Chapter 25
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Chapter 25: She Is My Master, and Also the Person I Love the Most
Bai Lian is here!
This had been expected by everyone in the Path of Wanjie Dharma.
They activated the Hate Cauldron hidden in the ruins, planning to attract Bai Lian and use the Erosion Sand and Hate Purgatory to eliminate her in one swift move.
But to their surprise, Bai Lian arrived too quickly.
Just before the dark surge of evil thoughts could consume even one percent of the Sand Region, Bai Lian appeared—like a nightmare incarnate.
“Shit.”
He Bukong, the white-haired sword cultivator, was utterly baffled.
Before coming to this strange, ancient world, he had been a Demigod with a certain reputation in the Immortal World. His sword was swift—so fast that he could strike down his opponents before his sword was even drawn!
But now, he was speechless before Bai Lian, despite his speed.
How is that possible?
How could anyone be that fast?
He Bukong kicked the stone sculpture near the Hate Cauldron in frustration, his voice, filled with anger, echoing through the stone chamber.
“Didn’t they say Bai Lian was seriously injured, that her cultivation had been severely weakened in such a short time? Why is she able to turn the tide of resentment so easily?!”
The others around him stood frozen, exchanging uncertain glances.
No one really knew Bai Lian well enough to understand her. Perhaps not even her master understood her fully.
And definitely not those who had never personally encountered Bai Lian.
“Could this be part of Bai Lian’s plan?” one person asked.
He Bukong’s face darkened, and he shared the same concern. He never agreed with Dao Xingyuan’s plan.
Over the past six years, Bai Lian had orchestrated the deaths of many, deceiving everyone with her “benevolent” appearance.
To He Bukong, Bai Lian was a sinister, venomous person!
“She must have already ensnared Lu Wantong…”
His mind raced with thoughts of how much control Bai Lian had over everything.
He Bukong sucked in a sharp breath.
Is this all part of Bai Lian’s scheme?
If it is… how could she have come so quickly?
He Bukong suddenly asked, “Haven’t we received any news from above yet?”
“Ah?” someone next to him blinked in surprise, before quickly replying, “No.”
He Bukong’s brow furrowed.
Half a month ago, he had secretly contacted the Immortal Emperor who had sent him here. His goal was to uncover Bai Lian’s true identity, so he could deal with her more effectively.
But now, half a month had passed, and there was still no response.
Something was wrong!
Even after sending multiple messages, there had been no reply. What could this mean?
“Forget it,” He Bukong sighed regretfully. He had hoped to catch someone who was easily manipulated, but those here were no fools.
They were not comrades; they were just a temporary group brought together by several Immortal Emperors’ decree.
“Look out for Dao Xingyuan,” He Bukong muttered coldly.
With that, he wrapped himself in a thousand sword lights and flew out of the stone chamber, disappearing into the endless night, where dark currents swirled.
Bai Lian was flustered.
She didn’t know exactly what happened, but somehow, she had lost her master!
In the blink of an eye, her master vanished without a single warning.
It felt as if she never existed in this world.
All around Bai Lian, there was only gray and desolate white air currents swaying, swirling into a winding path ahead.
Bai Lian had no idea where the road led, but at that moment, she couldn’t care less. Her heart was filled with regret and guilt.
If only she had kept her eyes on the master.
If only she had been proactive and held her master’s hand.
Perhaps then, the master wouldn’t have been lost in this strange wasteland.
Could her master be in danger now?
Bai Lian knew that her master, the Immortal Heavenly Lord, was nearly unbeatable in a fair fight. Still, she couldn’t help but worry.
The more she worried, the more guilty she felt.
The more she blamed herself, the more helpless she became.
Suddenly, a warmth seemed to come from behind her.
She quickly spun around, but even with Qianhuan Real Eyes activated, all she could see was pitch-black darkness.
Did this mean there was no way out?
Bai Lian gritted her teeth.
What should she do?
Just when she was feeling lost, a system task appeared before her.
[Task 1: Look for your master proactively (Reward: Hard Skill +14).]
[Task 2: Wait in place for your master to return (Reward: Soft Skill +14).]
“…”
Bai Lian took a deep breath.
Looking at that familiar interface, with its familiar font, a strange calm washed over her.
She no longer felt so lonely.
Yes.
No matter how miserable the situation was, or how helpless she felt, the system was always there, guiding her.
If anyone truly knew her in this world, it wasn’t her—it was this mysterious system!
“I’m sorry I blamed you,” Bai Lian murmured softly to herself.
She had once thought the system was out to get her, but now, she realized it was trying to remind her not to act foolishly. The
system had been there all along to help her break through the confusion in her heart.
Both tasks seemed to offer the same level of risk. Was this a question of her heart’s desire?
Bai Lian smiled.
Upon reflection, this was an easy choice!
She had always been afraid, hiding behind a facade of composure, but now, when the question involved her master, she became
a force to be reckoned with!
If she was worried that her master might be in danger, why wait?
What else could waiting be if not dishonorable?
She would not stop until she reached her limit.
Without hesitation, Bai Lian chose Task 1.
