Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

In his comprehension of the Way of the Sword, the current Lin Yun had completely surpassed Ouyang Chun. His raw power might not have matched the old senior's, but his perception of sword intent was now thoroughly perceptive.

"With just that little bit of skill, you thought you could kill me?" Lin Yun sneered. "You think a little too highly of yourself."

Without his cultivation, this man simply didn't have the ability. This was especially true for Lin Yun, who had long been aware of his own flaws and had spent this time constantly regulating his state to ensure he wouldn't suffer from exhaustion. As long as he had the strength to stand, it was enough to defeat Ouyang Chun.

Ouyang Chun slowly, unsteadily, pushed himself up from the ground. His face was a mask of utter unwillingness, but his injuries were severe. Dripping with fresh blood, he looked as if he had just crawled out of an Asura's hell.

Gusts of sinister wind blew through the stone chamber. Though it was brightly lit, a chill now seeped into one's very bones.

Ouyang Chun had plotted for so long. He had thought himself the luckiest one this time. He never imagined he would end up in such a state.

Confirming that he was no match for Lin Yun, Ouyang Chun abandoned the thought of remaining here. To be able to get out alive would be good enough. But looking at Lin Yun blocking his path, he knew the boy would never let him leave.

"Why?" Ouyang Chun asked, his face a picture of bafflement. "Even if you have a grudge, it's with the Flowing Cloud Sect. Why must you cause trouble for me?"

Seeing his puzzled expression, Lin Yun smiled. "Actually, I've been wondering this whole time, what is it that you truly want? Zhenhuang Hall is probably not that important to you. I refuse to believe that a place that could attract the attention of the entire cultivation world means so little to you."

Lin Yun had been speculating about Ouyang Chun's true goal all along. And finally, he had focused all his thoughts on the Rejuvenation Wood. An old fox like Ouyang Chun would never expend so much effort for just a single treasure. That, coupled with his earlier obsession, allowed Lin Yun to roughly piece together the truth.

"I have no way of knowing what truly happened back then," Lin Yun began, his voice steady. "But I understand that his soul was not completely erased. And this part that you have kept… you were hoping to get the rest of the information from his lips."

This stone chamber looked like a treasure room, but upon careful observation, one could find unique characters carved in some of the corners. These all signified that this place was different.

"For all these long years, you have been waiting for this day. Waiting for the Sishui Heavenly Palace to be opened, for a chance to enter this place and take his soul with you. That way, you could quietly learn all the clues about the Azure Origin Sword Style."

Lin Yun stared at Ouyang Chun's panel as he spoke, spelling out the truth word by word. At this moment, Ouyang Chun's greatest secret was finally revealed. And Lin Yun himself had never expected that the Rejuvenation Wood would contain a remnant soul.

Ouyang Chun's face was hideous. This was his deepest secret, something he had never mentioned to a single soul. But now, it had been so thoroughly exposed by Lin Yun.

"You brat, don't think your petty schemes are of any use!" he retorted angrily. "Who says what you're saying is the truth?"

He then lunged for the Rejuvenation Wood without hesitation. Even if he had to destroy it, he couldn't let Lin Yun have it.

But before Ouyang Chun could even get close, Xiao Bai suddenly appeared, blocking his path. Seeing the little creature, Ouyang Chun roared with impatience. "Get out of my way!"

In response, Xiao Bai simply slammed a fist into Ouyang Chun's face. Once again, the old man was sent flying in humiliation. He crashed heavily against the wall and fell to the ground, his face swollen up like a pig's head.

Lin Yun looked at the慘烈 (cǎnliè - tragic/miserable) Ouyang Chun and shook his head. "Was all this really necessary?"

Lin Yun slowly walked forward and picked up the Rejuvenation Wood.

"Chongqing Bird, how do I use this thing?"

"Now that your cultivation is suppressed, the only way is to forcefully awaken it with your own fresh blood," the bird replied, annoyed. "But I must warn you, this method is extremely dangerous."

Seeing Lin Yun prepare to use his blood, Ouyang Chun frantically tried to stop him. "Stop! You'll destroy everything!"

Lin Yun, naturally, ignored him. Time was short. Once he left the Sishui Heavenly Palace, he would no longer have this chance.

A drop of Lin Yun's blood fell onto the Rejuvenation Wood. He immediately felt a peculiar energy fluctuation. In the next moment, it seemed he had established some kind of connection with the wood.

He did indeed find a remnant soul inside. Unfortunately, even after so long, the soul was still difficult to repair. But under the stimulation of Lin Yun's blood, it actually emerged on its own.

In that instant, a powerful aura enveloped the two people present. Even the normally fearless Xiao Bai scurried to the side, squeaking non-stop as it stared in terror at the ethereal shadow.

The moment Ouyang Chun saw the shadow, he stumbled back several steps, collapsing onto the ground.

"Se... Senior Brother?" Ouyang Chun asked timidly, staring at the young man.

Although Lin Yun couldn't see the young man's face clearly, his gaze was like a torch. A single look was enough to awe one's very soul.

"So that's how it is." After a short while, the young man seemed to have understood the current situation. The intense aura around him gradually softened. He shook his head with a smile.

"Ouyang Chun. The world's affairs are a cycle of cause and effect. In the end, you still could not escape. And today is the day you die." The young man spoke as if taking joy in Ouyang Chun's calamity.

Ouyang Chun, utterly devastated, asked, "After all these years, you still haven't given up." Seeing the young man like this, Ouyang Chun knew all his schemes had been seen through. His Senior Brother had been the strongest among them. Back then, it had taken them considerable effort to kill him. Ouyang Chun had thought that by imprisoning a sliver of his remnant soul, he might be able to learn the secrets of the Azure Origin Sword Style. He never imagined that his Senior Brother had seen through it all from the very beginning. Though he had placed him in this Rejuvenation Wood to gently nourish the soul, in the end, his wish was not fulfilled.

"I have already broken all of your restrictive wards," the young man said mockingly. "So, don't think you'll be getting any information from me."

He then looked at Lin Yun. "You, little one, are quite special. To have practiced the Azure Origin Sword Style to the third layer at such a young age."

Just then, he let out a soft "Hm?"

His sharp gaze locked onto Lin Yun.

Perhaps sensing the unfriendly gaze, Xiao Bai mustered its courage and bared its teeth, snarling at the figure.

Lin Yun, at the same time, went on high alert. This young man was, after all, no simple character.