Chapter 1279: Journey to the Great Wilderness 9
He is no longer the young man in white who needed rescue. The wind and sand of the Western Wilderness have tempered his bones, and the baptism of blood and fire has tempered his will.
His sword had beheaded rebellious tribal leaders, split the inner core of top-level magical beasts, and in countless late nights, he had guarded the displaced people through the flames of war.
The "Cang" token of the Cang family is no longer just a symbol of Qingshan City, but has become the hope that countless people in the Great Wilderness look up to.
Indra once asked him, "Why are you fighting so hard?"
Cangwu wiped the long sword in his hand, and the sword reflected his resolute eyebrows. Ten years of hardships have instead given him a kind of quiet strength.
"So that there won't be any more conspiracies like the Black Wind Abyss, and so that the sandstorms on this land won't be tainted with the scent of blood."
He thought of the gray-robed figure and the words "yes".
He didn't know who the other party was, but he inexplicably believed in that promise.
This belief became his driving force and supported him to not fall down in the most difficult moments.
Finally, in the late autumn of the fifteenth year, the last rebellious tribe was pacified at the Fengshen Platform in the center of the Great Wilderness.
That day, Cangwu, his white clothes stained with frost, stood on a high platform.
The long sword in his hand was no longer the broken one, but a "Sword of Calming the Soul" that embodied countless beliefs.
Below the stage, there were the submissive gazes of various races, Emperor Shi’s satisfied nods, and the new white hairs on Cang Xuan’s temples.
When the blood of the last rebel leader splattered on the stone steps of the Conferred God Platform, Cangwu slowly raised the Calming Sword.
In an instant, the situation changed drastically.
A brilliant light burst out from the sword, like a pillar of light that penetrated the sky and earth, enveloping the entire wilderness.
The violent spiritual power calmed down under his control, the raging sandstorms quietly stopped, and the thick smoke gradually dissipated.
All disputes and hostility seemed to be washed away by this sword.
In the silence, only the sword light announced the beginning of a new era.
"Cangwu!" Someone shouted first, and then cheers like thunder and waves resounded through the sky.
"We are willing to follow Lord Cangwu and defend the Great Wilderness together!"
"good!"
Cangwu said loudly: "Today, I will establish the Great Wilderness Spiritual Martial Ancient Clan! All those who have passed the trial can join, and together we will protect the Great Wilderness!"
He put away his sword and stood, his eyes sweeping across the land that had returned to peace, full of high spirits.
At this moment, he felt a familiar yet unfamiliar breath coming from behind the crowd.
He turned his head sharply.
I saw a gray-robed figure standing at the edge of the crowd under the platform.
The hood covered most of his face, and only a section of his white jaw and a pair of eyes as clear as they were in the past could be seen.
She had no sword in her hand, just standing there quietly, as if she just happened to pass by.
The moment their eyes met, Cangwu's heart was shocked. It was him!
Luo Li looked at him and nodded slightly, as if responding to the promise she made that year.
Cangwu clenched the Calming Sword in his hand, and the residual warmth of the sword seemed to flow through his palm and burn all the way to his heart.
He wanted to step forward, but was surrounded by leaders of various tribes who came over. The voices of congratulations and oaths drowned him like a tide.
When he finally broke free from the crowd and looked in the direction he had just come from, the gray-robed figure had already disappeared in the bustling crowd, as if he had never appeared.
Only a breeze remained, carrying a few yellowed autumn leaves, passing over the stone steps of the Conferred God Platform.
Luo Li left the Conferred God Platform because she knew that now was not a good time to meet him.
At night, Cangwu and Dishi stood in the yard, looking at the bright moonlight, speechless for a moment.
It was at this time that Luo Li came into the yard.
The moonlight flowed like water across the bluestone slabs in the courtyard, stretching the shadows of Cangwu and Dishi into long and slender ones.
Emperor Shi first noticed something, turned his head to look at the gate of the courtyard, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Cangwu's heart moved slightly, and he followed his gaze, and his breathing suddenly stopped.
Luo Li just stood there, the edge of her hood was coated with a layer of silver light by the moonlight, and her figure looked particularly thin in the night.
She no longer tried to conceal her aura; the pure and powerful chaotic power spread out like a deep stream, making the surrounding moonlight seem a little softer.
"Your Excellency..." Emperor Shi spoke first, his tone full of inquiry.
Over the years, he had heard Cangwu mention the mysterious helper of Heifengyuan countless times, but he still didn't know the other party's origins.
"Long time no see, Cangwu."
Luo Li looked at the young man in white clothes as white as snow. The youthfulness between his eyebrows had faded, and he had gained some of the calmness of a leader. Only the sharpness in his eyes remained the same as when they first met.
Cangwu tightened his grip on the Dingshen Sword slightly, and the sword reflected her appearance as well as his own suddenly accelerated heartbeat.
He had imagined it countless times, but never imagined it would be such a scene.
On a moonlit night when the dust had settled, she arrived unexpectedly.
