Tianxuan Continent, Logging Off!
Ye Chuan returned to the apartment. The lights in the living room were still on, and the kitchen still carried the aroma of food that had just been reheated.
Home really was the most comfortable place.
Lan Xiaoke was sitting on the sofa, hugging the white giant egg. “Ye Chuan, Ye Chuan! Hurry, hurry! Feed it once first.”
“Don’t I feed you several times every day already?” Ye Chuan said, patting Lan Xiaoke on the head.
Hearing the commotion, Luo Xi soon came out of the kitchen with a bowl of freshly reheated soup. Her long hair was simply tied behind her head, and her face still wore its usual smile.
“Chuan Chuan, if you’d come back any later, Qian Shuang was about to put your portion away.”
Bai Qianshuang was sitting quietly at the dining table. Hearing that, she looked up.
“I wasn’t.”
“You asked twice just now.”
Luo Xi set the soup on the table, then casually pulled out a chair for Ye Chuan. There was an unmistakably teasing note in her voice.
Bai Qianshuang did not continue explaining. She simply straightened the bowl and chopsticks in front of Ye Chuan.
Both of them behaved like gentle wives.
After Ye Chuan sat down, Luo Xi first looked him over from head to toe. Only after confirming that he had no obvious injuries did she ask about what had happened at the end of the Myriad Dao Ancient Realm.
“It’s over. The Myriad Dao Ancient Realm will remain open, so other people can enter it in the future as well.”
“What about you?”
“I broke through.”
Ye Chuan said it calmly, as though becoming an Immortal King was no different from reaching any of his previous realms.
“What realm?”
“Immortal King.”
“That fast… It’s only been a year.”
Luo Xi sat back down beside Bai Qianshuang and casually placed a piece of meat in her bowl. Her smile remained perfectly natural.
Bai Qianshuang glanced down at it, then reluctantly moved the piece of meat into Ye Chuan’s bowl.
“He just broke through. He needs more nourishment.”
Lan Xiaoke sat beside them, hugging the giant egg. When she heard that, she immediately looked at her own bowl. There were only a few pieces of green vegetables inside.
“I need more nourishment too.”
“You need to lose weight.”
“I’m not fat~ And Blue Eggy wants to eat too.”
Luo Xi let out a laugh at her antics.
The atmosphere around the table was warm and relaxed. Ye Chuan briefly recounted what had happened at the end of the Myriad Dao Ancient Realm, and no one seemed particularly surprised.
As time passed, Angelina and the others gradually entered the living room to eat. Of course, some of the tenants chose to have dinner in the cafeteria at the Myriad Realms Apartment instead.
Everyone was free to choose.
While they discussed the events in the Myriad Dao Ancient Realm, Ye Chuan also took out the Silvermoon Token and the several sigils for everyone to see.
“So these are the sigils?”
“Yeah. And the final place was also connected to Chaos…”
Ye Chuan was just about to explain when the Silvermoon Token on the edge of the table suddenly trembled faintly. The moon pattern on its surface lit up as well.
All five ancient seals reacted at the same time. One aura after another emerged from Ye Chuan’s body, finally converging on the Silvermoon Token.
Bai Qianshuang had been eating with her head lowered, but at that moment, a sharp pain suddenly struck between her brows. The chopsticks in her hand came to a stop.
She looked up at the Silvermoon Token. For some reason, the dark-red aura deep within it suddenly seemed familiar, as though she had seen it somewhere before.
The feeling of familiarity appeared and vanished in an instant. Before she could carefully recall where she had encountered it, the dining table before her suddenly blurred.
Luo Xi was right beside her and quickly noticed that something was wrong with her complexion. She set down her chopsticks and touched the back of Bai Qianshuang’s hand.
“Qian Shuang, what’s wrong?”
Bai Qianshuang did not answer at once. She merely lowered her head and stared at Luo Xi’s hand resting on hers. An indescribable unease suddenly rose within her heart.
