If such a thing truly existed, then it could not be called human.
It's a monster.
"My teacher said the same thing back then."
Yao Chenzi said in a low voice, "Gu Chenzi's talent is so high that it is rare to see one in hundreds of years. If we want to subdue her, our master will have to come back to life. Otherwise, we can only hope that the Fourth Miss can see through the Great Compassion."
The art of martial arts has a long history, and Ji Ying stopped talking, her heart pounding in her throat.
...
"What kind of internal energy cultivation method are you learning? How can you improve so quickly? This is simply impossible!"
Wei Pingxi took a risky approach and cut off a lock of her long hair: "How is it impossible? What I have learned is the compassionate magic, the fastest way to master magic in the world."
“Compassion?” Gu Chenzi suddenly awoke with a start: “Cultivate compassion! Is this his method?”
"It is indeed his law."
"You're lying! If there's a shortcut, why doesn't he teach me?"
"Because you are too bad."
"Doesn't he despise quick-fix martial arts? Doesn't he always say that's not the right path?"
Gu Chenzi seemed unable to accept that Nian Cibei's divine skill had been passed on to an outsider. Her thoughts raced, and who knows what she was thinking? Her attacks became more and more ruthless.
"Show me everything you've learned! I want to see who's more powerful, him or me!"
The murderous aura almost solidified into a tangible form.
Wei Pingxi's face gradually paled, and he suddenly took a deep breath, his aura rising rapidly.
The two fought so fiercely that even top masters like Yang Ruo and Qin Mo were unable to get involved.
As darkness fell, Ji Ying stared at the figure that was barely visible in the wind and rain, her fists clenched so tightly that cold sweat seeped through her fingers.
Blood energy and sword energy rippled out together.
Wei Pingxi leaned on his sword and spat out three mouthfuls of blood.
Just when everyone thought she couldn't keep going, Yang Ruo exclaimed in surprise, "What terrifying talent!"
However, Wei Pingxi broke through the realm through battle, and his skill level increased to another level.
Ask the heavens on the ninth level!
Compassion subdues demons; subduing demons is compassion itself.
With a single sword stroke, the wind and rain were severed, and the wind and rain transformed into a sharp weapon that pierced towards Gu Chenzi.
Click!
Thunder roared across the sky.
Yan Xiu was terrified: "What time is it?"
"Your Majesty, it is 1:45 AM."
...
Wei Pingxi was covered in bruises. Gu Chenzi walked over through the blood-soaked ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sneered, "Is that all you've got?"
She slowly raised her blood-stained hand, about to kill this eyesore, the fourth young lady.
Through the wind and rain, she smiled at Yan Qing.
Soon, she will be able to live happily ever after with the second young lady.
Kill all these people, who cares if the world falls into chaos?
“You killed the Compassionate Master…” Wei Pingxi secretly gathered his strength.
"That's right, he's too long-winded, and his martial arts are terrifyingly strong. If I don't kill him, how can he tolerate me?"
"He was willing to die."
Gu Chenzi scoffed, "Whether he's willing or not is none of my business."
"Of course it's related. A son killing his father is an act that heaven and earth cannot tolerate. These bolts of heavenly lightning are all warnings from the heavens to you. Don't you understand?"
"That's utter nonsense!"
“Nian Cibei is your biological father. He couldn’t bear to kill his own daughter and was willing to die by your hand…”
"One faction—"
The long sword pierced through the female Taoist's body, bringing Gu Chenzi back from her collapse. She insisted on finishing her sentence: "One, sect, nonsense, words."
"It's true."
Wei Pingxi pinned Gu Chenzi back to the ground with a single sword strike, the tip of the sword penetrating three inches into the soil.
Strangely enough, not long after Gu Chenzi passed away, the sky cleared up.
The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, with no more thunder, as if Wei Pingxi's words were truly being proven true—a son who kills his father is unforgivable by heaven and earth.
It's quiet now.
Yan Xiu hurriedly led Yu Zhi this way.
"She's dead?"
"Should...should be dead?" Yao Chenzi hesitated.
