Chapter 230 Who am I?

The pain was severe, as if billions of red-hot needles were piercing the bone marrow at the same time, and as if the entire body was repeatedly crushed and reassembled by an invisible force.

Xiaobai struggled in an indescribable pain, his consciousness floating in the chaotic darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, a faint ray of light pierced the darkness.

Xiaobai struggled to open his heavy eyelids, and his vision gradually became clear.

What meets the eye is unimaginable beauty and holiness.

She was lying on a huge bed carved from warm white jade, with light gauze draped around her that looked like flowing starlight.

The roof of the palace is high, as if inlaid with real stars. The soft light does not come from lights, but from the vibrant divine light emanating from the entire palace itself.

The air is filled with the fresh fragrance of lotus, and every breath seems to cleanse the dust from the soul.

"Ugh..." She tried to move, but the severe pain all over her body immediately made her gasp and her little face wrinkled in an instant.

"Don't move, child." A voice as clear as the collision of jade and full of infinite tenderness sounded.

Xiaobai looked in the direction of the sound and saw a woman standing beside the bed.

She was wearing a moon-white dress that was extremely plain yet radiant. Her long black hair was loosely tied up with a simple jade hairpin, with a few strands of hair hanging down on her cheeks.

Her appearance was breathtakingly beautiful, as if she had gathered all the beauty between heaven and earth. Her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, her skin was whiter than snow, and her whole body was shrouded in a hazy and holy halo.

Her eyes were warm and deep, and she was looking at him with concern and pity.

"You... who are you? I... who am I?" Xiaobai's voice was hoarse and dry, with the childishness unique to children, but full of confusion and fear.

Her memory was blank, with only the intense pain and the name "Xiaobai" strongly imprinted in the depths of her consciousness.

"This is Li Guang Realm, I am Bai Li." The woman said softly, her voice seemed to have the power to soothe people, relaxing Xiao Bai's tense nerves a little.

"You were seriously injured, and I was the one who brought you back here. As for your name... you kept mumbling 'Xiaobai' while you were unconscious, so I guess that's your name."

"Xiaobai..." She repeated blankly. The name brought a faint sense of familiarity, but it did not trigger any specific memories.

Goddess Baili stretched out her slender jade fingers, and a soft and pure divine light condensed on her fingertips, which she gently touched between Xiaobai's eyebrows.

A warm force penetrated into Xiaobai's body, carefully examining her injuries.

However, Bai Li's brows gradually frowned, and a hint of imperceptible surprise flashed in his gentle eyes.

Xiaobai's physical condition is extremely strange.

The dantian seemed to be completely destroyed by some extremely domineering and evil force. The core that should have contained the spiritual power was empty, the meridians were broken, and it was dim and without any spiritual power fluctuations. This was clearly a desperate situation where all cultivation was wasted and the foundation was completely destroyed.

But what's weird is Xiaobai's bones.

The seemingly slender and tiny bones actually have a texture as smooth as jade yet extremely hard.

It carries an extremely ancient, vast, and even chaotic aura. An indescribable glimmer flows between the texture of the bones.

This breath was extremely tenacious. It was this breath that tenaciously protected Xiaobai's heart and the last bit of life, resisted the destructive force, and extremely slowly repaired the broken body.

This is definitely not an ordinary immortal bone, it is more like... some kind of legendary divine bone?

What frightened Bai Li even more was that when she tried to trace Xiaobai's origins, cause and effect, and even the imprint of his soul, her mind seemed to be plunged into a bottomless chaotic fog.

Nothing could be seen clearly, nothing could be detected, as if there was a higher power that completely blocked everything about this child! Even she, the goddess, could not see a single thing.

The power of chaos? Bai Li's mind raced, but his face remained gentle and calm.

"Bai Li...Goddess?" Xiaobai caught her address.

She asked timidly, "What's wrong with me? I can't remember anything..."

Looking at the fear and helplessness on the pale face of the child in front of him, Bai Li suppressed the doubts in his heart and gently stroked her sweaty forehead: "Don't be afraid, Xiaobai.

You are seriously injured and need to rest.

There is no rush for memory. Perhaps when you feel better, you will remember it slowly and naturally.

You are safe now, no one can hurt you here with me."

Bai Li's gentle promise did not completely dispel the haze in Xiaobai's heart.

The panic of losing her memory was like a cold vine that entangled Xiaobai, and the waves of severe pain coming from deep within her body reminded her of the terrible experience she had gone through all the time.

