Chapter 43 Turning Gu Qi's Corpse into a Puppet
In the secret chamber of Qingluo Palace, Han Wei stood beside the altar, on which lay Gu Qi's corpse.
As she looked at Gu Qi's corpse, memories of her past life flooded back.
A cliff appeared before Han Wei. Yun Qingyao had her back to her, her long hair flying in the wind: "Emotions are always a woman's biggest obstacle. If you want to go far, don't love any man."
After Yun Qingyao's figure disappeared, she saw Xu Lingyue, dressed in a red wedding gown, her soul vanishing into nothingness; she saw Qing Ning commit suicide; she saw Yu Ji nailed to Mount Chaisang...
Han Wei's gaze grew colder and colder.
She did nothing wrong. If she hadn't killed Gu Qi, he would definitely not have let her go once he recovered.
Yes, she was right.
She looked down at Gu Qi's corpse, and after repeatedly convincing herself, she finally hardened her heart again. She would turn Gu Qi's corpse into a wooden spirit puppet.
This guy used to be a high-level cultivator. Although we don't know which realm he was at, just based on the fact that he cultivated the "Myriad Manifestations Technique," if we use his corpse to make a wood spirit puppet, the puppet would at least have the cultivation level of the Void Refinement stage.
Han Wei helped Gu Qi's body sit up and reached out to take off his clothes.
Han Wei's gaze shifted from the deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest to the red totem on his arm. The familiar totem made her heart skip a beat. She then brushed aside his long hair that fell down his back and looked at his back.
He also has a red totem on his back.
The totem occupied a third of his back, extending from his back to his arms. The red totem was filled with an indescribable aesthetic beauty, and after gazing at it for a moment, it seemed as if a chaotic world appeared before his eyes.
Han Wei felt as if she had been struck by lightning.
What... what is this...?
She had seen such a totem before, on another person.
It was in a sickly young boy.
As long-buried memories awakened, she saw before her eyes once more the glistening pear blossoms and the spotless boy beneath the pear tree.
In her previous life, when Han Wei had reached the Void Refinement stage, she encountered a powerful enemy and was nearly killed. She survived, but accidentally entered a small realm with extremely scarce spiritual energy. She lost her memory, forgetting who she was and that she was a cultivator.
She was picked up by a boy.
The boy's name was Lu Qingheng.
He was born into nobility, possessed an otherworldly appearance, astonishing intelligence, and a pure and innocent heart. However, he was frail and sickly from a young age, and everyone predicted that he would not live past the age of twenty.
She, suffering from amnesia, spends her days and nights with Lu Qingheng.
Afterwards, they fell in love and married. She cured him, and they lived a blissful life together. Then…
Then she regained her memory.
Lu Qingheng is good in every way, but he has no spiritual root.
Without spiritual roots, he was destined to be a mortal for life. How could he stay with her? For the sake of the Great Dao, she had no choice but to sever their ties of love with her sword.
Two years after she married Lu Qingheng, she left him.
She never went back to see him before he died.
She cultivated all the way from the Void Refining stage to the Tribulation Transcending stage, a full twelve thousand years. She thought she had completely forgotten him, but at the moment she transcended the tribulation and became an immortal, he appeared before her.
The Tribulation of Inner Demons.
The final tribulation of demonic possession brought back all the fears on her path of cultivation, putting her in the most dangerous life-or-death situation once again, which she overcame.
Then he appeared.
A boy, as pure and radiant as a pear blossom, stood before her. He didn't grab her hand with angry fury, demanding why she had abandoned him. His gaze was calm and sorrowful; he simply said softly:
"My life is but a fleeting moment to you, why can't you even linger for this moment?"
She had overcome all danger and fear, but this simple sentence shattered her Dao heart, causing her to perish both in body and soul.
She couldn't answer the question, or rather, she didn't dare to answer it, so she succumbed to her inner demons.
Why does Gu Qi have the same totem as Lu Qingheng?
When she first saw the totem on Lu Qingheng's body, before she had recovered her memories, she already felt it was extraordinary. Lu Qingheng said it was a birthmark, something he had since he was born.
After her memories were restored, she paid close attention to the totem on his body, always thinking that perhaps he did not have spiritual roots, but being born with such a totem must mean he had something extraordinary about him.
No matter how she verified it, all she could prove was that he was just a mortal.
In the end, she gave up.
Why?
Why does Gu Qi have this totem on his body?
He looks like Lu Qingheng, and he even has the same totem on his body.
Her trembling fingers caressed the man's body, her fingertips touching the red totem. Lu Qingheng wasn't born yet; he wouldn't be born for another 1250 years.
A bold idea flashed through her mind like lightning.
She looked at Gu Qi's profile, and her hands trembled even more violently.
Are you his past life?
In her past life, she abandoned Lu Qingheng; in this life, she killed his past life.
God, you're really playing a joke on me! God, why are you so cruel?
Han Wei's face turned deathly pale, and she felt a tearing pain in her heart. The boy under the pear tree and Gu Qi's smiling face appeared alternately, eventually merging into one.
The memories of her past and present lives were like a storm, tearing her heart to shreds.
She held Gu Qi's cold body, large tears rolling down her face. She buried her face in the crook of his neck, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.
After crying her heart out, Han Wei let go of Gu Qi.
She stared at Gu Qi's cold corpse for a long time before a strange smile appeared on her lips.
So what if he killed her? He forced her to do it first.
Han Wei was never a kind person.
Lu Qingheng was too weak and a burden, so she abandoned him.
Gu Qi wanted to control her, and she was an obstacle, so she eliminated her.
She did nothing wrong.
Lu Qingheng's voice rang in her ears again, "My life is but a fleeting moment to you, why can't you even linger for this moment?"
Why?
Han Wei was breathing rapidly.
Because she feared that if she stayed too long, she would become even more hopelessly in love. After a brief century of joy, she would be left with the boundless pain of losing her beloved, a pain that would weaken her and ultimately erode her character.
The Great Way is ruthless, so she can only be ruthless.
She can now answer the question about her inner demons.
She bit her finger expressionlessly, drawing bright red blood, and used it to draw a rune on Gu Qi's forehead.
This body cannot be wasted.
1250 years later, she will go to find Lu Qingheng. If Gu Qi's soul is indeed reincarnated as him again, then let's settle the karma of our past and present lives together.
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The Heavenly Court is the Boundless Heaven beyond the Thirty-Six Heavens.
The dome of Qingwei Palace is incredibly high, seemingly connected directly to the origin of the universe. Instead of painted decorations, the dome is adorned with figurative projections of the celestial bodies, their cool, clear light enveloping the already desolate and massive palace in a grand and ancient atmosphere of mystery.
The Heavenly Emperor, with his silver hair and golden eyes, sat on his throne. His long silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and his handsome face was completely expressionless.
He looks very much like his reincarnation, Gu Qi, but is even more handsome. But even though his face is exactly the same as Gu Qi's, no one would mistake him for someone else.
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