Chapter 16 Part 1
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Chapter 16 Part 1: The Demon Sword, Slashes Me! (1)
The technique of soul-searching is not a sophisticated spell.
The means of casting spells had become increasingly arbitrary.
Bai Lian used her feet simply because she wished to step on her opponents while feeling disinclined to bend down to acquiesce to certain individuals.
Usually, she wouldn’t employ such cruel methods.
One should know that soul-searching is no minor matter, but rather the ultimate torture for both body and soul.
Even though the system judges her as having no morals, she still maintains a layer of righteousness.
That’s not what she desires.
If possible, Bai Lian would certainly prefer to be an unnoticed, transparent person, free from others’ criticisms, living according to her own will.
She simply couldn’t turn back now.
With the assistance of those around her, her entire being was already labeled as a “good person.”
However, times had changed from the past.
Bai Lian was deeply anxious.
She urgently needed to see Si Yunshang, worried that a moment’s separation might become an eternal farewell.
When anxious, she tends to do unusual things.
For instance, grabbing the master’s foot directly, or without hesitation, mounting the master, or kissing the master’s cheek…
The result of the soul search proved unsuccessful, and Bai Lian still couldn’t determine Si Yunshang’s hiding place.
Yet she had made psychological preparations in advance.
“If they knew the whereabouts of that Demon Woman, there would be no reason for me to come here now.”
After effortlessly dispatching the people on the ground, Bai Lian rose and flew toward the distance.
The path she followed was possibly the same one Si Yunshang had taken, according to the intelligence gathered from the soul-searching spell.
The endless mountain ranges and vast forests reminded Bai Lian of the scenery when she first encountered Si Yunshang.
It was a rather comical meeting.
The first impression Si Yunshang left on her was that of someone “rather foolish.”
Si Yunshang seemed like the type of silly person who would happily help count money even after being sold.
But what distinguished this silly person from others was that she was a devoted Bai Lian fan!
Even knowing she was trapped by the enemy and at risk of inhumane abuse, she still praised Bai Lian in front of “Chen Lu.”
Thus, Bai Lian realized that Si Yunshang wasn’t truly foolish.
“She merely lacks life experience; don’t you see how keen her insight is?”
She thought.
With just a few personal training sessions, Si Yunshang would immediately find her path.
But Bai Lian was merely speaking hypothetically. She had no genuine intention of imprisoning and training Si Yunshang.
She would forge a deeper connection with Si Yunshang, all because Si Yunshang had collapsed before her after confessing her feelings.
[First time]
Upon hearing the phrase “I wish to become Miss Chen Lu’s companion,” Bai Lian’s heartbeat accelerated to an unprecedented rate.
She received her first confession.
Ahhhhh!
Bai Lian felt as though her vulnerabilities had been exposed.
Her body was filled with surging emotions, ready to erupt at any moment.
Was this the feeling of being moved?
Bai Lian wasn’t entirely certain.
At that time, she had only recently recovered her memories related to the game. She was a filial disciple who respected her master and valued righteousness. Her understanding of emotions stemmed entirely from the game’s plot.
Before she could fully explore the topic with Si Yunshang, the latter gently floated and collapsed before her.
Like the spring breeze, like gentle rain, like morning clouds.
This was too sudden.
In that instant, her heartbeat stopped.
Even without further conversations in the forest, Bai Lian knew she would never forget Si Yunshang.
Unfortunately, this wound was almost incurable!
In the forest, the purple lotus that Si Yunshang’s transformation raised was beautiful, yet it only added weight to her heart.
Nevertheless, Bai Lian must be grateful for how that scene, resembling a painted scroll, had colored her memories!
Above the azure sky, Bai Lian surveyed the forests beneath her feet.
The gentle breeze swept past, and blue waves rippled.
The scene felt remarkably familiar.
On that day, Si Yunshang had bid her farewell in a place similar to this.
She opened her heart without reservation, speaking seemingly optimistic words, but as she turned away, she spread Zhi He’s wings.
“Look, this path is indeed very difficult to traverse, isn’t it?”
Bai Lian, clad in flowing white, descended toward the forest clearing.
…
Si Yunshang was beginning to forget how long she had been fleeing.
She sat cross-legged on the ground, maintaining her former air of mystery and nobility.
However, beneath the tightly wrapped purple attire, her snow-white skin was now covered in horrifying wounds.
She appeared like a doll that might crumble at any moment.
In truth, the physical injuries were secondary. The real threat to her life was the black mark branded onto her skin.