She dared not ask more questions or say more. Like a frightened little animal, she curled up on the huge jade bed, carefully observing this strange, breathtakingly gorgeous world with a pair of clear but alert and confused eyes.

Bai Li would come personally to check on Xiaobai's injuries every day, feed her nectar with a strange and fragrant aroma, and nourish her broken meridians with gentle divine power.

Under Bai Li's meticulous care, Xiaobai's external injuries healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the hollow in his dantian and the broken meridians were like a dead wasteland, devoid of any life.

However, just when Xiaobai thought that she would forever become a useless person who could not sense spiritual energy, an extremely subtle and indescribable change quietly occurred after she fell into a deep sleep.

Waking up from a deep sleep, Xiaobai felt a very faint warmth coming from deep inside his body in a daze.

The warmth did not come from the outside world, but from deep within her bones, those divine bones that were as warm as jade and flowing with an ancient breath. It seeped out extremely slowly, like a dormant seed finally feeling a hint of spring and beginning to absorb something instinctively.

She subconsciously tried to sense the outside world.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth that permeated the air was much richer than that of the lower world, and it seemed that... there were extremely thin strands that were being drawn very slowly and silently merged into her body.

It did not flow into her dantian (which was still dead silent), but directly merged into her bones, like a raindrop seeping into dry earth, disappearing without a trace in an instant without causing any fluctuation in spiritual power.

Xiaobai was stunned.

She held her breath and focused more on feeling it. That's right.

Although it was so weak that it could be ignored, there was indeed spiritual energy that was automatically absorbed by her body during her sleep! This completely overturned her vague understanding of cultivation (despite her amnesia).

She was driven by a great sense of uneasiness and a secret desire that she herself was not even aware of.

After Bai Li left, Xiao Bai forced herself to sit up, enduring the pain of her meridians being pulled, and clumsily imitated the most basic breathing posture in her memory (perhaps it was the remnant of her body's instinct?). She closed her eyes, tried to concentrate, and tried to actively guide the ubiquitous spiritual energy.

Unexpectedly "smooth".

"It's really strange. Why is my cultivation method different from others?" Xiaobai muttered to herself. She couldn't figure it out.

There was no stagnation or obstruction. The pure and gentle spiritual energy seemed to be summoned by some supreme being. It no longer needed to go through the complicated process of meridian circulation and Dantian condensation. Instead, it converged towards her bones naturally and directly like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

The speed is more than a hundred times faster than passive absorption in sleep.

Xiao Bai could clearly "feel" the slight warmth brought by the spiritual energy blending into her bones, as if a dry river had received a refreshing rain. Her bones seemed to emit a very faint hum, and the faint light on the surface seemed to become a little more active.

She could feel her body's strength recovering very slowly, and the pain seemed to ease a little.

But the weird thing is that there is no spiritual light, no cyclone, and no energy fluctuations that a cultivator should have when he breaks through a realm.

The surface of her body remained calm, like that of an uncultivated mortal child.

She tried to mobilize a little bit of strength, but found nothing, as if the huge amount of spiritual energy absorbed by the bones was just an illusion.

"What... is going on?" Xiaobai's heart was filled with confusion and suspicion.

This is definitely not normal practice.

When the goddess Baili came again, Xiaobai hesitated again and again, but finally mustered up the courage and, with a little uneasiness, told Baili, the only person he seemed to be able to rely on, about his discovery.

Bai Li's eyes were filled with even more surprise when he heard this.

She carefully checked Xiaobai's condition again. The result was the same: his Dantian was still broken, his meridians were dim, his body was empty, there was no sign of spiritual energy stored, and there was no realm to speak of.

No matter what kind of divine power she used to investigate or what kind of secret method she used to perceive, the results all showed that Xiaobai was just a completely "mortal body", with at most his physical foundation (bones) being unusually tough.

"Sister, I am not lying. I can really absorb spiritual energy automatically, and I feel that my cultivation is going smoothly."

Bai Li's divine sense swept over and found that the spiritual energy in the air was flowing normally, and there was no trace of Xiaobai's body actively absorbing spiritual energy.

If Xiaobai's eyes had not been clear and filled with genuine confusion rather than lying, Bai Li would have almost thought it was an illusion caused by her having just recovered from a serious injury.

Bai Li hesitated for a moment, looked at Xiao Bai's nervous face, and finally showed a soothing smile and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Xiao Bai.

This may be a strange 'aftereffect' of that serious injury.

