Chapter 51 A Dream of Nanke
Biyao! Biyao!
Yao'er...
One voice after another called out to her, but Biyao couldn't make out who was calling her. The voices were noisy yet real, and they sounded like they contained a variety of complex emotions, including longing, heartache, anxiety, sadness, and despair.
Was it a dream? Do the dead still dream?
Biyao was half asleep when she involuntarily opened her eyes and was surprised to find herself lying perfectly unharmed on the couch.
"I'm not dead?"
Biyao looked dazed. What was going on?
The scene of her body being pierced and her soul being torn apart by the Immortal Execution Sword still seemed to be right before her eyes, but now she was perfectly fine.
Who saved her?
"You're awake?" A woman in white pushed open the door and entered, exclaiming with delight.
Biyao rubbed her eyes, making sure she didn't recognize her, and asked, "Who are you?"
Her reaction seemed to be exactly what Xiaobai had expected. She sat down next to Biyao and smiled, "I'm Aunt Bai, Yao'er, do you still remember me?"
Biyao gently shook her head, "Aunt Bai? I remember I only have Aunt You."
"You Ji?" Xiao Bai was very surprised: "You still remember You Ji?"
Biyao said, "Of course I remember Aunt You, and Brother Qinglong. By the way, where's my father?"
Xiao Bai's smile instantly froze. What was going on? Had she regained her memories from her past life?
Qin Wuyan hadn't told her this would happen! He had only told her that he had fed her the Forget-Me-Not Gu and that she would lose her memory when she woke up, but he hadn't mentioned that she actually remembered her past life.
But Xiaobai, always calm, remained composed as she asked, "Yao'er, what do you remember? Do you know who you are?"
Biyao found her question very strange and laughed: "Of course I am Biyao, who are you?"
Xiao Bai smiled slightly, stroked her head, and said softly, "Yao'er, my name is Xiao Bai. Your mother, Xiao Chi, is my younger sister. However, I was suppressed in Fenxiang Valley before you were born, so you have never seen me."
"So you're Aunt Bai! My mom used to talk about you a lot when I was little!"
Xiao Bai nodded with satisfaction. Whether she was Bi Yao or Mu Yao, she should indeed call her Aunt Bai.
Biyao looked around, then suddenly remembered something and said, "Oh right, I remember, I blocked the Zhuxian Sword, and I didn't die? I thought I was definitely going to die!"
Xiao Bai quickly came up with an explanation, saying, "It's like this, the Hehuan Bell preserved a trace of your remnant soul, so you have been in a deep sleep. We originally planned to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to revive you, but later the righteous and demonic paths went to war again. You absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, but you still remained in a deep sleep until you suddenly woke up today."
Her tone was very sincere, and she didn't sound like she was lying at all.
Biyao was still skeptical, so she asked again, "Then where is my father? Why doesn't he come to see me?"
Xiao Bai sighed and said softly, "Yao'er, listen to me. More than ten years ago, your father was controlled by the Beast God in order to revive him. He killed many people. Later, the people from Qingyun Sect and Fenxiang Valley arrived at the Ten Thousand Mountains, and the two factions fought a great battle. Your father... he is already dead."
"What...?" Biyao's eyes widened in shock. "What did you say! My father... It's impossible! My father can't be dead! I survived being injured by the Immortal Execution Sword, how could my father be dead!"
She gripped Xiaobai's hand in disbelief, tears instantly welling in her eyes.
"Yao'er, calm down. Don't get agitated!" Xiaobai quickly hugged her to soothe her emotions.
"Biyao, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."
"I don't believe it... I want to see him alive or dead. I don't believe what you're saying. I'm going to find my father!" Biyao struggled to break free from her hand, and without a second thought, she got off the bed barefoot and walked towards the door.
Xiao Bai quickly grabbed her, saying with heartache, "Bi Yao, Yao'er, calm down!"
"Let me go! I need to find my father! I need to see my father..."
Biyao, with a sudden burst of strength, broke free. Just as she reached the door, Xiaobai grabbed her again, shouting, "Biyao! Your father is really dead! He's been dead for fifteen years!"
"Fifteen years... fifteen years..."
Biyao murmured to herself, had she really been asleep for so long? Her father, even though she always disobeyed him and caused trouble everywhere, was still the father who had always doted on her as she grew up...
Biyao collapsed to the ground, her grief, sorrow, and grief all coalescing into an uncontrollable, heart-wrenching cry: "Father..."
Overwhelmed with grief, she fainted again.
Hearing the shouts from inside, Xiao Qi, Zhang Xiaofan, and the others rushed in like arrows. Seeing that Bi Yao had fainted on the ground, they quickly helped her back to bed with Xiao Bai.
"What happened?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.
Ten days ago, he went to Fox Ridge Mountain to see Mu Yao, but unexpectedly learned that she had come to Xiaochi Town, so he followed her there. However, Mu Yao remained asleep, so he simply stayed in the town and waited for her to wake up.
Xiao Bai covered Bi Yao with the blanket and gestured for the two of them to go outside to talk.
Upon arriving at the villa, Xiaobai gathered Tang Yuan, Su Zhenzhen, Yegou, and the others who had escorted Biyao together and solemnly said, "Everyone, before you came, Qin Wuyan instructed you not to mention anything about the Tianli Divine Sect to Yao'er. However, the situation has changed now, and I must tell you that from now on, you should no longer address her as the Vice Sect Master of the Tianli Divine Sect. But you must regard her as the former Young Master of the Ghost King Sect, Biyao!"
Everyone was shocked and looked at each other in dismay.
