Chapter 121, Section 7: The Sickly Beauty of the Cultivation World
Yu Wanwan didn't say anything more.
If she weren't such a pitiful little thing in this world, she wouldn't even bother saying those few words.
After Chu Yansheng left, Wugou Peak became even more deserted.
Fortunately, Yu Wanwan was already used to this kind of quiet.
They spend their days cozy in the courtyard, basking in the sun, tending to the flowers and plants, enjoying their carefree life.
Unfortunately, this peaceful period didn't last long before Jiang Wanheng brought some news.
"Ah Wan, pack your things, we're going down the mountain tomorrow."
Yu Wanwan paused, somewhat surprised.
"Go down the mountain?"
She didn't want to cause trouble, so she didn't go too far and just maintained the basic functions of this body.
No matter who comes to see her, she is still that sickly woman who could be blown away by the wind and could die at any moment.
Given her condition, how could Jiang Wanheng bear to take her down the mountain?
"The Mission Hall has assigned me a mission; I need to go to the Suspended Mirror Pavilion."
Jiang Wanheng looked at her with pity and sighed.
“Xuanjing Pavilion is on Penglai Island. I went up and down the mountain and heard that Master Qihuang has recently settled there. We can go and take a look on the way.”
Yu Wanwan understood.
This is to take her to see a doctor.
Yu Wanwan was not very willing to move.
In this world, no one but her can cure this body; going there would be a waste of effort.
only……
Seeing the worry and the faint expectation in Jiang Wanheng's eyes, she finally didn't refuse.
"good."
Soon, Jiang Wanheng bid farewell to the sect with Yu Wanwan and embarked on the journey to Penglai.
Penglai is located outside the East Sea, while the Xuan Tong Sword Sect is in the north.
This journey is long and arduous.
Because Yu Wanwan's body couldn't withstand the bumpy ride, Jiang Wanheng didn't use his sword but instead bought a carriage.
This carriage was certainly not an ordinary carriage.
The decor is understated yet luxurious, the interior is spacious, and there are even galloping horses pulling carriages.
The carriage walls are engraved with intricate runes, ensuring that the carriage will not bounce inside no matter how fast it flies.
Yu Wanwan sat very comfortably.
It's good to be rich.
No matter how fast a carriage flies, it can never match the speed of riding a sword.
After traveling for several months with frequent stops, the brother and sister finally arrived at the coast of the East China Sea.
Along the way, during breaks to rest and replenish supplies, the two of them heard a lot of news.
Starting from Yunmengze, more and more natural disasters are occurring.
Floods, earthquakes, collapses of secret realms, and so on.
While cultivators can handle flash floods and earthquakes, the impact of a collapsing secret realm is not so easily dealt with.
Many small aristocratic families perished as a result of this calamity.
The further east you go, the more frequently this happens.
Even Yu Wanwan and Jiang Wanheng witnessed the annihilation of the secret realm.
Fortunately, the carriage was well-defended and they were far away, so they were not greatly affected.
Jiang Wanheng glanced outside and drove away in the carriage without hesitation.
"You're not going to do anything?"
Yu Wanwan leaned against the window, watching the chaos over there.
Jiang Wanheng touched her hair, tightened his jaw, and shook his head slightly.
"Someone will take care of it; it's not my place to interfere."
In the Dongjing area, there are also their own leaders.
They will naturally handle what happens here.
The last time he came this way was simply because he happened to run into something in the East China Sea that he needed for his mission.
Moreover, nothing is more important than his sister.
He didn't say it, but Yu Wanwan understood.
After a few seconds of silence, he retreated into the carriage and closed the window.
"Too much attachment is detrimental to spiritual practice."
He shouldn't be unaware of such a simple truth.
Jiang Wanheng understood, of course.
The first lesson in spiritual practice is to sever ties with one's past.
It's not about severing ties and cutting off all love, but about upholding one's principles, not being burdened by external things, and not being hindered by worldly ties.
"What's the use of cultivating oneself if one can't even protect one's closest relatives?"
He looked at Yu Wanwan, his eyes clear and bright.
“Ah Wan, my path is to protect those I want to protect. I understand what I am doing.”
Yu Wanwan blinked, hummed in agreement, and didn't continue.
I was just reminding him.
Everyone has their own way of doing things.
Since he knew what he was doing, she had nothing to say.
Several days later, the two finally arrived at Penglai Island.
Just like the legendary fairy island.
From afar, an island is shrouded in colorful clouds, with mist swirling around it and cranes flying in formation.
However, when the carriage landed on the ground, Jiang Wanheng immediately realized something was wrong.
There are numerous patrolling cultivators around Penglai, with guards almost every three steps, making it a heavily guarded area.
Everyone entering or leaving the fairy island must undergo strict checks.
If anything is found to be wrong, expel them immediately.
"Something's not right. Don't get out of the carriage."
"Um?"
Jiang Wanheng explained in a low voice.
“I have been to Penglai Island several times, and even during grand ceremonies, their security was never this strict.”
Yu Wanwan narrowed her eyes and nodded obediently.
The long queue moved slowly; it took them about half an hour to get to the front of the line.
Jiang Wanheng jumped off the carriage and handed over his identity jade token and mission letter.
After the squad leader checked and found nothing wrong, his attitude was fairly polite.
"So it's Senior Brother Zhanxi. The East Sea has been quite turbulent lately, and the Island Lord has ordered strict checks on entry and exit. Please forgive me, Senior Brother!"
Jiang Wanheng took back the jade token and the mission letter, and nodded.
"Of course."
"Senior Brother Zhanxi, who's in the carriage...?"
