng had no feud with Gu Changqing to begin with.

Gu Changqing’s emotions were complicated. He felt deeply oppressed.

He wanted to throw away the list and walk away, but if he did that, how was he going to repay the old Sword Saint for what the old man had done for him?

If not for the old Sword Saint, how would he have had any hope of becoming a sword cultivator? How would he have had the chance to avenge his parents’ blood feud?

Sorrow filled Gu Changqing’s heart as he bowed deeply toward the endless void.

He had refined this sword to resist the injustices of fate, yet now he could not help but be toyed with by fate.

Truly laughable.

His expression gradually grew icy.

He spread his hand, glanced at the list, and Gu Changqing’s figure suddenly vanished from the star sea.

In the days that followed.

Gu Changqing traveled across Beixuan Continent.

Now he was the Sword Sect’s strongest disciple, and the people on this assassination list were also the hardest to deal with.

But it seemed he truly was invincible under heaven. Wherever he went, no one could stop his steps.

Overnight, countless top experts vanished from the mortal world, and the entire Beixuan Continent was thrown into panic.

There were many names on Gu Changqing’s list.

Some days he chose to kill some great villains, so his heart might feel a little lighter.

But there was an end even to killing great evildoers.

After all, how could there be this many great evildoers in this world?

Many people were honest and upright, many kept the rules and were kind to others, yet their names were still on the list.

One day.

Gu Changqing sat upright atop a lonely mountain peak, remaining there for a day and a night.

After much inner struggle, he stared at the few names left on the list and finally rose again.

Some things in this world must be done, no matter what.

He bore a deep blood feud and wandered this world alone. Life was already hard—who was he to concern himself with others?

Gu Changqing gave a bitter smile, slid down a divine rainbow, and vanished into the sky.

This time he came to the Lower Realm—the place where he had once lived.

Beixuan Continent itself was vast, with countless immortal mountains and treasure sites, many secluded clans, and even places rooted in certain time-spaces. There were even more hidden places within the Immortal Realm where one could not set foot.

There were thirty-three layers of heaven, each layer occupied by world-oppressing great clans.

The so-called Lower Realm was only a corner of Beixuan Continent, the lowest layer of the entire continent.

Returning to old haunts inevitably stirred feelings.

Once, Gu Changqing had been merely a member of the mortal world, struggling to survive. But now, after some years, he had become a peerless sword sovereign—at a single thought he could erase the entire Lower Realm.

He arrived at a village in the Lower Realm called Canghai.

This time his target was a couple—former cultivators of an immortal sect who knew too many of the sect’s secrets.

The two knew the sect had turned murderous toward them, so they hid in this vast lower realm.

But no matter how deep they hid, how could they escape the Tianji Sect’s intelligence network?

Gu Changqing swooped down to the mortal world.

In front of him stood a thatched cottage.

Just as he was about to enter the yard, Gu Changqing suddenly froze.

Because in that yard there were two children.

A boy and a girl—obviously brother and sister.

Gu Changqing’s face was stern. Walking the path of an invincible sword heart, even without displaying any aura he inspired fear.

On top of that he held an axe—he clearly did not look like a good man.

The little boy seemed frightened, immediately sheltering his sister behind him and watching Gu Changqing warily.

At that moment.

Gu Changqing’s heart actually began to beat rapidly.

That sword heart of his—one that made even a Supreme feel fear, one that had never flinched against the heavenly way—at this moment, it actually wavered!

These two children were so similar to him and Gu Youwei!

Gu Changqing stood stunned for a long time, but in the end he did not step into the yard.

He leaned against the courtyard wall, pondering for a long time, and at some moment seemed finally to make a decision.

His figure vanished again. This time he was back at the Sword Sect.

When Gu Changqing returned to the Sword Sect, the old Sword Saint was beaming from ear to ear.

Gu Changqing had never seen his master smile so happily before.

“Changqing, now that you’re back, stay with your master for a few days. You and I, master and disciple, should have a good talk. You should rest a bit—you must be tired after rushing about for so long.”

The old Sword Saint patted Gu Changqing on the shoulder, his eyes full of undisguised admiration.

He truly admired Gu Changqing.

These days, as Gu Changqing traveled across the lands, the Tianji Sect’s assassination efficiency greatly increased.

Enemies once hard to eliminate were all wiped from the mortal world.

In this process, the Tianji Sect’s prestige reached perhaps its most glorious height in history, and all of it was thanks to Gu Changqing alone.

As his master, he had recently received praise from the Tianji Sect’s sect leader and obtained many rewards from the sect.

Lately he often reflected that the best thing he’d done in his life was to accept Gu Changqing as a disciple.

Not only could this disciple share his burdens now, but in the future when he would dominate the Three Realms, as his master, the Sword Saint would also be revered by the world!

However, during this meeting, Gu Changqing was very cold toward him.

He pulled the list from his bosom and said calmly, “Those I could kill, I’ve killed. Those I haven’t…I don’t want to kill anymore, and I won’t go kill them!”

At that moment, the old Sword Saint’s expression…

Changed abruptly!