Chapter 38 "Either you trade your life for your life."...
"Meng Chiwan." In the thick fog, someone called her name, the voice neither too loud nor too soft, just enough to break through the mist.
Meng Chiwan narrowed her eyes slightly, and the figure in the mist became clearer.
The figure drew closer and closer.
The first thing to emerge from the mist was a faint lantern, followed by a pair of blood-stained hands. Finally, there was a face so pale it was devoid of any color.
"Wen Liansong?" Meng Chiwan asked uncertainly.
She was somewhat unsure if this was Wen Liansong, because the Wen Liansong she remembered shouldn't look so lifeless; her complexion and hands should be rosy and healthy.
The dim, yellowish light shone on Wen Liansong's skin, making it appear almost bloodless; she looked as if all the blood had been drained from her.
In an instant, Meng Chiwan confirmed that the person in front of her was undoubtedly Wen Liansong.
Previously, she had been wondering why she could smell Lin Yudong's soul aura from the tree demon, and now she had some guesses.
Could it be that only the spirit of the dead or dying can be detected by her? Is it because the Life-Giving Lamp has recognized her as its master?
"What's wrong with you?" Not knowing the situation, Meng Chiwan didn't dare to step forward rashly, and just stopped where she was and asked her.
Fortunately, Wen Liansong also stopped and did not approach any further.
"What could possibly be wrong with me?" Wen Liansong looked up, a faint smile on her face. "The ceremony is ready, what are you still doing here? If you don't hurry up, be careful..."
Her expression suddenly became enigmatic, and she swallowed her words, as if afraid of offending someone.
"A ceremony?" Meng Chiwan asked, puzzled. She looked up at Yun Xianqing.
Yun Xianqing pursed her lips and remained silent.
Then Wen Liansong spoke up, "Have you forgotten the ceremony you prepared yourself?"
She spoke in a low voice, glancing at Yun Xianqing, as if she didn't want him to hear.
"Where is Jiang Yi?" Meng Chiwan was confused by her ambiguous words. She glanced around Wen Liansong and did not see anyone else, so she asked.
If Wen Liansong still had a rational mind, she might have some reaction to hearing about Jiang Yi. If she didn't have a rational mind, she might have been able to get some clues.
“Jiang Yi is finalizing the ceremony, hurry up, everyone is waiting for you.” Wen Liansong replied quickly, her tone revealing no sign of anything amiss.
Meng Chiwan was confused, so she pretended to say, "I'm still a little groggy, my head is all foggy... What kind of ceremony is this?"
But the moment she finished speaking, Wen Liansong's eyes widened, and the lantern in her hand fell to the ground, shattering with a crack.
Wen Liansong suddenly gasped for breath, her tone sharp: "You're asleep? How could you be asleep?"
Meng Chiwan: Huh? The main point is actually sleeping?
"Come with me quickly." Wen Liansong's breathing was still not calm, and he stepped forward to pull her back. Perhaps because of the emotional turmoil, the color in her face seemed to have returned.
Meng Chiwan took two steps back, but then smelled an even stronger aura of spirits.
Suddenly, a cool shade appeared behind her, and something was standing behind her.
She turned around and saw a pair of bloodshot eyes, and her fingertips twitching as if she was about to cast a spell.
Its facial features were all blurry, but its eyes were exceptionally clear.
The spell she cast actually pierced through its body. When Meng Chiwan looked down, she realized that it had no physical form and had merged with the mist.
Fog seems to be its body.
Then, in an instant, the fog dissipated. It vanished as well, leaving behind only that one sentence.
Yongzhou City. Where is that? Meng Chiwan wondered.
Then her wrist was grabbed. Meng Chiwan's gaze traveled upwards from Wen Liansong's feet.
A water sword was wrapped around the hand that Wen Liansong held her wrist. And her feet seemed to be intangible, appearing and disappearing indistinctly.
Meng Chiwan immediately turned her head to look at Yun Xianqing.
Yun Xianqing was watching her, yet effortlessly manipulating the water sword to sever Wen Liansong's hand.
Meng Chiwan carefully broke free from Wen Liansong's hand, then grabbed Yun Xianqing: "How did Xihe become so impulsive and bloodthirsty?"
Yun Xianqing said calmly, "She won't die. She's just something without a physical form now."
"No physical form?" Meng Chiwan asked.
“If nothing unexpected happens, you and I may be the only physical beings in this city. They have no physical bodies and can be considered as spirits or spiritual beings,” Yun Xianqing explained patiently.
"What if something unexpected happens?"
"Perhaps Zhong Huai is also here." Yun Xianqing said calmly, his water sword swirling in his hand, neither retracting it nor making any further moves.
Meng Chiwan thought of Zhong Huai's hands covered in blood and suddenly felt that it was better not to see him. After all, they had agreed to go their separate ways.
