The protagonist of this crossover film and television series is disrupting the plot again.

Chapter 374 The Young Singer's Journey 43

After resolving the issues of Snow Moon City and the Dark River, Xiao Yu took Wuxin on a tour of the martial world.

At this moment, the news that Baili Dongjun and Sikong Changfeng had been defeated by a mysterious person and both fell from their cultivation levels spread like wildfire throughout the martial arts world.

Everyone wondered who Xiao Yu was, that he could single-handedly cripple two of the world's greatest sword immortals.

What was his purpose? Why did he bring Ye Dingzhi's son with him? And why did he injure the two city lords of Xueyue City because the Prince of Langya injured them?

Everyone was filled with curiosity, but also with deep worry and unease, fearing that they might become Xiao Yu's next target.

Fortunately, Xiao Yu was a kind person. Seeing everyone so confused and uneasy, he took the initiative to take Wuxin to visit a group of Jianghu forces, including Wushuang City, Qingcheng Mountain, Tang Clan, Lei Family Fortress, Wen Family, and Sword Heart Tomb.

Ultimately, under Xiao Yu's persuasive words and reasoned arguments, the various sects came to appreciate the beauty and goodness of the world, and the usually violent martial arts world became unusually harmonious.

Meanwhile, during this process, all the major sects fully realized their own shortcomings and chose to train diligently behind closed doors, successfully causing Xiao Chong, the White King, who wanted to win over the martial arts world, to return empty-handed.

Xiao Yu was very satisfied with the result.

Although he cannot make the entire martial arts world stand on his side, he has the ability to keep all factions in the martial arts world silent and not favor any side.

After settling matters in the martial world, Xiao Yu sent Wuxin to the Kingdom of Khotan.

Wuxin's greatest wish is to send Master Wangyou's relics back to his homeland and to hold a Buddhist ceremony to pray for their salvation.

Unfortunately, they encountered Xiao Yu along the way, and the two traveled all over the world for several months before finally arriving in Khotan.

Wang Rensun had been waiting for months. When he saw Wuxin again, he handed him a monk's knife without saying a word.

Looking at Wang Rensun with mixed feelings, Wuxin finally threw the monk's knife aside helplessly.

He had never considered killing Wang Rensun before, but now, after learning about the past, he had completely given up on that idea.

However, seeing Wang Rensun's eagerness to die, they decided to go along with it and asked him to invite Dafanyin Temple to perform a Buddhist ceremony for Master Wangyou in a dilapidated temple on a mountain outside the city.

Dafanyin Temple was the national temple of Khotan, with more than 300 monks. Such a grand Buddhist ceremony quickly attracted the attention of Jinxian, the head of the incense management office, and Jiulong Temple.

Jin Xian arrived at the entrance of the dilapidated temple in a sedan chair, but before the curtain could be lifted, she was blasted back by a burst of Xiao Yu's true energy.

"Go back and report!"

Jinxian wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, clutched her aching chest, and knowing that she couldn't take Wuxin with her today, she resolutely left with her injuries.

In the undisturbed dilapidated temple, Wuxin finally met Wangyou. The emotions that had been building up in his heart surged like a tidal wave, making him so excited that he burst into tears and knelt on the ground, sobbing for a long time.

Xiao Yu could hardly bear to look at that sight, and immediately turned and left the main hall.

After a while, Wuxin walked out of the main hall with a gloomy expression, and bumped right into Dajue and the others from Jiulong Temple who were rushing over.

Perhaps because his emotions had not fully calmed down, or perhaps for other reasons, he carelessly threw out a sentence: "I will not take even a single one of the thirty-two secret manuals of your Buddhist Rakshasa Hall!"

As he spoke, he destroyed his own cultivation.

Dajue and the others were stunned by what they saw.

Their original intention was to cripple Wuxin's cultivation, but because Xiao Yu was there, they didn't have much hope.

