037 felt like she was listening to a story in a good mood, but suddenly she was brainwashed by a huge amount of information. The CPU of the whole system was overheated and she felt dizzy.
No, wait...
[Ancestors, you went too far back then, and I still haven't quite figured things out, so—with your series of fierce operations, you've turned this little world into the possession of the main god alone?!]
Ruan Qing'an paused for a moment: "You could say that. After all, Xie Huainan is the Heavenly Dao, and the essence of this world lies in his single thought."
037: [Therefore, the consciousness projected by the main god landed on the Heavenly Dao, but the Heavenly Dao is order. When order itself possesses emotions, shouldn't this small world have already descended into chaos?]
"So I guess that Lou Yunqi and Mu Cangwu are the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao's emotions, having separated their emotional aspects."
037 remained silent, still in a state of utter astonishment.
037：∑(o_o；)
Just then, the man with his hands on the strings of the zither not far away suddenly seemed to realize something. When he looked up, he looked precisely in the direction of Ruan Qing'an.
"I was finally fortunate enough to meet you."
"Nice to meet you. My name is Mu Cangwu."
Logically speaking, most people cannot see a soul unless they gaze at it spontaneously. However, Mu Cangwu's mastery of the Dao of Souls was quite high, and he actually managed to attract Ruan Qing'an's soul from a thousand miles away.
Ruan Qing'an had already thought it through when he came, so he wasn't surprised at the moment. He slowly floated to the octagonal pavilion.
She didn't need to sit on a chair; she simply sat cross-legged in mid-air.
"Greetings, Your Excellency. I am Nguyen Thanh An."
The woman's slender and tall figure was like a wisp of smoke, as if it could be dispersed by a gust of wind. Even the hem of her clothes, which hung down when she sat cross-legged, seemed ethereal and dreamlike. However, her lead-gray eyes shone brightly, and her face, as clear and cool as the bright moon, did not lose any of its beauty.
Mu Cangwu looked up at her, then looked away a moment later: "Just like that madman said, I can't even bear to look at him."
"Can't even bear to look at it once?"
"……nothing."
Mu Cangwu's smile remained unchanged. He casually put the guqin back into his storage ring, and with a wave of his hand, two cups of tea appeared on the table.
When his slender fingertips tapped the table, his heartbeat, which he deliberately controlled with his spiritual power, calmed down considerably—he truly couldn't bear to look at it even for a second, because just one glance was enough to make him unable to resist.
That strange attraction, yet it makes people willingly accept it.
If Ruan Qing'an knew, he would understand that this was proof that Heaven had separated all emotional feelings.
At this moment, Mu Cangwu picked up his teacup: "Want to try some?"
But Ruan Qing'an did not answer. Instead, she maintained the original owner's persona and shook her head slightly with an air of nobility: "No."
"May I ask what brings you here specifically to summon this soul?"
"I heard something happened in Sanyue City. I found it interesting. I guessed the method you used in the end, so I naturally knew it could summon your soul. That madman told me about it."
Upon hearing this, Ruan Qing'an was speechless: "That madman?"
Mu Cangwu chuckled: "It's Lou Yunqi. You should have met him before, but he didn't have a chance to chat with you much."
"If we talk any more, my apprentice and I will probably be dead."
Recalling Lou Yunqi, who almost killed the original owner's body with a single drop of alcohol, Ruan Qing'an's expression froze for a moment.
But Mu Cangwu just laughed: "That madman knows, didn't he just wipe out the Yang family yesterday? Consider it an explanation for your disciple, so you won't keep blaming him for this."
"It sounds like you two have a pretty good relationship?"
Ruan Qingan asked casually.
But in her leaden eyes, there was a hint of probing – she still remembered the ridiculous thing in the apocalyptic world when those two scoundrels insisted on killing each other. She just hoped that these two wouldn't sneak around and ruin her mission objective, Shen Changlin.
Upon hearing this, Mu Cangwu put down his teacup: "I can barely be considered friends with that madman Lou Yunqi."
"However, rather than friends, we are more like-minded people. Ever since we became conscious, we have been wandering aimlessly in the mortal world or the cultivation world, experiencing trials."
Ruan Qing'an's eyes trembled slightly.
This is probably the method that Heaven uses to suppress emotions; it seems that neither of them knows their true identities.
But then, Mu Cangwu changed the subject: "Although we are living in a daze, we have always remembered one thing—we have been waiting and looking for someone. This is the meaning, or... value, of our existence since we started walking in this world."
"As I said before, Lou Yunqi and I are more like-minded than friends. Not long ago, I had a feeling, as if the heavens were telling us that the person we were looking for had appeared, but there was still no hint."
"But Lou Yunqi told me that he had found it."
At this point, Mu Cangwu's refined smile faded slightly, and he instead scoffed, "How could that be? How could I possibly believe it? It's just that fellow practitioners are unwilling to continue like this and want to give up."
"But he just told me to take a look."
"Here, they will tell us the answer."
His deep, hoarse voice grew increasingly heavy, and his long, slender fingers, which had been playing the strings, touched his heart, causing the atmosphere to freeze.
Ruan Qing'an, who was floating in mid-air, paused and floated back a little.
The current Mu Cangwu is like a wild beast awakened from its slumber, sensing the approach of its prey, and then baring its fangs, while the dangerous aura is subtly hidden behind a refined smile.
037: [Damn it...should we just slip away?]
Why did you run away?
Ruan Qing'an retorted, "I might avoid it once or twice, but can I avoid it forever? Should I just give up on my mission? The chances of those two running into Shen Changlin are practically 100%. Rather than being caught unprepared, we should first see what they're up to and figure out what they're really up to."
"Little system, I know you're not very useful, but it's okay, just protect my brain."
037: ...I was a little touched, though not much.
Meanwhile, Ruan Qing'an, who was floating in mid-air, drifted back a little more, and was now very close to the edge of the octagonal pavilion.
Her cool and aloof expression remained unchanged.
"Are you referring to me?"
"I apologize. Since I have already seen you, I will not disturb you any longer and will take my leave now."
But just as she was about to float out of the vermilion single-eaved octagonal pavilion, the pillars inside the pavilion suddenly shone brightly, just like the power that had brought Ruan Qing'an here before. It was equally cold and eerie, and the almost ghostly power made people's hair stand on end.
Frosty and scarlet, the soul chains burst forth in the blink of an eye, two chains as thick as an adult's arm binding the soul, their ends nailed into Ruan Qing'an's wrist.
"hiss--"
She cried out in pain.
Before she knew it, Ruan Qing'an had materialized. When she came to her senses, the man in the blue robe stood in front of her, with a refined and gentle smile, yet also a self-centered and reckless one.
"I originally wanted to invite you to be my guest. After all, why go through all the trouble of summoning your spirit from a thousand miles away just to catch a glimpse of you?"
She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but the pain from the Soul Lock made Ruan Qing'an unable to continue, and her soul became somewhat ethereal.
Soon, the already damaged soul could no longer remain conscious and could only fall into hibernation again.
Before she lost consciousness, she seemed to hear a low, husky, and magnetic voice, which was exceptionally pleasant to hear, yet carried a twisted love and obsession.
"After 146,782 years and 72 hours, I finally saw you for the first time, Qing'an."
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