Chapter 94: I Am Not Worthy of Staying by Lou Yunxiao’s Side
Bai Wanru knew that it was she who had led Lou Yunxiao onto this path of no return.
If she had also taken Lou Yunxiao to hide in the mountains and ignored these ordinary commoners, she wouldn’t have given Lou Yunxiao so much pressure.
Even more so, it wouldn’t have led to today’s outcome.
Throughout her life, she had killed countless Mo. She had been worthy of the common people, worthy of all living beings, and worthy of justice, but she had only been unworthy of Lou Yunxiao.
Therefore, if there were a next life…
She wouldn’t be Yunxiao’s mother again.
She only hoped that Yunxiao could be a bit more selfish and live more for himself, unburdened by all things.
The last light in Bai Wanru’s pupils completely vanished, and they slowly closed. The hand held by Ning Ke also went limp.
As her life faded away, white mist began to flow from her body toward the Fo Lian Deng at her waist, making the lamp’s color even brighter. Scriptural-like patterns appeared on the lotus petals, and an amazing power surged out, actually dispersing the dark clouds above Bai Wanru and Ning Ke, allowing sunlight to spill down as if blessing the birth of the Fo Lian Deng.
It was at this moment that Ning Ke saw Lou Yunxiao rushing toward them from a distance.
A huge sense of sorrow spread in his heart.
It was for Bai Wanru.
And it was also for Lou Yunxiao.
He understood Bai Wanru’s heart.
In the final moments of her life, this mother was filled with guilt toward her son.
And she would perhaps never know that, although Lou Yunxiao didn’t say it, in his heart, he had always been proud of and admired his mother.
But now, they couldn’t even see each other one last time…
This was Lou Yunxiao’s fate ten thousand years ago.
“Mother—”
Lou Yunxiao almost fell to the ground, staggering as he knelt beside Bai Wanru.
“Mother, Mother, don’t scare me!”
Someone who was always calm and composed in the past was now completely panicked.
He caressed Bai Wanru’s face, his fingers trembling as he spoke in a choked voice.
“Mother, stop joking. Didn’t you always say you were fine? Your son is back, your son is back. Open your eyes and look at Yunxiao…”
“Yunxiao is by your side…”
Ning Ke’s eyes were already soaked with tears. He turned his face away, handed Bai Wanru over to Lou Yunxiao, and pushed himself up from the ground with his hands.
Limping, he walked to the old man sitting in the distance, grabbed the old man’s collar, and shouted hysterically, “Heavenly Dao!!! Why didn’t you act?!”
“It was you, wasn’t it?!”
“Why have you been watching from start to finish?!”
“Can’t you seal the Great Mo?! Aren’t you the strongest in this world?!”
Outside the residence, when the old man said that phrase “person from the other world,” he had already realized that this person was the Heavenly Dao.
But this Heavenly Dao had watched so many people die with his own eyes, watched the Mo massacre the city, and watched Bai Wanru sacrifice her life and fight to the death, yet he did nothing!
What kind of Heavenly Dao is he?!
The old man only looked at Ning Ke with those guilty eyes and said, “Child, this world is not complete. The celestial movements, the frequent disasters, and the birth of the Mo are all because of this incompleteness… and this useless body of mine is even more incapable of contending with the Mo…”
The pitch-black color on his body had already spread over most of his frame. When he spoke, his dried skin wrinkled, making him particularly terrifying.
“The only thing I could do was to summon you to this world to fill this incompleteness…”
“In this world, everyone has their own fate. What you need to do is connect their fates, eliminate the Mo, and give this world a sense of completeness.”
“I am very sorry for bringing you to this world… but…”
The old man’s eyes turned red as he spoke: “I beg you, persevere, and save this world…”
His words left Ning Ke stunned.
So that was it.
So that was how it was.
The incompleteness was because of the plot holes in the novel world the system mentioned.
Previously, for him and his sister, this world was simply a world that existed in a book.
Even if there were plot holes, they wouldn’t be cared about by readers, and even less so by the creator.
But for the world itself, it was a cataclysmic disaster.
As it turned out…
It was still because of him.
He and his sister had caused this incompleteness.
And the Mo were born because of this incompleteness. So many people had died because of the Mo, and Lou Yunxiao, as the child of destiny, underwent these hardships one by one.
He experienced these life-and-death partings one after another.
Ultimately, it was he who had brought so much pain to Lou Yunxiao.
How could someone like him be worthy of staying by Lou Yunxiao’s side?
How could he be worthy of being treated gently by Lou Yunxiao?
As expected, the identity of an enemy was the most suitable for them.
