Chapter 17
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Chapter 17: The White Devil!
An Lan was very tired.
Despite her great efforts to keep her eyes open, her eyelids still fell heavily like a door.
This situation made her statement "I’m really fine" sound very unconvincing.
For a moment, all she could hear were anxious cries in her ears.
Ling Xuan simply lay down on her stomach.
"Master, please don’t die!"
As soon as the word "die" came up, An Lan immediately became alert.
Who said I am dying?
She abruptly opened her eyes and gave Ling Xuan a knock on her head.
"Are you trying to kill me?"
"Ah, I… I absolutely don’t have such malicious intentions…"
Ling Xuan scrambled to her feet in a panic.
She stood beside Xiao Jinse, looking puzzled and teary-eyed with two buns on her head trembling nervously.
An Lan forced a smile on her face.
"I’m not blaming you… cough cough… Alright, as I said, I’ll be fine, cough cough. Don’t just stare at me, the danger Bai Lian is facing on the other side must be greater than this."
As soon as she spoke, Xiao Jinse and others became nervous.
When the Demons of the Outer Realm attacked the Duxian sect, they said some harsh words. The general idea is that Bai Lian is currently surrounded and unable to come to help.
But even though they were anxious, they couldn’t just leave their master alone. And with their strength, it would be pointless to go even if they did.
An Lan’s gaze fell upon Yu Ying.
After a few seconds, she gently waved her hand and said, "Come over here, and bring that foolish bird with you."
Foolish bird?
Qing Luan, who was standing at the back of the crowd, was stunned for a moment.
Is she talking about me?
It was only after Xiao Jinse and Su Youwei took the initiative to make way that she slowly walked over.
"Master An Lan."
An Lan’s fist slowly loosened, revealing a small, pink petal the size of a fingernail in her palm.
"This is the last trace of my ability to create new life."
Petals surrounded by a light halo flew into the air.
An Lan coughed and continued, "After you see Bai Lian, take her directly and go to a place unknown to anyone else. Don’t come back to the Duxian sect for now as we are being watched. When I am back to normal, I will willingly come find you."
Yu Ying and Qing Luan were both stunned.
Whereas Xiao Jinse, Su Youwei, and Hong Yi looked crestfallen.
Even though their abilities had grown significantly, they were still not useful in crucial moments.
However, they didn’t say anything, since they understood their own abilities.
The petals split in half and entered into Yu Ying and Qing Luan in turn. They both felt an extremely terrifying willpower surge within them.
They were not fully prepared and almost fell to their knees immediately.
"Go now."
An Lan closed her eyes.
After saying these words, she really didn’t want to move. Even when Bai Lian was pressing her down on the bed, she had never felt so powerless.
"Fourth Martial Sister, Elder Martial Sister Qing Luan, you can go. I will take care of our Master." Xiao Jinse spoke up.
With Su Youwei joining the counseling team, Yu Ying and Qing Luan finally made up their minds.
"We will do our utmost."
After solemnly expressing their determination, they flew towards Yaochi Holy Mountain together.
The previously noisy Duxian sect suddenly became quiet.
The Demons of the Outer Realm were completely defeated in the confrontation of the Way of the Great Tao, and Jue Yunzi and others were still immersed in the shocking scene of the reopening of heaven and earth, only the clouds still lazily floating halfway up the mountain.
Who would have thought, if not witnessed with their own eyes, that a stunning battle broke out here not long ago?
In the cave on the back mountain of the Qiongming Peak.
Yan Yue walked limpingly to An Lan’s side, she was the first person to come and visit An Lan.
After being poked by An Lan, she still hasn’t fully recovered, but that’s not what she’s concerned about now.
Yan Yue reached out and brushed away the hair covering An Lan’s eyes, and she sighed softly, "You’re really silly, you didn’t have to go that far. Now it’s even worse, and even if I wanted to save you, I can’t do it. If anything happens to you, Bai Lian and I… sigh…"
She held her head in her hands, lightly biting her lower lip, staring blankly at her feet.
It wasn’t until now that she understood how much An Lan from the past had endured, and why she was always able to make it through those moments of crisis unscathed in her eyes.
Yan Yue always felt that all of this was very unreal, as if it was just a casual joke, but it happened just like that.
She knew that from the moment the secrets were revealed, the past tranquility was never going to return.
An Lan was still Martial Sister An Lan, but she was even more so the Heavenly Lord who had once traversed the Immortal World!
As long as they thought about this matter, everyone’s confidence would automatically weaken.
Even An Lan’s own attitude might change, right?
"It’s all my fault. I used to scold you every day, but…but no matter what, you bullied me first. I may be a bit clingy, but it’s forgivable for children to be clingy, right? Waaah, please don’t hold a grudge against me. I apologize to you, I’m sorry."
