Chapter 297
On this day, the Wanji Buddhist Cave was in ruins, but Wei Jue stood in front of Ying Ning, his clear voice unmistakable by the yellow sand, and he reached out his hand to her.
"I'll take you away."
“Let’s make a vow.” Holding the blood sword, Ying Ning tilted her head and smiled at him, just like in the dream.
Wei Jue's eyes narrowed, and then he heard her speak:
"I will not leave."
"Why?" he asked, puzzled.
Jiu Ying's current strength breaking through the temple's barrier indicates that he has recovered most of his power. She is currently at the half-step divine realm, and has little chance of defeating him.
"Because all three divine artifacts are within my body, you should know that the power of the divine artifacts can suppress him."
To Jue's surprise, Yingning had guessed to such an extent.
After Bai Xie discovered the existence of the Void Body, he began searching for the divine artifacts scattered throughout the Four Realms, hoping to one day reopen the ruins of the God Realm.
The world believed that the divine realm had fallen.
Little did they know that the ruins of the divine realm still existed somewhere within these six realms.
Wei Jue remained silent, lost in thought. He nodded.
"That's fine too."
That's fine.
Wei Jue stood beside Ying Ning, his divine power condensing into an array that could blur Jiu Ying's vision the moment he broke out of the underground palace.
The magic circle descended.
Wei Jue didn't speak, but just quietly watched her.
This was their first encounter, and he felt like a heavy stone, wanting to say something but unable to open his mouth.
"you...."
"How did you enter my dream?" He thought for a long time before finally asking the question.
“With an ethereal body, one can enter other people’s dreams.” Ying Ning wiped the blood from her cheek and casually made up a reason.
After pondering for a moment, Wei Jue asked again:
"Have you ever appeared in someone else's dream?"
The once renowned God of War in the divine realm, when he uttered those words, his thoughts were like floating threads, as if a gust of wind could completely disrupt them.
That gust of wind was named Yingning.
"It's not too late yet."
"If I can get out of here alive, I might give it a try." Yingning sensed the presence of the person beside her, who seemed somewhat stiff. Her golden eyes gazed at every detail in the temple.
He didn't say anything more.
"I entered your dream, why don't you blame me?"
Wei Jue lowered his cold, stern eyes, but the words he spoke carried a subtle, unspoken stiffness:
"You should know that Bai Xie attempted to use a void body to contain a divine artifact."
"Even if I have wronged you, how could I blame you?"
Wei Jue did not show any displeasure; he simply savored the moment of peace.
This is the only peace and joy he has found over millions of years.
It's all just a dream; if she doesn't want to take it seriously, I can't force her.
There seemed to be a faint tremor in the underground palace of the temple.
"Then why did you come to the Immortal Realm?" This time, it was Wei Jue who asked. He knew that she had left the Human Realm and had not returned to the Underworld.
But I never expected to sense her presence in the Wanji Buddha Cave.
"Perhaps it is the will of Heaven."
"Since it allowed me to come, I came."
Yingning leaned against a long pillar in the temple, the crimson flower blooming in full glory around her eyes. When she lowered her gaze, it was inevitable that someone would want to touch her cheek.
The decision was made in the blink of an eye, but before he knew it, his fingertips had already touched the other person's cheek.
"I..."
He shyly tried to withdraw his hand.
The underground palace seemed to have been turned upside down by a rampaging force, and the cracked ground resembled a rift valley, swallowing the two of them directly underground.
His body fell.
"Cough cough cough." Ying Ning brushed away a lot of dust, and was about to call out Wei Jue's name in the darkness, but unexpectedly a large hand covered her lips.
The man's back pressed against hers, shielding her from all the pain.
Do not make a sound.
A divine thought appeared in Ying Ning's mind.
With a gentle wave of divine power, Jue caused some entities in the darkness that seemed to be making sounds to fall into a deep sleep once again.
He also set up a barrier to prevent them from being awakened by the unusual movements of Jiuying.
