Chapter 35 No one escaped; the birds fled in panic.
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Is that Miaomiao?
A familiar, melodious voice flowed into my ears, like gentle, leaping musical notes.
The most reliable and gentle man in Miaojue's memory appeared just like that.
And so, fragments of even deeper memories in my mind also surged forth with incredible vividness.
She remembered falling into the desolate mountains when she was a child. She rolled on the ground covered in dust and dirt, and the first person to pick her up was her second brother.
The man, carrying a bamboo basket and with his trousers rolled up, looked like an ordinary farmer. He placed her in the basket filled with herbs and didn't ask about her origins.
Miaojue is not a real child; she has a vague understanding of the world and longs to return to her familiar world, believing it was just an accident.
He smiled without saying a word, telling her that everything is governed by cause and effect, and then took out a few bamboo strips, woven them into a small animal he had never seen before, and gave it to her to play with.
Miaojue asked, "Is this a wolf, a sheep, or a lion?" He replied, "None of those; it's a very powerful creature."
Miaojue didn't believe it, saying she had seen all kinds of animals in the zoo. He laughed heartily and flattered her, saying that the zoo must be a place where gods live.
Miaojue then asked him if he could send her back to where she came from. He said it would be difficult because she appeared in a place where no one could possibly be, and he didn't know where she came from.
Miaojue watched as he carried her step by step toward a small mountain village where wisps of smoke rose from the mountains, knowing that was his home. He carried the child of unknown origin back to his family in a bamboo basket.
So the little girl asked, "Aren't you afraid that I might be some kind of terrible bad person?"
What was the second brother's answer back then?
Miao Jue stared blankly at the pair of gray-gold pupils before her, and in a daze, she recalled that look in her eyes.
It was the kind of expression that came from knowing you said something funny, but not having the heart to expose your pride, and never expecting to be asked such a question in one's lifetime, so one just smiled gently and wistfully...
Just like a truly mighty hand that doesn't crush roadside ants, it simply holds back its strength and gently pats you on the head.
In an instant, I understood many things.
It rushed past me in a daze and a panic, and I couldn't grasp anything.
But for some reason, she suddenly looked at the young man in white beside her.
From the past to the present, he has always been the person closest to her and the easiest to hold onto.
Many years ago, when my second brother brought back a little girl in a bamboo basket, the only boy on the whole mountain who was the same age as her was the first to object.
His eyes were bright, and he approached stealthily. Yet, he pouted, frowned, and looked like he wanted to shoo her away.
Miaojue couldn't hear what the adults were saying in the distance, but everyone's face showed hesitation and eagerness.
The young boy squatted by her basket, looking back many times, but no one came to persuade him to reluctantly accept it.
Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, so he pulled her out of the bamboo basket, grabbed her little hand, and said in a squeaky voice:
"From now on, I will raise you."...
Many years later, at this moment.
With a clear and discerning eye, Miao Jue watched as the dust settled.
His body tensed up even more, and he unconsciously looked away, his peach blossom eyes darting around, his face pale and conflicted.
How can we explain that the appearance and disappearance of the giant underwater monster had nothing to do with him?
He began racking his brains again to think of evidence that he was an individual.
Miaojue sighed slowly.
This breath contained a lot of meaning, like a wisp of startled cloud, ethereal and powerless, filled with disbelief, and finally falling to the ground sadly.
She turned to look at her second brother, whose eyes were grayish-gold, nodded, and whispered, "Yes, it is."
Fuji's eyes curved slightly, and he nodded softly, "Thank you."
He did not specify why he thanked him.
A Qilin with a severed tail should never be able to revive. The cause sown a hundred years ago has yielded its result a hundred years later; it turns out she was the one who brought him back from the brink of death.
He seemed not to understand the secret either, his eyes were blank, and he turned to look at the other three creatures on the floating island.
Fox eyes, fish eyes, and peach blossom eyes simultaneously and nonchalantly glanced around—surely they haven't noticed? Probably not, right?
Miao Jue wanted to laugh again, but casually looked away.
When Chu was being hacked and slashed by the male and female protagonists in Tianyan Kingdom, and when she returned to ten years ago and discovered that it was the villain causing trouble, Miaojue thought many times that when she saw her older brother and sister, she would definitely bring back the hundreds of knives that Chen Jin had used to harm her and complain about them.
Tell them that this person has now become an incredibly evil and terrifying world-destroying villain.
