Chapter 95 Three Thousand Lifetimes: The End of Dharma (Part 3) Betray me, and you will pay...
The last time he saw Song Qingshu was when she stood in front of everyone, covered in blood, looking so weak that she seemed about to die at any moment.
Shi Xianxue certainly wanted to save her. Even without the system mission, she would never stand by and watch her sister Qing Shu die.
However, she oversimplified everything.
Fate had already gone off track. When those golden eyes fixed on her, the air in Shi Xianxue's nasal cavity began to be compressed by gravity, and she gradually found it difficult to breathe.
When the gold completely covered Wu Xiutang's eyes, his human emotions were completely suppressed, and his weak spirit of devotion was reawakened. His expression was cold, and beneath his palm was Shi Xianxue's fair and delicate neck. His knuckles tightened, and he watched her pained expression with indifference.
Right, compared to these insignificant people, what's more urgent is to kill her.
The longer I keep her around, the more risk I will face.
After all, thanks to her, he had experienced all the love, hate, anger, and infatuation in this world over the years. Love was interesting, but not worth his sacrifice. So when the novelty wore off, only a bitter taste remained on his tongue.
In his view, this was not a very good or successful attempt.
He is not merely a mortal named Wu Xiutang, but a god of order above all else, the ruler of this world, and no one can stand shoulder to shoulder with him.
Nobody has that right.
With just a little more force, the life beneath my palm will vanish completely from this world, and he will return to his divine position, reclaiming his place at the highest point in the world.
"Wu Xiutang, it hurts..." The girl in front of her let out intermittent sobs. The dagger stained with his soul fell from her waist. Even if it couldn't kill him, it could hurt him and buy him some time.
She's so stupid. After going through so much, she still hasn't improved at all. She has no edges and can be easily molded by anyone.
But—the God of Order's gaze slowly moved upwards.
She is so beautiful.
Why do you still look so beautiful even when making such a big expression?
Her eyes were round, like grapes washed clean. Her hair was styled in a cute bun today, and the hairpin was a golden butterfly with pink crystal wings. And her skirt... why was it so tattered...?
How unique.
As far as the eye could see, all he could see was her casting a bright color into her eyes, so radiant that it made his heart flutter.
Shi Xianxue's face flushed red as she pried his hands apart, yelling, "Are you... crazy...? If you don't let go of me, I'll really get angry."
What to do? Even when she's scolding him, she's so beautiful.
His heart felt like an inflating balloon, squeezing the air out of his chest cavity until there wasn't a single gap left. His breathing became erratic, his heartbeat became unbalanced, and it was deafening.
Even after losing human emotions, he still wanted to hold her, kiss her, and do all the intimate things in the world with her.
The two-colored Dharma wheel on his forehead gradually stopped turning, and the God of Order's hand loosened in dejection.
For a fleeting moment, he seemed to smell a sweet floral fragrance.
Does this mean he can only be Wu Xiutang?
---
Shi Xianxue finally met the person the Golden-Spitting Boy had spoken of—
That coffin was one that Wu Xiutang had personally crafted for himself a long time ago.
It was completely black, made of some kind of wood, and looked dark and damp. The surface was covered with shimmering water vapor, which condensed into water droplets and dripped down the coffin, forming a small eddy on the ground.
She was lifted and carried into the coffin.
The boy's long limbs wrapped tightly around her like vines, like an extremely insecure child, holding her so tightly that it was suffocating. His body was burning hot, his golden eyes were closed, and he buried his head in her chest, breathing heavily.
The fingers around his waist tightened even more, making his bones feel both weak and painful. Shi Xianxue bit her lower lip in pain, finally realizing that something was wrong with the boy. "Wu Xiutang, are you feeling unwell? But I don't know how to help you fuse with the power of the Creator God. Can you teach me?"
The boy in her arms trembled slightly. He didn't answer her, but held her even tighter, not giving her any chance to break free.
“I know you’re not feeling well. Although the Goddess and the Demon Lord both belong to the Creator God, they cultivate completely opposite techniques. If you want to achieve unity, you will inevitably face considerable challenges.” She gently patted his thin back. “But Wu Xiutang, I will stay with you. I will always stay with you.”
The panting stopped at some point. In this narrow, dark space, every movement, even breathing, was amplified countless times.
