Chapter 29
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Chapter 29: The Road of War!
Half a quarter of an hour ago, the people of Xiwu City were just starting to recover from their shock. They had watched as Bai Lian and An Lan stepped into the endless darkness, hoping that Bai Lian could dispel it with her swift sword, just as she had done before.
Then, things unfolded exactly as they had feared.
Someone jumped out, laughing wildly, intending to kill Bai Lian.
And soon after, the battle began.
In reality, nobody saw the full details of the confrontation, but the five-colored sword-lights that occasionally swept across the sky were enough to show just how fierce the battle was!
Fists and feet collided.
Knives and swords clashed.
Flesh and blood splattered…
No.
I can’t think any further.
The fans of Bai Lian couldn’t help but feel anxious.
This included Su Youwei and Hong Yi, of course.
The fans of Bai Lian clenched their fists, one by one. They looked up at the sword-lights sparkling in the sky, then at their own frail bodies.
They longed to rush in and help the White Emperor, Bai Lian.
But…
“No, really not.”
They were too weak.
They couldn’t withstand the Tide of Resentment outside, let alone interfere in a battle of Bai Lian’s level.
Rushing in recklessly would not only fail to help her, but it might also hinder her.
So, they could only blame themselves, praying that Bai Lian would emerge victorious.
“It will be okay, right?”
Su Youwei turned to look at Hong Yi.
Hong Yi remained silent.
She wasn’t the kind of person who offered comfort easily, but when she saw the expectation in Su Youwei’s eyes, she still nodded, giving her a silent but reassuring smile.
Su Youwei’s gaze shifted to Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s avatar, standing silently beside her.
Since Bai Lian stepped into the darkness, the avatar hadn’t spoken a word.
Su Youwei opened her mouth.
She had wanted to ask about the situation outside, but in the end, she held back.
She was afraid.
She was afraid that her small actions might disrupt Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s performance, possibly putting her in danger.
So, she clenched her fists and waited in silence.
Would it get better?
Elora’s prayer was answered.
It seemed that the person facing Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian was starting to lose.
His previously boisterous laughter now held clear signs of fear.
“No, no, no…”
Su Youwei relaxed her clenched fists just slightly.
Alright!
She knew it wasn’t time to celebrate, but as long as they maintained this momentum, Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian would soon return victorious.
The others around her couldn’t control their excitement as well as she did.
Not long ago, that wicked person had tried to force Bai Lian to yield through violence.
And the result?
Anyone who dared to provoke White Emperor Bai Lian, a true Immortal Emperor, would pay the price.
“I laughed!”
It was too late now.
No matter how loud he shouted, there was no hope left.
Wait to die!
The whole of Xiwu City was filled with a joyous atmosphere.
But then, fate played a cruel joke.
Suddenly, a dust-brown storm whipped up, tearing the boundless night outside the city apart.
Almost immediately, a narrow crack appeared near the western city wall, just wide enough to fit a fist.
“Ah!”
Cries of agony rang out.
It had come!
The huge black beast entrenched outside the city came crashing in!
It extended tentacles, just thin enough to slip through the cracks, charging like a knight and ruthlessly piercing through every obstacle in its path.
Blood splattered.
The screams echoed.
Fear descended on Xiwu City like a sudden summer storm.
Just moments ago, everyone had been lost in laughter and joy.
Now, in the blink of an eye, panic spread, and people scrambled toward the east district.
Xiwu City had become a prison filled with despair.
What no one had expected was that the Tide of Resentment wasn’t fueled by blood, but by all kinds of negative emotions.
In a way, the Tide of Resentment was a monster driven by the thrill of violence!
[“Scream, open your throat and scream. The louder you shout, the more excited I get!”]
“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me…”
“I don’t want to die yet!”
“Dad!”
“Come quickly, my son, save me!”
“Go away, don’t pull my pants leg, go away…”
The miserable cries gathered into one mass, becoming the secret fuel that fed the expansion of the Tide of Resentment’s tentacles, now rampaging through the city.
Pa pa pa.
In just a few breaths, the Tide of Resentment had swollen to half an arm’s width. At this size, nothing could stop it.
Su Youwei gritted her teeth.
This sudden turn of events had come too quickly. So suddenly that she had no time to even consider what was happening with Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
She looked around, but she wasn’t sure if it was the cultivators’ hearts that were more easily affected, or if something else was at play.