Perhaps he was using too much force, making the person on top of him a little uncomfortable, so she gently licked his palm with her soft tongue and kicked him with her right leg.
The dampness in my palm caused the surrounding air to freeze for a moment.
In his dream, he used the dragon's tail to tear open the other's right leg, and that scene seemed to be playing out again. To hide the restlessness in his eyes, his voice was fervent.
"We've fallen into the nest of strange beasts in the underground palace. We just woke them up, so it'll take some effort."
After he withdrew his hand, he was in a daze, and his palm was still warm.
What are they?
“The two mythical beasts that were once placed in the temple have multiplied so much over the years,” Wei Jue explained.
He conjured a divine light with a magic spell.
Under the divine light, Ying Ning's face could be clearly seen.
You can also see a bunch of sleeping beasts.
“They’re dreaming,” she suddenly said.
"Yes, it was a very, very good dream," Wei Jue said inexplicably.
The two were in the very center of the nest, and wherever the divine light shone, all they could see were the cubs of strange beasts, who were sleeping peacefully beside their parents.
Just like every single day for millions of years.
Wei Jue touched Ying Ning's hand, then gently took it in his hand:
"These two strange beasts are a kind of companion beast in the divine realm. They are quite devoted to each other. If one dies, the other will not live for more than three days."
He led Yingning, and the two walked through the herd of beasts.
"What about the Chilong clan?"
Since Jue did not turn around, he could not see Ying Ning's expression.
The two stepped on a strange spiritual herb, neither paying any attention, until the incantation's voice rang out:
"Only one Chilong can be born every thousand years."
"I don't know either."
"So that's how it is. If there's only one, it seems you can interact with other races..." Before Ying Ning could finish speaking, she felt Wei Jue's large hand again, which covered her mouth once more.
Jue realized what she wanted to say.
His face immediately turned red.
As Wei Jue covered Ying Ning's mouth, he suddenly smelled a strange fragrance. Before he could react, he felt a loss of strength and dizziness.
He almost collapsed, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw the patch of spiritual herbs that had been trampled by the two of them.
It turns out to be...
Love Grass.
No wonder these two strange beasts produced such a cub.
As he channeled his divine power to forcefully suppress the strange sensations on his body and the burning sensation in his blood, his breathing became rapid, and the emotions deep within his heart surged like a tide.
“A-Ning.”
He called out, his voice lingering.
Wei Jue naturally felt the intense heat emanating from the other person, so he could only force himself to carry Ying Ning away from the nest, until the two of them left the underground palace again and returned to the temple.
The affection in his eyes remained unstoppable.
Looking at the blush on Ying Ning's cheeks, Wei Jue's eyes were unfocused, as if she didn't know what she wanted. She just tugged at his sleeve to keep him from going too far away.
He immediately used his divine power to remove the scent of the love grass from her body.
Inside the temple, the only sound was the two of them breathing.
As Wei Jue was clearing away the scent of the love grass, he noticed Ying Ning's lips move slightly, as if she were uncomfortable. He lowered his head to listen:
"For the final decision..."
He smiled.
His cold and handsome face softened considerably.
"Ah Ning, I'm here."
“A-Ning.”
He called out again and again for the secret:
“A-Ning.”
......
Before the underground palace barrier was completely torn apart by the five-headed serpent, he wiped away all the traces of love grass from her body, and as he waited for her to wake up, he slowly said:
“A-Ning.”
Even without dreams, even without Little Grass.
The scent of the love grass had faded, but the emotion in Wei Jue's eyes hadn't disappeared again. This time, however, it carried a hint of desperation and a willingness to die.
"Bai Xie is a wisp of my evil soul, and he loves you."
"Me too."
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A deep, dark abyss.
A pure white soul seemed to be wandering aimlessly, with no idea where it would end.
He paused from time to time, occasionally reminiscing...
who is he?
What is he going to do?
