Chongqing, Tianqiong Peak behind the Hua Family Martial Arts Hall.
As a not particularly famous mountain peak, normally Tianqiong Peak's summit only had scattered rocks and overgrown weeds.
But during this period, Lucius deployed construction teams to work on the summit. Soon, an antique-style Taoist temple stood atop the mountain.
On the temple's plaque, three large characters were written in flowing calligraphy—Fuyun Temple.
In front of the temple, a large flat area had been cleared, with many clay jars placed on it for unknown purposes.
At this moment, time had reached dusk.
The setting sun was about to fall. Golden sunset clouds scattered before the temple, giving an otherworldly tranquility.
At this moment, five figures of varying sizes had already gathered in the open space before the temple.
"Exactly the same as in my memory..." Eldest Senior Sister Lin Chaoyu looked at the surrounding environment, unable to help sighing emotionally.
Second Senior Sister Su Mei walked to those clay jars piled in the open space. After opening them, she saw the neatly pickled spring greens inside.
Thus, she couldn't help sighing: "As expected, even after so long, Master still can't forget her spring greens..."
Besides this, Yanqing stayed far away from these senior sisters, as if trying hard to minimize his presence.
Cheng Lingshuang sat on the temple steps, pondering something unknown.
The youngest disciple, also the one who'd summoned them, Qin Suyi stood before the temple gazing into the distance, as if waiting for someone.
At this moment, a sound of breaking air came.
The group looked toward where the sound came from and discovered two twelve or thirteen-year-old girls who looked identical, like twins.
Like martial arts masters in movies, they covered over ten meters with each step, quickly arriving before everyone.
They were precisely the third and fourth ranked among the Taixu Seven Disciples—Jiang Wanxi and Jiang Wanru.
Thus, all seven Taixu disciples had arrived. Qin Suyi, who'd been standing before the temple with closed eyes, finally smiled.
"Very good. It seems you senior sisters and brothers haven't forgotten our past bonds."
Hearing her words, the others all showed either awkward, proper, or reluctant smiles.
However, Qin Suyi paid no mind. She continued on her own:
"Now Master has demon thoughts in her heart and must be in dire straits. As disciples, we must share Master's worries!"
"Master often said when teaching us martial arts: Those possessed must be executed!"
"Of course, what we're executing is the demon thought born within Master's body, not Master herself. So this isn't betraying Master and ancestors. You senior sisters and brothers must remember clearly."
Hearing Qin Suyi's declaration, the other disciples all echoed in agreement.
"Seventh Junior Sister speaks very truly."
"Indeed, indeed."
"Right, right, right."
Hearing the senior sisters and brothers' agreement, Qin Suyi showed great happiness. She continued:
"Since you senior sisters and brothers have no objections, we'll establish our plan to save Master here at Fuyun Temple."
"Every weekend, Master comes here and spends the night at Fuyun Temple. Calculating the time, tonight Master will definitely stay overnight here."
"Tonight at midnight, we'll kill the demon thought and save Master here!"
Hearing this, the other six all agreed, which rather surprised Qin Suyi.
Based on her understanding of these senior sisters and brothers, she'd thought several would express dissatisfaction. She'd even prepared methods to persuade them. But unexpectedly, not one questioned it.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help looking at everyone suspiciously, asking: "You agreed so quickly. You're not trying to harm me, are you?"
Hearing this, everyone showed different expressions.
Lin Chaoyu's expression didn't change.
Su Mei's smile remained gentle.
Jiang Wanxi and Jiang Wanru kept their heads lowered.
Cheng Lingshuang still had an icy face.
Only Yanqing turned his head somewhat unnaturally.
Seeing the suspicion on Qin Suyi's face growing heavier, Su Mei smiled and said: "Fifth Junior Sister worries too much. We're senior sisters as close as family. How could senior sister betray you?"
Then Lin Chaoyu also said: "Seventh, you're too suspicious. When have I ever harmed you?"
Jiang Wanxi and Jiang Wanru similarly said: "We won't betray junior sister."
Cheng Lingshuang said with a straight face: "Same for me."
Seeing Qin Suyi's gaze sweep over, Yanqing also nodded vigorously: "I absolutely won't betray Seventh Junior Sister. Really!"
