klisemfg Chapter 1866
Chapter 1866
She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, as if trying to erase the scene from her mind, her tone full of shame and indignation.
She got up and paced quickly around the room, occasionally raising her hand to punch a pillar, or muttering curses under her breath. Her delicate brows were furrowed, clearly indicating that the events of the night had caught this aloof saintess somewhat off guard and thrown her into disarray.
After venting for a moment, Xia Jiuyou gradually calmed down and sat down by the window. Moonlight shone through the windowpane onto her white dress, giving it a soft glow. "What exactly is the origin of that water-fire lotus?"
Her fingertips unconsciously traced the windowsill as she fell into deep thought. "Although I am only a spirit descending to earth, and can only exert 60% of my true power, a single sword finger cannot break through..."
"When did such a young genius emerge within the Purple Mansion Realm?" She looked up at the artificial hill and lake outside the courtyard, a hint of curiosity appearing in her usually cool eyes.
"Could it be that the Daoist relationship that Qiu Zixian and he established so simply can become the test of my Daoist tribulation?"
After a moment of contemplation, Xia Jiuyou frowned slightly and gently shook her head:
"No, we can't place all our hopes on Qiu Zixian. If she really sides with Chen Xuan completely, my plan will be ruined."
After saying that, she got up and went into her secluded meditation room.
A faint mist filled the room, and intricate array patterns were carved on the central altar.
Xia Jiuyou raised his hand to form a hand seal, his fingertips glowing with a pale blue immortal light, and chanted an obscure incantation—
As the incantation was chanted, a wisp of her primordial spirit detached from her body, and beside her, a red-clad figure identical to her separated from her body, only with empty eyes, like a puppet without its own consciousness.
"From this day forward, you shall be called Dong Ling'er." White-robed Xia Jiuyou used her golden words to sever the ties between them, her pale blue light coiling around the red-clad figure, even erasing parts of Chen Xuan's memories.
"Let's go to the Dao One Realm to gain experience and explore."
"Yes." Dong Ling'er, dressed in red, nodded slightly, her eyes still vacant. She raised her hand and took out a Great Teleportation Talisman. With a gentle pinch of her fingertips, the talisman shattered, and golden spatial rifts instantly appeared.
Dong Ling'er stepped into the crack, and her figure disappeared into the blessed land in an instant, leaving only Xia Jiuyou in white standing in the quiet room, looking in the direction where the crack disappeared with complicated eyes.
Watching the figure of the red-clad clone Dong Ling'er disappear into the spatial rift, Xia Jiuyou, dressed in white, stood with his hands behind his back in front of the window of the quiet room, his brows slightly furrowed and his eyes full of worries.
Unconsciously, her fingertips caressed an ancient jade slip in her sleeve—it was the "Thousand Yuan Sacred Scripture" that she had obtained by chance. The runes on the pages glowed with a pale golden light, but due to the lack of innate source liquid, the Heart of the Stars, and the Myriad Divine Fruits to aid her cultivation, she was unable to make any further progress.
To be able to access a treasure trove is an unbearable torment.
She murmured softly, her gaze fixed on the rising sun outside the courtyard, her tone tinged with resentment.
This "Thousand Yuan Sacred Scripture" was obtained by her after several life-and-death battles in the Immortal Ancient Fallen God Battlefield. Once cultivated to the first level, it allows the cultivator to create a hundred clones.
If she could find several supreme treasures such as the Primordial Source Liquid to assist her, she could send a thousand primordial spirit clones to travel all over the world to experience trials. By the time she transcends tribulations and becomes an immortal, and cultivates to the level of a Dao Lord, these clones would have already helped her overcome several tribulations of love, saving her from countless hardships on the path to immortality.
"Everything depends on the Holy Land ranking battle ninety-eight years from now, and the opening of the Devouring Demon Star Void afterward." She paced slowly, her fingertips tracing the dewdrops on the windowsill, her eyes gradually hardening.
"If I can find a drop or two of innate source liquid or other immortal relics in the Devouring Star Void, it will definitely allow me to gradually implement this plan."
Recalling Qiu Zixian's "loss of control" in her primordial spirit clone, she frowned even more deeply. "I will never repeat the same mistake that Qiu Zixian suffered."
"Chen Xuan... your performance yesterday exceeded my expectations." Xia Jiuyou's lips curled into a cool smile;