Chapter 29
Stupid in the dark mist.
The residual heat from the burning of Wuming Nightmare had not yet dissipated, and the surrounding black mist had quietly dissipated like a tide, revealing the original appearance of this place -
The two had clearly been falling for a long time, but where they were now was not some bottomless dark void, but the same valley covered with rubble and dead trees.
The dizzying fall from the sky must have been an illusion created by the Nightmare from beginning to end. It hadn't taken them anywhere else, but had obscured their vision with black fog and then used illusions to confuse their senses, making them think they had fallen into an unknown abyss, thereby intensifying their fear and facilitating its subsequent invasion of their consciousness.
The moment the young man fell to the ground, the pale flames that had been blazing around him instantly disappeared, and then—
Suddenly, a bright light fell from the void where the nightmare of ignorance was lurking without any warning, making a light "pop" sound and landing in the pile of rubble.
At first glance, the glow looked like a translucent paste with a faint moonlight-like luster. But upon closer inspection, as the mountain breeze blew, ripples appeared on the surface of the glow, like water waves. It seemed as if there was a flowing spring hidden inside, exuding a pure spiritual energy.
The valley fell into a brief silence, with only the rustling sound of wind blowing through the dry branches and leaves.
The next moment...
The storage bag on Lin Yibai's waist actually trembled slightly at this moment, and a ray of dark golden light quietly seeped out from the gap of the bag - then, a dry vine tentacle as thin as a hair but shining with metallic luster slowly emerged from it!
When the tentacle first emerged from the sac, it seemed to struggle immensely, like a young butterfly struggling to escape its cocoon, struggling immensely to finally emerge. It trembled slightly in the air, its tip slightly raised, sniffing around. After a moment, it seemed to finally determine its direction and began to snake its way toward the patch of light among the rubble.
Its movements were incredibly slow, like the twisted roots of an old tree, each extension imbued with an almost tenacious vitality. The dark golden vine scraped against the cold gravel, making a barely audible rustling sound. In the stillness of the valley, it unexpectedly assumed a sense of solemnity.
After an unknown amount of time, with that stubborn persistence, the tip of the tendril finally touched the bright light...
However, at that moment, a strange vision suddenly occurred!
As if suddenly awakened from a deep slumber, the luminous light instantly softened and flowed, transforming into a pool of radiant spiritual fluid. An extremely rich and refreshing fragrance instantly permeated the air, and a halo of light swirled around the surface of the spiritual fluid, rippling with life.
The dark-gold tendrils seemed infused with boundless vitality. Their formerly frail bodies suddenly straightened, and like a thirsty traveler, they greedily coiled around them! Spiritual fluid rapidly flowed and seeped through the tendrils, plumping and rounding the slender, withered vines at a visible speed. The dark-gold luster deepened layer by layer, becoming as rich and luscious as molten dark gold. Even a faint, liquid light could be seen flowing slowly within them.
After a while, the spiritual liquid on the ground completely dried up.
After absorbing it, the tentacle suddenly shrank back to Lin Yibai's waist at a speed several times faster than when it appeared.
The moment the tentacles completely retracted, Lin Yibai's pale face suddenly began to regain color. Her breath, which had almost disappeared, gradually became stronger, and the rise and fall of her chest became steady and powerful.
Immediately afterwards, a ball of dark golden precious energy slowly rose from her dantian, and then slowly circled along her limbs and bones. Wherever it passed, the tiny scars left by the torture of the illusion began to slowly heal, and her skin became smooth again.
Finally, after circling around her body for a full circle, the ball of precious energy settled steadily above Lin Yibai's head. After a brief pause, it suddenly thrust forward, piercing into her forehead!
Then, a dark golden leaf-shaped ornament quietly emerged from the center of her smooth forehead. A faint halo swirled above it. After a brilliant flash of light passed through it, it faded silently, leaving only a faint shimmer between her brows. Without close inspection, it was almost imperceptible.
Lin Yibai's brows finally relaxed slowly, and the pain on his face gradually faded away. Unknowingly, the injuries in his sea of consciousness had been repaired by the ball of precious energy. The repeated torture of death finally stopped, and only a quiet darkness remained.
*
At the same time, at the main peak of Bo Deng Sect.
Su Hong, dressed in a red dress as blazing as fire, walked quickly towards Lin Yibai's bedroom.
Just now, there had been a sudden movement at the Fallen Immortal Cliff in the back mountains, and the sky and earth had changed color. She had been worried about Lin Yibai's safety, fearing that she would be frightened or affected by the chaos in the sect. So, as soon as she finished taking care of the security matters at the Fallen Immortal Cliff Grand Festival, she hurried back to the sect.
But when she pushed open the door to Lin Yibai's bedroom, the scene that greeted her made her heart sink suddenly - where was the former luxury and order in the room? All that was left was a mess and emptiness.
