Chapter 102 Ji Fuguang opened his eyes…
Sheng Zhiyi carried Ji Fuguang forward, passing through the lush forests of Qinghe Mountain and the surging Jinglan River.
For a moment, she felt that she would always be like this, together with Ji Fuguang, together witnessing the ancient night with its boundless gloom, and together gazing at the eternal daylight that flows like a clear stream.
As she passed by the river, she suddenly felt inspired and made a hand seal.
The autumn waters of the river rose into the air like a white ribbon, unleashing a sword technique from the Tianyan Sect, heading straight for her, just like when Ji Fuguang used his white silk to spar with Sheng Zhiyi on Shuanghua Peak.
Sheng Zhiyi took half a step back, broke off a tree branch with one hand to use as a longsword, and cut the white silk in half with one stroke. The autumn water poured out all over the ground with a "splash".
"Senior brother..."
His tone was initially cheerful, but then gradually became low.
Sheng Zhiyi turned her head, her cheek touching Ji Fuguang's forehead. Her voice had returned to calm, even with a slight upward inflection. "Look, I did it. I might even be better than you were back then. Now, you have to call me Senior Sister."
Yes, that day will definitely come.
The starlight in her almond-shaped eyes brightened a little more as Sheng Zhiyi put Ji Fuguang down.
This is a deserted barrier, which she rebuilt using the power of chaos, making it both hidden and safe.
Ji Fuguang lay quietly on the stone platform, his face calm. Upon closer inspection, there was even a hint of a smile on his lips, as if he did not regret his choice at all.
Upon seeing his expression, Sheng Zhiyi reached out, grabbed his cheek, and made a face. Touching his thin cheek, her fingers paused involuntarily.
She immediately laughed and said, "I've wanted to get my hands on your face for a long time, but now you can't resist me, can you?"
He rubbed and pinched Ji Fuguang's cheeks, making his originally slightly cool skin feel warm.
Sheng Zhiyi finally stopped what she was doing and quietly looked at Ji Fuguang.
The actions he had just taken did not elicit any response from him; his eyes remained closed, his eyelashes resting on his eyelids, as if he had just fallen asleep.
She leaned down slightly and placed a kiss on his brow, a fleeting touch.
"I'll definitely find a way, believe me."
Sheng Zhiyi completely sealed the barrier and turned to walk out.
Before transmigrating into the book, she wrote a lengthy review of 10,000 words, during which she meticulously analyzed the book.
There is a sentence in the book about the background setting of the origin of the world.
"The Eye of the Ruins, the place where all things begin and end."
This sentence has been glanced over by countless readers, but now every word carries immense weight.
She turned back one last time to look at the mountains and forests that had returned to normal. Only she knew that Ji Fuguang was quietly waiting here.
Sheng Zhiyi opened her mouth and whispered four words into the air.
"Wait for me to come back."
She had no time to be sad, nor the energy to be confused. Ji Fuguang was still waiting for her, and she had to come back as soon as possible.
Our first stop: the forbidden library of the Tianyan Sect.
In the chaos following the battle, no one noticed a blurry gray streak of light silently piercing through the layers of seals on the library.
Sheng Zhiyi moved as if she were in an empty place. Her aura blended with the surrounding world. Even the patrolling elders only felt a gentle breeze and did not notice anything unusual.
Standing on the top floor of the library, she looked around with some emotion.
This was a place she was not allowed to enter as a servant. She struggled at the entrance for a long time in order to get in, and in the end, she had to get others to vouch for her, but she could only get to the fourth floor.
Unexpectedly, she can now bypass numerous restrictions and move freely here.
Sheng Zhiyi walked past the bookshelves, ignoring the jade slips that recorded powerful cultivation techniques, and went straight to the deepest part, where bone fragments and tortoise shells that recorded ancient secrets and absurd legends were piled up. For a long time, no one had visited this place, and there was a thin layer of dust on it.
Dust swirled in the dim light. She closed her eyes, her senses flowing like mercury across the bookshelf.
A deluge of information rushed into her brain like a vast sea of stars, and Sheng Zhiyi frantically searched for clues, like looking for a needle in a haystack.
"...Ancient books record that the place where the North Star fell is a place of weak space, where ghostly shadows often appear..."
"...At the far end of the Eastern Sea lies a deep abyss. In the past, the great war between immortals and demons had not yet subsided, and the spiritual and demonic energies were mixed together, giving rise to strange creatures..."
"...The boundless sea is filled with hidden realms and is extremely dangerous..."
She captured, analyzed, and verified seemingly unrelated pieces of information, causing the power of chaos to burn rapidly, and her face turned somewhat pale.
Four hours later, she opened her eyes, a trace of blood appearing at the corner of her lips, but a look of understanding flashed in her eyes.
As expected, the Eye of the Ruins is hidden in the desolate place of star remains, concealed at the extreme where spirits and demons meet.
Without lingering, her figure faded again and disappeared into the library.
The second stop: the Demon Palace, the Temple.
A demon general wearing a silver helmet stood in the main hall, looking up at the ancient star map on the wall in deep thought.
For some unknown reason, he sighed, reached out and took off his helmet, placing it aside.
"you?!"
Turning around, he was astonished to find another figure in the temple at some point.
He had already confirmed that the place was empty when he arrived! When did he appear?
Sheng Zhiyi looked at him quietly, the chaotic aura around him so natural, yet surging and turbulent.
She spoke softly, "We meet again."
