Chapter 109 Please stop referring to yourself as "this one" from now on.
With each word spoken, the pressure of the cascading waterfall grew heavier. Mu Jianjian looked up at the Yellow Springs Road leading to the underworld behind the woman, ignoring the other woman's expression, and spoke softly.
"Keep it up!"
Just as she was about to turn and leave, the woman said, "Thank you."
The two words "thank you" carried a different meaning. Mu Jianjian paused for a moment before turning around, and then heard the person behind her continue.
"Don't die before we meet again."
Those were really unpleasant words.
Mu Jianjian pouted, but she didn't stop walking. She held up her umbrella and walked back to the other side of the Yellow Springs Waterfall.
As the girl, holding an umbrella, gradually disappeared among the waterfalls, the woman looked up and saw the warm, bright light shining from the sky. However, the scenery was completely different from that on the other side of the Bridge of Helplessness. Suddenly, she burst into laughter.
How many years have we waited without seeing any light?
Recalling the image of a young girl gradually making flower umbrellas over the past century, a bitter look flashed across the woman's eyes.
Whenever I think about how the other person made the umbrella partly because of those other people, the anger in my heart intensifies.
Forgotten? No.
She will go back for revenge.
"Ding ding ding—" A spirit holding a piece of paper floated to the woman's side, ringing a bell, "Does this guest need guidance since they've just arrived in the underworld? I know all the services, shops, and facilities here, guest..."
The woman picked up the paper, her polite smile not reaching her eyes.
Let's start with the underworld.
Mu Jianjian, on the other side of the Bridge of Helplessness, took a deep breath and looked at the Yellow Springs water that had gathered again above her head.
The knot in my heart has been untied, and my Daoist heart has been reshaped.
Ghosts and starving corpses passing by the riverbank cast curious glances at her, watching as this woman, who clearly belonged to the realm of the dead, unleashed an unusually rich life force.
The turbid, even blood-stained Yellow Spring water, just like when it pulled Mu Jianjian close to the Yellow Spring Realm, gathered into a giant hand that descended from the sky, sweeping in the woman's transparent soul and expelling those who did not belong to this realm.
The surrounding ghosts stared wide-eyed at the grand scene before them.
"She's leaving? Can her soul survive entering the underworld?"
"Sigh, don't even think about it. It's obvious which powerful being from which realm has broken through to the Yellow Springs Realm."
“I know her. It seems she came here to make an umbrella for a soul to cross the Yellow Springs Waterfall. She has been here on the riverbank for many years without moving. Today she is finally leaving.”
"..."
In the last moment before Mu Jianjian left, she looked down at the flower umbrella hanging by the broken bridge and quietly engraved a trace of her divine consciousness on it.
If I come back in the future, having divine consciousness will make things much easier.
——
In the sea fog, a siren clutched its rotting belly, its narrowed eyes bulging beside its reflective scales, glaring fiercely at the veiled boy on the deck.
In the past, the three of them would choose a ship to feed, and their songs, accompanied by the thick fog that permeated the surroundings, would immerse ordinary people in pain from which they could not find peace, while cultivators would be more likely to develop inner demons and have their Dao hearts broken.
No one will escape sober!
And now, besides the man who used magical artifacts and secret techniques to shield their secret techniques, there is actually another person who has regained consciousness!
The poison technique was actually mixed in with the fog, penetrating everywhere!
"Don't move!"
A roar rang out from the thick fog. Linghu Zhuoyu thought to herself, "Oh no!" Only then did she notice that her sister, whom she had been protecting behind her, had disappeared.
As the thick fog gradually dissipated, a sea monster raised its hand and pressed its sharp nails tightly against the girl's slender neck, the force so great that red marks could be seen.
It naturally noticed that the only two conscious men on the ship seemed unusually concerned about the girl, so it worked with the others to divert their attention and capture the man.
"If you don't want her to die, then you'd better obey me."
Wuhen on the other end also noticed the commotion. He glanced at the Yellow Spring Water Bubble at the girl's feet, which had begun to burst, and a smile flashed deep in his eyes.
"Fine, fine, I surrender." He yawned and put away the magical artifact beside him. "How despicable and shameless."
Linghu Zhuoyu stared intently at the pale face of the unconscious girl, clearly hearing his own heartbeat. His body gradually stiffened, and he struggled to breathe.
During the fight, the veil had long been blown away, and beneath his disheveled gray-black hair, the boy's deep eyes were bloodshot, radiating a dangerous aura like an abyss.
It's all his fault for waking up too late, otherwise his sister wouldn't have been caught...
"Discard all your magical artifacts, especially yours!" The siren pointed at Wuhen, its scales behind its ears bristling with rage. It then glared at the boy staring at it, its hand trembling slightly at the boy's oppressive aura, but it continued, "And you! Give us the antidote, or else—"
"Otherwise what?"
The woman's voice was sweet and clear, but tinged with confusion.
What?
Before the siren could react, she felt a cold touch on her neck, her vision went black, and she was completely lifeless.
The other two sea monsters in the sea stared in shock at the girl standing far away in the center of the deck.
When did she wake up?
Without them noticing, their companion was killed in a single move!
Unlike the previous two individuals, one relying on a magical artifact and the other on a ferocious and ruthless will, this young girl possessed a more refined aura, imbued with a trace of the Heavenly Dao—
It is clear that she truly gained enlightenment from her inner demons and achieved a breakthrough through it.
The girl held a hairpin made of three intertwined flowers, which shimmered faintly in the dark night. She stood against the wind, and although her young face was filled with a sense of age that had passed.
The two sirens glanced at the corpse of their companion at each other's feet, where murky green blood was flowing out, and finally a trace of fear appeared in their hearts.
Why would three iron plates appear on a ship that was randomly hijacked?
The girl, who appeared ferocious to others, was currently engaged in a fierce internal battle with the system.
"Can you tell me what the purpose of these pine and cypress trees is?" Mu Jianjian broke down. "I almost died in there, you know?"
Once you fall into a demonic state, the system is completely blocked; it's not as reliable as her eye techniques and mental power!
system:……
【Ah, this.】
"Aren't you going to give me a hundred or so points on my progress bar so I can have a hundred pulls to satisfy my craving? I'm cleaning up your mess, you know!"
Mu Jianjian was ranting in her mind until she was pulled back to reality by the call of the boy beside her.
"Sister?" Linghu Zhuoyu spoke, eager to know the girl's safety, but when he met her eyes, his heart ached, and he subconsciously asked, "Sister... how long have you been trapped in your inner demons?"
What were my sister's eyes like before?
It used to be crystal clear, sparkling with light in every movement, but what about now?
Calm and still, the traces of time are clearly visible within.
This realization made Linghu Zhuoyu shrink back in fear.
"Perhaps...a hundred years?" Mu Jianjian looked back at the boy, a fleeting sense of unfamiliarity crossing her mind. "Yu Yu, what about you?"
Judging from Yu Yu's reaction, the content of each person's inner demons is different, and the time it takes for them to pass will also be different.
"Not even an incense stick's time has passed." Linghu Zhuoyu lowered his eyes in dejection.
really.
He clearly felt that this time was already very fast.
How did my sister spend those hundred years trapped in her inner demons?
"Promise me, Yu Yu."
When Linghu Zhuoyu looked up again, he saw the girl's sorrowful eyes.
His mind went blank, a bad premonition rose in his heart, and he could only stare blankly at the girl's lips opening and closing.
"Please stop referring to yourself as 'this one' from now on, okay? It's really torturous."
Linghu Zhuoyu: ?
Sister... what were you just saying?
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