Chapter 15: The moon no longer floats on the jade-like surface; I've changed my mind. ...
Young Mo Beili nestled in the arms of the Mo family patriarch, looking at the devastation on the streets, and asked.
"Sister, will any cultivators come?"
The head of the Mo family patted her head. "Don't be afraid, your older sister will protect you."
"Master, everything is ready."
The Mo family guards, fully equipped and ready to go, stood at the entrance of the Mo residence. She nodded very slightly and took the newly developed crossbow from the person next to her.
The time gained by sacrificing so many lives was not to await the appearance of cultivators, but to develop a weapon capable of fighting against the Ink Beasts.
Her gaze was gentle, yet forceful as she pulled away Mo Beili's hand that was tightly gripping hers.
Mo Beili staggered behind the guards and fell to the ground.
For a moment, she couldn't hear the roar of the monster. Lying on the ground, she watched helplessly as the city gate opened. The bright light stung her eyes, and she stared intently at the figure behind the gate, seeing the mountains of corpses outside.
The city gates closed again, separating the two worlds.
No one thought they would survive. An old woman helped Mo Beili up, sighed, patted her shoulder, and looked on with a blank, hopeless expression.
The sharp, piercing scraping sound came again, accompanied by the roar of the monster.
The people in the city had given up hope, and some mocked themselves, saying, "In my next life, I definitely don't want to be a mortal again."
Mo Beili's tears had dried up, and he stared numbly at the tightly closed city gate, clutching the exquisite crossbow in his arms.
She told herself that even if she died, she would take the monster with her.
Finally, the city gates were pushed open again.
Amidst the carnage and blood, a glimmer of light arrived before despair.
The girl stood at the city gate, the sunlight behind her falling on her pure white, blood-stained clothes. The sword in her hand still bore traces of the blood of a demon beast.
Like a soft-hearted and gentle deity, she knelt down in front of Mo Beili, her cold fingertips stroking her messy hair.
He said softly to her, "It's alright."
One sentence brought tears to Mo Beili's dry eyes again.
Suppressed cries echoed once more from within the city walls.
"Ah Li." A familiar voice appeared, and Mo Beili suddenly looked up and saw a person leaning against the city wall.
"Sister is back, aren't you happy to see me?" Beside her, people were helping each other walk back into the city. A gentle breeze carried the scent of life.
Mo Beili could no longer hold back, and tears welled up in her eyes.
She didn't even care about the injury on her leg, and rushed straight into the arms of the Mo family patriarch.
A gentle palm landed on her hair again, giving her a sense of belonging to her wandering heart.
Mo Beili looked at the girl in front of him and said, "Thank you for today's matter, young master."
Her gaze fell on the crossbow on the ground, and she said softly, "Thank yourselves."
She said.
"I have passed through many towns, and you are the first I have seen that are dominated by mortals, fighting against monsters to the very last moment."
Mo Beili looked at her and said, "Without you, perhaps none of us would have survived."
The girl looked at her and spoke with a light laugh.
"But I am only a mortal."
She said she never felt there was anything wrong with being an ordinary person.
The moonlight was warm and gentle, and the evening breeze stirred the veil of Fu Yunyao as she listened to Mo Beili's soft sigh.
"She is truly gentle and kind, unparalleled."
In fact, Fu Yunyao had almost no recollection of what Mo Beili had mentioned. She even suspected that Mo Beili might have mistaken the person in the wrong person.
On the contrary, Shi Yubai seemed to agree, saying, "She is indeed quite good."
Over the past ten years, even though he deliberately avoided paying attention to her news, he could still hear people praising and admiring her. Why would someone like her kill Wan Yin with her own hands?
He believed there was more to the story, and he resented her for not speaking up. He knew he would believe her if she had just told him.
Fu Yunyao sat to one side, listening to their intermittent conversation.
"You said you came to follow her, how do you plan to follow her?"
"Actually, I was thinking about this question too, but when I heard you say that this is the South China Sea, I suddenly had an idea."
Shi Yubai asked curiously, "What idea?"
"I want to give Young Master Yao a unique gift! I heard that Young Master Yao has someone very important who has gone missing in the South China Sea. If I can find him, Young Master Yao will be very happy!"