But now, looking at the soaking wet silver fox, the snail, her second brother who seemed to have fallen from the sky after the Qilin disappeared, and the villain's pale face that looked like he was about to die... she finally understood something.
It turns out that over the years...
No one was spared.
...
The girl seemed calm and didn't react much, as if she hadn't noticed anything.
The birds and the other ferocious beasts secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Fuji's quiet gaze was gentle and serene. He once again patted the girl's head, intending to pat her head, but this time he was bumped away by a light, white-clad figure.
Even after all the dust had settled, he still looked very weak.
His gaze was unfriendly as he leaned against Miao Jue, gesturing and asking, "That's strange, where did that fierce-looking Qilin that was spewing sparks go?"
Fuji, who was neither fierce nor capable of spitting fire, looked at him and smiled helplessly.
He understood Jin Shi's worries. They had never revealed their true forms to Miao Jue before. She had been raised by a group of people since she was a child. If she suddenly discovered that these people were actually giant beasts wanted by heaven and earth, she would naturally find it hard to accept.
The silver fox and the snail nodded to each other, waving their claws and fins as they pretended to be busy searching around.
Chen Jinshi, puzzled, glanced at her furtively with the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
He wanted to say something, but he was too restless to say more.
Fortunately, Miao Jue didn't ask any further questions.
She looked up at the sky, then quietly clenched her fist and walked alone to the other side of the island.
With her back to everyone, her pretty profile was expressionless, yet she gazed silently at the distant, mist-shrouded immortal realm... Langhuan.
In the past, she only felt that the world was a game between the male and female protagonists, and all the bloody truths just flowed through her without stopping, and had nothing to do with her.
But now, she also wants to kill those people.
Miaojue quietly squatted by the sea, watching the surface of the ocean, as silent and still as a tree.
Fortunately, she knew she was very useful.
Chen Jinshi quietly observed for a while, but the girl in the distance did not show any abnormality. He watched anxiously and suspiciously for a long time before finally turning his gaze to Bu Er.
He took a slight breath, and his thin lips parted, "So—"
"Where are Wei Yi, Cang San, and Yang Wu now?"
He could find all five people in the last position, but the four in the first position had completely disappeared and could only be in one place.
Upon hearing this, Xianba and Guiliu both turned their heads.
Fuji, however, still looked at the young man's pale face, and while quietly channeling energy into his pulse, sighed, "You can't do this anymore, Jinju."
Using blood and bones as a catalyst is a method of annihilation that leads to mutual destruction.
Ming Shi was the last one born from the Ancestral Stone. In the boundless chaos, the five elements merged, and he transformed into countless beings.
His blood and bones are an endless self, which can be manipulated into deadly moves.
But because of this, his wounds are irreparable.
The departed bones and blood are left only as emptiness, eternally shattered within him.
The young man in white pulled his wrist away, laughing nonchalantly.
"My situation is better than yours, don't worry about me."
Fuji's gaze, however, was filled with pity, and a rare seriousness appeared in his gray-gold eyes. "After rescuing them all, do you not plan to live anymore?"
Chen Jinshi chuckled softly.
The youngest boy from back then has now fully grown up. After a century, those once beautiful, feather-like eyes now hold an expression they can no longer comprehend.
"Before I die, they'll die first." Chen Jinshi smiled, his peach blossom eyes sparkling as he looked at the crouching figure in the distance.
"Besides, I haven't finished what I was supposed to do, so I won't die. Don't worry."
Fuji shook his head in disagreement, feeling he had failed in his duty: "We found everyone so that we could all survive together."
"So, where are they?" The young man in white raised his eyebrows.
Fuji closed his eyes slightly, then looked at the vast sea fog. The Langhuan Immortal Drum was still playing in the distance. "Yang Wu is silent, Cang San is nearby, and Wei Yi... she is with that person."
Chen Jinshi nodded. With the information, those people at the bottom of the sea were no longer needed.
After conquering the mainland, we'll invade Langhuan.
His fingertips slowly rose, but Fuji pressed them down. "Using blood to control killing will exhaust your strength. There's no need for that."
Dust settled slowly and forcefully pushed him away, a smile playing on her lips. "Second Brother, you haven't changed, and the world hasn't changed either, so—I have changed."
Only by taking mad revenge on the world can they reclaim everything that rightfully belongs to them.
Ten years later, he had almost succeeded, except for misjudging one person.
With his fingertips, still stained with blood, he tapped the ground, and the evil aura in his peach blossom eyes was undisguised. His black hair was slightly blown by the wind, as if an invisible force field was rippling around him.