That was the true destination for him and Lou Yunxiao…
His heart ached until he could barely breathe.
Ning Ke let go of his grip on the Heavenly Dao. The rain soaked his silver hair, sticking it to the young man’s pale cheeks.
He smiled.
But it was a bitter smile.
Tears slid from the corners of his eyes.
Ning Ke said to the Heavenly Dao.
“Don’t worry, I will persevere.”
“Until death, I will return peace to this world.”
…
The rain was still falling. After the Fo Lian Deng was forged, that small patch of clear sky was once again covered by dark clouds.
Ning Ke knelt before Bai Wanru, watching Lou Yunxiao hold the woman while sobbing and crying, his heart aching like it was being twisted by a knife.
Besides the heartache, there was also more guilt and self-blame, to the point that it made his head spin and he couldn’t catch his breath for a long time.
“Mother… wake up, look at Yunxiao…”
Lou Yunxiao cried until his entire body was trembling. The pain of losing his closest relative, combined with the self-blame and despair generated after being plotted against by the Mo, completely enveloped Lou Yunxiao.
If he had realized Zhang Minghe was a Mo in disguise, if he hadn’t left Chihe Cheng, if he could have arrived a bit earlier…
“Mother, I beg you, look at your son…”
Ning Ke reached out his hand, but just as he was about to touch Lou Yunxiao’s shoulder, he paused.
His fingers curled, and he withdrew them.
What right did he have to comfort Lou Yunxiao?
“Hahahaha…” A burst of loud laughter suddenly came from the sky.
It was Nan Lou and the other eight Great Mo arriving.
That laughter precisely came from Nan Lou.
“Oh my, oh my, how can the strongest among humans be crying in such a wretched state?”
“But then again, it seems you lower races all value sentiment quite a bit. It doesn’t matter if you die yourself, but if your mother or father dies, you cry as if your life were being taken.”
He beckoned, and Nan San and Nan Si came to his side from below the city.
“How are things going?”
“Reporting to Lord Nan Lou, we have already turned half the people in the city into the living dead.”
“Not a bad speed.” Nan Lou’s smile was malicious as he spoke: “Then why don’t you quickly let this Immortal Lou see their current appearance?”
Those two Great Mo nodded, and dozens of the living dead ran toward the south of the city. Pushing open the courtyard, they were revealed to be the people of Chihe Cheng.
Some had blood holes in their necks, some had been disemboweled, and some had broken hands and feet, yet because they had Mo energy supporting them, they could still stand and speak under the command of the Great Mo: “Immortal Lou… save me…”
Lou Yunxiao looked back at those people in alarm.
His face turned deathly pale.
He shook his head, falling back as he sat, holding Bai Wanru tightly: “Mother, I can’t save them. Mother, don’t look at them…”
“HAHAHAHA!!!” Seeing his collapsing state, Nan Lou suddenly burst into fits of loud laughter. He patted Nan San’s shoulder and said, “Come, Nan San, let them say another sentence: ‘Immortal Lou, where were you when we were being killed? We died so miserably, boohoohoo.’”
Those living dead truly stood in the courtyard and cried out sorrowfully: “Immortal Lou, where were you when we were being killed, ahhhhh…”
Before they could finish, screams echoed between heaven and earth.
Looking again, they were already covered in pale blue Huhuo.
Before long, the most pure and intense fire had turned the living dead into ashes.
“Dammit, you Mo are truly too much, to the point that even I, a Yao, can’t stand to watch anymore!”
“Today, if I don’t teach you a lesson, I’ll be unworthy of my title as a Great Yao!”
Ning Ke suddenly looked up and saw clearly that figure standing in the sky.
It was precisely the Qingqiu Fox Lord, Jiu Yuan.
Translator’s Note:
- Mo Zhu (魔主): Demon Lord/Demon Master.
- Liuxian skirt (留仙裙): “Stay Immortal Skirt.” A classic style of traditional Chinese dress (Hanfu).
- Jindan (金丹): Golden Core. A middle-stage cultivation level.
- Yaodan (妖丹): A monster’s internal core, the source of its spiritual power.
- Huhuo (狐火): Fox Fire. A signature technique of fox demons.
Oh my goodness, my heart is absolutely shattered. 😭 Bai Wanru was such a wonderful mother and teacher, and her final words to Ning Ke and Lou Yunxiao were just devastating. And seeing Ning Ke blame himself for the world’s “incompleteness” makes it even worse. On the bright side, Big Brother Jiu Yuan is finally here! Go get ’em, Fox Lord! 🦊🔥 Thanks for bearing with me through this emotional rollercoaster. Stay tuned to see how they fight back! 🌸
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