He let out a low, hoarse laugh, which sounded deep and eerie at the moment. "Of course you have to stay with me forever. I came here specifically for you."
His long, slender hand reached up to Shi Xianxue's delicate neck again, his pale fingertips lightly brushing against her chin. It wasn't a gentle touch, but he seemed not to feel it. When he looked up, his eyes were already completely dark. "If you dare to betray me, I will make you regret it."
Shi Xianxue stopped patting him, and said with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "What kind of time is this to be thinking about such nonsense? I'm not leaving, I'm not going anywhere, so please stop overthinking."
Wu Xiutang's voice was extremely hoarse as he pressed his weight completely against her. The darkness in his eyes was as thick and unyielding as ink. He slowly curled the corners of his lips, his mind far from clear.
It sounds like he's talking nonsense.
"I will really make you regret it."
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The demon race, which had not seen the light of day for nearly ten thousand years, emerged in full force, disrupting the world's order. The immortal sects suffered heavy losses in this battle, several elders disappeared without a trace, and the imperial power in the human realm became even more precarious, facing serious threats and trampling.
The order of heaven and earth, painstakingly established by the gods and humans over thousands of years, was destroyed in an instant, and the demons returned to the demon realm.
In Shi Xianxue's stereotype, the place was mostly dark-toned, not only gloomy and terrifying, but also full of ghosts and bones. However, to her surprise, the place was brightly lit, with blooming flowers and babbling streams flowing between the magnificent pavilions and towers, forming a beautiful scene as magnificent as the Milky Way in the sky.
Shi Xianxue, however, had no time to appreciate it.
Ever since Wu Xiutang recovered that day, they came to the Demon Realm. Shi Xianxue hadn't seen Song Qingshu and the others for several days. The system in her mind was like a chirping sparrow on a branch, constantly urging her to complete the task as soon as possible.
Shi Xianxue was naturally anxious. She knew Wu Xiutang too well and knew that he would act recklessly when he went crazy. So, it was inevitable that the two would quarrel over this matter. Wu Xiutang liked to exaggerate, spoke harshly, liked to find fault with people, and was very suspicious. Even though Shi Xianxue felt guilty, she could not bear it at this moment and started to argue loudly with him.
The incident ended with Wu Xiutang nearly destroying the Demon Realm, and the two falling into a cold war.
The system in my mind was still making noise.
Contrary to her usual behavior, Shi Xianxue listened quietly until he finished speaking, then gave a curt "oh".
The system snapped: "What kind of attitude is this? Don't you want to do the mission anymore? Don't you want to go home? If Song Qingshu dies, then you really won't be able to go back."
Shi Xianxue rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the silver river outside the window, and suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question, "I think Sister Qing Shu doesn't look much like her father, but rather like... Can you find out who Sister Qing Shu's mother is?"
System: "Why would I need to look into this kind of thing? Host, can't you just listen to me?"
“I was listening. I just felt that Sister Qing Shu looked a bit like someone I knew, someone whose soul had possessed me eighteen years ago.” Shi Xianxue was listless, her eyes slightly lowered. “If it really is her…”
Then she really is the source of all misfortune.
"It's hard to find much information. To put it bluntly, the female lead's mother is just a character setting. The book doesn't describe her much. It only says that she came from Nan Yue, had a lowly status, and used a rather underhanded method to seduce Song Zhenqing, who was preparing to marry the sect leader's daughter. She died after giving birth to Song Qingshu, and Song Qingshu was not liked by Song Zhenqing either. This was just to create conflict between the main characters, so it can be ignored."
Seeing that Shi Xianxue remained silent, the system thought it had said something wrong, so it cautiously poked her in her mind's eye, "What's wrong?"
“If, I mean if,” Shi Xianxue raised her eyes, “our world is fake, virtual, unreal. If all of this wasn’t a chance occurrence where you chose me, but rather someone deliberately arranged and planned it to make you appear before me in this way and bring me into this real world.”
Surprisingly, Shi Xianxue did not receive a reply from the system, but after a brief silence of more than ten seconds.
It poked her again in her mind's eye, "What's wrong with you?"
Shi Xianxue remained silent.
