Chapter 201 The Sky-Mending Success: Qingyan Approaches the Crack with a Slight Smile...
Qingyan, who was close to the crack, frowned slightly. She could feel her soul trembling constantly, as if it was trying to break free from her body.
Qingyan instinctively covered her chest, slightly hunching over, trying to stop the soul from leaving her body.
To the onlookers, this scene appeared as if Qingyan had suffered a severe blow from the crack.
“Qingyan…” Qinglan murmured worriedly.
"Where exactly is the glimmer of hope?" Old Qing glanced at Sang Zhitao and then at Qing Yan, his brows furrowed.
Sang Zhitao let out a deep breath. She felt that things hadn't reached that point yet. After thinking for a moment, she touched the jade pendant on her chest.
Do you have a solution?
The jade pendant shimmered slightly.
"What's wrong?!" a member of the Elven race suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the image in the sky.
Everyone hurriedly looked up and saw Qingyan's body slightly curled up, and a semi-transparent soul floated out from her body and slowly flew towards the crack.
But before he could even touch the crack, Qingyan's soul was knocked back.
"Failed?" Madam Luan's face was somewhat unpleasant.
"What's that?" Suddenly, someone appeared next to Qingyan.
The person looked to be a girl in her early twenties. She was wearing close-fitting clothes, had shoulder-length short hair, and a pretty face. She was floating in mid-air with her eyes closed.
Suddenly she opened her eyes, her blue pupils clearly visible to everyone.
"Ruoyin?!" Sang Zhitao exclaimed in surprise.
She never expected that Ruoyin, whom she thought hadn't been brought along, would actually appear directly in front of the giant rift.
"Is it the person you mentioned whose soul originates from the same source as Qingyan's?" Madam Luan hurriedly stepped forward and asked.
Sang Zhitao nodded: "Yes, it's her."
"Perhaps this is where the glimmer of hope lies," Elder Qing couldn't help but say.
"That would be for the best..." Madam Luan sighed silently.
The faint blue pupils in the sky glanced at Qingyan beside him, then looked at the crack in the sky.
Then she closed her eyes, and a blue halo emanated from her body. In a moment, a woman dressed in blue stepped out of her body.
Qingyan's soul seemed to be sensed and floated toward her, and then the two merged into one.
Just when everyone thought that the merged souls would fly directly to the rift and repair the heavens with their souls, just like Qingyan had done before.
Unexpectedly, after staring at the crack for a long time, the woman in green sighed silently, conjured a small green knife in her hand, and then gently made a cut on her body.
The cyan halo grew brighter and brighter, completely enveloping her before gradually dissipating after a moment.
Two figures suddenly appeared where the woman in blue was standing.
They were both dressed in blue, but one looked like Qingyan and the other looked like Ruoyin.
Like Qingyan, she nodded slightly and smiled as she floated back to Qingyan.
Then Qingyan slowly opened his eyes, smiled and nodded at the other blue-robed soul in the void, and then flew directly into the rift.
"Qingyan!!!" Qinglan's tears had already soaked her clothes, and her voice was filled with despair.
The method of mending the sky finally worked. As Qingyan's figure completely disappeared into the crack, the lightning and thunder in the sky gradually subsided, and the terrifying crack that covered the sky slowly closed.
Finally, under everyone's watchful eyes, everything returned to its former tranquility. Only the stars that fled to the northwest could prove that all of this had really happened, and was not just a dream.
“Qingyan…” Qinglan knelt on the ground, tears falling drop by drop, creating small puddles.
None of the other tribes showed any joy on their faces. Although it was good that the crisis was over and it was as they wished, what was there to celebrate about losing such a companion?
Among the stars in the northwest, some of the bolder ones are cautiously probing their way back to their original skies.
With their broken, intermittent star tails, they drifted cautiously for a few moments before, finding no further danger, they boldly drifted this way.
"Good boy, don't come back so many times. You originally belonged to the northwest." A clear voice rang out.
The disappointed crowd suddenly looked up.
Qingyan, dressed in a blue robe and with her hair piled high in an elaborate updo, stood gracefully not far away, holding the still-sleeping Ruoyin in her arms.
"Qingyan! Are you alright?!" Qinglan quickly got up from the ground and rushed to Qingyan. After carefully looking her over, she broke down in a hug.
"It's alright, but from today onwards I will withdraw from worldly affairs and sit atop the heavens to ensure my sense of fairness." Qingyan smiled, put his arm around Qinglan, and said to everyone.
Seeing her now more dignified and elegant than before, no one dared to say anything for a moment.
"This is your friend." Qingyan gently tapped Ruoyin's brow and handed her over to Sang Zhitao.
Ruoyin had just been brought to Sang Zhitao when she suddenly opened her eyes.
The original blue pupils faded and returned to the black of the Eastern people, but upon closer inspection, one could faintly see some traces of blue in these black pupils.
"Tao Tao? Where did I get here?" Ruoyin looked around curiously, then looked at everyone, and couldn't help but whisper in Sang Zhitao's ear, "Wow, they're all handsome men and beautiful women."
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but tug at her sleeve: "We can hear everything."
Ruoyin's cheeks flushed slightly. She awkwardly touched the tip of her nose before saying, "By the way, I'm here now. What do you need me to do?"
“Uh…” Sang Zhitao paused for a moment before saying, “It’s already finished.”
"Huh?" Ruoyin was a little disappointed. "That's it? I didn't feel involved at all."
