Chapter 88 Who Will Take the Place of the Thunder Tribulation? "Heng Qichun! Think carefully about your identity..."
Soon, his master discovered that Nan Xu possessed demonic bones.
Elder Hengyang did not send Nanxu to the God Realm as he had promised. Instead, he used countless Demon-Concealing Pearls to cover the demon within him, hid him in Hezizhou, and ordered him not to recklessly use his spiritual power.
To the outside world, they only said that the disciple's cultivation was not proficient and that he couldn't even perform the immortal incantation.
Seven years.
The events in between were swept away by the memory bead, leaving Lou Yan with only a terrifying snowstorm before her eyes.
It wasn't until seven years later that everything became clear again.
That was the day the Demon-Concealing Pearl lost its effect, and Nan Xu's identity was exposed.
But what the world doesn't know is that that day was the day Elder Hengyang emerged from seclusion.
After days of heavy snow, Hezizhou was covered in white. A traitor born from the sect took advantage of Elder Hengyang's weakness before he came out of seclusion and broke the Yuan Cauldron he used for cultivation.
Countless streams of spiritual energy burst forth from the Yuan Cauldron, draining the color from Elder Hengyang's face. This was witnessed by Nanxu, who had come to serve his master.
He was too hasty. In his panic, he only thought about stopping the traitor, so he forgot to restrain his spiritual power. His meridians, which had not been in operation for seven years, started to circulate again. In an instant, all the demon-concealing beads lost their effectiveness. Demonic energy surged out along with spiritual power, the sacred mountain trembled, and the entire cultivation world became a boiling pot of water.
Later, the traitor died under the powerful demonic aura, and the demons and monsters of the Nine Netherworld Realm smelled the scent of the Demon Lord and surged up from all corners of the world, instantly causing countless lives to be lost.
He did not enter the demon realm, but knelt before Elder Hengyang before the demons arrived, just as he had done in Huatan Town that day, obediently raising his hands and letting his master bind him.
He personally escorted the gods to their deaths in full view of everyone.
Then, a thick, white mist appeared before my eyes.
The Memory Bead only records events within the Five Realms. As for what kind of divine punishment Nan Xu received, whether his soul was truly scattered, and how he became a boy with no memory under Elder Hengyang a thousand years later, there is no record at all.
But amidst the overwhelming confusion, Lou Yan figured out something insignificant—this was a commemorative bead that recorded the origins of the "demon bone" over the past thousand years.
Perhaps it's inappropriate to say it's unimportant.
Because he suddenly wondered when the next demonic bone would appear.
The white mist in front of him was suddenly torn apart. After a dizzying moment, Lou Yan opened his eyes and, before he could see the scene before him, he smelled a familiar scent.
It was a memory of raging fires burning mountains and rivers of blood, a taste he could never erase from his mind for two lifetimes.
Lou Yan shuddered and looked at the mountain forest in front of him in horror.
The snow was white and the already dry branches were burned clean by a demonic fire. The footprints left by the tiger clan when they left were still left in the snow.
A wounded wolf cub lay dying in the snow, its body covered in a thick layer of snow, and the skin on the back of its head, where the fur had not yet fully grown, was covered with a layer of ice.
That is...
Lou Yan's pupils contracted, and he recognized her at a glance as the child who had been abandoned by her parents.
His breathing became erratic, and without thinking about whether what he was seeing was an illusion, he rushed over and tried to pick up the wolf cub.
With a "thump".
He actually fell into the snowdrift.
The scenes in the memory bead were ultimately just illusions that had existed, but Lou Yan still felt that the snow foam beneath him was enveloping him inch by inch, trapping his limbs and making him unable to move at all.
Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from beside him. Lou Yan stiffened his neck and raised his head to look through the thick snow.
What came into view was a pair of shoes stained with snow mud, and a spotless hem of a robe.
Memories from his childhood, almost forgotten, surged up again. He didn't need to look up anymore; he already knew who it was.
Lou Yan wanted to lie in the snow and pretend to be dead.
But the cold snow hitting his cheeks jolted him awake, making him realize once again that he was inside the memory bead.
Once the illusion ends, will he really be able to return to the Eighteen Realms under the cover of the Demon-Concealing Pearl?
Even if I go back, will I end up with the same fate as Nanxu?
If he doesn't go back... will he ever see Heng Qichun again?
In a daze, Lou Yan suddenly felt a terrible thought arise in his mind—could Heng Qichun in the memory bead be the last time he saw his master?
He was startled by his own thought, and when he looked up again, Heng Qichun was already holding the weak little wolf in his arms.
Heng Qichun still had black hair back then.
The unruly little wolf was thus drawn into a gentle embrace, letting out a weak whimper in Heng Qichun's arms, and even licking the deity's hand with its warm tongue.
Lou Yan: ...
The scene before his eyes changed rapidly as a result.
Heng Qichun brought him back to the Eighteen Realms and took advantage of his extreme weakness to launch a sneak attack on his sensitive tail.
Heng Qichun kept the wolves locked in the Shenxiao Palace day after day, while he himself talked to Nanyushan outside about all sorts of nonsense that the wolves couldn't understand.
He was eager to cultivate himself into a human.