When the Tide of Resentment surged through the city, most of the cultivators had lost their minds.
They were casting every spell they knew, blindly throwing out their magic.
The houses, walls, and street decorations couldn’t withstand the impact and were instantly reduced to ashes. Many innocent pedestrians died without even having a chance to scream.
Fortunately, the cultivators’ strength wasn’t very great. Otherwise, before the Tide of Resentment could show its full, terrifying power, Xiwu City would have been wiped out entirely.
In short, they couldn’t stay here any longer.
Su Youwei gave a complicated glance at Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s avatar, then grabbed the dazed Lu Wantong’s hand.
“Let’s find a safe place to hide first.”
The Tide of Resentment was still a bit of a distance away, but Su Youwei feared being noticed by the frenzied cultivators.
She wasn’t afraid of them, but if a fight broke out, she would have no choice but to take someone’s life.
She didn’t care much about her reputation, but she had to think about Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
So, hiding was their only option.
Lu Wantong didn’t resist.
Su Youwei sighed in relief. She released her Divine Sense and quickly made her way toward an open area she had marked.
As she walked, she spoke to Hong Yi.
“Hong Yi, I need to protect Martial Sister Lu, so I need to entrust Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s avatar to you for safekeeping.”
“Hmm.”
Hong Yi’s reply was short, but firm.
Su Youwei felt a warmth in her heart. Even though Hong Yi said little, there was no doubt that she was the most reliable person in the world besides Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
She could confide in Hong Yi, and seek her advice whenever she was uncertain.
Hong Yi was like an older sister to her, and she would never hide anything from her.
Su Youwei smiled.
She turned back, planning to take one last look at Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s avatar before they left.
But when she turned around, she was completely stunned.
Where is she?
Where is Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s avatar?
Just a moment ago, the avatar had been standing right behind Hong Yi.
Su Youwei looked around frantically.
The long street, the alley, the lawn, the mansion…
No matter where she looked, she couldn’t find any trace of Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s avatar. Even when she expanded her search to the whole of Xiwu City, she still found nothing.
Su Youwei’s breath caught.
A bad feeling surged in her heart, and she felt like she was standing on the edge of a precipice.
She had experienced something similar before.
That time, she and the other Elder Martial Sisters had been receiving serious advice from Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s avatar.
Just like this time, Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s avatar suddenly disappeared without any warning.
Afterwards, they only found out from their master that Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian was battling a fierce Sea Monster in the Boundless Sea.
Although Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian insisted that she hadn’t encountered any danger and asked them not to worry, she stayed at Qiongming Peak for several months to recuperate after that.
Is it possible to be without danger?
And it certainly wouldn’t be a typical kind of danger.
Ordinary dangers don’t cause an avatar to suddenly disperse.
When the word “death” suddenly flashed in Su Youwei’s mind, she was completely taken aback.
“Hong Yi, Hong Yi, Hong…”
She shouted out in distress.
Her eyes began to brim with tears, her helpless cry resembling a leaf caught in the wind.
“Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”
Hong Yi, standing nearby, quickly grabbed her hand.
Both their hands were cold as ice, devoid of any warmth.
Su Youwei shivered. “Will something happen to Elder Martial Sister? Is she in danger? She…”
“No, definitely not,” Hong Yi quickly reached out, gently patting Su Youwei’s back. “Elder Martial Sister is a Natural Saint and an Immortal Emperor. No one in this world can possibly threaten Elder Martial Sister.”
Unfortunately, her words of comfort had no effect.
Because her own hands were trembling too.
“If one cannot even convince oneself, how can one console others?”
Su Youwei shook her head vigorously. “Elder Martial Sister must have encountered danger, this is all my fault. If it weren’t for me, Elder Martial Sister wouldn’t have come to the Sand Region. If it weren’t for me, she wouldn’t have been in danger here.”
Her voice unintentionally quivered with a sob.
At that moment, even Lu Wantong raised her head.
Hong Yi clenched her teeth.
She too felt like crying.
Truth be told, it wasn’t Su Youwei’s fault—it was hers.
If she hadn’t taken refuge in the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl, how would things have turned out like this?
But she couldn’t cry.
Because she is Hong Yi, the one who inherited the rebellious spirit of the Rebellious Shura!