Fu Yunyao lowered her brows, unaware that she had someone who was very important to her.
Shi Yubai asked her question, "Someone very important?"
"That's right, didn't Sword Master Rang Chen say that they met when they were young and had a very good relationship?"
For a moment, Shi Yubai didn't know whether to say that the Sword Master Chen had already perished and couldn't be found, or to ask her where she got the news from, since the two of them had clearly reached the point of no return.
Seeing the doubt on his face, Mo Beili said with displeasure, "What, you don't believe me?"
Fu Yunyao picked up where she left off, "How can you be so sure they have a good relationship?"
"Isn't the sword that Young Master Yao is wearing now the same sword that Sword Master Rang Chen used to possess? Although I am not a sword cultivator, I still know that a sword cultivator's natal sword is connected to the sword master's life. If Sword Master Rang Chen really had a bad relationship with Young Master Yao, how could Sword Master Rang Chen have recognized her as his master?"
Fu Yunyao found it funny, of course, because she had the Dust-Binding Restriction on her body.
Shi Yubai asked again, "But Sword Master Chen has already perished. How are you going to find him?"
Mo Beili mysteriously raised a finger and waved it, "I can't say, but I just know he's still alive."
Her voice was so firm that Fu Yunyao couldn't help but turn her head to look at her.
To some extent, Fuyu was indeed important to her; she wanted...
He died.
Utter death.
Fu Yunyao raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Then you'd better keep up the good work!"
If he is still alive, please bring him before me, and I will personally sever the karmic entanglement between us.
A faint white hue spread across the sky, like a drop of white accidentally spilled on rice paper, quietly spreading out. The cold wind seemed to soften, blowing the hem of her dress and the veil, revealing glimpses of the girl's gentle eyebrows and eyes.
She looked at the illusory afterimage of Fu Yusheng under the dawn, his light-colored eyes filled with a smile, as if he were looking at her very seriously and gently.
Fu Yusheng, I've changed my mind. If you're still alive, I want to kill you, and I'll do it myself.
I will not be trapped in the past, and I should sever ties with those past events that belong to us.
"Hey, do you want us to take you to town?"
Shi Yubai was still a little worried about Mo Beili finishing testing the barrier alone and about to leave, so he casually asked.
The girl raised her hand and said in a light voice, "I already told you, I'm very capable."
After she said that, Shi Yubai stopped asking. He turned to look at Fu Yunyao and asked, "Are you gone?"
"Hmm." Fu Yunyao stood up, but before she could take a few steps, the girl grabbed her arm.
"Sister," Mo Beili whispered in her ear, "Take good care of yourself."
In the mortal realm today, many mortals choose to rely on cultivators in the face of the threat of magical beasts, but how can mortals truly feel at ease when facing cultivators?
She held her hand, concealing it beneath Fu Yunyao's wide sleeve, and handed her the hidden dart within her palm.
Once she made sure the other person was holding her hand firmly, she released it and took a few steps back with a smile.
I hope you will always be happy and peaceful.
May you never need this hidden blade, and may you never lose your will to fight against setbacks and difficulties. Only by possessing your own strength can you be truly safe.
Fu Yunyao stood there, stunned, watching the girl's elongated shadow in the early morning light. She waved and slowly walked away.
The outer shell of the mechanism, which pressed against her palm, seemed to still carry the gentle warmth of the young girl's body. She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, concealing the bewilderment in her eyes.
As a cultivator's ears are incredibly sharp, Shi Yubai naturally heard the words "protect yourself."
He raised an eyebrow. "Does she see you as a mortal who depends on a cultivator?"
Fu Yunyao showed him the hidden arrow in her palm.
Shi Yubai couldn't help but exclaim, "Such ingenious mechanisms and hidden weapons are probably useless against cultivators and magical beasts."
Whether it is useful or not is not important; what is important is the determination to hold onto it.
Only by having the determination to face everything without fear can one truly liberate their own heart.
Fu Yunyao felt confused. In this world, would anyone truly care about and feel sorry for someone else, or would it be a complete stranger?
"Yun Yao?"
