The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 728: Pursuit from the Immortal Realm

Yun Yao suppressed the evil spirit within Xiao Cui, her forehead beaded with beads of sweat, her face pale as paper. Xiao Cui lay on the bed, her body convulsing and murmurs of pain, each sound like a hammer hammering at Yun Yao's heart. Using the Lotus Heart Technique, she carefully probed Xiao Cui's meridians, attempting to find the source of the evil spirit. However, she was shocked to find it lodged in Xiao Cui's dantian, a thorny mass, deeply intertwined with her flesh and blood. A single misstep would sever Xiao Cui's life.

"Xiao Cui, don't be afraid, I will never let anything happen to you." Yun Yao bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes full of determination, the magic spells in her hands kept changing, and strands of silver light escaped from her fingertips, wrapping around Xiao Cui, as if to imprison the surging evil spirit.

At that moment, a sudden, violent gust of wind blew through the quiet house, shaking the window frames and wailing like ghosts and wolves. Yun Yao's heart tightened, and she looked up, only to see the sky instantly ripped apart by twelve dazzling beams of immortal light, the rays like sharp blades, piercing straight towards them.

In the blink of an eye, the Yuxu Palace's pursuers were already approaching. The white-haired elder in the lead, clad in a pristine white robe, his sleeves fluttering, yet exuding a fierce, oppressive presence. His sharp gaze instantly caught sight of the glittering lotus seal between Yun Yao's brows. He was startled for a moment, then bowed, his voice resonating like a bell: "Host Lotus Heart, please follow us back to the Immortal Realm. The Palace Master has something important to discuss with you."

Chu Mochen, who had been guarding the nearby Dharma, instantly leaped in front of Yun Yao, his figure erect as a pine tree. His Divine Court essence surged through his body like a golden raging wave, shielding Yun Yao behind him. His brows arched, his eyes glared, and he berated, "The Immortal Realm stood by and watched the Divine Court's destruction. How dare they intervene now? We've experienced life and death, so why should we trust you?"

The white-haired old man looked ashamed and sighed softly, his voice revealing a sense of vicissitudes and helplessness: "Back then, it was indeed our shortsightedness that led to a grave mistake. But now the world is about to collapse, and all living things are in vain. Only the host, the Lotus Heart, can restore the world. This concerns the survival of the Three Realms. I hope that His Royal Highness the Saint Son and the host, the Lotus Heart, will prioritize the greater good."

Yun Yao stared at the white-haired old man, but many images flashed through her mind like a kaleidoscope: in the Siming Palace, the thousands of life lanterns that predicted the future; on the bloody wasteland, the shrill cries of wronged souls; and Xiao Cui's tortured appearance at the moment... She knew very well that the mastermind behind all this was the Holy Maiden Youyue, and that the fairy world might hold the key to solving the mystery and saving the people.

"Perhaps, we should go to the fairyland and see how many secrets they know." Yun Yao gently pressed Chu Mochen's tense arm, her eyes firm and resolute, as if she had made some kind of decision.

Chu Mochen turned back to look at Yun Yao, his eyes filled with worry and reluctance. But the moment he met her gaze, he understood the deeper meaning. He nodded slightly and squeezed Yun Yao's hand, the warmth in his palm conveying strength. "Okay, I'll accompany you. But if the Immortal Realm dares to make any move, I will not forgive you!"

Seeing this, the white-haired old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand to signal, "Your Highness the Holy Son, Host Lianxin, now that you have made your decision, please follow us on our journey. Yuxu Palace has prepared the magic array and will be here in an instant."

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen stood side by side, following the pursuers into the glow of the magic circle. In an instant, the light shone brightly, blinding everyone. The surrounding space seemed to be torn and twisted, and a howling wind engulfed everyone.

When the light faded, a towering celestial palace emerged before her—the Jade Void Palace. A celestial aura permeated the area, with jade-like buildings rising in clusters. White jade steps wound upwards, seemingly reaching into the heavens. But Yun Yao had no time to admire this celestial spectacle; her heart was filled with caution.

As soon as he entered the palace, he was met with sidelong glances from numerous cultivators. Their expressions varied: some expressed awe, a reverence for Yun Yao's identity as the host of the Lotus Heart, as if she were a savior brought to the world by destiny; others expressed fear, as if they were afraid that this change would disrupt the existing structure of the Immortal Realm.

The Palace Master personally came out to greet them. He was tall and slender, his face stern, and his purple-gold robe exuded his nobility. "Host Lianxin, thank you for your hard work on this journey." The Palace Master nodded slightly, his tone polite yet distant. "Please follow me. I have many matters to discuss with you in detail."

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen exchanged a glance before following the Palace Master. Along the way, immortal servants crisscrossed the landscape, exotic flowers and plants exuded their rich fragrance, and rare birds and beasts frolicked or soared, creating a truly celestial scene.

When they reached a magnificent pavilion, the Palace Master stopped and raised his hand to indicate, "This is the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, which contains many secrets related to the Heavenly Dao."