Taking out the Dirt Free Sword, she marched down the gray-black path, determined to find her master.
“Wait for me, Master, I will definitely find you!”
In that moment, Bai Lian felt like a brave knight setting off to rescue a princess.
Courage surged within her like flames, surrounding her in a protective, burning glow.
Unlike a wandering warrior lost on a reckless path, Bai Lian’s only goal was to press forward, no matter the cost.
She crossed ancient roads, waded through streams, and cut her way through thorns.
Eventually, she arrived in a mountain valley, where the scenery shifted dramatically.
Stone towers, carvings, and a grand hall stood before her.
At the foot of the hall, a person stood beneath the eaves.
Bai Lian’s eyes sparkled.
But as soon as she saw the figure’s back, her excitement quickly faded.
Without needing to see details of their attire or grooming, Bai Lian immediately knew it wasn’t her master. The person’s height
alone told her that.
The man was eight feet tall, with a broad chest and sturdy build.
If this were her master, Bai Lian would eat her own feet on the spot!
Although disappointed, she didn’t let it affect her spirit.
After all, she had been traveling for so long without encountering anyone else. This was a change, and change was better than
nothing.
“Hello,” Bai Lian called out, stepping closer.
At that moment, a faint red light wall suddenly appeared, blocking her path.
“Hello,” the person standing before the hall slowly turned around.
He was a middle-aged man, with a square face and gentle smile. His features resembled those of Elder Gaoyi, though his
eyebrows were thinner.
Bai Lian’s shock wasn’t caused by his appearance, but by the familiar markings on his robes.
She had seen this symbol recently.
She recalled where it was from…
“It’s the Shangyang Immortal Sect!”
Bai Lian recognized the symbol from the Book of Mingzhou Ancient History.
According to the records, the Shangyang Immortal Sect had been destroyed by an Immortal three thousand years ago.
Could this person be a remnant soul?
Before she could continue her thoughts, the middle-aged man spoke.
“Just as you guessed, I am Sun Fuguang, the last Sect Leader of the Shangyang Immortal Sect.”
Alas.
Bai Lian was taken aback.
Was the Sect Leader of Shangyang Immortal Sect so heartbroken after the sect’s annihilation that he became a madman?
However, the person in front of her looked as normal as can be.
Sun Fuguang said with a smile, “It seems that you are well informed about the history of our Shangyang Immortal Sect.”
Bai Lian nodded, “I saw it in Mingzhou Ancient History.”
Sun Fuguang’s eyes suddenly stopped shifting. “Mingzhou, I guess not many people call this name now?”
Bai Lian was about to comfort him with a few words when he suddenly sighed and walked directly towards her.
But with that red light wall in place, he was unable to touch Bai Lian.
He discarded his elegant and scholarly demeanor, sitting there like a swaggering martial artist in the martial arts world.
“Sit down!” Sun Fuguang pointed to the spotless floor.
Even though feeling perplexed, Bai Lian still sat down. She had many questions to ask him.
Sun Fuguang said, “I know you have many questions in your mind. In fact, I am not much better off than you.”
Bai Lian asked incredulously, “What does this mean?”
Sun Fuguang looked up to the sky and asked, “Do you know what place this is?”
Bai Lian shook her head.
Sun Fuguang explained, “This is my Tao Heart.”
“Tao Heart?!” Bai Lian was taken aback.
So far, she had entered other people’s sea of divine sense, infiltrated their dreams, explored their past, and even touched their
internal demons!
This was the first time she had ever gone shopping in someone else’s Tao Heart.
Because… whose heart holds a world inside?!
“That’s why I feel strange.” Sun Fuguang laughed. “Taoist friend, you can even enter my Tao Heart. This is really an unheard-of
wonder.”
“…”
Bai Lian suspected that this had something to do with her unintentionally curing Qing Luan’s Tao Heart, but she had no proof.
And her focus was not on that.
She really wanted to ask Sun Fuguang, Master, your Tao Heart has become this strange ghostly shape, why haven’t you gone
mad or died yet?
But thinking again, Bai Lian dared not ask.
What if Sun Fuguang gets angry and tears through the red light wall to hit her?
Her strength had just recovered to the level that she could fight with a cultivator at the middle stage of the Transcendency Stage,
and according to the Mingzhou Ancient History, Sun Fuguang could even fight against an Immortal for a short period of time.
Let’s not do something that might stimulate the Elderly.
The Elder Martial Sister must be graceful!
Bai Lian immediately used a spell to control her facial expressions and made herself look like a gentle fairy from the moon palace.
[Strange, really strange.]
She nodded in agreement with Sun Fuguang, smiling.
Sun Fuguang sighed, “I thought I would never be able to communicate with others in a normal way for the rest of my life. Maybe
this is fate.”
Bai Lian couldn’t help but interject, “Master Sun, have you ever seen a woman who is two inches taller than me and looks
somewhat similar to me?”
“Are you seeking someone?”
“Hmm.”
Sun Fuguang laughed and said, “It seems that’s someone you care about a lot.”
“?”
“The happiness on your face cannot be concealed at all.”
