Chapter 13
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Chapter 13: Intertwined Destiny of Ten Million Years
Ye Ningan, that is the name of Marquis Wu’an.
However, no one has called him by that name in many years.
People even seem to have forgotten that Marquis Wu’an had a birth name.
Marquis Wu’an is no longer a code name, but a concrete image!
He is not particularly tall, only four inches taller than Bai Lian.
He has a rugged and distinct facial features, like being carved by a knife, with some traces of wind and frost.
Generally speaking, Marquis Wu’an looks ordinary.
There was not much difference between him and many other Heluo Country officers who came from the ranks.
The reason why he was Marquis Wu’an was because he had slowly carved it out with his own two hands over the years.
Be it reputation or notoriety.
Power or might.
Whether it is strength or not.
They reside at high places, not in the ivory tower, and beneath them lies countless blood.
The color of blood is one of the most stimulating colors to human eyes.
Just like now.
As the Yu Ying Sword sliced through the vast emptiness, cutting through mortal flesh and breaking through the raging blue flames.
The swift explosion instantly engulfed the entire Xingluo Fortress.
The dock, floating in mid-air and teetering on the brink of collapse, finally shattered into countless pieces that fell one after another into the deep sea, toppling towering structures in its wake.
The eternal longing was ruined in an instant.
This is the collapse of faith.
This is also the conclusion of a grudge.
However, at this time, no one pays attention to such matters.
The people who survived the big explosion stared blankly at the blood splattered across the sky.
Blood was like a curtain.
At a certain moment, a strand of a familiar remnant soul appeared in the curtain of blood, leaving people immensely shaken.
"It’s Marquis Wu’an!"
Exclaimed a Taoist from the Taixuan Taoist Sect.
Ye Ningan’s soul didn’t struggle, nor did it try to escape.
He gazed at the finally closed passage, listened to the echoing voice still lingering in the air, and suddenly a relieved smile appeared on his face.
Enough.
As long as Xu Pan can escape smoothly, everything will be enough.
Although he died here, his dream still remained unbroken. He believed in Xu Pan and that he, who successfully crafted the Gate of All Living Beings, would reach the other shore that they have been pursuing all along.
"Life is but a fleeting illusion, how many times must we experience the coldness of autumn?"
Such lamentation is meaningless.
Ye Ningan’s soul became increasingly faint.
He seemed to have gone back to the afternoon when he met Empress Yongjia.
The teenager, who felt confused about his future, was gnawing on dog’s tail grass under the tree and stomping on the soil from time to time in distress.
Empress Yongjia rode by on her horse, stopped, and raised the riding crop saying, "Follow me."
"Why?"
"Your eyes are unique."
"…Alright, I’ll go with you…"
Go.
Walking towards the vast sea.
Ye Ningan always believed that there was something he wanted on the other side of the sea.
He stood up and finally turned around to take a glance at the eldest princess who was protected by Qing Luan’s wings.
That person has now become the eldest princess, hasn’t she?
"Let’s go to the Taixuan Taoist Sect!"
Da da da–
The sound of the whip waving was heard, and Ye Ningan walked into the white light.
The next moment, he disappeared.
Ye Ningan, together with Marquis Wu’an, disappeared.
His presence could no longer be found in this vast world, as if he had never existed.
Buzz.
Bai Lian heard the sound of a sword ringing.
She embraced the Yu Ying Sword in her arms.
"I’m here."
There may be no other sentence that is more powerful than this, at least for Yu Ying.
She was grateful, grateful that she was still in the form of a sword, so that she wouldn’t cry in front of Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian and wet her chest with tears.
That would be so embarrassing.
Right?
But Yu Ying’s soul was still crying, Bai Lian could feel it.
Ten years.
Twenty years.
She finally did it!
She finally avenged the tens of thousands who died unjustly for Canglong Garden!
From now on, the rain of Canglong Garden will not be as cold as she had experienced before.
"Is he really dead?"
Under the auspices of Qing Luan’s wings, the eldest princess glanced at her own hands.
She felt it all to be surreal, unable to articulate her present emotions.
She merely felt trapped.
In a rather awkward posture, Bai Lian pressed her hard, leaving her at a loss as to how to face her.
"Did Marquis Wu’an really die?"
Compared to the restrained emotions of the eldest princess, the behavior of others could be described as "unrestrained".
This matter is truly difficult to believe!
Throughout these hundreds of years of his life, Marquis Wu’an encountered many dangers.
