Martial arts are flourishing, and having reached the Heaven-Human Realm, you can live for hundreds more years.
Princess Yun Zhiyi has lost the protection of Luck and will soon age, eventually leaving you.
Now, there is only one way for Yun Zhiyi to continue accompanying you: for her to ascend to the position of Empress and control the Luck of the new dynasty.
Only with Luck bestowed upon her can it protect her Dao for a hundred years.
You did not voice your thoughts, instead carrying the divine sword, which had gathered the Luck of the Southern Border, and ascended to the top of Wine Immortal City's walls.
"Lin Chuan, you have a good Princess."
Wine Immortal Lord's gaze was fiery, his Battle Intent overflowing; he saw the Luck swirling around you and did not flinch from battle.
This was the invincible Aura of someone who had dominated the Jianghu for sixty years.
You fought a great battle.
It was a battle that shook Heaven and Earth and made ghosts weep.
Wine Immortal Lord's fists battered you until you were bloody and bruised, losing all your Qi, and his invincible Aura was broken by the Southern Border's Luck.
You uttered, "Swords, come!"
Inside and outside Wine Immortal City, countless precious swords flew to your command; at this moment, you were truly the Sword God.
Wine Immortal Lord sneered, "I told you, your sword is not pure."
You coldly replied, "Why should it be pure? Sharpness is enough!"
Your sword has never been pure; it carries too many things.
It carries the hatred of your mother, Bai Susu, the loyalty and righteousness of your father, Lin Wuji, the struggles of Old Sword God Li Chengying, and the profound friendship of the blind swordsman.
It also carries the long-cherished wishes of countless soldiers from the Southern Border!
And it certainly carries the protection of Princess Yun Zhiyi.
How can such a sword be called pure?
"I wield a sword not because I simply like swords, but for those who would prevent me from wielding one."
Your Soul seemed to be sublimated at this moment.
You unleashed a sword strike.
It was still Sword Twenty-Three, yet different from the previous Sword Twenty-Three.
Its name—Sword Twenty-Three of Sentient Heaven and Earth.
It was a sword move that required life to interpret.
Wine Immortal Lord was defeated, falling to this one sword.
The moment he was defeated, the Heavenly Gate trembled, and immortal radiance sprinkled down from the firmament onto the human world.
Wine Immortal Lord could have achieved another Breakthrough and Ascended, but he did not; instead, he sat in meditation and passed away atop the city wall.
You defeated the strongest in the world, becoming the new strongest.
"A Chuan, you won! You are the strongest in the world!"
Yun Zhiyi, clinging to your arm, her eyes shining, was still the girl who had adored you since childhood, her gaze filled only with you.
Night, moonlight filled the sky.
The bright moonlight was so beautiful, and you embraced your own white moonlight.
Late into the night, you explored the mysteries of life.
The next morning, you, the strongest in the world, leaned against a wall as you emerged.
At noon on the same day, you met the blind man.
The blind man showed no demeanor of a Sword God, bursting into laughter at you: "Hahaha, the strongest in the world, you're so weak!"
Lin Chuan is not truly invincible; there is still Yun Zhiyi in the world.
"Shut up!"
You gave the blind man a good beating.
"Don't force my hand."
The blind man grumbled.
Wine Immortal Lord had said that the blind man only had one chance to strike in his life.
You put on a playful, roguish expression, "Hehe, you won't strike me. How can one draw a sword against a close friend?"
Chang'an Calendar, Year Forty-Five.
The Da Zhou Dynasty once again invaded the Southern Border, and the remnants of the Great Liang Imperial Dynasty also launched a desperate counterattack against the Southern Border. In recent years of southern and northern campaigns, the Southern Border's three hundred thousand iron cavalry had lost more than half their numbers.
In this battle, Da Zhou's Military God, Ximen Wuxue, personally led the troops, and all the Jianghu experts of Da Zhou were deployed.
The Southern Border suffered unprecedented heavy losses.
Fortunately, Yun Zhiyi, with a do-or-die resolve, managed to repel the White Dragon Army led by Ximen Wuxue in the three border cities.
After repelling the White Dragon Army, the Southern Border's iron cavalry did not rest but headed straight for the 絕地 of Western Shu.
You, meanwhile, personally led the army to guard the border.
You and Yun Zhiyi decided to resolve everything in this one go.
"Prince of Zhennan Lin Chuan, your Luck has run out!"
Da Zhou's Military God, Ximen Wuxue, held a long spear named Cloud Dragon.
You learned the true reason why the Da Zhou Dynasty had once again provoked a great war from Ximen Wuxue.
Da Zhou's Imperial Advisor, observing the celestial phenomena at night, exhausted his own lifespan to make a divination, observing the Southern Border. The hexagram indicated that your Luck, as the Prince of Zhennan, was about to run out.
Your Luck was indeed about to run out.
This was not determined by Heaven and Earth, but by your own choice.
For the Southern Border to unify the world, there were only two paths.
Either Princess Yun Zhiyi exhausts her lifespan to send you soaring as a Dragon, or you exhaust your lifespan to help Yun Zhiyi become Empress.
The Luck of this world is limited; the outcome is already predetermined.
You and Yun Zhiyi must have one person use their own lifespan to resolve the remaining Luck of the Great Liang Imperial Dynasty, transforming themselves into a bridge for the Southern Border to unify the world.
You and Yun Zhiyi both chose to complete each other.
In Lin Chuan's subconscious, this was just a dream. Compared to life and death, he valued the grand emotional bonds within the dream's Reincarnation.
Yun Zhiyi's love was a purity that transcended life and death.
Lin Chuan in the dream Reincarnation loved Yun Zhiyi without hesitation; the subconscious Lin Chuan did not care about life and death.
Every time such a moment arrived, they would make the same choice.
"Lin Chuan, everyone says you are the strongest in the world, but I think that is just the talk of incompetent commoners."
"True experts know that you didn't defeat Wine Immortal Lord by your own ability!"
"Today, I will slay you, the so-called strongest in the world."
Da Zhou's Military God, Ximen Wuxue, rode his horse, spear in hand, charging towards you. At the tip of his spear, the Qi of two hundred thousand White Dragon Army soldiers converged.
You met him with your sword.
Another great battle unfolded.
Your battle with Ximen Wuxue was a battle of the world's Luck; in terms of Aura alone, it was grander than your battle with Wine Immortal Lord.
You were evenly matched, fighting from the three border cities to the depths of the Endless Sea, covering three thousand li on a single breath.
You once again used your signature sword move—Sword Twenty-Three.
Ximen Wuxue was prepared; with one spear strike, he drew half the chivalrous Qi from Da Zhou's Jianghu, enduring your strongest sword strike.
In this battle, your opponent was not just the Military God Ximen Wuxue, but also half of Da Zhou's Jianghu.
You fought a battle that turned Heaven and Earth dark, with surging waves on the Endless Sea.
You and Ximen Wuxue both reached the Peak of the Heaven-Human Realm.
In this peerless battle, you both fought until your Qi was exhausted, yet no victor was decided, but your Physical Body was superior.
Beneath your yellow robes, your muscles were bulging; your Physical Body's Qi and blood were far beyond what Ximen Wuxue could compare to.
Just as you were about to kill the Military God Ximen Wuxue, three unexpected individuals appeared.
They came from the Three Teachings: Confucianism, Buddhism, and Daoism, respectively.
You called out their names in the coldest voice.
"Daoist Tian Qing, Hui Shen Monk, Layman Yi Lian, you three... are you going to stop this Prince?"