"It's you." His voice was a little tense, and thousands of words were stuck in his throat, and finally turned into only these two words.
Luo Li chuckled and turned her gaze to Emperor Shi: "Emperor Shi, how are you?"
The surprise in Emperor Shi's eyes deepened as the other party actually recognized him.
He thought of the evil remains in Black Wind Abyss that looked identical to himself, and instantly understood something. He bowed and said, "Thank you for your help back then, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
Luo Li waved her hand and looked at Cang Wu again, "I came here this time because I want you to do me a favor."
Cangwu's heart was lifted, and he said with almost no hesitation: "You say."
Over the years, he has wanted to find her countless times, to find out what happened back then, and even more to repay her for saving his life.
Now that she has taken the initiative to ask, let alone just a favor, even if she wants him to devote all the strength of the newly established Lingwu Ancient Clan, he will definitely agree.
Luo Li looked at him and said, "It's very simple. I need you to put some of your power into the spiritual master inheritance of the ancient spiritual warrior clan of the Great Wilderness."
Cangwu was stunned.
He originally thought it would be about finding something, breaking a formation, or being related to a hidden threat, but he never expected it to be such a request.
Put some power into the inheritance of the Spirit Master?
That inheritance was the foundation he laid for the ancient Lingwu clan. Only successive Ling Lords could inherit it, and it was related to the rise and fall and survival of the entire tribe.
"This power..." He hesitated and spoke, his eyes fixed on Luo Li's clear eyes, "Will it have an impact on the inheritor?"
Luo Li shook her head, her tone calm but filled with unquestionable certainty: "It will not interfere with anyone's will, nor will it devour the original power. It is like a seed, awakening only when the inheritor truly needs it, and transforming into a barrier to protect the Great Desolate."
Cangwu was silent.
When he thought of Black Wind Abyss, he thought of the chaotic power flowing through her fingertips, so powerful yet so easily controlled, as if it were naturally integrated with the laws of heaven and earth.
The power left behind by such a person must be extraordinary.
"Why me?" He asked the question deep in his heart. "With your ability, it might be safer to find a secret place to seal it away."
"Because I believe in you." Luo Li's voice was soft, but it was like a feather brushing across her heart. "Also, because you are the future guardian of this land."
She paused, looking up at the night sky outside the yard. The moonlight cast a faint shadow under her hood. "I don't belong here. One day, I will leave."
Cangwu's heart sank suddenly.
Leaving? Was she going to leave after all?
The belief that has kept him going over the years, in addition to the determination to protect the wilderness, also has a hint of hidden expectation.
Perhaps one day, he would be strong enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with her and ask her why she appeared in the Black Wind Abyss, why she saved him, and why she left quietly.
But at this moment, her words were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing the extravagant hope that had just emerged.
"You want to leave?" He heard his voice trembling a little, and even the hand holding the sword tightened slightly.
Luo Li turned back and looked at his tense profile. A hint of subtle tenderness flashed in her eyes: "Yes. I don't belong to this era."
"Era?" Cangwu caught sight of this unfamiliar word, and his suspicions grew even stronger. "Who are you?"
Luo Li didn't answer directly. She only said, "In three days, I will give you the power."
Cangwu looked at her, the moonlight outlining her figure under the hood. Her clear eyes seemed to hide the sea of stars and a distant place that he could not understand.
The words came to my lips, but they only turned into a sentence: "Okay."
No matter who she was, no matter where she was going, she needed him at this moment, and that was enough.
Indra looked at the scene before him, and a flash of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.
The woman in front of him obviously did not belong to the conflict in this vast wilderness. Her appearance was more like a quiet turning of the gears of fate.
"What is the source of this power?" Emperor Shi asked in a deep voice. He had to consider the future of the Great Wilderness.
Luo Li looked at him, her tone calm, "In addition to my own strength, there is also a ray of original power from the beginning of chaos, which can cleanse evil spirits and nourish spiritual veins. Putting it in the inheritance is both a protection and a gift."
Cangwu was shocked.
The power of chaos?
That was a power that only existed in legends. How could she entrust such power to him?
"You..." Cangwu was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say. Was it shock, gratitude, or some other complex emotion that made him uneasy.
He looked at her, wanting to say something, but she nodded slightly: "I'll take my leave first. See you in three days."
Before she finished her words, her figure faded away quietly like the mist under the moon.
The pure chaotic power also subsided, as if it had never appeared, leaving only the faint fragrance of grass and trees in the air.
Silence returned to the yard, only the moonlight continued to flow.
Cangwu stood where he was, the sword in his hand still bearing her shadow, but his heartbeat could not calm down for a long time.
Emperor Shi walked forward and patted him on the shoulder: "It seems that your obsession over the years has finally been resolved."
Cangwu took a deep breath and suppressed his turbulent emotions: "She... is not simple."
"It's more than just extraordinary," Emperor Shi sighed. "The power of the origin of chaos, that's the power that created the world. She can wield it at will, so her origins must be extraordinary. She said she doesn't belong to this era, and perhaps it's true."
Cangwu was silent.
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