If even she, who is so cold-hearted, were to cry, how could Su Youwei possibly bear it?
So she tightly grasped Su Youwei’s wrist, as if to show her resolve with that force.
I’m here, so don’t be afraid!
Hong Yi took a deep breath, then gently tilted Su Youwei’s face toward her.
[Look at me.]
A smile, still radiantly warm, graced her lips.
She reached out and gently pinched Su Youwei’s cheeks.
In an uncharacteristically gentle tone, she said, “Just as I promised before, if you face an unsolvable problem, just pass it all to me—because that’s what I’m here for.”
Su Youwei, with teary eyes, was momentarily confused, not understanding what Hong Yi was trying to do.
“Trust me.”
Hong Yi softly wiped away the tears from Su Youwei’s eyes with her thumb.
Then, she released Su Youwei’s cheeks and turned around.
She began to walk—walk ahead toward the advancing black tide alone.
The evening breeze rustled through the narrow alleyways, causing Su Youwei’s body to shudder involuntarily.
The light from the large red lanterns hanging on either side of the alley spilled softly over Hong Yi, casting her blood-red clothes into a radiant glow, like a ruby shining in the night.
This was a sight Su Youwei had never seen before!
She saw Hong Yi’s small silhouette swaying in the wind.
The sound of the Bone Chains on Hong Yi’s anklets echoed through the air, as if composing a beautiful melody.
She watched as Hong Yi extended her right hand once again.
Blood flowed down her arm and fingers, coalescing into a thin, long sword.
Su Youwei’s gaze dropped to Hong Yi’s milky white feet.
One step.
Two steps.
Hong Yi moved like a water droplet—light, fluttering, like a butterfly.
In that moment, Su Youwei wasn’t sure if it was an illusion or something real, but she saw Hong Yi’s bare feet stepping onto the blue stone tiles, and a burst of red flowers bloomed.
The flowers seemed to be made of flowing, fresh blood.
Once they set, they resembled vibrant fire lilies.
“…”
Su Youwei’s vision blurred even further.
At that moment, her very consciousness began to fade.
Was it Hong Yi walking ahead, or was it her past self? Or perhaps the version she had seen in countless visions?
At a certain point, Su Youwei suddenly came to her senses.
“!?”
She understood.
Hong Yi was leaving the city alone to search for Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
She couldn’t just let that happen!
Slowly, she reached out her hand, wanting to bring Hong Yi back, but it was futile. Hong Yi had already gone too far.
You will die, you will die, you will die…
Su Youwei’s body began to convulse violently.
She completely lost her composure until a pair of warm hands rested on her shoulders.
It was Lu Wantong!
“Elder Martial Sister Su, it’s fine if I stay here. Hurry up and go after Elder Martial Sister Hong Yi, or you’ll regret it for the rest of your life if you miss her.”
Su Youwei turned her head with difficulty.
She saw Martial Sister Lu smiling too. Despite her own pain, everyone still accommodated her, comforted her, and cared for her.
“I…”
Su Youwei looked at Lu Wantong, then at Hong Yi who was about to disappear. Finally, she lifted her head with firm resolve.
“I will, I definitely will! I will bring Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian back!”
Without waiting for Lu Wantong’s reply, she spun around and decisively ran after Hong Yi.
“Hong Yi!”
“Hey, Hong Yi!”
Anxious shouts rang out from behind.
Hong Yi heard them clearly but didn’t turn around or stop.
Her face showed neither joy nor sorrow.
With her blood-soaked sword, she looked like a cold-blooded assassin from Hell.
Hmm.
Yes.
This was the real her.
She was an internal demon, born from Su Youwei’s lust for slaughter. From the moment she gained consciousness, she had been submerged in a tank of blood.
She was a demon.
No matter how much she washed herself, she would never be clean.
Ugly, cruel, detestable, and mad—that was the truest portrayal of her.
As for the beautiful things…
Although she yearned for them, let them be for Su Youwei to enjoy slowly.
Hong Yi finally reached the city gate.
There was no fear in her heart as she gazed at the darkness before her, thicker than ink.
She had never feared the dark. What she feared was the light that once illuminated her, disappearing.
[I will bring you back!]
As Hong Yi was about to leave Xiwu City, she lifted her right foot, and a hand suddenly appeared from behind, firmly grabbing her empty left hand.
