The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

Chapter 327

The cold-faced immortal lord stubbornly refused to yield, letting her spiritual power strike him without uttering a word or dodging.

He hoped she could calm down and trust him.

However, Shen Yao only took his attitude as a prelude to an outburst.

They believed that beneath his calm exterior lay a hidden conspiracy and anger.

The spirit blade cut a long, thin wound on Jiang Ming's body, and bright red blood seeped out from the broken skin.

She has indeed become much stronger. Before, she couldn't hurt him even with all her strength, but now she can slash his skin with just a third of her spiritual power.

They certainly had the ability to kill him.

The entanglement was too deep, and Shen Yao didn't want to hurt him, so she only used three-tenths of her spiritual power, hoping to hurt him and make him back down.

But even three-tenths of his spiritual power injured him.

Blood continued to seep out, yet he remained as stubborn as a rock blocking the doorway.

Shen Yao stopped and took a step back. In Jiang Ming's eyes, which were filled with disappointment and sadness, a glimmer of hope flashed again.

But his glimmer of hope was extinguished by Shen Yao's sword.

The Ice Soul Sword was aimed straight at his heart. Shen Yao, sword in hand, roared angrily, "Jiang Ming, will you let me pass or not!"

Jiang Ming was tired.

After years of careful maintenance, it crumbled into dust the moment a taboo was touched.

They've gone back to their old ways of head-on confrontation.

He stepped forward, the tip of his sword pressed against his heart: "Let's settle things now."

He is really tired.

Let's take a gamble and see if she can bring herself to kill him.

If he could, he wouldn't wait five hundred years; he would accept his fate today.

Shen Yao pulled her sword back an inch, and Jiang Ming followed suit, moving it forward an inch.

"Jiang Ming, you're insane!"

Shen Yao took a step back, and Jiang Ming followed closely behind, the tip of his sword piercing his clothes, blood seeping from his heart.

"Settle the accounts now."

His expression was serious and his tone was firm.

Shen Yao continued to back away: "I said, wait until Shi Bao comes of age..."

"There's no need to wait for Shi Bao to come of age." Jiang Ming pressed his chest against the tip of her sword: "I slaughtered your sect and killed your master. You take your revenge now!"

He's been insane for a long time.

I was already exhausted, both physically and mentally, from the countless days and nights of unrequited love in this relationship.

Let's end it here and settle our scores together.

Since she can't bring herself to do it, then force her to do it and untie this knot in her heart.

Mentioning her sect and master, Shen Yao no longer backed down. She gripped the Ice Soul Sword even tighter, her arm trembling slightly.

She was struggling internally.

The blood feud between their sects, Shi Bao's feelings, Jiang Ming's years of heartfelt kindness towards her, and her shameful infatuation...

And the fact that, because of the Spirit Awakening Seal, one must stand on the opposite side...

The tip of the sword was stained with blood; his wound was neither deep nor shallow, just piercing the skin and flesh of his chest.

Since Shen Yao refused to back down, Jiang Ming hardened his heart and continued to provoke her: "I extracted three of your master's spiritual roots. If you don't extract mine, you will be unfilial."

With a hissing sound, Jiang Ming pushed his chest further into the sword.

Shen Yao was breathing rapidly, her brows were furrowed, and she was extremely tense.

Jiang Ming seemed oblivious to the pain, speaking in a steady and forceful tone: "I slaughtered your sect. If you don't kill me, you're being disloyal and unjust."

Blood flowed down the sword, dripping onto the floor with a pattering sound.

Jiang Ming was truly courting death: "How could Zong Changheng have taught such an unfilial and disloyal disciple as you?"

"Serves you right for having your spiritual root extracted by me..."

Enraged, Shen Yao added some spiritual power to the Ice Soul Sword, imbuing the blade with her own spirit, and prepared to attack.

Jiang Ming suddenly reached out and grabbed the sword, using his spiritual power to push her away and control the Ice Soul Sword to pierce his own heart.

'Hiss...'

He held nothing back, pushing the hilt of his sword all the way to his chest.

Blood gushed from his wound, mixing with his dark clothes and making them even darker.

Shen Yao was completely bewildered. What... what was he doing...?

"Fool." Jiang Ming smiled faintly.

His smile was complex, tinged with tenderness, sadness, and self-deprecation.