Fu Yunyao chuckled, “Some people are really clever. They want others to be tamed. They give them food, shelter, and even promise to guarantee their safety, but they also deprive them of their own identity.”
Shi Yubai was puzzled, "In such a situation, can't we guarantee safety?"
"Is that alright?" Fu Yunyao asked back. She thought of the ten years she had been trapped in the Yaotai Forbidden Area. Even though she had broken through the forbidden area's formation, she had only been trapped in a larger living space for twelve years.
Until she stepped out of Yaotai Realm, until she... truly grasped the Rangchen Sword and suppressed the elders and disciples who wanted to trap her again, that was the first time she truly found herself again.
“He never gave them a choice. He dared not let them gain power, and He dared not let them come into contact with the outside world, because He was afraid that those who once believed in and worshipped Him might one day become the sharp blades that pierced Him.”
"So what if there's a gap in social status? So what if there's a disparity in abilities? When the other side gets a chance, even just a tiny one, do you think they won't resist? Will they give everything to rediscover themselves?"
Her voice was incredibly gentle, yet it struck Shi Yubai's heart with each gentle tap.
He knew with absolute certainty that if it were him, he would.
Fu Yunyao understood his answer, she said.
"So what if they are mortals who depend on cultivators? Perhaps one day they too will obtain the hidden arrow in my hand and rise up in rebellion. Besides, wanting to live is nothing to be ashamed of; after all, who doesn't want to live?"
Shi Yubai was stunned. He realized why she had said those things. She could hear his contempt for mortals who depended on cultivators.
She didn't refute his idea, but simply told him in a different way that she disagreed.
He looked away and sighed softly.
Fu Yunyao...you are clearly a very gentle person.
...
New barrier formations were quickly established in various towns, and the jade slip hanging from Fu Yunyao's waist flickered wildly.
Somewhat annoyed, she took the jade slip off and placed it on the table.
“Young Master.” The Third Elder’s voice came from the jade slip. “A brand new secret realm has appeared in the Heavenly Evolution Spirit Vein. The disciples of Hengyang Sect have not returned for half a month since they entered. The Sect Master of Hengyang Sect is really worried and sent a message requesting that the Young Master go there.”
Fu Yunyao rubbed her temples. "Have all the elders of the Tianyan Sect disappeared? Instead of looking for their own disciples who have gone missing, they come to beg others for help?"
The Third Elder coughed lightly. "According to the Tianyan Sect, the secret realm has a cultivation level restriction. Elders and disciples with higher cultivation levels cannot enter. The disciples who have gone missing in the secret realm are the ones with the highest cultivation talent among those who can enter."
Fu Yunyao raised her eyebrows slightly. "In secret realms with cultivation level restrictions, even those with high cultivation levels can enter by suppressing their cultivation. They are afraid that they won't be able to handle the dangers inside the secret realm after suppressing their cultivation, yet they dare to send a few disciples with low cultivation levels to take the risk?"
The Third Elder was speechless. "But, after all, the disciple is innocent."
"Elder, do you think I'm the kind of person who's willing to constantly bail out other sects?"
"Hasn't it been like this for so many years?" The Third Elder asked blankly, blurting out.
In the ten years since the seal of the Demon Realm was broken, whenever a sect encountered problems, they would habitually send a telepathic request to Yaotai Realm. Firstly, Yaotai Realm was secluded and could not threaten their sect's status in any way. Secondly, the young master of Yaotai Realm was indeed benevolent, and like the former Sword Master Rangchen, he rarely refused requests.
Fu Yunyao's expression was aloof as she cut off the transmission of sound from the jade slip.
She really hates trouble!
However, the secret realm where the Heavenly Evolution Spirit Vein appeared might be related to the Demon Realm's seal, so going there wouldn't be a bad idea.
...
Fu Yunyao finally appeared at the entrance of the Heavenly Evolution Spirit Vein Secret Realm. Looking at the people on one side of the entrance, she felt a headache coming on.
What are you doing here?
"I've been waiting for you." The red tassel on one side of the white fox mask swayed gently, particularly eye-catching. "You forgot, we're allies."
A note from the author:
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Liao Liao is a very gentle person.
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