“Hong Yi!”
The familiar voice.
Hong Yi paused, then suddenly spun around, her face instantly filled with fury.
“What are you doing here? Get out of here now!”
Su Youwei wasn’t intimidated by Hong Yi’s fierce expression.
She wouldn’t let herself be frightened.
She gripped Hong Yi’s hand even tighter, afraid that she would let go.
“I won’t give up. Let’s go together and find Elder Martial Sister!”
Hong Yi’s anger only grew, and she unceremoniously scolded Su Youwei, “Are you crazy? Get out of here before I really get mad!”
“Don’t go!”
Su Youwei stepped forward, almost as though she was ready to challenge Hong Yi with her own body.
Wheezing—
Hong Yi’s breathing became rapid.
Hehe, hehe.
She suddenly burst into laughter.
“Looks like you think I won’t hit you. Let me show you!”
She sheathed her sword and raised her right hand high, bringing it down as if it were a hammer.
Let’s fight.
Su Youwei had no intention of avoiding it, and even if she were struck, she wouldn’t blame Hong Yi. She knew Hong Yi only wanted to protect her.
But…
Hong Yi, if you think a little deeper, you’ll realize that leaving me behind is a punishment for me!
Su Youwei waited for a long time.
In the end, the crackling sound she had expected never came.
Hong Yi’s hand stopped just before it reached her left cheek.
Su Youwei’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Hong Yi, I knew it.”
I know, I know, you don’t know anything!
Hong Yi, consumed with rage, reached out and pinched Su Youwei’s cheek.
“Well, well—”
Su Youwei mumbled incoherently.
When Hong Yi pinched her cheek, she tightened her grip on Hong Yi’s hand, making it impossible for Hong Yi to let go unless she threw her hand away.
After a long pause, Hong Yi let go and turned away.
“Let’s go.”
“Hmm.”
Su Youwei nodded.
She took a step forward and matched Hong Yi’s pace.
They had always been together, so no matter what, they would go in and out together.
While alive, they would stay together; and when death came, they would die together.
The next moment, Su Youwei and Hong Yi both lifted their right feet, stepping into the endless darkness outside Xiwu City.
The black tide surged, and in the blink of an eye, it swallowed them both completely.
“You must succeed…”
Lu Wantong clenched her fists.
Though Hong Yi and Elder Martial Sister Su weren’t strong enough, she sensed a power in them that transcended time and space.
Clearly, Hong Yi and Elder Martial Sister Su weren’t tall, yet they seemed taller than the walls of Xiwu City.
“This…”
Meanwhile, in Mingzhou, Bai Lian noticed this scene in the veins of the land.
“What are you doing!?”
Her eyes widened.
Although they had agreed not to come out, why did they still?
Bai Lian became anxious, like a hot potato.
The third Martial Sister and Hong Yi could only bully ordinary Golden Core Stage cultivators.
However, the black tide outside could even swallow Transcendency Stage cultivators.
How could she stay still?
She hurriedly searched for the young cowherd who was still teasing the big owl.
“Since you’re able to appear here, you must know a way to get me out. Tell me, even if I have to give my life for it.”
The cowherd youth shook his head. “I don’t need your life. It’s not hard to get out. You either wait for the right time or figure out how to activate Mingzhou’s land veins to stabilize the chaotic time and space.”
Bai Lian’s eyes brightened. “How can I activate the Mingzhou land veins?”
The young man shook his head again. “There are many methods, but there’s nothing here to activate them. You can’t do it. Give up.”
“I…”
Bai Lian quickly took out a few lower-grade Immortal Spirit Stones.
“Is this OK?” she asked, her voice trembling.
“Not enough,” the young man replied calmly.
“Why?” Bai Lian couldn’t understand. The mere land veins of Mingzhou alone were usually not worth as much as an Immortal Spirit Stone.
The young man smiled knowingly. “This is a place to bury an Immortal. Of course, it wouldn’t be ordinary!”
Bai Lian had no more words to say. She had nothing more valuable on her.
Is she really going to watch the third Martial Sister and Hong Yi die here with her own eyes?
Her heart felt like it was being crushed.
This must be an execution. This must be an execution!
She felt a deep sense of despair, as though she were losing her grip on everything.