That is the Heavenly Demon Magic Spell, possessing the power to devour lifespan and dissolve refined blood.
Si Yunshang had used most of her cultivation base to suppress the Heavenly Demon Magic Spell, to the point where she could no longer defeat even an ordinary Transcendency Stage cultivator.
“Damn it.”
She lowered her head and lightly scratched her cheek with those long, delicately manicured nails painted a light purple.
The once hydrated and smooth skin had become rough and uneven.
Si Yunshang knew it was because the Heavenly Demon Magic Spell was about to invade her sea of divine sense.
She produced a mirror.
In the reflection, a purplish-black mark indeed stained her right cheek, resembling a blossoming flower at first glance.
Her time was running short!
Once the Heavenly Demon Magic Spell infiltrated her Sea of Divine Sense, she would lose herself and become a puppet of the Heavenly Demon.
Her heart brimmed with hatred.
Given another six months, she would have smoothly triggered her Guafeng Disaster. At that time, even the leader of the Pavilion of Mountain and Sea wouldn’t frighten her, unless they wielded an immortal weapon.
However…
Si Yunshang never expected Gu Yunzhi to be involved with the Demons of the Outer Realm!
He had used demon blood to disrupt the balance of yin and yang, fill the void in his soul, and reshape his physical body, completely transforming into the form of a Demon of the Outer Realm.
Si Yunshang was even more astonished that Gu Yunzhi could recognize her instantly, even though she had hidden at the rear of the group.
[Even if you turn to ashes, I will never forget the bitchy scent that emanates from your body.]
Fuck you!
Si Yunshang was livid.
If Bai Lian misunderstood this, what could be done?
Just as her anger peaked, Gu Yunzhi attacked.
Initially, she paid no attention to Gu Yunzhi. Trash remains trash, even if it becomes a dog of the Outer Realm Demons.
Who would have thought that Gu Yunzhi had not only transformed into a Demon of the Outer Realm but also formed an alliance with the Pavilion of Mountain and Sea.
Caught between two forces, he revealed his ugly nature, yet gained sufficient arrogance as a result.
He subdued Si Yunshang and then summoned help from the Pavilion of Mountain and Sea comrades to launch a surprise attack at a critical moment.
Despite her resentment, Si Yunshang, under the spell of the Heavenly Demon Magic Spell, had no choice but to abandon the battle and break through.
Simply because it was an unexpected encounter, she ultimately managed to escape from the Lingxu sect.
Soon after, the Pavilion of Mountain and Sea went berserk and mobilized numerous experts to pursue and capture her.
Amidst the pursuit and obstruction of those individuals, Si Yunshang repeatedly found herself in dire straits, yet she managed to break free from those perils many times.
But…
“Humans have their limits.”
She couldn’t endure any longer, no matter how hard she tried.
She was prepared to surrender everything and embrace death.
Pap.
Si Yunshang lay on the ground, gazing upward.
She stood with slightly bent knees, her hands hanging limply at her sides.
It was a beautiful day.
Just like when she bid farewell to Bai Lian that day.
The wind rushing through the woods lifted her long skirt, making it sway like a lotus flower.
She was clearly conscious, yet dreaming.
She dreamed of dancing gracefully in a sea of flowers, while Bai Lian sat cross-legged beside her, playing the flute.
She dreamed of mending torn clothes under lamplight, while Bai Lian wrote hurriedly at the table.
She dreamed of waving at a crossroad, while Bai Lian, carrying a bow and arrow, smiled and departed.
Oh.
By the way.
Si Yunshang remembered.
She had merely projected the experiences of her parents, witnessed in her youth, onto herself and Bai Lian.
But this was quite pleasant, wasn’t it?
Si Yunshang closed her eyes.
An impoverished life is always preferable to the current emptiness and loneliness that one cannot obtain.
She tightly embraced her chest, only then feeling a hint of fulfillment.
The master had said her destiny was different and only by avoiding emotional entanglements could she wield the world’s sharpest sword.
Now she had changed her identity, lived for several years, but still couldn’t escape that circle.
Perhaps this was destiny.
The heavens and earth were like a prison to her from the moment of her birth. No matter how hard she struggled, her fate would remain unchanged.
But Si Yunshang felt grateful.
She had struggled.
Then she witnessed scenery entirely different from the past.
The scenery…
Was magnificent.
So beautiful that she had something to worry about again.
Though I die nine times, I harbor no regrets!
All that remained were regrets tinged with a salty flavor.
Si Yunshang now regrets not having had the courage to touch Bai Lian’s ★ back then.
Unfortunately, no chances remained.
