【Ink Drunken Glass】
Mo Yuan looked at the dark sky, his sword humming.
Chu Qing lunged to the side in front of Mo Zuili, forming a hand seal. Instantly, her spiritual power expanded the small space where Mo Zuili was. In an instant, a thunderbolt struck, and when it hit Chu Qing's spiritual power, it pierced through it like hot water melting ice, hitting Chu Qing directly in the heart.
"Pfft—" Chu Qing spat out a mouthful of blood, and that mysterious feeling surged once again.
From Chu Qing's perspective, a mysterious power instantly wrapped Mo Zuili in a cocoon.
Mo Zuili struggled desperately inside the cocoon, but her spiritual power remained frozen and motionless, and the surroundings were so quiet that not a sound could be heard.
Thunder roared again.
"Nannan!" Mo Yuan drew his sword and charged, but as soon as he got close, an invisible barrier popped open, and his sword struck empty air. Instead, the barrier's recoil forced him to take three steps back.
Mo Yuan's eyes were bloodshot as Chu Qing was forcefully pushed out of this space.
Just then, a figure seemed to be pulled forward by something and crashed into something.
The barrier blocking Mo Yuan seemed to have met its nemesis, ripples spreading in the air, allowing Qi Shuyan to force her way through.
The surroundings were deathly silent. The muffled sound of Chu Qing spitting blood and Mo Yuan's roar were blocked out. Only the sound of his own heartbeat exploded in his ears, so heavy that it felt like it was going to pierce his chest.
Mo Zuili clearly realized that she was going to die.
The body was being absorbed and deconstructed, but the consciousness remained perfectly clear and unaffected.
Consciousness "saw" Qi Shuyan enter, and "saw" Qi Shuyan being entangled by that mysterious force.
Immediately afterwards, another force burst forth from Qi Shuyan's body and wrapped around his self-propelled body.
Mo Zuili's consciousness swayed in pain as she felt the touch in her body again, and a cluster of flames suddenly rose in her dantian.
This isn't something I'm controlling; it's this body.
Another consciousness entered this body, and that consciousness was controlling everything.
The Nirvana Fire flowed along the meridians, drawing in external spiritual energy to help this body break through to the Nascent Soul stage. This was done according to the method Chu Qing had given him, which involved sensing the Five Elements, to solidify the foundation during the breakthrough!
Mo Zuili knew that now was not the time to break through to the Nascent Soul stage, but when Mo Yuan took her out of the cave, she was already seriously injured.
To heal, one needs elixirs and to draw spiritual energy into the body.
During treatment, I was forced to break through my own limitations.
It wasn't that Mo Yuan's treatment operation was flawed; something was wrong with the Immortal Valley. The spiritual energy here seemed to be controlled, all rushing towards him.
What exactly happened?
A jumble of chaotic memories suddenly rushed into my consciousness, like shards of broken glass piercing my mind.
The tiny Mo Zuili was picked up by Mo Yuan, pointed to the sky, and shouted with a smile, "Father, I will become an immortal in the future."
His cultivation level mysteriously regressed, and he followed Shen Ling into Medicine King Mountain.
He followed Chu Qing to the Immortal Valley, was driven to the brink of despair, and died by self-destruction.
No, this shouldn't be the ending!
Mo Zuili screamed in her mind, but the disintegration of her body continued. Her bones felt like they were being crushed by an invisible hand, and the pain made Mo Zuili want to faint, but her body was controlled and she remained sitting upright, making hand seals.
The scene before him changed, and the crimson spiritual energy flowed like a rosy cloud, passing over the green tiles and eaves of the Mo family's mountain gate. The Azure Flame Whip hung in the palm of [Mo Zuili], and with a gentle flick, it shook the clouds, causing them to churn and shatter into countless golden dust.
【Mo Zuili】Standing on the Mo family pavilion, with countless cultivators behind her.
Time slips away like sand through our fingers, and the scene suddenly shifts.
【Mo Zuili】, dressed in a bright red robe, sat upright in the quiet room of the Mo family. Suddenly, a stream of light emanated from her seated body. The next moment, a thunderclap suddenly resounded in the sky, and the world opened up. A white jade ladder descended from the clouds. 【Mo Zuili】 rose and stepped forward, turning around to see all living beings and the myriad aspects of human life.
Turning back again, [Mo Zuili] stepped into the horizon...
This is the ending I'm most satisfied with when writing fan fiction.
She wanted the original owner's path to immortality to be witnessed by thousands and celebrated by heaven and earth, rather than ending in self-destruction as depicted in the original story.
This is the kind of ending a self-promotion should have...
Mo Zuili's consciousness jolted violently, and the pain of shattered bones surged again, only then realizing that something was wrong.
How could a scene from my own fanfiction suddenly appear at such a crucial moment?
In that scene, you could even feel the scent and the coolness of the ladder.
"Mo Zuili, you should start the hand seals now, you can't stop. The Heavenly Dao only controls this area for now, and Master has set up a foundation-strengthening array outside, we can't let it stop."
who?
Mo Zuili frowned, the pain in her body suddenly intensified, and her meridians felt like they were about to explode.
Has the consciousness of this body been taken over again?
"You've already written a better ending; don't die in the Immortal Valley again."
The voice sounded again, reminding Mo Zuili that her body was being absorbed, and that the fate she had tried so hard to rewrite was ultimately repeating the same self-inflicted ending.
Mo Zuili knew the hand seals by heart. Although she knew that she had a fire spirit root and this method could not be used, she still held onto that tiny glimmer of hope.
"I see."
Mo Zuili thought to herself.
Despite the pain, Mo Zuili raised her arm and began to perform hand seals.
"I can't die, I don't want to die..." Mo Zuili's consciousness clung to another unfamiliar consciousness, together urging the Nirvana Fire.