“We have a pact, if you kill me, you will suffer the consequences.”

He forcefully pulled out the sword, and blood splattered out, splashing onto the ground.

Shen Yao was at a loss for what to do. She had imagined all sorts of revenge scenarios, but she never thought he would commit suicide...

Jiang Ming cast a cleansing spell on the Ice Soul Sword, using his spiritual power to control it and return it to her clean.

His face gradually turned pale, and his lips lost their color.

He clutched his chest, his breath growing weaker: "Now...can you...trust me?"

Shen Yao was dumbfounded. His extreme actions were just to gain her trust?

She sheathed her Ice Soul Sword, and the immortal lord opposite her could no longer stand, leaning against the door and slowly sliding down.

Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Shen Yao's legs went out of control, and she rushed over to support him.

She used her left hand to support his body through his arm, while her right hand formed a hand seal to cast a healing spell.

Jiang Ming grabbed her hand: "I don't need you to save me."

He was clearly very weak, but his hands were surprisingly strong, and he wouldn't let her save him.

Shen Yao could no longer hide her worry: "Jiang Ming, will you die?"

Jiang Ming, barely able to speak, asked, "Do you want me to die?"

Shen Yao's nose tingled, and she burst into tears: "Shi Bao is still young, you can't die."

Jiang Ming closed his eyes, rested his head on her shoulder, and chuckled softly, "Stubborn."

He released her hand and wrapped his arms around her waist: "Don't worry, you won't die. It's not like I took your whole heart out..."

She could even cry for him; this self-inflicted suffering was worthwhile.

Shen Yao formed a healing seal, and the wood elemental power in her hand flowed out, entering his chest and repairing his heart.

She managed to heal only a little bit; the wood elemental energy circulated in the wound, barely stopping the bleeding. Jiang Ming then interrupted her spell, preventing her from saving him.

"That's it, stop treatment."

He was so sleepy.

For the past month, I've been sneaking into her room every night and watching her until late at night.

Now that his heart meridian is severely damaged and his spiritual energy is blocked, he finally couldn't hold on any longer, and drowsiness swept over him.

His voice grew softer and slower as he spoke: "The room is... on the third floor... Chenfeng Pavilion... I'm trapped..."

While he was asleep, Shen Yao continued to treat him, but his heart meridian was too badly damaged, and he would need to use healing techniques for several days in a row to recover.

The floor of Dan Gui Pavilion was covered in blood, and the fragrance of flowers in the room could not mask the stench of blood.

After using a cleansing spell, Shen Yao forcibly broke the restriction, used her spiritual power to pick up Jiang Ming, and took him to Chenfeng Pavilion on the third floor.

Fortunately, this was a fantasy world where she possessed spiritual power; if it were on Earth, she wouldn't have been able to lift him, who was so heavy.

It's good that women are powerful.

Only enemies and incompetent men would desire women to be small and delicate.

In this fantasy world, why is there gender equality and no concept of gender discrimination?

That's because everyone has spiritual power, and men and women of the same level have equally strong foundations.

I wish every world were like this.

Chenfeng Pavilion has an elegant layout, with many portraits hanging in the outer hall.

Shen Yao looked around and saw that every painting depicted her, her from five years ago.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved; even though she was made of clay, she still had flesh and blood and feelings.

The inner room was also filled with her portraits. The portrait hanging above the bed depicted her wearing colorful clothes and smiling among the osmanthus flowers.

That colorful dress… Shen Yao remembered that she bought it at the Fairy Clothing Store in Lishui County; it was dazzling and flamboyant.

She loved it back then and wore it all the time.

Now... it's hard to say.

Her judgment was so poor back then.

Such a tacky outfit, and Jiang Ming actually drew it and hung it here... it's just...

No solution.

Shen Yao examined the painting closely, and the more she looked, the more she felt something was amiss.

This scene…

This is none other than the Dan Gui Courtyard of the Immortal Wood Inn, the View Room, and the Orange Osmanthus Pavilion.

This perspective…

It must have been viewed from a guest room adjacent to the Orange Osmanthus Pavilion.

She recalled that on her second day at Cheng Gui Ge, she went out early in the morning and ran into Wang Xu from next door…

The case is solved! Jiang Ming was spying on her in the next room that night!