Wanxi Rebirth - Chapter 57

Perhaps it was because she was being trusted wholeheartedly. As Yue Tingxi’s words fell, she felt her visual perception suddenly shift.

All around was blue, with only a few barely visible areas emitting red light.

Was this what Qin Suoliu saw? Or was it the ability of the Gray Moth?

“If you can see the red light, shoot arrows at them.”

Through spiritual resonance, Qin Suoliu’s voice came clearly: “But with your current soul strength, you can probably only shoot three arrows, so aim first at the areas where the red light is strongest!”

The exchange took only an instant. Yue Tingxi quickly surveyed her surroundings after receiving the information.

The red lights indeed had varying intensities; it seemed the young lady had deliberately left hints.

Selecting the three most suitable targets, Yue Tingxi released the bowstring.

Arrows of golden rule force, composed of spiritual energy, whistled forward, but she didn’t watch to see if they hit. Instead, she immediately fired the second and third arrows!

The souls of Wandering Stage demons would be alert and sensitive. If they noticed the attack before it landed, even ten more attempts could be blocked.

Fortunately, she had been practicing continuously, and her aim was reliable. All three golden arrows pierced the red lights. At the same time, she felt a tremendous pressure slam down from above!

Yue Tingxi fell to her knees uncontrollably. Just as she frantically considered her next move, her vision suddenly darkened.

A small figure floated before her and raised a hand.

“Close your eyes, Tingxi Sister.”

Hearing this, Yue Tingxi instinctively lowered her head.

Even with her eyes closed, she could feel the surrounding light explode!

She heard the screams and roars of Tu Shan Jinglan, but they quickly vanished. Yet the light continued to flare, likely another use of Gray Moth’s isolating magic by the young lady.

“Qin Suoliu, you should see your current form!”

Outside the isolation barrier, Tu Shan Jinglan’s voice echoed from above. “Even if you erase the filthy memories you absorbed as a demon, what does it matter? Your end is only prolonged, swinging from one extreme to another!”

“No need to worry about that,” Qin Suoliu said expressionlessly.

“Facing an enemy without a trace of anger or resentment, yet reminding your loved one, your tone is icy!” Tu Shan Jinglan continued. “For old times’ sake, since I enjoyed a good show of yours in the past, I’ll give you one piece of advice—if you still want to be human, do not agree to any requests from the World Consciousness!”

Qin Suoliu didn’t reply this time, instead letting the silver-gray light on her fingertips merge with the golden rule force.

The two opposing forces clashed, filling her soul space with silver and gold.

Qin Suoliu didn’t retract her hands, continuing to absorb the residual power of the fox demon’s soul along with the dual-colored spiritual energy.

During this process, her body visibly transformed—from a six-year-old child to a twelve-year-old, then a fifteen-year-old girl, and finally restored to her real age in an instant.

Noticing the surrounding light dim, Yue Tingxi opened her eyes and saw the young lady in a gray robe.

She froze, about to ask, when Qin Suoliu’s robe suddenly flashed and changed back to her familiar purple attire.

“Let’s go, Tingxi Sister,” Qin Suoliu said, gently taking her sleeve and speaking as softly as possible.

“Has Tu Shan Jinglan’s soul been dealt with?” Yue Tingxi asked, still a bit incredulous.

“Yes. After erasing the remaining filthy memories, we can leave completely,” Qin Suoliu nodded, waving over the surrounding darkness, returning them to the cave within the Heart Demon Illusion.

Yue Tingxi paused, realizing the young lady intended to clean up herself. She was about to shoulder responsibility when Qin Suoliu gently pushed her onto the soft bed.

“Tingxi Sister’s soul needs rest,” she said, placing a hand on her forehead.

The three arrows of golden rule force had severely damaged her soul. Yue Tingxi finally felt the fatigue and sharp pain rising.

Still uneasy, she held Qin Suoliu’s wrist.

“Don’t use Gray Moth’s magic to force me to sleep,” she instructed. “I’ll rest gradually. If anything—or even if nothing, but you want to talk—wake me.”