He had been pronounced dead several times, but he managed to come back from the underworld by virtue of his unyielding willpower.
Every "death" for him was like a rebirth.
Anyone who can’t defeat him will only make him stronger.
However, only this time…
"After all, this is White Emperor Bai Lian, and everyone saw his soul completely extinguished…"
The people of the Taixuan Taoist Sect shook their heads.
If Marquis Wu’an can still survive this, the Taixuan Taoist Sect can no longer target him and Xu Pan. It would be better to wash their necks and await death.
"He is probably really dead."
After uttering this sentence, the solemn atmosphere in the surroundings dissipated by more than half.
"Dead, dead is good!"
An elder from Xingluo Fortress burst into laughter, but as he laughed, tears welled up in his eyes.
The entire Xingluo Fortress was buried along with Marquis Wu’an!
Is it worth it, all of this?
…
Bai Lian gradually dissipated the surge of heat in her body.
During the intense battle just now, she didn’t feel anything, and even when she reached the peak, the pain from within her body was replaced by comfort.
However, when she finally calmed down, she realized she was about to collapse.
Her legs felt weak and every step forward seemed to tear her apart.
This was an experience she had never had before.
You should know that this time she only swallowed one Immortal Spirit Stone.
Her physical fitness has clearly improved significantly compared to before.
Bai Lian pondered over it and finally had to focus her attention on the fourth Martial Sister who was still feeling mixed emotions.
After connecting with the soul of the fourth Martial Sister, she endured not only the impact of the Immortal Spirit Stone but also that of the fourth Martial Sister.
Perhaps it was the simultaneous impact of both that caused such a heavy burden on her body.
"Fortunately."
Bai Lian suddenly felt somewhat fortunate.
If all of the Martial Sisters turned into swords and faced this level of impact, with her current fragile body, she feared she would be squeezed dry and crushed as soon as she went into battle.
"I feel like I’ve turned into a multi-plug charger."
After silently making a sarcastic remark, Bai Lian proceeded to walk towards Bu Qingxiao and the Lord of Reincarnation.
She also wanted to comfort the eldest princess who was troubled, but since the threat of the Lord of Reincarnation was not completely eliminated, she thought it would be better to be cautious.
As for the mission that was triggered just now, it was naturally declared a failure because she didn’t call her master at all.
Let failure be failure, she was not in a hurry to obtain those skill points.
"You’ve arrived."
Bu Qingxiao heard movement behind her but didn’t turn around, her voice was full of fatigue.
She was currently holding onto the Lord of Reincarnation, who was slowly fading away.
It was a lifeless "body."
Describing the Lord of Reincarnation with "residual soul" is not accurate.
Saying that he is hosted by his obsessions may be more appropriate.
Bai Lian asked, "Are you alright from the injuries?"
Bu Qingxiao shook her head and replied, "I’m fine. I only need to take a day of rest to recover."
Bai Lian nodded and fell silent.
In the current atmosphere, she didn’t know what else she could say.
Bu Qingxiao, on the other hand, had fewer concerns.
After a brief silence, she suddenly spoke up, "White Emperor Bai Lian, I remember you mentioning that you were looking for a way to revive your fifth Martial Sister’s grandfather?"
"Exactly."
Bai Lian didn’t deny it.
She had also placed her hope in the Lord of Reincarnation.
After all, he was a Heavenly Lord who mastered the art of reincarnation.
If even he cannot deal with it, then it is really difficult.
However, the current state of the Lord of Reincarnation has completely dashed Bai Lian’s hopes.
Bu Qingxiao said, "Then let’s hurry up and have you quickly bring your fifth Martial Sister here."
"What?"
Bai Lian was stunned for a moment.
But she quickly regained her composure.
"So what you’re saying is… Yes, we must not waste any time. I will do it right away…"
Bai Lian’s speech became somewhat incoherent.
That was the feeling of being suddenly stunned by a pleasant surprise.
She held her mouth slightly open for a long time without closing it.
Just then, Qing Luan suddenly appeared and interrupted, "Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian, let me go, I am fast!"
She raised her wings, with some hint of showcasing herself.
Bai Lian asked, "How much time do we still have?"
Bu Qingxiao said, "About two quarters of an hour."
"Enough!"
Qing Luan vowed with certainty.
She could transform into a blue flame and freely shuttle through the void. Two-quarters of an hour was more than enough.
"Then I’ll rely on you, Martial Sister Qing Luan."