The sea remained calm, but soon, a large area was stained crimson from the depths.
Fuji's eyes were filled with sadness, but it was directed at Jin.
This is his youngest brother, the last bird to fly out before Zu Shi lost its luster.
His undisguised sharpness now stems from the countless moments of despair he experienced while walking alone, and from watching helplessly as all his people were dragged into the chains of purgatory.
So I forgot how to fly freely.
After slaughtering all the disciples from various sects in the seabed, Chen Jinshi swayed slightly, then his brows relaxed, and he spoke in a cool and gentle tone: "Second brother, you were kind enough back then, but what was the result?"
Born as a fire-breathing Qilin, he possesses the power to scorch the four seas—so Langhuan was right about one thing: if Qilin Bu'er had the will, he could indeed bring a raging inferno that would sweep across the continent, causing droughts to last for centuries.
But he would never do that, neither in the past nor now.
Even after being imprisoned for a century and then seeing the light of day again, he still retained this gentle demeanor.
Fuji stood on the shore with his hands behind his back, his gaze gentle and distant: "I'm just beginning to feel the only remaining will."
"She seemed to have found...another possibility among all the causes and effects."
At that very moment.
The vast sea suddenly trembled, as if something was about to break through the water.
Hmm? There are living creatures too?
Dust settled, and he shakily propped himself up. He first enveloped them in a cloud of ashes to conceal their tracks, then raised his hand to continue the killing.
The next second, Gong Yuqiu dragged the unconscious Dongfang Yaotian, who had choked on water, and flew out of the sea on his sword in a disheveled state.
Chen Jinshi paused for a second, then withdrew his hand.
I forgot about those two things.
They're indestructible; they're incredibly resilient.
Miaojue also looked up from the shore at the same time. She had asked the system and guessed the direction of the next heart-wrenching moment for the male and female protagonists.
After intercepting and killing the Qilin, their main storyline will begin to converge on the most important part... returning to Langhuan, killing the most important members of the Underworld Clan, and achieving great things.
It is from this point onward that the chosen ones will begin to awaken to their true identities.
The secret is to look at your palm.
She had been thinking that she had restored the tail of the Qilin, and now that the Qilin had appeared in the world... Langhuan's attention to her, though delayed, would surely arrive. And this would most likely manifest as a tragic love story.
She wanted to see what else she could do for everyone.
The waves splashed and surged, and the male and female protagonists landed in a sorry state.
Dust settled, and with a look of disdain, he shifted his gaze to secretly observe the secret.
The Mandate of Heaven, the Twin Pearls of Yin and Yang... Bu Er's gaze fell on Gong Yuqiu's face, his eyebrows slightly raised.
He looks just like an old friend.
Gong Yujin... so that's what she was after.
Gong Yuqiu struggled to drag the unconscious Dongfang Yaotian ashore, coughing violently. The turbulent currents underwater had threatened her; had she not possessed a Heavenly-level Water Spirit Bone, she would likely have perished there.
But the giant mountains of the Central Plains, the Southern Flame Sect, and the disciples of the Crimson Cloud Sect could no longer climb up!
It's all her fault, it's all her fault for being useless!
Gong Yuqiu pounded the ground in remorse, his eyes gradually hardening.
Just now, she was traveling alone with Yaotian through the dark seabed, and she fell into a coma several times due to exhaustion. But just before she was about to emerge from the water, she suddenly broke through the limit of her spiritual bones.
Then she heard the voice of an elderly woman, soft and gentle, like ripples on water.
"Slaughtering the Underworld... a legacy for a thousand ages... you are Gongyu... it is destiny..."
"Beside you, the Netherworld Clan has been lying in wait for a long time..."
"It possesses the most unique spiritual bone in the world... All the misfortunes you encounter are caused by it..."
"Find it... that otherworldly soul..."
Gong Yuqiu barely opened her eyes, which were stinging from the seawater, and looked around in shock and confusion.
The voice, seemingly emanating from the very bones, clearly pointed to one person: Dongfang Qian.
She was referring to Dongfang Qian?
After leaving Tianyan Kingdom, they went through life and death together several times, and Gong Yuqiu never doubted her. But upon closer inspection, there were indeed many clues...
One day, Dongfang Qian's personality suddenly changed drastically, becoming completely different from before.
After that, she followed them around regardless of her own safety, and Dongfang Qian was always by their side whenever something unusual happened to her and Yaotian.
She knew a great deal about them and cared about them very much.
