Truth Exposed, Empresses Beg for Forgiveness-Chapter 136 - 133: From Now On, Your Name Is Jian Lingxin! Jian Lingxin in Tears! I’ve Remembered Everything!

Chapter 136: Chapter 133: From Now On, Your Name Is Jian Lingxin! Jian Lingxin in Tears! I’ve Remembered Everything!

The young Luo Xuan turned his Liuli Jianxin toward Jian Ling’er in the Sword Spirit state!

During this process, countless cultivators within the Celestial Emperor Palace turned pale simultaneously.

Especially those cultivators closest to the Reincarnation Mirror, each hurriedly stepping back.

Just because they could sense it.

The pain that the Young Celestial Emperor endured in transferring the sword heart to Jian Ling’er—

Even, it was no less than the pain of giving Xiao Lixing the Double Pupils back then!!

As the recipient of the sword heart, Jian Ling’er did not endure any pain, yet only felt her heart nearly torn apart!

"Wood, stop it, you can’t give up your sword heart!"

"Sob, please stop, I’m begging you!"

"Sob, Wood, really stop it, without the sword heart you will lose all your cultivation, sob sob, and having burned the Primordial Essence Blood before, you will die!"

"I’m begging you, Wood, stop it, really stop it!!"

Jian Ling’er desperately controlled the sword body to clash against the seal, but couldn’t break through at all.

She could only watch helplessly as the young Luo Xuan’s sword heart transferred to her!

And until the end, her voice was full of tearful pleading, even begging!

For a sword cultivator, losing the sword heart is equivalent to losing all cultivation!

Like Jian Po before, even the Third Elder and the Three Sword Masters, it was all the same!

Wood had already been deeply wounded for her, only suppressing the injury after breaking through to a certain extent.

But once the cultivation is lost, the backlash of the Primordial Essence Blood would indeed kill him!!

The young Luo Xuan looked at the Emperor’s Sword in the Sword Casting Pool, which was frantically pounding against the seal, as if through this Emperor’s Sword, he once again saw the figure and smile of Jian Ling’er.

While enduring pain akin to the extraction of bones and marrow, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Ling’er, we agreed to be born in the same year, month, and day, and die in the same year, month, and day.

You will live, I...will strive not to die.

No, I promise you, I won’t die, that’s what we agreed upon..."

Jian Ling’er continued to frantically clash against the seal.

She wanted to say something, but the young Luo Xuan embedded a spell into the Emperor’s Sword, making her fall into slumber at that moment.

The process of transferring the sword heart was very long, but the young Luo Xuan seemed as if it was not he who was enduring the heart-piercing pain, his expression always so peaceful.

Only the slight twitching of his facial muscles betrayed him, clearly indicating what unbearable pain he was enduring!

The young Luo Xuan spoke to himself.

"Ling’er, do you know, the last words I said to Jian Guichen were not false.

A gentleman is open and poised, while a petty person is always worried, how can such words be false?

This cause and effect, I can truly repay."

Before Jian Guichen’s Great Emperor will disappeared, it said that no matter what, it was someone from the Sword Spirit Race who saved him back then!

His initial Sword Dao was also inspired by the Sword Dao techniques of the Sword Spirit Race, and he had thoroughly read the Sword Spirit Race’s Library Pavilion.

Today, he extinguished all the top experts of the Sword Spirit Race, how could he repay this cause and effect from the Sword Spirit Race, how could he let the sword heart remain flawless.

But Jian Guichen did not know, this cause and effect, the young Luo Xuan could indeed repay!

The young Luo Xuan softly spoke to the Emperor’s Sword in the Sword Casting Pool.

"The person who saved me back then was not only from the Sword Spirit Race, it was you, Ling’er.

It was you who taught me the Sword Spirit Race’s Sword Dao, let me comprehend it!

Even allowing me to freely access the Sword Spirit Library Pavilion, was also because you gave me your three-day qualification accumulated over eighteen years, it was you, Ling’er!

The one I owe a great deal to is not the Sword Spirit Race, rather... it is you, Ling’er!

Today, I give you this Liuli Jianxin of mine, so that no one can ever call you a useless person again, you will be the most dazzling Sword Dao genius!

As for the little karma I owe to the Sword Spirit Race..."

