When a Yandere Cannon Fodder Meets a Dark, Twisted Villain - Chapter 68

Early the next morning.

As the morning sun first ascended, auspicious clouds swirled around Ningmo Island. Inside the grand palace, Shi Yining tried on several outfits before finally selecting a ceremonial Dao companion robe woven from Heavenly Sunset Cloud Brocade—a solemn crimson gown with wide sleeves, a crossed collar, and a trailing skirt.

Embroidered upon the cuffs and hem were lifelike pairs of phoenixes, appearing as if they might flutter out from the fabric at any moment.

She wore a dark gold-inlaid jade belt around her waist, and her hair was styled in a Flying Immortal bun, adorned with red lotus tassel hairpins that swayed naturally, accentuating her peerless elegance.

At that time, Shu Mo had also changed into a Dao companion robe of the same style. With her dark hair bound and wearing a golden lotus crown, she stood tall and slender—a portrait of breathtaking beauty.

As the auspicious hour approached, the two walked out of the main hall hand in hand. At this moment, words were unnecessary; a natural unspoken understanding flowed between them.

Shi Yining raised her jade-like hand, and majestic spiritual power instantly surged from her fingertips. “Let the Golden Bridge rise from the East, leading the way to Xuanqing!”

After her clear shout, the vast spiritual power rapidly traced paths in the void. In a mere moment, a golden bridge slowly extended from the eastern side of Ningmo Island, reaching directly to the mountain gates of the Xuanqing Sect.

The bridge was broad enough for a hundred people to walk abreast, shrouded in auspicious clouds that added an air of celestial wonder.

Shu Mo gazed at her beloved with a smile. The moment the long bridge stabilized, she formed a seal with her fingers and turned toward the Moon Reflection Sect, letting out her own clear cry.

“Let the Golden Bridge come from the West, paving the path to Moon Reflection!”

In the blink of an eye, another equally magnificent suspended golden bridge extended from the western side of Ningmo Island, reaching the gates of the Moon Reflection Sect.

At the headquarters of both sects, guests from the Tiansheng Imperial Dynasty, the Qishan Sect, and various other sects, families, and rogue cultivators found their gazes irresistibly drawn to the two golden bridges spanning the sea of clouds. Sighs of admiration rose one after another.

“Having cultivated for many years, I only today realize the power of great masters. It is enough to make everyone in this world look up in awe!”

“During the clearing of the Demon Domain, it was also these two immortals who stepped forward to defeat the demons. Without them, how could we have this peaceful era today?”

“The merits of these two immortals will last for generations. Now that they are joined as partners to seek the Dao together, perhaps it won’t be long before they reach the summit of immortality!”

The appearance of the suspended golden bridges was magnificent and soul-stirring. Countless cultivators looked up at the sky, their eyes filled with reverence.

Qin Wu and Shu Rong stood before their respective mountain gates, their eyes brimming with relief and pride.

At the exact auspicious hour, bells and chimes rang in unison as celestial music filled the air.

Led by their sect masters, the cultivators of the Xuanqing and Moon Reflection sects stepped onto the golden bridges in order, followed by the observing guests. The long procession moved under the watchful eyes of the masses, slowly gathering at the main altar in the center of Ningmo Island.

The crowd fell solemn. All eyes were instinctively cast toward the two peerless figures standing side by side in front of the grand palace.

Shi Yining and Shu Mo smiled at each other and walked hand in hand with composed steps onto the center of the altar.

The ceremony proceeded according to ancient rites, solemn and dignified.

When the master of ceremonies sang out, “The Heavenly Dao bears witness; may you be joined forever in heart,” a strange phenomenon suddenly occurred!

Around Ningmo Island, countless auspicious clouds accompanied by seven-colored celestial glows began to gather. Simultaneously, a vast and majestic yet compassionate will slowly descended.

It had no concrete form, but every cultivator present, regardless of their cultivation level, felt it in their hearts… This was the source of this world, the Heavenly Dao of the Canglan Realm!