Seeing everyone so earnest, Qin Suyi also breathed a sigh of relief, a smile reappearing on her face.
"In that case, tonight at midnight, we seven Taixu disciples will accomplish great things here!"
...
After the seven Taixu disciples established their demon-slaying plan, the happiest wasn't Qin Suyi but Lucius who'd been observing them.
Seeing them vow to jointly attack the demon thought, Lucius knew the final piece of the Seven Disciples' Patricide plot had completed.
"Very good. Next is making Hua die once."
However, considering that the current Hua was still an innocent child, Lucius decided to let her go peacefully.
At least no pain when dying, not even aware she'd died once, to avoid leaving psychological trauma on this child.
Thus, Hua ate dinner at her family's martial arts hall as usual, practiced boxing for a while, washed up, read for a bit, then went to bed.
After Hua closed her eyes, they soon opened again—but now her eyes were red as flames.
"Now, time for Hua's past life to take the stage."
Since deciding to send Hua away silently, next he couldn't let her personally face death.
Thus, Lucius controlled Hua's body to rise from bed. Wearing pajamas, she swept out of the room, then transformed into a sword light flying toward Fuyun Temple atop Tianqiong Peak.
Oh wait, this place was now called Mount Taixu.
Because Tianqiong Peak was right behind the Hua family, Lucius landed before Fuyun Temple almost instantly. What met his eyes were naturally those sealed clay jars.
As for the spring greens inside, of course he'd personally taught Hua to pickle them.
After all, a Crimson Immortal not obsessed with spring greens—was that still the Crimson Immortal?
Hua herself, after tasting them, also praised them endlessly. Recently she'd begun eating these pickles at every meal.
Pushing open the temple door, Lucius lit candles, illuminating the temple hall brightly.
In the dim yellow light, a goddess statue with a flat figure stood quietly, bearing eighty percent resemblance to Fu Hua.
Before the deity statue was an offering table with incense burner and offerings.
Further forward was placed a round meditation cushion.
Lucius took an apple from the offerings, then sat cross-legged on the cushion, eating Fu Hua's offerings while waiting for Fu Hua's disciples to come assassinate him.
Because Fenghuang Down carrying a consciousness clone was left on Qin Suyi, he knew Qin Suyi was at the mountain's base, presumably waiting to gather all senior sisters and brothers to come save Master.
Lucius was moved by her filial piety and looked forward to her bringing people over soon to send Hua away.
But just as he was so anticipating, he sensed someone approaching Fuyun Temple at extreme speed—clearly not an ordinary person.
Lucius took out Hua's phone and checked the time, finding it was only 10 PM—far from their agreed midnight.
"Did you get the time wrong..."
Lucius complained inwardly. The person approaching the temple had already pushed open the door.
Accompanied by cold wind surging in from outside the temple, flickering candles made the hall's light alternate between bright and dim. But Lucius still saw the appearance of who entered.
This was a black-haired, golden-eyed woman in Taoist robes. Compared to him—an immortal sitting cross-legged on a cushion in pajamas—her temperament more resembled someone who should appear here.
This person was precisely Fu Hua's eldest disciple, Lin Chaoyu.
After pushing open the temple door, Lin Chaoyu immediately saw the 'immortal' in pajamas sitting cross-legged on the cushion, holding a half-eaten apple.
Seeing this scene, she froze but immediately recovered. Casually closing the door, she hurried to kneel before the cushion.
"This disciple is unfilial. I actually committed the beastly act of betraying Master and ancestors. Today this disciple dares come before Master to expose the evil deeds of the other six junior sisters and brothers."
"Master, they want to harm you!"
Yes, Lin Chaoyu came early not to assassinate Master but to inform on the other six.
As eldest senior sister, she was quite clear how terrifying her Master's power was. The last successful assassination merely relied on her trust.
But after being assassinated once, such opportunity couldn't appear again. What Seventh Junior Sister was doing was just sending everyone to death.
Lin Chaoyu herself didn't fear death, but she couldn't let her six junior sisters and brothers go to their deaths.
Lucius looked at this woman who'd knelt before him with a thud, pointing at his own face somewhat speechlessly: "Do you think my temperament resembles your Master?"
Lin Chaoyu shook her head, smiling bitterly: "Whether it is or isn't doesn't matter. Demon thought or Master's reincarnation—I only hope you'll spare the other junior sisters and brothers..."
