Wanxi Rebirth - Chapter 79

Lan Fengqing wasted no time in ending the life of the intruder.

Vines pierced into the intruder’s dantian, extracting the Nascent Soul, and in front of everyone, she ground it to pieces. Once the person claiming to be “Lan Zhaoyao” finally stopped breathing, she used the same method to crush his heart.

Everything was recorded by the Memory Bead.

“Now that the usurper is dead, my elder brother’s remains and his True Sword should be personally escorted back to Qingxu Sect to be buried with our parents,” Lan Fengqing said, stepping over the intruder’s blood while directing the vines to carry Lan Zhaoyao’s corpse to the elder of Zhenyun Valley who had been observing all along.

“However, the harmful demons in the Ghost Realm haven’t been completely eliminated yet, so I cannot leave immediately. I ask that you deliver my brother’s remains, the True Sword, and this Memory Bead to Qingxu Sect, and convey the truth to everyone.”

Before leaving, she had already entrusted her master, who had retired in the Hundred Medicine Valley, to perform a “great replacement” in the sect once the remains were recovered—removing the elders and officials who had been manipulated into key positions by the intruder.

Her master, who was essentially equivalent to a Supreme Elder, could temporarily manage Qingxu Sect without her worry.

In addition, she publicly destroyed the magical items the intruder had forged, opened all the unclaimed storage rings, and spread the stolen magical tools and heavenly materials across the ground.

This naturally drew everyone’s attention, giving Yue Tingxi and Qin Suoliu in the distance the chance to act.

Law Force and silver-gray spiritual energy intertwined, and before long, they managed to fully draw the intruder’s soul into the “Mustard Seed Ice Wheel.”

“Tut-tut-tut, if the Jade Mountain Man saw your soul now, he could throw you straight into the Demon Realm!” controlling the intruder’s soul, Xie Zhi shook her head and clicked her tongue repeatedly. “Name?”

“…Lan Zhaoyao.”

“You really think of yourself as human?” Xie Zhi squinted, mocking him. “Looks like the little dog from the Book Management Bureau doesn’t have a codename. Fine, I’ll give you one. Considering you’re all alone and pitiful, I’ll call you ‘Lone Stray.’”

Intruder: …

She’s finding ways to call him a “stray dog”?!

But he knew this person was untouchable, and now, without a physical body, he had no choice but to obediently answer, “Yes.”

His soul was then placed on the prearranged frame in the illusionary space.

A cluster of fire spiritual energy, mixed from Bifang and Qin Suoliu, appeared in Xie Zhi’s hand. She casually threw it onto the soul of the Lone Stray. Instantly, flames rose several meters high, followed by the Lone Stray’s heart-wrenching screams.

No matter what this person had said or done before death, Xie Zhi witnessed it all.

As a creation of the World Consciousness and its eyes, she knew all the suffering that sentient beings in this world and in these cycles had endured because of the intruder.

The punishment matched the crimes committed; this fire, born from the law of cause and effect, would not be extinguished until it had fully balanced the scales.

With the “Ghost Sword Practitioner” incident temporarily concluded, Lan Fengqing was eager to reunite with her companions and immediately shattered a teleportation talisman given by Qin Suoliu.

[Hello, Sister Lan Fengqing. I am the 7364 System, also Qin Yin Guang.]

The moment she landed steadily, a familiar, lifeless female voice, flat as stagnant water and devoid of emotion, suddenly spoke in her mind.

[The immortal herb [Several Sprigs of Cold Crisp] has been successfully collected and stored in the item slot. Sister Lan may use it at any time.]

“You’re finally free!” Lan Fengqing genuinely rejoiced and immediately informed Yue Tingxi and Qin Suoliu.

“…I still feel like they’re hiding a lot from us!” whispered the Sixth Elder of the Star-Picking Pavilion, noticing the three chatting quietly. “Are we really allies?”

“Precisely because we’re allies, they know what should and shouldn’t be said,” the Fifth Elder replied calmly. “Like fortune-telling, sometimes knowing too much is not necessarily good.”

Hearing the two elders murmur, Luo Yansha relaxed her grip on Bifang, feeling less tense than before. She felt like a tiny shrimp caught in the affairs of massive whales and sharks, but since everyone was willing to include her, she would just go along for now.

While everyone had their thoughts, Lan Fengqing had already transmitted everything to the other two.

“So, the Lan Zhaoyao system has transferred to you?” Yue Tingxi, still skeptical about the morality of the World Consciousness, didn’t know what to make of it. “Is it uncomfortable? Did it explain the pros and cons to you?”

“She only introduced herself in my mind and brought the ‘Several Sprigs of Cold Crisp’ to me,” Lan Fengqing replied, showing them a storage box for spiritual inspection.

“It really is ‘Several Sprigs of Cold Crisp.’ But can we truly trust the 7364 System—leaving it to reside in the mind like that?” Yue Tingxi asked Qin Suoliu, still uncertain.

She had worried that the 7364 System, if it had a soul and had experienced all the contamination of the little worlds, might now be filthy.

Yet it originated from the World Consciousness and had been disguised, dormant, and following missions for so long that its true intentions were only now revealed; there was no longer a reason or motive to harm this world.

Before Qin Suoliu could answer, Grey Moth suddenly flew between them and brushed its whiskers against Yue Tingxi, signaling approval.

“…Alright then, since even the emissary of the World Consciousness agrees, we’ll temporarily let Sister Lan take in the 7364 System,” Yue Tingxi said reluctantly.

“No problem. I’ve been studying Grey Moth for two years; I’m not afraid of this unknown force. Be it Grey Moth or the 7364 System, I welcome them both,” Lan Fengqing replied cheerfully. “It also gives me a chance to familiarize myself with the system’s uses before the final assault—it might even be helpful.”

She knew her two friends worried about her and Qin Yin Guang being manipulated by the World Consciousness, but she had never seen herself as a tool.

Thanks to her medical training, she treated the World Consciousness’ power as a research tool; it never interfered, which she considered the greatest indulgence and favor.

With the immortal herb “Several Sprigs of Cold Crisp” in hand, the three exchanged a few words before returning to their seats on the Immortal Taro Leaf vessels, heading with their companions toward the Ghost City’s “Flowers from Withered Bones.”

Along the way, Qin Suoliu noticed that Yue Tingxi’s spirit seemed much better.

Before the intruder was executed, she always felt an invisible weight on Sister Tingxi’s emotions, never truly able to relax.

As long as the intruder lived, this gloom would never lift, even with power far beyond him.

Noticing Yue Tingxi’s change, Qin Suoliu instinctively held her hand.

This should have been a joyful moment, yet she felt panic instead.

It wasn’t because of a power gap—they were already evenly matched in cultivation.

Seizing the temporary safety, she desperately tried to grasp this strange feeling and trace its source—the origin of her fear.

Soon, she remembered a dream from two years ago.

The dream came from Qin Yin Guang; in it, she saw a snowfield, cold and lonely, and the child she couldn’t call back.

Now, this dream… seemed reversed.

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