AWB Chapter 270 Leaving
Chapter 270 Leaving
"Ye Ying!"
A hint of doubt flashed in Xie Wanxun's eyes, but then he saw a light in Ye Qianqian's eyes.
Seeing this, Xie Wanning mustered all her strength and shouted at the top of her lungs, "Ye Ying!"
Ye Qianqian was startled and looked up at Xie Wanning: "What did you call me?"
Xie Wanning was delighted and said, "I called you Ye Ying, isn't that your real name? Oh, it's the 'Ying' as in heroic spirit, not the 'Ying' as in oriole. I remember very clearly, you told me your name before."
Previously, in the secret realm of Tianji Pavilion, Xie Wanning encountered Ye Ying from Ye Qianqian's memories, and it was she who told Xie Wanning her real name.
Ye Qianqian paused for a moment, her face instantly darkening: "What Ye Ying? I don't know her at all. I am Ye Qianqian, not the Ye Ying you're talking about."
Ye Qianqian lowered her eyes, concealing the sadness within them.
Ye Ying is long dead. Her body has long been buried in the grave. Her beliefs have been shattered, her dreams abandoned, leaving only an empty and numb soul to eke out a living in another strange world.
"Ye Ying..." Xie Wan Ning's lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something to comfort her, but the bitterness in her heart choked her throat.
Seeing Xie Wanning's low spirits, Xie Wanxun suddenly stepped in front of her, put his hands on his hips, looked at Ye Qianqian, and said, "Ye Qianqian, we didn't come here to let you vent your anger. I'm asking you, you've been by Fusang's side for so long, do you know anything about Fusang?"
I thought Ye Qianqian would be very averse to mentioning Fusang, but to my surprise, she simply raised her head and smiled: "Okay, but you need to grant me one request."
"You still dare to make demands." Xie Wanxun's eyes flashed with anger, and she clenched her hands tightly to suppress the murderous intent in her heart.
Xie Wanxun's restraint in not harming Ye Qianqian was already a testament to her forbearance. After all, Ye Qianqian had killed her so many times; how could she possibly want Ye Qianqian to escape unscathed?
However, intelligence is very important, and Ye Qianqian cannot die for the time being.
"Don't get so angry, you'll definitely agree to my request." Ye Qianqian stood up, a gleam of joy in her eyes. She took a step forward without fear, looked down at Xie Wanxun, and smiled, "So? Want to hear my request?"
Seeing Ye Qianqian's haughty gaze and hearing her confident words, Xie Wanxun felt a surge of anger, and his body ignited with Netherfire.
"Calm down, sister." Xie Wanning smiled, barely stopping Xie Wanxun from rushing forward. She turned her head and said coldly, "You speak, Ye Qianqian."
Ye Qianqian was slightly taken aback, a faint smile playing on her lips, and said, "I can tell you everything I know about Fusang. However, after it's done, please kill me and obliterate my soul with Phoenix Fire."
"what!"
“The Phoenix Fire can scatter the soul, and that’s how Yan Ze died. I don’t want to stay in this world, and I don’t want Fusang to ‘recycle’ my soul.”
“Sure, it’s a very simple request, and it suits my taste,” Xie Wanxun said with a cheerful laugh, her anger replaced by joy.
Xie Wanning nodded and promised, "Okay, I promise you."
"Then, it's a pleasure to cooperate!" Ye Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief and revealed a genuine smile.
"Let's begin!" Ye Qianqian said calmly.
"What exactly is destiny? And how did Fusang steal my destiny?" Xie Wanning asked, voicing her doubts.
Ye Qianqian pondered for a moment and replied, "Luck is not the same as ability and talent; it is the force that determines destiny. Just as some people become sect leaders and some become elders, luck determines a person's future path."
“Fusang cannot directly seize your luck, but it can collect the luck you have lost. As long as you are hurt and fall into despair, your luck will dissipate. My task is to gain the trust of those around you and bring you all sorts of trouble, which will put you in despair,” Ye Qianqian analyzed earnestly.
"Then why did Fusang choose to steal my fortune?" A hint of helplessness flashed in Xie Wanning's eyes. If she hadn't been targeted by Fusang, would she have been living a normal life?
Ye Qianqian looked at Xie Wanning, her golden eyes shining brightly: "It's very simple. The Heavenly Dao has divine power and can see everyone's destiny. And you, Xie Wanning, your destiny is very strong, making you the most outstanding among the chosen ones."