The foundation of your body is destroyed, and your body instinctively desires the power to repair itself. Therefore, when you are sleeping or meditating, you will unconsciously attract the nourishment of the surrounding spiritual energy.

However, because the Dantian was destroyed, it could not store and refine energy, so no realm appeared, and it could not be called upon. Although this phenomenon was rare, it was not without precedent.

You should rest assured and once your body has fully recovered, this abnormality may disappear naturally."

Her explanation sounded reasonable, gentle and authoritative. Xiaobai's tense heartstrings relaxed a little. Maybe...it was really like this? Was he overthinking?

Xiaobai nodded, accepted the explanation of this "aftereffect", and buried the strange "smoothness" and inexplicable sense of power deep in his heart. He didn't dare to try it easily again, nor did he dare to ask more questions.

However, when she was alone in the dead of night, the silent changes deep within her body still made her feel a secret throbbing and unspeakable loneliness.

Li Guang Realm, as the exclusive divine domain of the Goddess Bai Li, is so magnificent and peaceful that it far exceeds Xiao Bai's imagination.

There is no worldly noise here, only eternal tranquility.

The sky was a pure glass color, with floating cloud-like islands of glowing light, on which grew exotic flowers and plants, emitting a refreshing fragrance.

The crystal clear stream meanders along, with colorful spiritual sand at the bottom of the water. Occasionally, a small fish with a crystal clear body jumps out of the water, bringing up a string of colorful rainbow lights.

The fairy birds and auspicious beasts stroll leisurely among the flowers and woods, and their chirping sounds are clear and pleasant.

The palace where Xiaobai lives is called "Shuyu Palace", which is located in the center of a huge lotus pond.

The lotus in the lotus pond is no ordinary piece. Its petals are like sculptures of the purest white jade, and the center of the flower is pregnant with star-like brilliance. It emits a soft light at night, making the entire palace look like a dream.

Bai Li takes care of Xiaobai meticulously.

He personally prepared the most suitable elixir for her physique, told her the customs and legends of the divine world, and even patiently taught her some of the most basic etiquette and common sense of the divine world.

The look she gave Xiaobai was full of tenderness and love, as if she was taking care of a lost treasure that had been found again.

She would use her magical powers to comb Xiaobai's hair which was a little messy due to lying in bed, tuck in the corners of her quilt, and gently comfort her when she was occasionally awakened by nightmares.

This long-lost, pure warmth, like a trickle of water, gradually moistened Xiaobai's heart, which was dry and fearful due to amnesia and severe pain.

The scenery of Liguang Realm is as beautiful as a dream from which one will never wake up.

Under the pure glass sky, rosy islands float like flowing clouds, and the fragrance of exotic flowers and plants is more intoxicating than the sweetest honey.

Xiaobai, wearing a light brocade fairy robe, walked barefoot on the smooth and warm jade steps, staring in a daze at the little fish in the lotus pond whose tails were emitting colorful rainbow lights.

Sister Bai Li treated her very well, personally feeding her medicine, telling her stories in a soft voice, and soothing her uneasy dreams with the sound of the piano that seemed to wash away all the dust.

Xiaobai's heart, frozen by the pain and oblivion, was gradually warmed by this tenderness. She began to clumsily learn to live in the spirit world, basking in the sun, chasing Psylocke, and even secretly moving her body.

She always felt that this would help the "aftereffects" of silently absorbing spiritual energy in her body heal faster.

But it's too quiet.

Xiaobai held his chin, sat by the corridor, and looked at the streak of light passing by in the distant sunset. This tranquility was like a huge, warm jade. It was beautiful, but it always felt like a pressure on my heart, making me feel depressed. It was fine when Sister Baili was here, but when she left, that feeling became particularly obvious.

Those sister divine servants who were wearing the same brocade dresses treated Sister Bai Li with the same respect as if she were the sun in the sky, meticulously.

But when their eyes fell on him, Xiaobai couldn't help but shrink his shoulders.

That look... how should I describe it? It wasn't like he was looking at a person, but rather at an extremely valuable and fragile glass lamp.

With cautious scrutiny, and a hint of deep awe that she couldn't understand? It was as if there was something extraordinary about her that made them dare not approach her, and could only watch from afar.

"Ah..." Xiaobai sighed softly, pulling a glowing blade of grass out of boredom.

Everything here is good, except that it is too lonely. Except for Sister Bai Li, it seems that the whole world is separated by an invisible veil.

She stood up and wanted to go to the garden to see the glowing psyllium butterflies again. Just as she passed a few clusters of exotic flowers in full bloom, with petals that looked like stardust, a deliberately low voice floated over on the wind.