The young Luo Xuan raised his head, looking towards the heavens, as if at this moment, seeing the vast Celestial Dao.

He did indeed owe the Sword Spirit Race a little karma.

Even though the Sword Manual of the Sword Spirit Race only gave him a little insight, it ultimately cannot be ignored, and even if the Sword Dao Cultivation Technique was taught to him by Jian Ling’er, it also comes from the Sword Spirit Race.

The comprehension of the Sword Spirit Library Pavilion, although the qualification came from Jian Ling’er, those books also came from the Sword Spirit Race.

And considering he wiped out the top experts of the Sword Spirit Race today, despite doing it for Jian Ling’er, it is nevertheless a fact.

This is the little karma he owes the Sword Spirit Race.

"The little karma I owe the Sword Spirit Race, today having wiped out all their top experts...

In the future, I will repay the Sword Spirit Race with an empress so radiant that she could suppress Jian Guichen, the Sword Spirit Ancestor!

Is that enough?"

Above the Nine Heavens, the sound of heavenly thunder echoed, rumbling endlessly!

But it did not descend.

It seemed not as a punishment but as acknowledgment.

Evidently, even the Heavenly Dao Will acknowledged the young Luo Xuan’s words.

Within the Celestial Emperor Palace, countless people were already completely dumbfounded at this moment.

Not only because these successive scenes appeared too shocking.

But also because of the information revealed in the young Luo Xuan’s words, upon deep reflection... extremely terrifying!!

The young Luo Xuan endured the pain of the sword heart transfer.

Seemingly oblivious.

Today, upon seeing Jian Ling’er cast into the Sword Casting Pool, becoming a Sword Spirit afterward.

Though the pain pierced his heart, it brought about the plan he envisaged!

He had once seen in the Sword Spirit Library Pavilion, that the sword heart cannot be given, the sword heart is unique, cannot be given to others.

Yet it can be willingly given to a Sword Spirit!

And once the Sword Spirit receives the sword heart... it can transform into a human!

However, this transformation into a human will take a very long time, no one can be certain.

The cost will be the sealing of memories, forgetting all past events for a considerable time.

A faint smile appeared on the young Luo Xuan’s face.

"Having obtained the sword heart, whether it takes a hundred years or a thousand years, Ling’er, you will eventually transform from a Sword Spirit into a human, embarking on life anew with a fresh demeanor.

And you will... forget all of this...

But one day, Ling’er, you will remember me, won’t you?"

Within the Celestial Emperor Palace, the cultivators became even more numb at this moment.

It turns out that a Sword Spirit with a sword heart can transform into a human!

Once Jian Ling’er has the sword heart, she can become human...

And the one she received is the Liuli Jianxin given by the Young Celestial Emperor...

Also, Jian Ling’er and Sword Spirit Empress Jian Lingxin look exactly the same...

This Emperor’s Sword, likewise, has the identical appearance and aura as the Spirit Heart Sword...

A bold idea takes shape in everyone’s minds!

At this moment, Wang Teng’s entire face stiffens.

Even within his heart, fear has already begun.

No, it can’t be, it can’t be!

It definitely can’t be like that! 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Meanwhile, in the scene, the young Luo Xuan looks at this Emperor’s Sword, as if seeing through it the one sleeping inside.

Jian Ling’er, tears still lingering at the corners of her eyes.

"Ling’Er, you will live with a renewed spirit, and then possess a Sword Heart.

From now on, you’ll be called... Jian Lingxin."

Celestial Emperor Palace cultivators: !!!

As soon as the young Luo Xuan said this, it completely solidified the fact that Jian Ling’er is Jian Lingxin, and Jian Ling’er will someday be the Sword Spirit Empress!

Whether it was other cultivators, including the sword cultivators of the Sword Spirit Race, even Sword Emperor Jian Wuming, their pupils contracted to the extreme!

At this moment, Jian Lingxin’s mind went entirely blank.

After the blankness, some memory fragments became clearer than ever!

At this moment, Wang Teng was utterly despondent.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!

This, this must be just a coincidence with the name!

Yes, Spirit Heart Sword! This Emperor’s Sword doesn’t have engraving; it certainly isn’t the Spirit Heart Sword, and Jian Ling’er certainly isn’t the Sword Spirit Empress!"

At this moment, Wang Teng was still trying to deceive himself.

