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Book 10: Chapter 10 (1)
This is a place where the spring breeze cannot reach.
Under the hazy sky, even the fertile black land was wrung out and now dried up and cracked as if it had been in drought for years.
Xia Qingqing's sobs echoed throughout the wilderness, piercing like a lance.
Poof——
Zhao Haiya was deeply hurt.
He clenched his fists and his eyes reddened with rage.
He wanted to say two comforting words to Xia Qingqing, but in the end, he had to let go of his tightly-clenched fists.
"I can't do it, I can't do anything!" Xia Qingqing cried.
What's the use of saying this?
Can he bring the dead friends back to life, and can he bring the missing master back?
He can't.
He is a waste!
Zhao Haiya also wanted to burst into tears.
Decadent.
Lose.
Even despair.
Various emotions lingered in Zhao Haiya's mind.
That is a tangled ball of yarn.
Zhao Haiya is not a cat, so naturally he wouldn't be interested in a ball of yarn.
He stood in the cold wind.
His past flashed before his eyes like a carousel.
Before meeting Bai Lian, he was always running around with a gun.
He foolishly thought he could single-handedly bring light back to this increasingly deteriorating world.
But he thought too much.
He only had a vague idea; he never had a detailed plan on how to put his idea into practice.
He can't deceive anyone, not even himself.
Coming and going, back and forth, in the end, he was still unable to find a way in.
It is this kind of mental disturbance that has kept him stuck at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage, unable to break through.
"Yin Fire Disaster" is the Heavenly Tribulation of Refining Heart.
If one doubts oneself when facing the Yin Fire Disaster, one is likely to be reduced to ashes by the yin fire.
It was the meeting with Bai Lian that opened a new world for Zhao Haiya.
That door is very heavy.
Despite the ruggedness and narrowness of the road behind that door, unavoidably some dirt and blood will be stained onto it.
But as long as he can successfully make it to the end of the road, he can feel joy, and he can see a bright and spacious world.
This has a fatal attraction for him.
The small boat sailing through the dark sea desperately needs a lighthouse to light its way.
In that moment, Zhao Haiya's lance became heavier and sharper.
He is not light.
He can't produce light.
But he could be a light porter!
Move, move out of a future!
His heart became clear in an instant.
In no time, he easily broke through to the Soul Changing Stage like water reaching the riverbed.
He reached the Soul Changing Stage.
That year, Zhao Haiya felt that he had finally reached the top of the world. He felt that he had the ability to show his ambitions.
He resolutely abandoned his master's cultivation plan and ventured into the mundane world alone.
Only by walking through the mundane world can one know what the mundane world needs, and what the people in it need.
But...
Fake.
They are all fake.
The Soul Changing Stage? It's nothing!
He is still the same weak him as before.
Even if he found the light, when destruction fell, he couldn't even protect himself, so where would he get the ability to carry the light?
Zhao Haiya's waist was bent from the beating.
His hands kept trembling, like an old man at the end of his life.
Bai Lian naturally noticed his abnormality.
But she couldn't pay attention to that much now.
Compared to Zhao Haiya, Xia Qingqing's problem is more serious.
She tried to ask Xia Qingqing if she had any clues, but Xia Qingqing's mind was in a mess and she could not make any sense of the logic.
"I don't know... I heard crying... I was in closed door training... and then everyone died..."
"Bai Lian, what happened?"
She was sobbing, her voice gradually becoming hoarse.
"..."
Bai Lian also wanted to know what exactly happened.
Originally, she found a strand of soul, but it was too fragile.
If the person here just now was the master, the situation would have been completely different.
She is too weak.
Those strong cultivators of the Immortal World can even return to the past...
[The past]
By the way!
Bai Lian's eyes lit up.
She can try; her [Field] may not let her actually cross the river of time, but it can recreate the past within a small scope.
Bai Lian is a go-getter.
She does as she says!
Her avatar is like an extension of her body, and the sensations from the avatar can be transmitted to the physical body. What her body can use, her avatar can use too.
Dripping...
Now.
Silver brilliance shot out from the right eye of Bai Lian.
Her black hair, visible to the naked eye, melted into crystal snowflake-like luster, and even her eyebrows seemed to have a frost coating.
At the moment, the temperature of the still Tianji Sect suddenly dropped from the withered gray to a frosty white color.
The winter is coming!
Although still in a cold hue, there is some life to it.
The bitterly cold temperatures made Zhao Haiya and Xia Qingqing seem as if they were about to freeze, and they stopped trembling as they stared blankly at Bai Lian whose appearance had changed drastically.
This...
Silver hair and silver pupil.
The cold air fluttered like snow lotus.
Is this the fairy who came from the cold frost?
Bai Lian's delicate right eye was split into two parts, each forming a sky full of star points.
Star points~
Xia Qingqing slowly lifted her head, feeling an invisible wind caressing her body.
She unconsciously looked around and suddenly found that the scene around her had completely changed.
There is a huge black and grey vortex swirling in the sky.
She lost consciousness and fell into a round pit.
There is no wind here.
But countless milk-white currents flew from all directions and eventually filled up her body like a small water pipe spraying.
Xia Qingqing turned over her head.
Her sight gradually widened.
What she saw was a gigantic tree.
Suddenly, a wisp of white fog flew out from the big tree.
The next moment.
The hundreds-of-years-old tree withered away at a rate visible to the naked eye.
The green leaves flew yellow, withered and dry, and before they had fallen completely, they turned into black ashes.
The situation with the tree trunks was not good either.
However, the trunk of the tree was thick and even if it was squeezed dry, it could still hold on for one or two more seconds.
Xia Qingqing was dumbstruck.
Is it all her fault that the Tianji Sect became so desolate?
Did she ruin the Tianji sect's millennia-long inheritance?
How much blood was stained on her hands?!
Elder Martial Brothers, Elder Martial Sisters, Younger Martial Brothers, Younger Martial Sisters...
Also.
"Bai Lian... mother..."
Xia Qingqing held Bai Lian's arm tightly.
Her fingers were white as death, making Bai Lian's heart feel pity.
"My mother..."
Xia Qingqing's body was shaking dramatically.
No.
She cannot let her dirty body pollute Bai Lian.
Xia Qingqing hastily loosened Bai Lian. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
She kept backing away, trying to keep as far away from Bai Lian as possible.
"Miss Xia."
(Translated by Gravity Tales ??)
Bai Lian called out.
Xia Qingqing shook her head desperately, "It's me, it's all my fault..."
Tears had already blurred her features.
She was still stepping back, but then she accidentally tripped over a protruding stone, and with a shriek, she fell into the hole she had been lying in before.
Alas.
Bai Lian sighed.
She had seen Xia Qingqing's crying voice before.
When they first met, Xia Qingqing, who was daydreaming about being a heroine and acting impulsively, was scolded by her and reduced to tears.
At that time, Bai Lian completely treated Xia Qingqing as a joke. The more Xia Qingqing cried, the more excited Bai Lian got and she wanted to squeeze something else out of Xia Qingqing.
This time it is completely different.
Xia Qingqing's face was still cute, but Bai Lian only felt sad.
All this is over.