Hearing this, Lucius expressionlessly raised his head. He felt like the sound of paper tearing rang out.
—His script seemed about to be torn apart again!
Thoughts surging in his mind, Lucius lowered his head. A crimson feather appeared in his eyes.
He prepared to hit Lin Chaoyu with Fenghuang Down to forcibly pull the script back on track.
However, before he could act, he sensed another figure rapidly approaching. Footsteps came from outside the temple.
Lin Chaoyu obviously also heard the sound. Her expression changed instantly. Looking left and right, she fixed on the offering table behind Lucius covered with thick yellow cloth and displaying many offerings.
Then she immediately rose and slid underneath the offering table.
Simultaneously, the temple door opened again. A red-haired woman entered.
Precisely Fu Hua's second disciple, Su Mei.
After entering, she similarly saw the 'immortal' in pajamas sitting cross-legged on the cushion, holding a half-eaten apple.
She similarly froze but quickly calmed down, turning to close the door, walking before Lucius, and kneeling with a thud.
"Master, the other six senior sisters, junior sisters and brothers intend to assassinate you. This disciple boldly requests you spare them. This disciple is willing to bear all blame alone."
As the most rational among the seven disciples, Su Mei similarly knew what foolish thing Qin Suyi was doing. Therefore she similarly chose to inform early to preserve everyone else's lives.
But after speaking, Su Mei discovered the 'immortal' before her was like a lifeless statue, quietly staring at her.
Before she could ponder why, she heard hurried footsteps from outside the hall.
Su Mei's expression similarly changed. Looking left and right, she fixed on the most prominent offering table in the hall.
Hurriedly rising, she rolled underneath the offering table.
The offering table shook abruptly, then fell into deathly silence.
At this moment, the temple door opened once more.
This time two similar-looking twins entered—the sisters Jiang Wanru and Jiang Wanxi.
The two similarly froze, similarly casually closed the door, and knelt before Lucius with a thud.
"Master..."
"The other five disciples are coming to kill me, right?"
The two sisters raised their heads and found the 'immortal' calmly taking a bite of apple while extending a thumb to point at the offering table behind.
"Someone's coming. If you want to hide, go there."
Hearing this, shock mixed with doubt in their eyes, but they still unhesitatingly dove under that offering table.
Then, after violent shaking several times, the offering table quieted again.
Soon, the temple door opened once more. The arrival was a white-haired girl—precisely Fu Hua's fifth disciple, Cheng Lingshuang.
After seeing Lucius's attire, she showed no confusion.
After casually closing the temple door, she walked before Lucius, then knelt with a thud.
"Master..."
"The others want to kill me, right?"
"..."
"Sigh... I hate you people who don't follow the script most."
Lucius lowered his head, not minding Cheng Lingshuang in front, instead eating his apple while pondering what to do.
If just one person tore the script, it'd be fine. Now so many people tearing the script—even deploying Fenghuang Down would be quite troublesome.
In that case...
After such silence for a while, Lucius suddenly said: "Someone's coming. There's still space under the offering table... just might be cramped."
Hearing this, Cheng Lingshuang didn't hesitate, rolling underneath the offering table.
The offering table shook but quickly quieted.
Then the temple door opened again. Unsurprisingly, this time a blonde boy pushed open the door.
Precisely Fu Hua's sixth disciple, Yanqing.
He followed standard procedure, kneeling before Lucius with a thud, saying: "Master, this disciple must expose the other six senior sisters and junior sisters."
However, this time Lucius's expression didn't crack. After finishing the apple in his hand in a few bites, he finally smiled.
To Yanqing kneeling on the ground, he said: "No need."
"Ah?"
Regarding Yanqing's puzzled expression, Lucius pointed backward.
Yanqing subconsciously turned back and saw at the temple entrance a girl with a peony-like temperament standing quietly there, her gaze terrifyingly calm.
But seeing this, Yanqing's cold sweat instantly poured out.
"Sev... Seventh Junior Sister?!"
"Very good, very good." Qin Suyi asked with a calm expression: "Sixth Senior Brother, we clearly agreed to save Master together. Why betray me?"
"Uh... Seventh Junior Sister, stop!"