Before her stood Yuan Lang, the first demon she encountered when Ji Fuguang brought her to the Demon Palace.
At the time, she went to great lengths to leave the Demon Palace, even risking everything to persuade Yuan Lang, but Ji Fuguang discovered this and punished Yuan Lang by sending him to the North Sea Ice Cave, which was practically exile.
Sheng Zhiyi asked, "Have you returned to the Demon Palace now?"
Yuan Lang's expression showed a hint of awe as he nodded and replied, "Yes, His Majesty only punished me for three months back then."
Sheng Zhiyi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.
This is something Ji Fuguang would do; it may seem cold and ruthless, but in reality, he always leaves people a way out.
Her expression hardened as she stared at Yuan Lang and said, "The Demon Clan has a long and ancient heritage, and you have always guarded the Demon Palace. Do you know about the Eye of the Ruins? It is said to be hidden in the desolate place of star debris, at the extreme where spirits and demons meet. Is there any indication of it on the Demon Clan's star chart?"
Yuan Lang's pupils contracted slightly, clearly shocked by the name.
He dared not conceal anything, pointing to a distorted, blurry area on the star map: "According to the oldest records of my clan, the source of the spatial ripples of all stable void rifts faintly points to an absolute 'nothingness.' That 'nothingness' was called by our ancestors... 'The Land Where All Laws Return to Nothingness.' However, its location is elusive and cannot be located by spacetime beacons; it requires... sensing with the power of the same origin."
"The power of the same origin..." Sheng Zhiyi repeated softly.
The drop of blood from Ji Fuguang's heart was constantly radiating warmth from her chest.
The third stop, Haiyaoyue.
Even after the secret realm collapsed, intense spatial fluctuations still lingered here.
The spatial fragments, like shattered mirrors, refracted bizarre and fantastical scenes, with occasional wisps of chaotic air escaping from them.
This is the closest place between the present world and nothingness.
Sheng Zhiyi hovered in the center of this dangerous spatial turbulence, and closed her eyes.
She completely released the suppression of the chaotic spiritual power within her body, allowing it to merge with the surrounding broken spatial laws and the dissipating chaotic energy.
At the same time, she focused her mind on her dantian, locking onto that drop of Ji Fuguang's heart's blood.
Using this blood as a medium and their shared essence as a guide.
She closed her eyes, focused her mind, and used her whole being to feel the pulse in the darkness.
At first, there was only chaotic spatial noise.
Gradually, in the depths of that endless chaos, she caught a faint, almost imperceptible, connection.
The pull was extremely weak; a moment's distraction would cause it to be missed. It resonated with the chaotic spiritual energy within her body, and felt slightly warm along with the drop of heart's blood in her palm.
That's it!
She suddenly opened her eyes, a strange light flashing between gold and purple, her gaze seemingly piercing through layers of spatial barriers, locking onto a direction that was indescribable yet incredibly clear.
The next moment, she pointed her fingers like a sword, gathered the chaotic spiritual power around her, and slowly slashed down towards that void.
There was no earth-shattering noise, only a soft "ripping" sound, like silk being torn.
She forcibly tore open an irregular crack with chaotic electric light flashing at its edges.
Within the rift, there was neither darkness nor light, but a flowing void that seemed to contain all colors yet also seemed to have no color at all.
An ancient, vast, all-encompassing yet indifferent aura emanated from the crack.
This is the Eye of Guixu.
Without the slightest hesitation, Sheng Zhiyi stepped into the crevice.
In an instant, all senses were stripped away. There was no up, down, left, or right; no passage of time; no matter; no energy; only the most primordial existence and possibility itself.
Here, countless pieces of information flooded into her consciousness uncontrollably. She seemed to have grasped the laws governing the world, and it was as if she were one with everything in this world.
She understood.
The book she saw was not a coincidence.
It is Ji Fuguang's attempt to rebel against fate after being assassinated time and time again.
He presented this book, and this world, to her, allowing her to peruse it.
She waits for the day when she will finally be able to see him in person.
The odds were minuscule, but he still persisted.
Sheng Zhiyi suddenly felt absolutely certain that she would revive Ji Fuguang, just as he had repeatedly overcome difficulties and dangers to find a way to pass on this information to her.
She took a deep breath and sat cross-legged in this endless chaos, like an old monk in deep meditation.
She reached out and held Ji Fuguang's drop of heart's blood in her palm, as if she were holding up the weight of the entire world.
The vast primordial chaos within her body, like a floodgate opened, surged into that drop of heart's blood. The blood erupted with an unprecedented light, no longer dark red, but transformed into the purest color of chaos.
Within the radiance, countless tiny, star-like specks of light began to be drawn from the void in all directions, like iron filings drawn to a magnet. These were fragments of Ji Fuguang's life imprint, not yet completely annihilated as he vanished into the world; they were the condensation of all his experiences, emotions, and will.
Within the secret realm, his body decomposed into countless tiny particles, which were then reassembled.
At the same time, Sheng Zhiyi clearly felt that something within her was being stripped away and merged into the reshaping ball of light.
That was half of her life and cultivation.
She did it willingly.
The light grew brighter and brighter, gradually outlining a blurry human figure. The heart began to beat, the blood began to flow, and the flame of the soul was rekindled.
Under Sheng Zhiyi's calm and profound gaze, the light slowly receded and finally condensed completely.
Ji Fuguang opened his eyes.
His eyes, like hers, were a chaotic gray. Clear and deep, they reflected her calm, serene face, which seemed to contain the entire galaxy.
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