Chapter 91 Southern Yue - Star River Tracker (10) This is what you left for me...
At the moment the body was stabbed, the wind between the two timelines briefly and subtly clung together, the blood-red wind brushing against the emerald eyes, creating ripples.
An unbearable, sudden pain shot through his chest, but a strange emotion welled up inside him, enough to make him ignore the pain. Lou Su seemed to sense something and looked at the Star River Tracker, where, in the darkness, he seemed to meet the eyes of a pair of eyes from eighteen years later.
However, the strange phenomenon vanished in an instant, and now standing before him was the little goddess who had nearly wiped out his entire family four hundred years ago.
Under the shadows, the scene before him became unusually clear. He came to his senses and frowned deeply.
It's quite remarkable that she could endure the hatred of her mother's murder until now before finally unleashing it.
The serpentine holy mark lit up on the girl's forehead, and he fell into a daze for a few moments. Platinum flames followed, burning up in his chest and reaching his lungs. A look of confusion finally appeared on Lou Su's face.
Heavenly Fire?
A creator god?
Absolutely impossible.
Lou Su straightened up, the sharp blade churning through flesh and blood. The figure in front of him released his grip, took a few steps back, and looked at him coldly.
The Creator God has long since perished. Unlike Zhu Zekongsang, he has no chance of being reborn unless the world is restarted. Moreover, the Creator God's magic is benevolent and compassionate, which is completely opposite to the sword blade in his body that carries an aura of destruction.
Rongrong is indeed a goddess with the bloodline of the creator god, but what Zhu Ze and Kong Sang could not do, she, the second-generation goddess, could not possibly do either.
If it really is as he thinks...
Lou Su suddenly raised his eyes.
Shi Xianxue had no chance to strike a second time; she couldn't afford to miss and had to make a fatal blow.
During countless sleepless nights, jumbled memories flooded back, and she recalled the scene she had witnessed in the Mountain of No Return.
If Wu Xiutang can use burning blood and soul as weapons to protect herself, then as a goddess, there's no reason why she can't do the same.
To strike a snake, strike its vital spot; the place where the demonic bone resides is the Gate of Destiny.
Lou Su must die.
Even if it changes the future, even if the two of them never meet, get to know each other, or fall in love again, she cannot bear to watch those dark and painful past events cling to Wu Xiutang like a malignant tumor.
Since she's been transported back eighteen years, she has to do something, something for Wu Xiutang, at least to prevent him from living in this world for eighteen years without knowing why.
But she soon realized that this plan was flawed.
She is a goddess, and her Wushan bloodline originates from the creator god. She originally existed to save the world and is gentle and compassionate. She cannot use this as a deadly weapon like Wu Xiutang.
She does not have the ability to burn her own soul.
In utter despair, the divine contract led her to the deepest part of the spiritual realm, where she found the wisp of divine soul that belonged solely to Wu Xiutang.
She followed suit and actually managed to burn Wu Xiutang's soul for her own use.
However, with the disappearance of Wu Xiutang's divine soul, the power that suppressed Shi Huaiyu was also completely exhausted.
Her limbs began to stiffen, and she could barely move.
Lou Su burst into laughter at this moment. He laughed wildly, as if he had gone mad, disregarding his status and image: "Heaven is helping me, it is the will of Heaven!"
His wound was bleeding profusely from his violent movements. His face was pale, but his expression was arrogant. He pointed in Qi Lingjie's direction and said, "Do you think killing me will stop all of this? Rongrong, you are always so naive. Why don't you take a look for yourself and see if I am the one who doesn't want him to live in this world?"
Lou Su suppressed his smile, opened the barrier, and faced Pei Zheng: "Your Majesty, I have already informed you of the sacrificial procedure. It is very simple. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid Nan Yue will be beyond saving."
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Empress, do not listen to Lou Su's slander. I am not Nian Rong, I am the Goddess of Wushan. I can swear on the lives of the entire Wushan clan that the young prince is by no means a harbinger of disaster!"
Pei Zheng's expression was grave. He moved his lips and glanced at Qi Lingjie with a hesitant look, clearly not taking Shi Xianxue's words to heart.
"Lingjie, no matter what I did before, as long as you believe that I truly love you, I will not make things difficult for you if you are unwilling. I will find another way. There is always a way."
That's so hypocritical.
Even if Shi Xianxue were a few years younger, she could still tell the true meaning behind Pei Zheng's words. He didn't mean to make things difficult for Qi Lingjie; he was simply using their relationship as leverage.
Shi Xianxue had long known that this man was unreliable.
This is how it is today, and it will be the same eighteen years from now.
"General Qi is waiting outside the city gate. Pei Zheng, if you dare to lay a finger on the young prince, the young general will absolutely not let you off..."
