Chapter 102: Guixu Seven Ascensions to Heaven
Ji Lingche felt a chill in his palm as a silver dagger was stuffed into his hand.
She dodged like a snake or scorpion, and swung her hand violently, trying to throw the dagger away.
But her hand was actually held down, and a chill came over her, and she couldn't help but pause.
Qu Wuji's cold hand covered the back of her hand and slowly tightened, allowing her to hold the dagger.
He choked on blood and kept coughing, so she had no choice but to hold his head and help him up slightly.
Qu Wu Ji opened his eyes and looked at the vast night sky. Thunder kept exploding, as if it was about to strike down at any time.
Lightning flashed continuously, illuminating people.
His tears dried up and he could cry no more.
He just whispered: "Alan, look, this is the thunder tribulation of ascension."
Ji Lingche was trembling all over. She said, "I will not become an immortal."
"I'll take you away now."
Isn’t it just that one fails to pass the tribulation and loses the immortal status forever?
It's no big deal.
Her warm tears fell on his face, and she only said: "Hold on, I will definitely be able to take you..."
"Alan." He interrupted her, held her hand, pointed the dagger at his heart, and said, "Kill me."
"Only when I die, the Demon Lord will die..."
"Alan, don't cry." He whispered, "It hurts my heart when you do this."
She raised her hand and wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand, but the tears kept falling like broken beads.
Qu Wu Ji looked at her, tears rolling down his eyes again.
He was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe. He could only murmur, "Alan..."
He held her hand, swallowed the blood that was stuck in his throat, and said, "You know, after ascending to heaven and passing through the gate of heaven, you will forget everything you experienced in the mortal world."
"Stab this dagger into my heart, and everything will be over..."
it's all over.
From now on, dust returns to dust, ashes return to ashes.
Immortals are still immortals, only the souls of the dead wander in the three realms.
Ji Lingche shook his head violently and said, "I don't want to—"
He pursed his lips and said like coaxing a child: "Be obedient, Alan..."
Suddenly, the dagger in her hand sank suddenly, and it didn't go in halfway, almost cutting his heart.
She was startled and tried to pull her hand away, but he held it tightly.
Qu Wu Ji poured the last bit of spiritual power in his body into his hands, pressing the dagger against his heart, and she was unable to break free for a moment.
She cried and said, "Don't do this..."
Thunder rumbled in the sky, as if it was going to fall on their heads, and the sky couldn't be any lower.
Qu Wuji's breath was so weak, his voice so low that it was almost inaudible: "Alan, I..."
I really love you.
Even if you come here to kill me, I will still love you.
But he didn't say this out loud.
The golden contracts on the wrists of the two men began to glow with golden light and flicker.
She now finally understood why Qu Wuji could become her Taoist partner—
Because he was her love tribulation.
As he said, "They are the companions recognized by Heaven."
A Taoist companion recognized by the Way of Heaven.
What a heavenly way, determined...
Her hands were stained with blood and kept slipping, and the dagger in her hand slid down uncontrollably.
Her head was buzzing and she had a splitting headache. Suddenly, countless memories flooded into her mind like a tide.
The feeling of a revolving lantern reappeared again.
Only this time, she saw those memories clearly.
She finally saw the past clearly...
It turns out that she is really a fairy in heaven.
When she came back to her senses from the pain, the dagger in her hand had already completely sunk into the man's chest.
A flash of lightning passed by, illuminating the person in her arms who was gradually becoming cold.
Before the heavy rain fell, a bolt of lightning struck instantly!
The thunder from the sky struck directly at the two of them and landed right on her head. Ji Lingche felt as if her body was torn apart in an instant, leaving nothing behind.
Then, a soul floated up and went straight upwards.
Straight to Tianmen.
Her tears dried up, and all the pain turned into rage, almost burning her to death.
Her head was buzzing, and her divine power had not yet fully returned, but she had only one thought -
She wanted every inch of the palace in heaven to be stained with blood.
…
The majestic Tianmen, the magnificent sky, the capital of white jade.
The sword dragged on the ground.
A tall figure, covered in blood, climbed up the ladder step by step.
The blood on the tip of the sword left a winding trail on the porcelain white ground.
She finally remembered who she was.