Later, he indeed transformed into human form and swallowed a not-so-innocent shark alive at Tianchi Terrace.
The mermaids rose up and attacked, forcing Heng Qichun to purge his own clan.
He knelt outside the Heavenly Sound Palace, watching his beloved god raise his sword and stab him between the eyebrows, revealing his wolf tail to everyone.
Then, I heard a "plop" sound.
It was the splashing sound when he was thrown into the rooftop pond.
Lou Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and his body was covered in snow, as if he had returned to the very beginning, when he was still a dying wolf cub in the mountains and forests...
etc!
Lou Yan suddenly looked up.
Why are the scenes from the previous life shown?
He had already been reborn once, avoiding the fate of being thrown into the rooftop pool, and the shark he had swallowed alive had already returned safely to its mother's side...
Why does this memory bead only record his experiences from his previous life?
Lou Yan was increasingly puzzled. He pushed himself up from the ground and urged his spiritual power to make the memory bead spin rapidly, trying to find the scene that belonged to this life after this.
The ball of light began to spin rapidly, and countless lights and shadows intertwined with memories, leaving only some unfamiliar figures in front of us.
Lou Yan had no time to care about what they said or did.
Soon, the memory bead stopped working, and he saw the last scene recorded by the bead.
The endless trees blocked out the sun, making the sky gloomy, and one could faintly smell a strange demonic aura.
—It was the day he was about to climb out of the rooftop pool.
The entire cultivation world was shrouded in dark clouds. Thick clouds rolled across the horizon, and although it was daytime, not a single ray of light could be seen.
A fierce wind swept through the air, causing sand and gravel to collide and make noise. Even the branches and leaves of the Endless Tree were whipped about by the wind, making one realize that the tree was about to be blown about by the wind and rain.
A bolt of lightning suddenly gathered from the dark clouds.
Blue-purple lightning cleaved the entire sky, seemingly about to pierce through the entire human world in the next moment.
"Heng Qichun! Think carefully about your identity!"
Lou Yan froze, turned around following the sound, and saw that there were thousands of people standing behind him, all of them fellow disciples from the Eighteen Realms.
They held swords or carried zithers, each in their proper place, poised to strike, forming a massive magic array.
Heng Qichun stood in the center of the crowd, facing off against Nanyu Mountain on the other side.
The sound just now came from Nanyu Mountain.
Lou Yan quickly skimmed over the scenes from the past three years, only to be surprised to find that Heng Qichun's face was pale, his spiritual veins were damaged, and his dantian was weakened.
It wasn't from the moment he conquered the Immortal Realm, but from that day onward, he had already begun to abuse his spiritual power.
He heard Heng Qichun call out "Senior Brother." "Three years ago, I sealed his meridians and closed his dantian. At this moment, his mortal body is no different from that of an ordinary person in Tiantai Pool. Today, this lightning strike will surely cause him to be reduced to ashes."
"I already imprisoned him in the Heavenly Pool with my own hands because of my identity as a 'god.' Today, I only want to protect his life as his master. What's wrong with that?!"
In Lou Yan's memory, Heng Qichun had always been a taciturn and cold person, and he rarely heard his master speak so much in one breath.
What shocked Lou Yan even more was Heng Qichun's words, "to protect his life as a master."
What's the meaning?
Could it be that before Heng Qichun perished with him, he mercifully saved the life of this demon wolf?
How ridiculous.
Two lifetimes have passed. Should I tell him that the hypocrite wasn't Heng Qichun, and the one who abandoned him wasn't Heng Qichun either?
Or perhaps, after reincarnating twice, he actually hated the wrong person?
That's impossible!
It must be that Xu Shengzi has concocted some illusion to deceive him, or that the memory bead has malfunctioned.
How could Heng Qichun possibly save him?
How could he possibly...?
Lou Yan found the whole thing ridiculous the more she thought about it, so she threw her head back and laughed out loud. But as she laughed, a hot tear suddenly welled up in the corner of her eye.
He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and his fingertips recoiled as if burned by a warm drop of water, as if he had slapped himself in the face.
He stood frozen in place, completely helpless.
Because the commemorative beads cannot be faked.
He had actually already guessed it.
He was just being stubborn, refusing to admit it or overturn the understanding he had formed over two hundred years across two lifetimes.
They had gone too far and almost forgot that they were originally a demon wolf.
If you are a demon, you will definitely have to go through a tribulation of lightning.
In his previous life, he never saw the heavenly lightning that was powerful enough to shatter his soul, even until he fell into demonic possession and died.
"Boom—"
Just then, a loud roar came from the horizon.
At that moment, the long-accumulated thunderbolt cleaved through the clouds and struck down with a deafening roar.
The lightning, which should have fallen into the pool at the top of the mountain, was redirected by a magic array formed by thousands of disciples, and instead struck the crowd.
The formation was broken, the longsword snapped, and the strings of the zither broke. The thunderous roar shook the tiger's mouth that held the magical artifact, causing it to bleed. The disciples struggled to hold on, but eventually staggered and scattered.
But the lightning had not yet subsided and was already upon them.
Lou Yan stood futilely to the side, watching helplessly as Heng Qichun stepped forward and blocked the tribulation lightning that was rightfully his.
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