The reason he said "should" is because he didn't know much about the "immortality technique." Who knows how many strange aspects this evil technique has?
But if a sword strike takes a life, it's hard to come back to life, right?
Ji Ying looked at Yang Ruo, who took a step forward, intending to deliver another blow to the dead man.
Just at this critical moment, Ji Ying greeted his beloved daughter with a smile, while the man who had been 'dead' suddenly rushed towards the emperor!
Wei Pingxi fought until she was exhausted. She didn't have time to see clearly whether the person was Gu Chenzi. Her urgent instinct to save her father turned into courage, prompting her to stand in front of Ji Ying!
Everything happened in the blink of an eye.
Having been resurrected, Gu Chenzi made a desperate gamble by absorbing Wei Pingxi's blood essence.
The clamor of the world seemed utterly silent to Wei Pingxi.
The phrase "sacrifice oneself for righteousness" filled her heart, and she finally understood.
So she closed her eyes peacefully.
"Xi Xi—"
The abundant replenishment of blood and energy allowed Gu Chenzi to be reborn.
Having drained Wei Pingxi of all his life force, she laughed loudly, "This is true immortality! It's done! It's done! The world's number one compassionate one, the peerless master of divine skills, Gu Chenzi, do you submit? Do you submit? This isn't an evil skill, it's a divine skill! You just don't understand!!"
That "you" refers to the compassionate monk who passed away many years ago.
Seeing that her evil arts had reached perfection and no one could stop her, Yao Chenzi shed two lines of tears.
Ji Ying held her withered daughter in her arms, a mouthful of blood rising in her throat.
"His Majesty!"
Ji Ying spat out a mouthful of blood, her hatred blazing: "Kill her!"
The emperor has decreed that even if they are no match for the enemy, Yang Ruo and the others have no reason to retreat.
Neither side would retreat, and neither would the Demon of the Qin and his group.
"Kill me? Who in the world can kill me? Nian Cibei can't kill me, and neither can you! Ji Ying, today is your death day!"
...
The most powerful level of the Compassionate Spell is "Asking the Heavens with Compassion." Wei Pingxi didn't understand this before, but she suddenly understood when Gu Chenzi absorbed her blood essence.
The so-called great compassion is to sacrifice oneself for righteousness, to die first and live later.
In the past five hundred years, there has only been one person in the world who embodied compassion. His teachings have transcended worldly norms and entered the realm of gods and humans.
The merciful magic preserved a sliver of life for her when Gu Chenzi was absorbing her life force. It was this sliver of life that enabled her to cultivate the complete "Asking the Azure Sky".
With compassion, I ask the heavens.
A steady stream of vital energy nourished her limbs and bones, and Ji Ying was overjoyed to realize that the person in her arms had regained their vitality.
Gu Chenzi struck with his palm!
Wei Pingxi extended his palm.
Chapter 72 Self-Inflicted Misfortune
Gu Chenzi, whose evil arts had reached perfection, unleashed a palm strike with earth-shattering power. Before it even reached Ji Ying, she already felt an intense sense of life-or-death crisis and was terrified.
Jian Chongxiao, ranked second in the world, changed his expression in shock and rushed to the rescue.
The third-ranked Qin Demon in the world struck the zither horizontally, and the sound of the strings breaking transformed into a "zheng" filled with murderous intent.
The fourth-ranked swordsman in the world, Fengliu Dao, used his palm as a blade to try and cut off the ground beneath Guchenzi's feet.
The fifth-ranked swordsman in the world, dressed in white, reached into his sleeve, and immediately dozens of flying knives attacked Gu Chenzi's back!
Even so...
The killer moves of all the masters were easily neutralized.
The palm was about to fall.
The Holy Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, who is the heart of the people, is about to perish.
One hand was raised with certainty.
What kind of hand was that?
Her skin was slender and delicate, with a faint bluish tinge on the back of her hands. Her wrists were thin and slender, and when she raised her sleeves, they fell down to reveal a small section of her jade-like arms.
When the hand is raised, the withered tree comes back to life.
Wei Pingxi returned from the brink of death and forced back the formidable Xuan Yin Ancestor with a single palm strike.