PS: Ahem, originally Su Mo’s death was supposed to be the end — drop the curtain, throw the confetti. But then Ye Qingyi crossed the dimensional wall to come hack me to pieces. With no other choice, I had to write him back to life.
It’s not that I couldn’t beat Ye Qingyi — it’s mainly that I’m the type who listens to reason… (taps blackboard, this is important)
However, to prevent her from coming after me again, I secretly set new rules and erased her memories of that whole incident. So now she doesn’t remember a thing.
(≖_≖ )
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“ROAR—”
“Shut the hell up!” Su Mo’s seven orifices were bleeding, his bloodshot eyes full of madness.
Even crazier than his gaze was the qi sea snow mountain — the last three remaining peaks — the Snow Mountain of Wrath, Fu Shi; the Snow Mountain of Fear, Tun Zei; and the Snow Mountain of Desire, Chou Fei — all exploded at the same instant.
Whether it was the qi sea formed of spiritual energy or the second qi sea formed of yin fire, both trembled wildly, finally unable to bear the burden. They crossed that boundary and merged with each other.
One black, one white — together they formed a special gray substance, neither spiritual power nor yin fire.
This gray substance surged outward with the tremendous energy from the explosion, tearing through Su Mo’s limbs and meridians, leaving devastation in its wake — burning, killing, looting — a horrific sight.
“Aren’t you so strong? Then try this.” Su Mo opened his mouth to speak but no sound came out. Only he knew what he was saying: “Mountain-Sea Fist, Mountain-Sea Fist — blowing up mountains alone isn’t enough. Gotta blow up the sea too…”
Gray. The world turned gray.
The white serpent realized he intended to take it down with him and tried desperately to shake him off, but failed.
As everyone knows, when you’re holding a piece of paper in your hand, you can throw it away whenever you want — very flexible. But if that paper gets punched through and wedges itself around your wrist, unless you use your other hand to help, it’s very hard to get off.
Especially when that piece of paper can move — you’ll only be more helpless…
The air let out a thunderous crack. The white serpent’s scream was drowned within it — only its agonized, struggling form could be seen.
“No!” Three voices cried out simultaneously. Three figures rushed forward, but they were still a step too late.
The massive shockwave sent two of them flying — one was Yang Jie, the other was Long Tianyu.
Long Tianyu’s facial muscles took a direct hit, and two teeth flew from his mouth.
Yang Jie fared no better — his black-framed glasses were crushed to powder by the air pressure, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Only Hong escaped relatively unscathed. Her long hair was blown into disarray, but she wasn’t injured.
She arrived at the center of the explosion. What greeted her eyes was a crater hundreds of meters in diameter. At the bottom, Su Mo swayed on the verge of collapse. Across from him lay the white serpent — dead beyond any doubt.
Despite the immense power, Ye Qingyi was completely unharmed, lying quietly on the ground, covered only in some dust.
“Your Highness!” Hong caught Su Mo’s body and was left speechless — the bloody hole in his chest was truly horrifying. You could see the ground through it.
Her heart sank to the bottom of her stomach: with injuries like this, there was a hundred percent chance he wouldn’t survive.
“SU MO!!!” Ye Qingyi suddenly screamed and woke up. She lunged at him like a madwoman, arriving just in time to see him slowly close his eyes.
Hong shook her head and was about to say something — but this “young man” didn’t follow the script. He directly pressed his hand over the bloody hole.
She instinctively moved to stop him, but to her surprise, Su Mo floated up right in front of her.
Telekinesis!
Hong was shocked. She thought: last time we met he was only C-rank — how did he reach B-rank so fast? And he even has a soul pillar now, able to use telekinesis?
“I need to heal him. Please step aside.” Ye Qingyi’s voice held not a trace of emotion — it was a bare-faced dismissal.
Hong was annoyed but said nothing. She turned and left, standing not far away, wanting to see how this girl planned to bring Su Mo back from the dead. After all, she didn’t want him to die either.
Yang Jie and Long Tianyu arrived just in time to see this scene, so they consciously kept their distance.
Yang Jie tried to maintain his usual coldness, but his heaving chest betrayed him. Even though blood was seeping from both his eyes, he felt no pain — only a heavy blockage in his heart.
The reason his master had ended up in this state was precisely because he’d destroyed his own qi sea snow mountains. This move was devastatingly powerful, but the damage it caused was irreversible.
He never imagined that his only junior sister would now also…
Long Tianyu firmly gripped his shoulder.
Comfort between men is often this simple and rough — and since they were both men, this was no exception.
“Just think of him as a junior brother, not a junior sister. Doesn’t that make it easier?”
Yang Jie snarled: “Get lost!”
Long Tianyu released him and walked off in another direction.
Not because he was being obedient — but because he needed to check on the other four. They had all been blown away earlier, and their fates were uncertain.