The furnishings within the hall had been thrown into disarray by the recent commotion. Three of the eternity-burning blue lamps hanging in the four corners had fallen over, and the broken glass lamps lay scattered across the wool carpet, where the lamp oil had soaked through, leaving dark stains.
There was still half a cup of drenched spiritual tea on the table, but Lin Yibai, who was supposed to be here, was nowhere to be seen. Even Luluo, who had always served Lin Yibai, disappeared without a trace.
"Yibai?" Su Hong called out twice from inside the hall, but received no response. Her heart was in turmoil, and her pace quickened. She searched everywhere in the bedroom, even carefully checking behind the screen and under the couch in the inner room, but still found no trace of Lin Yibai.
Just when Su Hong was getting anxious and was about to turn around and go to the Glazed Tower to report to Lin Wuya, she saw a dark figure suddenly appear in the hall - it was Lin Wuya.
The black mist surrounding him seemed thicker than before. The dark red that had been dormant in his eyes suddenly surged for some reason. When Su Hong saw it, she felt extremely frightened.
"Master!" Su Hong didn't care about etiquette and hurried forward. "Do you know where Yibai went? I searched the entire bedroom, but I couldn't find her. Even her personal maid is missing!"
Unexpectedly, Lin Wuya remained calm upon hearing this. He simply said, "Yibai's cultivation is still shallow. There was some unrest in the back mountain just now. I was afraid that there would be chaos in the sect, so I sent someone to send her to the Glazed Tower. It's heavily guarded and has many restrictions. It's the safest place. You don't have to worry."
But Su Hong's anxiety only grew after hearing this. She subconsciously asked, "It's fine that Yibai was taken away, but why is that maid named Luluo also missing at this time?"
But as soon as she said that, Su Hong regretted it. The man in front of her was Lin Yibai's biological father. Even a tiger wouldn't eat its own cubs, so how could he harm his own daughter? Perhaps Luluo was just temporarily assigned to do something else.
So she gathered herself, took two steps back under the man's dark gaze, and bowed, saying, "I made a mistake."
The bloodshot in Lin Wuya's eyes seemed to have intensified, but his face remained calm. He stared at her silently for a moment before saying, "As her aunt, you might be worried because of your concern... It's okay, please leave."
Su Hong breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, then bowed to Lin Wuya and said, "Thank you, Sect Master, for telling me. Now that I know Yibai is safe, I will take my leave."
But just as she turned around and prepared to leave, Lin Wuya's voice suddenly rang out: "Elder Hong, please stay."
Su Hong paused and turned around: "Master, do you have any other instructions?"
Lin Wuya walked slowly out of the hall, his eyes falling on Su Hong with a scrutinizing look. "Among those sent to Yunshan this time, Su Ling from your Su family has the highest cultivation level... Unfortunately, he is impetuous and prone to impulsive behavior, ultimately unworthy of such a great responsibility." He then changed the subject, his tone becoming more meaningful, "Elder Hong, did you give that thing to Su Ruo?"
Su Hong's heart trembled, but after realizing what was happening, she nodded quickly, "That's right. Ruo'er is thoughtful and decisive, and she's more likely to achieve great things than her brother. Therefore, after learning of Wangjiang Tower's visit, I gave her the item along with instructions for its use."
Lin Wuya finally revealed a satisfied smile, and the dark red in his eyes softened slightly. "As expected of Elder Hong, you are very thoughtful. I only hope that your fellow tribesmen can learn some of your abilities."
"Don't worry, Sect Master." A sharp murderous intent flashed in Su Hong's eyes, and her tone was firm. "Since Ru'er is using the map as bait this time, there's no need to worry that Li Jue won't take the bait. When the time comes, we will make sure that those people from Wangjiang Tower who covet our sect's secret treasure will never return!"
Lin Wuya nodded slowly, without saying anything more, but waved his hand, indicating that Su Hong could leave.
After Su Hong bowed and took his leave, he turned and walked out of the bedroom. The red figure quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Inside the bedroom, Lin Wuya stood alone, the smile on his face gradually fading like smoke, and the surging dark red in his eyes finally settled at this moment, turning into a bottomless red pool.
He slowly raised his hand, and a wisp of black mist emerged from his fingertips, vaguely reflecting the scene of a desolate valley.
Two figures were lying quietly there, their life or death unknown.
"Yibai, my dear daughter..." He whispered softly. Although his tone was gentle, it was faintly tinged with a hint of madness that could not be concealed, like boiling lava surging in the dark. "If you can survive this time, your father's great cause will finally... have a blood relative to witness it."
But the next moment, that last bit of madness quickly cooled and faded like burnt out ashes. The last trace of fluctuation in his eyes finally returned to dead silence, and his face solidified into an emotionless mask. As if commenting on an insignificant object, he said coldly: "But if you still die..."
He paused, and his voice was like a sharp blade tempered with ice, casually severing the last trace of connection with her.
"That's your fate."
The black mist dissipated from his fingers, leaving only a bone-chilling coldness in the hall, and no sound at all.
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