Jiang Wanheng lowered his eyes, looking somewhat forlorn.
"It is my younger sister. She heard that Master Qihuang has settled here, so she came here specifically to seek medical treatment."
Yu Wanwan leaned against the carriage door, bowing weakly in greeting.
As he straightened up, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times in a seemingly serious manner.
That excessively pale face and that emaciated figure, which looked as if a gust of wind could blow him over, made it clear to anyone that he was terminally ill.
The squad leader had no doubts.
The legendary physician Qihuang is indeed on the island. It's unclear who leaked the information, but recently, most of those coming to Penglai Island have come seeking medical treatment.
Looking at Yu Wanwan, a hint of regret flashed across his face, and he let her go.
Not long after arriving on the island, disciples from the Suspended Mirror Pavilion came to greet them.
"Senior Brother Zhanxi, I'm afraid your sister will not be able to enter the Pavilion. Please forgive me."
Jiang Wanheng was somewhat surprised, and his confusion deepened.
"But what happened?"
The Suspended Mirror Pavilion has no rule against receiving outsiders.
The disciple looked troubled.
"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Zhanxi."
Jiang Wanheng fell silent and didn't make things difficult for him.
He found a familiar inn, settled Yu Wanwan in, and then followed the disciple to the Suspended Mirror Pavilion.
Yu Wanwan stayed in the inn, lying on the bed, carefully reviewing the events that had occurred during this period.
Natural disasters caused the spiritual energy to dissipate and the secret realm to collapse.
This clearly indicates a problem with the very origin of the world.
Aside from Chu Yansheng, who seemed to think she had been reborn, she didn't notice anything unusual.
She couldn't believe that a little girl who hadn't even reached the Golden Core stage could cause such a big problem.
All things are born...
What exactly did they do?
The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became, so Yu Wanwan gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.
Are you crazy?
With her body in this state, she still dares to touch her source of power!
Aren't you suffering enough already?
They're just taking advantage of their immortality, acting recklessly and doing whatever they want!
"To be honest, if I were to remain blind and deaf, knowing nothing, the world might collapse at any moment!"
It doesn't matter if the world collapses, but her fragments are still on Xu Qingzhou!
What if the world collapses and Xu Qingzhou makes a mistake, and her fragments can't be retrieved?
Dao Guo couldn't refute it, so he could only silently channel his power to assist her and make things easier for her.
Unseen forces, centered on her, rapidly spread outwards, enveloping the entire land.
The whole world, in its most primitive form, unfolds before your eyes like a scroll painting.
Countless voices rang in my mind, a chaotic and noisy cacophony.
Wherever there are plants, nothing escapes her eyes and ears.
She is these plants, and these plants together make up her.
Yu Wanwan swiftly traversed mountains and rivers, rapidly surveying and inspecting this world.
In just a few breaths, she found the source of the anomaly.
The Eastern Mirror Land, the origin of the world.
The primal force that should have sustained this world has vanished, leaving only a faint, almost disappearing aura of chaos.
"?"
Holy crap!
What about the power of origin?!
What happened to such a huge core of the world? How could it just disappear like that!
Could it be that all things have succeeded in their creation?
No, all living things don't care about sustainable development.
For those guys, there are plenty of worlds to go around, more than they can wipe out, so why bother maintaining one world or pursuing sustainable development?
If they had succeeded, the world would have collapsed to the ground long ago, and it would never be as bad as it is now.
Since they failed, what about the power of origin?
Could it possibly grow legs and run on its own?
Yu Wanwan was full of questions and changed her perspective even faster.
As we passed over a cloud field that resembled a fairyland, our gaze suddenly paused.
Above the Cloud Field, a figure in white stood suspended in mid-air.
It is Xu Qingzhou.
He held a long sword, his face was cold, and the boiling killing intent surrounding him was something she had never seen before.
Opposite him was a demonic cultivator emanating black energy.
This demonic cultivator was also at the peak of the Mahayana stage.
At the same cultivation level, Xu Qingzhou is recognized as the strongest and most unreasonable sword cultivator, capable of challenging opponents of higher levels.
The demonic cultivator, on the other hand, was versatile, treacherous, cunning, and slippery.
For a time, the two were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand.
Yu Wanwan's attention was completely elsewhere, not on their battle.
Her "gaze" pierced through his physical body, reaching deep into his dantian.
There, a ball of light, radiating boundless vitality and interwoven with laws, resembling a fruit, floated quietly.
The mysterious power of its laws perfectly concealed its strength within its body.
Silently, it almost merged with the spiritual sea in his Purple Mansion, so much so that even Xu Qingzhou himself did not notice anything amiss.
"..."
Fruit fruit fruit fruit fruit!
I've found someone like you!
[...]
Daoguo was somewhat speechless, but more than that, he was curious.
It also looked towards the fruit.
It really is true!
This was the first time it had seen another of its kind. It was a little excited, but also inexplicably disappointed that it wasn't unique.
Yu Wanwan smacked her lips.
"Could it be that Xu Qingzhou accidentally discovered this World Fruit, mistook it for some kind of spiritual fruit, and picked it to eat?"
Daoguo was speechless.
That inexplicable sense of loss was dispelled.
[This World Fruit looks like it just formed recently; it's not even a juvenile yet, more like an embryo. It has no independent consciousness, only instincts. How could it possibly be outwardly visible and picked by someone?]
Of course, there's one more thing Dao Guo didn't say.
Does she think everyone is like her?
It was so ferocious that it charged straight into the origin of the world and forcibly plucked and ate the world's fruit!
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