“Is this true? I heard that in the lower world, at the junction of the ghost world and the underworld, the red lotus of karma fire is burning, and the resentment is rising to the sky. Even the reincarnation pond can hardly be suppressed.” The voice of a god servant was filled with undisguised panic.

"Not just the lower realm." Another voice was more urgent, revealing deep worry, "Does the Qingxu Realm of the Third Heaven know? A few days ago, an immortal king fell, and even the stars went dark. This... this law of heaven seems... seems..."

"Hush..." The first voice suddenly rose in pitch, then immediately suppressed, with fear, "You are going to die. Have you forgotten the order of Her Highness the Goddess? In the Liguang Territory, it is strictly forbidden to discuss these things. Go, go!"

There was a rustling sound of clothing, and the two divine servants disappeared quickly from the other end of the corridor like frightened rabbits, leaving behind only a few petals that were carried away and swirled down.

Xiaobai froze in place, his little hands tightly grasping the corner of his clothes.

Ghost world? Underworld? Karma Fire Red Lotus? Immortal Lord...fallen? Law of Heaven?

These words were like cold stones, smashing into her blank memory one by one, stirring up only a blank ripple, but bringing a deeper chill. Even the sisters of the God's servants were so secretive and uneasy.

So, beneath the breathtakingly beautiful tranquility of the divine world, there is such a turbulent undercurrent? Is the frozen silence not peaceful, but the dead silence before the storm?

She slid back into the shadows, her heart pounding.

Sister Bai Li's gentle smile appeared before my eyes. She had said, "No one can hurt you." But the tension that enveloped the entire God Realm, the fleeting light, and the complex awe in the eyes of the God servants were like invisible needles that pierced through that warm barrier.

Xiaobai walked silently back to the huge jade bed in the Shuyu Palace, which was emitting starlight, and curled up. Outside the window, the star lotus in the lotus pond still emitted a soft light, illuminating the palace like a fairyland. But she felt that this light seemed to be covered with a layer of impenetrable, heavy fog.

She buried herself deeper into the soft blanket, leaving only a pair of confused eyes with a hint of barely perceptible alertness.

"Sister...what happened outside?" She asked silently in her heart, but no one could answer. The loneliness and uneasiness that had just been dispelled by the warmth came back silently like a cold tide.

Suddenly Xiaobai felt very strange. Ghost world? Underworld? These two words were like cold stones thrown into the deep pool of her memory, stirring up a circle of faint, vague ripples, bringing an inexplicable throbbing and chill.

And... the laws of heaven? Brother Jinggan... the name flashed through my mind without warning, bringing a sharp pain, and then disappeared without a trace.

She suppressed the turmoil in her heart, pretending that she hadn't heard anything, and continued to clumsily chase the butterfly, but her hands were slightly cold. She secretly looked in the direction of the White Lithic Goddess's bedroom, which was as peaceful and tranquil as ever.

But Xiaobai knew that beneath this tranquility, there must be an unknown undercurrent. The divine world was far from being a paradise.

A few days later, an even more disturbing detail emerged.

Inadvertently, she passed by the side hall where the goddess Baili handled affairs (Bai Li did not forbid her to move around, but only told her not to go far), and the door of the hall was ajar.

Through the crack in the door, she saw the goddess Baili standing in front of a huge map made of a light curtain, with a rare solemn expression. The map was extremely complex, dotted with stars, and seemed to include countless worlds.

Xiaobai couldn't understand the whole picture, but she saw at a glance an area on the map that was specially marked with a striking, ominous dark red light. The outline of that area faintly overlapped with the two cold words in her vague memory (ghost world, underworld).

What made her heart even more nervous was that the gaze of the goddess Baili did not stay on the war-torn area for a long time. Instead... it seemed to fall more on another corner of the map, an extremely distant place shrouded in a hazy and chaotic atmosphere.

Her fingertips inadvertently brushed across that direction, her eyes deep and unfathomable, as if she was weighing something.

Xiaobai held his breath and quietly stepped back, his heart beating violently in his chest.

How much did the goddess Baili know? Did she save him just out of mercy? The spiritual energy that silently merged into his bones, the origin that was completely blocked, and the undercurrents in the seemingly calm world of the gods were all like a huge mystery that tightly wrapped her up.

She sat by the lotus pond with her knees hugged, looking at her pale and dazed face reflected in the water, as well as the divine bones that contained the aura of ancient chaos and that even the goddess could not see through.