Inside Qiansi Forest, Wunian was now clinging to the White Mass like a stubborn bone, unable to break free no matter how much it trembled. The surrounding space would occasionally warp and crack. But every time it resisted, it only intensified Wunian’s suppression.
Wu Yan also didn’t understand why Wunian was so frantic upon encountering the Qianji Silk Source. Even when she gripped Wunian’s sword hilt with all her strength, she couldn’t pull it away; instead, she was locked by Wunian.
Wu Yan (Inner) was familiar with this phenomenon. It was exactly like the scenes in the Demon Realm where high-level Demon Beasts preyed on low-level ones.
“I didn’t expect this Meteor Wind Iron to be of such a high rank that it can suck this disgusting creature until it can’t lift its head.”
The threads in Qiansi Forest seemed to sense the threat and wildly attacked Wu Yan. Stabbing, piercing, sweeping, smashing. But still to no effect.
Wu Yan only felt a strange warm current conducting from the palm holding Wunian into her body. Deep in her Sea of Consciousness, the ancient spiritual power flow of the Soul Governance Art welcomed the power entering her body without resistance. A cold-white whirlpool suddenly spun out from around Wu Yan, knocking the unprepared Wu Yan (Inner) far away.
“Hey, deadwood, what do you mean? Trying to assassinate me, are you?”
Wu Yan (Inner) quickly adjusted her posture, flew to Wu Yan’s side, and angrily pointed at the tip of her nose in the air.
But Wu Yan had no time to explain, because her consciousness had fallen into a void. A void where she could see nothing, hear nothing. All she saw was darkness, all she felt was nothingness.
Everything was nothing but haze.
Then, the dark world was suddenly filled with distracting thoughts.
‘I want to live! Survive, split! Survive, split! Escape! Tear apart!’
The immense desire surged like a tide into this void, washing over Wu Yan in the center until her head ached as if it would split. At the same time, Wu Yan sensed a strange feeling coming from her body. Her limbs, heart, even her Spirit Soul, all felt a sense of weightlessness, as if they were suddenly detached from her for a moment.
Meanwhile, Wu Yan’s condition on the outside was not good either. In Wu Yan (Inner)’s eyes, Wu Yan’s body began to flicker and turn ethereal frequently, even disappearing entirely for a moment.
“Deadwood, what’s wrong with you?”
Wu Yan (Inner)’s heart tightened. She instinctively wanted to return to Wu Yan’s Sea of Consciousness to take control of her body. But Wu Yan’s body seemed to be wrapped in some kind of peculiar energy field. No matter how much Wu Yan (Inner) tried, she couldn’t return to the body.
“Damn it, is that thing the culprit?”
After the failed attempt, she fixed her gaze on the White Mass, which had already been nearly half-devoured by Wunian.
The White Mass was also in a bad state. Since it was locked by Wunian, it seemed to have given up resistance. The menacing threads had stopped stretching, and the furious main body was almost silent.
In a certain deep mountain forest, a black-clad figure wearing a purple-gray jackal mask was staring intently at the rippling surface in front of him. His tone was grave: “My lord, something is wrong.”
“What’s wrong?”
Behind him, a figure emerged from the shadows, startling birds into flight. A black narrow-sleeved short robe clung to his sturdy body, the fabric reflecting a cold purple light, like a lurking venomous snake.
“Has our plan been discovered?”
“Almost.” The masked man nodded. “For some reason, the Sacred Artifact’s aura is gradually weakening, and the fluctuations of the Spatial Coordinates are starting to blur. If we don’t strike soon, I’m afraid we’ll lose our opportunity.”
“Then have everyone get ready.” The man he called lord swung his arm. “Let us fire the first shot of the attack!”
“No, it’s Wunian!!”
Wu Yan (Inner)’s voice had become shrill. Her hands kept passing through Wunian’s blade.
“Wunian, stop this immediately!”
But she wasn’t a physical entity, and Wunian did not obey her.
Wu Yan’s condition was getting worse and worse. Half of her body had become transparent.
“Damn, damn, damn. Once I get my body back, you broken sword can wait to be dismantled!”
Just when Wu Yan (Inner) was at her wit’s end and could only passively watch Wu Yan’s situation deteriorate, a blindingly dazzling sun brought the light of dawn to this gray space. In an instant, Light Wings arrived.
The White Mass was shattered by Ji Xuerou’s swift attack. The next second, she arrived at Wu Yan’s side.
“Wu Yan, how are you?”
