The moment she walked out, several disciples instinctively stepped back half a pace.
The woman passed by casually, her gaze brushing over the disciples with nothing more than a faint glance.
But when the name "Ye Xuan" drifted clearly into her ears from the low murmurs of a few nearby conversations, she whipped her head around, her entire body trembling as she fixed her eyes on the disciples.
Her lips moved slightly, and her voice turned sharp from extreme agitation and restraint:
"What did you just say? … Who did you see?"
The disciples were terrified by her appearance. They quickly bowed and saluted, their voices tinged with barely concealed panic:
"We … we greet Senior Sister Bai!"
Bai Ningbing.
The most mysterious of the contemporary holy maidens of the Nine Heavens Holy Land.
Rumor had it that when she first emerged, she overwhelmed her peers with peerless grace, dazzling brilliance, and unmatched dominance—a prodigy admired by countless fellow disciples.
Yet, decades ago, without any warning, she announced a closed-door cultivation seclusion, completely cutting off all contact with the outside world. She refused to see or speak with anyone, isolating herself entirely.
No one knew why.
Some said she had suffered a severe blow during her cultivation, damaging her foundation.
Others said she had endured an unspeakable shock, leaving her despondent.
But no one dared to dig deeper or press for answers.
Because every disciple of the Nine Heavens Holy Land knew that behind Bai Ningbing stood that man.
And now, this legendary woman—cold, aloof, beyond worldly affairs—stood before them, her eyes wild with madness.
"I asked you who you just saw!"
Her voice rose sharply. She lunged forward two steps and grabbed a female disciple by the collar, lifting her half an inch off the deck.
Her eyes were bloodshot, and her lips trembled:
"Answer me!"
The female disciple was on the verge of tears, stuttering:
"It … it was Ye Xuan … Senior Sister, we saw a snow-white flying boat, and a man was sitting at the bow. He looked exactly like … the Forsaken Son of the Holy Land, Ye Xuan …"
"Impossible …"
Bai Ningbing’s voice suddenly became very faint. She shook her head frantically:
"He fell into the Burial Immortal Lake … How could he … How could he still be alive?"
At that moment, a younger female disciple beside her shrank back nervously.
She carefully pulled a palm-sized jade token from her sleeve. The surface of the token was faintly glowing with flowing light.
She timidly raised it, her voice as thin as a mosquito’s buzz:
"Senior … Senior Sister, I … I secretly used a recording token to capture an image of that man … Would you … like to see?"
Before her words faded.
Bai Ningbing snatched the recording token with nearly frantic speed.
She took a deep breath and, trembling, slowly infused a strand of spiritual energy into the token.
Above the token, a clear image slowly emerged:
A snow-white flying boat drifted through the boundless night.
A man sat cross-legged at the bow.
He wore a white robe, his brows sharp and cold, his eyes tightly shut. His demeanor radiated a solitary arrogance, as if he looked down upon the entire starry sky.
The token slipped soundlessly from Bai Ningbing’s fingers and crashed heavily onto the deck.
Her legs gave way completely. If not for the cabin wall barely supporting her, she would have collapsed on the spot.
It was him!
Even if his aura had become so unfamiliar, so cold and ruthless.
She could never mistake him!
Her shoulders shook silently, but she bit hard into the back of her hand, desperately holding back the sobs.
She said nothing.
She just grabbed a handful of top-grade spirit stones from her storage ring, not even counting them, and tossed them into her junior sister’s hand.
Then she turned around and fled as if her life depended on it, charging back into her room.
She slammed the door shut, making the cabin wall tremble slightly.
Bai Ningbing pressed her back against the door, frantically setting up barriers and seals in the room.
Only after confirming that no perception could penetrate these layers of defenses did she stop.
Her fingertips trembled, hovering in midair, then froze.
Then her body went limp, sliding down onto the cold floor. Her knees hit the wooden planks, but she felt nothing.
She just clutched the recording token tightly with both hands and pressed her face against its icy surface.
On it, the faint image of Ye Xuan had not yet completely faded, ethereal as smoke and dream, imprinted on her cheek.
"Sob … sob …"
"Husband … Husband!"
"I knew it … I knew you were still alive!"
"They all said you were dead!"
"I knew you wouldn’t abandon me …"
ine. During your journey, you save an abandoned baby girl and become her elder brother】 【You rely on each other, becoming each other's support】 【At the end of the simulation, you shield the now-grown girl with your life, sacrificing yourself to block numerous demonic cultivators. You die, and the light in the girl's eyes fades】 …… 【Second Simulation: You are transported to a world where steam and magic coexist】 【You immerse yourself in the study of magic, obsessed with its research. One day, while out, you encounter a half-blooded demon girl wandering the streets. You take her in as your student】 【You teach the demoness what it means to be human, show her the beauty of the world, and nurture her into a miracle that surpasses even the gods】 【At the end of the simulation, you die of old age in front of the nearly immortal demoness due to your mortal lifespan】 …… One simulation after another, one encounter after another. Xu Xi suddenly felt something was off: "Wait, you said you're coming to the real world to find me?"
with countless casualties. As a top-tier gamer, Liu Xuan volunteered to join the fight, intending to dominate with his skills, but instead he obtained the hidden class: [Pacifist]. Unable to attack. Unable to use active skills. Fortunately, with each level gained, he acquired a new passive skill. And so, armed with a body full of passives, Liu Xuan slaughtered his way through the battlefield of ten thousand races! [You attacked Liu Xuan] [You gained the debuffs: 'Poison', 'Fear', 'Burning', 'Bleeding', 'Freeze', 'Silence', etc.] [Your attack speed has been reduced by 99%] [Your armor and magic resistance have been reduced by 99%] Warriors of the Ten Thousand Races: How the hell am I supposed to fight this?!
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