Yan Yue deeply repented.
Just then, a hand suddenly reached out from under the blanket, firmly grasping her wrist.
"Ah?!"
Yan Yue exclaimed and was about to escape, but stopped immediately upon realizing that it was An Lan’s hand.
An Lan’s injury was already very serious, so pulling it hard again could cause a big problem.
Single-handedly killing the Heavenly Lord?
It will incur divine retribution!
Yan Yue sat back in grievance, "Don’t scare me, I’m cowardly."
An Lan stared straight at Yan Yue, and her gaze was terrifying.
The more Yan Yue looked at her, the more guilty she felt, but she dared not take her eyes off.
"You… me…"
An Lan uttered weakly, "Do you think I will forgive you easily?"
Yan Yue was taken aback, "What, what, what do you want to do? You’re the Heavenly Lord, are you going to kill me over this trivial matter? It would be so undervaluing if you kill someone over such a small thing!"
"Hehe." An Lan’s face lit up with a brilliant smile, but soon her expression darkened, "Don’t think I don’t know that you have feelings for Bai Lian!"
Yan Yue quickly lowered her head, "I am Bai Lian’s master uncle, how can a master uncle have any evil intentions?"
An Lan released Yan Yue’s hand.
Just as Yan Yue secretly sighed in relief, a cold index finger suddenly pointed at her belly button.
Yan Yue immediately "petrified", as if she had been stabbed in a weak spot.
Her teeth were clenching each other in a fight.
An Lan seemed oblivious, she moved her finger slightly to the left side and then began to draw circles around Yan Yue’s belly button in a slow and leisurely manner.
This frivolous behavior made Yan Yue tremble even more violently.
It was ticklish, and numb.
An Lan pondered, "So this is the feeling, truly satisfying."
She withdrew her hand.
Yan Yue seized the opportunity to step back, tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, appearing like a vulnerable woman who had just been ravaged.
An Lan shrunk under the covers, "I need to rest, I’ll deal with you later!"
"I…"
Yan Yue wanted to say something, but as An Lan moved away from her, she dejectedly walked out of the cave.
When they reached the cave’s entrance, a sudden sound emerged from behind.
"If it weren’t for you waking me up just now, I would have missed something important. Thank you."
"What?"
Yan Yue was stunned in place.
She didn’t know what kind of emotions she had when she returned to the Zhuyan peak. When asked by the Blood Tree Patriarch, she revealed her experience.
The Blood Tree Patriarch comforted her saying, "An Lan wasn’t really angry, otherwise she wouldn’t have poked your stomach or said thank you."
"But…"
"Who asked you to go to the Qiongming Peak when you were free? Your disciples probably noticed that you had a different attitude towards Bai Lian, not to mention An Lan."
"That’s not the problem."
"Then what’s the problem?"
Yan Yue opened her mouth and said, "I cannot say."
Could she say that she had already "connected" with Bai Lian?
An Lan, who knew the truth, was afraid to seal all the loopholes on her.
Yan Yue could not calm down and could only sleep with her head covered.
The Qiongming Peak.
An Lan gazed at the ceiling with a vacant stare.
She had a total of eight ways of the Great Tao, losing two consecutively, which seemed like only a quarter had been taken away. However, the abrupt withdrawal of those two ways of the Great Tao had utterly disrupted her foundation.
If only that were the case, she could take her time to adjust gradually, but unfortunately, she encountered other problems.
In Yingzhou overseas, she fought against the Demon Emperor of the Outer Realm’s Demons with neither side gaining an advantage.
At first, she didn’t care about the little wound on her belly at all.
It was just a small hole, and she scoffed and prodded it with her fingers.
However, after returning from Yingzhou, she found that her soul had withered like a heatstroke victim.
As a result, she became unable to control her spirit Qi, and over time, her strength and spirit Qi were lost one after another.
Healing?
How to cure without spirit Qi.
Actually, she had encountered this kind of thing not for the first time.
When she first arrived at the Duxian sect, her soul also had similar troubles.
At that time, she lay in bed, with hands and feet as thin as if starving all year round. No matter what Yan Xiyi fed her, her condition didn’t improve.
But suddenly one day, after sleeping for a while, she was surprised to find herself recovering, and even some hidden injuries left by that despicable Red Dust Heavenly Lord when she escaped were smoothed out.
Precisely because of this experience, she confidently told Bai Lian that she would recover soon.
But…
Just now, An Lan realized that she had been overly optimistic.
There was no sign that her soul was going to recover, and she fell into a black dream, watching her soul "age" helplessly.
With each passing breath, she was getting closer to death.
Her soul was just one of billions, and once shattered, there would be no possibility of resurrection.
An Lan stood frozen in her spot.