Following the guidance of that consciousness, Mo Zuili slowly drew in another special power, resisting the mysterious power of the Heavenly Dao while protecting her own consciousness, and drawing the five elements of spiritual energy into her body.
Since there was no spiritual root to store power, Mo Zuili used this special power to envelop the five elements and, in conjunction with the external magic array, forcibly brought them into her body.
"That's the ending you wrote; you have to watch it come true!"
These memories, which do not belong to Mo Zuili, are filled with burning emotions and intertwined with Mo Zuili's obsession with living.
Mo Zuili's fingernails dug deep into her palms, drawing blood. The power of Nirvana Fire surged through her meridians, like a red-hot iron comb repeatedly scraping across her damaged veins. Mo Zuili's fingertips, which were forming hand seals, trembled incessantly, her knuckles turning white.
The sticky, mysterious power seeped into Mo Zuili's reconstructed body, causing the five elements' power in his dantian to become chaotic.
"Master is outside helping to protect the Dharma, carefully sensing the power of the five elements and guiding them to combine with the power of Nirvana Fire. With my power here, this body will not collapse."
The voice rang out again, and this time Mo Zuili recognized it as a girl's voice.
girl……
A guess surfaced in Mo Zuili's mind, and her eyes widened instantly.
"Sister Li... please... give that power to... me..."
Qi Shuyan's voice, or rather, his divine sense transmission, exploded in Mo Zuili's mind. Before Mo Zuili could respond, her consciousness, which was sharing this body with her, had already guided the power towards Qi Shuyan.
Mo Zuili felt the pressure on this body lessen slightly.
It's a drop in the ocean, but it's better than nothing.
Mo Zuili began to concentrate on guiding the power of the five elements. The male protagonist of the novel, Shen Ling, has five spiritual roots, and the novel mentions Shen Ling's cultivation more than once.
Mo Zuili had been reading it hastily, but with the support of another consciousness, she was able to recall those fleeting words.
According to Shen Ling, this is also a common method used by cultivators with five spiritual roots.
Mo Zuili gradually became proficient at guiding the power of the five elements.
After the wood was wrapped, it obediently wrapped itself around the gold, the two opposing forces of resilience and sharpness balancing each other, and the energy within the body no longer clashed wildly.
After enduring the most painful moment, what follows is a long and repetitive process of guidance until the body is reshaped, the cultivation is solidified, and the Nascent Soul stage is broken through.
"Are you... Mo Zuili?" Mo Zuili's consciousness tentatively probed, posing a question to the other consciousness existing in this body.
There was a moment of silence in his mind, then the woman's voice, tinged with a helpless smile, said, "Yes."
Speculating is one thing, but it's still hard not to get excited when you actually confirm it.
Fortunately, in this situation, the two are only communicating through their consciousness, while their bodies are constantly being reshaped.
Otherwise, after seeing Zitui, Mo Zuili would be able to perform a 360-degree spin on the spot.
[Mo Zuili] didn't say anything more, giving Mo Zuili enough time to calm down.
After breaking free from her excited state, Mo Zuili understood many of her previous questions without needing a teacher.
Why did the "system" make no demands on Qi Shuyan, and why did it still need to save itself when it was clearly bound to Qi Shuyan?
But how exactly did this situation come about?
Communication within the sea of consciousness is extremely convenient. As soon as Mo Zuili's doubts arose, [Mo Zuili] answered her telepathically: "Now, we've turned misfortune into blessing. We no longer need to worry about the Heavenly Dao's investigation. Let me explain to you slowly."
In your original world, you died instantly in a car accident; that was your fate there. I don't believe that should be your end, so I brought your lingering soul back and gathered it together.
Because you were already in a remnant soul state at that time, if I brought you directly into this world, I would not be able to establish a karmic connection with you... or to put it more simply, I could not bind you. After you entered this world, I could not communicate with you, nor did I know how to send you back after your soul was healed.
So I approached your boyfriend, Qi Shuyan, and bound myself to him. I used him to establish contact with you, and once your soul has recovered, I will send you both back together.”
Mo Zuili keenly sensed something was amiss and asked directly, "I died in my original world and became a remnant soul. If I recover, will that be considered a resurrection?"
[Mo Zuili] let out a soft "woo..." and pondered for a while before saying, "This... to be precise, the world I sent you back to wasn't the original world, but the only difference between it and the original world is that you continue to survive; everything else is the same."
Just like the fanfiction worlds you wrote for me, I lived vividly and brightly in those worlds. I became strong, and I didn't die for my senior brother.
Mo Zuili's consciousness froze, and she suddenly felt her eyes burning.
But only for a moment, the body's eyes collapsed and began to regenerate, and Mo Zuili temporarily lost all sensation in the eye area.
[Mo Zuili] continued, "Because you've written many stories about me, and you've had others write many stories about me. A flower is a world, a leaf is a Bodhi tree, and each story is also a world. It's just that some worlds have weak power, while others, because they are well-known, generate great power."
All these powers were projected onto me, and I ascended to immortality in countless worlds.
The more energy I gain from these worlds, the more I discover. Moreover, my initial birth and the initial destiny of my world are intricately connected to you.
And so I came to know your presence.
This presence was initially faint, but gradually grew stronger. I even sensed your destiny in another world, but that destiny ultimately led you to an accidental death, which I felt was not the end for you.
Clearly, you think so too. You don't want to die, so I've come to fulfill your expectations and rewrite your destiny.
Using the power I could draw upon, I created a world with the exact same trajectory as your original world, the only difference being your destiny.
Once your soul has recovered, you can return to that world to continue your wealthy and extravagant life.
Your final act will unfold as you envision; it can be grand or mundane. But it won't leave you with a bitter end.
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