Chapter 111 Asking Questions

　　Facing the Heavenly Emperor's inquiry, Wei Yuan nodded slightly, his voice calm:

　　"If I hadn't found his trace, why would I have come to you?"

　　Di Jun was in an extremely special state in all Dao fruit levels. His realm was extremely high, and the selves of many timelines were in a unique state. Therefore, Wei Yuan used cause and effect to anchor, and the Heavenly Emperor could determine the timeline in which Wei Yuan was located. Then, his divine sense instantly returned to his body in this era.

　　The only one who can do this is the Heavenly Emperor, whose realm is extremely high and whose starlight and myriad phenomena have enveloped the heavens and myriad worlds for countless years. Even Buzhou Mountain or Wei Yuan could hardly do it. The Heavenly Emperor nodded and then asked, "What about Fuxi?"

　　Wei Yuan recounted what had happened to Fuxi earlier.

　　He told everything about the Western Emperor and Houtu.

　　Di Jun pondered for a long time, nodded slightly, and said, "I might know what Fuxi wants to do..."

　　"Don't worry about him for now. Since you have already sensed the Turbid World Great Lord and the Chang'an Sword."

　　"First, summon this sword, or do you need you and me to find it?"

　　Wei Yuan said, "If it were just me, I'm afraid I would still need to look for it slowly, but with your help, it's not impossible to try. Let the Chang'an Sword bring back that wisp of true spirit from the Turbid World Great Lord." Di Jun had no doubts about Wei Yuan's choice.

　　The starlight and myriad phenomena originally involved some of the power.

　　Used to assist cause and effect.

　t really a difficult thing to do.

　　With a sweep of his sleeve, even though this place was in the Turbid World, countless clear and cold starlight illuminated the gap between the clear and turbid worlds, and then fell down, like a dream, but the changes and flow were filled with extremely strong killing intent. The Daoist stretched out his five fingers, his fingers were white and slender, as if piercing through the starlight and myriad phenomena.

　　It also seemed to pierce through the river that was rushing forward.

　　Among the countless stars, the starlight flowed, changing unpredictably, and then weaved out a pure and brilliant, golden dawn-like cause and effect, as if spreading out from the myriad things and beings. Then, as the Daoist's five fingers slightly clasped together, the network of cause and effect tightened.

　　Borrow the Heavenly Emperor's power of destiny to derive the ultimate of cause and effect!

　　Zheng!

　　!

　　Suddenly, from a very distant place, a burst of extremely strong sword sounds bloomed.

　　Wei Yuan opened his eyes.

　　His five fingers were still in a clasped state.

　　But he was still uncontrollably trembling slightly.

　　The extremely clear sword sound soared into the sky, sweeping across the ten directions of the world. It seemed that a force was acting on the sword. The sword seemed to want to leave here quickly, but it was restrained and entangled by the ubiquitous cause and effect between heaven and earth, making it difficult to do so.

　　The black-haired Daoist looked in the direction from which the sword sound came and said, "Why bother escaping?"

　　"Why not return."

　　After saying this, he pulled his clenched right hand back slightly.

　　In an instant, the magnificent sword sound exploded violently, rumbling across the heavens and earth, and then no longer driven by another consciousness, but suddenly turned around and swept towards Wei Yuan's direction frantically. Di Jun nodded slightly, and the starlight suddenly dispersed. Accompanied by a magnificent sword light that almost cut through the clear and turbid, a sword appeared directly in front of Wei Yuan.

　　The remaining sword energy buzzed and scattered around.

　　The entire small world trembled.

　　Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and pressed it on the sword body, which was still whistling.

　　The Dao fruit containing a wisp of true spirit of the Turbid World Great Lord was embedded on the sword body, and was trying hard to urge the Chang'an Sword, hoping that this sword could break through the air and leave. Originally, the Dao fruit and the Chang'an Sword were fused together, and he used the power of the Dao fruit to reverse the drive, which was barely feasible, but when Wei Yuan's right hand pressed on the Chang'an Sword's body, his efforts were all in vain.

