Hearing that long-awaited voice, Qin Xuan was so moved he was on the verge of tears.
"Senior Sister, I missed you so much! You have no idea how dangerous it is out there!"
Qin Xuan turned and threw his arms around the naless young woman, wailing his eyes out.
The girl was at a loss. "You... are you Junior Brother Qin?"
"Senior Sister, you rember ?" Qin Xuan was ecstatic.
The girl nodded slightly. "You tricked out of my bracelet."
Qin Xuan hid his hands behind his back. "What are you talking about, Senior Sister? You clearly gave it to . Don’t you rember?"
The girl looked confused. "Did I...? I’m sorry, I must have misrembered."
Qin Xuan gave a simple, honest smile. "It’s okay."
Just then, the girl suddenly said, "Don’t move."
Qin Xuan’s heart tightened.
"Why, Senior Sister?"
The girl snuffed out a flicker of golden fla on Qin Xuan’s shoulder. "It’s fine now."
"When you ca in just now, it seed like an image of the Celestial Fire Fruit Position was approaching, but I chased it away."
Qin Xuan’s eyes widened, nearly popping out of his head.
His brain practically short-circuited.
’What did she just say? An image of the Celestial Fire Fruit Position?!’
"And it’s not just Celestial Fire. Why do you also have a family imprint of Furnace Fire on you...?" The girl frowned in confusion.
’It’s the family imprint left behind from when I killed Du Legu!’
’No wonder I couldn’t shake Du Leihu off back then!’
Qin Xuan imdiately understood and asked hopefully, "Senior Sister, can you chase that away too?"
The girl shook her head. "This imprint is too weak. So weak I can’t find it."
Qin Xuan was speechless.
He looked at the girl before him with a woeful expression, wanting to cry but having no tears left.
’Senior Sister, do you have any idea what a devastating blow your words are to a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator who’s been hunted for years?’
"It’s alright," the girl said with innocent naivety. "It should be gone in about ten years. This family imprint from Furnace Fire is just a dispersed fragnt from a Fruit Position Spirit Treasure. It won’t last too long."
"..."
Qin Xuan felt his fragile heart take ten thousand points of critical damage.
Just then, the pavilion before him suddenly rippled.
The sudden change gave Qin Xuan a huge fright.
He thought his ti here was already up.
Qin Xuan said anxiously, "Senior Sister, soone is hunting outside! A Nascent Soul Demon Monarch, no less! I’ll die if I go out. Can you think of a way to let stay a little longer?"
The girl tilted her head, looking as if she had no idea what he was talking about.
Qin Xuan glanced around and was relieved to find he was still inside the mysterious pavilion. He patted his chest and let out a long sigh.
"Thank goodness, thank goodness. That scared to death."
The void trembled, and a transparent area like a Water Mirror appeared in the pavilion.
It was showing a scene from the outside world.
...
「Bone-Eroding Demon Sea」
Just as Qin Xuan was pulled into the mysterious pavilion, the figure of ’Xiao Ran’ suddenly appeared!
"So it was here... No, wait, why is it the Curse Bone·Heart-Eroding Nail... Is he dead?"
’Xiao Ran’ frowned slightly and circled Ye Lan’s corpse several tis.
After a careful examination, he muttered to himself again.
"Good. The Flesh Body is intact. It can still be of use."
’Xiao Ran’ placed one palm on the ground and stared at Ye Lan’s corpse.
Deep within his pupils, an illusory, cyan-colored annual ring composed of countless tiny runes slowly spun into view.
"Rise!"
In an instant, the ground rippled like the surface of water.
The earth churned violently as if it were alive, and countless giant wooden roots burst from the soil! They were as thick as water buckets, wreathed in a cyan-gold spiritual light, and covered in ancient moss and runes.
Like Giant Pythons soaring through the air, they instantly wrapped around Ye Lan, sealing him tightly.
The sharp tips of the roots pierced into Ye Lan’s body.
"How very strange. Why has his Divine Soul also nearly dissipated?"
"Fine. Again!"
’Xiao Ran’ let out a soft cry. His voice was ancient, filled with infinite Dao Rhy.
A drop of blood containing his Essence fell, instantly transforming in mid-air into thousands of erald-green threads as fine as hairs.