"Under the Seibu Temple."
"You're back, congratulations."
A cold voice echoed in her sea of consciousness.
She didn't stop, without any expression, and just said, "Wait for me."
The voice smiled lightly and then disappeared without a sound.
Originally, Tianmen was bustling with immortals coming and going.
If a mortal were to ascend to heaven, or a god were to return after overcoming a tribulation, that would be even more extraordinary.
Needless to say, the ceremonial procession was extensive, with all the gods who came to witness the Dao standing at the Heavenly Gate, waiting for the person who would ascend the Heavenly Ladder.
But now, Tianmen is empty and the entire Baiyujing looks like an empty palace.
The gods seemed to know what kind of person was coming back from the tribulation today, and they had been avoiding him for a long time.
She stepped up step by step.
The Crow Feather Sword ascended with her. As the natal sword of the God of War, the sword spirit was also enlightened. The whole sword burst out with a strong spiritual pressure and flowed with brilliance. Just holding it in the sheath was enough to change the color of the mountains and rivers.
Now the long sword is unsheathed and points to the ground.
She held the sword in one hand and stood in front of the Heavenly Gate, expressionless.
She is waiting for someone.
I don’t know how long it took, but sure enough, footsteps were heard again.
I saw someone walking up the ladder, one foot deep and one foot shallow, as if he was seriously injured.
Before passing through the gate of heaven, the mortals who ascend to heaven are still mortals without enlightenment. They will carry the injuries they suffered in the human world and retain their mortal appearance.
Therefore, even if one is qualified to ascend, only a handful of people can complete the entire ladder.
The man was covered in blood, exhausted, and gasping for breath. He looked up at the gate of heaven. The road to becoming an immortal was right before his eyes.
But before that person could feel any excitement, he suddenly stopped.
I saw a figure standing on the Tianmen.
The thin figure stood with his back to the light, and the divine light on his body was hazy, making it impossible to open one's eyes, but it definitely made one's scalp tingle.
The person climbing the ladder stood still, suddenly began to tremble, and almost rolled down the ladder.
"Yin Su." The light and shadow above suddenly spoke.
Yin Su stood there in a daze, unable to say anything.
She sacrificed her humanity's destiny in exchange for the opportunity to ascend the ladder to heaven, but now what stood before her was—
The immortal in front of the Heavenly Gate lowered his eyes, looking at her as if she were an ant, and simply said, "Do you have any last words?"
Yin Su looked up at the celestial being and murmured, "God, God..."
She is still a mortal and cannot see the celestial beings in front of the gate of heaven clearly.
But a sense of dread rose from the depths of her heart. She felt something was wrong and instantly cast aside her obsession with becoming an immortal. After a moment's hesitation, she quickly turned around and tried to run downstairs! But she hadn't taken more than two steps when she suddenly stopped and couldn't move a step. Her whole body was in excruciating pain, as if all her spiritual veins had burst in an instant. The veins on her forehead bulged out, and she couldn't help but scream.
The immortal on the ladder didn't move at all.
Yin Su shuddered all over. A voice resounded through her mind, a tone she was extremely familiar with: "Do you think that just because you saw the ladder to heaven, you can ascend?"
The voice of the god was desolate, pouring down from the gate of heaven.
"Do you think you can cross the Heaven's Gate by stepping on the corpses of the common people?"
Yin Su felt severe pain all over his body, his eyes were bloodshot, and two lines of blood slowly flowed from his eyes.
She looked up blankly. She couldn't see the appearance of the celestial being, but she could see the long sword clearly.
Crow Feather...!
Yin Su's eyes seemed to be glued to the sword, unable to move an inch. She didn't dare to believe it, didn't want to believe it, couldn't believe it—
She would rather she had never climbed the ladder to heaven than see this sword in front of the gate of heaven.
Yin Su's breathing became difficult, blood surged from her chest, and the blood rushed to her throat. She coughed violently and murmured, "Why..."
The magic sword was slowly lifted up, and her pupils shrank continuously due to the light from the sword.
The voice of that person echoed in her sea of consciousness, shocking her so much that she bled from all seven orifices.
"The Tao is ruthless." The god sneered.
"But if one has lost their humanity, they are not worthy of being gods."