Above the clouds, thousands of golden lotuses appeared out of thin air, blooming one by one.

The Heavenly Dao did not speak, but the pouring power of blessing caused the souls of all cultivators on the island to instantly become clear. Not a few found their cultivation levels breaking through on the spot.

“It is a blessing from the Heavenly Dao!” someone in the crowd was the first to cry out.

In an instant, every cultivator on Ningmo Island, regardless of status, bowed solemnly toward the sky where the clouds gathered, performing a deep, long bow. Their voices rose like a tide: “We kowtow in gratitude for the Heavenly Dao’s grace!”

After this salute, the crowd turned toward the high platform and bowed again to the two peerless figures standing hand in hand.

“Congratulations to the two immortals! We wish your immortal path eternal prosperity and shared longevity!”

The Heavenly Dao personally descending to grant a blessing during a union ceremony was an unprecedented event in history. This was the highest recognition from the Heavens and a blessing for the rebirth of the Canglan Realm into a new era.

The ceremony was complete.

The cultivators dispersed in an orderly fashion. From that day forward, Ningmo Island became a sacred land of cultivation that countless beings in the Canglan Realm aspired to reach.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few.

Inside the main hall, which was shielded from spiritual sense probes, a warm, slightly tipsy atmosphere lingered, along with the subtle, lingering intimacy unique to the two of them.

Shi Yining’s hair fell like a waterfall. She had shed the heavy ceremonial robes of the day, replacing them with light sleeping attire.

Recalling the encounter during the fitting yesterday and the heart-stirring touches, a glint of mischief flashed in her eyes as she watched Shu Mo changing her clothes.

She moved with lotus-like steps, slowly drawing near. Gently but irresistibly, she pushed her beloved down onto the soft couch covered in cloud brocade. She then twined a lock of hair from the pillow around her finger and leaned down, her breath as sweet as an orchid.

“Mo’er tossed me about so much yesterday… tonight, it is my turn… Mo’er is not allowed to beg for mercy…”

Shu Mo was initially startled when she was pushed down. However, seeing the rare mischief in Shi Yining’s eyes, a smile immediately bloomed on her face.

“Does Ning’er still remember when we first tried that dual cultivation secret technique in the Taixuan Dao Realm?”

The question was sudden and struck the deepest, most bashful parts of her memory.

Shi Yining, who was preparing her next move, froze instantly. Those images she had deliberately suppressed and felt too shy to recall flooded back into her mind because of that single sentence.

A shade of crimson spread visibly from her cheeks to her ears and neck…

Her gaze flickered for a moment before she glared at her beloved with feigned annoyance, her voice rising slightly in a coquettish pout: “Why bring that up now of all times?”

Shu Mo took in her flustered reaction, the smile in her eyes deepening. Meeting that increasingly annoyed gaze, she said pointedly: “I only wanted to remind Ning’er not to let the secret technique go astray again… turning it into that uncontrollable… aphrodisiac art.”

The last few words were spoken softly and slowly.

How could Shi Yining not understand? This wasn’t a reminder; it was teasing. Mo’er was trying to use past embarrassments to disrupt her current offensive.

She bit her rosy lip, but instead of retreating, she instantly activated the secret technique.

Spiritual power, like a warm trickling stream, surged out naturally and immediately connected and merged with the kindred power surrounding Shu Mo…

Her slender jade fingers followed, skillfully finding a sensitive spot and giving a light flick.

Feeling her beloved’s body suddenly stiffen, Shi Yining leaned forward, her teeth lightly grazing and rubbing against the crimson tip of Shu Mo’s ear.

“After that time… whenever I have been in the lead, there has never been a mistake. Does Mo’er insist on bringing up old business right now, at this very moment, because… you have ill intentions?”

There was a hint of a pout in her words.

Before Shu Mo could answer, another slender finger brushed seemingly inadvertently against the edge of the light sleeping robe’s collar, sending a wave of fine numbness.

The night was long, and her “punishment” for Mo’er had only just begun…

A long time later, the majestic spiritual power intertwining in the hall receded like a tide, leaving only a warm lingering charm flowing through their limbs, bringing a sense of total physical comfort and satisfaction.