System: "What's wrong with you? If it's because I disappeared without saying goodbye a while ago, then I can apologize. I just don't know why I was locked in the dark room. This has happened before, usually because the connection signal to the main world is unstable. But this time it lasted longer and was more serious, which resulted in the loss of all my data during that period. I'll have to write a report when I get back... Of course I want to come find you, but I can't."
"Yes, I know."
"You know?" the system asked in surprise.
“Yes, I know.” Shi Xianxue answered louder this time. She stood up and walked out as if to encourage herself. “I will get everything back on track.”
Thus, the Demon Realm descended into unprecedented chaos.
The Demon Realm was already in dire need of reconstruction, and her meddling only made it worse. Feng Yun gritted his teeth and crushed the glass wine cup in his hand into dust. He didn't care if she was a goddess or not. If he were Wu Xiutang, he would have given her a Soul-Splitting Palm and she would have been dead.
But he was neither Wu Xiutang nor could he oppose the God of Order. He picked up another wine glass for himself and turned his phoenix eyes slightly.
Forget it, he's a demon in the eyes of the world, known for his rape, murder, kidnapping, and all sorts of evil deeds. What's the point of being righteous? If he wants to sow discord between the two of them, he can be as despicable as he can be.
For example, he said that during the days when Wu Xiutang avoided her, he was actually surrounded by beautiful women and had long forgotten about her. Fearing that Shi Xianxue would not believe him, he even specially brought her a Wei Rui Mirror that could broadcast in real time to show her.
The scene in the mirror was vivid and alluring: a graceful dancer, as alluring as a water snake, nestled in the young man's arms, gently brushing her red lips against his.
After rambling on, Feng Yun was parched. He turned his head and saw Shi Xianxue with her head down, seemingly deep in thought. He was overjoyed and was about to speak when he saw Shi Xianxue suddenly look up, her eyes seeming to light up.
"I understand. Tonight I want rabbit-shaped steamed buns and Tai Chi tofu. Lord Fengyun, please tell the kitchen that the oyster omelet you made last time was a bit too salty. Please use less salt this time."
Fengyun: "...You're sick."
"You pretend to be nonchalant on the surface, but you're probably agonizing over it inside, Goddess. Aren't you afraid of what he'll do to you..."
"Don't be afraid." Shi Xianxue rested her chin on her hand and looked out the window. "Although we are in a cold war, Lord Fengyun, you don't understand Wu Xiutang, nor do you understand me. We said we would never betray each other, and we will keep our word. You can try to sow discord, but you shouldn't use this method."
Shi Xianxue commented: "A bit stupid."
Feng Yun took two deep breaths, his Soul-Splitting Palm ready to strike, but soon he laughed again, his white hair flying. "The goddess is right, but even if you don't care about these things, don't your former companions care?"
"They are imprisoned in the dark and sunless Demon Realm Prison, with their collarbones pierced. You should know that the Demon Realm Prison was built specifically for disciples of the Immortal Sect. It will slowly absorb their power, turning them into a pool of foul-smelling black water. By the way, your sister Qing Shu had her demon bones removed, so I'm afraid her transformation into water will be even faster."
Shi Xianxue's gaze froze, and just as she was about to retort, the system's voice within her sea of consciousness rang out impatiently like the beat of a drum.
"Warning! Warning! The female protagonist, Song Qingshu, has less than a 40% chance of survival. Please go and treat her immediately."
"You're running out of time, Goddess."
That evening, he saw Shi Xianxue storm into the main hall, followed by a heated argument. He then turned and left, satisfied, having concealed his achievements.
"In short, are you going to release them or not?"
The main hall was dimly lit, and the kneeling servants were terrified, not daring to utter a sound. Wu Xiutang sat back on the throne, his wide robes hanging down with great texture. After the cold gold was removed, his eyes were pure black, and when he did not make a face, they were extremely aggressive.
On this continent where miracles have long since vanished, people only know the Creator God and not the God of Order. The Creator God is extremely generous and benevolent, willing to sacrifice himself to save the world, and is a being that benefits humanity, which everyone yearns for. The God of Order, on the other hand, is ethereal in the world, without emotion or desire, but can pierce through the calm surface like a sharp blade in critical moments.
People were terrified and restless, and began to question the existence of the true God.
A war broke out in human territory under the pretext of punishing "false gods," and the first to be affected was Xiliang, which produced the second generation of goddess.