The non-existent engraving on the Emperor’s Sword had become his final hope!

However, in the next moment, the young Luo Xuan looks at the Emperor’s Sword in the Sword Casting Pool.

"Ling’Er, you like beautiful names, as promised I will name your sword.

From now on, it will be called—Spirit Heart Sword!

When you awaken, it will be your Lifebound Emperor Artifact!"

The young Luo Xuan knew clearly that using his cultivation again would only worsen his backlash injuries.

But he was resolute and unwavering.

Taking advantage of the time he was still the master of this Emperor’s Sword, the young Luo Xuan used his cultivation to arduously sketch in the air with his fingers.

Moments later, three forceful and vigorous characters were engraved on the blade of this Emperor’s Sword—

Spirit Heart Sword!

This scene made Wang Teng’s face completely stiffen.

Everything meant that his last hope in his heart had also shattered at this moment!

In the Celestial Emperor Palace, everyone was utterly shaken.

So, this was how the engraving on the Spirit Heart Sword came to be!

"Enough, it’s enough, don’t continue..."

Jian Lingxin usually rarely shows emotional fluctuations.

At this moment, however, tears burst from her eyes!

By now she must understand all that happened back then.

She only hoped this wood would do no more, would not hurt more for her!

Yet what the young Luo Xuan wanted to do was not yet complete.

Feeling the transfer accompanying the Sword Heart, and the little remaining cultivation he had left.

The young Luo Xuan, with extreme difficulty, was doing the last thing.

"You refused to be called a waste of the Sword Spirit Race, I will ensure that in the future... you’ll have the qualification to lead the Sword Spirit Race!"

The young Luo Xuan’s fingers arduously sketched in the air, seeming to be imprinting something within the Spirit Heart Sword.

Or rather, imprinting something in the mind of Jian Ling’er as she was a Sword Spirit during this time!

This scene made Jian Wuming and the other sword cultivators of the Sword Spirit Race.

All felt as if struck by lightning, entirely stunned in place!

Jian Wuming spoke with difficulty.

"This is... the Sword Dao Cultivation Technique of the Sword Spirit Race..."

It turns out the Sword Dao Cultivation Technique of the Sword Spirit Race today was compiled by the Celestial Emperor!

The other members of the Sword Spirit Race were equally numb.

Before today, how could they have imagined that the Sword Dao Cultivation Technique they cultivated, that the sword manual of their Sword Spirit Race was compiled by the Celestial Emperor!

After finishing this last task, the young Luo Xuan was utterly relieved, and Liuli Jianxin at this moment completely detached.

Entered into the Spirit Heart Sword, entered into Jian Ling’er who was a Sword Spirit!

Inside the Spirit Heart Sword, the sleeping Jian Ling’er, a drop of tear slid from the corner of her eye, falling from the Spirit Heart Sword.

Fell into the blazing fire of the Sword Casting Pool, never dissipating.

Just now, the myriad swords returned to the Sword Tomb, the wooden sword that was broken by Jian Guichen before by the young Luo Xuan.

Was also in the Sword Casting Pool.

Jian Ling’er originally intended to use the fire of the Sword Casting Pool to recast this wooden sword.

The wooden sword in the Sword Casting Pool being protected by her will, didn’t suffer any harm from the blazing fire.

Her tear fell on the wooden sword that was about to be recast.

Snap!

The wooden sword that was about to be recast, broke again!

Even though the clouds of Heavenly Dao Tribulation had long dispersed, it was already late at night.

A sliver of moonlight shone into the Sword Tomb Forbidden Land, reflecting within the Sword Casting Pool.

Moonlight color, women’s fragrance...

Tears break the sword, love forever long...

How painful it is, unspoken thoughts, forget you...

Young Luo Xuan had lost his cultivation, Jian Ling’er’s consciousness slumbered, unable to protect the wooden sword.

Blazing fire ignited, this wooden sword made by young Luo Xuan’s own hands, protecting Jian Ling’er all the way, shattered upon reaching Emperor Zhan.

At this moment, finally burned to ashes!

Boom!!!

The sealed memories, at this moment, completely flooded into Jian Lingxin’s mind.

In the Celestial Emperor Palace, Jian Lingxin at this point was already in tears, her entire body shook violently.

"I remember, I remember everything!"