Shi Yining began to withdraw her spiritual power, intending to hold her beloved and go to sleep, when the world suddenly spun.

Having been in the dominant position just a moment ago, her slender wrists were suddenly caught, and her back sank into the soft cloud-brocade bedding.

Before she could speak, a familiar warmth suddenly pressed down. Their skin met, instantly becoming intimate and seamless.

She bit her lip, her eyes—now more watery and bright due to the nourishment of the spiritual power—glaring reproachfully at the woman above her.

The corners of Shu Mo’s eyes were stained with a moving crimson, adding a touch of soul-stirring beauty, while her lips carried a triumphant smile.

She leaned down slightly, her warm breath spilling into Shi Yining’s sensitive ear.

“In the cultivation of secret techniques, the more the better…” she said slowly, her thumb lightly rubbing the captured wrist. “Ning’er must have had her fill just now, so next… it should be my turn to lead…”

As soon as she finished speaking, familiar and majestic spiritual power surged from her body, completely enveloping and surrounding her beloved.

A new round of cultivation began once more…

Since that union ceremony that shook the Canglan Realm, Shi Yining and Shu Mo rarely left Ningmo Island.

This immortal paradise, created by their own hands, became their shared utopia.

During the day, they would either play chess and sip tea amidst the jade towers and magnificent halls or walk hand-in-hand along secluded paths lined with spiritual plants. After nightfall, they would merge body and soul within the palace, together exploring the profound and supreme path of dual cultivation.

After only a few months of this, the majestic spiritual power surrounding them reached a state of flawless perfection. It was a natural progression as they broke through to the Great Perfection of the Mahayana stage—a realm countless cultivators only dream of achieving.

On the day of her advancement, Shi Yining regained the memories of her first life.

Just as Mo’er had said, she had not “transmigrated” into a book. Everything related to the transmigration was a fabrication—her memories had been tampered with by the Demon Lord using a “System.”

In her first life, she had not experienced those specific hardships. She and Mo’er had known and loved each other, working together to resolve the grievances between their two sects. Just as their relationship was about to reach its fruition, disaster struck.

The Canglan Realm lost its sun and fell into eternal night.

To investigate the cause, she and Mo’er postponed their union ceremony. During their investigation, they were ambushed by a powerful enemy. At that time, although they were the leaders of their generation, they were nowhere near as powerful as they were in this life—a strength forged through trial and fire.

The enemy’s power was eerie and terrifying, far exceeding their expectations.

In the heat of the battle, Shi Yining fought desperately to protect the injured Shu Mo. She blocked a fatal blow and plummeted down the Soul-Severing Cliff. Before falling, she used the last of her spiritual power to send a message to Mo’er: You must live on well.

Her first life, along with her unfinished romance, ended there.

After her death, Shi Yining’s consciousness remained in a peculiar state, lingering by Shu Mo’s side. She watched as Mo’er fell into inconsolable grief; she watched as the laughter vanished from Mo’er’s eyes, replaced only by bone-deep hatred; she watched as Mo’er struggled to become increasingly powerful… She could only watch. She could not touch, she could not speak, and she could not offer even a shred of comfort.

The strike that sent her off the cliff had already shattered her soul. Had it not been for her obsession and connection to Mo’er—a bond that transcended life and death—she would have completely dissipated from the world long ago.

She could only watch helplessly as Mo’er carried the weight of her promise and her hatred, growing bit by bit into an existence powerful enough to shake the heavens and earth.

Later, on the day the Demon Domain was completely conquered and her revenge was exacted, Mo’er did not hesitate to use the art of reversing time. She brought Shi Yining back to the past, initiating their second life—a life full of twists and turns where they missed each other once again.

In the second life, Shi Yining lost her memories of the first. Like a blank piece of paper, she was controlled by the System created by the enemy, walking step by step toward an ending where she was Mo’er’s enemy…

In that second life, she also fell from the Soul-Severing Cliff. The difference was that this time, she jumped of her own accord.