Shi Xianxue knew nothing of any of this.
She was fighting a war against the boy before her; she had her own war to wage.
The silent boy finally stirred. He stood up, and Shi Xianxue realized that it wasn't her imagination. After returning to Mount Bugui, Wu Xiutang's bones seemed to have grown significantly overnight. His figure became taller and more slender, and his eye sockets and brow bones lost some of the youthful innocence he once had. He looked at people with an increasingly gloomy expression.
"Shi Xianxue, you've argued with me time and time again because of them. Are they more important than me?" Dark blue eyelashes cast a shadow below his eyes, and his condescending demeanor made him seem somewhat unfamiliar. "If I don't let them go, what will you do? Become my enemy?"
"What are you saying? Can you not think so extremely? What do you mean by whether you are more important or they are more important? These are completely different things. Sister Qing Shu and the others will not pose a threat to you at all. They were our former comrades and have never hurt you. You have already gotten what you wanted, so why can't we each take a step back?"
Wu Xiutang's eyes darkened. "You always want me to compromise, so why can't you be obedient and listen to me?"
"What?"
He approached her, his brows and eyes sharp, his gaze filled with an undeniable obsession. "I want you to be happy because of me, and sad because of me. I want all your emotions to be swayed by me. I want you to have only me in your eyes and heart."
"What do those people's deaths have to do with us, Shi Xianxue? You can only care about me and love only me."
No one but him is allowed.
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When Shi Xianxue tried to go out for the fourth time but was stopped by the demon guards at the door, she finally realized that she seemed to be under house arrest.
She felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. Her complete ignorance of the outside world plunged her into immense anxiety, and she couldn't help but lash out at the demon guard, "Where is Wu Xiutang! I need to see him!"
The demon guards arranged by Wu Xiutang were two beautiful blue phoenixes. They had submitted to the demon race and followed the Demon Lord Zhu Ze. The blue phoenix pattern on their foreheads had turned into a dark purple.
The two blue phoenixes were relatively docile. Upon hearing this, they simply bowed slightly and said in a clear voice, "Please wait patiently, Goddess. The Lord will definitely come to see you after he is done with his business."
"I'll go find him myself, you all move aside."
"Please, Goddess, do not make things difficult for us. If we release you, Lord Fengyun will tear you to pieces."
Shi Xianxue regretted her impulsiveness that day. Before the argument, she could move freely without any restrictions. Now, she couldn't even leave the courtyard.
She hung her head dejectedly and gave up trying to go out.
The blue phoenixes exchanged a glance and gently closed the door.
The glass house was transparent on all sides, which made it extremely convenient for the blue phoenixes to work. They could monitor Shi Xianxue completely without having to put in much effort.
And that crazy flamingo.
Of course, the flamingo was currently happily pecking at the nectar, and its carefree appearance quickly caught Shi Xianxue's attention.
"Hey, little bird."
The flamingo seemed not to hear at all. After finishing the roses, it went to peck at the peonies. All the flowers here were nourished by Wu Xiutang's blood, which was a great tonic for it. In the past, it did not dare to act recklessly when Wu Xiutang was present, but now that only Shi Xianxue was left, it immediately became happy and fluttered its wings up and down among the flowers.
Shi Xianxue glanced at the Azure Phoenix guarding the door. "I heard that this Azure Phoenix is a descendant of the Phoenix. I'm so curious, which is more powerful, the divine bird nurtured by the Emberfire Divine Tree or the descendant of the Phoenix?"
The flamingo pecked at the nectar with a bit too much force, but it could still manage to resist.
Shi Xianxue continued to whine: "They should be stronger, after all, they can transform into human form, but you can't. It's embarrassing to say, we are of the same clan, yet you can't even beat these few blue phoenixes."
With a crisp snap, the flamingo bit the flower stem in half, releasing its abundant spiritual energy. It glared at Shi Xianxue with its pomegranate-seed-sized eyes and cursed, "You're talking nonsense!"
"Look, look, look, why are you getting angry? Little bird, if you can't beat them, you can't beat them. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else."
"I'm warning you one last time, don't call me 'little bird' again. And besides, they're just two demonized blue phoenixes, who can't beat them?"
"Really? I don't believe it."
