Chapter 105 You can save others, why can't you save me?
She was pulled into this world by fate and bound to the system. She must complete tasks to return to her original world. Cultivation is cruel and the Great Dao is ruthless. Who knows whether she will step onto a high platform or into an abyss next?
If this illusion is a true reflection of the original owner's miserable past life, Mu Jianjian can understand the other person's resentment and unwillingness, but she cannot agree with her current blame towards herself.
After all, there are many things in life that are futile.
Behind the bizarre and dazzling world, there are countless unfortunate people buried under countless bones by various factors. Compared to the calamities of the whole world, what are the sufferings of these two people?
“It’s easy for you to talk when you’re not the one suffering. Preaching won’t work on me. Just you wait and see,” the woman’s voice was as cold as ice, piercing and burning, “what I’m about to experience.”
As the last word of the female voice disappeared from her mind, Mu Jianjian felt her body temperature gradually return to normal. She looked up at the dark red flames rising behind the distant green mountains and realized that this illusion was not her inner demon.
This is everything the original owner couldn't let go of; it's what she felt after experiencing ten thousand years of loneliness in her previous life.
Mu Jianjian covered her mouth, swallowing the metallic taste in her throat, and stared intently at the distant battle fluctuations.
The cultivator was tens of thousands of miles away from her, like a speck of dust floating up and down in the air, yet she could still withstand the immense pressure from the residual waves of true energy emanating from him.
This is what the original owner made her face—
How to leave safely under such circumstances.
A massive flame descended from the sky, scorching the world into a purgatory. The rising mist reeked of blood. The earth served as a cauldron, the sky as a lid, and scattered limbs and severed bodies resembled the finest herbs. The world itself had become a furnace.
This is the original book's description of the final world-ending ending, which matches the timeline the original author just mentioned.
All of this will happen ten thousand years later.
As she expected, the timeline of the illusion was when the dark pillar in the sky fell down during the finale, and the original owner, who had been sealed in a dark room by the male lead Li Mochen, unexpectedly gained freedom.
But according to the original owner's account, she had already been stripped of hope before the world turned to dust.
The dilemma facing Mu Jianjian now is: what should she do?
This is the first time she has come so close to the ending described in the original book. If she walks into the battlefield of the Dark Pillar, will she be able to see the mastermind behind the scenes and resolve all her doubts about the Upper Realm?
Unfortunately, this body is extremely weak due to lack of cultivation; she would likely be killed by true qi as soon as she gets close to the battlefield.
Taking even one step was extremely difficult.
As Mu Jianjian pondered a solution, she heard a distant sound, seemingly the echo of a giant bell being struck.
Are they retreating?
As she mustered her strength and stepped out of the dark room from the destroyed array, a surge of true energy instantly approached.
"There's actually someone here with no cultivation level. I thought he was from Yingzhou. That's quite strange."
Mu Jianjian only felt a blur before her eyes. In the instant the blade was close by, she instinctively dodged, but the violent movement aggravated her internal organs, causing a tearing sensation, and blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.
Two men dressed in black and white robes, seemingly having just finished fighting, were looking her up and down, her clothes worn and tattered.
“Wait… she looks familiar.” The other, shorter man, surprised by the woman’s evasiveness, rubbed his chin. “I spent some time in the Xuan Shuang Sect a long time ago… I think her name was Mu Jianjian?”
"Mu Jianjian?" The tall man frowned as he looked at the woman. "Wasn't she a traitor to the Xuan Shuang Sect and expelled from the sect, and died long ago? Besides, that was ten thousand years ago. How could a mere mortal like her have lived for so long? She just looks like her."
"Have you forgotten whose residence this is?" the short man disagreed. "Perhaps it was Lord Bai who took pity on her and used his painting to reshape her body, and has been raising her for so long?"
“Tsk tsk tsk, that’s possible,” the tall man nodded. “After all, Lord Bai is so kind.”
Is Baili Mochen kind?
He pulled the original owner out of the snake pit, but only to avenge Sang Wanyue. He sealed the soul in an immortal body and tormented it for ten thousand years.
Ironically, judging from the tone of the other party, this seemed to be a great honor for the original owner.
This is probably the funniest joke Mu Jianjian has ever heard.
She covered her face with her long hair, listening to the two people on either side of her discussing an item, seemingly examining a toy.
Just as Mu Jianjian was pondering a solution, a sense of humiliation that was not hers welled up inside her, and she blurted out, "That perverted Baili Mochen! He kept my body in the painting and tortured me every day, it's not like what you all said at all!"
Seeing the change in the expressions of the two men in front of her, Mu Jianjian knew something was wrong.
It seems that in the original owner's memories, she could only make minor changes, but everything else followed the original trajectory, including this uncontrollable sentence.
"So it really is Miss Mu?" The tall man's smile was meaningful. "Miss Mu, to receive Lord Bai's favor and then to curse him is a crime punishable by death in Duyunfang."
"I've been wronged!" Mu Jianjian felt her mouth opening and closing. "As long as you can send me back to the Xuan Shuang Sect, I'll explain everything to my father, and he'll definitely give you a lot of secret techniques and magical artifacts!"
Was this how the original owner answered?
Mu Jianjian sighed. She was framed in her early twenties, going from a life of luxury to falling into the abyss. Yet she still held onto hope, having long forgotten that time had separated them by a vast chasm.
If it were her, she would probably lie and confirm her relationship with Baili Mochen, otherwise...
"The leader of the Xuan Shuang Sect has long been replaced. Now it is your sister, Sang Wanyue, who is in charge," the short man said with pity. He turned to the tall man and asked, "Isn't there a bounty on Yingzhou?"
"What? Impossible! How could it be that bitch! Where is my father?" The woman's voice was hoarse and agitated as she muttered to herself, but no one paid any attention.
"I almost forgot. No wonder she appeared at Lord Bai's abandoned mansion. Although she has no cultivation, her identity is probably worth a good price."
Mu Jianjian smiled bitterly.
In the original book, the villain Chi Wenqing turned evil, and a bounty was issued when Yingzhou clashed with other forces on the mainland.
Killing a cultivator with a Core Formation level or higher, or someone with a special status, from one of the six powers will allow you to claim a reward in Yingzhou.
The original owner told the truth, but it led to his death.
No wonder the original owner told her to take a good look at everything she had experienced.
When a person is radiant and their whole being is illuminated, no one will notice how many ants they have stepped on.
Mu Jianjian looked at the two cultivators with malicious smiles and easily knocked her unconscious.
Everything around her became blurry, and she knew that when she woke up again, the original owner of this body would probably already be in Yingzhou.
It's obvious what will happen to them.
A disdainful female voice echoed in my mind—
"Mu Jianjian, you can save others, why can't you save me?"
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