Yun Yao looked up and saw the towering pavilion reaching into the clouds. The three characters "Tiandao Pavilion" written in bold and powerful strokes on the plaque seemed to exude a mysterious power. She took a deep breath and stepped inside.

The pavilion was serene and profound, lined with ancient bookshelves, upon which were displayed various jade slips and ancient tome, shimmering with light, as if telling of the vicissitudes of the past. In the center, a massive wheel hovered, its runes shimmering, as if containing the universe itself – the Wheel of Heaven.

Yun Yao was about to approach, exploring the secrets, when the Palace Master flashed and attacked in an instant. Light shone from his fingertips, transforming into golden chains that coiled around Yun Yao like snakes, moving so fast that no one could react.

"I'm sorry, Host Lianxin." The Palace Master's voice was filled with helplessness, but he struck without mercy. "The Immortal Council is worried that after you restore the Heavenly Dao, it will undermine our rule, so... we can only ask you to stay here temporarily."

Yun Yao's expression changed, and she subconsciously activated the Lotus Heart Technique, surging silver light around her body in an attempt to resist the golden chains. However, the Palace Master's cultivation was so profound that the chains seemed to have spiritual power, layer upon layer, gradually suppressing her spiritual power.

"Hmph, you dare!" Chu Mochen instantly leaped up, the power of the Holy Son erupting with a roar. A golden glow like the scorching sun shone in the sky, and he charged towards the Palace Master with lightning speed. However, before he could get close, the twelve elders appeared like ghosts, joining forces to cast a magic circle. The light intertwined into a net, trapping Chu Mochen within.

"Chu Mochen!" Yun Yao exclaimed, her eyes full of anxiety.

Chu Mochen struggled mightily within the formation, each punch carrying immense force. Golden light surged like a dragon emerging from the sea, impacting the formation's barriers. But the formation was as solid as a rock, held in place by the combined strength of the twelve elders, remaining motionless.

"Yao'er, don't panic!" Chu Mochen roared, his eyes were red and his hair was messy, but he couldn't hide his heroic spirit.

Yun Yao watched him trapped, her heart aching like a knife, but in an instant, she calmed down. The lotus seal between her eyebrows suddenly glowed brightly, faintly resonating with the laws within the Tiandao Pavilion. The entire palace began to tremble violently, as if a giant beast had been awakened.

"Do you think that trapping me will prevent the Heavenly Dao from repairing itself?" Yun Yao's lips curled up in a mocking arc. Her voice was like a bell, as if piercing the soul, "A true Lotus Heart host is never a bound pawn."

With these words, the Heavenly Dao Wheel in the center of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion spun with a roar, as if inspired. Fragments of the laws on the wheel, as if freed from some kind of restraint, transformed into shimmering stars, automatically flying towards Yun Yao and circling her in a dazzling halo.

The Palace Master's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with shock and fear. "So, back then, the Divine Court's Lord had already injected the Heavenly Dao consciousness into the Lotus Heart host! Are you... the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao?"

The System Lord's voice echoed in Yun Yao's sea of consciousness at the perfect moment, resembling the ancient Buddhist chanting, brimming with mystery. "Host, do you remember the novels you wrote in the modern era? Those stories are actually projections of the laws of Heaven across different worlds. Now, all you need to do is awaken the 'Yun Yao' of all worlds, converging together into a complete Heavenly Consciousness."

Yun Yao's heart suddenly became clear after hearing this. She looked at the trapped Chu Mochen with a gentle yet firm gaze.

Chu Mochen seized the opportunity to unleash his full power. The power of the Holy Son was like a raging tsunami, shaking the magic circle to the point of collapse. Finally, with a loud bang, the magic circle shattered, and the twelve elders vomited blood and retreated.

"Yao'er, I'm here!" Chu Mochen flew to Yun Yao's side and held her hand. The sweat and warmth on his palms intertwined, conveying their concern and trust for each other.

The two smiled at each other, and amidst the complex gazes of shock, fear, and awe from the people in Yuxu Palace, they stepped onto the Wheel of Heaven. The wheel shone brightly, as if opening a door to an unknown time and space, taking them to the next world - the world that belonged to modern Su Yao.

At this moment, Yun Yao's heart was filled with anticipation and determination. She knew the road ahead was fraught with obstacles, but as long as she joined hands with Chu Mochen, she would not fear anything, even if it meant defying fate. And the truth hidden behind the thick fog seemed just around the corner, waiting for them to uncover it.

The tunnel through time and space was like an endless whirlpool, tearing at Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's bodies. As the light flickered, the clamor of the modern world gradually became clearer.

After she got her feet on the ground, Yun Yao looked around and a familiar yet unfamiliar scene came into view: tall buildings standing in rows, busy streets, pedestrians hurrying by, some holding communication devices, some carrying bags, with different expressions on their faces.

"This is the world you once lived in..." Chu Mochen murmured softly, his eyes full of curiosity and emotion.

Before Yun Yao could respond, a sharp siren suddenly pierced the sky. Not far away, a crowd of people fled in panic, as if being chased by a wild beast. Yun Yao's heart tightened, and she and Chu Mochen hurried over.