"You!" The flamingo was easily provoked and made a move to take off, but stopped abruptly halfway through. It turned its slender neck and looked at Shi Xianxue with wise eyes. "Oh, I see. You're trying to provoke me. You want me to fight them and then escape, don't you? Not that I'm saying anything, but they're afraid of Fengyun, but am I not afraid of Wu Xiutang? Don't birds have lives too?"
Although he has a fiery temper and is easily angered, he's not stupid and won't fall for her tricks.
However, before he could finish speaking and was about to turn around, Shi Xianxue kicked him towards the door. The Azure Phoenix was very alert and transformed into its original form as the fiery red ball of fire flew over, engaging the Fire Ibis in combat.
Just as the fire ibis was about to say it was a misunderstanding, it was blasted away by two intertwined streaks of azure demonic energy. The phoenix fire scorched the fire ibis's wing, leaving a large bald patch visible to the naked eye. It let out a shrill scream and retaliated irrationally, trying to extinguish the fire.
Two blue and red spells intertwined in mid-air.
Shi Xianxue tried to slip away, but before she could even run out of the courtyard gate, Fengyun caught her red-handed.
"Where are you going, Goddess?" Feng Yun frowned slightly, raised his hand and waved it, and the two figures in mid-air were put into his long sleeves. "There are wars happening everywhere right now, and the Demon Realm is not necessarily safe either. Goddess, you should behave yourself and not cause us any trouble."
"I want to see Wu Xiutang."
"The God of Order is not someone you can see whenever you want. Things are different now, Goddess. You should know your place." Feng Yun sneered. As soon as he raised his hand, a demon guard lifted someone up. Shi Xianxue looked at the person, then turned her head away in tacit understanding.
"I heard this withered ghost is your friend. The Lord ordered me to capture it to amuse you. I hope the Goddess will be merciful and not cause any more trouble."
So in the days that followed, the two of them would sigh by the window.
They both felt that the other was useless and loathed each other.
Xiao Mei said, "I'm not trying to criticize you, but why did you give him the divine bone in the first place? Now look what happened, he got the divine bone and dumped you. Look at you now, you're under house arrest. Are you happy now?"
"Happy, happy, I'm so happy!" Shi Xianxue angrily turned her head to the side.
"You love-struck fool, you get upset just because I said a few words to you. Have you ever considered that all of this might have been orchestrated by someone? He already knew his identity, the God and Demon Bones were part of his plan, and he also knew how to use you to get away with it. So he deliberately let you see all of that to gain your sympathy and make you hand over the God Bones."
After all, the bloodline of the creator god is inherently compassionate and merciful.
“This doesn’t apply to me and Wu Xiutang. Even if I hadn’t seen those past events, I would still give him what he wanted,” Shi Xianxue retorted. “I’m not love-struck, but I do love him.”
"So it's true that you're under house arrest now, right? Brother Li and the others are on the verge of death. Are you going to wait for Wu Xiutang to figure things out on his own?"
Xiao Mei suddenly slammed her hand on the table and stood up, her brows furrowed in anger. "All men in this world are scoundrels. Don't be fooled by my fondness for Brother Li; he's at most a scoundrel who isn't quite that scoundrel."
Shi Xianxue looked at her quietly for a long time, then sighed: "Getting angry is useless. I have no way to deal with it now. Wu Xiutang won't see me, and he gets angry if I mention other people. I don't know what to do."
"How could you not know? You're his weakness." Xiaomei lowered her voice, leaned closer mysteriously, and quickly stuffed a round bead into her hand. "Zhou Zheyue gave this to me. He said it's the Chaos Bead, the foremost of the three divine artifacts. You just need to..."
Shi Xianxue frowned upon hearing this, "No, Wu Xiutang is petty to begin with, if I do this..."
"Warning! Warning! The survival rate of the female protagonist, Song Qingshu, is less than 10%. The plot of this book is seriously broken. Please correct the plot as soon as possible."
Shi Xianxue gripped the Chaos Pearl tightly.
The next instant, the entire brightly lit room seemed about to explode, "Oh no, the goddess has committed suicide!"
Shi Xianxue never imagined that meeting Wu Xiutang would be so troublesome. He was still the same person he had always been, but Xianxue felt that something had started to change.
Many black lotus plants grow in the Demon Realm. They are extremely beautiful when the moon shines and the sun sets. In the evening, a maid picked a few plants and put them in a glass bottle.