Bai Lian looked at Qing Luan gratefully.
"As long as it’s Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian’s request, I won’t refuse!"
Qing Luan squinted her eyes, and even though she had not taken human form, Bai Lian could see joy on her face.
She suddenly flapped her wings, and like a beam of light, she leaped into deep space without delay.
Bai Lian touched the Yu Ying Sword.
Often times.
Many things.
She couldn’t do it alone in the slightest.
There is a limit to what a person can do, but when many people gather together, they can surpass their limits.
Therefore.
She wanted to "eat" all of her Martial Sisters!
Xingluo Fortress was quiet again, and this time Bai Lian didn’t wait long.
Less than fifteen minutes later, a calm space suddenly began to flicker with blue and green flames.
Then a crack opened up and Qing Luan seemed to walk out of the blazing flames.
"Martial Sister Qing Luan!"
Bai Lian’s face displayed a look of astonishment.
She took a step forward, but suddenly froze.
"Hmm?"
Not only did Qing Luan and the Fifth Martial Sister come, but also the Second Martial Sister, the Third Martial Sister, Tong Yao, and even Yan Yue.
If the master were also present, this could have been considered a gathering of the Duxian Sect’s inner circle!
Qing Luan casually waved her wings and said, "Everyone wanted to come, and since it seems there is no longer any danger, I gave my consent. Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian, I hope you don’t mind."
Bai Lian shook her head.
"Thank you."
Emotional outbursts can wait, it’s best to focus on practical matters now.
She picked up the fifth Martial Sister in her arms.
"Follow me."
"Hmm."
On the way here, Ling Xuan had already learned from Qing Luan what would happen.
She felt uneasy.
Having experienced disappointment many times before, she had learned to hide her uneasy emotions beneath her facial expression.
"You are still like that."
Suddenly, Bai Lian said.
"Huh?"
Ling Xuan stared at Bai Lian in confusion, unable to understand what Bai Lian meant for a moment.
Bai Lian recalled the plot of "The Battle of the Gods."
Among the many characters appearing in the game, the fifth Martial Sister is unique.
She enjoys the same treatment as the protagonist, possessing exceptional talent and an incomplete past.
But she was different from the other three Elder Martial Sisters.
The fifth Martial Sister never felt "hatred" from beginning to end!
After her grandfather passed away, she began to travel around at the age of only ten.
She has been deceived, bullied, helped by others, and also helped others.
Like an immaculate jade, wherever she went, she could make people feel her warmth.
If the experiences of the other three Martial Sisters were very traditional, full of grievances and revenge, like in a popular martial arts novel plot.
Then the experiences of the fifth Martial Sister are like a collection of healing-themed fairy tales in a fantasy world.
Every time the fifth Martial Sister set foot in a new place, she was able to bring forth new stories of healing, countless of which interwove to form her life story.
These stories also bring a sense of gratification, but they are not "conventional".
The fifth Martial Sister seems to be indifferent to herself.
She roamed around without appearing to be seeking a way to save her grandfather, but rather to prevent others from having irreparable regrets like her own.
The fifth Martial Sister was so pitiable.
At the Qiongming Peak, she appeared to be out of place, as if it was not where she was supposed to belong.
However…
When playing games, Bai Lian didn’t think that much.
She just did what a player wanted to "do".
It’s just that now, upon reflection, Bai Lian increasingly feels that "Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian" is not a good person.
It is indeed very reasonable for this kind of scum to be inexplicably killed while walking on the road!
Bai Lian walked up to Bu Qingxiao and said, "Do you need me to do anything?"
Bu Qingxiao shook her head, "No need, just have your Martial Sister meditation relate to the appearance, name, and deeds of her deceased grandfather."
"I will do my best."
Ling Xuan, who was nestled in Bai Lian’s arms, said solemnly.
"Let’s begin."
"Hmm."
Ling Xuan closed her eyes. That was something she would never forget.
She was willing to follow Bai Lian to the Qiongming Peak not only because she felt a close affinity with Bai Lian but also because Bai Lian had promised to help her find a way to resurrect her grandfather.
Now that the opportunity was right in front of her, she wouldn’t let it slip away easily!
Ling Xuan began to reminisce about the beauty of the past.
And with all of this, came the changes in the outside world.
The opposing black and white energies rose from the Lord of Reincarnation.
One side was deathly, while the other was full of life.
The intersection and clash of these two forces gave birth to reincarnation.