Then, ’Xiao Ran’ slowly rose. Beneath his feet, one complex, ring-shaped, cyan-light Array appeared after another.
Within the Arrays, the illusions of countless giant tree root systems seed to squirm. Wooden textures faintly appeared on his skin, and he began to emanate the damp scent of an ancient forest and a boundless Vitality.
The next mont,
a faint cyan mist, tinged with the strange, sweet fragrance of plants, wafted from the mouth and nose of Ye Lan’s corpse.
The wild grass at its feet twisted and grew at a visible rate, sprouting uncanny flowers.
And in the sky above, a world-spanning greenwood Dharma Aspect appeared, its cyan-green branches and leaves spreading out to block out the sun.
It expanded from Ye Lan’s corpse as its center, covering the entire Bone-Eroding Demon Sea.
Wei Qingyi, Liu Mobai... It was as if a sliver of mory that didn’t belong to them had appeared out of thin air in the minds of all the surviving Cultivators.
Even Ji Boyan, the Blood Prison Demon Monarch who had just broken through, was affected, his eyes growing hazy.
He felt as if he had forgotten sothing.
...
"Ah... To think I am Xiao Dinglan, the 99th son of the Daqian Emperor Monarch!"
Xiao Ran ca to a sudden realization.
He looked down and was shocked to see his face pressed against a dead body.
"Damn Demon Cultivator, how dare you steal my identity!"
Xiao Ran was furious. True Essence surged in his palm as he gently peeled the skin from the dead man’s face and draped it over his own.
With a quick transformation, his Qi chanism abruptly shifted.
Behind him, the illusory Dharma Aspect of a Golden Robe Emperor Monarch actually appeared!
However, what Qin Xuan saw was completely different.
"What the hell? How did Xiao Ran beco Ye Lan?!"
Qin Xuan’s scalp felt like it was about to explode.
From his perspective, after Xiao Ran arrived, it was as if he had done nothing at all.
He simply peeled off Ye Lan’s face and brazenly stuck it onto his own.
And then he beca Ye Lan!
The most crucial part was that in the distance, not a single one of them—not Wei Qingyi, not the others—found it strange. Instead, they all thought it was perfectly normal!
"It’s the aura of Great Forest Wood."
The Naless Senior Sister tilted her head slightly, a look of confusion on her face.
"But... didn’t the person from the Cyan Cloud Sect who attained this Venerable Fruit Position die long ago?"
Qin Xuan said in disbelief, "Senior Sister, are you saying this is the Fruit Position image of Great Forest Wood? If so, doesn’t that an my Holy Sect and the Cyan Cloud Sect are colluding...?"
"Of course. They’ve been colluding for a long ti."
The Naless Senior Sister said it as if it were obvious. "My Holy Sect has passed down the Gold Fruit Position for generations, while the Cyan Cloud Sect has passed down the Wood Fruit Position since its founding ten thousand years ago."
"Gold overcos Wood... If the Venerables of my Holy Sect hadn’t intentionally held back, the Cyan Cloud Sect would have vanished into the river of history long ago, just like the Puppet Sect... The fact that the Cyan Cloud Sect has been suppressing us since is rely the result of a secret truce between the higher-ups of both sides."
"Mutual checks and balances, an equilibrium of power—this is what every generation of the Daqian Emperor Monarch wishes to see..."
As she spoke, the confusion returned to the Naless Senior Sister’s eyes, and her expression suddenly changed.
"Who... who are you? Why are you here? Why did you take my bracelet?"
The Naless Senior Sister backed away in fear, trembling all over. She curled up in a corner of the pavilion, looking pitiful and helpless.
"Hiss..." Qin Xuan couldn’t help but palm his forehead.
’Oh great, she’s lost her mory again!’
If he wasn’t absolutely certain that the girl before him didn’t have a shred of Cultivation, he would have suspected the Naless Senior Sister of possessing the power of Great Forest Wood herself.
’Could it be? Is the Naless Senior Sister a Book Spirit born from the Scripture Pavilion, whom I happened to stumble upon?’
Otherwise, Qin Xuan couldn’t figure out the Naless Senior Sister’s identity no matter how hard he racked his brain.
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