Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

This was no ordinary object.

Lin Yun had not expected Tang Miaoling to be so incredibly generous.

"Senior, isn't this item far too valuable?"

Looking at the sword coffer before him, even the widely-experienced Lin Yun was stunned for a moment. He couldn't see through the item's secrets at all.

"This thing is useless in my hands. It is better to give it to someone with whom it has a destiny," Tang Miaoling said with a smile. "This time, it is because of you that the Marvelous Sound Sect was able to survive. I have said that I do not like to owe favors. Please, accept it."

Lin Yun naturally knew that the value of this item was far greater than he could imagine. Tang Miaoling was indeed repaying a debt of gratitude, but this was still an immense boon for him.

After a moment of contemplation, he smiled, nodded, and accepted it. "In that case, many thanks, Senior."

Seeing him accept the sword coffer, Tang Miaoling's expression softened considerably.

"It is a dangerous thing for you to be willing to stay behind and hold off those people for us," she warned. "Gu Xiande may appear benevolent, but when a real problem arises, he truly cannot be trusted. You must be careful on this journey."

She knew how important Lin Yun was to the Beast Taming Sect. If this disciple truly met with danger, she had no doubt that Jiang Zhengqing would dare to fight Gu Xiande to the death.

Even Xia Yijing, for once, added a few words. "Lin Yun, my strength does not compare to yours, so I cannot help you this time. I hope you can return safely." She looked at him earnestly. "You must come back alive. When you do, we will drink and celebrate together," she said, feigning a carefree tone. If it weren't for Lin Yun this time, she couldn't dare to imagine her own fate.

Lin Yun smiled and agreed.

After successfully sending off Xia Yijing and Tang Miaoling and watching the members of the Beast Taming Sect depart, Lin Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief. Even if that old fox Gu Xiande wanted to deal with them, he would have to see if he had the ability. With Jiang Zhengqing accompanying them, he would certainly not gain any advantage.

Just as Lin Yun was pondering his next move, a person walked into his tent of his own accord.

The young man looked him up and down, then asked with a smile, "You know this journey is fraught with danger, yet you still choose to stay. Are you not afraid of being killed by your own overconfidence?"

Who are you, bro, acting so cocky?

Seeing this person, Lin Yun couldn't help but frown. But when he looked at the man's panel, he fell silent.

[Name]: Ouyang Chun

[Realm]: ???

[Destiny Template]: Son of the Great Dao (Gold)

[Attributes]: Peerless Sword Cultivator (Purple), Sword Dao Supreme (Gold)

[Son of the Great Dao]: Embodies the secrets of the Heavenly Dao, possesses formidable talent, and is born accompanied by great fortune.

[Peerless Sword Cultivator]: A powerful sword cultivator, the likes of which are seen only once in a millennium. His progress on the path of the sword is twice the result for half the effort.

[Sword Dao Supreme]: The sword is his only sovereign. He stands proudly above all heroes! [Fate]: ???

[Recent Turning Point]: An expert from the Shangqing Shrine, meets Lin Yun in the Void Heavenly Palace and finds the ancient 'Soul-Returning Wood' in the Sishui Heavenly Palace.

Holy shit, a top-tier master!

After seeing this person's panel, Lin Yun was completely dumbfounded. He had only vaguely heard of the Shangqing Shrine. Records about them were exceedingly rare. And though Ouyang Chun looked very young, his actual age would probably be shocking enough to scare a person to death.

Lin Yun just smiled and replied with a confident air, "Since ancient times, has anyone ever escaped death? Let my loyal heart shine bright in the annals of history."

Ouyang Chun was taken aback for a moment, then threw his head back and roared with laughter. "As expected of a young hero! A fine sentiment, 'Let my loyal heart shine bright in the annals of history'!"

Though he was praising him, a hint of killing intent was hidden in the gaze he directed at Lin Yun. That fool, Gu Xiande. To think he didn't try to keep such a disciple within his sect and instead just let him leave. If we had known this earlier, we never should have believed that man's bullshit.

But Ouyang Chun also understood. As much as he disliked this turn of events, there was nothing they could do about it now.

"Have you been to the Sishui Heavenly Palace?" Ouyang Chun asked, looking at Lin Yun with suspicion. They had known for a long time that the Sishui Heavenly Palace had restrictive wards. He was now quite curious about what Lin Yun had said. Could this boy really have navigated its dangers?

The Chongqing Bird was also constantly reminding him. "Boy, this man is no simple character. Be careful how you deal with him."

Lin Yun remained silent. He knew this place was far from simple. But in the current situation, he couldn't very well refuse to answer. He simply nodded.

Ouyang Chun smiled with satisfaction. "Interesting. To be able to emerge from the Sishui Heavenly Palace unscathed is impressive indeed. This time, I will accompany you inside."

His goal was not the Wuyang Jade. While that item was important, it wasn't valuable enough to warrant the intervention of someone at his level.

Lin Yun didn't say much more to Ouyang Chun, just casually agreeing. But in his heart, he had begun to think about the Soul-Returning Wood.

He had never forgotten the lock of hair Pei Miaojin had left behind. And he remembered that she was an ancient remnant soul. The secrets this woman held were certainly not trivial. Lin Yun still had many questions, but there was nothing he could do with just a lock of hair.

"Chongqing Bird, do you know what the Ancient Soul-Returning Wood is?"

After Ouyang Chun left, Lin Yun immediately asked with great anticipation.

The Chongqing Bird's voice suddenly became agitated. "Damn it, boy, are you kidding me? I have only heard of that thing in legends! It is said that if one possesses the Soul-Returning Wood after death, their soul can be preserved for thousands of years, or even longer! And the wood can also nourish a remnant soul, giving it a chance to be reborn!"

Although he had guessed the item was useful, hearing the Chongqing Bird's explanation left Lin Yun even more shocked. If he could obtain the Soul-Returning Wood, did that mean Pei Miaojin's remnant soul could be repaired, and she could even be resurrected?

At this thought, Lin Yun couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. It wasn't that he had truly fallen in love with Pei Miaojin. It was just that during their time together, he had come to regard her as a very good friend. If there was even a glimmer of hope, he would absolutely not let it go. Besides, if not for Pei Miaojin's sacrifice, how could he possibly have defeated Xiao Pingtian and his group?

This grace, this sentiment, could not be forgotten.

"Pei Miaojin, don't you worry," he vowed to himself. "This time, I will definitely bring you back to life!"

He secretly resolved to find a chance to snatch the Soul-Returning Wood from Ouyang Chun. The reason he had such confidence was, of course, because of the wards in the Sishui Heavenly Palace. Inside, no one had access to their cultivation. For him, a pure sword cultivator, this naturally gave him a much greater chance of success.

The next morning, Lin Yun received the order to depart.