Inside a thatched hut, Jian Wushuang sat on a wooden bed, his expression filled with despondency, completely devoid of his former self.
The former Jian Wushuang was confident and invincible, as if everything in the world was within his expectations; no matter what happened, he was always so confident and composed.
But the current Jian Wushuang’s aura was weak, without a trace of confidence, decadent and fallen; compared to his past self, he was completely two different people, with no resemblance to his former appearance.
"Xiyan, I'm sorry, Xiyan, I am incompetent, I deserve to die, I cannot avenge you, I am incompetent, I am incompetent!"
Jian Wushuang, with tears in his eyes, slapped his own face, each slap harder than the last.
The reason Jian Wushuang changed to such a state must be traced back to ten years ago.
Ten years ago, in order to achieve a Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Realm, Jian Wushuang, who was out adventuring, by chance encountered a girl; she was a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator.
It was this girl who made Jian Wushuang fall deeply for her.
The moment he saw that girl, he fell deeply in love with her; from then on, Jian Wushuang always secretly plotted, creating one chance encounter after another.
Finally, after two years of unremitting effort, Jian Wushuang successfully won the girl over; from then on, Jian Wushuang was completely immersed in her tenderness.
Jian Wushuang and Xiyan together watched waterfalls, sunsets, flower seas, falling stars, boundless grasslands, and rainbows stretching for thousands of miles.
The two were like the immortal Dao Companions described by storytellers.
He had thought that such beautiful days would continue forever, but one day, Jian Wushuang received an irresistible temptation.
It was the opening of a grand tomb of a Nascent Soul Realm True Person from the ancient era, which attracted the covetous eyes of many Cultivators.
Moreover, that Nascent Soul Realm True Person was also a top Prodigy in the ancient era who had comprehended the Sword Dao Rules; in order to comprehend the power of the Rules, Jian Wushuang temporarily bid farewell to Xiyan and resolutely entered the Secret Realm.
For Xiyan's safety, Jian Wushuang did not bring her along.
But the tragedy also began here.
After Jian Wushuang left, Xiyan went alone to seek her own Opportunity, but in the end, she was targeted by a man who called himself the Young Lord of a hidden power.
Facing such a person, Xiyan had no power to resist; eventually, Xiyan was taken down by this Young Lord of the so-called hidden power.
Jian Wushuang explored within the Secret Realm for a full month, and Xiyan was tormented for a full month.
And when Jian Wushuang exited the Secret Realm, what he saw was not the delicate Xiyan waiting to go with him to Divine Sword City to become Dao Companions, but a cold corpse.
That night, Jian Wushuang held Xiyan's corpse and cried for an entire night; that night, heavy rain fell all night, and Jian Wushuang was drenched by the rain all night.
Finally, Jian Wushuang personally buried Xiyan, and with one person and one sword, he resolutely headed to the so-called hidden power to seek revenge on the so-called Young Lord.
That battle was earth-shattering, even the sky was torn apart, but in the end, Jian Wushuang was defeated, had his legs broken, and knelt at the entrance of the so-called hidden power for an entire day and night.
After finally returning to Divine Sword City, Jian Wushuang was like a changed person, silent and extremely despondent.
The once confident Prodigy, the Prodigy who dared to contend with the heavens, had become the current silent, extremely despondent waste.
Everything, all for one word: love.
As the saying goes, among the thirty thousand words in the world, only the word 'love' is the most hurtful.
Even the high and mighty Cultivators cannot escape this word 'love'.
How lamentable, how regrettable!!!