Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

Seeing the man and monkey in such a state of panic, the young man let out a hearty laugh.

He waved his hand grandly.

In the next instant, the surrounding scenery changed. Ouyang Chun had vanished completely.

Lin Yun's expression hardened.

"Rest assured," the young man said, his tone resolute. "Ouyang Chun will certainly die. Never mind that he is severely injured; even if he were at his peak, I would not let him leave here alive."

Only then did Lin Yun breathe a sigh of relief. "Might Senior be Jian Wuming?"

The young man seemed to know what Lin Yun was about to ask. The next moment, his form gradually materialized. He had the appearance of a gentle, frail scholar. Judging by his looks, one would never guess he was a sword cultivator.

"Jian Wuming? I do not know him. But I have no relation to this Jian Wuming," the young man said. "I am merely a disciple of the Shangqing Shrine. I'm afraid I cannot give you the information you seek. However, regarding the second half of the Azure Origin Sword Style, I can tell you about it."

"This sword style is exceptionally domineering. Back then, even I gave up halfway through my training. So, if you truly wish to walk the path of a sword cultivator, you must be mentally prepared. Once you cultivate this sword style, there is no path of retreat. You can only press forward. But with my ability, I was only able to reach the seventh layer before getting stuck, unable to advance further."

Lin Yun, of course, understood what the young man meant. The Azure Origin Sword Style was indeed powerful, but the burden it placed on the body was immense. An ordinary person simply could not command it. The man before him was an incredibly strong expert, yet even he was stuck at the seventh layer. For someone who truly wished to become a top-tier expert, choosing a sword style that seemed to offer no hope of mastery was indeed an unwise decision.

But Lin Yun was different. He was currently cultivating several sword styles at once. Although the Azure Origin Sword Style had already changed greatly under the influence of the others, with the help of his Primal Chaos Sword Embryo Heart Art, his progress was still quite good.

"This junior will remember Senior's guidance in his heart. However, this junior currently only possesses the first half of the sword style."

The young man nodded. "The Azure Origin Sword Style is too domineering. Among its peers, it is considered invincible. Because of this, it was coveted by many, and for safety, it was naturally split into two parts. But the most important point is this: after cultivating the first half, one can still change their sword style. But once you have cultivated the second half, it becomes very difficult."

Lin Yun looked at the young man and asked, "I have yet to ask for Senior's name."

The man smiled and waved his hand in introduction. "He Changxu. Just an insignificant character, not worth mentioning."

He Changxu looked at Lin Yun. "If you truly wish to learn the second half of the Azure Origin Sword Style, I do have some insights I can give you."

Lin Yun then asked, "Senior, do you know why Ouyang Chun imprisoned this wisp of your remnant soul?"

He Changxu sneered. "For one, to obtain the second half of the Azure Origin Sword Style from me. The other reason was simply to get clues about the Zhenhuang Hall. Since you have met me here, that means the Zhenhuang Hall is about to be opened. But before all that happens, a word of advice for you: find the second half of the Azure Origin Sword Style as quickly as possible. When the Zhenhuang Hall truly manifests in the world, only by making yourself stronger can you survive in the chaotic times to come."

Lin Yun frowned. "All of you are so wary of the Zhenhuang Hall. I am very curious, what exactly is it?"

He Changxu gave him a meaningful look and shook his head. "In any case, you have already been swept into this affair." His gaze fell upon Xiao Bai. "You will know soon enough. Since you cannot escape it, you can only strive to adapt. I have high hopes for you."

As he said this, He Changxu's expression changed. "I have brought you into my sea of consciousness because there is a matter I must entrust to you. What has become of the Flowing Cloud Sect? Does the Shangqing Shrine still make any appearances?"

Lin Yun shook his head.

He Changxu sighed. "It seems everything is just as I suspected back then. Sword cultivators are uncontrollable, their dispositions fiery and unyielding. The Flowing Cloud Sect and the Shangqing Shrine no longer have anything to do with each other, is that right?"

Lin Yun nodded. "I have only heard of the Flowing Cloud Sect. I have only occasionally heard of the Shangqing Shrine. It is said they went into seclusion long ago and no longer appear in the world."

He Changxu sneered. "They merely wish to remain detached and care only for themselves. I know their petty calculations all too well." His expression shifted again. "Since things have come to this, then please, I ask you to find someone for me. The Flowing Cloud Sect wants to completely change the way sword cultivators practice. This will inevitably lead to great chaos. The only solution is to find that person. And he can also help you find the whereabouts of the Azure Origin Sword Style."

As he spoke, He Changxu produced a Mountain and River Diagram. "When the time comes, take this to the Southern Frontier's Medicine King Valley and find him."

Lin Yun looked at the diagram in his hand and nodded in a daze. "Does Senior have any other instructions?"

He Changxu smiled. "That is all I have to say to you. As for the future, you need not worry too much. When the time comes, you will know everything. The reason I have conserved my strength is to wait for this very day. I knew Ouyang Chun would come for me eventually, so it was inevitable that we would decide our fates here!"

Seeing He Changxu's grave expression, Lin Yun finally understood why Ouyang Chun had died in a mutual destruction scenario in the original timeline. The man must have been severely injured at the very start of that battle, which led to that outcome. It could only be said that by a fortuitous coincidence, he had changed the fates of many people.

Then, the scene before his eyes shifted again, returning to the stone chamber.

Ouyang Chun sat on the ground, looking at He Changxu with a cold expression.

He Changxu said flatly, "This place will not hold for much longer. You should leave quickly."

Seeing how serious he was, Lin Yun didn't dare to be careless. He cupped his hands in a bow. "Rest assured, Senior. I will definitely accomplish the task you have entrusted to me. It's just… Ouyang Chun…"

As Lin Yun looked at Ouyang Chun, killing intent flared in his eyes. No matter what, he could not let this man leave here alive.

He Changxu said seriously, "He is not leaving. You can be completely at ease about that."

Ouyang Chun sneered. "Lin Yun, you really do hate me, don't you? But this is fine too. Having fallen into your hands today, I never intended to leave here alive!"

Ouyang Chun knew he could not escape today. In that case, he might as well perish together with these people before him. With his abilities, it was not impossible. Rather than just dying, he might as well fulfill his final duty.