Qin Suoliu agreed, letting go.

Before Yue Tingxi could close her eyes, Qin Suoliu leaned down and kissed her forehead.

Yue Tingxi shivered slightly, staring at her for a few seconds, but finally chose to rest.

After sleeping a while, she suddenly felt icy cold all over, as if transported to a snowy field.

Opening her eyes in shock, she saw an endless snowplain, with only one figure, almost blending into the snow with white hair and light gray robes.

No matter how she approached, the figure remained distant.

Frustration grew. Taking a deep breath, she leapt with all her strength—but still could not reach the figure, waking her up.

“What’s wrong, Tingxi Sister?” Qin Suoliu’s voice immediately came from beside her, yet the tone felt unusually cold—like the lonely, icy snowplain from the dream.

“Have you been hiding something from me again?” Yue Tingxi blurted.

Seeing the young lady sit beside her, moving closer, she asked, “Tingxi Sister, why do you say this? I’ve already erased most filthy memories, give me some time and I’ll remove all traces of having been a demon…”

“I’m not asking that,” Yue Tingxi shook her head, checking her hand for warmth—it wasn’t cold, yet she frowned.

If the snowplain reflected the state of the young lady’s soul, why wasn’t her soul affected now? Was it too soon? Or did she again use Gray Moth’s isolation spell?

“Qin Suoliu, how long do you plan to hide this from me?” She asked sternly, “I’ve already forgiven you for being a demon last life, so is there something worse than being a demon?”

Qin Suoliu smiled helplessly. “Tingxi Sister, perhaps you were affected by a nightmare? Otherwise, why would you ask so many questions upon waking?”

Their eyes met. Yue Tingxi’s brow furrowed deeper, gripping her hand harder, yet she eventually released her fingers.

Hoping it was just a troublesome dream, she straightened herself and continued, “Since you’ve regained rationality, there are some things I should clarify.”

“We are currently in the subsequent Wandering Stage Thunder Tribulation. It seems the soul tribulation and heart demon tribulation arrived together,” Yue Tingxi said. “So the challenges we face and solve are merged.”

“First is dealing with the heart demon, then refining the soul,” she continued. “Actually, ‘soul filth’ isn’t just your heart demon. Since I knew you had returned from your past life, I’ve been watching you—afraid you’d reclaim memories and become a threat to the human world again.”

She openly revealed her worst fears and concerns.

“As for refining the soul, cleaning your filthy memories was my way. You, with the help of the Heavens, must completely eliminate all filth isolated deep within by Gray Moth. Am I right?”

“…You can’t hide from Tingxi Sister,” Qin Suoliu sighed. “Exactly. After obtaining Gray Moth, the first thing I did was isolate all filth.”

“Under the isolation spell, I still remember my past life and crucial demon realm intelligence. But that filth always lingered, a hidden danger.”

“As for the Heavens and Tribulation Lightning, they are manifestations of the World Consciousness. Since we have a chance, we must seize it to eradicate the problem.”

“Has it been completely eradicated now?” Yue Tingxi asked.

“Almost,” Qin Suoliu shook her head. “I need more time…”

“I’ll help you,” Yue Tingxi said decisively. “I feel rested and can still use rule force. I need to master it anyway.”

Qin Suoliu remained silent, averting her gaze. Yue Tingxi, annoyed, grabbed her chin, turning her face, “What’s this reaction?”

“I…remember helping you when I lost control…” Qin Suoliu whispered, eyes closed.

“If you hadn’t mentioned it, I wouldn’t have thought of it,” Yue Tingxi said.

“But I remember. And helping you was my own will,” Qin Suoliu admitted. “I’ve desired this for a long time, even in the past life…”

Yue Tingxi: …

She thought it was a bigger deal.

“You’ve experienced a lot, right?” Yue Tingxi said. “Losing control due to instinct or desire is normal. Now, during tribulation, it also affected you, turning you into a demon. We just need to handle it—nothing to dwell on.”