“This…”
Bai Lian had nothing to say.
Sun Fuguang guessed, “Is that your sister, friend?”
Bai Lian paused, her heart trembling softly yet her face remained composed. “She is my m… the one I like the most! She just
walked into the Dark Tide with me, and then suddenly she was gone when I turned around.”
Sun Fuguang smiled and said, “So that’s it. You don’t have to worry, the one you like is always with you.”
“Is that so?”
“Of course.”
Bai Lian was relieved.
Her eyes curved slightly, so she only had to leave here to see her master again.
Good!
However, Sun Fuguang changed the subject and said, “It’s going to be difficult for you to leave from here.”
“Why?”
Sun Fuguang raised his hand, and he gently pressed against the red light wall.
A ripple spread out in all directions from the place he pressed, and in a short time, the vibrations of the ripple spread across the
entire valley.
The grand palace’s stone carvings all cracked and crumbled, leaving huge black fissures.
Sun Fuguang sighed, “I’m no longer myself, I’m trapped here…”
In the chaos three thousand years ago, he tried his best to save Shangyang Immortal Sect from the Immortal.
This was not just because he was the Sect Leader of Shangyang Immortal Sect, but also because it was the home for which he
had devoted his life.
There was his love, his kin, his descendants, his past, and his hope that were all there.
For anyone who wants to destroy his home, even if that person is an Immortal, he would launch a counterattack without
hesitation.
However, people are limited.
Even if he chose not to be a person anymore, burned his own soul, he could not shake the Immortal who was plunged into
madness.
He could only watch helplessly as everything he cherished was destroyed by the fireball that fell from the sky.
Amid the roar, his Tao Heart was broken.
This is nothing major; after all, he had already burned his soul and it wouldn’t take long before he died. So what’s the point if his
Tao Heart is broken?
But as if it was a joke from heaven, his soul was not completely destroyed!
“Ever since then, I became a crazy person in the eyes of outsiders. I completely lost my sense of self and hatred grew in my
heart. It consumed my soul, and also consumed my Tao Heart…”
That power of hatred far exceeded Sun Fuguang’s imagination.
His mind was locked in place, and he could no longer escape.
After that, another fifty years passed.
He fell in the ruins of Shangyang Immortal Sect on a rare rainy day in the Sand Region.
His body had decayed, but his Tao Heart and soul had not dissipated; they clung to the Shangyang Immortal Sect’s Hate
Cauldron.
And so, a demon well was born!
Although fifty years had passed, the resentment in the ruins of Shangyang Immortal Sect had not dissipated.
As time passed, they slowly converged into the Hate Cauldron and became the feed for nurturing the demon well.
“Three thousand years have passed, and the hatred contained in the cauldron has reached a frightening level.”
“So what I saw just now, the black tide, is the hatred that surged out from the cauldron?” Bai Lian asked in a rush.
This was a plot that had never happened in the game.
Sun Fuguang nodded, “It shouldn’t have come out so early, someone must have released it. If it can’t be controlled in time, it will
swallow the entire Sand Region. No one in the East Divine Land can resist the monster made of millions of people’s resentments.”
Bai Lian was suddenly in a rush.
The master temporarily blocked the resentment, but once the resentment grows, the third Martial Sister and Martial Sister Lu
staying in Xiwu City will undoubtedly be in danger.
But… even Sun Fuguang didn’t know how to leave here. What could she do?
Bai Lian tightly grasped both of her hands and stared intently at her feet.
Calm down, calm down, there must be a way.
…
Not long ago.
Inside the Tide of Resentment.
An Lan suddenly stopped.
“Hmm?”
She blinked, then fixed her gaze on Bai Lian, who remained motionless.
“Why not go?”
Bai Lian didn’t reply.
An Lan immediately sensed the abnormality.
She waved her hand in front of Bai Lian’s face, but Bai Lian didn’t move.
She reached out and gave Bai Lian a gentle rub on the chest, but still, there was no reaction from Bai Lian.
“…”
An Lan’s face gradually sank.
Something’s the matter!
She immediately released her Divine Sense and pierced into Bai Lian’s Sea of Divine Sense without any courtesy.
What made her feel uneasy was that she could not find Bai Lian’s subject of consciousness anywhere.
Is it possible that someone has taken Bai Lian’s consciousness away?
How is that possible?
If it really is that way, she couldn’t have not noticed.
Just then, An Lan noticed something unusual.
“Who?”
She coldly huffed and turned to the left.
“You are worthy of being White Emperor Bai Lian!”
She saw a white-haired sword cultivator walking out of the darkness. It was He Bukong, who had just arrived from far away.
He Bukong’s eyes wandered between Bai Lian and An Lan.
One big Bai Lian and one small Bai Lian?
The smaller one looks like it’s an avatar.
Although he didn’t know what Bai Lian was up to, he came here to stop her.
So there’s nothing much to say, just fight.
“Bai Lian, how dare you defy the Path of Wanjie Dharma? Today you will surely die here!”
He Bukong let out a long, piercing cry as he charged towards An Lan with endless sword energy.