"Not only that, when you've gone through despair but haven't completely given up on yourself, and you manage to pick yourself up again, your luck will be even stronger than before. As a phoenix, you've experienced the despair of near death, and being able to rise again after your resurrection means your luck will grow stronger with each passing moment. Is that considered lucky or unlucky, Xie Wanning?" Ye Qianqian looked at Xie Wanning inquisitively and said with a light laugh.
Xie Wanning was silent for a moment before answering, "It's luck. My resurrection is due to the phoenix power I possess, which has allowed me to escape danger time and time again and have the opportunity to continue living. Being targeted by Fusang is its sin, not my fault."
“However, you said that despair will cause you to lose your luck. If I am completely desperate, will Japan stop targeting me?” Xie Wanning grasped the key point.
“No, he will choose to start over.” Ye Qianqian shook her head and said, “Fusang has the ability to rewind time. He will choose to adjust time to before you despaired. Of course, Fusang can also adjust time to a more distant place. He adjusted time to when I joined Qingyun Sect, so that I could start over.”
But Xie Wanxun's face turned pale. Rebirth? Could it be that Fusang was just using this method to seize fortune?
"That's terrifying," Xie Wanning exclaimed.
"Ye Qianqian, how did Si Jinchuan become a reborn person? I know that you told Yan Ze, Song Huai'an, and Jiang Ci about their past life memories, so what about Si Jinchuan's memories?" Xie Wanxun asked, puzzled.
If Xie Wanxun's rebirth was due to the divine beast Xuanwu, then why was Si Jinchuan reborn?
However, Ye Qianqian simply shook her head and said apologetically, "I don't know about this either. I didn't expect Si Jinchuan to be reborn; it's too abnormal. After all, how could a cultivator be reborn with his memories intact? Fusang reversed time, so all the things that happened in the past will be gone, and no one can remember the past. As for Xie Wanxun, your rebirth was something Fusang didn't expect. He has always been wary of you, saying that you are a variable."
"Okay, I understand," Xie Wanxun said sullenly.
"So, Ye Qianqian, you've been following Fusang for so long, do you know his weaknesses? Or rather, what should I do to avoid death?"
Ye Qianqian said helplessly, "I can't do anything about it. Fusang is the god of the entire cultivation world, and no one can defy Him. Xie Wanning, I'm not trying to discourage you, but Fusang is someone who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals. In his past life, in order to obtain the fortune of the entire cultivation world, Fusang personally destroyed the cultivation world. He didn't care because he could reverse time. However, the destruction of the cultivation world is a fact."
"How could He do this! He is the will of Heaven!" Xie Wanning exclaimed, a surge of rage welling up within her.
Xie Wanxun's eyes flickered slightly, and she clenched her hands, the scarlet color in her eyes growing even brighter.
"That's all I know. Now it's time for you to fulfill your promises." Ye Qianqian let out a soft sigh, her tone unusually relaxed, a gentle smile on her lips. She stretched and said, "After cultivating for so many years, I can finally rest. My tribulation is finally over."
She never belonged to this world; everything in the cultivation world was irrelevant to her. Yet, this very world forever barred her from her original world, leaving her only to eke out a living in this one.
A ball of phoenix fire appeared in Xie Wanning's hand, its flames flickering.
However, Xie Wanxun stood in front of Xie Wanning and extinguished the flames in Xie Wanning's hand: "Let me do it! Ye Qianqian once killed me, and in this life, I want to take revenge with my own hands."
"it is good."
Xie Wanxun ignited a ball of ghostly fire in his right hand and quickly threw it towards Ye Qianqian.
The ghostly flames enveloped Ye Qianqian, illuminating her eyes that shone with joy.
"Goodbye, Senior Sister." Ye Qianqian waved goodbye, a genuine smile on her face.
Xie Wanxun remained silent, looking down at Ye Qianqian.
Xie Wanning paused slightly and said, "Goodbye, Ye Ying, don't come back."
"Hmm." Ye Ying nodded and disappeared into the purple netherfire, her soul scattered.
"Let's go back," Xie Wanxun said.
Xie Wanning nodded, her consciousness returning to her body.
However, when she opened her eyes and looked around, she found no one there.
Xie Wanxun's soul returned to her body. She opened her eyes and asked in confusion, "Where are they?"
Suddenly, the door was opened.
Qin Muyang had a long knife wound in his abdomen, the flesh torn open, and blood gushing out like a spring, staining his clothes red. His face was also covered with wounds, and blood from a wound on his forehead slid down his cheek and dripped to the ground. His eyes were filled with exhaustion and pain, and every step he took seemed to use all his strength, as if he might collapse at any moment.
"Wan Ning, run! They're coming!" Qin Muyang shouted in a hoarse voice.
"Who's coming?"
"The demonic beasts and demonic cultivators of the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons!"