Perhaps the improvement during the first time was merely an accident itself.
As she was lost in thought, the murmurs of Yan Yue suddenly sounded in her ear.
Annoyed.
Extremely irritated.
Why must this foolish woman keep chattering beside her when she’s about to die?!
An Lan woke up in a rage.
She realized that she had escaped from the dark dream and arrived in a much wider ocean.
Transformed.
The world that she saw with her eyes became completely different from before.
No longer did she see the cold stone walls, nor the thin quilt embroidered with lotus flowers.
What intertwined before her eyes were countless black and white lines, colliding with each other and giving rise to roaring waves.
Calamities.
Countless calamities.
Her soul was withered, her body was broken, her spirit Qi was draining, the Ways of the Great Tao were chaotic, and she was already a restless sea.
It was at this moment that An Lan felt a faint wisp of gray qi growing in her body, imperceptible to the naked eye.
That strand of energy firmly occupied the center of her sea of qi like a fierce beast waiting to be fed, beginning to devour the spirit Qi around it.
An Lan suddenly understood.
"[Ten Thousand Calamities Refining Cultivation Method]!"
Prior to this, she had practiced the [Ten Thousand Calamities Refining Cultivation Method] for a long time, but it only made her spirit Qi stronger.
Now that she has fallen into trouble, it seems that the [Ten Thousand Calamities Refining Cultivation Method] has finally revealed its power.
Do these black and white lines conceal the new way of the Great Tao?
While An Lan was silently experiencing the changes, Tong Yao held the faintly glowing Netherworld Seal and slowly walked up the path to the Qiongming Peak.
Not long ago, she was sitting in her room lost in thought when the Netherworld Seal hidden in her chest suddenly became scorching hot, leaving a red mark on her chest.
She punched the Netherworld Seal twice in anger, but soon calmed down.
This was because she felt the Netherworld Seal "calling" her, trying to guide her to a certain place.
As Tong Yao walked, she realized that she had come to the foot of the Qiongming Peak.
"Is it here?"
Very well.
I have already come here, so might as well go and see Master An Lan.
However, the more she walked, the more uneasy she felt.
"Could the location indicated by the Netherworld Seal be Master An Lan’s cave?"
Indeed, it was so.
After hesitating for a moment, Tong Yao still followed Xiao Jinse inside.
"Master An Lan, are you okay?" She called out softly, but got no response.
The two of them stopped just a few steps after walking in.
The wind, formed by countless black and white air streams, stopped their steps.
They could only stand at the entrance and watch, feeling slightly relieved that An Lan, lying in bed could still move.
That shouldn’t be a big deal, should it?
"It seems Master An Lan is healing, so I won’t disturb her."
"Alright then."
Tong Yao took her leave.
She gazed at the Netherworld Seal in confusion. It had never shown any signs of sentience before. What could be happening today?
Tong Yao was puzzled beyond comprehension.
She rubbed her chest in discontent.
Fortunately, she had a strong regeneration ability. Otherwise, having a square red mark on her chest would look very ugly.
Well, she’d better make good use of the Netherworld Seal’s power to enhance her cultivation base as soon as possible.
…
The turbulence of the Duxian sect has already passed, but the calamity of the Yaochi Holy Mountain has only just begun.
No one knows how intense the battle was between Bai Lian, who disappeared into the shadow, and the Demon Lord. All they know is that the situation is terrible now.
Without Bai Lian’s leadership, despite outnumbering the demons from the Outer Realm, they lacked quite a bit in terms of top fighting force.
Qingxuan Sword Master blocked three demons from the Outer Realm with his sword alone, and had to also divert his attention at critical moments to rescue his subordinates trapped in traps.
Even though his swordsmanship was exquisite and almost broke through the barrier between humans and immortals, he was still beaten badly after a period of time.
"If this goes on, the Future Mirror won’t be safe."
Qingxuan Sword Master’s face looked stern.
He didn’t know what use the Demons from the Outer Realm had for the Future Mirror, but it must not be anything good.
Many races have conflicts with humans, but the demons from the Outer Realm are unique in their persistence. It is not an exaggeration to speculate their intentions with great malice.
Qingxuan Sword Master once again cut off a demon’s limbs with his superior swordsmanship. He quickly retreated, looking for a chance to catch his breath.
And at that moment, he suddenly noticed a bloody light shining from the Saint Lord and others within the immortal instrument barrier.
"Oh no!"
He had been dealing with the Yaochi Holy Mountain for years, and he recognized the unique Burning Wishing Method of the Sacred Mountain at a glance.
This method will exhaust all the spirit Qi and more than half of the life force of the practitioner. It is a last resort that risks life.
But the spirit Qi of Saint Lord and others was almost exhausted, even if they used the Burning Wishing Method, they could not beat the Demons of the Outer Realm.