No response.
“You stupid lightbulb, don’t you have eyes? She’s like this and you’re still asking how she is? Help her!”
After finishing her question, Ji Xuerou also noticed Wu Yan’s current condition. She reached out to take Wu Yan’s hand that was gripping Wunian tightly, but her fingers passed directly through the back of her hand.
“Hmm?”
Ji Xuerou made a puzzled sound. But soon she noticed the remaining quarter of the light mass and thought of something.
“Space Jump?”
With Ji Xuerou’s arrival, the pure Light Spiritual Power seemed to completely suppress the White Mass, causing Wunian to absorb it even faster. Under the light’s radiance, Wu Yan’s body also began to solidify. Seeing this, Ji Xuerou directly increased her spiritual power output.
The chaotic thoughts suddenly became clear. For some reason, Wu Yan once again recalled her previous life.
‘How did I die in my previous life?’
After the old man left, she picked up the money returned by those people and returned to a solitary life. She lived in a daze, grew up in a daze. Life was just a purpose for her. She didn’t know why she had to persist, only remembering that the old man once hoped she could survive.
Then one day, on her way to work, she accidentally saw a car speeding toward a young woman. For some reason, her body moved faster than her thoughts. By the time she realized what she had done, the woman had already been pushed away by her.
In the last moment of consciousness, she saw a man’s tense face, shouting, “Daughter!” That man happened to be the same one who had brought all the money back to the old man.
This really is, fate’s cruel joke.
The light shone on Wu Yan’s face. Her tightly closed eyes couldn’t help trembling. At her fingertips, a warm sensation came.
The warm current came from there, awakening Wu Yan’s consciousness. So, in this void space, Wu Yan’s memories began to stabilize, then her body, and finally her Spirit Soul. The chaotic space began to become orderly. Soft light spread around her. This familiar feeling, Wu Yan knew only one person had it: Ji Xuerou.
“Xuerou?”
The day before Ning Xiyan gave her the key, she had privately sought her out.
“Miss Wu, I have something to discuss with you. If you make any progress, remember, you must split up no matter what. It’s best to keep Her Holiness the Saintess fixed on the visitation step.”
“Why?”
Wu Yan didn’t trust Ning Xiyan that much, so she wouldn’t easily agree to her request.
“Ah, I knew you wouldn’t agree so easily.” Ning Xiyan looked helpless, but her hands moved without hesitation. Blue smoke swirled at her fingertips, then rose and drew an Ouroboros in front of them.
Seeing this, Wu Yan immediately pressed Wunian against Ning Xiyan’s slender, fair neck.
“How do you know this symbol?”
“Calm down, Miss Wu.” Ning Xiyan’s reaction was very calm. “I knew you would be interested in this symbol. But I can’t tell you now. Once this series of events is over, I promise to tell you everything I know.”
“Will she be in danger?”
“Absolutely not, I assure you.”
Wu Yan wasn’t fully convinced. She took out a roll of parchment from her Storage Bag and tossed it to Ning Xiyan.
“Sign it.”
The feel of it in her hand told Ning Xiyan it wasn’t ordinary paper.
“Oh, a Soul Contract.”
If a person violated the promise they made on a Soul Contract, the moment the contract failed, the Heavenly Dao would send down Divine Thunder to wipe out everything about the violator. But Ning Xiyan wasn’t afraid of that. She signed it quickly, while still saying, “Don’t worry, Her Holiness the Saintess will definitely be fine.”
‘But whether you will be fine is another matter.’
When Wu Yan opened her eyes again, Wunian had completely absorbed the White Mass and retracted back into the scabbard. Her hand was also grasped by a similarly fair hand.
It was Ji Xuerou.
Perhaps due to excessive use of spiritual power, even under the bright light, Ji Xuerou’s face still looked somewhat pale. But her glass-like, shimmering eyes were sparkling.
“Wu Yan, I have many questions I want to ask you. I hope that after we return, you can answer them all for me.”
Wu Yan didn’t know what exactly she was referring to. Could it be that she knew about the matter between her and Ning Xiyan? But given how serious Ji Xuerou’s tone was, she finally nodded and agreed to Ji Xuerou’s request.
“Hey, hey, hey, deadwood, how do you feel now? Is your body feeling better?”
Looking at Wu Yan (Inner)’s slightly panicked expression, Wu Yan even felt a bit unreal.
“Don’t worry. I’m fine.”
She gently comforted Wu Yan (Inner).
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