📖 Chapter 1289 - Thank You!

26 Mar, 2024

What was Wang Yiyi’s injury? Where did it come from, and why could a formidable Paragon like Father Wang not heal it? Why was he forced to seek out the Immortal?

Although Wang Baole didn’t know the answers to these questions, he had some guesses.

‘Perhaps it’s related… to All.’ Despite the speculation flickering in his mind, Wang Baole knew that there was no knowing the truth unless Father Wang decided to tell him.

However, he didn’t believe that the fact that everything had happened in the stele world was truly pure coincidence.

That was because… if not for the arrival of Wang Yiyi and her father, even if he obtained the stele world that was All’s right hand, Wang Baole probably wouldn’t have been able to defeat the Emperor’s clone.

He would most likely have ended up like his senior brother Chen Qingzi.

At the same time, even if he really managed to defeat the Emperor’s clone, he wouldn’t be able to become fetterless. In the end, he would be used as a weapon by those with nefarious purposes.

It could be said that in this particular Never-Ending Dao Domain, aside from All sacrificing an arm and suppressing the world in a stele, the biggest variable was the arrival of Wang Yiyi and her father. Therefore, Wang Baole absolutely wouldn’t believe that these things had nothing to do with All.

After fighting Ancient, All had slaughtered his way back to the true Never-Ending Dao Domain and battled the Emperor. Then, later, he perished. It was likely that… before the battle with the Emperor, All, who was at his most powerful after obtaining most of the Immortal inheritance, left behind a catalyst.

This catalyst was the reason for Wang Yiyi’s injury, and it was because of this that Wang Yiyi’s father had come here seeking the Immortal even countless years after All’s death.

And thus, a blade pointed at the Emperor’s neck was born many years later.

Wang Baole didn’t know if this speculation was close to the truth, but he didn’t care to know, either. It was of no consequence.

No matter what, he had no regrets about treating Wang Yiyi. At this moment, with the wave of a hand, his body shuddered. An overlapping silhouette appeared on him, and soon, a figure stepped out of Wang Baole’s body.

This figure was also Wang Baole, but he looked younger. Actually, looking carefully, it was as if this figure held the entire process of his growth, from a baby, to a boy, to a young man.

At the same time, it also contained everything from his past lives.

It was as if everything before this moment in time was condensed into this figure. All of this made the figure turn blurry, like a mass of black light.

Wang Baole looked at this body that represented his past for a long time before finally smiling. Then, he raised his right hand, and an illusory sword suddenly appeared above his head.

This sword was the ancient bronze sword that had once pierced the Sun. But after the stele world fused into Wang Baole’s palm, this sword… also changed.

“Sever.” Wang Baole’s voice was soft. As soon as he finished speaking, the ancient bronze sword slashed down on the empty space between Wang Baole and his Body of the Past.

What was severed in the void… was all of the karma between Wang Baole and his past.

Rumbling like heavenly thunder echoed out, and the surrounding starry sky shuddered violently. Even the swirling vortex came to a halt. Wang Baole’s body trembled slightly, and as he looked over, he found that his Body of the Past no longer had the slightest connection with him.

With a wave of his hand, the Body of the Past turned into a ball of black light that shot straight toward Wang Yiyi.

Wang Yiyi was biting her lip. She wanted to dodge the incoming black light, but she couldn’t.

That was because, although she seemed to exist, in reality… ‘she’ was just a projection, with her true self protected within a bead. As the black light containing Wang Baole’s past arrived, Wang Yiyi’s projected body disappeared, revealing the bead inside. The black light entered the bead with no hesitation.

A moment later, the bead shattered.

Nourished by the power of the black light of Wang Baole’s past, a body of flesh and blood slowly formed. In the end, what appeared in front of Wang Baole’s eyes was Little Missy’s true body.

It was a perfect and flawless work of art.

However, it lacked life.

Wang Baole took a deep breath. The next moment, his body blurred, and another figure walked out.

This figure shone with blinding white light. It was Wang Baole’s Body of the Future.