　　The black-haired Daoist put his palm on the hilt of the sword, his voice calm and leisurely: "Turbid World Great Lord, long time no see."

　　"How have you been?"

　　He tapped the Chang'an Sword lightly.

　　The long sword whistled softly, and the Dao fruit naturally circulated, and a trace of true spirit was forced out in this way.

　　It transformed back into the appearance of the Turbid World Great Lord.

　　However, at this moment, she no longer had the domineering and composure she had when fighting in the human world before. She also did not answer Wei Yuan's question. Her entire body revealed a sense of weakness, showing a transparent feeling. In addition to this, Wei Yuan even keenly noticed the change in the spirit of the Turbid World Great Lord.

　　She was no longer as decisive and confident as she was during the final battle.

　　Instead, she revealed an extremely unstable feeling.

　　This unstable feeling might appear on the Great Lord who had once been shaken and frightened, but it could never, and should never, appear on the Turbid World Great Lord who was finally clear in mind. Wei Yuan and Di Jun looked at each other, and then said, "Great Lord?"

　　The figure of the Turbid World Great Lord trembled, her expression blank and painful, sweeping over the Heavenly Emperor and Wei Yuan in front of her.

　　"Di Jun, Yuanshi? It's you..."

　　"No, that's not right!"

　　"I'm not...don't you..."

　　"No, I am the Great Lord, I..."

　　The Turbid World Great Lord raised her hand to cover her forehead, and a ferocious and painful expression suddenly appeared on the last trace of true spirit. At this moment, Wei Yuan and the Heavenly Emperor both had subtle changes in their expressions, and sensed that the laws they could grasp and control suddenly underwent a violent change, rippling like waves.

　　The Heavenly Emperor was fine, he just stabilized his state in an instant.

　　Wei Yuan was more affected.

　　At that moment, there was a faint feeling that even cause and effect were being stripped away, and the law had a tendency to almost break free from his grasp. It was as if Wei Yuan's own past had been denied, as if even the Dao fruit realm that had been proven forever and gained forever had been interfered with and distorted, and even the foundation was about to be affected.

　　Although this trace of interference and ripples was smoothed out in an instant.

　　The power of the Dao fruit of cause and effect recovered in an instant.

　　However, the Turbid World Great Lord relied on her combat experience to seize this opportunity. She suddenly roared, and the Dao fruit that had once been accommodated by the Chang'an Sword trembled violently, and then in an instant, she urged the true spirit of the Turbid World Great Lord, turning this point of true spirit into a stream of light, like the most mysterious move, instantly piercing through the starlight array.

　　In an instant, it swept across the sky and then went away.

　　Wei Yuan and Di Jun did not stop her.

　　Wei Yuan glanced at the Heavenly Emperor next to him: "Aren't you going to stop him?"

　　Di Jun's expression was cold, he raised his eyes and looked at the direction the Great Lord was leaving, and said lightly: "There is a problem with him."

　　Wei Yuan nodded, thoughtfully.

　　Are you going to play the long game?

　　Di Jun looked at Wei Yuan and said, "What happened to you..."

　　"The swordsmanship aside, the Dao fruit of cause and effect, and the foundation and application that come with it, seem to have been affected."

　　Wei Yuan lowered his eyes, his palms slightly clasped together, sensing the change in the law, and said:

　　"Heh...it's more than just being affected."

　　"It's almost like being denied and erased...I probably understand what Fuxi wants to do."

　　"He paid such a high price, so the thing he wanted to do was this...?"

　　"He wants to reverse the experience of Nuwa, it's really crazy, but it's very strange, even though this will have an impact on my foundation, I can't seem to hate him...I can completely understand his motives, no, it's better to say that most of the human race can understand..."

　　"To erase the pain and regrets that they once encountered."

　　"If there is a chance, many people would be willing to make such a choice."

