Chapter 1 Part 1
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Chapter 1 Part 1: Hurry Up and Get Up (1)
In the ruins of the Shangyang Immortal Sect,
the darkness receded like a tide, and the distant white high walls collapsed with a deafening crash.
The moonlight returned, bathing the bumpy courtyard in front of the temple, rippling like water across its uneven surface.
“Finally, is it over?”
At that moment, Su Youwei, who had been tense with worry, finally allowed herself to relax.
But as soon as she did, her legs buckled like softened clay.
Had she not managed to grab onto the stone pillar next to her in time, she might have collapsed from exhaustion.
“Puff~”
Su Youwei exhaled deeply,
her flushed face slick with sweat, her entire body drenched.
It was unavoidable.
The impact had come too suddenly and with too much force.
Her body had already been pushed to the brink by the sudden surge of immense power. How could she possibly have remained composed when struck by such a fierce impact?
At that moment, her only desire was to collapse and sleep deeply.
But it wasn’t the time yet.
She had to make sure this wasn’t an illusion because once she lay down, she might never get back up.
With great effort, Su Youwei pushed herself to move, dragging her exhausted body one step at a time, stumbling out of the exploding stone chamber.
The evening breeze swept by, bringing a refreshing chill.
The girl crossed her arms, curling into herself, trembling as she lifted her head.
When her gaze fell on the clear starry sky, the entire world seemed to fall into perfect stillness.
“…”
Su Youwei stood there, wide-eyed, unable to speak.
She thought this scene would stay with her forever, even beyond this life.
Look.
That was snow.
Goose-feather-like, heavy snow!
Despite the clear night sky, snowflakes drifted gently down, an eerily beautiful scene. But strangely, it felt overwhelmingly harmonious.
“It’s over!”
Su Youwei raised both arms in triumph.
This wasn’t just the end of this calamity, but also the fall of the Sand Region’s three-thousand-year-old history.
The chaos had been dispelled, and from the ashes of this devastated world, hope had taken root once more.
A snowflake landed on her forehead.
Snowflakes were meant to be cold, but the one that touched her felt warm—familiar.
Yes…
It was Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian!
It couldn’t be mistaken. This had to be Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian!
Su Youwei slowly closed her eyes, feeling the soft, comforting touch of Bai Lian’s hand as it stroked her forehead, her arms, her abdomen, and her feet…
How wonderful it would be if this were not just a dream.
Suddenly—
A violent cough escaped her.
A great gush of blood spilled from her mouth, unprovoked.
It wasn’t just blood; it was as though every last bit of her strength drained away with it.
She couldn’t stay upright anymore. A gentle evening breeze caused her body to drop stiffly onto the stone floor.
A sharp pain shot through the back of her head.
But the rest of her body?
It was far more painful.
“Hey, I can’t see things clearly anymore.”
Su Youwei whispered, her vision clouded. Strange images, never before seen, flashed before her eyes.
Unlike before, it felt like these images were being ripped from her body.
“Su Youwei, wake up. Su Youwei!”
Urgent shouts echoed in her ears.
Was that Hong Yi’s voice?
Her voice, her tone, it was unmistakable.
Su Youwei wanted to open her eyes, but her body was too tired.
“I… I want to sleep…”
Open your eyes!
Hong Yi, emerging in a rush from the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl, was frantic, spinning in a panic.
Something was truly wrong.
As the terrible power began to fade, Su Youwei’s appearance slowly returned to normal. But along with her cold demeanor, it seemed her life force was slipping away too.
[Death]
This word slammed into Hong Yi’s mind.
No.
Desperately, she seized Su Youwei’s hand, urging, “You can’t sleep, you can’t sleep, wake up now!”
But Su Youwei was unmoved, her eyelids drooping as if to close completely.
In a last-ditch effort, Hong Yi grabbed her cheeks and shook her.
“Wake up, quickly.”
Yet even that rough treatment was in vain.
Su Youwei’s voice came out in a soft murmur, “Stop playing. Let me sleep.”
No, no, no!
Hong Yi was panicking, her divine sense on the verge of shattering.
Since merging with the Ten Thousand Poison Pearl, Su Youwei’s life had been tied to hers, but she couldn’t bear to see her die. She didn’t want to be alone again.
She had spent years in darkness, with no one to understand her. She had had enough of this loneliness.
“Please, wake up. I beg you,” Hong Yi’s voice shook, tears streaming. “Elder Martial Sister is here. Please wake up, or you’ll never get to see her again.”
