Capítulo 1973: Chapter 153: Nirvana, Ming Gui
Since Zhu Weiwo rose to fa, the Ember Ending Lance has accompanied him, shining brilliantly together.
People say this lance is as well-known as he is, and the world knows it well.
Wherever the spear goes, the man follows.
When the spear sings, the man sings.
This seemingly unimpressive spear, he cherishes as if it were his life.
When walking, he holds it upside down; in battle, he grips it tightly; when standing, he cradles it; when sitting, he lays it across his knees.
Every mark on the spear’s shaft, he counts carefully through ti.
He has fought countless life-and-death battles, and in every fight, he uses this spear to defeat his enemies.
After each battle, he personally cleans the spear, never entrusting it to others.
As they say—
This spear, the Ember Ending Lance, for thirty years has never dimd.
This man, Zhu Weiwo, has never lost to anyone in his life!
But now, he breaks it himself.
A strong man can die but not be controlled, and this spear has always been straight.
Divinity nurtures the spear, and intent rges with the spear.
With Zhu Weiwo’s lance shattering, his whole body suddenly loses control, and even the Golden Fra and Jade Marrow cannot remain stable!
This scene is surprising, yet not entirely unexpected.
With Dongzhen against God Arrives, Tie Tuisi had ample room to adjust, enough space to deal with the so-called “unexpected.”
Just a spirited youth, in desperation, leaping to a place he originally couldn’t reach.
The right hand of the Sky Craftsman True Man lifted again, and with a toss!
Zhu Weiwo was hoisted into the air by the invisible strings of the Sky Craftsman, like a fish pulled out of the water, swaying once before hanging in mid-air!
This scene made Huang Jinmo’s eyelid twitch, and in her beautiful phoenix eyes, murderous intent surged like the sea.
She was manipulated by densely packed strings of rules, reduced to nothing more than a piece on the board in the Sky Craftsman True Man’s “Performing Heaven and Earth,” unable to advance, retreat, or move.
For her, this was the greatest humiliation.
Watching Zhu Weiwo break his spear before her eyes felt as if a knife was being twisted into her heart!
In the nine hundred years since Huang Weizhen’s passing, she has lived in a constant state of loneliness.
At first, she hid in a deep place, not eating, drinking, or moving, not speaking to anyone for centuries.
She thought she might lie there forever.
Eternal solitude, everlasting remorse, was her punishnt for herself.
Later, a movent of the Earth’s dragon exposed her hiding place, drawing many people… too noisy, too troubleso.
So she left that place.
She dislikes being with people, yet the world is full of people, full of traces of people.
She wandered the world alone, sotis watching the wind, sotis watching the rain, looking at the stars on windless and rainless nights, lying on a hillside watching the clouds for a whole day, without interacting with anyone.
She doesn’t rember when she arrived at this chaotic place.
She is guilty…
She kept telling herself she was guilty.
She stopped, built a prison for herself, imprisoning herself there. But because of her natural love for beauty, she was unwilling to return underground, so she built it above ground, in the form of a tower.
Thus, it was nad, Prison Tower.
The tower is the fra, she is the person.
In such a chaotic place, a structured building and a beautiful woman always attract a lot of trouble.
Of course, for her, those so-called troubles are just like ants crawling over her boots, a re disturbance.
Sotis she would kill so people, other tis stop people from killing each other.
Later, finding it troubleso, she set so rules. Those who violated them were killed; anything else, she ignored.
As Jiang Wang said, “rules” themselves are a kind of order.
Even the most maniacal, the most evil, the most reckless lunatics desire so sort of order in life.
The order within the chaos attracted many people to gather.
Later more and more people gathered here, maintaining the rules beca a tiring task. She casually promoted a few people, forming the Sin Guard.
The Sin Guard is an extension of the rules.
Thus, the Irredeemable City ca to be.
She beca the Sin Lord.
The sin cannot be redeed.
There is nothing in this world that she longs for.
She is still alive simply because she cannot die.
The first ti she saw Zhu Weiwo, it was rely admiration.
But it stopped at admiration.
If Kui Shan were to kill him, so be it.
Zhu Weiwo, breaking through in battle, seized the Samadhi True Fire, fighting Kui Shan head-on, his talent indeed extraordinary…
But if he were released, so be it.
The second ti she saw Zhu Weiwo, it was when Irredeemable City provided the venue for the negotiation of the three countries Zhuang, Yong, and Luo. Zhu Weiwo astounded everyone, overpowering the geniuses of the other two countries. At the ti, she thought, Zhuang Country’s fortune is really good.
Yet a small pond remains a small pond.
The fish in the pond will not easily shed their scales.
The third eting, however, was during that grand campaign of rebellion. Fighting until exhaustion, capturing ten cities one after another, leaving a strong mark on the battlefield, he suddenly turned around to declare rebellion!
Suddenly, she found herself very interested in this person.
Perhaps it was because Zhu Weiwo’s na also contained a “Wei” character.
Perhaps, after centuries, the lanting Jade Bi finally began to awaken, giving her a glimr of hope, a slight longing for the world…
Perhaps in that proud deanor, she faintly saw the elegance unseen for nine hundred years.
In any case, she uncharacteristically intervened.
She is proud by nature, and he is even haughtier.
Even when sheltered by Irredeemable City, he insists it is re cooperation, not subordination…
Every account is ticulously calculated, declaring every loan must be repaid.
She then deliberately gave him tasks, making him wear the Sin Guard uniform, and in front of people, address her as Lord…
From Irredeemable City to Yu Yuan, there were countless episodes.
Those tis in her life were fleeting.
But thinking back, there are so many mories to recall.
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