Chapter 4: The Sword of Despair |
Jian Juewang. She was a woman who was so infatuated with Jian Sheng, that she gave up her own name and took the Jian surname.
Even though he had never once bothered with her, and always ran around that other woman, Juewang didn't care about it at all. In her mind, everything was fine as long as he was happy.
And even if he didn't love her now, there was nothing saying that they couldn't be together in the future.
However now that he had ended up dying, there was nothing else she could do. Regardless of how strong she was, there was no way she could bring life back to someone who died.
Originally after witnessing Jian Shen on his death bed, she wanted to save his soul and get him a new body, but before she could do that he tore his soul and put it inside his soul preparing the sword for his next reincarnation.
Being someone at her level, she knew many things that others weren't privy too. Though reincarnation sounded all sweet and good, getting a new life after death wasn't that simple.
A soul that lost its body, wasn't even guaranteed to be reincarnated again. And even if it was, there was no way that the reincarnated soul would be a human either, it could even be a simple garden snake as well!
If she had arrived a few minutes earlier on the battlefield she could've saved him.
If she wasn't undergoing a serious breakthrough when Jian Shen was fighting against the Phoenix Maiden, then she could've helped him and kept him safe.
Thinking back to many things Juewang couldn't help but feel her despair go out of control and cover her whole body. At the very same moment, she heard that woman whispering crap which made her so angry that she immediately dug her hand straight into her.
"Since you made him die for your cultivation, I curse you to despair from your cultivation which will never grow but keep on reducing, until finally you turn into a mortal who can never cultivate."
As Juewang said that a black coloured liquid come out of her fingers penetrated inside the woman's body and immediately took control over her dantian and began slowly gnawing away at her cultivation.
"Jian Shen, in this life you never cared about me, and devoted your whole life to the sword. Since you threw away the Heavenly Dragon Sword with your soul in preparation for your next life, I will do the same thing. I'll turn into a sword that no one could ever throw away, so that at least this way the two of us can be together forever."
Immediately black coloured aura burst out with her at the centre as all her body, soul, and cultivation started to burn and molded into a sword of black and red.
Not caring about anything anymore, the now sword, Juewang flew away into the horizon trying to follow the Heavenly Dragon Sword. After all, that was the only way for her to find Jian Shen's next reincarnation.
Still unable to understand what just happened, the woman with a hole in her chest fell forward as a soul wrenching pain erupted from her. The pain was so great that she even wanted to kill herself, but when she tried to do it, her body wouldn't move as she wanted to.
While still bearing the pain as she looked ahead and saw how many wounds he had taken, and how many times he had burned her cultivation without any hesitation for her, the pain she was suffering felt like it wasn't anything special at all.
Standing up with her shaky legs, she first took his World Crest after which she placed him inside it and left as well. She made up her mind to find Jian Shen's next reincarnation and help him as much as he helped her in this life.
"There might not be anything I can do for you, but since you always wanted to marry me, I can at least take your name as mine, and be Jian Qingyu from this day onwards."
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