Where is he going?
Every time his soul thought about these questions, he felt like his head was about to explode.
Until he swam to a pool and curiously looked at his reflection, he discovered that the reflection was of a man wearing a snow-white robe.
He lay on the surface of the water to look.
The image changes again in the reflection.
It was a grand hall that felt very familiar to him, and he seemed to be sitting in the main seat, hearing sighs all around him.
"The entire Phoenix Clan perished on the battlefield. What should be done with this little princess of the Phoenix Clan?"
"The demon realm is not peaceful either, so it would be better to let her stay in the immortal realm."
"That's one way to do it."
......
He looked at the little girl in red, whose round face had a pair of delicate phoenix eyes.
After noticing his gaze, Xiao Fengying raised her mouth. She couldn't understand what the people around her were saying, but she felt that everyone seemed to be looking at her with strange eyes.
Only the person in the hall had clear eyes, so she gave him a smile.
The surrounding noise had not yet dissipated.
“But this little princess of the Phoenix Clan is currently weak. If she were to get into trouble with someone, it would be a case of good intentions gone wrong,” someone said.
"yes."
"Elder Song is absolutely right."
"We need to find her a good place."
...
The elders of the various sects pushed the matter around, and not a single one of them agreed to it.
Until the person in the main seat, a clear, cold voice descended:
"Enter the Sword Sect."
"Would you be willing to become my disciple?"
Everyone was speechless.
He looked at her, saw the bewildered little phoenix in the hall nod, and smiled at him:
“Ah Ning, I’m willing.”
......
The snow-white soul continued reading.
He saw himself leading the little bundle of joy to a palace, and amidst the other's puzzled gaze, he whispered:
"From now on, you will live here."
Unexpectedly, the little dumpling arrived the next day with dark circles under her eyes.
"What happened?" He looked at the little dumpling's face, which seemed to show signs of fatigue.
"Master, A-Ning didn't sleep well."
The little dumpling rubbed its eyes again.
“In our old home, there were big trees planted by my mother and father. Maybe Aning isn’t used to it now.” She looked tired, and Li Ziqing could tell that she really didn’t have the energy to study.
He pondered for a moment, then handed her over to his third disciple.
"Teach her the mental cultivation method for the next two days. I have other matters to attend to."
He went to the place where the phoenix clan lived and moved a phoenix tree.
When Xiao Feng Yingning saw the phoenix tree, she seemed extremely happy, circling around it many times and repeatedly chanting:
"Master is the best."
"Ah Ning thinks that Master is the best in the world."
At that moment, a soft spot in his heart seemed to be touched.
"Master, what should this palace be called?"
He patted her little head:
"Let's call it Qiwu Palace."
The phoenix perches on the parasol tree; this is her final resting place.
The scene on the water changed scene by scene. Several hundred years is neither a long nor a short time in the Sword Sect.
And that snow-white soul quietly watched as that little dumpling gradually grew into a striking and radiant figure, with a touch of shimmering beauty.
The soul seemed to smile softly.
......
Pool water.
“Ah Ning, your mind is unstable, even your movements are disordered.” The aloof man standing on high pointed out Feng Yingning’s shortcomings.
"Master, you're back!"
The girl's phoenix eyes smiled, and the karmic fire mark on her forehead burned brightly.
"Um."
"Is the Southern Wilderness far?" The girl was still like she was when she was a child, always wanting to run around him.
"fine."
"I wish I could travel through the Six Realms too." She rested her chin on her hand, her face full of longing.
“Your cultivation is still shallow; you cannot go yet.” He stretched out his hand, and a long sword materialized in his palm, the phoenix blood stone on the hilt radiating a scorching aura.
"for you."
The girl held the sword and brandished it a couple of times, displaying her skillful swordsmanship with agile movements.
"This sword can actually nourish the soul."
"Where did Master find such a treasure?" She carefully touched the Phoenix Blood Stone, as if afraid of getting it covered in dust.