Saint Lord is a wise person and it is impossible for her to be unaware of this.
So there is only one possibility for her to take the risk –
She is not killing people, she is saving them!
Qingxuan Sword Master stared at the panicked disciples of the Yaochi Holy Mountain. They didn’t know what would happen next.
It is also a helpless choice.
When the Demons of the Outer Realm launched their attack, Saint Lord had the chance to escape, but she didn’t do so. Instead, she protected all the disciples of the sect with the power of her immortal tool.
Making this decision connotes that she had already prepared herself for self-sacrifice long ago.
Qingxuan Sword Master let out a sigh.
He is unable to take care of Saint Lord since he is currently unable to protect himself.
He fully comprehends Saint Lord’s state of mind; if he were in her position, he would have made the same choice.
Born into the sect, raised by the sect.
Everything about the sect has long since merged into his blood.
In Saint Lord’s view, the sect is not only a home but also a kind of spiritual sustenance. The people in this home and the legacy of this place are far more important than her own life.
"The Demons of the Outer Realm, damn it!"
Qingxuan Sword Master swung his sword with anger and chopped towards the Demons of the Outer Realm.
However, no amount of anger could be transformed into actual fighting power, and he still could not break through the blockade of the three Demons of the Outer Realm.
As the battle progressed, the casualties on the side of the reinforcements grew.
"It’s about to begin."
The Saint Lord turned around to look at those disciples, with an expression devoid of joy or sorrow.
The white mist gradually rose, and the temporary magic array on the ground lit up.
At this moment, someone finally realized that something was amiss.
"Saint Lord, what are you doing?"
The Saint Lord calmly said, "The inheritance of Yaochi Holy Mountain has been around for twenty thousand years, during which numerous talents have emerged here through the efforts of generations. It is my honor to become the Saint Lord of Yaochi Holy Mountain, which has finally ranked among the four major sects."
"Saint Lord…"
The Saint Lord promptly closed her mouth.
She knew that even if she explained, it would be of no use. Instead of wasting words, she decided to forcibly send these disciples away.
Just as she was about to make a move, a strange light suddenly shone from the center of the Teleportation Magic Array.
It was Ying Shi, who had just been sent away by her, but now she had returned!
"You…" The Saint Lord stood there in shock. "How did you come back?"
Ying Shi’s face showed a bitter expression. "I have always been a member of the Holy Mountain. If the Holy Mountain is gone, where else can I go?"
The Saint Lord was furious. "Foolish, wherever you are, the Holy Mountain is there!"
Ying Shi hung her head in shame.
Saint Lord took a deep breath and said, "Very well, since that’s the case, you shall leave with them."
Vast spirit Qi lingered around her body.
However, her second attempt was still prevented, this time by the enormous black sphere in the sky.
The black sphere trembled as if it could split apart at any moment.
Everyone unconsciously looked up.
Inside was none other than Bai Lian and the Demon Lord.
"Has the answer been found?"
"Indeed."
The inscription in Bai Lian’s hand was the Great Tao Rune, formed by the final remnant of the great Tao of destruction and ruin.
The dark purple light illuminated the Demon Lord’s eyes.
Bai Lian threw the Great Tao Rune and the Demon Lord carefully caught it.
"And the Future Mirror."
Bai Lian said, "I’ll give it to you after dealing with those demons of the outer realm outside."
"Therefore, we had better play a game."
"How should I act?"
"You injured me with one hit, and I pretended to be unconscious. In the end, I took advantage of the chaos and stole the Future Mirror."
"Good."
Bai Lian immediately agreed, she didn’t have time to waste with the Demon Lord’s chitchat.
The Demons of the Outer Realm’s attacks on the Duxian sect and Yaochi Holy Mountain continue. For every moment wasted, more people will die.
She had considered that the Demon Lord might be deceiving her, but there was nothing she could do about it.
As long as this could make the Demon Lord leave the battlefield, her sacrifice would be worth it.
At this moment, retracting her fist was only to punch better in the future.
"Let’s begin."
The Demon Lord opened his arms.
Bai Lian, who had already devoured three Immortal Spirit Stones while considering, stabbed him with the lance.
The lance broke through the dark night, tore through the Demon Lord’s body, and also tore through the huge black ball.
Therefore.
The gloomy sky was illuminated by the white light soaring into the sky.
In the most dazzling part of the light, a woman with snow-white hair and eyebrows slowly walked out.
Her left body was carved like ice, while her right body, with that eye as the origin, ignited flames that seemed to burn down everything in the world!
This is not a human, it is clearly a white demon!
The demon speaks:
"When I play games, the thing I hate the most is a tragic ending, so…I will kill any Outer Realm Demon I see here!"
