After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 563 Senior Sister, Stop Saying It

Even though Jiang Liqian's cultivation level was much higher than this little girl's, she was still pushed and staggered.

Her questions, her wails, her tears—all struck Jiang Liqian's heart with deafening force.

"Run! Run! The barbarians are attacking!"

"Pah! I've only had two bites of meat, there's still one tender and delicate piece I haven't tried yet!"

"Do you want your life, or that girl's flesh? You rascal, hurry up, they're catching up!"

"Ah! Help! Help me!"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Help! Help!"

"Mother, Mother, I'm scared, I'm scared..."

"No, spare my child, Yu'er! Yu'er! Ah—!"

"You damned woman, get out of here, or I'll throw you out and trample you into mincemeat!"

"Damn it! Either I'll starve to death or be killed by those beasts, so I might as well devour this girl before I die and die with a full stomach!"

"what--!"

"A monster! A monster! She's a monster!"

"Since you are so capable, able to break free of the ropes and fight off so many barbarians, why don't you save us? Why don't you save my Yu'er?"

"You heartless monster! You even watched your own mother being cooked and eaten by them! You deserve to get nothing, you deserve to be despised by everyone!"

"Deserve it!"

"Deserve it!"

“Tell Mother, I…I didn’t disgrace her, I protected the key…”

"Bury... me and Bei Yao..."

"Senior Sister!" A hand with distinct knuckles, carrying the chill of autumn, gripped her hand tightly and nervously.

Jiang Liqian turned around in a daze, and through the reflection in his eyes, she realized that she was swaying, her face was ashen, and she was almost about to collapse.

Such an ill-timed and embarrassing situation.

"Shut up!" Jiang Junze wouldn't tolerate anyone speaking to his little sister like that. His long sword flashed as it was drawn, the cold light instantly slicing across the man's face.

"Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoists of the Tianqian Sect, please have mercy!" A fellow disciple, having recovered his senses, rushed over in a panic, shielding the young girl behind him. He explained hastily, "Se'er is young and has been spoiled and willful by us. The sudden loss of her beloved senior brother has caused her to speak such nonsense in her grief. Please forgive her, fellow Daoist. I apologize on her behalf. I'm so sorry, truly so sorry..."

"Stop talking." Jiang Liqian stopped him from bending down to apologize. Looking at his red and sad eyes, she had so many words stuck in her heart, feeling sad and suffocated. But she also understood their sadness. How could they stay calm and not be heartbroken after losing so many fellow disciples they had spent so much time with?

At this moment, they were expected to apologize to her while feeling this way, which Jiang Liqian felt she couldn't do, especially with the body of their fellow disciple Wei Han lying there.

Moreover, the girl's agitation was undoubtedly influenced by demonic energy. She spoke, urging him and everyone else who had been treated to sit down and silently recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra to prevent demonic energy from clouding their judgment.

"Senior sister." She turned to leave, but her hand was still held tightly by Xu You'an. She turned back and saw him looking at her with deep concern.

Jiang Li took a deep breath and forced a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not that..."

"Senior sister, you're crying."

The icy liquid slid down her cheek in an instant, falling onto the empty collar.

Jiang Liqian's smile could no longer be maintained.

The temperature at her fingertips gradually cooled, and she wanted to hold onto something, but it seemed like she couldn't hold onto anything at all.

"Junior Brother," her gaze suddenly went blank, her whole being separated from everyone by mountain mists and clouds, instantly becoming so far away that ice and snow filled the sky, unreachable, "Do you know how I returned to the cultivation world from the mortal realm? Do you know why my father and mother chose to abandon me and risk everything to protect my brother's safety?"

Jiang Junze's gaze stiffly turned towards her as she spoke.

"In the twenty-first year of Longde, the weather was extremely cold. The following year, a severe drought struck, and the fields yielded no harvest. People were displaced. A year later, the northern barbarians rebelled, and the entire plain was engulfed in flames of war. My mother and I wandered among the refugees. Due to natural disasters and man-made calamities, coupled with the inaction of the court, we eventually reached the point of exchanging children for food."

"My mother, already frail from caring for me for so many years, sacrificed herself to prevent me from becoming food for refugees. I stood by, watching helplessly as they disemboweled her, ripping out her liver and heart. Her blood flowed from the cracked pot all the way to the soles of my shoes..."

"At that moment, I suddenly couldn't see anything. All I could see was blood and hear the cheers of people sharing meat soup. At that time, I only had one thought in my mind: I wanted to kill them all and tear them to pieces!"

"Then, my spiritual power erupted, thunder roared from the sky, and strange phenomena occurred. I returned to the cultivation world I had been away from for a long time and became a homeless beggar without parents."

At this point, she seemed to recall something ridiculous, and the sarcasm at the corner of her mouth couldn't be suppressed, letting out a few soft laughs.

"Junior brother, do you know where fate can be most cruel?"

Xu Youan gripped her hand tightly, afraid that if he let go, the person in front of him would leave him forever. A moment of hoarseness escaped his throat, and he lowered his eyes, pleading with her, "Senior sister, please stop talking."

Recalling painful memories is just another form of self-torture.

Jiang Liqian let him lead her, her eyes flashing with light and shadow.

"My elder brother was born with a top-grade gold spiritual root and became the most talented young master of the Jiang family. When I was born, everyone had the greatest expectations, thinking that even if I didn't have the talent of a top-grade spiritual root, I would at least have a high-grade spiritual root. However, what they never expected was that I couldn't be tested for a spiritual root."

"What does it mean if I can't detect my spiritual root? It means I can't even do the basic Qi-guiding technique, it means I'm destined to have a short lifespan, I won't be accepted by the cultivation world, it means I'm a complete waste."

“Junior brother, I am of no use to the head of the Jiang family, the lady of the Jiang family, or the members of the Jiang family. A useless person should be discarded as a matter of course.”

Cold mist welled up in her eyes, forming powerless tears. Jiang Liqian tilted her head back slightly, not wanting others to see her vulnerability.

"Because of my useless spiritual root, I dragged my mother down to the mortal realm with me, making her run around for me time and time again. And because of my useless spiritual root, I could only watch her being devoured before my eyes. But after I lost everything, my spiritual root turned into a top-grade lightning spiritual root that everyone envies... Ha, junior brother, what's the most ridiculous thing is that when I thought I was great and could protect the people I cherished most, Lianlian and Beiyao died in front of me..."

She laughed: "She's right. I'm too late. I'm not a 'savior' at all. I can't bear such a heavy responsibility. I'm just a selfish and cowardly hypocrite."