Taking the soul tablet from Mu Qiuying, Chen Juenian understood Mu Chunxiang’s current situation.
She was truly about to die.
A cultivator at the Great Emperor level had a lifespan of ten thousand years, yet Mu Chunxiang was only seven hundred years old—how could she be dying?
“Immortal, you should know that this is the chronic chill my sister had since childhood. Back then, you were the one who personally saved her.”
After hearing this, Chen Juenian shook his head.
“That ailment has long been eradicated by me. So it is not a relapse; rather, she sought her own death.”
If she didn’t want to die, who could have done anything to Mu Chunxiang?
Her Ice Spirit Root was a double-edged sword, but with Chen Juenian’s years of assistance, Mu Chunxiang should have been able to completely ignore the dangers brought by the Ice Spirit Root.
Thus, it seemed the only reason was that she had once again given up on her own life.
Chen Juenian’s past words had once again gone in one ear and out the other.
“This time I save her, and after this we will have no further ties—I’ll just consider that I never had her as a disciple.”
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After obtaining the heavenly materials and earthly treasures that Mu Qiuying helped retrieve, Chen Juenian successfully refined an Immortal Elixir capable of saving Mu Chunxiang’s life.
This elixir could only be refined by Chen Juenian in this world, so Mu Chunxiang would inevitably learn from it that he still existed.
But so what?
Under Mu Qiuying’s watchful gaze, he used the remaining heavenly materials and earthly treasures to refine a black-glowing pill from the spiritual fire in his palm.
“One pill saves life, one pill erases love.”
“She will forget you, Immortal?”
“No, she will still remember me. However, I will become the most familiar stranger to her.”
Mu Qiuying took the pill.
She really hadn’t expected Chen Juenian to be able to refine something with such an effect…
‘Still remember him, yet regard him as a stranger? Even she, who was unwilling to share Chen Juenian with her sister, found this too cruel.’
“Then I’ll be going.”
“Mm.”
After Mu Qiuying left with the pill, Chen Juenian sat down in the seat behind him as if relieved of a heavy burden.
The Oblivion of Love Pill—normally, he would never administer it to Mu Chunxiang or anyone who harbored ill intentions toward him.
After all, everyone has emotions; losing those emotions, what difference is there from a walking corpse?
It was only because of what Mu Chunxiang had done—she had even disregarded her own life.
The moral principles and repeated admonitions he had taught her were all cast aside because of the feelings she should not have developed for him.
Thus, it seemed that only by making her forget her feelings for him could everything be completely settled.
Mu Chunxiang would continue to live.
Although she would see him as a passerby, at least she would no longer do anything extreme because of him.
This was the best solution Chen Juenian could think of, good for both him and Mu Chunxiang.
“Nian’er.”
The door opened slightly, and Xuanyuan Jiong curiously glanced inside.
“Nian’er, what did Sister Mu come to see you for this time?”
Mu Qiuying had come again suddenly, then briefly left, saying she had to go to the Linlang Pavilion to buy something that could help Chen Juenian cultivate.
It had to be said, Mu Qiuying truly cared about Chen Juenian a great deal.
Nian’er was merely the son of her friend’s niece.
With such a distant relationship, Sister Mu only needed to show a little care for appearances, but she had instead taught her own child two Peerless Martial Skills and even humbled herself to personally come to the First Stratum Beyond the Heavens to instruct him.
As she spoke, Xuanyuan Jiong’s gratitude toward Mu Qiuying grew heavier.
‘Sister Mu had helped her child so much—how could she repay her?’