　　Di Jun raised his eyes slightly: "He is not targeting you?"

　　Wei Yuan replied: "I think, no."

　　"The twists and turns in my Dao fruit and foundation are not because Fuxi wants to target me actively. This is just an incidental thing. He doesn't even care about this additional problem. There is only Nuwa in his eyes forever...that's all."

　　The Heavenly Emperor nodded, and then said concisely: "Do you need help?"

　　Wei Yuan shook his head: "No need, my foundation is not that Fuxi's actions will have an impact and interference on my strength within a certain period of time. Moreover, even if you and I take action at the same time, with Fuxi's character, I'm afraid it will be difficult to find him in a short time."

　　"Compared to my foundation, what is more important now is to completely suppress the true spirit of the Turbid World Great Lord."

　　Wei Yuan looked in the distant direction and said, "I found him this time because the Chang'an Sword was there, but now he has escaped alone. If he escapes again, it will not be so easy to find him."

　　Di Jun took a deep look at Wei Yuan, thought that only a remnant soul and true spirit had escaped, nodded, and said:

　　"Resolve it as soon as possible."

　　Wei Yuan nodded, carrying the Chang'an Sword, but suddenly sensed the approaching aura. With a sweep of his sleeve, the cause and effect flowed, and the little girl who had just left appeared here again, holding the spirit bird she had brought from her hometown in her arms. She had heard the sound of the sword and was worried about Wei Yuan, so she came to tell him about it.

　　"The sound just now was so loud, like thunder falling to the ground."

　　"I, I was a little worried."

　　After listening to her worried words, Wei Yuan comforted her:

　　"Don't be afraid, that wasn't thunder, it was just the sound of the sword."

　　The little girl was stunned: "Sword, sword sound?"

　　She also practiced the sword, and knew that after practicing to a certain level, she could make the sword emit a clear sound.

　　But could the sound of the sword be so magnificent?

　　The Daoist carried the Chang'an Sword in his hand and said, "It's this sword."

　　A sword whose sound is comparable to thunder!

　　The girl looked at the sword in a daze, but saw the Daoist handing the sword to her, and was stunned.

　　"Maybe, I need you to help me keep this sword."

　　The Daoist smiled and said, "I'm going to a place, and I may not be able to come back in a short time, or maybe I'll be back soon. Before I come back, please help me protect this sword."

　　"In addition, if I don't come back, you have to send this sword to the Tu Shan clan."

　　The Daoist looked at the girl, and also looked at the spirit bird named Li in the girl's arms.

　　The girl subconsciously said, "When should we send it then?"

　　The one-year-old spirit bird also learned to say, "When should we send it then?"

　　The Daoist smiled gently: "You will know when the time comes."

　　"Don't worry, it will never be late."

　　The little girl named Li held the sword in her arms and saw the Daoist turn around and leave. She suddenly mustered up her courage and said, "But, but I haven't finished dancing for you..."

　　But as soon as she said the words, her courage ran away, and her voice became soft, and she murmured:

　　"Al, although I haven't been able to dance very well yet."

　　The Daoist, who had already walked to the Heavenly Emperor's side, looked at the trajectory of the Great Lord's aura that was about to disappear, and knew that he could not stay to watch the girl's dance. He couldn't bear to refuse or ignore her, so he turned around, looked at the little girl and waved his hand slightly, and comforted her with a gentle smile:

　　"Then, during this time that I'm away, you can practice your dance a little bit."

　　"When we meet again next time."

　　"Dance for me again."

　　Next time, when we meet again, dance for me again.

　　In the long, long years after that.

　　When the girl with black hair, a pale face, a scholarly temperament, and a tear mole at the corner of her eye was holding the sword, when she was sitting on a bluestone covered with animal skin cushions, when she was watching the children of the Tianmo clan practice swordsmanship, life, and grow up, she would always suddenly think of such a promise.

　　Until the eventual reunion.

　　ps: Second update today...