Chapter 84...
The mist, like intertwined venomous snakes, drove Shi Wenzhe closer and closer. 001's voice roared in his mind: "Sensing the host's powerful killing intent, please be careful, please be careful."
A thin slit appeared silently behind Shi Wenzhe, and the white space seemed to be torn in two. One half was filled with delicate white mist, and the other half was filled with Shi Wenzhe's wild wind. The huge suction force pulled her, and Shi Wenzhe's face turned red as she bent over and struggled against that force.
Her feet gradually lifted off the ground, and she was swept up by the strong wind and flew into the air. From above, she could see the withered tree and Linglong completely. Shi Wenzhe secretly curled the corners of her mouth and revealed a sly smile.
The Yin-Yang Four Symbols Cauldron slipped from her hand and covered the top of the withered tree. In an instant, it absorbed the withered tree, which had lingered in Linglong's sea of consciousness for a thousand years without ever withering, into the cauldron, leaving only a rotten root.
Linglong suddenly turned around, her eyes blazing like a raging lone wolf, staring at Shi Wenzhe with murderous intent.
The wind stopped.
The slit closed, and she heard a sudden force pressing down on her head. With a thud, she fell into her sea of consciousness, her exit from life sealed off by her own hand.
Shi Wenzhe struggled to get up, clutching his stomach. His hair was disheveled, and his bloodshot eyes looked at Linglong with a hint of pity in them.
Linglong gritted her teeth and said, word by word, "Give it back to me."
Shi Wenzhe's knees buckled, and she sat on the ground, looking up at him like a wet puppy, and whispered her refusal: "You don't want to live anymore, I won't give it to you."
Linglong summoned Jiangxue, carried her on her back, and stepped forward towards Shi Wenzhai: "You...you're always so self-righteous."
Shi Wenzhe felt a chill run down her spine and struggled to retreat, but Linglong's spiritual pressure held her in place, preventing her from moving. She was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, her weakness exposed, revealing her smooth neck. Time seemed to drag on, and Shi Wenzhe heard Linglong walking step by step across the water, like a demon reaping heads with a scythe. She couldn't help but shudder and quietly closed her eyes.
Waiting for death was never the fate she chose.
This is Linglong's sea of consciousness, not the place a thousand years ago where gods and ghosts did not respond.
Therefore... Xiaoyao will definitely be drawn to her!
"Clang—" Just as Jiang Xue's attack was about to strike, Xiao Yao, like a thug, broke through the layers of mist, slid left and right, and came flying from the sky, releasing his spiritual power to block Shi Wenzhe.
Linglong groaned, clutching her head, her expression momentarily dazed.
Shi Wenzhe raised his eyes and gave Linglong a triumphant smile.
At that very moment, Qin Wenxue and Chang Hong flew in through the gap pierced by Xiaoyao. Their sea of consciousness became turbulent and unstable due to the intrusion of strangers. The flowing water stopped flowing, the white mist stagnated, and the tree roots made a crackling sound as they melted away.
Linglong turned around and looked back, her eyes trembling, and saw the surging white mist and the cracked tree roots.
Qin Wenxue grabbed Shi Wenzhe and shielded her behind her, her Chongming sword intent surging and spinning.
The Yin-Yang Four Symbols Cauldron trembled for a moment, then was quietly tucked into Shi Wenzhe's sleeve.
She tugged at Qin Wenxue's sleeve, her eyes crinkling into a smile, and whispered, "Don't fight him. He's just a remnant of his soul left. I still need to save him."
Qin Wenxue pursed her lips, "How do you plan to save me?"
"Well, it's a long story... Anyway, it's like this and that, but he's definitely going to survive in the end."
She kicked at the softening tree roots beneath her feet, scratched her head, and thought that carrying out this plan might be a bit difficult, after all, she was also somewhat afraid of pain…
Snap—
It was the sound of dripping water. Qin Wenxue's last memory was the image of the withered tree behind Linglong collapsing, and the Yin-Yang and Four Symbols Cauldron stirring up the wind and clouds, annihilating everything.
——
Her head ached a little, and she heard a soft groan. Her ears were ringing. She blinked and saw the familiar decor above her that almost brought tears to her eyes.
"It's a bed, hehe, it's a bed. I, Shi Wenzhe, am finally back." She sat up with a jolt, her blood surging, her vision blurring, and then she collapsed back down, her palms still aching from the cuts and lacerations from the sharp object.
It was worth it for her to purify the withered tree with her blood; the Spirit Crossing Flower's ability was truly useful. Thinking of this, she silently summoned the Yin-Yang Four Symbols Cauldron. The palm-sized bronze cauldron was extremely quiet, showing none of its previous world-destroying nature. She touched the warm cauldron and couldn't help but tap it, hearing a dull echo.
There was a point of white light in the cauldron, like a hidden wick in the center, secretive, but very reassuring.
Shi Wenzhe couldn't help but smile, staring at the ball of light, his heart pounding.
That was Zhaohua's remnant soul. She touched the cauldron again, her movements very gentle.
Everything in Peach Blossom Valley felt like a dream. She stepped out of the room and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the unchanging, dim yellow sun on the eaves. The days of anxiety were over. Qiyun Palace was still the same as before, and the flowers in Yunmeng Marsh stretched for miles again. Perhaps her abilities had become stronger, subtly influencing the plants she was taking care of.
She counted the green berries on the prickly fruit, silently wondering if she would secretly pick one to taste. She wondered if the prickly fruit would attack her with poisonous thorns, or if it would be so sour that her teeth would ache, and then Ming Shu would laugh at her, which would eventually reach Qin Wenxue's ears.
The weather was so nice that she strolled leisurely, opening countless doors, and returned to where it all began.
The courtyard was still desolate, but without the dilapidated walls, everything looked as if it had been reborn.
In the center of the courtyard, the withered tree that had once stood had transformed into a tender sapling. Shi Wenzhe walked to the outer edge of the stone enclosure and stopped. Her eyes held a faint light as she carefully took out the warm cauldron from her bosom. The white light involuntarily moved closer to the sapling, trembling as if it were about to go out. Shi Wenzhe held her breath, nervously watching the light that was about to touch her. In the blink of an eye, the sapling grew taller, sprouting branches and buds.
Everything was teeming with life.
Writing in blood—a withered tree comes back to life, and Linglong arrives to reveal the truth.
The 001 chime sounded, indicating that mission X1X1 was completed. Shi Wenzhe had one wish fulfilled and returned to Qin Wenxue's side...
Next, the story describes a festering human life, begging under a peach tree, the peach blossoms falling, and then hearing someone return to Qinwenxue's side, demanding the two principles and four symbols.
Next, the truth behind Zhao Hua's coma is revealed. Linglong confesses the origin of Jiang Xue to her clan. The war between immortals and demons ends, and the side effects of the malevolent energy gradually become apparent. Everyone in the demon race is in danger, and many more people die. The brief peace disappears, and chaos and madness sweep in. Linglong leads the demon race to kill Luo Yunsheng and lets the other evil cultivators leave. The four major sects are still handling the remaining matters. He doesn't want to fight anymore, and he's tired.
Zhao Hua, out of pity for the demon race, forcibly brought about the end...
Finally, let's write about Nanwu, and Linglong's rebirth from the ashes.
The text describes Zhaohua falling into a coma, forcibly transforming into human form, and the tree roots withering and collapsing.
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