Chapter 55

The remaining jade rain light floats like broken stars, making the dark waters hazy and mysterious.

Yan Bujian lowered his head, staring at the purple-gold token in his palm.

The body of the card is simple and the words "wind" and "thunder" are deeply engraved on it, carrying the breath of time. The surface texture is cool and delicate, but there is a faint burning heat inside.

"Wind and thunder..." He murmured softly, a deep frown appearing between his brows.

The two fish dragons before, one caused purple lightning to split the water, and the other called for torrential rain. The power of heavenly punishment is still before our eyes. The token in front of us, which is a fusion of the fragments of the two, should also have inherited their ability to control wind and thunder.

With this spiritual object, my combat power will surely be improved to a higher level.

After he lightly stroked the two words with his fingertips, the scorching power deep in the token suddenly spread along his fingertips and rushed straight to the sword bone on his back!

Yan Bujian's eyes changed——

This was not a gentle sensation, but more like two forces that refused to give in to each other, using his body as a battlefield and colliding fiercely!

The sharpness of the sword bone and the violent spiritual power contained in the token silently wrestled in his meridians, causing his fingertips to go numb and even the water around him to stagnate for a moment.

He subconsciously closed his five fingers and gripped the Wind and Thunder Order tightly. His knuckles turned slightly white from the force, and he finally managed to temporarily suppress the turmoil within him.

At this moment, his uneasiness became more and more serious.

——Why would such a divine object fly towards him on its own after the fusion?

The greater the opportunity, the more serious the cause and effect behind it.

The illusion of Kong Xianglan, the inscription of Yulong Realm, or the token in front of him... Ever since he stepped into the Yunshan Secret Realm, it seemed as if there was always an invisible hand pushing him towards a predetermined trajectory.

In an instant, a clear idea flashed through his mind -

"What is the origin of this token? Could it be the key to unlocking the next secret realm?"

At this moment, Lin Yibai's voice rang out, interrupting his turbulent thoughts. She leaned forward, her clear eyes falling on the token in his palm, with undisguised curiosity.

Yan Bujian raised his eyes, met hers, and the words on his lips froze. He wanted to speak frankly and reveal his inner suspicions, but looking at her pretty face, he hesitated. In the end, he just shook his head slowly, gripped the Wind and Thunder Token tighter in his hand, and forcibly suppressed the restlessness coming from the token. Then he said softly, "No."

He could feel the inquiry in Lin Yibai's eyes, but he was unwilling to say more.

The token was linked to the "fate" that he tried so hard to resist. If he said it out loud, it would only increase her worries.

He had long been accustomed to carrying everything on his own shoulders, especially in front of her, and was unwilling to show any sign of embarrassment in struggling in the whirlpool of fate.

Seeing his indifferent expression, Lin Yibai, though puzzled, did not question him further. In her heart, Yan Bujian was already a celestial being destined to be an immortal, so it was normal for him to know some secrets that she had never touched.

However, just as she was about to look away, she suddenly exclaimed, "What happened to Yu Yu?"

Yan Bujian suddenly snapped back to his senses. He saw that the jade-like, flowing light around them was fading at a visible rate. The once dazzling golden dots of light now faded to a grayish-white like burned-out sparks, eventually dispersing into the water, without a trace of spiritual energy left.

His heart sank, and he immediately looked inward at his Dantian - the Jade Rain spiritual power he had previously absorbed had now stagnated, like a stubborn stone, and no matter how hard he tried to stimulate it, it was difficult to refine it even a little bit.

Yan Bujian's face darkened.

really--

How could this inexplicably appearing token be an opportunity? To him, it was more like a "letter of surrender"!

Only by accepting the token can one continue to absorb the opportunity of Jade Rain; if one refuses, one will have to watch helplessly as this great fortune vanishes into thin air.

He now knew the person behind the scenes, as well as the price of accepting the token.

He must make a promise that he will use his own spirit bones as a medium to lead the return of the immortal world and become the "son of destiny" bound by fate.

At this moment, his experience in the empty mist resurfaced in his mind. At that time, he would rather die than become a puppet controlled by that will. He thought that after escaping from it, he would be able to control his own destiny.

However, ever since he entered this realm, as early as when he met the flower in the mirror again, he had a bad premonition deep in his heart.

Until this moment, the token symbolizing "fate" was lying in his palm again. The lines under his fingertips were cold and burning, as if silently mocking his struggle. He realized that he had never truly escaped from the empty mist.

——"You still have to submit to me."

The old voice seemed to ring in his ears again at this moment, and an urge to crush the token suddenly arose in his heart - however, when he caught a glimpse of the worried eyes of the girl beside him, the urge receded like a tide.

He thought of her situation.

Even as the Young Master, she never had a moment of peace in that demonic world surrounded by tigers and wolves. In the end, she was still sacrificed by her biological father, like him, the "medicine man", and was offered to the Demon Mountain.

Regardless of her previous actions, he knew that what he saw with his own eyes was the truth.

This "Lin Yibai" was different from her and everyone else she had met before.

Her heart is warm.

——As early as the moment he opened his eyes and saw her again by the deep pool, he had already made a promise in his heart: no matter what, he would protect her and leave this place safely.

But without sufficient strength, let alone protecting her, he might even be in trouble! If he destroyed the Cloud Thunder Seal at this moment, cutting off the chance of Jade Rain, the road ahead would be even more difficult and dangerous. How could he protect her?

The waves of contradictions surged against his heart. He was unwilling to be swept away by fate, but he could not sit idly by and watch her fall into danger.

