Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Chapter 321 No Looking Back

Zhu Wuyao felt little remorse towards Shen Xun.

She was unaware of the matter of seizing destiny; it was a coincidence that occurred when she first arrived and the heavens miscalculated.

Since that was originally Heaven's favor to him, and Heaven failed to understand it and accidentally misattributed it to him, he should go and cry to Heaven if he wants to.

As for the matter of Jiangshuang Bridge, that was a matter of cause and effect between her and Shen Xun's grandfather.

Shen Xun's desire for revenge is understandable.

But each has its own cause and effect. She feels apologetic and grateful to Shen Xun's grandfather, but not to Shen Xun, who wanted to kill her. It's not her place to apologize to Shen Xun.

Zhu Wuyao's expression changed several times.

She knew she was a beneficiary, and out of consideration for the cause and effect of Shen Xun's grandfather's situation, she made concessions several times, and her actions were acceptable.

She couldn't understand—

How will sharing an opportunity with Shen Xun lead to the outcome of "obtaining news about Ji Yuezhang"?

But sharing opportunities with her former adversaries, whom she had clashed with several times, still made her feel like she was out of her mind.

That's it.

Shen Xun's grandfather was most concerned about Shen Xun before his death, so taking care of him on behalf of his grandfather is an acceptable reason.

It is to fulfill the deceased's last wish.

Now that news of Ji Yuezhang has appeared on this road, she has no other choice but to find a reason that will make her feel better.

After convincing herself, Zhu Wuyao looked at the fleeting wooden statue of Ji Yuezhang, her gaze softening slightly.

He lowered his head and chuckled softly.

She had always wanted to take Ji Yuezhang to Nanli City to see the statue of the Osmanthus Fairy and tease her a bit in person.

Shen Xun is so small, yet she is so generous!

Even if he uses this to gain power, he still wants to kill her for revenge. At worst, he can find her and then retire from the martial world to hide away. One of the most important reasons she has come this far is to find her.

She is willing to forgive the whole world if she can find her old friends scattered across the world.

Zhu Wuyao has embarked on the path she chose for herself.

From that moment on, it became an unchangeable choice, all other paths vanished, leaving only this straight road forward with no turning back.

Ahead lies an endless expanse, behind lies a road of no return.

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Outside the Star-Picking Tower, a sudden change occurred.

When the first thunderclap resounded through the sky, Elder Bai immediately stood up.

Whether it is the moment of sudden enlightenment or the completion of a skill, the extraordinary phenomena that arise can reflect the path taken by the enlightened one.

Just like when Ye Xiaozhou completed his "Great Ferocity" cultivation.

Sharpening the knife under the red moon.

Then there must be a fierce and murderous intent.

Elder Bai strode forward, and before he could even examine it closely, he said with slight surprise:

"How could it be a volley of arrows?"

A volley of arrows was fired, whistling past.

In an instant, it shot straight into the sky, forming dark, continuous clouds that were reflected in everyone's eyes.

Before I could get a good look, it was as if countless streaks of light had ripped through the sky, turning into countless black dots, leaving only a few cold glints in my eyes, their whereabouts unknown.

They seem to have no target, and it's unclear whether they are biased or accurate.

Yet they left their bows and crossbows one after another, transforming into countless sharp, cold glints that pierced the wind and brought with them the even more chilling sound of stray arrows flying past.

One can wish for no invitation, no need for arrows.

Therefore, Elder Bai did not understand his meaning.

This turn of events completely shattered the hopes of the disciples of Zhaixinglou.

Shen Xun also looked up at the sky, at the thunder, the dark clouds, the flying fire that tore through the sky, and the countless arrows that shot into the heavens.

He subtly shifted his consciousness and looked in another direction—

He saw a familiar figure from behind.

That was just a silhouette walking forward with its back to the crowd.

Carrying her sword, she walked along the road, doing nothing but moving forward in silence, without direction or knowing where she was going.

All that remains for the world is this blurry, indistinct silhouette.

So, your path is—to never look back…

Once an arrow leaves the bow, it can never turn back. Whether it is right or wrong, correct or biased, it has only one direction: forward forever.

At the same instant Shen Xun realized the truth, behind that figure, a gyrfalcon spread its wings.

It looked up at the sky and let out a long cry, then flapped its wings and took flight.

Countless people looked up and saw it rush into the lightning and thunder, accompanied by countless streaks of flying arrows, but it was faster than the arrows.

It broke through the dense net of arrows.

Like flying towards its destined direction amidst countless roads leading to unknown destinations, it is at the forefront, and nothing can catch up with it.

Therefore, it was the first to face the wind and rain.

Sect Leader Fang stared at the gyrfalcon soaring into the sky, speechless for a long time.

Elder Bai, however, knew little about Zhu Wuyao. Having seen much, he asked:

Why is it so messy?

"Not messy." Sect Leader Fang shook his head and said:

"The intentions referred to are all forward, and regardless of right or wrong, there will never be a turning back."

"If she regrets it one day, it will be an obstacle to her cultivation, so she can only move forward."

……

Shen Xun couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.

He tried to seize the opportunity by stealing the sky and changing the sun, but he was baffled by the countless scenes. He didn't know how to break out of the endless cycle, nor how to break the deadlock.

Now that things have come to this, he can no longer distinguish between gains and losses.

I'm afraid my actions today will disappoint Senior Brother Shen.

With a self-deprecating smile, Shen Xun decided he no longer wanted to witness Zhu Wuyao's glory.

But as I turned to leave, a strange flutter stirred within me...

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

They looked in surprise at the purple aura emanating from the Star-Picking Tower.

The cause and effect between the two is like a tangled mess, impossible to unravel, and they both owe each other something.

But in that very instant, he suddenly sensed that Zhu Wuyao had opened a path for him—

You can form a bond through making a move and share opportunities with them.

Why... is it pity?

Shen Xun stood there, stunned.

He immediately recalled Song Kezi's mockery—"To act like a petty person and lose both fame and fortune."

There was a time when Zhu Wuyao had also fallen into a similar situation, but at least she managed to preserve her interests.

Shen Xun felt extremely conflicted, but this opportunity was fleeting and he could not afford to hesitate any longer.

By the time he realized what was happening, the hand seal for forming a bond, which he knew by heart but had never used before, was already formed. He accepted the gift that Zhu Wuyao had offered.

In that instant, he couldn't even tell whether he had lost more or gained more.

Today, he has already acted like a petty person; if he gains nothing, he will only become a laughingstock.

As the wind swirled, Zhang Zhihan looked up at the purple aura atop the Star-Picking Tower, frowned slightly, and murmured to himself:

"Could this also be the power of purple energy?"

Gu Yiguan silently looked at the two people in seclusion, slightly puzzled by Zhu Wuyao's behavior, which was not in line with her style.

Shen Anzhi felt more ashamed.

Song Kezi, standing nearby, has completely turned to the dark side—

"You will definitely get your comeuppance... Waaaaah..."