Su Youwei forced a faint smile, her eyes still closed.
“Don’t lie to me.”
She wasn’t stupid. If Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian had come, why would she remain silent?
Sleep, sleep.
Once she fell asleep, she could dream of Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian.
Patter—
Hong Yi’s hand fell limply to the ground.
Staring at Su Youwei, now motionless, despair flooded over her like a tidal wave. She felt utterly powerless, unable to do anything.
Why had it all turned out like this?
Memories of their time together rushed back to Hong Yi.
For the first time, she felt the overwhelming urge to cry.
“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…”
She bowed over Su Youwei, her voice breaking.
If only she hadn’t appeared as an internal demon, Su Youwei wouldn’t have suffered so much.
She had harmed Su Youwei.
She was a terrible person.
Su Youwei trusted her so much, yet she had secretly colluded with Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian to “attack her weaknesses.”
“I’m a horrible person!”
No.
She had never truly been human.
“I’m sorry. I should have told you everything. I’m so sorry…”
As she counted her sins, a hand shot up from below and grabbed her wrist tightly.
She jolted, heart racing.
What was this?
She lifted her head, and their eyes met.
Su Youwei, pale as death and covered in blood, but with eyes brighter than the moon itself.
How could someone on the brink of death look so alive?
Hong Yi’s face lit up with an indescribable joy.
Su Youwei was alive!
“Welcome…”
She had intended to say something emotional, but Su Youwei rudely interrupted her.
“What did you just say?”
Hong Yi blinked in confusion. “Welcome back?”
Su Youwei shook her head.
“No, I mean the sentences you said before.”
Before?
Hong Yi scratched her head, recalling her earlier words—she had been confessing, apologizing for all her mistakes.
“!?”
Hong Yi froze.
Wait.
She had said something very serious just now.
“I…”
“Hehehe…”
Su Youwei’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as she tightened her grip on Hong Yi’s hand.
“I really just wanted to nap. If you hadn’t been whining in my ear, I’d have fallen asleep long ago.”
“…”
Ahh, so that’s how it was.
The two of them burst into laughter, their hands intertwined.
But just as the mood seemed to settle, Su Youwei suddenly surged upward with surprising strength.
“Ouch…”
Hong Yi clutched her stomach, collapsing onto the sandy ground.
“Sue Hong Yi! I’m going to kill you!”
Su Youwei roared, an endless well of anger fueling her tired body.
She scrambled to her feet, tiny but fierce fists pounding into Hong Yi’s waist.
Anger.
How could she not be angry?
She just wanted a nap, but instead, she had to hear the bombshell of Hong Yi “getting in the car” before her.
How dare she?
This should’ve been her turn first!
Is this tolerable?
As Su Youwei continued to pummel her, Hong Yi shot back angrily, “Get lost, you stinky woman. What’s wrong with what I did? It won’t kill you, will it?”
I’ve been worried you’d die! Return my tears!
Clap.
They kept fighting, exchanging blows and even biting each other.
Neither a cultivator’s dignity nor the Shura’s rebellious style was in sight.
As Bai Lian’s avatar approached from a distance, she arrived just in time to witness Hong Yi biting the foot of the third Martial Sister while the third Martial Sister fiercely tugged at Hong Yi’s skirt.
“???”
What on earth was happening?
Frozen in shock, Bai Lian was given a new task:
Task 1: Immediately intervene and stop them (Reward: Hard Skill +1)
Task 2: Watch the “tigers” fight (Reward: +1 Soft Skill)
This was insane!
Due to her higher Hard Skill, Task 1 seemed risky.
But—
Even doubling the risk wouldn’t matter.
She chose Task 1.
Bai Lian flashed into view, and as her feet touched the ground, she cleared her throat softly.
“Martial Sisters.”
“Eh?”
Su Youwei and Hong Yi turned their heads in unison.
Seeing Bai Lian’s smiling face, they both froze in surprise.
…
“Ah, bah!”
Hong Yi immediately spat out Su Youwei’s foot, making a face as though she were about to throw up.
Su Youwei quickly adjusted Hong Yi’s nearly undressed skirt.
“Elder Martial Sister…”
Bai Lian raised an eyebrow.
“What were you two doing just now?”
“I… we…”
Su Youwei stammered, her face bright red. She couldn’t possibly reveal all the thoughts running through her mind now, could she?