Seeing that she liked it, the aloof man concealed the faint smile in his eyes, but his voice remained indifferent:
"It was just a coincidence that I saw it."
......
As the soul watched the moments between the two in the Sword Sect, a warmth welled up in its heart, and a faint smile appeared on its face.
Until, I saw that she had disappeared in the den of demons.
They have been missing for over a century.
He saw her standing in the main hall again, and called out:
"Disciple Feng Yingning greets Master."
The scenes that followed awakened deep memories within him.
His heart felt as if a deep hole had been ripped out, his eyes became dull and lifeless, and the deep-seated pain of the past once again roared and overwhelmed him.
The soul has no body, yet deep within the chest it feels as if it has been torn into countless fragments.
He tried to grasp the reflection in the water, to grasp the woman who was about to disappear from the scene, but the color of the karmic fire was too burning to his eyes.
It's very sour.
It took him a very long time to finally crawl on the ground, panting heavily.
Suddenly, the snow-white soul remembered who it was.
He is Li Ziqing.
He was going to find Aning.
......
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The underground palace beneath the temple had begun to collapse, and the ancient formation that had trapped Jiuying was finally shattered with a deafening roar.
Meanwhile, Yingning had already awakened from the intoxication of the love grass.
She saw Wei Jue fly away, and the enormous body of the Chilong suddenly appeared. The dragon was covered in wounds, and blood was still flowing from the nails on its body.
A five-headed serpent burst forth from the underground palace!
The array in the temple that was meant to distract him only held him off for three breaths. As the snake-like body raised its head and flew up, the dragon had already slammed down its claw!
A snake's head bit off a large chunk of flesh from the dragon's claw.
The other snake head lunged directly at the dragon's horn, and only by coiling its body could Jue Pan narrowly dodge Jiu Ying's attack.
But Jiu Ying also entangled Wei Jue. One of its snake heads bit Wei Jue's long tail, and the Chilong cried out in pain as it was smashed into the pit again.
The dragon was breathing heavily and weakly.
At this moment, Jiu Ying flew to the top of the pit:
"It seems you're having a run of bad luck today."
"I'm going to die first."
The vicious snake's head pierced the pit the instant it plunged in.
The killing intent only becomes apparent amidst the yellow sand.
Jiu Ying suddenly felt a snake's head being pierced through the skull by some sharp force. Before he could feel the pain, he saw the blood sword sever another part of his neck from the point of penetration!
"You bitch!"
Another snake head came hurtling towards them.
Ying Ning hurriedly retreated, her divine power momentarily halting the attack and giving the dragon a chance to catch its breath.
The dragon soared and pinned Jiu Ying to the ground.
The battle between the two mythical beasts turned the place upside down.
Jiu Ying grew increasingly enraged. Just as he was about to seize the opportunity to bite off the dragon's neck, he felt a thunderous sword aura about to tear his body apart.
He could only dodge the blood sword.
The Nine-Headed Serpent looked at the two of them, laughing wildly:
"You think you're a match for me?!"
He no longer cared about anything and directly opened his mouth to exhale an endless stream of foul-smelling miasma. The serpentine shape within the miasma seemed to double in size.
The shadow of a snake churns in the miasma-filled sea.
As Wei Jue watched his retreating figure, his expression was one of utmost seriousness:
"An ancient divine beast born in the primordial chaos at the beginning of the Six Realms."
"Back then, Jiuying launched a war in the realm of gods. Even with the combined efforts of all the gods, they could not kill him."
"Only by using the power of the divine artifact to open the ruins of the divine realm and seal him inside can there be a glimmer of hope."
"A body of nothingness can bear the power of a divine artifact." Ying Ning thought of the original owner of this body, who died without a burial place precisely because of her body of nothingness.
"yes."
He admitted it.
"The one who opens the gate will die."
His expression was somewhat cold, but more than that, it conveyed an unreadable emotion.
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