Most importantly, before his death, the Immortal Queyang cried out to her, asking her for a certain favor... All of this was something that the original Princess Dongfang, who had no spiritual bones, could not have done.
so……
Gong Yuqiu was astonished to glean one piece of information from all of this:
Dongfang Qian is a member of the Underworld Clan?!
To verify whether Dongfang Qian is a member of the Underworld Clan... we need to see if she possesses any items belonging to the Underworld Clan.
A strong sense of direction compelled her to do something.
...
Miao Jue watched from afar as the female lead's expression showed a struggle between heaven and man.
Given her understanding of this perfect couple, the female lead must have discovered something that could significantly impact her relationship with Dongfang Yaotian.
Regardless of the accuracy of this matter, it is certainly related to the Underworld Clan.
Miaojue stood up and dusted off the hem of her skirt.
She can't be of much help here, but she poses a great threat to the male and female leads.
But the moment she moved, the figure in white appeared behind her, grabbed her wrist strap, and asked in a tense voice, "Where are you going?"
Miaojue turned to look at him, but Chen Jinshi looked away again, avoiding eye contact, though he didn't let go of her hand.
Seeing that she didn't speak, he secretly moved his eyes to look, then turned back, his fingertips trembling anxiously.
Did she sense something?
Did he cover his eyes properly when they were underwater? Did she become too picky after seeing the Qilin beast? No, what's so interesting about that thing that's a wolf, a sheep, and a lion all at once?
…Hmm, in my opinion, he looks like some kind of frizzy creature.
The girl's almond-shaped eyes were bright. She pointed at the male and female protagonists and said, "I'm going to take care of them."
Chen Jinshi immediately turned his head back: "I'll go with you."
However, things didn't go as planned. As soon as he finished speaking, the compass hanging from his waist vibrated for a moment, and the magnetic needle instantly turned north.
Chen Jinshi's expression changed instantly, and his gaze immediately turned towards Bei Ling's direction.
Ling Qi has been captured.
He is a divine steed of heaven and earth, always roaming the world gathering information. For him to be trapped... he must be injured.
Fuji and the others also had slight changes in their expressions.
A hand suddenly poked his chest gently. "I can start over."
Dust settled, and he was taken aback.
The girl whispered, "He's been arrested, but I can turn back time."
Chen Jinshi realized what was happening, grabbed her wrist, and smiled, "I'd get caught even if I did it all over again, so I'll catch you myself."
The girl nodded, then nudged him, "Then go ahead."
Dust settled, and he looked down to meet Miao Jue's clear, bright eyes, which seemed to know nothing yet also knew everything.
His fingertips inexplicably curled up for a moment, and he felt a mix of fear and inexplicable anticipation.
“I’m here.” Miao Jue uttered a very skillful sentence.
Even if they don't reconcile, she will still help him.
Chen Jinshi was stunned for a moment, then his peach blossom eyes suddenly turned into a colorful light. He felt a mix of hot and cold sensations in his heart and couldn't help but laugh: "...So amazing."
Wow, that's amazing!
Ashes slowly rose from behind his spotless white robes, quickly sweeping towards Fuji.
Fuji reached out to stop him and whispered, "You haven't recovered yet, I'll stay with you."
A bird, feeling quite smug, pushed him aside, saying, "You think I wouldn't notice just because you've had all your tendons severed and you're standing still?"
Xianba and Guiliu immediately looked up and exchanged a startled glance.
They didn't notice.
The Fire Qilin spoke with a gentle yet helpless tone, as if looking at a stubborn child: "Beiling now has just as many Ice Death Warriors as it did back then, and fire attacks are the fastest."
Dust met his gaze and, knowing that Ling Qi's condition did not allow for any surprises, nodded, and Ash took him along.
Before leaving, he appeared in front of Miaojue again in an instant and quietly slipped something cool into her sleeve.
Miao Jue was taken aback for a moment, then realized something: "What kind of bone is this?"
Chen Jinshi thought smugly to himself, "It seems she still hasn't completely guessed it."
Then the pair of peach blossom eyes became a little happier.
"I found it—you returned the sword I had last time, so I'm giving you a new one now."
When he gave her the first bone sword, he didn't know she was her.
And this section is his keel protrusion.
...the bones of a male bird for flight.
Leave the bones behind, gather all the dust, and let go of all worries. Turn around with pride.
A light, cheerful voice came from behind.
"Then perhaps... you are a bird?"
The figure in white paused, stiffening from the spine upwards.
Then, carried by the wind and clouds, they fled in disarray.
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