After asking this question, Chen Jing became very nervous, his body tense, ready to run away at any moment.
"Well, how should I put it?" Bai Yueyi looked at Chen Jing, her smile widening. "Your imagination is a bit too vivid."
“A record can only be a record, not the object itself. A record may exist on a medium, but that is not the object that was originally intended to be recorded.”
“If I wanted to kill you, I would have many ways to do it, but killing you wouldn’t help me gain my freedom in any way.”
Chen Jing asked again, "What kind of help? To interrupt your blood sacrifice?"
“The blood sacrifice does need to be interrupted,” Bai Yueyi said, “but it’s not what you imagine.”
"Their blood sacrifice has three stages. The first stage is what you see, a small-scale blood sacrifice. The purpose of this blood sacrifice is to summon 'flying corpse ghosts' so that the blood sacrifice can enter the second stage, which is the massive blood sacrifice that envelops Ash City. The second stage of the blood sacrifice will not actually bring about a large number of deaths, but rather it will use their blood energy to respond to the blood sacrifice that once happened on this land. The fundamental purpose is to break my seal and allow me to be freed."
"The third stage is to create a large number of deaths, so that the blood energy that has broken my seal becomes a weapon for him to control and master me."
"So, what I need your help to interrupt is the third stage of the blood sacrifice."
"Believe me, I have read your history and I understand your needs very well. Neither the first nor the second phase of the blood sacrifice will kill the people you want to protect, but the third phase will. Our interests are very much aligned."
"Of course you can choose not to believe me. That's your choice. You won't be able to do anything anyway. After all, with your strength, you can't cause any trouble for your enemies."
Chen Jing was silent for a moment:
"I need to clarify a few things."
"Ask questions again? Of course you can. Ask as many as you want. There's still time. I can even show you what's happening in Gusongli right now."
Bai Yueyi raised her hand and skillfully manipulated something that Chen Jing couldn't see, and countless images appeared before Chen Jing's eyes.
“These are ‘history’. Everything has a historical trajectory. Through the historical trajectory, cultivators of the Bright Realm of the Universe can judge the current situation. This is called ‘using history as a mirror’. This technique is named after this and is called ‘History Mirror’.”
Chen Jing subconsciously looked at the most familiar images in the chaotic scene, and then at the magnificent ones:
The secret conversation between Huang Yuanlong and the mastermind Lu Gang; the exchange between the little girl in the red dress and Feng Yu; the conversation between the mysterious pregnant woman and Dr. Mei Anming; the giant rattan ball that appears in the distant wilderness; the armed merchant ship speeding along the Song River...
Chen Jing was overwhelmed by all of this.
"I forgot," Bai Yueyi said with a hint of apology. "Your brain isn't capable of processing that much information yet."
With a gentle wave of her hand, most of the hazy images vanished instantly, leaving behind a single image.
That was the 'Flying Fish' docked in the port area of Ash City. On the deck, Wan Tong and Li Huaxing were standing together, looking at the gray river below.
"Why haven't they left yet? I've inquired. Although the appearance of the drowned ghost caused a delay, they're still supposed to depart today." Chen Jing questioned Bai Yueyi.
Bai Yueyi did not answer, but the scene quickly changed, allowing Chen Jing to know the answer: he saw the captain's explanation to the passengers, which was because the appearance of the drowned ghost made them think that the Songhe River had changed, and they planned to follow the large ship of the Black Hand Lu Gang.
“In fact, the appearance of the drowned ghosts is also related to this blood sacrifice,” Bai Yueyi added. “This stems from a fundamental characteristic of spiritual energy, which I call the flag-gathering effect.”
"The 'gathering flags' effect?" Chen Jing looked at Bai Yueyi: "What's that?"
"Just like a soldier lost on the battlefield, who will involuntarily approach his general's banner upon seeing it," Bai Yueyi explained. "Spiritual energy also has this effect. Specifically, low-level spiritual energy or spiritual energy cultivators will unconsciously approach high-level spiritual energy or spiritual energy cultivators. Drowned ghosts possess cold and water-like Heavenly Qi spiritual energy, and such spiritual energy is attracted to higher-level spiritual energy of the same attribute. Coincidentally, the mastermind behind this blood sacrifice is a cultivator of extreme Heavenly Qi. As a result, the drowned ghosts were attracted by that mastermind and left their original home."
"The flag-gathering effect can be used to explain many things. For example, why you can still absorb the free spiritual energy between heaven and earth when you are in the Body Realm and automatically replenish yourself to the Blood Realm level, but when you reach the Blood Realm level, you can no longer absorb free spiritual energy to reach the Core Realm level. This is because after a long period of flag-gathering effect, the spiritual energy that exceeds the Blood Realm level has long been gathered under its respective 'flags'. As for those weak free spiritual energies that have broken away, they are like deserters in every army, or like the fragrance that flowers naturally emit."
Chen Jing asked, "You know a lot about the mastermind behind this?"
“I guess I understand him,” Bai Yueyi said. “He is very cautious, he hardly communicates with anyone, and he doesn’t leave his own history. Of course, this is not to guard against me, but to guard against ‘the crowd’. It was a lucky accident.”
"Getting back to the main point, the mastermind behind this blood sacrifice is called 'Ling Yuxuan,' who is a bit older than you. He was a cultivator from the Heavenly Dao Sect, but later defected because he violated the sect's rules."
“If his story were told, it would be a boring one. History is all about someone’s story, some are just interesting and some are boring.”
Chen Jing did not respond, listening to Bai Yueyi's seemingly self-talk.
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