Chapter 177 I'll borrow your peacock for a bit!
Immortal Lord Yunji reacted almost immediately.
The surging inky thunderclouds in the sky, the overwhelming and unstoppable majesty of heaven that made even a celestial lord like him tremble in his soul—it was no ordinary thing!
Whether it was Heaven's will that it realized something was wrong with the puppet he had personally supported, or it finally followed the clues and accurately identified Shen Zhaozhao, the one Xie Linyuan considered his "weak point"...
Each of these issues was far beyond what he could handle on his own.
This is no longer a minor squabble among sects in the lower realms, but a game involving the rulers of the rules of the three realms!
If handled improperly, it could lead to the complete collapse of the world and eternal damnation!
In a flash, countless thoughts raced through Yunji's mind, ultimately coalescing into only one clear, yet most helpless, choice—
We must immediately, right now, "bind" Xie Linyuan's wisp of divine consciousness that secretly ran down to cause trouble and bring it back to the Nine Heavens Palace, so that he can return to his origin!
Only with Xie Linyuan in charge, with his unfathomable cultivation and control over the rules and authority, can the Heavenly Dao be truly restrained, preventing it from causing trouble in the lower realm.
Why let this love-struck distraction linger down there at some ridiculous flower festival?
It seems the festival won't even be over, and everyone might as well just hold hands and line up to be reincarnated in the underworld!
Thinking of this, Yun Ji could no longer care about anything else. He didn't even have time to explain further, and just blurted out to Shen Zhaozhao, "I'll borrow your peacock for now! It's an emergency!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure transformed into a faint, invisible ray of light and vanished without a trace.
Although Yun Wan'er was being held captive by Shen Zhaozhao and her mind was trembling, she clearly saw Yun Ji's sudden change in expression.
Although the specifics of what happened are unknown, the fact that even the aloof and sharp-tongued immortal lord changed color so much, and even left in a hurry without bothering to settle scores with her, must mean that something terrible had happened.
Her heart pounded violently at this sudden turn of events, and a glimmer of hope for survival grew wildly in her heart like a poisonous weed.
Chance!
If she could break free, and take advantage of the chaos at the scene, her master's mind being shaken, and perhaps even the attention of Grandmaster Xuanji being drawn to the strange phenomenon in the sky... she might not be without a glimmer of hope!
A fierce and resolute glint flashed in Yun Wan'er's eyes. Taking advantage of the moment when Shen Zhaozhao's gaze seemed to linger slightly in the direction Yun Ji had left, she suddenly gathered strength in her restrained wrists and unleashed the remaining spiritual power within her body, trying to break free from her restraints!
However--
The panic she had anticipated from Shen Zhaozhao did not materialize.
That slender hand did not loosen its grip at all. Instead, the moment she exerted her strength, it pressed her hand, which was about to make a move, hard against the cold, damp stone wall with an undeniable domineering force!
With a muffled thud, the back of her hand made intimate contact with the stone wall, causing Yun Wan'er's vision to go black for a moment, and she almost fainted again.
Immediately following was a languid voice, clearly mocking, close to her ear. The warm breath brushed against her earlobe, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
"Hey, where are you trying to run off to?"
Yun Wan'er suddenly turned her head and bumped into Shen Zhaozhao's almond-shaped eyes, which were so close to hers.
There was no panic, no unease, not even the slightest surprise; only a chilling calm that seemed to see through all the tricks, and a hint of undisguised mockery.
How could this be?!
Yun Wan'er's pupils contracted sharply, and the color that had just risen on her face due to Yun Ji's departure vanished completely in an instant.
How could she be so calm?
It was clear that Immortal Lord Yunji had encountered a major matter that even he found extremely difficult, which was why he left in such a hurry and lost his composure!
This means a crisis may be imminent!
Shouldn't Shen Zhaozhao be afraid?
Shouldn't we be worried?
Why is this person so fixated on me?!
"You, you let me go! Didn't you see?! Immortal Lord Yunji has left! Something terrible must have happened! And you still have the mind to bother me here?!"
Yun Wan'er almost screamed these words, trying to use this unknown crisis to disturb Shen Zhaozhao's mind, even to make her waver in the slightest!
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhaozhao raised an eyebrow, and the playful curve of her lips became even more pronounced: "Worried?"
What are you worried about?
"Have I ascended to heaven?"
"Oh, I didn't."
"Is it any of my business, a mere cultivator from the lower realm, to worry about something that even a fully ascended immortal lord would find troublesome?"
"It's not my turn."
Shen Zhaozhao answered her own question in a light tone, "Why should I worry about it? If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Why should I be here getting all worked up?"
Yun Wan'er: "???"
Yun Wan'er was almost completely dumbfounded by Shen Zhaozhao's righteous and unyielding fallacy. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.
How could anyone... how could anyone... react like this when faced with a crisis that could be annihilation?!
Shouldn't she be like me, desperately trying to figure out how to avoid danger and protect herself?!
What on earth is going on in this person's head?!
It's as if all the rules, common sense, and crises in the world are distorted by her in a way that is both unreasonable and inexplicably self-consistent!
It's impervious to oil and salt, and impervious to water and fire!
An unprecedented and real fear, like a cold, venomous snake, quietly coiled around Yun Wan'er's heart.
No matter what disadvantages she was in before, she always held a sliver of hope deep down, believing that with her status, her master's favor, or some kind of "destined" luck, she could always find a way to turn things around.
But when facing Shen Zhaozhao, all of her "weapons" that she had relied on for survival became ineffective.
Identity? The other party didn't care.
Pampering? Even the master himself is in dire need of protection.
Luck? At this moment, it only felt incredibly ironic to her.
Shen Zhaozhao is like a flawless stone, an unbreakable iron plate, making all her scheming, acting, and struggles seem ridiculous and futile.
This feeling of despair, with nowhere to turn and all avenues blocked, was something she had never truly experienced in her life.
"No...no..."
Yun Wan'er shook her head, her eyes beginning to glaze over, her rationality snapping one by one. "Let me go... let me go!"
She no longer tried to provoke or threaten with words; all that remained was the most primal desire to escape.
All her gentle image, sect rules, and the dignity of a chosen one were crushed by the instinct for survival at this moment.
She now had only one thought—to escape from Shen Zhaozhao, who filled her with immense fear and suffocation!
However, just as she was struggling violently in extreme panic—
"Clatter".
A soft yet clear cracking sound came from her chest.
The black jade stone that she had always worn close to her body, nurtured for a long time, and which had even become a kind of psychological support for her, slipped quietly from her clothes because of this chaotic and violent struggle.
The dark chalcedony gleamed with an ominous glow in the dim light.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com