1195: Chapter 354 Time_4 1195: Chapter 354 Time_4 As he spoke, he reached out with his hand, revealing a small figure sculpture the size of a walnut in his palm, the likeness of the Goddess as a baby.
Shaped from crystal throughout, yet there was a touch of rosy red at the center of the brow.
That was a drop of bright red blood, preserved by the crystal, lasting for hundreds of thousands of years.
Yue Xiang looked at Su He uncomprehendingly.
Su He paused for a moment, then softly said, “Fellow Daoist is considerate.”
He had already forgotten him, yet had insisted on leaving a safeguard based on intuition alone; Su He was touched for some unknown reason.
He reached out to take the crystal, a ripple of intention spreading from it, vanishing into nothingness.
The sense of the intention was familiar, it was a technique of Emperor Ma Shi.
He clearly shouldn’t remember him, but somehow Emperor Ma Shi used some method to confirm the identity of the visitor; the intention swept over, assuring that it was the person they were waiting for and the crystal then fell into Su He’s hands, otherwise, it would have self-destructed immediately.
Su He turned his head to look at Ji Feixue, who said softly as she gazed at the crystal, “Do not underestimate living creatures.”
Living creatures are most wondrous, most enchanting.
Even an outbreak from a mere mortal could shock an Immortal Sovereign, let alone the Existence of Stepping Sky Seven-fold.
When the crystal fell into Su He’s hands, Wangjun’s Consciousness Body had completed its duty, though clearly devoid of Spirit Wisdom, the corners of its mouth lightly lifted as if relieved of a heavy burden.
Its body then rose with the wind like ashes, scattering piece by piece.
“Fellow Daoist…
I…
have not failed…”
The whispering voice followed the ashes, lost in the wind.
Su He held the sculpture in his hand, looking at the vanishing Wangjun, suddenly feeling as if a great stone pressed upon his chest, a sense of loneliness, as if all the world had changed yet he alone remained.
This feeling was so oppressive that it made it hard to breath.
Wangjun, Maple Ancestor…
They were not close friends, merely mutual beneficiaries, but even so, they had feasted together just a few days ago, toasting each other, watching the Tian Nu women dance.
One turn of the body, and it was hundreds of thousands of years.
Hundreds of thousands of years might be but a flick of the fingers to Su He, who had traversed the river of time, yet this was not far off.
But in the outside world, this span of time was enough for a species to evolve, even from beast to human.
This feeling of worlds changing was even more profound than facing the Ascending Immortal Drum that day.
As if sensing his mindset, Ji Feixue reached out and gently took hold of him.
The world changed, but she remained.
She was there seventy-three hundred thousand years ago, and she is still here seventy-three hundred thousand years later.
Su He, holding the Tianyi in hand, trembled slightly and smiled, shaking his head, “Thank you, sister.”
Ji Feixue looked at him, sensing some change within the Little Master at this moment… He had matured a bit.
In that fleeting moment, she, an Immortal Sovereign, felt a sense of solidity, as if she had a mountain to lean on.
The Little Master had grown up.
“I’m okay.” Su He grinned, smiling then pulled Ji Feixue to walk outside, “Let’s go, we’ll collect the White Tiger.”
The two walked one after the other, Yue Xiang trailing behind with furrowed brow, still puzzled by the situation.
Now he was even more convinced by Su He’s words.
But also even more confused.
Looking up, he saw Su He just like that, pulling Ji Feixue into the forbidden land, with the guardians not hindering them in the least.
They could actually go in!
Yue Xiang’s eyes lit up as he hurriedly followed the two, charging into the forbidden land, and then…
Thump!
A muffled noise as he was repelled back by the forbidden land’s guards.
Yue Xiang was instantly dumbfounded, looking up to find that the two figures were no longer in sight.
Who owns this forbidden land?
The Undamaged Forbidden Land remains unchanged, as if time itself has solidified here.
Su He walks directly to the section where the stars lie as if he is familiar with the place.
Inside him, the White Tiger’s spirit becomes increasingly restless, seemingly on the verge of leaping out.
Holding Ji Feixue’s hand, Su He lands on the stars and steps into the cave where the Star Core lies.
“Roar!” As the Netherworld White Tiger in his Inner World roars, a White Tiger’s roar emanates from him.
This roar seems to function like a mechanism.
Inside the Star Core cave, a White Tiger that seems like a Divine God Soul slightly raises its head to look at Su He.
Then follows a tiger’s roar that echoes through the Nine Heavens.
Feeling the close connection between him and the White Tiger, Su He laughs.
The White Tiger in front of him shares the exact appearance, aura, and lack of Spirit Wisdom as the White Tiger from his Inner World.
Just like a Magical Treasure, forgotten and left behind here.
“I thought there would be complications, some chaos arising,” Su He murmurs softly.
Isn’t that how all stories unfold?
A plan laid out, then obstacles emerge.
Ji Feixue giggles as she looks at him: “Little Master wants some chaos?
I can help with that~”
How could Little Master be disappointed?
Knowing that the Undamaged Realm pertains to Little Master’s White Tiger’s True Body, Thai Zu and she would never allow chaos to ensue here.
Should there be guardians protecting it, and yet an accident occurs, it’s likely that Yuan has already descended upon All Heavens!
And as for Houdou…
is that even considered chaos?
Su He turns around, embracing Ji Feixue, and plants a gentle kiss on her red lips: “Thank you, my wife.”
Ji Feixue shoots him a glance, knowing there’s still a task for the wife to do.
Su He laughs heartily, letting out a tiger’s roar.
As the Netherworld White Tiger in his Inner World roars, he throws himself at the White Tiger in the cave.
The cave White Tiger responds with a roar, showing no hint of retreat as it leaps forth.
The two White Tigers collide, not to fight, but to merge from head to toe, becoming more real as they do.
Then Su He feels a harsh pull at his navel, as he is lifted up and thrown into the merging White Tigers.
Ji Feixue smiles softly, her figure fading and reappearing outside the star.
Looking down at the star, her eyes still hold wonder.
No longer the naive newcomer from 730,000 years ago, her view of the star is entirely different now.
Vital energy steams and churns.
The star is like a pregnant beast.
The Star Core cave is the womb where new life is nurtured.
Above the star, every blade of grass, every fish and beast, forms the entire body, with mountains and lakes being organs.
The harmonious energy from the Tian Nu Clan in the external world serves as nourishment for the mother’s body.
At this moment, Su He curls up in the womb like a fetus, as the two White Tigers fuse into a moonlit White Tiger statue, gradually being absorbed by him.
The armor of the Netherworld White Tiger becomes the umbilical cord at this moment.
Baiyin and Tan Tai aren’t extracting Essence Blood from existing White Tiger bones to send Su He on the path of a Transforming Beast; it feels more like reconstructing a sacred spirit!
However, 730,000 years ago the Tian Nu Clan faced a disaster in the Buddha World, and now they have Houdou causing trouble 730,000 years later.
The harmonious energy isn’t pure, and as Little Master consolidates the White Tiger’s True Body, a killing intent might be present beyond what was expected.
In fact, it seems to suit the Black-clothed even better.
Should she consider meeting the Little Master in Black-clothed attire in the future?
Ji Feixue blushes slightly, thinking of something, then laughs with a tinge of teasing and a hint of anticipation.
She playfully chastises Su He within the star with a stare and a “Pah”: “Pervert!”