"Come with me. You need to be purified before you can continue the ritual." Wen Liansong seemed unaware of the water sword's presence and spoke woodenly.
Meng Chiwan frowned: "Is it because I was asleep?"
“You are covered in filth right now.” Wen Liansong did not answer her question directly.
Meng Chiwan's strange feeling grew stronger and stronger. The thick fog around her had clearly dissipated, but the fog of doubt in her heart grew thicker and thicker.
She moved closer to Yun Xianqing and asked in her ear, "What exactly happened to her?"
Yun Xianqing turned her head to look at her, slowly sheathed her water sword, and then said, "She's dying. Do you want to save her?"
"I want to," Meng Chiwan said without hesitation.
Yun Xianqing narrowed his dark eyes slightly, and pulled out a talisman from somewhere. The talisman then ignited and began to rotate around Wen Liansong from top to bottom.
Meng Chiwan clearly saw that Wen Liansong's body began to become indistinct from the waist down, and this transparency seemed to be slowly engulfing her.
“When she becomes like this, it will be too late. I estimate she has about a day left. Jiang Yi over there is probably in the same situation,” Yun Xianqing said slowly.
"How can I save her?" Meng Chiwan asked anxiously.
“Either we trade our lives for each other.” Yun Xianqing glanced at her and saw the tension on her face. He couldn’t help but smile, blinked twice, and lowered his eyelashes slightly. He continued, “Don’t be afraid. There’s no need for that. There’s another way.”
When Meng Chiwan realized that her hand was being held, she inexplicably calmed down.
"What method?"
"Let Yongzhou City darken," Yun Xianqing said calmly, as if he had already made up his mind.
Eternal Day City. As the name suggests, it is a city where it is always daytime.
And to darken up is to welcome the night.
But they didn't have the ability to change the celestial phenomena. Meng Chiwan couldn't help but wonder how they could possibly do such a thing.
But as she opened her mouth, Yun Xianqing gently pressed her lips to her lips with her knuckles, then glanced at Wen Liansong and said, "Shh, she can hear you."
Meng Chiwan asked with her eyes: And what about you?
“She can’t hear me,” Yun Xianqing replied with a slight smile.
Meng Chiwan asked again with her eyes: Why?
Why can't Wen Liansong hear Yun Xianqing speak?
He suddenly smiled, his eyes crinkling: "When you talk to me, Chi Wan can get a little closer, just like now."
He pulled Meng Chiwan closer, and her head hung down to his neck. Her warm breath made the few strands of hair that had fallen on his collarbone flutter slightly.
"Have you been here before? You seem very familiar with this place," Meng Chiwan asked softly, her breathing slowing.
"I've been here." Yun Xianqing pursed her lips, seemingly thinking, but answered after only a moment.
He only answered with two words and nothing more, so Meng Chiwan waited a while longer. When she realized he didn't intend to continue, she thought of something and asked, "Is your memory still incomplete?"
This time, Yun Xianqing answered more slowly than before, and after thinking for a long time, she finally replied, "...Hmm."
Meng Chiwan didn't notice anything amiss. Whether her memories had fully returned was something she would only know after going through them in her mind.
After waiting for a while, Wen Liansong began to get impatient.
Wen Liansong pulled her with some force and said, "Let's go quickly. The ceremony is about to begin, and you still need to go to the purification pool, which will take some time. I'll take you there first."
Whether it was psychological or not, Meng Chiwan seemed to notice the area on her waist that was faintly visible more.
Her expression was somewhat grave. One day... would it really be just one day?
How exactly can we light up the City of Eternal Day in just one day?
She obediently followed Wen Liansong, while Yun Xianqing strolled leisurely on the other side. Her eyes belatedly began to scan her surroundings.
Something was strange here; it seemed that only where her gaze fell could she see clear entities, while everywhere else was like a chaotic mess.
Therefore, she did not realize what kind of scene was around her just now, because her gaze was only on Yun Xianqing and Wen Liansong.
"Wen Liansong, what have you been through?" she asked casually.
"Me? Haven't I been helping you set up the ceremony? Why are you asking this?" Wen Liansong asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Then how did you get separated from me?" Meng Chiwan asked again.
“You said…” Wen Liansong thought carefully, but suddenly her expression changed, “You said you needed to prepare something, and without that thing, the ceremony could not begin…”
Meng Chiwan had a bad feeling.
The next moment, Wen Liansong continued, "Where is the stuff?"
Meng Chiwan tentatively asked, "What if the ceremony can't begin..."
Meng Chiwan: "What will happen?"
“We will die. Everyone will die. So where is the thing?” Wen Liansong asked gravely. “Have you found it? The ritual is about to begin.”
She seemed to have reverted to her wooden, speechless manner, as if she were programmed to do so by some pre-defined script.
Author's Note: Just letting the plot unfold~
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