Chapter 91 Dream Shattered, Fragrance Fades
But in the following days, Biyao discovered something even more unsettling.
Her left index finger was gradually becoming transparent, appearing and disappearing intermittently, starting from the wound. She hurriedly took off her shoes and discovered that her previously injured toe was also showing the same phenomenon.
At first glance, it looks like it's missing toes or fingers, which is quite bizarre.
Biyao was uneasy. Had it already begun? Was this how the illusion was devouring her?
She could almost imagine that in the next few days, any part of her body that had been injured would become transparent.
Suddenly, Qin Wuyan rushed into the room and rummaged through the desk, searching for something.
Biyao instinctively hid her hands and feet, afraid that he would see them.
What are you looking for?
While searching, Qin Wuyan replied, "I'm looking for the record about the Zhuxian Ancient Sword that I read a few days ago. Biyao, have you seen it?"
Biyao said, "No! What do you want with this book? Has something happened?"
Qin Wuyan looked serious and anxious, and said, "It's Brother Qinglong and Youji. Weren't they injured by the Zhuxian Sword Formation a few days ago? Now, the places where they were injured have strangely turned transparent."
Biyao's expression changed drastically!
"What did you say? Really? Brother Qinglong and Aunt You too..."
As soon as she said it, she quickly corrected herself, saying, "How could they do this?"
However, although Qin Wuyan was in a hurry to find the book, he still keenly heard her use the word "also".
He walked over to her and, noticing her left hand was still hidden behind her back, frowned and asked, "What are you holding in your hand?"
"It's nothing!" Biyao, who was sitting on the couch, shrank back. Seeing Qin Wuyan getting closer and closer, she hurriedly said, "Don't come any closer!"
“Biyao…” Qin Wuyan stopped in his tracks. “What happened? You just said ‘Qinglong and Youji also…’”
He has always been sharp-minded and intelligent; no detail, no matter how small, can escape his eyes and ears.
Moreover, Biyao's constant attempts to hide only fueled his suspicions.
He stepped forward and swiftly grabbed her arm. Biyao had no idea he could move so fast, and before she could react, he managed to grab her left hand.
Upon seeing the "disappeared" part of her index finger, Qin Wuyan's face instantly turned extremely gloomy, much like the overcast sky before a storm.
"What exactly happened? Why are you like this too? You clearly..."
She had never been to Qingyun Sect, nor had she suffered any harm from the Zhuxian Sword Formation.
He always thought that Qinglong and Youji were injured by the Zhuxian Sword, which was why they were like this.
After a long while, he calmed down, his dark eyes fixed on Biyao, and slowly said, "Biyao, you know what's going on, don't you?"
Biyao sighed helplessly; good dreams are hard to keep, that's how it is.
She nodded and said softly, "Wu Yan, do you remember when I said I had a dream? You might not believe it, but it wasn't a dream. It was everything that really happened. And the world you're in now is a dream, a false illusion."
She briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter to him, picking out some important events that had happened in reality, but did not mention how to break the illusion.
Qin Wuyan remained silent, listening quietly as she finished speaking. He wasn't overly surprised; instead, his eyes gradually cleared, and many of his long-standing questions were finally answered.
"Don't you want to leave, Biyao?"
Qin Wuyan sighed softly, "Since this world is an illusion, what are you still doing here? Even if I die outside the illusion, you should still return to reality and live a good life..."
Biyao hadn't expected him to say that, and said tearfully, "But I can't bear to part with you, and I can't bear to part with my father, Aunt You, and Brother Qinglong..."
She wept silently. Why was the happiness she had finally found so short-lived?
Why does she keep losing the people she loves?
How could Qin Wuyan bear to part with her? But now he understands that the girl in front of him, her love for him actually stems more from the self outside the illusion.
But now, he has no those memories, and he hasn't done so much for her...
He stared at her and asked, "Tell me! How do I break the illusion?"
Biyao shook her head repeatedly: "I don't know, and I don't want to go out."
Qin Wuyan frowned and said seriously, "How can you think like that? Although I don't know what the Six-Star Reincarnation Disc will do to you, all magical artifacts and divine weapons create illusions for a purpose. Are you going to let yourself be swallowed up by this illusion? You are still alive and well, so you should get out of this illusion and seek another way to survive."
He pressed on, "Tell me, how exactly can I get you out of this illusion?"
Biyao turned her head away from him, covering her ears: "I don't know! I really don't know!"
“Biyao…”
Qin Wuyan turned her body around, forcing her to face him, and softened his tone: "How about this! Tell me in more detail what exactly the Six-Star Reincarnation Disc is? Let's check the ancient books together, maybe we can find a way to deal with it?"
He had just finished listening to what she said and knew that she was now isolated and helpless. Apart from the sword spirit of the Zhuxian Sword, the mountain demon, whose whereabouts were unknown, she had to find everything else on her own. Everything in this illusion was so beautiful that even he himself was reluctant to give it up. How could someone as sentimental as her easily give it up?
But... what's fake can't become real, and what's real can't become fake! Besides, she's already showing signs of being swallowed up by this illusion. Even though I'm extremely reluctant, I must prioritize her life!
Biyao still refused to speak, only covering her face and weeping softly.
