In the mountain forest.

The young man with white hair and the Saintess in a black dress strolled side by side. A Wolf Race Exotic Beast suddenly rushed out but was easily killed by the young man with a single point of his finger. A breath of energy burst forth, frightening some peeping Exotic Beasts to hastily retreat.

Lan Yiyi glanced at Qin Yun and said:

"It seems Saint Heir Qin has been doing well in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, handling Exotic Beasts like a fish in water."

Qin Yun smiled bitterly:

"Saintess, please don't mock me. I'm no longer any kind of Saint Heir. Just call me Qin Yun. As for this visit, it's to thank the Saintess personally. If not for the Saintess's words, I'm afraid Qin Yun would still not be free."

His previous situation was indeed not good. Not only was he deprived of his candidacy for Saint Heir, but he was also placed under house arrest, unable to go out.

After he arrived in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, he worked hard to gain a foothold and learned the details of the high-level meeting between the Demon Sect and Southern Border. Only then did he find the opportunity to thank Lan Yiyi personally.

Lan Yiyi's eyes were deep, her words self-mocking:

"Just call me Yiyi. Saintess? Heh, if I had a choice, I wouldn't want to be this Saintess."

The forest was somewhat silent.

Qin Yun's gaze was momentarily stunned, then he softly asked:

"Yiyi, are you in a bad mood?"

Lan Yiyi remained silent. The two of them walked in silence, unknowingly reaching a mountain peak, where the rolling forest waves, the steaming clouds, and the snow in the far distance could be seen. The scenery was extremely beautiful.

Leaning on the mountain peak, Lan Yiyi's head slowly rested on Qin Yun's shoulder.

Qin Yun's heart trembled, a faint fragrance lingered at his nose. Before he could react, Lan Yiyi's soft voice spoke:

"Qin Yun, tell me... if a person's future is already predetermined, is it still necessary to work hard?"

Qin Yun roughly guessed something.

Although his time in the Hundred Thousand Mountains was not long, he had heard some rumors. The Southern Border Saintess was different from the Demon Sect Saint Heir. If the latter became the Saint Heir, they would be the future Sect Leader heir. But the former... it's said to be a sacrificial offering.

The current status and reverence are only for future use, just a castle in the air.

He took a deep breath and looked down at Lan Yiyi's profile, earnestly saying:

"There's no absolute destiny, everything is possible."

Lan Yiyi smiled self-mockingly:

"Everything is possible? I have clearly worked very hard, struggling to prove myself, striving to enhance my value, but ultimately I can't escape my fate. Qin Yun, do you know what my greatest regret in life is?"

"What is it?"

"I was born in a small tribe. That year, the alliance selected a Saintess, and I luckily became one of the thirty-six candidates allowed to go to the Divine Temple for the Divine Wash. Back then, I thought I had found hope to rise, to lead the tribe to survive staunchly."

"But my grandmother, who was also an elder of the tribe, was not even slightly happy when she found out. Instead, she was furious. I didn't understand and had a big argument with her. In the end, I sneaked in to receive the Divine Wash, and as I wished, I became the Southern Border Saintess. I wanted to prove to my grandmother that I was not wrong, that I could help the tribe."

"But unfortunately, I never saw her again. On the day I received the Divine Wash, the tribe was attacked by Exotic Beasts, and not a single survivor was left."

Lan Yiyi's delicate body trembled slightly, and Qin Yun felt a twinge of pity in his heart as he wrapped his right arm around Lan Yiyi's shoulder to comfort her.

Lan Yiyi continued:

"Later, I learned why my grandmother was so vehemently opposed. It turns out the so-called Saintess is so laughable."

The ridicule on her face deepened.

Over the years.

She has held a revered status in the Southern Border, rising from a small tribal branch to become a core figure of the Lan Clan, but ultimately she cannot change her own fate.

Qin Yun was at a loss for words.

He thought of himself, how a single careless choice back then led to a path of no return.

He softly said:

"Since it's already like this, giving up is futile. The only option is to give it your all. Perhaps your grandmother wouldn't want to see you resign to fate like this. Yiyi, I'll help you."

Lan Yiyi suddenly turned her head, and then smiled charmingly, though her delicate body unknowingly slid away, leaving Qin Yun somewhat lost. Lan Yiyi smiled and said:

"If you were the Demon Sect Saint Heir, maybe you could help me. But now... just take care of yourself."

Qin Yun's face immediately showed an awkward expression.

Lan Yiyi chuckled.

"I'm not teasing you anymore. I appreciate your goodwill, but this matter isn't something you can intervene in."

As she spoke, her voice became distant again:

"Qin Yun, some things shouldn't be regretted only after they are lost. Cherish those around you more."

Qin Yun was puzzled.

Lan Yiyi had already leaped into the sea of clouds, like an ethereal Immortal, and Qin Yun stood there in a daze, not chasing her, only left with Lan Yiyi's voice echoing from afar:

"Here's some good news for you: the Southern Border has decided to temporarily suspend all actions against the True Martial Sect."

Qin Yun was stunned on the spot, watching the beauty leave.

His thoughts were in turmoil, reflecting on many things, remembering his master, his senior brother, his third senior sister, and his ninth junior brother.

His eyes showed confusion, a bitter smile on his face.

...

The Demon Sect and Southern Border unexpectedly both decided to temporarily suspend actions against the True Martial Sect. This was outwardly manifested by the suddenly diminished peeping eyes around True Martial City. Of course, the conflict with the Imperial Court remained intense, and if they encountered True Martial disciples in the midst of it, they would still be ruthless.

They just wouldn't keep looking for weaknesses of the True Martial Sect to plan a sect extermination like before. True Man Tianjian's strength made them somewhat apprehensive, worried that pushing the old monster too far might cause him to abandon all concerns and create trouble.

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