Wu Xiutang has grown into a young man, his aura has settled down, and he exudes a captivating pressure. He seems to have been very busy these past few days, and there is a hint of weariness in his eyes. When he stands there lazily, he seems to be indifferent to everything in the world. His gaze is as black as lacquer, and when it sweeps over her nervous little face, an ancient and chaotic aura descends upon her like an invisible barrier.
I was speechless for a moment and just wanted to laugh.
She's cute, but a bit disobedient. She doesn't care about him that much, tramples on his feelings, and schemes against him for some insignificant outsiders.
His gaze darkened.
Fengyun and the others were also stuck in place and unable to move. He said that he should have killed her with a single palm strike long ago.
Seeing Wu Xiutang's expression, Shi Xianxue was stunned. She felt like she had swallowed a bitter pill. After glaring fiercely at the culprit, she forced a sincere smile and said, "Things aren't what you think. I can explain."
She opened her mouth to make a prediction, but suddenly her body seemed to lose all strength, and she could no longer utter any words of defense. "Forget it, wait for me to come back, Wu Xiutang. After I have completely resolved all of this, I have something to tell you."
"Let's go quickly. We can only unleash 30% of the Chaos Pearl's power, enough to trap him for the time it takes to brew a cup of tea. If we don't leave now, we won't be able to escape," Xiao Mei urged, holding the token in her hand.
The aura of the Chaos Pearl swirled around him like flowing water. Shi Xianxue took out the Boundless Cloth Bag from his waist. She dared not look at his expression. As she pulled Xiao Mei away, Wu Xiutang's gloomy voice rang out behind them.
"Master Xianxue".
"This is the last chance."
Shi Xianxue stopped in her tracks, then rushed out without hesitation.
In the Demon Realm Water Prison, rats and bedbugs swarmed incessantly. The space was cramped and the air was poorly circulated, filled with a sour and fishy stench.
The water dungeon only imprisoned the leaders of various immortal sects. They were under close surveillance, and as Feng Yun had said, their collarbones were pierced, and their magical powers were sealed like those of crippled people.
Even though Song Qingshu and the others didn't suffer such torture, they weren't much better off. She lost her demonic bones and her spiritual root was destroyed. In this man-eating water dungeon, if it weren't for Li Fuchao's daily spiritual transfusion, she wouldn't have survived even the first day.
She didn't communicate with anyone, shutting herself off in the corner, motionless and silent. Li Fuchao didn't say anything, just silently stayed by her side.
Qi Yun Chu was outwitting a rat the size of a washbasin. The creature was no longer afraid of people; once inside the water dungeon, they were no longer cultivators, but their food.
Just a second before the rat bit Qi Yun Chu, it was grabbed by the tail and thrown away by a white spell.
Qi Yun Chu looked dejected, almost driven mad by the feeling of being imprisoned, but the next moment, she heard a series of hurried footsteps approaching from afar.
Immediately afterward, Feng Yun's bastard face came into his view, and he instantly jumped up and hid behind Li Fuchao.
The Great Demon.
However, after the demon guards retreated, he saw a face that surprised him greatly, "Shi Xianxue!"
“It’s me, it’s me.” Shi Xianxue took off her cloak and entered the water prison. She didn’t bother to catch up with the others and walked straight to Song Qingshu, clearly aiming to take her hand.
Song Qingshu knew what she wanted to do, but her hoarse throat prevented her from making any sound. She could only push her away with all her might, trying to break free.
Shi Xianxue said urgently, "Song Qingshu! So what if you possess demonic bones? Have you ever done anything to hurt anyone? You have a clear conscience. Why give up on yourself because of worldly opinions? You are you! Even if you do everything that the world forbids, you are still you! You must live on!"
“Not all parents are qualified to be parents. You were unlucky, but you have me, Yun Chu, and Brother Li who loves you. Why are you so weak-willed?”
Li Fuchao slowly withdrew his hand, which was about to help, and looked away with an unnatural expression.
Song Qingshu shook her head with tears in her eyes, struggled to break free from her hands, hugged her knees and buried her face in them.
