When Master Ping told Luo Xiu about what he had done to Lin Xiyue after losing his sanity from drawing the sword, he was filled with immense regret and guilt.
"Xun Mi's death... Xi Yue must be heartbroken, right?"
"You can't blame yourself for this," Master Ping said.
Luo Xiu stood up, walked over, and picked up Dream and Asura, which had already been re-sheathed. He stared at the sword, lost in thought for a moment.
He couldn't help but remember the night he first met Ai Hongye after descending the mountain. If he had been sure of his feelings that night and not drawn his sword for himself, then none of this would have happened. And if he hadn't explored the Divine Palace before, this wouldn't have occurred either. Unfortunately, there are no 'what ifs'. Perhaps the things that could happen, the choices that could be made, were all destined from the start.
Great Qian of Tai'a suddenly flew over from a distance, excited to see Luo Xiu back to normal.