In front of a building, flames shot up into the sky and thick smoke billowed. Firefighters fought hard, water jets like dragons, attacking the flames. In the crowd, Yun Yao caught a glimpse of a familiar figure—the modern Su Yao, trapped at the building's door, her eyes terrified and tears welling.

"It's her!" Yun Yao exclaimed, and her figure flashed, trying to rush over to save people.

But at this moment, a dark shadow emerged from the thick smoke like a ghost and rushed towards Su Yao. Yun Yao looked closely and saw that it was the remnant soul of the Holy Maiden Youyue. At this moment, her face was distorted and evil spirits surged around her, like an Asura from hell.

"Want to save her? Not that easy!" The remnant soul of the Holy Maiden Youyue laughed wildly and raised her hand. The evil spirit turned into a black blade and stabbed towards Su Yao.

"Stop!" Yun Yao shouted angrily, and used the Lotus Heart Technique at full power. Silver light shot out like lightning and collided with the evil blade.

The loud noise was deafening and the light was everywhere. Chu Mochen took the opportunity to fly to Su Yao's side and protect her behind him.

"You evil woman, today is the day you die!" Chu Mochen's eyes were wide open with anger, and the power of the Son of God was like a golden sun, crushing towards the remaining soul of the Holy Maiden Youyue.

The remnant spirit of the Holy Maiden Youyue was not afraid but laughed instead, her figure elusive, dodging the attacks: "Just you? This modern world will be the place of my rebirth!"

Yun Yao knew that if this remnant soul wasn't dealt with quickly, not only would the modern world be in imminent danger, but the restoration of the Heavenly Dao would also be affected. She took a deep breath, and the lotus seal between her eyebrows shone brightly, faintly echoing the "narrative law" of this world.

"I am the host of the Lotus Heart, and I have a mission from Heaven. Today, in the name of justice in this world, I will destroy you, the evil spirit!" Yun Yao shouted, forming seals with her hands. The fragments of laws around her body gathered like stars, forming a dazzling light curtain, covering the remaining soul of the Holy Maiden Youyue.

The remnant soul of the Holy Maiden Youyue sensed the mortal danger and struggled frantically. The demonic evil spirit was like a black storm, trying to break through the light curtain. However, under the combined efforts of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, the light curtain gradually tightened like a dragnet.

"No! I won't accept this!" The remaining soul of the Holy Maiden Youyue roared in despair, and eventually turned to ashes in the light.

The crisis was over, and Su Yao collapsed to the ground, her eyes confused but full of relief for having survived. Yun Yao walked forward, squatted down, gently held her hand, her eyes full of tenderness: "Don't be afraid, I'll be here for you from now on."

At this moment, Yun Yao noticed that with the end of this battle, the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao within her body became increasingly solid, as if strands of power were flowing into every part of her body. She understood that with each completed "storyline" of a world, each time she protected justice and hope, she was one step closer to restoring the Heavenly Dao.

In the distant world of cultivation, Xiao Cui, protected by Yun Yao's spirit, struggled on the brink of life and death. Though ferocious, the evil spirit was nurtured by Yun Yao's lotus heart power and gradually resisted by Xiao Cui's own tenacious will.

Xiao Cui's body trembled slightly, beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, and her teeth clenched tightly, as if she was waging a silent struggle. Suddenly, a mysterious power within her seemed to awaken from its dormant state, and her blood seemed to burn, emitting a faint but tenacious light.

"I can't hold the princess back..." Xiao Cui murmured to herself, her eyes gradually becoming firm.

In that light, Xiao Cui unexpectedly awakened her "Mortal God Bloodline," capable of transforming mortal faith into power. Feeling the power surging through her, she slowly stood up and gazed into the distance, towards the Blood Demon Sect.

"Blood Demon Sect, you have brought me to this point and caused the princess to suffer so much. I will make you pay the price!" Xiao Cui clenched her fists, her eyes full of hatred and determination.

From then on, Xiao Cui led the common people of the secular world, forming the "Lotus Heart Sect" based on the Lotus Heart Technique passed down by Yun Yao. They practiced day and night, using their mortal bodies to gather the power of faith and fight against the remnants of the Blood Demon Sect. They became a ray of light in the mortal world, protecting their homeland and waiting for Yun Yao and Chu Mochen to return.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, taking a brief respite in the modern world, gather scattered fragments of the "laws of narrative." Each fragment, when incorporated, opens a door to memories from the past. The characters, emotions, and causal relationships in Yun Yao's stories gradually intertwine with reality, becoming a powerful force in her quest to restore the laws of nature.

"Let's hurry up, Xiao Cui is still waiting for us, and the restoration of the Heavenly Dao cannot be delayed." Yun Yao looked into the distance, her eyes seemed to penetrate time and space, her heart was concerned about her relatives and the people in the two worlds.

"Well, let's walk hand in hand, even if the road ahead is bumpy." Chu Mochen held Yun Yao's hand tightly. The two figures seemed to be coated with a layer of golden glow in the afterglow of the setting sun. With hope and courage, they set out on the journey again, heading towards the final showdown - the Blood Demon Realm.