“I was annoyed, but understood your urgent need to clear the filth,” she tapped her forehead, where the young lady had briefly touched. “I know you desire me, but your restraint usually hides it, or you justify it.”

During the time in the illusion when her cultivation was enhanced, she had no chance to think, but now she realized she was slowly becoming dependent on the young lady.

Their dual cultivation was highly compatible; if one lost control, the other could accept and respond, deepening understanding and steadily increasing their cultivation.

Only they, with shared past life memories, could empathize and avoid repeating past tragedies instead of trying to eliminate each other.

Thinking this, Yue Tingxi pulled her into her arms and kissed her forehead.

Qin Suoliu flinched, then relaxed and straightened, letting the warmth go.

“Alright, let me lead the way,” Yue Tingxi urged. “No matter what, this is a tribulation illusion—I’m uneasy staying too long.”

Back in Reality: Xishan, outside the Tribulation Platform

The Jade Mountain Master watched over the two lying together on the platform.

A few hours later, the mountains met the sky, casting a soft purple glow.

The Jade Mountain Master noticed the jade cabbage’s snake tail move.

Yue Tingxi slowly woke, breathing the familiar mountain wind.

The Wandering Stage Thunder Tribulation was finally complete!

Even with help from the Salvation Scale and Gray Moth, they had expended great effort to cleanse the soul of all filth, retaining demon realm intelligence.

Before sleeping again, she whispered, “Mountain Master… can you come over?”

The Old Ancestor felt a gust and came immediately.

“Look at Suoliu…” she began, and Yue Tingxi fell asleep before hearing the result.

The Jade Mountain Master frowned but checked the young fox spirit beside her. The soul was completely clean, perhaps too clean, resembling emotionless, cold-blooded cultivators.

Still, cleanliness was most important. She exhaled, bringing the two back to her residence to heal and infuse their souls.

Afterward, Yue Tingxi slept deeply, catching up on rest.

Qin Suoliu woke first but waited, letting Yue Tingxi regain consciousness, internally checking her cultivation, soul, and the Shuo Han Flower.

Having advanced to Wandering Stage with the World Consciousness’ help, the flower no longer posed a threat—it was time to plant it in Xishan.

When Yue Tingxi touched her, Qin Suoliu realized and opened her eyes.

“So the World Consciousness really helped you a lot this time.”

A quarter-hour later, Yue Tingxi inquired, “You absorbed Tu Shan Jinglan’s residual soul—can you now use her abilities?”

Qin Suoliu nodded. A white fox tail appeared and wagged.

“I can even summon the nine-tailed fox form. But I’m still human—not a demon or half-demon. Just capable of using its power.”

“Good, saves trouble later,” Yue Tingxi said, nodding.

After lunch, she tried to leave, but the fox tail wrapped around her.

“What are you doing?” she asked.

“Want you to stay with me,” Qin Suoliu said, her tone soft, not forceful.

“First, come with me to see friends,” Yue Tingxi patted the tail. “We’ve been through tribulation and unconsciousness—they must be worried. Also, Bi Fang Egg needs feeding.”

Qin Suoliu obeyed, hugging Yue Tingxi as they left.

“Why have you suddenly become so clingy?” Yue Tingxi asked, puzzled, stopping to let her wrap around her like she wanted to merge completely.

Half a quarter-hour later, they were in a small house with a cooling ice array.

“How does it feel? Comfortable?” Luo Yanzha appeared with the egg.

“Yes! I learned lots of ice magic from the mountain’s big monsters. They’re friendly, and I even got to pet them…”

Bi Fang Egg shook vigorously at the mention of petting.

Luo Yanzha explained the feeding arrangements and local news during the tribulation, including rumors of a mysterious Wandering Stage sword cultivator wreaking havoc in the human world, known as the “Ghost Sword Cultivator.”

Yue Tingxi and Qin Suoliu exchanged knowing glances.

Before they could communicate further, a cracking sound indicated the egg was hatching.

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