The pain emanating from her soul was greater than anything she had felt before, even more intense than when she had witnessed her master’s suffering.
All she could do was hold her breath and pray—pray for the third Martial Sister and Hong Yi to return safely.
Unfortunately, her prayers were in vain.
Su Youwei and Hong Yi were still steadily moving forward. They would have easily been swallowed up by the Tide of Resentment, but the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl, hidden inside Su Youwei, emitted a faint blue light that wrapped around them like a protective barrier.
However, the power of the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl was ultimately limited.
While it prevented them from being engulfed, it couldn’t shield them from the overwhelming pressure surrounding them.
“It hurts,” Su Youwei whispered, her voice weak.
Hong Yi glanced at her. “Hurry up and go back if it hurts.”
Su Youwei shook her head with determination.
No matter what, she wouldn’t turn back. Even if it meant dying here, she needed to see Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
In the midst of the roaring storm, they clung to each other and followed the faint light of the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl, heading toward the heart of the storm.
But gradually, their pace slowed.
Fresh blood began to flow from their bodies.
They could no longer stand, but still, they held hands and crawled forward, determined not to give up.
Ghostly cries and howls echoed in their ears.
Sprites and ghosts wandered ahead, their forms flickering in the haze.
It should have been a terrifying experience, but Su Youwei felt no fear. After all, she had Hong Yi by her side and Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian in her heart.
At the end, Su Youwei’s vision blurred.
She didn’t know where she had ended up, only that the same scene unfolded before her, but she could move no more.
She tried to struggle, but her body had no strength left.
Is this it?
She hadn’t yet seen Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
Before she left, she had told Martial Sister Lu that she would bring Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian back.
She turned her head slightly when Hong Yi also turned around at that moment.
There, in front of her, was a face identical to her own.
Tears began to fill her eyes. She didn’t know when they had started, but they streamed down her face.
“I’m sorry, Hong Yi. I’m so sorry,” Su Youwei began, her voice trembling. “If it wasn’t for my weakness, you wouldn’t have to experience all this darkness. If it weren’t for my incompetence, you wouldn’t have to live a life without hope. This is all my fault… all my fault…”
“No,” Hong Yi interrupted, her voice firm yet gentle.
She reached out and gently wiped away Su Youwei’s tears.
“I should apologize. I was the one who was bad. Even when you were in danger, I kept getting in your way, and I even wanted to kill you. If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have been in this position. You wouldn’t be dying.”
Su Youwei shook her head. “I don’t blame you anymore. If I hadn’t experienced death, I never would have met Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian. And without her, I would never have understood why I wielded my sword.”
Why wield the sword?
Isn’t it just for killing people?
Hong Yi opened her mouth to speak more, but the intense strain of the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl drained her energy completely.
She couldn’t find the strength to utter a single word. Instead, she tightened her grip on Su Youwei’s hand.
This was the only thing she could do now.
Don’t panic… Don’t panic…
No matter when, I’m here… so… don’t be afraid…
A faint red light glowed around Hong Yi’s body.
Under the cover of the watery light, Su Youwei’s eyes could no longer make out anything.
But her heart still saw clearly.
She saw every moment when she met Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian in Gray Wind Town.
She saw the days she spent at Qiongming Peak with her.
She saw a scene from her past life, where she was hunted by countless enemies.
And there were many strange images—scenes that never appeared in her memory.
In some, Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian was oppressively riding her.
In others, she stood in front of her like an imposing mountain.
There were also moments when Bai Lian lay in her arms, covered in fresh blood.
These were memories Su Youwei didn’t recognize, but when she glimpsed them, she felt an overwhelming sense of affection.
Is this another hallucination?
This time, Su Youwei didn’t reject these illusions.
Sweet, bitter, spicy, and sour—she embraced them all.
There was only one reason—because everything, all of it, was connected to Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
In that moment, darkness flooded into Su Youwei’s mind like a relentless tide.
Before she lost consciousness, she began to pray.
[If possible, I’d like to come again!]
Tears ran down her cheeks, her wish as desperate as her fading strength.
Clap!
When her tears touched the sand, a burst of red light erupted.
That light came from Hong Yi, from the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl, from all directions.
It finally converged into Su Youwei’s body.
The sea of blood became a tide.
Everything united as one.
From the twisted space-time, a crimson figure emerged.