They had clearly been together for a long time.
Yet when Bai Qianshuang looked at Luo Xi, she saw a bloodstained immortal sword piercing straight through her body.
“Maybe I’m just a little tired.”
Bai Qianshuang withdrew her hand, her tone sounding no different from usual.
Luo Xi did not think much of it. She simply ladled a bowl of soup for her.
“Then go rest early. We can put away the rest tomorrow.”
Bai Qianshuang nodded lightly and reached out to take the bowl. Her vision blurred, and once again she found herself facing an unfamiliar sky—
…
The sky had been shattered completely. Countless cracks stretched across the heavens of the Immortal Realm, while dark-red mist poured continuously from their depths.
Vast immortal palaces were falling from the sky. Broken Great Daos hung between heaven and earth like chains, and the lifeless corpses of countless Great Emperors could be seen everywhere.
Bai Qianshuang stood before a ruined immortal palace. She wore a bloodstained white imperial robe and held an Emperor Seal that had already developed cracks.
She did not know why she had appeared here, but she clearly knew the name of this body.
Luo Xuan Empress.
The moment that name appeared, all the scattered feelings of familiarity rapidly connected.
She could understand Luo Xuan imperial script, and she could use the Luo Xuan Emperor Seal directly, because it had originally been something she herself had left behind.
A tremendous crash rang out in the distance. Bai Qianshuang looked up and quickly saw a figure standing beneath the shattered sky.
The person had his back to her, alone blocking a gigantic palm descending from the dark-red rift. The surrounding Great Daos were also shattering without end.
Bai Qianshuang could not see his face clearly, yet instinctively knew that the person was Ye Chuan—the Chaos Heavenly Emperor who had once suppressed the entire Immortal Realm.
She wanted to activate the Luo Xuan Emperor Seal to help him, but there was barely any strength left in her body. Behind her, the Imperial Formation was also showing signs of collapse.
“Luo Xi, help me stabilize the Imperial Formation.”
Bai Qianshuang did not turn around. She merely extended a hand behind her, because that familiar aura was one she had never needed to guard against.
No answer came from behind.
But Luo Xi soon approached, her footsteps as steady as they had always been in her memories.
Bai Qianshuang was just about to speak again when a cold imperial sword pierced into her back, passing straight through her chest.
Her movements froze. The Luo Xuan Emperor Seal slipped from her hand.
Blood ran down the blade. Bai Qianshuang lowered her head and stared at the tip of the sword protruding from her chest, her eyes filled only with bewilderment.
She tried to turn around, but Luo Xi reached out from behind and pressed down on her shoulder, pouring even more imperial power into the sword.
The Luo Xuan Emperor Seal dimmed completely. The Imperial Formation, which had barely been holding together, ceased functioning at that very moment.
“Why?”
Bai Qianshuang only had time to ask that one question before her vision was swallowed by blood-red darkness.
She saw her own body collapse to the ground. She also saw Luo Xi reach out and catch the Emperor Seal as it fell from between her brows.
Luo Xi offered no explanation.
She held the Emperor Seal and lowered her head to glance at the fallen Luo Xuan Empress.
…
Bai Qianshuang abruptly came back to herself. The bowl in her hands nearly fell onto the table.
Luo Xi was right beside her, her face filled with concern as she reached out, seemingly intending to steady Bai Qianshuang by the shoulder.
But Bai Qianshuang instinctively moved backward.
Luo Xi’s hand stopped in midair, and the smile slowly faded from her face.
“Qian Shuang, what exactly did you see?”
Bai Qianshuang did not answer immediately. She only stared at that familiar face as the image of the imperial sword piercing through her chest replayed over and over in her mind.
The Luo Xi before her was kind to her now.
The Luo Xi in her memories had once been kind to her too.
Precisely because there was no difference between the two, that sword strike had seemed so real.
After a long silence, Bai Qianshuang finally looked up at Luo Xi.
“Luo Xi, did you kill me in our past life?”
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