Countless illusory scenes flashed past inside the figure. There were joys and sorrows, pictures of the heavens and images of the underworld. These innumerable scenes all let off brilliant light, making that figure even more dazzling.

Wang Baole glanced at this Body of the Future. This time, he didn’t spend long looking at it, as if he didn’t really care about his future.

In comparison, he seemed to care more about his past. Soon, he retracted his gaze and chopped down with his right hand again.

Rumbling sounded out again as the ancient bronze sword slashed down, severing… his future.

Wang Baole’s body shuddered, and his complexion became slightly pale. Although he recovered quickly, he seemed to have become a little thinner.

Raising his head, he saw his future turning into white light that slowly fused into Little Missy’s body of flesh and blood. Gradually, the life that was missing from Wang Yiyi’s body came into being.

Wang Baole smiled and looked deeply at Wang Yiyi. In his eyes, he could see his past and future intertwined inside her body, and yet they didn’t merge.

Wang Yiyi’s consciousness was trying to forcibly prevent them from fusing…

“This is enough.” Wang Baole smiled happily. Slowly cupping his hands in front of him, he softly spoke.

"Fate…"

As his voice echoed through the starry sky, his past and future inside Wang Yiyi’s body instantly merged together.

Two rays of light, one white and one black, merged together, but the resulting light wasn’t gray.

Instead, it was filled with multifarious colors, resplendent and beautiful.

Because this was fate.

Fate wasn’t set in stone.

Fate wasn’t always the same.

This fused light contained Wang Baole’s obsession, granting it boundless vitality and abundance, as well as a hint of the Immortal’s aura.

“Take it.” Wang Baole whispered softly. In an instant, Wang Yiyi’s whole body was submerged in resplendent light, and the fluctuations of a soul also rippled outward.

At the side, the Moon Star Sect ancestor had some complicated feelings, but his heart was full of excitement. Sensing the fluctuations of his young lady’s soul, he knew that she… was about to awaken.

The old ape and the little fox were both silent. But when the former looked at Wang Baole, his eyes were full of emotion, while as for the latter… her gaze was filled with shock.

However… even after more than ten breaths of time passed, although the soul fluctuations coming from Wang Yiyi’s body grew stronger and stronger, she still didn’t wake up. In fact, her soul fluctuations even showed signs of stopping, causing the Moon Star Sect ancestor to feel anxious.

“Do you not want to wake up…” Wang Baole sighed. His gaze was incredibly soft as he looked at Wang Yiyi. Then, he glanced at the void behind her. There… a solitary boat was slowly making its way over.

Soon, the figure standing on it could vaguely be made out.

“My lord!” The moment the Moon Star Sect ancestor saw this figure, he instantly lowered his head in a deep bow.

The old ape and the little fox also bowed their heads.

That figure slowly stepped out of the solitary boat. He first nodded to the Moon Star Sect ancestor and the other two, then walked over to Wang Yiyi. Raising his right hand, he touched Wang Yiyi’s forehead lightly.

“Yiyi, won’t you wake up?”

Wang Yiyi’s body suddenly trembled. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and teardrops slid down her face. After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she looked at wasn’t her father, but… the figure in a white robe standing in the distance.

Her father stroked her head lovingly. Then, turning to look at Wang Baole with a solemn expression, he cupped his fists… and bowed deeply.

“Thank you, Fellow Daoist!”

“You’re welcome, Senior. This junior will be leaving first.” Wang Baole lowered his head and spoke softly. Then, he turned around and walked toward the starry sky. His solitary back cut a lonely figure.

Wang Baole had neither past nor future. Originally, there was still his senior brother, but his senior brother had already died. Now, he seemed to have nothing but the human world within his palm.

Staring at Wang Baole’s back, Wang Yiyi trembled slightly. Just when she was about to open her mouth, her father suddenly spoke softly.

“Baole, I grabbed your senior brother Chen Qingzi’s soul before it was fully destroyed. I’ve been nurturing it all this while. Now… would you like to paint his Corpse Face and personally send him into reincarnation?”

Wang Baole’s body suddenly trembled, and he spun around in an instant. Turning to look at Wang Yiyi’s father, his whole body shook as he bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Senior!!"