Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2049: Chapter 2050: If I Cannot Attain Dao Sword Jian Yi in This Life, I’ll Return to Try Again in the Next (Third Update)

Jian San laughed, and amidst her laughter, she struggled to raise her head and quietly looked at Xue An, "I didn’t blame you, so why are you in a hurry to explain?"

Xue An said nothing.

"What a pity, just a little more, and I could have defeated Li Jingxing, then I would have become the rightful Jian Er!"

Jian San’s eyes showed a yearning expression, "In that case, I could have openly challenged you, and once I cut you down, my longing would be resolved!"

"Do you think that by then wouldn’t I be the invincible Jian Yi in the world?" Jian San asked.

Xue An was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Yes!"

"Hehe, just thinking about it makes me happy! Unfortunately... I won’t be able to see it anymore!"

As the words fell, the light in Jian San’s eyes began to dim, and the wound on her chest and abdomen slightly glowed with blood.

Xue An’s eyes showed an extremely complex expression.

He didn’t know how to face this girl who regarded the Sword Dao as her life.

He even didn’t know how to face her fall.

At that moment, Jian San suddenly chuckled, "I didn’t expect that before dying, there would still be a man feeling sad for me!"

As she spoke, she laboriously turned her head to look at the distant stand.

"That woman has become much stronger compared to when she was on Earth, is she your wife?"

Xue An nodded.

"Hehe, I really regret not killing her back when we were on Earth!"

At this, Jian San suddenly coughed up a mouthful of light golden blood.

Xue An grasped her thin shoulder, continuously channeling his cultivation level over, and said in a deep voice, "Rest for a while and stop talking!"

"Hehe, it’s useless, my sword heart is already shattered, even if you regain the Immortal Venerable position now, you can’t save me!" The light in Jian San’s eyes grew dimmer.

But she trembled and reached out her hand, thrusting it into her chest and abdomen.

With a cracking sound, a rib broke as her hand reached into her heart, slowly pulling out a small, dazzling sword.

The entire place was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Linghu Jue, the Wine Sword Immortal, looked unbearably compassionate and said in a low voice, "Sword Heart Condensation..."

Among the Sword Cultivators, there is a cultivation technique that allows top Sword Cultivators to condense all their sword dao insights and cultivation levels together before their fall, then extract it to be passed down as a legacy.

But this requires enduring extremely horrific pain.

Because the Sword Cultivator’s sword heart is tightly integrated with their body, inseparable, forcefully extracting it is like forcibly pulling out a person’s bones.

Yet Jian San calmly achieved it.

Once the small sword was pulled out, she gently placed it in Xue An’s hand.

"It’s yours now!"

The small sword still retained the warmth from Jian San’s heart, rendering Xue An motionless.

By this time, Jian San’s complexion was almost white as transparency, yet she still smiled and said.

"Do you know my name?"

Xue An nodded, "I know, you’re called Jian San, the third Jian!"

"No!" Jian San shook her head, then struggled to lean close to Xue An’s ear and whispered.

"That’s just my nickname, my real name is Shen Suqian! You must remember that name!"

"Alright, I will remember!"

A hint of blush appeared on Shen Suqian’s pale face, and she suddenly grabbed Xue An’s chest clothing tightly.

"Hold me, I’m so cold!"

Xue An did not hesitate and gently held her in his arms.

Shen Suqian leaned in Xue An’s arms, a faint smile appearing at the corner of her mouth, then softly murmured.

"So warm!"

But her body was gradually growing cold.

"If it’s warm, then take a nap." Xue An said softly.

Shen Suqian chuckled, "You liar, I won’t sleep because once I fall asleep, I won’t wake up again!"

Although she was smiling, the wound on her chest and abdomen continued to gush with blood, increasingly becoming a hemorrhage.

Shen Suqian’s lips gradually turned pale, and the light in her eyes began to fade.

She lifted her head, blankly staring at the starry sky, and softly said, "Xue An!"

"Hmm!"

"In this life, I couldn’t prove the Dao of Jian Yi, so I’ll return next life to battle again! You must wait for me!"

"Okay!"

A satisfied smile appeared on Shen Suqian’s face, "That’s good, I’m leaving, going to leave!"

When she finished speaking, the light in her eyes dissipated gradually like a dying embers of a furnace.

Xue An sat quietly on the ground, saying nothing.

He could feel the body in his arms growing colder bit by bit.

The entire place was terrifyingly silent.

Behind the crowd, An Yan was already in tears.

After a long time, Xue An softly spoke, "I’ve rarely admired anyone in my life, but you definitely count as one!"

Saying this, Xue An stood up slowly, carrying her body.

"Safe journey, Miss Jian San!" Elder Ye Bufan shouted.

Numerous Sword Cultivators were also filled with tears, "Safe journey, Miss Jian San!"

Meanwhile, Li Jingxing, who had been sitting silently with his eyes closed, opened his eyes at some point, then slowly stood up and walked to Xue An’s side.

"Bury her on Sword Mountain. I believe she would like it there!"

Xue An nodded.

Li Jingxing raised his eyebrow, and a sword light immediately split the void in front of him.

A great mountain faintly emerged within.

And upon this mountain stood numerous towering Sword Monuments reaching the sky.

Using swords as monuments, it is the most sacred place within Jian Sect, dedicated to the burial of previous Sword Masters.

Xue An didn’t enter but gently placed Shen Suqian’s body into the mountain.

In an instant.

It seemed to feel the arrival of a body, as a booming roar emanated from the mountain, and then a Sword Monument rose from the ground, quickly surpassing those of past Sword Masters, ultimately reaching an unprecedented height before slowly stopping.

Her body had been cast into it, becoming eternal.

Once it was all done.

Li Jingxing’s aura grew even weaker, almost unable to stand.

This caused a low gasp from everyone present.

"Can you still hold on?" Xue An asked lightly.

"Kind of, but this time my sword heart was also severely injured and will take at least three years to recover!" Li Jingxing replied with a bitter smile.

Xue An nodded, "Take your time, with me here, Jian Sect will be fine!"

"Hmm!" Li Jingxing nodded, then whispered, "I’ll leave it to you, I’ll go cultivate now!"

With that, Li Jingxing closed his eyes again, and in a blink, he was sealed by several strands of Sword Intent, entering a closed cultivation while standing.

This great battle ended with one dead, one injured.

Xue An glanced around, then solemnly said, "All Jian Sect disciples return, everyone else disperse!"

Jian ZaiXin’s face lit up with excitement, just about to answer, when a cold voice came from behind.

"What do you think you are, daring to order around here?"