After Nian Wanzhou died of cancer, she accidentally transmigrated into a book, becoming a little white dragon born from heaven and earth with unknown parents. In the book, she was a nobody dragon, ...
Nian Wanzhou wrote the character '天' (heaven) in Wei Wenru's palm. Wei Wenru immediately understood and stopped holding her breath, her eyes slightly red.
He hugged her.
"Be careful in everything you do, and remember to come home."
The others: No, senior sister/godmother, how could you agree? If you had persisted, Wanwan might have given up!
Wei Wenru turned to look at them: "Wanwan is right. There are some things we can't do, and we can't be a burden to her."
"What exactly happened?" Song Yan was confused. Why did Wen Ru suddenly agree, and why were their words even matching? "Wen Rou, why did you also..."
“This is indeed hard to explain. Even my memories have been erased. All we can do is try our best to understand Wanwan. Although there are many things I don’t understand either, it’s all true.” Wei Wenru’s eyes welled up with tears.
No one can help Nian Wanzhou in this matter. The only thing that can be done is to listen to what she says and let her do those things by herself.
There might be a turning point.
Song Yan lowered his head, regretting that he was too weak to help at this moment.
He didn't even have the right to know what had happened. He felt helpless and desperate, but didn't know what to do.
"Senior Brother, it's not your fault. I have too much on my shoulders and cannot reveal it to you." Nian Wanzhou made her final farewell and took out the last gift she had prepared.
"I'm leaving now. Get this done as soon as possible. This is a gift I prepared for the four of you. Work hard in your cultivation. I hope that when I come back next time, you will be at the top."
I believe my senior brothers and sisters can all do it.
Nian Wanzhou smiled warmly, and finally hugged Wei Wenru and Song Yan, shook hands with Le Xi to make peace, and said goodbye to Feng Xu.
We've set off.
After Nian Wanzhou left, the four of them looked at the gifts in their hands and felt very uneasy.
Wei Wenru's hairpin was the same style of plum blossom hairpin.
The remaining three people had all sorts of good things to help with cultivation, which showed that Nian Wanzhou had put a lot of thought and effort into preparing them.
Wei Wenru reached out her right hand and patted Song Yan's shoulder, saying softly, "We've done all we can. Don't blame Wanwan, just support her silently. In the future, when we've become strong enough, we'll know."
Be mentally prepared, Lexi and Fengxu as well. We need to become strong enough to stand beside Wanwan. We must work hard.
"Senior sister, I know. We will all find out what Wanwan is carrying in the future." Lexi nodded vigorously, clenching her fist to show that she would definitely work hard.
"Yes!" Feng Xu nodded emphatically in agreement.
What I was thinking was: If we work together, no matter how tough or difficult it gets, we can get through it!
Song Yan nodded in agreement, thinking to himself: "Wanwan, have a safe journey, and we'll meet again at the summit."
With heavy hearts, the three of them and the phoenix left the demon realm and set off again towards their sect. This experience was more profound than ever before, penetrating deep into their hearts.
......
Nian Wanzhou also embarked on her second journey of separation with an exceptionally heavy heart. This time, however, she said goodbye.
No longer will they leave without saying goodbye.
Back in the familiar green space, she didn't rush to find the waterfall, but instead found a spot to continue her cultivation.
I've absorbed too much death energy; it would be better if I could absorb some life energy instead.
However, her method of absorbing life force was not like the black mist, which directly plundered everything. She integrated herself into it, feeling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the ever-changing world, the sweet rain and dew, and the bright sunshine.
She is the source of the world's power and has no need to resort to such low-level means as plunder.
As long as she has enough mental strength and a powerful enough spiritual sense, she can blend in and absorb any energy.
The world is for her, and she is for the world.
Nian Wanzhou knew that there was a little rat following behind her, the same perverted demon lord who had told her the way, and she stubbornly followed him.
She ignored him and continued cultivating while waiting.
Finally, one night half a month later, she successfully broke through her bottleneck and reached an unprecedented peak. This level of cultivation couldn't be judged by the standards of this world; the only way to determine it was...
She is now equivalent to half of the world's origin, second only to the person who gave her power.
They have a 50% chance of winning if they directly confront the black mist.
She opened her eyes, a smile playing on her lips, clearly in a good mood.
The little mouse in the dark was restless, always wanting to get closer to her, but because the fluctuations in power were too great, he dared not approach.
He then watched from a distance.
In a flash, Nian Wanzhou disappeared.
The Demon Lord rushed over, only to find that there wasn't a trace left: "No way, she disappeared in an instant? What kind of cultivation technique did she practice? It's so powerful..."
Unseen by him, Nian Wanzhou smiled sinisterly at him and gave him a little surprise.
Instantly, a white light shone at the Demon Lord's feet, sending him flying far away.
"Aaaaah! Little White Dragon, you bastard, I'll remember you!" The Demon Lord rubbed his buttocks, which had been split in two, and roared to the sky, but he was also inexplicably quite happy inside, hehehe.
A slender woman stood before the waterfall; she passed through the curtain of water and entered another world.
The scenery here is breathtakingly beautiful, the air is pure and refreshing, and the atmosphere is full of spiritual energy.
Nian Wanzhou closed her eyes and sensed it. It was so familiar, it was that familiar feeling!
My and Nanyu's happy hometown!
In the absence of monsters, Nian Wanzhou cheered and jumped for joy, her happiness visibly evident.
Without hesitation, she walked inside. Here, one could see enormous demonic beasts and spirit beasts everywhere, each one a domineering being.
Nian Wanzhou wasn't afraid of them and walked straight past them.
There's an unwritten rule in the Clear Lake Secret Realm: you have to challenge any beast you encounter on the way, unless it's so powerful that it's fearless, in which case your life is more important.
As they passed by, a chill swept over them, causing many of the demonic beasts to shiver involuntarily.
She continued forward without pausing, entering a dense forest, and beyond that, a cold, crystal-clear pool of water.
In the woods, leaves rustled, birds sang, and occasionally the howl of wolves could be heard.
This place seems to have been forgotten; there is no noise or fighting outside, no huge monsters, only the quiet and harmonious chirping of birds.
"Nanyu, we're going home. I'm taking you home."
On the eve of the year, the protective scales on the chest of the boat slowly unfolded, revealing a crystal that glowed with blue light and was crystal clear. Sleeping peacefully was the Southern Fish.
"This place is still the same as when we left. There are no other monsters to disturb us, which is perfect for small beasts like us to live in. I still remember what you said to me when I was first hatched."
I don't know what fate brought us together here, and we've stayed together for so long.