Chapter 29 Part 1
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Chapter 29 Part 1: Bai Lian, You Are the Immortal Heavenly Lord! (1)
The sword.
A water-blue sword.
A sword as fluid as flowing water.
The sword emerged from the depths of the Original Dragon’s Nest.
A golden light appeared, and space trembled.
The gentle tenderness of spring water and the raging fury of a torrent blended together in surprising harmony.
When she appeared, a vast and mighty aura poured out in all directions, dispelling all the haze that enveloped the sky!
The night sky regained its brilliance, the fragmented space reconsolidated, and the stagnant time began flowing again.
Master Turtle, writhing in pain on the ground, opened its eyes.
Under the torment of the curse, Yue Wuyang, who had nearly lost her sanity, found her own sanctuary in this moment.
This scene was majestic.
The sky above was silent.
Only Bai Lian’s right hand remained raised high.
Snow gathered in her palm from all directions.
That soft scolding echoed like the morning bell of the fifth watch, resounding across the boundless sea.
Coming!
That is not merely a sword, but countless days and nights of yearning!
Through the clear and luminous veil of light, Bai Lian’s gaze seemed to traverse countless millennia.
She saw it.
That is the supreme divine palace where the Original Dragon dwells, known as the Original Dragon’s Nest to outsiders.
She saw it.
That is a colossal power that could make the four dimensions of heaven and earth topple and reverse the cycle of life and death.
She also saw it.
That was a girl dressed in grey fabric clothes, her eyes wrapped in black cloth, searching like an ascetic across the vast earth!
Now…
She finally accomplished it!
And she succeeded even better than in the game.
The broken sword once said that the person it sought was someone with a “heart as pure as flawless glass and a mind as bright as an everlasting lamp”.
The fourth Martial Sister in the game, when tapping into the power of the dragon blood within her, would instantly transform into a red-eyed war goddess, only returning to her calm state after purging the sword of its malevolent aura.
This was intimately connected to her experience at Xingluo Fortress.
The fourth Martial Sister in this life, though of the same birth, had not endured the same hardships, and had already embarked on an entirely different path.
Her heart remained pure, her will unwavering.
Yet she had shed some of her paranoia and gained a measure of nostalgia.
The sword.
Not necessarily long, not necessarily sharp.
A gentle sword is also a worthy sword!
Bai Lian smiled as she firmly grasped the Yu Ying Sword hovering before her.
The fourth Martial Sister had transformed into the appearance of the Dirt Free Sword with careful consideration. The size suited her perfectly!
The temperature transmitted through the sword handle felt like a tiny stream flowing into the depths of her body.
Her frigid form seemed to have been ignited by divine flames in that very instant.
[Elder Martial Sister, I am here with you.]
The fourth Martial Sister remained silent, yet Bai Lian could still perceive her intention.
Because they were now connected.
That love affair.
Beginning from an unknown place and ending at the Canglong Garden, it ultimately became eternal at the moment a successful contract formed.
“Yes.”
Bai Lian pointed her sword toward the distant green shadow.
She never believed she could overcome the green shadow with her own strength, and even if she attempted to escape, her chances were minimal.
But…
She is not alone, you know!
Memories are her most precious treasure, as well as her sharpest weapon in hand.
Her posture was straight and dignified.
Her face was cold.
Her hair was like snow, her demeanor gentle as water.
She emanated no trace of murderous intent.
Yet the mere icy coldness without warmth was enough to make those nearby feel despair.
Come forth, let me test the sharpness of my sword!
Bai Lian delicately wielded the Yu Ying Sword.
Her movements were as relaxed as taking a stroll through deserted streets in the early morning hours.
The world remained tranquil.
The stars continued twinkling.
The snowflakes kept fluttering.
The light rain, condensed from only the essence of water, fell steadily.
How could one perceive the sword qi?
Indeed, this calmness concealed an indefinable danger.
This sword strike transcends space itself.
Its sharpness is elusive, able to manifest from any point of its choosing!
…
“Do you wish to test your sword?”
Facing Bai Lian, the green shadow murmured to himself.
For an instant, he hesitated.
However, that moment of cowardice was completely extinguished after just a brief reflection.
Jokes!
It’s all jokes!
What difference does the presence or absence of killing intent make?
What does it matter whether you possess a sword or not?
Long ago, during the great chaotic era, he had suppressed countless extraordinary cultivators and destroyed innumerable predestined treasures with his own hands.
He rose from adversity and attained enlightenment in the face of desperation.
Although his body fell into the Nine Netherworlds, was drawn from the river of time, and had his foundation of the Way of the Great Tao severed, he still managed to return, sustained by his indomitable will that could neither be killed nor extinguished.
The only force that can defeat him is the merciless Great Tao.
And he, one day, shall tread upon the Great Tao beneath his feet!
The green shadow raised the massive Spear of Candle Dragon.
Flames of nocturnal fire that could consume the entire world suddenly ignited upon his form.
He laughed aloud and declared, “You may have severed the power of the Original Dragon’s Nest, but do you think that’s sufficient to defeat me? Even with this damaged body, you, a contaminated being, cannot compare to me. Ultimate Imprisonment!”
The sound of an explosion pierced through the flying snowflakes.
The green shadow lifted the Spear of Candle Dragon with both hands, and as it turned, an endless aura of death gathered around it, forming a vast and boundless vortex in the sky.
The tumultuous whirlpool revealed the eternal struggle between life and death.
Suddenly.
The sword energy released from Yu Ying Sword flickered through the void.
With a clattering sound, numerous wounds appeared on the green shadow’s body, and the Spear of Candle Dragon was marked with countless scratches.
Yet this was insufficient to halt the green shadow’s actions.
He carried the vortex of life and death with him, thrusting it toward Bai Lian in a single strike.
In an instant, the sky and earth changed colors once more, causing all to lose their sense of direction.
Even Bai Lian, holding the Yu Ying Sword, couldn’t help but glance aside.
A final strike?
Only the final strike remains now!
[Together?]
Bai Lian gazed tenderly at the Yu Ying Sword.
In the next moment, a gentle voice resonated in her mind.
[Of course.]
Then…
Here we go!
Bai Lian transformed into a white butterfly.
Before her raged a frenzied storm of dark clouds.
However, this couldn’t impede her progress, as she maneuvered with agility and her speed steadily increased.
Midway through, Bai Lian drew a drop of fresh blood from her chest.
That’s the blood of Fu Zhu!
It sparkled like a clear ruby, with black electricity flickering around it.
This divine blood was originally intended to perfect the incomplete Fu Zhu Immortal Body.
But now Bai Lian had no time to refine it.
She scattered the divine blood, and drops of divine power fell upon the blade.
At that moment, the sword trembled and both Bai Lian and Yu Ying Sword were engulfed by a vast expanse of shimmering water.
In that instant, both Bai Lian and the Yu Ying Sword transformed into light, their intertwined radiance merging until indistinguishable.
At that moment, the reflection of the shining water matched the darkness of the clouds, dividing the world into two halves: One clear and the other murky.
They finally collided!
At the moment of intersection between black and white, the world once again fell silent and time slowed a thousandfold.
Bai Lian lowered her head and gazed upon Yu Ying, who was nestled close as if held within her very embrace.
“We may perish.”
Yu Ying shook her head and said, “I am not afraid.”
“Why?”
“Because Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian is here.”
“…”
Bai Lian remained silent for a moment, but then a smile graced her face.
