Chapter 251 Moon Gazing
Jiang Xianwan circled around the area and, to her surprise, found Lan Bao's family.
When they met again, Lan Bao was filled with mixed emotions of joy and sorrow. He buried his head in her arms and gestured with his wings.
They said they felt something was wrong, and since they were taking the pills she left behind every day, their minds weren't significantly affected.
I dared not go out during this period, let alone hunt prey tainted by death energy. I survived by relying on elixirs.
Jiang Xianwan talked with them for a while and left behind three basins of medicinal pills.
After saying goodbye to the Blue Rat family, we went straight to the Alien Mouse Nest.
The chubby, strange rats probably sensed something was wrong, so they sealed the cave tightly, leaving only a trace of death energy.
Perhaps fearing it would go insane, it chose to fall into a deep sleep.
Jiang Xianwan touched the Strange Rat King, examined it carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He then set up several arrays in the caves where the strange rats gathered, left two basins of pills and a bag of melon seeds, climbed out of the caves, and carefully sealed the entrances tightly.
She casually plucked a blade of grass, put it in her mouth, and at that moment the bright moon hung in the sky, and the chirping of insects began.
The dazzling spirit tower still flows with ancient and intricate runes, endlessly.
Jiang Xianwan slowly took out the Star Wheel and held it on his fingertip.
With a "thud".
A broken tombstone was accidentally brought out.
Distracted, he stretched out his toe and gently hooked the tombstone into his hand.
Jiang Xianwan frowned, his mind filled with thoughts of Lan Bao, whose beastly eyes were red from crying, and the deathly aura of the Void Ancient Realm.
"If only there were something that could contain all this death energy and everything underground."
"But if so many spirit towers can't do it, what in the world can contain so much death energy?"
"How about... we try putting some on?"
She felt that in some things, she wasn't really... quite good at pretending.
tombstone:"……"
What are you pretending for?
You tiger-woman.
Try it and you'll die!
Trying everything will only hurt you!
Jiang Xianwan muttered to himself, then sat down cross-legged on the spot, drawing in a wisp of deathly energy.
It seemed as if it wanted to use its own body as a container, attempting to stuff all the death energy, along with what lay beneath it, into its own body.
The tombstone she casually tossed aside, used to her tiger mothers' mad dog-like behavior of seeking death, couldn't help but feel sorrow.
Tiger girls can't afford to kill themselves, can they?
If she dies, how will it live?
After a brief moment of consideration at the tombstone, fearing he might not be able to return, he took a deep breath without saying a word.
It's true that the rules of Heaven restrict it, but Heaven didn't say that it can't do anything!
What's wrong with taking a few breaths of death air?
Can't we just give the child something to eat?
Jiang Xianwan kept her eyelashes closed, her sleeves trailing like smoke to the ground. She didn't notice that beneath the thin hem of her skirt, the dog's furtive tombstone shifted slightly the moment she closed her eyes.
Fine, wispy mist, like smoke and a dream, seeped from inside the monument and spread across its surface, forming countless translucent ribbons that moved about.
The deathly aura floating in the air suddenly surged in from all directions at an extremely fast speed, almost twisting into a wisp of black smoke, and entered the monument.
The tombstone glanced inside and pondered to itself how many times it would take to absorb less than a tenth of its current power to finish the job.
The monument contains a world of its own, divided in two, as if abruptly pieced together and stitched together.
The golden crow, the star cluster, and the jade wheel all hung in the void at the same time.
Half of it is the golden sun hanging high in the sky.
The golden-red flames almost pierced the sky, boiling the floating sea of clouds below and sending up magnificent yet deadly smoke.
Half of it is the distant stars.
The cold, jade-like moon steadfastly guards its half-territory, refusing to shed its original white silk-like color, flowing silently in the void.
They clashed and influenced each other, maintaining a precarious harmony, yet strangely and precisely supporting each other in a balance.
It constructs a magnificent yet absurd picture in the void.
