Chapter 1291: Chapter 1288: Life and Death Depend on His Single Thought! (First Update)

Lu Chuzhen’s body trembled slightly as she gently shook her head.

“My lord, I have nothing more to say now, to kill or to flay, I will comply with your will!”

At this moment, Lu Chuzhen had already lost all hope.

Because a mistake is a mistake, there is no need to talk about the past anymore.

Xue An nodded, “Good! Since this is the case, I shall grant your wish!”

With that, Xue An raised his hand and summoned the two Soul-Cleaving Lamps, which were initially in Xing Yushu’s hands, flying into the air and directly striking at Lu Chuzhen.

Lu Chuzhen, rather gratefully, glanced at Xue An and then resignedly closed her eyes.

To die under the two Soul-Cleaving Lamps that she had once given to Xing Yuhe, Lu Chuzhen felt, was without regrets!

However, as the two Soul-Cleaving Lamps approached, their fiercely charging momentum suddenly hesitated, and then they hovered in front of Lu Chuzhen, beginning to tremble slightly.

Lu Chuzhen opened her eyes in astonishment, staring blankly at the scene before her, and soon, as if sensing something, quickly filled her eyes with tears.

Meanwhile, Xue An coldly said, “It seems that even in death he does not wish to harm you! Forget it, since I’m an outsider in this matter, and since he does not wish to kill you, you may leave the mountain! Remember, never step here again! Otherwise, I will kill!”

Lu Chuzhen trembled all over, then bowed her head deeply, “Yes!”

After saying this, she respectfully knelt to the ground, her voice trembling, “My lord, I know my sins are terrible, after leaving the mountain I will conceal my identity and never reappear, but before I leave, may I take these two Soul-Cleaving Lamps with me?”

After speaking, Lu Chuzhen looked at Xue An with a face full of hope.

Xue An was noncommittal, but turned his gaze towards Xing Yushu who was standing not far away.

This young man, just now coming out of his shock, was startled when he noticed Xue An’s gaze.

“The Soul-Cleaving Lamps were left to you by your grandfather, how to deal with them is your affair! Decide for yourself!”

Having said this, Xue An then left the place.

Xing Yushu looked deeply at Lu Chuzhen, who was kneeling on the ground, his gaze very complex.

Having come to understand all the past events, he naturally knew what this woman had done previously.

It could be said that it was because of her betrayal that his grandfather’s spiritual heart was broken, and he ultimately remained at the cultivation level of an ordinary disciple, disheartenedly leaving the mountain.

The root of all tragedy originated from her.

Logically, Xing Yushu should be filled with anger towards her.

But now, he could only remain silent.

Because the two Soul-Cleaving Lamps left to him by Xing Yuhe were hovering in front of her, as if protecting her.

After a long while, Xing Yushu finally spoke gravely, “Logically, I should kill you immediately! To avenge the deception you inflicted upon my grandfather!”

Lu Chuzhen trembled all over, but remained silent.

However, the two Soul-Cleaving Lamps slightly swayed, revealing a flickering candlelight.

“Take these two Soul-Cleaving Lamps and go! Do not let me see you again!” Xing Yushu coldly spoke and then turned away.

Lu Chuzhen, tears streaming down her face, then deeply bowed and softly said, “Thank you!”

“Do not thank me, I have never forgiven you! I just don’t want my grandfather’s last bit of obsession to dissipate! And besides… do you really think he never understood what happened over these years? He just… didn’t want to say it!” Xing Yushu did not turn his head back, coldly finished, and then strode away.

Lu Chuzhen was greatly shocked, her face showing a bewildered expression, and she murmured softly, “Yes! You’re so clever, among the brothers who joined the sect together, your cultivation level was always outstanding, how could you not have seen what happened back then? So it turns out you just didn’t want to drag me into it, that’s why you left the mountain alone?”

As she reached the end, Lu Chuzhen couldn’t help but begin sobbing softly, then carefully packed the two Soul-Cleaving Lamps, respectfully bowed to Xing Yushu and Xue An in the distance, then with a flick of her sleeves, transformed into a stream of light, and left the mountain.

Lu Chuzhen left.

Xing Yushu’s expression also turned somewhat gloomy.

Whether he felt that his grandfather’s decision was unworthy, or he felt angry about the filth harbored by the Golden Cauldron Pavilion, Xing Yushu’s heart weighed heavily.

Seeing this, Xue An merely smiled faintly.

Having witnessed the vicissitudes of the world for more than three thousand years, Xue An had seen too much betrayal and filth, but he had also seen emotions compelling enough to move even the most stoic rocks.

Thus, faced with all this, he merely smiled.

At the same time, the entire square fell deathly silent, with all the disciples of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion waiting pallidly for their judgment.

Life? Or death?

Now it all rested on the thoughts of this young man in white.

Xue An looked around the crowd and said coldly, “Now that Xiu Wen and Fu Guang are dead, do any of you… disagree?”

Everyone trembled together, then exchanged looks of horror.

A joke, who would dare to object in the face of such a Divine Slaughter?

Hadn’t they seen the bodies of Shui Jing, Ci Yun, and others on the ground?

Wasn’t that a stark lesson?

Xue An nodded in satisfaction, “Very good! It seems none of you object. In that case, the Sect Leader of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion will be… him!”

Xue An pointed at the bewildered Xing Yushu.

“Me… me?” Xing Yushu’s eyes widened, and he asked in astonishment.

Xue An nodded. “Yes, you!”

Xing Yushu was stunned.

Not just him, everyone in the audience was also stunned.

Because just moments ago, Xing Yushu was merely a normal disciple who had just passed the mountain opening ceremony and joined the Golden Cauldron Pavilion.

How could it be that in the blink of an eye, he was about to become the Sect Leader of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion?

The thought was utterly bewildering.

Moreover, once it became a reality, the Golden Cauldron Pavilion would immediately become a laughingstock among the Seven Great Cavern Heavens.

Previously, the strength of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion had already been the weakest among the Seven Great Cavern Heavens, perennially occupying the last place in the grand competition of Taoist traditions.

If a disciple who wasn’t even a True Immortal were to become the Sect Leader, wouldn’t that invite even more ridicule and covetous looks from all sides?

The hearts of many elders plunged into the Abyss.

Xing Yushu, possessing some self-awareness, continuously shook his head and said, “Sir, you must be joking! How can my current cultivation level qualify me to be the Sect Leader here? I think it would be better for you to take the position!”

This suggestion brightened many people’s perspectives.

Yes!

Xue An had just proven his indisputable great strength through his actions. If he became the Sect Leader, then…

Unfortunately, this beautiful illusion was quickly shattered by Xue An’s merciless response.

Xue An shook his head and said, “I am not going to be any darn Sect Leader! The decision is made, what is said is final–it’s you!”

With that, Xue An casually waved his hand and tossed the jade seal, symbolizing the power of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion, over to him.

Xing Yushu hurriedly caught it in his hands, but his face was still filled with a look of panic.