"Nianrong," Qi Lingjie gently stopped her, "Perhaps I should call you Goddess, but no matter who you are, you cannot be disrespectful to the ruler of a country."
Shi Xianxue frowned as she looked at her.
Qi Lingjie looked away from her and knelt at Pei Zheng's feet, holding the child. She lowered her head in a submissive manner, letting her hair fall down to cover her face and express her emotions: "Your Majesty is too harsh. You are not only the King of Nan Yue, but also my husband. The husband is the head of the household, and I would never make things difficult for Your Majesty."
"If the sacrifice of me and my child can relieve Your Majesty's worries, then I will gladly do it."
Pei Zheng's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked so sincere, but Shi Xianxue knew that he had secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Lingjie, the Empress's throne will always be yours. After the ceremony is completed in eighteen years, I will definitely bring you back. I will be waiting for you."
"I believe you."
It felt as if the sun had been struck hard by a heavy object; Shi Xianxue's mind was incredulous at what she had just heard.
Pei Zheng was able to meet with Qi Lingyu in secret during her pregnancy, and she could actually believe that this kind of man would remain chaste for her for eighteen years.
Lacking the ability to judge right from wrong, they blindly believe, listen to, and follow others. For an unfaithful man, they are even willing to sacrifice their own and their children's lives to pave the way for him.
That's utterly hopeless.
Shi Xianxue was so angry she wanted to curse.
Behind her, Lou Su's mocking laughter seemed to echo. When she saw Qi Lingjie indeed carrying the child and stepping onto the altar again without hesitation, Shi Xianxue's blood instantly froze and stopped flowing.
She wanted to say something, but felt that saying more would be pointless and a waste of breath.
She lowered her eyes and felt Shi Huaiyu's consciousness gradually taking control of her body. A strong sense of powerlessness washed over her from all directions. Shi Xianxue knew very well that if she could not use the Star River Tracker to return to eighteen years later today, she might really have to stay in this time and space.
What should we do? What should we do? She seriously injured Lou Su. Does that mean she has already changed the future and altered Wu Xiutang's fate?
The longsword transformed into platinum flames and was swallowed into Lou Su's body. The speed at which the demonic bones filled and repaired it was less than one-thousandth of the speed at which it was burned. He simply gave up and sat on the steps, stretching his elbows back to support his body, looking at the infant in Qi Lingjie's arms with unfathomable eyes.
The burning, tearing pain in his body made his mind exceptionally clear.
If he wasn't mistaken, this young prince was the God of Order, born in response to the end times.
However, when the end times began, the God of Order for this era already existed.
He was born in the primordial universe and found solace in nature. He was not a god who liked to meddle in human affairs. No one could detect his existence, nor could anyone find him.
Something unusual must be going on. This true god has caused such a commotion, surely it's not because he's tired of being a flower, plant, fish and insect and wants to experience the seven emotions and eight sufferings of humankind?
The power of the God of Order within him roared and tore through his bloodline. Lou Su thoughtfully examined the stiff little goddess before him.
"Rongrong, why does the power of the God of Order exist in your soul? He was clearly born not long ago, and even his birth mother couldn't do that. How could he willingly give you a piece of his soul?"
Shi Xianxue was focused on breaking through her own limits and suppressing Shi Huaiyu, and did not pay attention to what he was saying.
"I'm actually quite curious about how you escaped three thousand lifetimes, and why your spirit ended up in the body of such an ordinary palace maid. Leaving aside how you knew I was the same person as four hundred years ago and found me, how could someone as weak as you possibly conceal your presence from us? It wasn't until I saw the completed Star River Tracking Device that I learned it could be used for sealing rituals, tracking and locating, and even for rewinding time with the help of some powerful force."
Shi Xianxue's fingers twitched, and she finally looked up at him.
"Although this guess sounds like a fantasy, you are indeed from the future and fell in love with the God of Order after he grew up, right?"
What is he saying? The God of Order? Who is this deity?
Lou Su observed her expression and suddenly laughed sarcastically: "You still don't know his identity? It seems he's not being honest with you, and the two of you aren't as deeply in love as I imagined."
"Did he trick you into coming here? To make you defy fate for him? It seems that I, in the future, have succeeded."
The ancient chanting became shrill as Qi Lingjie threw herself into the altar, and the impatient drumbeats seemed to strike the hearts of everyone. Layers of leaden clouds obscured the sun and moon, and the earth finally ushered in night.
"You should worry about how to save your own life first."
Shi Huaiyu screamed in agony in her sea of consciousness, and Shi Xianxue vomited blood. Only then did she break free of her shackles and rush straight to the altar. Accompanied by Pei Zheng's angry roar ordering the guards to seize her, she finally grabbed Qi Lingjie's arm just before she jumped down.