But Wuxin surprised everyone by directly crippling his own cultivation.

"..."

Dajue and the others looked at each other, then glanced at Xiao Yu one last time before leaving without saying a word.

Looking at the unconscious Wuxin, Xiao Yu smiled and said softly, "He's still just a child."

When feeling lost and facing an indecisive dilemma, one may unintentionally choose to harm oneself in order to passively accept a result.

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When Wuxin woke up again, he subconsciously looked around and saw that the meditation room was empty except for himself. He couldn't help but feel a great sense of loss.

"He really did want to use me. After I dispelled my cultivation, he left without hesitation."

The "he" here naturally refers to Xiao Yu.

Wuxin lay quietly on the couch in the meditation room, staring blankly at the ceiling, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

His decision to so readily relinquish his cultivation was based on two considerations.

On the one hand, if he doesn't relinquish the secret techniques he learned at the Rakshasa Hall, the people of Kowloon Temple will never let him leave, even if it means their own deaths.

On the other hand, he also wanted to know how Xiao Yu's attitude towards him would change once he lost his internal energy.

Xiao Yu is the only person, besides his master Wangyou, who has given him warmth and care in the past twelve years.

However, Wuxin always harbored doubts about his motives.

He wasn't sure if Xiao Yu's kindness towards him stemmed from pure brotherly affection or if he had ulterior motives and wanted to gain some benefit from him.

Putting himself in Xiao Yu's shoes, he probably wouldn't feel much affection for a younger brother born because his mother eloped.

He never imagined that reality would be so cruel.

After he lost his cultivation, Xiao Yu left so decisively, without even waiting for him to wake up.

This reality was so ironic that Wuxin couldn't help but sneer, his heart filled with disappointment and helplessness.

He seemed to have lost everyone he could rely on.

Father, Master, the Outer Heaven, and... Xiao Yu.

Just as Wuxin was feeling down, she heard light footsteps outside the meditation room.

Wu Xin paused for a moment, then sat up and looked warily toward the door. But within that wariness was a hint of anticipation he himself didn't even realize.

"squeak"

The door was gently pushed open, and a ray of sunlight streamed into the meditation room, illuminating the figure that slowly walked in.

Without paying close attention, a burst of surprise and delight filled my heart, creating a dazzling array of colors.

He could hardly believe his eyes. Joy, like a brilliant firework, burst forth in his heart, illuminating his previously dim eyes.

"You didn't leave?" Wuxin's voice trembled slightly, a mixture of surprise and joy.

"No." Xiao Yu handed the bowl of medicine to Wuxin, then sat down on the edge of the bed and said, "Are you hoping I'll leave?"

Upon hearing this, Wuxin's heart skipped a beat. He quickly lowered his head, silently picked up the medicine bowl, and began to drink the medicine sip by sip without answering.

Seeing his reaction, Xiao Yu smiled gently: "However, I do have to return to Tianqi City. A message has come from the capital that His Majesty is returning to the capital and will arrive in Tianqi City soon. I must get back before him."

Xiao Yu turned his gaze to Wuxin: "What are your plans next? Where do you want to go?"

Wuxin's hand holding the medicine bowl trembled slightly, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he seemed to be standing at a crossroads in his life again, not knowing which way to go.

Seeing this, Xiao Yu didn't hesitate much. Just like when he first met Wuxin, he made a decision for him directly and decisively: "Then let's go back to Hanshan Temple first. After all, it's where you've lived for twelve years. You must have deep feelings for that place. Perhaps you can gain something there."

"Hanshan Temple?"

Wu Xin was slightly taken aback upon hearing this. Logically, he should have been happy to hear this answer, but for some reason, a sense of loss slowly rose in his heart.

Before he could even speak, Xiao Yu said, "Go back to Hanshan Temple and rest well. I'll come to see you in a while."

(Please don't wait any longer, I'm experiencing writer's block again, and my writing went awry today. ?_?)