Qin Suyi's expression instantly twisted. "In that case, I'll do it myself!"
Having spoken, she was about to charge at Lucius.
But Yanqing had already risen to block Qin Suyi.
"Don't stop me from saving Master, or I'll kill you too!"
Facing the charging Yanqing, sword energy around Qin Suyi surged, beating Yanqing back repeatedly.
As the person with lowest cultivation among the seven disciples, Yanqing was no match for Qin Suyi. In an instant, he fell into desperate straits.
At this moment, a sword light flew from under the offering table, blasting Qin Suyi away.
"This sword energy..."
After landing, Qin Suyi retreated several steps before finally stopping. Her expression became extremely ugly. The fury in her eyes seemed impossible to suppress.
She swung out sword light, passing over Lucius to overturn the offering table behind him.
Thus, she met five awkward gazes.
The five senior sisters were squeezed together. When she looked over, all their eyes shifted—clearly extremely guilty.
Seeing this situation, Qin Suyi instantly understood the cause and effect. She trembled with anger.
"You... you all betrayed me!"
"Junior Sister, this is a long story. It's not what you think..."
"Ahhh!!!"
Qin Suyi was grief-stricken and furious. With her as center, terrifying sword energy nearly lifted this newly built temple.
But the next moment, Lucius threw her out.
"Don't fight here. This temple cost quite a bit to build."
Lucius stepped outside the temple in one stride.
Then to Qin Suyi who'd stopped, he beckoned with a healthy smile: "Come, good disciple. Quickly kill your master. If I fight back even once, my surname isn't Fu."
Why did Qin Suyi discover Yanqing's whereabouts? Naturally because Lucius deliberately led her here!
Script went crooked?
How big a deal—just bend it back.
Now the Seven Disciples' Patricide plot could continue.
Seeing this temperament so vastly different from Master in her memory, Qin Suyi knew—this must be the so-called demon thought.
Thus, she used her fingertips as sword, pulling out a gorgeous sword light to slash at Lucius.
"Demon thought, leave my Master's body!"
Regarding Qin Suyi's attack, Lucius didn't go back on his word to fight back. He even adjusted direction slightly to ensure this move could produce stronger effect.
Although her attack could hardly injure Hua's current body, after his own weakening, if Qin Suyi attacked several more times, killing him wasn't impossible.
Now all seven disciples were present and participating in battle. In a sense, this counted as 'Seven Disciples' Patricide.'
As long as he died once, one of Fu Hua's plot's most difficult nodes would be passed.
However, the moment the sword light fell, another sword light flew from afar to block it.
The other six disciples blocked before Lucius.
"Junior Sister, stop!"
Seeing this, eagerness to save Master and betrayal by senior sisters and brothers simultaneously exploded in Qin Suyi's mind, completely piercing through her remaining rationality.
"Nonsense! You dare stop me from showing filial piety—I'll kill you all!"
Qin Suyi roared and charged up, but was quickly blocked back by the other six disciples' combined efforts.
Although her cultivation had surged, she obviously wasn't a match for the others working together.
She couldn't even beat Cheng Lingshuang alone.
When she charged again, Cheng Lingshuang released sword energy. Sword energy driven by Taixu Realm pressed her firmly to the ground.
"Seventh Junior Sister, calm down."
But facing such disparate strength, Qin Suyi pressed to the ground by sword energy suddenly laughed strangely.
Simultaneously, Cheng Lingshuang actually felt the sword energy controlling her becoming unstable.
"Hehe... I feel it, I truly feel it..."
Hearing Qin Suyi's voice, the other disciples' minds just raised doubt when they felt extreme danger coming from all directions.
The sword energy originally suppressing Qin Suyi collapsed in an instant. She easily stood up, looking at her own hands, realization dawning on her face.
"So that's it, so that's it. So-called Taixu... is actually this simple."
She clenched her hands. Her face no longer showed anger, only a confident smile.
"With my infinite regret."
"With my firm Dao heart."
"With my undying filial piety..."
Her two fingers came together, pressing before her, face showing unprecedented determination.
"Heart as scabbard, filial piety as sword."
As her voice emerged, the thick cloud layer in the ninth heaven was actually pushed apart by an invisible force, revealing starlight covering the sky previously obscured by clouds.
