Indeed. All of the Piaomiao Saint’s plans... To break this deadlock, I couldn’t think of any other way. The only option was this: return and self-destruct. As a re strand of Residual Soul, I naturally have nowhere to hide. If I die, Master will have no concerns about repercussions when taking action. My re strand of Residual Soul, under Master’s power, could be easily sealed away even if it couldn’t be dealt with completely. Then, all of *her* plans will naturally collapse without effort. Everyone... will be fine. That so-called Dark Alien Race won’t show up either. As for myself... what does it matter? For soone who cultivates the Heartless Path, what does it matter if I die? I’m but a speck of dust in this world. From the Piaomiao Saint’s perspective, she could never have imagined that I would self-destruct, could she? Who doesn’t cherish their own life and Cultivation?
Her consciousness gradually blurred. Self-destruction of the Nascent Soul was a way to completely sever one’s Cultivation journey. Once the Nascent Soul detonated, the physical body, the Spirit Root—everything would turn to nothingness. The terrifying energy would destroy everything. Of course, for an Ascension Expert, let alone the self-destruction of a Divinity Transformation cultivator’s Nascent Soul, even the self-destruction of a Tribulation Crossing Cultivator’s Nascent Soul wouldn’t harm a single hair. At most, they would experience a bit of shock.
Master won’t have any problems...
In the last monts of her fading consciousness, she saw, in a daze, a figure.
It seed to be Brother Wang...
Gu Yuqing smiled. "I didn’t expect to see an Illusion of Brother Wang before I die... What exactly am I cultivating for...?"
But, inexplicably, this Illusion made her diminishing consciousness recall the tis from the past, from the initial encounter in Anle Village to the Blissful Shuiyun Stream, the reflection in the Reincarnation Mirror of the Magpie Bridge Festival, picking flowers in Heavenly Fragrance Valley, Long Love Bridge, Bishui Cave Heaven... In these dozens of years, such experiences didn’t seem like many. But for so reason, she rembered them so vividly.
As she reminisced, she sowhat regretted her self-destruction. As this thought erged, Gu Yuqing revealed a self-deprecating smile, her consciousness gradually fading to nothingness...
BOOM...
The terrifying energy dispersed.
A streak of divine light wielded by Mu Hongyuan landed on Gu Yuqing’s body but was a fraction too late, shielding only a glimr from the heart of the explosion—the soul of her own Disciple.
Mu Hongyuan paused.
"HAHAHAHA..."
A phantom slowly rose at the center. It was the Piaomiao Saint.
"Mu Hongyuan, you’ve taken a great Disciple!" the Piaomiao Saint let out a wild laugh. "She’d rather self-destruct to force out than follow my plan."
Even as a re strand of Residual Soul, the Piaomiao Saint was still so defiant.
In the distance, Mu Hongyuan squinted, observing the Piaomiao Saint.
"Sister Xu, it’s been a while," Mu Hongyuan said icily. "You were quite impressive back then; even *she* could only seal you away..."
"Being able to seal for a thousand years was already quite an achievent," the Piaomiao Saint said indifferently. "Oh, no, more than a thousand years... including the previous ti, it must have been tens of thousands of years. Of course, you wouldn’t know about those..."
"I certainly do..." Mu Hongyuan replied coldly. "However, the tis have changed... Your re strand of Residual Soul can’t stir up much trouble now, and here you are, thoroughly exposed..."
"So what?" the Piaomiao Saint spoke calmly. "I’ve lived for so long; what kind of storms haven’t I seen? Self-destruction?"
"What a joke! I anticipated this possibility long ago. How could I not have considered she might try to expose by self-destructing while I resided in her body? However, in my estimation, the probability of such an event was negligible. But I never expected that this Disciple of yours would indeed have the courage to make such a choice. I was inside her body for so long, yet I never realized she possessed such a resolute character. It’s a pity. Her idea was good, but does she truly know who I am?"
Mu Hongyuan narrowed her eyes.
"If you want to save your Disciple..." The Piaomiao Saint cracked a slight smile. "You cultivate the Yin-Yang Dao. After all these years, and judging by the Cultivation path your Disciple follows, I can tell. To cultivate this Dao, without the harmony of Yin and Yang, one must suffer the tornts of Emotion Poison. And as for you, infatuated with that scoundrel Dongfang Mu, so deeply in love that you betrayed back then... With such devotion, you couldn’t possibly seek a man to release the Emotion Poison within you..."
The Piaomiao Saint gently twirled the Bead in her hand. "The Emotion Sea Divine Pearl, a Divine Artifact of Yuanhai Hall. It’s usually of no use to an expert of your level, but by my estimation, given your Cultivation Realm is brimming with Emotion Poison, Dongfang Mu’s Cultivation is insufficient to resolve your Emotion Poison. This item disrupts the harmony of Yin and Yang. If you act against , your currently stable state will be instantly shattered, eroded by Emotion Poison, and in the end... TSK TSK TSK... It’s difficult to say."
"Furthermore..." The Piaomiao Saint looked at the bursting radiance and the specks of starlight at the center. "You protected your Disciple’s soul and shattered remnants. Such a massive energy explosion is causing chaos, scattering fragnts violently. With your Cultivation, it wouldn’t be impossible to force a confrontation with . But I’m afraid then you wouldn’t be able to protect your Disciple’s soul. At that ti, your Disciple would truly have her soul shattered, ceasing to exist forever. Speaking of which, your Disciple’s physical body is indeed formidable, to remain unscathed even after such a self-destruction."
"But you can’t deal with either," Mu Hongyuan said indifferently.
"Deal with you?" The Piaomiao Saint paused, then burst into hearty laughter. "Who said I wanted to deal with you?"
Mu Hongyuan’s crimson dress swayed slightly.
This woman...
"I’m not so foolish as to overestimate my strength." The Piaomiao Saint slowly flew towards the distance. "An Ascension Expert is at the pinnacle of this world, capable of controlling various laws. A re fragnt of my soul cannot possibly confront you, let alone take over your body. Your Disciple wanted to plot against , forcing out with her self-destruction. It’s a pity, but I didn’t co here to confront you."
"Then what are you here for...?" Mu Hongyuan asked.
The Piaomiao Saint gave a strange smile. "I’m just here to retrieve sothing. Back when you all besieged , it just so happened that before my demise, two of Dongfang Mu’s possessions ended up in your respective hands. One of them is currently useful to . With it, everything will change."
Mu Hongyuan’s pupils contracted as she imdiately looked towards the ancient Divine Blade in the distance.
"Too late!" The Piaomiao Saint gestured delicately with her fingers.
In an instant, the Shadow Hong Saber in the distance seed to respond, flying into the hands of the Piaomiao Saint’s phantom.
The next second, a surge of Demon Poisonous Qi roared into existence, as if boundless darkness was rapidly swallowing everything around it.
"It really is this item!!!"
"Excellent!"
"HAHAHA!"
"Just you wait!"
With the Demon Blade in hand, the Piaomiao Saint was ecstatic. A gentle slash towards the void tore open a rift, and she passed through it...
「At the sa ti.」
Wang Mu descended.
As soon as he landed, he saw Gu Yuqing, who had risen into the sky, suddenly self-destruct, and then a phantom flew out...
"...?!"
Self-destruction? What’s going on? Wait... The thread of romantic destiny the Moon God said was in danger... wasn’t that... Mu Hongyuan? Was it Gu Yuqing?
Wang Mu was montarily baffled.
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