Chapter 33 Part 2

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Chapter 33: Bai Lian, the Immortal Emperor and Natural Saint! (2)

The falling snow was light as a feather.

After a ticking sound, ripples began forming in circles beneath Bai Lian’s feet. Xuezhan’s presence faded, and her divine sense churned like the sea. Bai Lian stepped back half a pace and lifted her chin slightly.

What had happened?

Swiftly, she withdrew from Xuezhan’s divine sense and returned to her own body. The bamboo house remained dim, and despite having been washed with water, the scent of medicine still lingered strongly in the room.

To Bai Lian’s relief, Xuezhan was still alive, though extremely feeble with an even more pallid complexion than before. After a brief examination, Bai Lian discovered the cause: Xuezhan’s soul had been severely wounded in the previous battle, now as fragile as a flickering candle in the wind. Moreover, due to the impact of the Qianhuan Real Eyes, Xuezhan’s body couldn’t mature, let alone recover from being gravely wounded and near death.

Bai Lian realized that Xuezhan’s life was limited—even with Medical Pills, she would only survive for another hour or two. Could this mark the end of the Spirit of Snow?

The bamboo bed rocked gently, emitting a creaking sound, followed by a muffled gasp.

“Hmm—”

Xuezhan struggled to rise from the bed. She squinted and rubbed her Qianhuan Real Eye with the back of her hand.

“White Emperor Bai Lian, I became a little weary and accidentally dozed off earlier.”

Xuezhan’s two short legs swayed around the bed for a moment before landing gently. Her knee-high white socks suited her perfectly.

Bai Lian pondered as Xuezhan said, “Please wait a moment, White Emperor Bai Lian. I’ll go get the Immortal Spirit Stone.”

“I’ll—”

Bai Lian took a step forward, but Xuezhan shook her head and walked to the next room alone. Her steps were heavy, matching the weight on Bai Lian’s heart.

[She will soon drift off to sleep.]

Xuezhan leaned against the wall with her right hand as she walked slowly, seemingly unaware of her surroundings. She disappeared from Bai Lian’s sight after passing through the door.

The night fell silent for a few seconds before a loud “clatter” broke the stillness.

Bai Lian hurried over immediately. “What happened?”

Xuezhan stood next to the wooden frame. Though her right hand trembled slightly, she was unharmed. Bai Lian’s gaze shifted downward to find a shattered pottery pot, its pieces and medicinal herbs scattered irregularly at Xuezhan’s feet. Her right foot’s white stocking was stained with brown dirt in several places.

“White Emperor Bai Lian, there’s no need to worry; it’s just a minor issue.”

As Xuezhan bent down to pick up the herbs, Bai Lian collected all the medicinal materials and placed them before her. Then, using her right finger, she gently pointed and summoned a column of water that whipped Xuezhan’s socks clean.

“…”

Xuezhan was slightly stunned, feeling as though someone was gently stroking her leg. This peculiar sensation came and went rapidly. As the water receded, she noticed the dirt on her previously soiled white socks had vanished.

Bai Lian nodded in contentment. This was a walk in the park for her. The [Quick Cleaning] spell she had developed was multiple times more powerful than the usual [Dust Removal] spell, and almost twice as fast.

“Put that away and avoid making such mistakes in the future.”

Bai Lian handed the medicine to Xuezhan, who inexplicably found her nose becoming runny after picking up the repaired pottery pot.

Her recollection of what she had witnessed was indeed accurate, as it was a memory deeply ingrained in her soul. Though she had targeted White Emperor Bai Lian out of selfish motives, Bai Lian had merely inflicted a minor injury with a stick rather than killing her, unlike Ji Shi. And now White Emperor Bai Lian even…

Perhaps this was what being a Natural Saint meant.

Xuezhan believed that if she had disclosed everything to Bai Lian from the beginning, Bai Lian would have certainly explored ways to help her. The guilt overwhelmed her—deceiving others could be toxic. How could the radiance of the Spirit of Snow compare to Bai Lian’s serene moonlight?

She wished White Emperor Bai Lian had been the one to rescue her from the crevice, but that wasn’t possible. During that period, Bai Lian had not yet existed.

Silently, Xuezhan placed the pottery pot on the lower tier of the wooden frame. She wouldn’t need it anytime soon. From the shelf, she retrieved a metal box and handed it to Bai Lian.

“White Emperor Bai Lian, I have the Immortal Spirit Stone with me.”

Bai Lian opened the box, and a strong gust of Immortal Spirit Qi hit her face, leaving her feeling rejuvenated. This would ensure Master’s safety. The thought of An Lan warmed her heart.

She gently shook the box in her hand. “Thank you,” she said.

Xuezhan’s eyes brightened momentarily before quickly darkening. “White Emperor Bai Lian, I’ll do my best to fulfill your other requirements as well.”

“This is enough,” Bai Lian said, shaking her head.

“I hope that White Emperor Bai Lian will regain your Immortal Emperor’s strength soon,” Xuezhan said.

“I’m not a reincarnated Immortal Emperor,” Bai Lian sighed.

“I understand,” Xuezhan replied.

What is it that you know?!

Nevertheless, Bai Lian remained silent. This rumor was only known by Xuezhan, Ji Shi, and the turtle. If the turtle didn’t spread it, no one would accuse her of being a reincarnated Immortal Emperor.

This should have been a happy occasion, but Bai Lian felt no joy. She let out a secret sigh and then waved her hand to dismiss the three puppets outside, returning them to Xuezhan.

“Do what you think is best. These Medical Pills have the ability to heal wounds on the soul. But be careful not to overeat.”

Xuezhan nodded in silence.

After a pause, she suddenly asked, “White Emperor Bai Lian, have you heard that people with two pupils are usually considered Saints?”

“Really?” Bai Lian appeared slightly surprised. Haven’t medical researchers claimed that having double pupils is an early sign of cataracts?

“Perhaps it’s just a rumor,” Xuezhan said.

Most likely. Bai Lian’s eyelids twitched slightly. Rumors could be incredibly damaging.

She helped Xuezhan back to bed. Though she intended to stay until the end, Xuezhan used the excuse of needing rest and being uncomfortable with being watched to dismiss her.

The wind and snow made Bai Lian feel chilly.

“Shall we leave now?” the turtle, who stood by Bai Lian’s side, asked.

Bai Lian shook her head gently and asked, “Would you like to wait?”

“Of course.” As a turtle, it was very good at waiting, it said gently. It simply added, “The child is dying.”

“I’m aware.”

However, what could she do? She wasn’t a legitimately reincarnated Immortal Emperor. After all, she was simply an ordinary person who got lucky.

After a while, the lights inside the bamboo house suddenly went out, followed by a loud noise from within. Bai Lian hurried towards the bamboo house once more.