Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

But with the delivery of an unknown secret letter from Lin Ruhua, her anger gradually subsided, and then she could not help but feel heartache.

Only then did she know that her daughter and Jiang Baishan had secluded themselves in a place unknown to anyone, simply not wanting to get caught in a dilemma. Her heart was filled with Lin Ruhua's guilt and apology. She does not ask for her mother's forgiveness, only that her mother should not be sad, promising to repay the kindness of upbringing in the next life. This only made Lin Xueshuang feel like her heart was being torn apart.

Lin Xueshuang spoke softly:

"A son's misbehavior is the father's fault. Ruhua's father died early, and it is indeed I, as her mother, who failed to teach her properly."

She understood why Xiang Tianxing brought up this matter, fearing that the other two Vice Sect Leaders had already planned to take this opportunity to weaken her power.

Ghost Mask spoke:

"Vice Sect Leader Lin, you are being too hard on yourself. Perhaps Miss Ruhua was merely bewitched by the young Jiang boy. Once they are brought back to the sect, we can counsel them properly. However, the Holy Sect has its own rules, and it would be inappropriate for Vice Sect Leader Lin to intervene. Whether it is the matter of Great Yan or the True Martial Sect, Vice Sect Leader Lin needs to avoid suspicion."

Lin Xueshuang gave a cold snort, wanting to lash out, but after a moment of silence, she sighed deeply:

"Very well, I will take charge of the task of hunting the Exotic Beasts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

She knew.

This time, once she left, after things settled, her power would inevitably be divided by Ghost Mask and Xiang Tianxing.

She could choose not to go, but when she thought of her daughter's letter, her heart softened.

"If I were to face off against the True Martial Sect, it would inevitably hurt Ruhua's feelings. Now, by heading far away to the Hundred Thousand Mountains and ignoring matters here, it acts as an explanation to Ruhua, preventing her from being caught in a dilemma."

Lin Xueshuang vaguely also had the intention of backing her daughter; if the Taoist Longshan of the True Martial Sect could exhaust all efforts for his disciple, then naturally Lin Xueshuang could also make elaborate plans for her beloved daughter.

Ghost Mask and Xiang Tianxing exchanged glances, seeing joy in each other's eyes, and then jointly cupped their hands and said:

"Vice Sect Leader Lin, your honor is noble. If the grand undertaking of our Holy Sect succeeds, you will surely have great merit in it!"

Lin Xueshuang saw their insincere words and suddenly felt a sense of disillusionment for some reason. She used to be full of ambition, wanting to accomplish great things, but over the years, either actively or passively, she had been fighting for power and profit, and the Demon Sect had long lost its original intent, with even different voices emerging within the sect.

"If you find Ruhua, bring her to the Hundred Thousand Mountains to see me."

With that, she turned and left.

But inwardly, she hoped that her daughter and her beloved could remain hidden from the world.

...

Time passed slowly.

The conspiracy between the Demon Sect and the Southern Border was naturally known to no one.

On the surface, they were still engaged in fierce battles with the Great Yan Imperial Court, even deliberately creating some illusions as if they were desperately protecting certain strongholds, sometimes even sacrificing some experts to confuse the audience. But secretly, their focus had already shifted to the Hundred Thousand Mountains and the Northern Barbarian Grassland, where they were pushing towards preparing what would culminate in the Martial Saint.

Meanwhile, the world of Great Yan continued to be in an uproar over the affair of the Blade Demon.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Yet another epic and highly anticipated duel.

The Blade Demon challenged the Divine Wind Blade Venerate, ranked eighth on the Celestial Being List!

This battle had a different significance.

Simply because.

These two were the most powerful blademen on the surface, representing the pinnacle of the world's Blade Path, besides those who have secluded themselves or, for various reasons, do not appear on the list.

This battle, whoever emerged victorious would be the undisputed number one blademan in the world.

Though the Blade Demon's power was unmatched, some still hoped for a miracle, as the two had never faced off before.

Countless blademen arrived, eagerly anticipating the birth of this ultimate blade.

The Blade Demon arrived as promised, meeting the Divine Wind Blade Venerate on the Red Leaf Plain.

The two stood between heaven and earth.

The infinite blade momentum made everyone's heart palpitate, even the Divine Wind Blade Venerate himself, who was looking forward to this battle with great anticipation.

"Wind God Blade!"

His blade howled like a divine wind, with blade shadows filling the space, seemingly omnipresent. Even those watching from a thousand feet away felt immense pressure. The Wind God Blade's sharpness was incredibly vexing, compressing the void into storms of terrible Blade Qi.

The spectators were shocked, retreating again and again.

For the first time, the Blade Demon took this so solemnly.

More seriously than when he fought Proud Heaven Sword before, for from the Divine Wind Blade Venerate, he saw something that piqued his interest.

"Human Demon Blade!"

He held the now shorter hilt of the blade, not releasing his grip, while a horrifying demonic aura rose from the Blade Demon. At this moment, he seemed to merge completely with the Demon Blade; he was the Demon Blade, and the Demon Blade was him.

The Divine Wind Blade Venerate's expression changed.

Endless Blade Gang covered the heavens and earth, the wind howling, the intersecting blade marks on the Red Leaf Plain extremely prominent. The lingering Blade Intent was astonishingly thrilling, hinting it could become a good place for future blade enlightenment, though the Blade Intent would be somewhat violent, necessitating caution.

The spectators' hearts swayed.

This was the most pinnacle battle in recent years.

The blademen were immensely fascinated.

Finally.

All Blade Gang ceased, and everyone quickly looked over.

They saw the two had already landed on the ground, with the Blade Demon slowly releasing his grip on the hilt with his right hand, while the Divine Wind Blade Venerate was half-kneeling on the ground, his face desolate, the outcome of victory and defeat clearly apparent. Notably, however, there was admiration in the eyes of the Divine Wind Blade Venerate.

The crowd held their breath and heard the Blade Demon speak for the first time:

"Your blade is not bad."