Shi Xianxue felt that she was even more stubborn than Wu Xiutang, so she immediately abandoned her appeasement policy and directly threatened her: "Fine, after you die, I will kill Song Zhenqing first. Don't worry, Sister Qing Shu, I will make sure that your family of three is reunited underground."
Song Qingshu's body stiffened.
"Qing Shu." Li Fuchao, who had been letting her run wild these past few days, finally spoke. He put his hand on her shoulder and patted her encouragingly, "Let's get out of here alive together, okay?"
Shi Xianxue had become adept at using the power of the goddess to save people, and in no time, Song Qingshu's complexion had returned to normal.
Shi Xianxue handed the Demon-Subduing Sword and the scroll containing the divine artifact from the Wuliang Cloth Bag to Li Fuchao, saying, "Take them away."
The Demon-Subduing Sword can split mountains and open up seas, severing the soul-binding chains of wind and clouds, and it can also tear apart space. As long as the user has profound spiritual power and is not afraid of backlash, he can reach the place he desires.
Qi Yun Chu wanted to take her with her, and Li Fu Chao took the Demon-Subduing Sword. Without saying much, he understood her plan from her expression. He threw Qi Yun Chu in first and solemnly nodded to her: "Shi Shi, remember to come find us."
Shi Xianxue nodded. She knew that if Li Fuchao hadn't been dragged down, he could have escaped from the Demon Realm with his strength. "Alright, keep a close eye on Sister Qing Shu and don't let her do anything foolish again."
As the light emanating from the torn space vanished from her sight, she unhesitatingly pieced the ingenious puzzle back into place. At the same time, the system's notification in her mind emitted a sharp cry.
"Mission progress 100% complete. Congratulations, host, on completing the mission and receiving a bonus of 3,000! Hooray! The bonus will be issued within three working days... Please be patient, host. The transmission channel is now open."
Xiao Mei's face peeked out from behind her, her expression gloomy.
She was no longer the carefree person she usually was. Half of her heart, which Shi Xianxue had restored, had been removed, and another soul had been forcibly squeezed into her body.
"Rongrong, merge me into your soul." The Three Thousand Worlds is not a place one can enter and leave at will. Four hundred years ago, he was not qualified to enter, and he is not allowed to enter again four hundred years later. He can only hope to merge himself into the goddess's soul. The Three Thousand Worlds dare not harm the goddess, so he may have a chance to enter the Three Thousand Worlds.
"No." Shi Xianxue refused him without even thinking. "I'll go back by myself. Don't worry, I'll bring out the person you want to see."
Lou Su laughed in exasperation, "You think you can just come out whenever you want? If you're that powerful, then I wouldn't have had to wait for four hundred years. And Rongrong, how did you know who I wanted to see?"
“Because I know that Lou Su is not your final identity.” She stopped there, then turned back and said, “I also know that you have a way to revive her, but in the three thousand lifetimes, you will only be regarded as a scheming intruder. The rules will sentence you to death. Just wait, I will definitely bring her out.”
Lou Su's smile slowly faded. Shi Xianxue was right. If he forced his way into the Three Thousand Worlds, he would likely be stripped of all his abilities, let alone be able to save his sister.
However, having waited for so many years, he had naturally made preparations and would not give up because of Shi Xianxue's few words. "If it doesn't succeed, I will die with her. No matter whether the outcome is good or bad, I will not hand over the initiative to others."
When the channel progress reached 100%, the system's voice suddenly disappeared. The moon was swallowed by red bloodstains and hung eerily in the sky. A rhombus-shaped magical artifact with a ring of blue light descended rapidly from the moon and hovered between the two.
As the two reached out to grab it, the rhombus-shaped artifact was suddenly pulled backward by a strong gripping force.
The fingers that held the Three Thousand Worlds were distinct and bony, and a blue halo, like fireflies, drifted onto the stunning face of the newcomer.
Both of them changed their expressions.
Wu Xiutang didn't look at them, but tilted his head slightly and raised his eyebrows with a relaxed expression: "Gotcha."
As if sensing what he was about to do, the rhombus-shaped magical artifact throbbed fearfully in his palm, but did not escape.
Shi Xianxue knew him all too well. Her heart trembled. Just as she was about to say something, she saw his eyebrows lift defiantly again, his eyes gleaming with a hint of revenge. He gave the two of them a contemptuous smile—
It crushed three thousand lifetimes.
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