At the same time, the surrounding vision quickly darkened, and the star compass that had been circling the star tracker suddenly began to shake and tremble violently, with countless serpentine holy runes breaking apart within the star compass.
The change came suddenly, and Shi Xianxue instinctively turned around to look when she sensed a familiar presence.
The mocking expression froze on his face. Lou Su's face was illuminated by the golden light of the holy runes. He tilted his head back, all his expressions exposed in the holy light. He stared blankly, and when he saw the source of that power, his face showed an extremely complex emotion. However, after the complex emotion, there was a childlike and sincere ecstasy.
He stumbled and fell towards the astrolabe, his body riddled with wounds.
"Sister."
The power of the stars and moon caused the star compass to disintegrate, transforming into a blinding light that enveloped him layer by layer.
The three forces within him were clashing rapidly, as if trying to tear him apart.
He quietly lowered his head, letting the power of the stars and moon control his body. The fluorescent light illuminated his brow, and his dark green eyes held an unprecedented gentleness.
"Sister, is this the last gift you left for me?"
The flow of time and space became condensed and intertwined like a spider web. Under the golden sycamore tree, as Wu Xiutang forcibly awakened, the spirit of the Lord's Soul became faintly visible.
"Take me back."
“Master, the little goddess was able to return to the past for two reasons. First, she used the power of the stars that you triggered. Second, she was still in the Three Thousand Worlds eighteen years ago. The Three Thousand Worlds have mysterious origins and unknown materials. After operating for so many years, they can probably no longer be regarded as a precious magic artifact. Therefore, the world eighteen years ago is not contradictory to her. However, if you are different, you are now a mortal and do not have a protective spirit. If you forcibly squeeze into the gap eighteen years ago, you will be crushed into dust by the reverse flow of time.”
If time travel were so easy, the world would have been in chaos long ago.
Even a true god cannot disrupt the world's order for personal gain, let alone a true god who was created specifically to maintain world order.
Wu Ying tried to dissuade her, saying, "Master, the little goddess's soul has only returned to eighteen years ago; she will not be in any danger. Destroying the seal will only give her more memories of these eighteen years in Nan Yue. If you don't like it, you can just erase it. We still have..."
“Absolutely impossible.” The young man sat cross-legged, and the golden phoenix tree seemed to bloom behind him like a phoenix reborn from the ashes. “I will never allow her to be alone in that unfamiliar time and space, abandoning me for eighteen years, and I will never allow her to give her heart to someone else, or have the shadow of another man in her memory.”
She belongs to him, and she must belong to him completely, from head to toe, inside and out.
Wu Xiutang's aura was chillingly cold, and his stern face carried a morbid sense of destruction. The Wheel of Order shattered the soul of the servant, turning it into golden spores that fell into the air.
He solemnly imprinted the divine contract on her. At the same time, Shi Xianxue from another dimension emerged from Nianrong's body. The divine contract was not over the mark of the serpentine holy pattern. She heard the long-lost voice of Wu Xiutang.
"Bring her back."
Before Shi Xianxue could even form a smile, she heard the young man speak again in a suppressed yet ruthless tone.
"If we fail, crush her soul and make sure no one touches her."
The soul of the Lord was squeezed out of the little prince's body. It was in a dormant state and was forcibly awakened. Before it could understand what was happening, it was thrown into Shi Xianxue's soul by the divine contract.
Lou Su's soul was roughly repaired by the power unleashed by the Star Compass, and his vision became clear again. He took in the changes in the little prince, and his guess was confirmed. He immediately said to Pei Zheng, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty the Empress, it is the right time."
Shi Xianxue was dragged by the spirit of the Lord towards the Star River Tracker, which was in the opposite direction from the altar.
But when she realized Qi Lingjie's intentions, she began to struggle violently, trying to stop her.
General Qi broke through the gates of Chongyang Palace at this moment, but it was too late. All he saw was his elder sister's body slowly falling like a butterfly.
A single sword strike to the throat.
He left himself no room for regret.
The moment the Lord's soul was poured into the Star River Tracker, the dark clouds that had been obscuring the sun and moon dispersed. Shi Xianxue felt her soul becoming distorted, like a piece of paper being crumpled into a ball. She felt extremely uncomfortable. At this moment, Shi Huaiyu started shouting again. She gradually lost control and plunged headfirst into the vortex of time and space.
The sealing ceremony was completed exceptionally well. The altar was covered in blood, and the ground was littered with pieces of flesh severed by sharp blades. The spirit of the servant had lost the initiative and had no chance to save itself. The little prince's face was flushed as he was sacrificed alive under the Star River Tracker.
The star compass lost its light and fell into Lou Su's hands. He touched the black and white beads on it with great care, as if he were caressing a young girl's delicate skin.
"Sister, as long as I follow the instructions, I'll definitely be able to see you, right?"
He sighed.
Heaven is on his side.
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