Chapter 35
"In fact, those people have already atoned with their deaths."
A trickle of blood appeared at the corner of Jiang Liuya's mouth, yet a smile crept across her face in the darkness.
Her mouth was filled with the taste of blood; she had bitten her tongue to try and clear her head.
She raised her head slightly, her eyes revealing arrogance: "Why should I hold a grudge?"
Suddenly, golden light burst forth from her dantian, piercing the darkness and illuminating her face in a half-light, half-shadow.
Lin Yuan trembled within his dantian, emitting a sharp cry that echoed in his ears.
Jiang Liuya looked inward at her inner core and saw that Lin Yuan's body was undergoing changes.
Golden runes appeared on Lin Yuan's transparent body, slowly disappearing from its surface into its body, with golden light flowing gently within it.
Then, it produced strands of transparent silk, which wove together tightly to wrap itself up.
What's this? It's time to advance!
Lin Yuan is already at the Gu King level; if he advances further, he will become a Gu Venerable.
A faint smile appeared on Jiang Liuya's pale face, with tears welling up in her eyes.
A light and shadow quietly appeared before them.
It was elusive, constantly flickering and shifting, like a phantom projected from another dimension. It sketched a faint outline in the darkness.
"Cultivator, why have you come here?" A female voice suddenly rang out in the darkness, questioning her. The voice carried an indescribable air of authority.
Jiang Liuya stood in the darkness, her gaze fixed on the light and shadow, her expression calm.
"Since one is a cultivator, one's purpose is naturally to cultivate the Tao."
"What path do you cultivate?" the woman's voice rang out again, each word clearly reaching my ears.
"I do what I believe in." Jiang Liuya slightly raised her chin, her eyes calm and resolute.
"What path do you walk?" The woman's voice was devoid of joy or sorrow, devoid of any emotion, like the solemn tolling of a bell.
What kind of path is it?
Having walked such a long and bumpy road, I must keep going no matter how difficult it is. Whether it's alchemy or poison, it doesn't matter, as long as there's a path to follow.
As long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will continue without hesitation.
She was born with a worthless life, a wild grass struggling to survive in the cracks of rocks.
To reach the light of day, one must rely on oneself to break the stones weighing down on one's body.
Jiang Liuya remained silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "The path I follow is not some profound great path, but simply the path of life and death."
"The Way of Life and Death?" For the first time, the woman's voice revealed a hint of doubt.
Her gaze grew increasingly resolute as she stared directly at the light and shadow.
"That's right, the way of life and death. In this world, nothing is more important than life and death."
The voice fell silent for a long time, as if pondering Jiang Liuya's words. In this silent darkness, time seemed to stand still, and Jiang Liuya could only hear her own heartbeat.
She didn't know how much time had passed, but she had a strange feeling that the voice had left, but the light and shadow were still shining in front of her, stubbornly staying in the same place.
"What if survival requires losing oneself?" That steady voice rang out again.
"Between life and death, and self, which is more important?" she then added.
Jiang Liuya frowned slightly, then relaxed.
She sneered, "Lose yourself? What a joke, how could I lose myself?"
Another long silence followed.
"Go back now." The mysterious voice slowly sounded in my ear.
Jiang Liuya was slightly taken aback, her eyes widening in disbelief. She was being let go so easily?
In this space dominated by chaotic power, she was even prepared to die here.
In the Spirit Ruins Secret Realm, she broke the balance of the formation and jumped into the chaos. From that moment on, she was prepared to be swallowed by the chaos and pay with her life. But she never expected that such a casual remark would send her back.
Just as she was filled with doubt, a burst of spiritual light emanated from the space before her. A dreamlike halo slowly spread, and a path emerged within the light—a path seemingly composed of countless stars. Each star emitted a soft glow, intertwining to form a dazzling, shimmering passage.
At the end of the passage, an exit can be faintly seen, as if leading to another world.
As Jiang Liuya walked along the Milky Way, the moment she stepped out, blinding light from the outside world surged in like a tide, her consciousness went blank, and her body tilted forward uncontrollably.
Just as she was about to fall, she was caught by a pair of arms.
Danxi Daojun carefully embraced her, his eyes filled with tenderness and longing, as if a lost treasure had finally returned to his arms.
They had returned to the Spirit Ruins Secret Realm. At this moment, the chaotic power had subsided, drifting quietly between the stone pillars, its previous violent aura vanished without a trace. Daoist Danxi had repaired the damaged formation, restoring it to balance, and the energy flow within the formation had become orderly and stable once more.
Daoist Danxi carried Jiang Liuya back to their familiar cave. The crystals embedded in the stone walls emitted a soft yet bright light, illuminating the two people on the stone bed.
Daoist Danxi gently raised his hand and stroked her face with his fingertips.
Jiang Liuya lay quietly on the stone bed, her long eyelashes drooping gently over her eyes, trembling slightly with her breath. Her fair skin glowed softly in the light and shadow.
Just like when she left that day, she slept peacefully, as if time had frozen over her, leaving no trace.
Fifty years have passed, and it's hard to imagine how many changes she has experienced and what kind of predicaments she has been in all these years, in order to get to where she is today.
A complex and indescribable emotion welled up in Danxi Daojun's heart.
He sighed softly, a mixture of indescribable love, pity, and guilt...
He slowly reached out his hand, wanting to use his spiritual power to examine her physical condition and see if she had been harmed in the chaos.
The moment his fingers touched her skin, her tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, filled with wariness.
Danxi Daojun's heart trembled slightly, and his hand remained suspended in mid-air.
Once, those eyes were filled with adoration and dependence, shining like stars in the night sky when they looked at him. Now, those eyes are still beautiful and captivating, just as they were before, but now only wariness and suspicion remain.
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