"It's alright, you'll feel involved soon," Qingyan said with a smile as she walked over.
"You are the reincarnation of the consciousness of this world, so you can also cultivate the Taoist methods of this place. I wonder if you are interested?"
"Me too?!?" Ruoyin nodded excitedly. "Of course! I want to learn!"
"Then I'll teach you." Senior Sister Qinglan had composed herself and walked up to Ruoyin with a smile.
"This is Senior Sister Qinglan, who is also my teacher," Sang Zhitao quickly introduced to Ruoyin.
"Wow~ Thank you, senior sister~" Ruoyin immediately bowed deeply.
With the crisis resolved, a huge weight was lifted from everyone's hearts, and they were even more inclined to joke around with each other.
The demon and spirit races, in particular, immediately transformed into their original forms.
"Wow! A tiger! Wow! A man-eating flower!" Ruoyin circled around them several times, exclaiming in surprise.
Both races looked at her with doting eyes, and the demon race even let her ride on their backs and fly around the Cool Cave several times.
"Shouldn't we be able to open the trading portal now?" Qingyan chuckled a few times as she looked at them before turning to Sang Zhitao and asking.
Sang Zhitao snapped out of her daze and quickly summoned the jade pendant, immersing her soul within it.
The familiar white space, the familiar memories, but there are no more or fresher memories for her here, only memories taught by the consciousness of other worlds.
"It's done!" The transaction gate finally stabilized this time. Sang Zhitao greeted everyone on Earth and then handed everything over to Elder Qing and Madam Luan, planning to take Ruoyin and Qingyan to play around nearby before making any further decisions.
"By the way! What about that Outer God?" Qinglan suddenly slapped her forehead and asked.
Sang Zhitao turned to Qingyan: "You should be able to sense it, right? Does she still exist in this world? If so, just go find her and kill her!"
Qingyan shook her head: "She probably didn't come in using her true form, I can't sense her."
“Alright.” Sang Zhitao looked at Qinglan. “Senior sister, don’t be afraid. Qingyan has become a new consciousness. With her here, the other party can’t get in.”
Seeing this, Qinglan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Ruoyin suddenly raised her hand and asked curiously, "By the way, how am I going to get back later?"
“You will leave with Tao Tao. Your soul was originally born on Earth by merging with the consciousness here. Most of the soul fragments here were just stripped off and given to me. So now you are more like a new soul on Earth than a reincarnation of the consciousness of this world, only you are more talented in cultivation than the people there.”
"That's good, that's good~" Ruoyin patted her chest with lingering fear before saying with a smug look, "I'll never be afraid of being hunted down offline again."
"Tao Tao said your country is very safe. Is there anyone still chasing you?" Qing Yan asked curiously.
Ruoyin touched the tip of her nose awkwardly, looking embarrassed to answer.
Sang Zhitao, however, showed no mercy to her, jokingly saying, "She's sharp-tongued and mischievous, always causing trouble in the game. There are plenty of people in the game who want to challenge her offline."
Qingyan had heard Sang Zhitao talk about virtual games on Earth, so she understood her teasing and couldn't help but laugh, saying, "I like your personality, hahaha."
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but roll her eyes at her: "You two are from the same origin, so your personalities are naturally similar. You really are birds of a feather!"
Ruoyin and Qingyan didn't care about her teasing. They exchanged a glance, shrugged, and flew forward together with a smile.
At Qingliang Cave, Madam Luan brought Lingqing out of her sleeve-shaped spatial storage and said to Elder Qing, "What do you think is the best way to handle Lingqing?"
Looking at Ling Qing, who was radiating murderous aura, Elder Qing couldn't help but sigh: "Why bother, old realm master? If you hadn't harbored any murderous thoughts and had never been involved in killing, the position of realm master of the demon realm would naturally still be yours."
Ling Qing coughed a few times and couldn't help but retort, "I have been betrayed and framed like this before, how could I still have the heart to protect this world? Now, you can punish me as you please."
"In that case, go to the Three Realms Array Eye ten thousand years ago and use your ten thousand years of cultivation to help balance the Three Realms," Elder Qing said helplessly, shaking his head.
To maintain the balance of the three realms, the powerful beings of that time jointly established a great formation. The rulers of the three realms were responsible for maintaining the formation, and every thousand years they would take turns entering the core of the formation to supply energy to it with their own cultivation to keep it stable.
Now that two of the Three Realms Lords have died, and Elder Qing himself is seriously injured, with Ling Qing's help for ten thousand years, he can take a good rest and also cultivate a new Three Realms Lord.
Ling Qing naturally didn't want to be locked up in prison again, but she had forcibly crawled out of Demon Moon Lake, was invaded by an external god in the Demon Palace, and was injured by Sang Zhitao with her jade pendant. Now she was only barely maintaining a semblance of dignity, and how could she withstand the suppression of everyone present? She could only be forcibly sent into the array eye.
"Are you leaving in the next couple of days?" Qingyan asked suddenly as she led Sang Zhitao and Ruoyin to Jinshan and waited for them to pry open the gold.
Sang Zhitao thought for a moment: "No, I need to go somewhere before I leave."
"Hmm? Where are we going?" Qingyan asked curiously.
"Demon Moon Lake!" Sang Zhitao said as she stuffed the broken gold into her sleeve.
"What are you going there for?" Qingyan looked at her with suspicion.
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