But soon, this beautiful scene suddenly showed killing intent.
Driven by infinite Honkai energy, a seemingly real yet illusory giant sword far exceeding Tianqiong Peak's size descended from the sky.
Qin Suyi held sword mudra, face showing a fierce smile.
"Hehehahaha! You people who betray Master and ancestors, all of you go! Die!!!"
"What... what, actually Sword God!"
Seeing Qin Suyi produce methods like immortals and gods, the disciples' faces showed shock.
Lucius glanced at them: "What trash talk..."
At this moment, Cheng Lingshuang stepped forward, expression unprecedentedly serious.
She glanced at everyone: "You retreat. I'll block Fifth Junior Sister!"
Having spoken, she held sword mudra and resolutely walked toward Qin Suyi.
Lucius extended his leg.
"Splat!"
Cheng Lingshuang tripped on Lucius and fell to the ground.
Hehe... I finally waited for the patricide opportunity. How could I let you ruin it?
In the seven disciples' strange expressions, Lucius flew into the sky, facing that giant sword descending from heaven.
Simultaneously, his face showed joy of great accomplishment.
Finally, his body collided with that falling giant sword in midair.
"Plot, about to complete~"
But soon, Lucius discovered this Sword God... seemed to have additives!
Not that power far exceeded expectations, but the will contained in this Sword God.
—That was infinite filial piety.
This Sword God entered Fu Hua's consciousness ocean, precisely striking that constantly wriggling colorful bubble.
That was Fu Hua's fifty-thousand-year memory sealed by Lucius using Fenghuang Down.
Originally under Fenghuang Down's blockade, with Lucius himself as flow limiter, it would slowly become Hua's nourishment, ultimately birthing a complete Crimson Immortal.
But now, under bombardment from Qin Suyi's Sword God driven by infinite filial piety, some not-too-wonderful changes seemed to occur.
It began frantically wriggling, seeming to have explosive tendencies.
Seeing this, Lucius immediately sealed Hua's consciousness in Fenghuang Down to prevent being washed blank by exploding memory flow.
But soon Lucius discovered things didn't develop slowly as he predicted.
That memory bubble indeed exploded—but the memories inside didn't scatter. Instead, a person jumped out from within.
...
A seven-colored river flowed in darkness—this was fifty thousand years of memories accumulated by the existence named Fu Hua.
It was just a mass of memories, without any self.
Later, due to external force, these memories began gathering and condensing, but she still had no self.
Until an even more terrifying power intervened—perhaps plus a bit of something called miracle? This condensed memory mass actually spontaneously produced a bit of instinctive reaction due to this terrifying threat.
When this bit of instinct arose, like a chain reaction, a hazy will actually began birthing in the memory bubble.
"Who am I?"
"...That's right, I'm Fu Hua, Previous Civilization's fusion warrior, Post-Civilization's Crimson Immortal."
"Sigh... really slept a long time!"
"Thinking carefully, what kind of life did I live in the past? Boring precepts, spring greens I wanted to vomit, and this ten-thousand-year-unchanged small figure..."
"Mm... perhaps I should try a new way of living?"
"Let me think, at this time I should say... sever past old shackles, today know I am myself?"
"Mm... killing intent?"
She detected a crisis sense coming.
"Sword God? Tsk... dare show off before this immortal? With my invincible sword heart, let you slash for a hundred years doing useless work!"
Then this consciousness drove that nearly indestructible sword heart to block this Sword God.
The result wasn't unexpected. This Sword God shattered upon touching her sword heart.
But simultaneously, this consciousness's smugness froze.
Because she discovered this Sword God seemed to have additives.
That was... endless filial piety!!!
...
Outside, seeing the 'immortal' rise to directly receive that Sword God, everyone present fell into stupor.
They saw that Sword God touch the 'immortal's' forehead then shatter. The 'immortal' herself seemed completely unharmed.
But soon, a bone-chilling cold enveloped everyone, making them sweat profusely.
At this moment, the 'immortal' frozen in the sky actually twisted her head at an exaggerated angle. A pair of red eyes stared directly at them, that expression...
—Furious and fierce.
Simultaneously, her voice at the extreme of rage echoed between heaven and earth.
"Traitorous disciples, I'll blast you apart!!!"
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