You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Liu Yuntian fell into silence, time seemed to have frozen, the surroundings were dead silent, only the slight sound of breathing echoed in the air.

After a few long breaths, he slowly stood up.

Walking in front of Zhao Qingxi, he stretched out his hand and gently took back the dagger.

Liu Yuntian held the dagger as if he was holding the weight of the entire world.

He raised the dagger, and the sharp blade reflected the figure of Bian Xing behind him, like a reflection in a mirror.

He stared at the image on the blade, seemingly thinking about something.

After a moment, his voice was low and hoarse: "The whole world is a game..."

He paused, then continued: "No one is immune."

Bian Xing's eyes widened, his face filled with shock.

The whole world is a game?

He had lived for nearly 40,000 years and had never heard of this concept.

He tried to understand the deeper meaning of Liu Yuntian's words, but found that his thinking could no longer keep up with the other party's pace.

Liu Yuntian continued: "It can be said that everyone's fate is determined before birth."

His gaze swept across Bian Xing and Zhao Qingxi, with a heart-pounding light flashing in his eyes.

"It's just that everyone is in a different position, so there is a gap."

Mission? Bian Xing muttered to himself.

This word confused him and he didn't understand what Liu Yuntian meant.

Born is born? How can it be born with a mission?

However, he did not interrupt Liu Yuntian, but listened quietly.

Liu Yuntian turned around slowly and turned his back to Bian Xing and Zhao Qingxi.

His back looked lonely and resolute, as if he was carrying the burden of the world.

“From the time we are born until we die, our whole life is about getting rid of the mission imposed on us… and then finding our own true mission.”

"I call this expression - changing fate against the will of heaven!"

After saying this, Liu Yuntian sighed softly.

He continued in a moderate tone, "I will indeed fall into the trap."

There was a hint of helplessness and self-mockery in his voice.

“But I understand one thing.”

He paused, then said, "The more you fear something, the more likely it is to find you."

These words struck Bian Xing's heart like lightning, and he couldn't help but think of his past experiences.

He was afraid of losing the woman, and as a result, he was powerless to do anything.

He was afraid of failure, and ended up failing every time.

But when he was determined to die and guard two spiritual stone veins, he fought against more than a dozen powerful refining masters, but miraculously survived...

“Just like banks won’t lend money to the poor, even if they are the ones who need it the most.”

"It's not just the banks, it's the same for everyone!"

Liu Yuntian's voice rang out again, breaking Bian Xing's contemplation.

His words are full of criticism of social reality and profound insights into human nature.

"You have to know how to pretend. If you don't have something... you can pretend that you have it!"

Bian Xing stood there silently, with Liu Yuntian's words echoing in his mind.

Having said that, Liu Yuntian suddenly stopped and began to pace back and forth in the room, as if he was lost in his memories.

His voice became low and serious: "When I was twelve years old, there were the most assassination attempts on me."

He paused, and continued, "I am gifted with extraordinary talents and a strong physique. Ordinary swords and knives can hardly break my bones, let alone damage my internal organs."

There was a hint of pride and confidence in his tone.

Then, his expression became serious, "But no one knows about this..."

After a moment's silence, he added, "You are the first person to know about this."

As he said that, he looked at Zhao Qingxi who was kneeling on the other side, "You are the second one."

Then, his gaze returned to the person in front of him, as if he wanted to see his past self through the other person's eyes.

"I am afraid of poison, and this secret is also unknown to anyone."

"So when faced with poison, I could only endure the pain and pretend nothing happened, as if the poison had no effect on me."

"On the contrary, our guild wears the most advanced defensive spiritual armor under the clothes."

"This way, everyone will think that I am afraid of swords and sharp blades."

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sly smile, "So, they will choose to stab me with swords instead of using poison."

"In the end, almost all the assassinations I faced were by swords and axes... There were no more poisonous attacks!"

Bian Xing suddenly realized what was going on and muttered with half his mouth open: "Did I expose my weakness..." His voice was full of regret and self-blame.

"Pa." Liu Yuntian gently patted Bian Xing on the shoulder and said calmly: "I am the same as you."

Bian Xing suddenly raised his head, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect Liu Yuntian to say that.

"Although others think I am cold-blooded and heartless, only I know that I care a lot about feelings..." Liu Yuntian's eyes softened.

"I care about my family, my friends, and even more so...that person."

"They are my weaknesses... so I tear them apart with my own hands and show them."

"Freeing yourself from weakness... is also freeing yourself."

This sentence shocked Bian Xing's heart, and he seemed to understand something.

After hearing this, Bian Xing relaxed and let out a long sigh.

He slowly closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I... am not as good as you. I lose."

"No, we didn't lose." Liu Yuntian said suddenly, and this sentence made everyone confused and puzzled.

Bian Xing opened his eyes, full of confusion, and was eager to get a reasonable explanation from Liu Yuntian.

Liu Yuntian smiled softly, walked to Zhao Qingxi, and gently helped her up.

Then he took her hand and walked towards Bian Xing,

Finally, he placed Zhao Qingxi's hand in Bian Xing's hand.

"You and I have different ambitions and pursuits, but we both got what we longed for..."

Bian Xing looked at Liu Yuntian, then looked at Zhao Qingxi's hand in his own hand, and felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.

"You got what you wanted, and I got what I always dreamed of."

“Where are the losers?”

After hearing these words, Bian Xing's body trembled violently, and his whole body shook as if he had been electrocuted.

He lowered his head, stared at Zhao Qingxi's hand, then raised his head, looked into her beautiful eyes, and nodded gently.

"Yes... 30,000 years..."

"In the past thirty thousand years, I have never been as happy as I am today..."

After talking to myself,

Bian Xing raised his head and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to the spiritual stone veins of Wuji Holy Land."

But Liu Yuntian shook his head, walked to the door and opened it.

Said, "It's not the right time yet. I will come to you when I need you."