The Immortal’s "White Moonlight" Reborn - Chapter 37

 She could only use her own body to shield her Senior Sister from the wrath of heaven. 

“Master? How did she” Dong Shiyue’s second disciple stared blankly in the direction where Wen Qiwu had vanished, her hair looking like a bird’s nest. Where was her little bird? How did that small, soft, fluffy ball suddenly turn into a beautiful woman? And then just… disappear!

“Did you know all along?”

Dong Shiyue kept her face expressionless. “I didn’t.”

If she had known, there was no way in hell she would have locked the woman in a cage and brought her back!

The second disciple knew her Master’s temperament; it was true, her Master wasn’t the type to go around kidnapping young women and dragging them back to the sect.

“What a shame” the disciple accidentally muttered under her breath.

Dong Shiyue cut her a sharp look. “Don’t you dare get any ideas.”

“I know, I know! It’s just… Master, didn’t you think she was really nice to pet?” The disciple recalled that soft, downy texture, her fingertips twitching reflexively at the memory.

“That was a senior demon cultivator, likely at least of the Earth Immortal Realm. Do you still think she’s ‘nice to pet’?”

The disciple went silent instantly. Her eyes bulged as she stared at her Master in disbelief, searching for any sign of a joke. She found none.

Then, she truly didn’t dare. She had just rubbed the head of a senior demon cultivator with the power of an Earth Immortal? Heavens, was her hand still attached? The disciple checked her fingers one by one. Phew, they were all still there.

But another question arose: How did her Master, a mere cultivator in the Integration Stage, manage to capture such a senior figure? Had her Master quietly broken through to the Earth Immortal Realm without telling anyone?

Dong Shiyue picked up a stray branch and gave her imaginative disciple a sharp rap on the head. She had only just reached the Integration Stage; how could she possibly leap to the Earth Immortal Realm in a few months? Even the Sect Master of the past didn’t have that kind of cultivation speed.

Of course, she couldn’t have captured an Earth Immortal on her own. It was because of that cage an immortal treasure personally crafted by the Sect Master for Elder Wen. It was said that once it locked onto a target, even a Golden Immortal would find it hard to break free.

“Don’t worry, Master. That senior looked quite gentle; she didn’t seem angry at all. She probably won’t come looking for trouble,” the disciple offered as consolation.

Dong Shiyue’s brow furrowed. She wasn’t worried about that. It was just…

She recalled the look of desperate anxiety on the woman’s face when she asked about the Sect Master. That expression was so similar.

If only Elder Wen were still here, Dong Shiyue thought sadly, casting her eyes downward.

The Sect Master’s illness was of the heart, and the only person who could cure it was gone.

Elder Wen would have wanted the Sect Master to live a good life. She just didn’t know when the Sect Master would finally understand, when she would finally let go.

Still, the Sect Master had looked much better just now. Dong Shiyue prayed silently that she would slowly find her way out of the darkness, unaware that at this very moment, Yun Heng was hovering on the brink of life and death.

From the outside, Cloud Mist Mountain looked normal. The perennial blizzards had cleared, and the sunlight glinting off the silver-wrapped peaks made it look exceptionally serene and beautiful.

A figure in cyan stood just before the mountain. She reached out to touch the invisible, untouchable barrier in the air. Just as I thought.

There was an array here isolating the interior from the outside world. Her Senior Sister was definitely up to something.

Wen Qiwu was both frantic and heartbroken. She forced herself to calm down and decode the array. To her surprise, when she channeled her immortal power to break it, the resistance vanished instantly.

Wen Qiwu stumbled into the array from the sheer force of her own momentum. Once inside, the scenery of Cloud Mist Mountain transformed.

The sky was shrouded in a chaotic aura, looking as it might have before the dawn of creation. A terrifying power brewed within that chaos, divine retribution. Just standing there, Wen Qiwu felt a suffocating pressure, as if her heart were being squeezed by an invisible hand.

What is Senior Sister doing?

The array covering the mountain hadn’t disappeared; likely, an outsider could only enter with the owner’s permission. Given how terrifying the situation looked, Wen Qiwu assumed her sister wouldn’t let anyone in yet, for some reason, she was the exception.

Wen Qiwu didn’t have time to dwell on it. The anomaly in the sky made her blood run cold.

The Heavens were furious!

A great rift had torn across the sky. Deep within that black abyss, countless “small” bolts of lightning were coalescing. In truth, those “small” bolts were thicker than any ordinary lightning, let alone the monstrosity they were forming. This was the first time Wen Qiwu had ever seen the Heavenly Dao in such a state of “outrage.”

The art of reversing time was the ultimate taboo. Usually, the Heavenly Dao didn’t interfere with “forbidden arts,” but this specific method was strictly prohibited. Most of the powerhouses in the God Realm had failed at it, and Yun Heng hadn’t even reached the God Realm yet.

Wen Qiwu’s face grew pale. She didn’t know the specifics of what Yun Heng was doing, but she knew her sister’s body was currently frail. Could she really survive the wrath of the heavens?

Her physical reaction was faster than her thoughts. By the time her mind was made up, she had already appeared in the old botanical garden. It used to be filled with rare treasures for Wen Qiwu’s medicine, but now it was nothing but frozen, barren earth.

This spot was closest to the mountain’s spiritual vein. Yun Heng was drawing power directly from it. Shimmering light converged from all directions, forming a sea of spiritual energy around the immortal woman.

That breathtaking sea of light looked like the reflection of the Milky Way. For a fleeting second, it seemed as though Yun Heng truly possessed the strength to defy the heavens.

If she used all that power to fight the sky, she might have a chance. But Yun Heng’s goal was never to fight the heavens; it was to resurrect Wen Qiwu.

Every ounce of her power was being funneled into an urn of ashes at the center of the array. The forbidden ritual began to churn, and this act completely enraged the Heavens.

Yun Heng struggled to maintain the ritual while resisting the heavenly punishment. Though she looked disheveled, she hadn’t sustained any fatal injuries yet.

But Wen Qiwu wasn’t actually dead, so the resurrection was doomed to fail from the start.

The catastrophe struck the moment the ritual collapsed.

Yun Heng stared blankly as the forbidden art crumbled. For a moment, she forgot the punishment hanging over her head.

Or perhaps, she simply gave up resisting.

The backlash of the forbidden art hit her. Yun Heng spat out a mouthful of blood, her vision blurring instantly.

Rumble! A blood-red light, carrying a force that seemed capable of shattering the entire Cangwang Realm, poured down from the sky. At that exact moment, a cyan shadow lunged forward, shielding the swaying woman beneath her.

Wen Qiwu summoned every magical treasure she had, but she had only recently come from the Endless Forest of Trees and didn’t have much on her. Even her Nine-Tribulation Bow was still back at the sect. She knew these things might be useless, so she prepared to use her body, the body of an Immortal Beast to tank the incoming blow.

An Immortal Beast’s physique was many times stronger than a human’s, sturdier than most immortal artifacts. That was why she dared to take the risk.

Yun Heng’s breath hitched. She couldn’t see the face before her clearly, but that lack of visual clarity only made the vibration of her soul more distinct.

A-Que.

Am I dreaming?

But Yun Heng had no time to wonder. The moment the heavenly punishment fell, she gripped the trembling body, swapped their positions, and shielded the girl beneath her. She braced herself, letting the wrath of heaven crash directly onto her own back.

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