Zhang Xiaofan was utterly shocked and rushed forward, excitedly saying, "What did you say? Qin Wuyan really was lying to me, right? She is Biyao!!"
"Zhang Xiaofan!"
Xiao Bai gave a low rebuke and said seriously, "Qin Wuyan and I kept this from you before for Biyao's own good. Whether in the past or now, you and she should have no further involvement. Besides, you are already her father's killer. If she knew about this, do you think she would still be with you?"
Zhang Xiaofan paused, lowered his head, and remained silent for a long time before asking again, "How is she now? She... she remembered everything?"
Xiao Bai shook his head and sighed, then commanded the crowd, "She is now just Bi Yao who has awakened after sleeping for over twenty years. She doesn't remember what happened in the last fifteen years. You all must keep your mouths shut and not mention anything about the past in front of her. We'll discuss everything when Qin Wuyan returns, understand?"
Tang Yuan, Su Zhenzhen, Ye Gou, Xiao Qi, and the others replied in unison, "Your subordinates obey!"
Xiao Bai gestured for the others to leave, then said to Zhang Xiaofan, "She's weak right now. Instead of standing here waiting for her like an idiot, why don't you go and make her something to eat?"
Zhang Xiaofan nodded, thinking that what she said made sense, and then walked towards the kitchen in the front yard.
In the room, Biyao woke up again. She slowly opened her eyes, which were sticky with tears, and struggled to sit up.
Xiao Bai sat by her bedside and asked softly, "Yao'er, how are you feeling now? Are you hungry? Why don't you get up and eat something?"
Biyao ignored her question and said in a hoarse voice, "My father is dead, so what about Aunt You and Brother Qinglong?"
"Sister Biyao, have some steamed buns first. Brother Xiaofan made them!"
Xiao Qi smiled and brought in a basket of steamed buns, placed them on the table, and opened the steamer lid. The steaming buns emitted an enticing aroma, making Bi Yao unconsciously feel a little hungry.
Biyao was stunned for a moment: "Xiaofan? He... is he here too?" For some reason, she only remembered Zhang Xiaofan now.
Yes, I'm here.
Zhang Xiaofan walked in and happened to see this scene. He patted the flour off his hands, came to Biyao's side, took her hand and said, "Biyao, I've been waiting for you to wake up."
Biyao gazed at him; he still possessed the handsome face she remembered, and his gaze held even more concern and love than before. Yet, for some reason, she felt a sense of unfamiliarity towards this man, and felt no joy or excitement whatsoever.
She felt something was off, so she looked away and asked Xiaobai again, "Aunt Bai, Brother Qinglong, and Aunt You?"
Xiao Bai sighed, "Bi Yao, since the failed attempt to revive the Beast God fifteen years ago, You Ji and Qinglong have both disappeared. There has been no news of them for so many years."
Biyao's tears welled up again, and she almost blurted out, "What about Qin Wuyan?"
When she came to her senses, she realized that asking this question in front of Zhang Xiaofan was really inappropriate, but for some reason, she inexplicably wanted to know about Qin Wuyan's situation. Seeing Zhang Xiaofan's stunned expression, she quickly explained, "I... I just want to know, how many of our Holy Sect members are still safe and sound?"
Zhang Xiaofan was heartbroken, but a faint smile remained on his face.
Xiao Bai continued, "Qin Wuyan... he's alright. After the Ghost King Sect and the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect were destroyed, he established a new sect and unified the Holy Sect. Now he is the sect leader of the Tianli Divine Sect."
“Tianli Divine Sect? That name sounds familiar… I think I’ve heard it before… no, I heard it in a dream…” Biyao murmured to herself, pondering it carefully, but then a severe headache struck, and fragmented images of indistinct figures floated into her mind.
What happened? Did he lose his memory again?
But she still remembered many things: her father, Brother Qinglong, Aunt You, Zhang Xiaofan, and Qin Wuyan... For some reason, after she woke up, she inexplicably started to miss Qin Wuyan.
Seeing that she had a headache, Zhang Xiaofan quickly comforted her, "Biyao, don't think about it anymore. You must be hungry. Here, look, I made your favorite steamed buns myself."
"Here! Look, I made your favorite osmanthus cake myself!"
Biyao looked at him, and suddenly a sentence popped into her mind. She was very puzzled as to how she could have such a strange memory.
She slowly took the steamed bun Zhang Xiaofan handed her, took a small bite, and found it not bad, but it tasted bland. She couldn't help but ask, "Xiaofan, did you put salt in it?"
"Huh?" Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback. He picked up a steamed bun and took a bite. He didn't think it was lacking in salt. But judging from Biyao's expression, she really didn't like it.
He could only say, "...Perhaps I didn't put in enough. Do you think it's not good? I'll make it for you again." With that, he got up to go back to the kitchen.
"No!"
Biyao stopped him: "There's no need to redo these..."
She glanced at the steamer full of buns, forced a smile, and said, "They're delicious, but I just woke up and don't have much of an appetite. I don't really want to eat buns. You don't need to do anything else."
Zhang Xiaofan's eyes dimmed, and a wave of bitterness welled up in his chest, but he still smiled at Biyao and said, "What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."
"Osmanthus cake, I want to eat osmanthus cake, can you make osmanthus cake?" Biyao looked at him expectantly.
"Osmanthus cake? ...I can make it, I'll make it for you right now! But you have to promise me you'll rest well and not push yourself."
"Um……"
Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan agreed, Biyao couldn't help but feel happy and forced herself to eat a few steamed buns.
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