At the same time, he pulled out a satellite phone, his voice ice-cold: “Send out the order — a global manhunt for one person. I’ll send you the photo shortly.”
…
Ye Qingyi felt she was being very calm. She hadn’t even cried — it was just that her eyes were inexplicably blurry, and her heart felt like it was tied to a rope, except the other end was in the hands of a brat who kept yanking on it.
“Su Mo, you’re not allowed to die. If you dare die, I’ll make sure your body can’t be a man anymore!”
She made threats while using yin fire to fill the gap in Su Mo’s chest. The effect was there, but it was like trying to put out a fire with a cup of water.
As she was mending, the yin fire suddenly ran out. Her eyes instantly turned blood-red, and within her mental sea, waves surged violently. A small snake was being viciously gripped by the seven inches by her consciousness form.
“Don’t stop, keep going!”
“I… I really can’t anymore. Yin fire is my origin. If I keep going, I’ll die — and then you’ll have even less chance of saving him.” Teng She’s whole body was trembling, clearly on the verge of collapse. “But… I… I have one more method…”
Ye Qingyi’s heart stirred: “Speak!”
“You have to promise me one condit— no no no, I’ll tell you right now, right now!” Teng She endured the pain and said: “You are the Mother Goddess’s inheritor. This world treats you as its favored child. As long as you merge your soul and body, you will definitely attract the blessing of the world’s rules. When that happens, you won’t be able to die even if you want to.”
“You mean switch back?” Ye Qingyi stared at him with a scrutinizing gaze.
“That’s right,” Teng She replied weakly.
“How do we switch?”
“Originally I could do it, but you’ve drawn so much of my origin energy to save him that I’m powerless now. Unless there’s something that can restore my origin…”
“I’ll give you my power.” Ye Qingyi blurted out, then immediately warned in a harsh voice: “But if you dare play tricks, I guarantee I’ll obliterate you in this mental sea.”
After breaking through to B-rank, Ye Qingyi had awakened a portion of the Mother Goddess’s divine sense, which gave her natural suppression over Teng She’s soul form. As long as that wisp of divine sense remained, he wouldn’t dare act up.
“Deal.” Teng She’s eyes flickered uncertainly — impossible to tell what he was thinking.
He only knew that Ye Qingyi was desperate. As long as someone could save Su Mo, she would do anything.
What a coincidence — their goals aligned!
“The qi sea and mental sea are a small world you opened up with your own soul. You need to bring them with you, otherwise his soul will be rejected,” Teng She reminded her.
Su Mo had told her this before, so Ye Qingyi chose to trust Teng She.
Even though this guy was cunning and treacherous, his desire to save Su Mo had to be genuine — because this wisp of his consciousness was inextricably linked to Su Mo. Su Mo’s death was certainly not something he wanted to see.
“You also need to bring the three Mother Goddess relics. They don’t belong to Su Mo either and will affect his soul. Also…” Teng She went on and on about precautions until all risks were addressed. Then he suddenly took a deep breath and asked: “Aren’t you worried I might be lying to you?”
Ye Qingyi snorted coldly: “I don’t think you’d dare.”
Teng She was momentarily speechless: he really didn’t dare right now.
“There’s one more thing I need to tell you. After you go back, you will inevitably endure tremendous pain. Although I said that as the Mother Goddess’s inheritor, you won’t be able to die even if you want to — sometimes living is more painful than dying.”
“As long as I can save him, what’s a little pain…”
Teng She’s eyes flickered.
“Also — if he tries to use the same method to free me from my pain, you are not allowed to help him!” Ye Qingyi added another warning.
Teng She was stunned. He couldn’t understand why she could be so good to Su Mo — willing to die herself, even to suffer a fate worse than death, just to save his life.
Could this be what humans call love? Transcending life itself?
He didn’t get it. (￢_￢)
He just answered mechanically: “Okay.”
…
Before the soul-exchange ritual began, Ye Qingyi kissed Su Mo’s lips. She was afraid there might not be another chance.
She held no hope for the “resurrection” Teng She had mentioned. As long as Su Mo could live, she was already more than satisfied.
Without realizing it, her eyes filled with tears — guilt, fear, relief, and…
“Big dummy, you’re about to get your wish and become a man again. Don’t you dare abandon me when that happens, okay? You have to wait for me. When I wake up, I’m going to wear the most beautiful, most beautiful wedding dress and be your bride.
And if — just if — I don’t wake up, bury me next to Mom. Then find a girl even prettier than me. When the time comes, remember to bring her to my grave. I want to check her out for you. If she doesn’t pass, I’ll send a dream to scare her away…”
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Amazon rain comes suddenly. One moment it was clear and sunny; the next, rain was pouring down in buckets.
Long Tianyu had found the other four and had just brought them back when he saw Ye Qingyi muttering something with a serious expression, her eyes red — impossible to tell whether it was rain or tears streaming down her face.