The token in his palm grew hotter and hotter, as if urging him to make a decision.

He looked at Lin Yibai's eyes, which were now filled with worry, and a hint of complexity flashed across his eyes.

Lin Yibai keenly noticed that Yan Bujian's gaze lingered on her for a moment. Although it was only a moment, it was enough for her to capture the look in his eyes: complex and difficult to discern, a mixture of fiery determination and deep struggle.

Her heart tightened for no reason.

Why did he look at her like this? Could it be that her existence was the reason why Yu Yu became like this?

While she was in a state of confusion, Yan Bujian took a deep breath and actually made a decision -

He suddenly raised his hand and pressed the Wind and Thunder Order heavily against his forehead!

The moment the two touched, Ling's body trembled violently, emitting bursts of humming sounds. Then, a pillar of purple-gold light, like a volcano suppressed for thousands of years, suddenly erupted from Ling's body!

The light was so condensed that it was almost liquid, like a rushing river bursting its banks. The moment it left the token, it transformed into countless lifelike electric snakes, carrying an ancient and violent aura, rushing to drill into Yan Bujian's eyebrows!

Every time an electric snake entered, Yan Bujian's body trembled slightly. Beneath his skin, a faint stream of purple-gold light could be seen rapidly surging, rushing along his meridians, and finally crashing into his spine.

The clash between the two forces of the token and the sword bone was no longer a silent struggle, but at this moment a dull thunder erupted, rumbling, and even the surrounding waters shook!

His dark hair, suddenly lifted by an invisible force, danced wildly in the water. His eyes, always as cold and deep as an ancient well, were now a pure purple-gold. Neither the whites nor the pupils were visible, leaving only two majestic, cold rays of light, like a deity perched high in the heavens, surveying the waters before him.

The next moment——

The overwhelming pressure centered on him, spreading out layer by layer like a real shock wave!

The silt that had been dormant at the bottom of the water for thousands of years was suddenly stirred up and turned into turbid smoke and dust; the scattered ruins of the palace were instantly turned into dust under this force.

Seeing this, Lin Yibai immediately swam outward, but she was still affected by the impact. The moment the wave hit her, she felt her breath stagnate, as if an invisible hand was strangling her throat.

The waves carried not only immense power but also a spiritual pressure that instilled in her a deep sense of dread, a desire to bow down before them. The bright light was still blinding, and she was forced to close her eyes, biting her lower lip tightly, forcing herself to stand firm. The Shuyue Sword lay before her, emitting a faint, clear light, attempting to resist the despairing pressure.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe just a moment, maybe a long era.

The heart-pounding fluctuations finally began to subside, slowly receding like the tide. The dancing lightning snakes in the water gradually dissipated, and the dazzling purple-gold light gradually retreated and disappeared.

The powerful pressure covering the entire water area was no longer so aggressive, but turned into a deep and inherent sense of oppression, lingering around Yan Bujian.

Lin Yibai tried, opening his eyes tremblingly.

The young man remained suspended in place, his wildly dancing black hair slowly falling as he regained his composure. The terrifying, pure purple-gold hue in his eyes also faded at this moment, but his dark pupils seemed even deeper than before, and occasionally a faint trace of purple lightning would flash through them, so fast that it could be mistaken for an illusion.

The glare that had once surrounded him had dissipated, but the jade-like auras around him not only shone with golden light once more, but also, as if summoned by some kind of summons, lingered around him even more actively than before. Yan Bujian was nestled in the golden rain of light, like a moon surrounded by stars. Dots of golden light fell on his slightly pale face, outlining his handsome features but also highlighting a hint of fatigue between his brows.

He turned to look at her, his lips curled into a soothing arc, his voice a little hoarse, but deliberately gentle: "It's okay." After he finished speaking, he paused, his eyes sweeping over the chaotic water around them that had not yet completely calmed down, and whispered to her, "Help me continue to protect the law."

Lin Yibai nodded in a daze.

She watched as Yan Bujian slowly sat cross-legged, forming hand seals as his aura gradually stabilized. The golden jade rain of spiritual light seemed to have found its home, flowing into his body more gently and swiftly than before, repairing his meridians that might have been damaged by the forced fusion and replenishing his depleted spiritual energy.

But in that seemingly calm back, there is now a sense of loneliness after taking a gamble.

Lin Yibai's heart did not calm down because of his comfort. Instead, it felt like it was immersed in ice water in the coldest days of winter. The coldness spread through his limbs and bones, and even his fingertips felt cold and stiff.

Her grip on the Shuyue Sword tightened unconsciously. The slender, soft sword swayed gently in the water, but it couldn't shake off the growing uneasiness in her heart.

The silence underwater was filled with the subtle sound of flowing rain, but her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

——The look Yan had just given her was still deeply imprinted in her mind, making her feel terrified.

She was extremely afraid that the unintentional flapping of her "butterfly" wings would cause Yan Bujian's fate to completely deviate from the right track; she was even more afraid that one day, he would fall into a more dangerous situation because of his choice today.

What is even more frightening is that she still has no idea what she has interfered with and how to make up for it!

Thinking of this, she gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, took a deep breath, and made a decision in her heart -

Now, the doomed death of "Lin Yibai" has quietly passed. From now on, every moment will be a new chapter for her, and she no longer needs to worry about any warnings.

But the trajectories of the characters in the book, especially the fate of Yan Bujian, must not be deviated in the slightest because of her unexpected wind.

——She must see with her own eyes him crush Lingxiao, stand on the top of the thousand-foot cloud, and achieve the Dao Master that no one in this world can reach.