The Tao is ruthless, Yin Su firmly believes this.
Heaven is cruel and treats all things as straw dogs. So what if I kill all mortals in exchange for luck?
If she doesn't become an immortal, who will?
Yin Su never felt that he had done anything wrong, until now.
She had gone from being a girl from an aristocratic family who was often bullied to now climbing the ladder to heaven step by step. She just wanted to ascend, so what was wrong with that?!
The god's long sword made her dizzy and her body shook constantly. She was almost knocked down by the spiritual pressure several times.
Yin Su knew that the sword light was about to fall on her head. She closed her eyes, finally suppressing the blood in her throat. Slowly, she raised the corners of her mouth, and then, as if she had figured something out, she laughed even louder and said, "So what?!"
"I have no regrets."
She opened her arms, and the wind from the heavenly steps blew down, and she fluttered like a broken leaf.
She smiled and whispered, "Am I still no match for you..."
Before the god's sword fell, the woman on the ladder suddenly fell backwards and fell straight down!
Then, there was a crash. She rolled all the way down, leaving a long trail of blood on the ladder, falling step by step until her body was shattered and she rolled into the thunder array, where she was struck and destroyed.
The god standing in front of the Heavenly Gate lowered his gaze and watched the man fall straight from Heaven to Earth. His soul was shattered by the thunderbolt and he would never be reborn.
The god slowly put down the sword in his hand.
She remained expressionless. After a long moment, she slowly raised her hand and gently touched her heart.
She just felt her heart throbbing with pain.
This was the first time in tens of millions of years that this body of the Supreme God felt heartache.
She was transformed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As a martial god, she guarded the human world and floated in the heaven for thousands of years without any ruthlessness or desire.
But now, this is the first time she has human emotions.
She frowned, her head began to ache, and she murmured, "My name is..."
The god seemed to remember something, and the memory that had gradually faded after he climbed the ladder to heaven became clear again.
She felt a sharp pain in her chest, and in the silence, she could hear her heart pounding.
The god actually recovered the memory that was forcibly erased by the Heavenly Dao. He endured the severe pain and slowly said, "My name is Ji Lingche."
She repeated once more: "My name is Ji Lingche."
"I am not His Majesty the God of Seibu, I am..."
"North Water Viewing."
Ji Lingche couldn't help but sway, and he used his sword to support himself on the ground before he could stand firm.
A name echoed in her mind, and just thinking about it made her heart break.
She frowned, her internal organs aching as if they were being gouged out.
For some reason, she was unwilling to give up that memory and began to force herself to recall the man's appearance bit by bit, until she suddenly vomited blood and could not help but half-kneel on the ground.
A crystal teardrop fell to the ground with a plop.
She was stunned for a moment, raised her hand and took a sip, it was icy cold.
Do gods also shed tears...
"Qu..." she murmured.
Her brows knitted together, her hands clenched tightly, and she said, "Qu Wuji."
She gasped for breath, tears streaming down her face. Finally, she remembered something. After a long pause, she lowered her head and whispered, "Why did you abandon me..."
"Why……"
After an unknown amount of time, she slowly stood up and dragged her sword across the ground, making a sound.
She was consumed by rage and wanted nothing more than to kill.
It’s a pity that all the gods in the heaven are gone now, and she doesn’t even have anyone to slaughter.
She stood at the gate of heaven, looking down into the distance. The world was a scene of purgatory.
Although the Demon Lord was dead, the demons were not completely eliminated. The entrance to the abyss was already half open, and the demons were ravaging everywhere, blood and flesh flying everywhere. Lava rolled out from the abyss, with a temperature that could instantly vaporize mortals, rushing everywhere...
Ji Lingche gripped the hilt of the sword, tightening it inch by inch.
At this moment, she saw a huge green dragon passing through the sky, like a giant python, tumbling in the clouds.
The voice in her sea of consciousness rang out again: "Your Highness Xiwu, the Emperor invites you—"
…
Yin Su's body fell from the steps of heaven, and a white shadow stopped there.
The man stopped climbing the ladder, turned slightly sideways, let her body brush past his feet, and continued to roll down.
The white shadow turned around, looked upwards, then walked through the thunder formation with his hands behind his back, and slowly walked towards the Heavenly Gate.
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