Bai Lian widened her eyes.
She only saw a sinister path in front of her eyes, and at that very moment, a translucent, eerie blue giant hand suddenly descended from the sky.
That hand broke through the mist on the path, and the wicked ghosts wandering around avoided it one after another.
It continued to advance and finally rushed into the crimson hell.
In that fleeting moment, countless souls lifted their heads and the big hand gently caught one of the weaker souls.
It was about to leave, but the ruler of the underworld rushed out.
The river of blood rushed like a ferocious beast, wanting to swallow the weak soul along with the big hand.
The big hand didn’t retreat but instead, fiercely collided with the river of blood.
The explosion overturned the underworld.
Thus, taking advantage of the chaos, the big hand retreated from the Netherworld.
Snap!
The bubble instantly disappeared, and Bai Lian returned to reality. She saw a soul floating in a sphere of light in front of her, while the previously solid Lord of Reincarnation was about to completely dissipate.
"Senior!"
Bai Lian took a step forward.
Bu Qingxiao shook her head, "This obsession will eventually dissipate."
"But it shouldn’t have dissipated so quickly."
Bu Qingxiao continued to shake her head, as if not wanting to say much more.
However, the silent Lord of Reincarnation suddenly opened his mouth at this moment.
"This is to atone for what I have done in the past."
His voice was very weak, without the slightest confidence of a Heavenly Lord.
Bai Lian was surprised.
Could he speak?
She still had many questions in her heart, and she immediately asked, "Senior, what did you mean by those words you said to me in the Original Dragon’s nest?"
However, the Lord of Reincarnation didn’t want to discuss this further.
He smiled, shaking his head, "The Heaven and Earth Disaster has come, and we don’t have much time left."
"I…"
Bai Lian reached out her hand, but was still a step too slow.
Crack.
She saw the body of the Lord of Reincarnation shatter before her eyes.
The frenzied wind began to blow.
The wind passed over her body and also over the body of the fifth Martial Sister.
It seemed that she had fallen into a reverie again, but this time what she saw should be some fragmented memories of the Lord of Reincarnation.
She saw the Lord of Reincarnation and his wife treating each other with respect, and she saw the Lord of Reincarnation coming to the Land of Immortals with great anticipation through the Ancient Starry Sky Road.
She witnessed some gruesome battle scenes, but was unable to discern why those people were fighting.
Finally, what caught her attention was a "minor incident" that occurred in the snow-covered plains.
In the nameless days, a purple-haired girl who always wore wooden clogs and had a piece of grass in her mouth found the tomb of the Lord of Reincarnation in the icy land.
Therefore.
The obsession in the Bronze Valley has been awakened.
Therefore.
The girl fell into the crevices of yin and yang, and obtained a curse named "Undead" in the way of the Great Tao.
Since that day, the undead began to roam in North Luzhou.
Later, after many years, the undead saved the young Yougui in the icy plains, and later, the Hades Hall was founded.
The story that followed…
Bai Lian glanced back at Tong Yao, who still knew nothing.
She finally understood why Martial Sister Tong Yao could smell what others couldn’t.
Incredible!
In a secluded corner, their fates intertwined in such a way.
What about the others?
Such a thought suddenly occurred to Bai Lian.
The wind that rose when the Lord of Reincarnation dissipated gradually stopped.
Bai Lian looked up and saw a patch of shining feathers. She reached out and caught them.
There were only three words left on the shining feathers –
[Sansheng Stele]
There was nothing else beyond this.
Bai Lian tentatively jotted it down, carefully gathering the floating spirit and then fixing her gaze on the now-standing Bu Qingxiao.
"I apologize, Miss Bu."
Bu Qingxiao reciprocated with a bow, "It’s me who should apologize to you. My father has done many wrongs."
Perhaps it is not so?
Bai Lian didn’t know how to comfort Bu Qingxiao, she said, "Where will you go next?"
Bu Qingxiao said, "I plan to wander around, walk the path my father walked, see what this world is like that he has been wandering for millions of years, see what here is worth his nostalgia."
"Farewell if we are meant to meet again."
"Until we meet again by fate."
Bu Qingxiao waved her hand and turned away.
She walked towards the still dimly lit east in the night.
She felt she should feel relieved since her father has finally been freed, and she has also been freed.
She also felt she should feel heavy-hearted, because her father never saw her mother again before he died, and she gradually forgot fatherly love.
Ah.
Oh, humans.