Now, in the third life, the tribulations had been exhausted. She and Mo’er had finally found their happy ending.

Recalling all this, Shi Yining’s heart was filled with a complex mix of emotions: pain, bitterness, and relief. These feelings eventually transformed into two lines of clear tears that slid silently from the corners of her eyes.

The crystalline teardrops did not hit the ground.

As if triggered by a predestined opportunity, the falling tears erupted into a glow of golden light in mid-air. The light expanded rapidly, enveloping the two embracing women.

Their cultivation was already perfect and flawless. Under the washing of this golden light, their spiritual power naturally began to transform and ascend, turning into Immortal Essence.

At the same time, the Heavenly Dao of the Canglan Realm descended upon Ningmo Island once more, uncovering the final mysteries.

“Years ago, during the war between the Immortal and Demon realms, the Underworld was caught in the crossfire. The Mirror of Nine Serenities Reincarnation was briefly separated from the Underworld and happened to fall into the Canglan Realm. Objects of the Underworld are extremely yin and evil. Even I, as the Heavenly Dao, was inevitably affected, giving birth to a sliver of an evil manifestation. This evil thought was beyond my control; it targeted those with great destiny, intending to absorb their luck to replace me and completely distort the laws of this world.

All past tribulations originated from this. The immortals of the upper realm also sensed this. Since ancient times, those who become immortals are limited by the laws of heaven and earth and cannot remain in the lower realms. However, the two of you were trapped in this calamity, yet through your own will, wisdom, and bonds, you underwent three lifetimes of reincarnation without changing your original hearts. Ultimately, you corrected the wrongs, eliminated the evil, and saved this world from the brink of destruction. Your merit is immeasurable, and your fortune is profound. Therefore, an exception shall be made!”

The voice of the Heavenly Dao carried a tone of congratulation: “Congratulations to you both. You are spared the suffering of the Ascension Tribulation. You have attained immortality; you may stay or leave any of the myriad worlds as you please!”

The golden light gradually receded, and the immortal power stabilized around the two, making them appear even more ethereal and otherworldly.

The tear tracks on Shi Yining’s face had not yet dried, but a smile had already spread in her eyes—a smile from the bottom of her heart. It washed away the heaviness of the memories, leaving only the peace of the dust settling and the anticipation for the future.

She tilted her head slightly, looking at her lover who was close at hand. “Now that we have become immortals, Mo’er… do you want to go to the legendary Immortal Realm?”

Shu Mo raised her hand, using her warm fingertips to gently wipe away the tears from her beloved’s cheek.

Only after the tears were gone did she speak slowly, her voice infinitely tender. “What is Ning’er’s plan?”

Shi Yining did not answer immediately. Instead, she leaned into Shu Mo’s arms, her gaze sweeping across her surroundings. This island floating above the sea of clouds—every plant, every pavilion—was a crystallization of their shared efforts and memories.

“I think… I want to stay in the Canglan Realm first.”

Shi Yining looked back at Shu Mo, her eyes reflecting both that flawless face and this world that belonged to them.

“The sunrises and sunsets of Ningmo Island, the rolling clouds… I haven’t seen enough of them. More importantly, I haven’t seen enough of them with Mo’er.”

The Immortal Realm might be vast and mysterious, full of unknown opportunities and scenery. But for Shi Yining, none of that compared to the person in front of her or the home they had built together. Where Mo’er was, that was where her heart belonged and where her soul found peace.

Shu Mo listened quietly, her eyes full of tenderness. She tightened her arms slightly, pulling her beloved into a more intimate embrace. When she spoke again, her voice was soaked in boundless indulgence: “What Ning’er says is exactly what I wish.”

They had become immortals with infinite longevity. The gates of the Immortal Realm would always be open to them.

But at this moment, and for the foreseeable, very long future, they only wanted to stay on Ningmo Island, guarding each other. They would take those moments of togetherness they had missed in the previous two lives and make up for them, bit by bit, through the eternal years to come…

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