Qin Wuyan calmed down, thought it over carefully, and then said, "Could it be... that the method to break the illusion is related to me?"
Biyao's heart skipped a beat; he was far too perceptive!
Her eyes welled up with tears, and she shook her head resolutely: "No! It has nothing to do with you! Wu Yan, don't ask anymore. I just want to enjoy a peaceful and happy time here, and leave without any regrets in the end."
But how could he escape the panic and sorrow in her eyes?
With a "whoosh," Qin Wuyan suddenly drew the Sword of Longing and held it across his neck.
Biyao was shocked and jumped up from the bed, shouting, "What are you doing? Wuyan! Put it down! Don't do anything rash!! It's not what you think!"
Qin Wuyan said quietly, "Biyao! You just said that an illusion is formed by a person's obsession. If I'm not mistaken, will the illusion be broken if I die?"
So-called obsessions are nothing more than a certain thing or a certain person. Once the thing or the person is resolved, the obsession will naturally be resolved. Originally, he was somewhat hesitant to think that she lingered here because of him, but after seeing her appearance just now and thinking about her unusual behavior after waking up, he was already seven or eight parts certain.
Actually, he was more happy than sad, after all, he had truly won her heart.
"Wu Yan!" Bi Yao cautiously approached him and advised, "Put down Zhan Xiang Si! What you're doing is useless!"
Qin Wuyan retreated step by step, gripping the sword tighter, the blade getting closer and closer to his throat.
Biyao was frantic with worry. She gritted her teeth and said, "Fine! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything! It's true! Breaking the illusion is related to you! But it's definitely not something you can break by committing suicide! Rather—"
She closed her eyes slightly, her heart aching, each word dripping with blood: "Only if I kill you with my own hands can I..."
Qin Wuyan's body stiffened.
He slowly lowered his sword, then gently placed the Sword of Longing in Biyao's hand, lifted her hand, and said in an extremely calm voice, "Then... kill me!"
He will always choose himself over others.
But between her and him, he will always choose her.
Biyao smiled, but tears welled in her eyes as she whispered, "Okay..."
She slowly raised her hand, the long sword in her hand pointing directly at Qin Wuyan's throat. With just one more step forward and a little more force, she could pierce him.
With a flick of his wrist, the sword flashed coldly. Qin Wuyan instinctively closed his eyes, feeling a spurt of blood on his face. He was mentally prepared to endure the pain, but the excruciating pain he had imagined did not occur.
He suddenly opened his eyes, only to see Biyao commit suicide by cutting her own throat with her sword.
"Biyao!!" he cried out in anguish, frantically embracing her swaying body. "Why!! Why did you do this!"
No inflammation...
Biyao wanted to call out to him one last time, but when she opened her mouth, blood gushed out continuously. Her whole body felt as if it had been pierced by swords, and the pain was excruciating.
So this is what suicide is like.
She couldn't imagine how much pain Qin Wuyan had endured when he used the Soul-Collecting Technique on her...
His words suddenly awakened her. The illusion formed by obsession is like a thread, with the person who creates the obsession at one end and the person or thing being clung to at the other end.
Therefore, there are two ways to break the illusion: either destroy it from one end or destroy it from the other.
She had already witnessed his death twice in front of her, and she couldn't bear to see it happen a third time.
The source of this obsession that created this illusion was herself.
Biyao tried her best to smile, hoping not to look too bad on her deathbed, but everything before her eyes began to violently shake, and then she disappeared in a dazzling white light.
The excruciating pain in her body seemed to disappear along with the collapse of the illusion. She stood up in a daze, her feet sinking into a soft, yielding ground, as if she were floating on clouds. Above her head, mist swirled, creating a scene reminiscent of a fairyland.
However, the colorful Ruomu flowers she had seen earlier were gone.
About five steps away from her, a huge, seven-colored lotus flower, half the height of a person, was in full bloom. Its five petals shimmered with colorful light, making it incomparably holy.
Congratulations, Biyao!
A blue figure gradually appeared in the misty fog, and its face gradually became visible under the light.
Biyao was stunned. It was actually Qingwu?
Although she had only met the woman once, the smile she left behind when she resolutely faced death to save Qinglong left a deep impression on her.
"You...you're not dead?" Biyao asked blankly.
Qingwu smiled slightly and said, "Yes, but not entirely. I repaired the Six-Star Reincarnation Disc with my dragon soul and thus became its spirit. All the illusions that followed were simply the clash between the powers of gods and demons. Biyao, you did a great job. The power of the Five Elements has now been revived because of you."
She reached out and gently cradled the seven-colored lotus flower. The lotus slowly shrank and fell into her palm.
Qingwu walked towards Biyao and handed her the lotus flower in his hand: "This immortal lotus contains the power of the five elements. It was revived because of you, so it will only recognize you as its master. You can use this power of the five elements to do many things."
With a wave of her hand, her sleeves fluttered, and three square, carved bronze mirrors, each as tall as a person, appeared in front of Biyao.
Qingwu continued to explain, "The Six-Star Reincarnation Disc is not actually a simple illusion, but rather a way to return to a period in your life that you most want to relive. The three mirrors in front of you represent the past, present, and future, respectively."
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