Find that breathtaking, precarious, yet wonderfully wondrous balance amidst seemingly irreconcilable tensions.
And beneath that vast sky.
The lake water is as smooth as a mirror, seemingly suspended above the earth like a thin but resilient membrane.
Deep inside was another upside-down world.
On the other half, where the stars formed a canopy, two identical faces were reflected.
One person is like the essence of moonlight solidified into form.
She wore a plain white brocade robe, her eyebrows were like distant mountains with dark eyebrows, she was gentle and otherworldly, and her black hair flowed like moonlight, tied back with only a single piece of ice silk.
A few strands of hair brushed against her smooth forehead and snow-white cheeks, her skin a near-transparent, cold white.
It is an ethereal quality unto which there is no earthly existence.
The other person resembled a cold jade in a snowy stream.
She wore a long, black robe with wide sleeves, her eyebrows were like carved cold jade, deep and unfathomable, and her long hair was like a waterfall of ink, loosely held back only by a dark, ancient wooden hairpin.
A few stray hairs fell from her forehead, causing the surrounding spiritual light to sink and stagnate.
It adds a touch of aloofness and coldness.
One is white, the other is black; one is like water, the other like an abyss; one is lively, the other is calm and still.
As twins, they have almost identical bone structures, yet they are like two sides of a mirror, the most direct and concrete representation of yin and yang.
The world beneath the lake is crystal clear, with a soft glow and pure air, completely undisturbed.
The deathly aura of the world above the lake mirror swept across the heavens and earth, thick with blackness, yet it was torn apart by a shadow cast by the power of the Heavenly Dao.
The smell of the tombstone made me want to vomit.
Jiang Xianwan... still unaware.
She tried a few times, forming hand seals, her body radiating spiritual light, but she was forced to expel the death energy from her body.
After pondering for a while, resting his cheek on his hand, he put the tombstone and star wheel into his mustard seed bag and decided to go back and think of a way with his three senior brothers.
Unbeknownst to them, death energy was still silently surging forth, then suddenly dissipated.
Jiang Xianwan returned to the Taixu Sect's residence and paused as she passed Yun Weize's room.
They were intercepted by a man and a fish.
Emperor Yin wore a long, plain white robe, like a pure and elegant jade tree under the moon, exuding ultimate simplicity.
The lines of the hem and wide sleeves flowed like water, draping perfectly, like solidified frost or flowing mist, with not a speck of dust daring to fall upon them.
He just stood there obediently under the tree... watching her expectantly.
In her hands... she was also holding a fat fish that was staring at her longingly.
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Upon seeing her, the fish felt extremely aggrieved, its head and tail swaying and its mouth opening wide.
Di Yin blushed and awkwardly covered the fish's mouth, afraid it would disturb Jiang Xianwan.
Unaware that the longing in her eyes was far brighter than that of a fish.
It has to be said that Jiang Xianwan couldn't resist the cute contrast between her aloofness and her tendency to blush easily.
He strolled over and casually asked, "Sunbathing under the moon?"
"We'll wait for you!" the man and the fish said in unison.
After saying that, Di Yin bit her lip, shyly shifting her gaze away slightly before immediately looking back.
With her eyelashes drooping slightly and her cheeks flushed, she stammered softly, "I...I'm awake."
The implication is—
You said you'd come find me as soon as you woke up.
Hesitated for a moment.
His gaze swept over a candle's shadow on the windowpane, and he hurriedly added nervously, "Are you looking for him?"
After pausing for a moment, realizing she shouldn't have asked any more questions, she explained with annoyance, "You go ahead and do your work."
As he spoke, his tone gradually became erratic, as if he felt that his words sounded somewhat stiff no matter how he phrased them.
She acted as if throwing a tantrum, vying for Yun Weize's affections and putting him in a difficult position.
Finally, he lowered his head in frustration, looked at the grass beneath his feet, and said dejectedly, "I came out to bask in the moonlight."
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