novelaction Chapter 712: Three Fellow Cultivators
Chapter 712: Three Fellow Cultivators
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen stood side by side, the Siming Hall ablaze with light. The sudden intrusion of Saint Youyue instantly heightened tension. Xiao Cui's seemingly lifeless puppet corpse was casually held in her hands, but Yun Yao, ever perceptive, immediately spotted the faint glow of the heart-protecting bell on her chest.
"Hmph, you want to use this puppet to scare me?" Yun Yao snorted in her heart, but remained expressionless. She stared at the Holy Maiden Youyue with a sharp gaze, trying to find flaws in her every move.
Saint Youyue noticed Yun Yao's gaze and a hint of sarcasm appeared on her lips. "Why, are you feeling sorry for this girl? She's just an insignificant ant. If it weren't for luring you into a trap, I wouldn't even bother wasting my energy on her."
Chu Mochen's eyes were as cold as a star. The sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the sound of the sword rang out like a suppressed roar: "Youyue, the sins you have committed will be settled here today!"
At this moment, Yun Yao quietly extended her hand toward Chu Mochen, their palms touching, a warm current coursing through them. Taking advantage of Saint Youyue's distraction, she forced the silver lotus seed from her palm. It transformed into a stream of light, instantly merging into Chu Mochen's golden life star. Instantly, the two life lamps shone brightly, intertwining and entwining like two nimble dragons, circling and dancing in the air, gradually forming a mysterious and complex "Twin Lotus Life Plate."
In the center of the Siming Hall, the previously motionless giant horoscope began to spin, as if summoned by some powerful force. Accompanied by a deafening roar, a third horoscope lamp mysteriously appeared beyond the two horoscopes—the horoscope of Saint Youyue!
"I see..." Chu Mochen's eyes flashed coldly, as if he saw through everything. His voice was low and angry. "You stole the Three Lives Stone from the Divine Court back then and actually bound your life star to us! No wonder every time we get close to the truth, you appear in time like a ghost."
The Saintess of Youyue's face changed drastically. She had never imagined that the secret she had hidden for so many years would be revealed at this moment. Her once calm face twisted in an instant, becoming as ferocious as a demon from hell. "Since you've discovered me, let's die together!" With that, she frantically channeled her magic power, mobilizing the full force of her own life star. For a moment, the life star shone brightly, yet it also shone with a destructive aura.
Yun Yao's heart tightened, and she shouted, "Oh no! She's going to self-destruct her life star!"
Chu Mochen reacted quickly, grabbing Yun Yao and attempting to find a way to escape. However, the power of Youyue Saint's self-detonation was too great, and the entire Siming Hall began to crumble violently. Huge rocks from the roof fell, and massive cracks appeared in the surrounding walls, as if the apocalypse had arrived. Millions of Life Lanterns whizzed down from the sky like a meteor shower, each one carrying a lethal impact.
At this critical moment, Yun Yao suddenly pushed Chu Mochen towards the teleportation array, but she was unable to dodge in time and was hit in the back by the falling fragments of the Life Lamp. With a sharp pain, her body fell uncontrollably into the "Well of Fate" in the deepest part of Siming Hall.
Yun Yao felt her vision go dark before she found herself in a strange space. Countless cocoons of light floated in the well, each emitting a soft and mysterious glow, as if holding endless mysteries. She gathered her composure and slowly approached them. Inside one, she saw another version of herself strolling through the immortal realm with Chu Mochen, their faces brimming with happiness and peace. In another, she stood before the ruins of the Divine Court, holding her child, her eyes filled with determination and hope...
The System's voice seemed to come from a distant horizon, looming: "This is the 'Well of Fate', where all possible futures can be seen. Host, your choice will determine the direction of the Three Thousand Worlds."
Yun Yao's heart was filled with mixed emotions, knowing full well the weight of the decision she now faced. Her gaze drifted across the cocoons of light, each one awash in images of a future filled with joy, sadness, glory, and desolation. Finally, her gaze settled on a cocoon, revealing a scene of her and Chu Mochen, standing hand in hand at the pinnacle of the "Rules Realm," mending the rifts in the Heavenly Dao.
"I choose this." Yun Yao's eyes were determined as she reached out to touch the cocoon of light. Instantly, a silver lotus seed erupted from her brow, emitting a thousand-foot-long radiance. This light surged like a tide, dispelling the darkness within the well. Then, the true form of "Heavenly Law" suddenly emerged from the well—a torn ancient book, containing the contents of a novel she had written in the modern world!
Elsewhere, Chu Mochen awoke within the teleportation array, finding himself back in the secular world's royal palace. Familiar courtyards and pavilions came into view, the air thick with the faint fragrance of flowers. As he found his footing, he saw Yun Yao, dressed in modern white, smiling at him from the edge of a lotus pond. The sunlight bathed her, seeming to gild her with a dreamlike beauty.
Chu Mochen's eyes softened instantly, and he involuntarily walked towards Yun Yao, his heart filled with joy and attachment. But just as he was about to touch Yun Yao, he suddenly stopped. His gaze fixed, and he noticed something strange - Yun Yao's figure was too illusory, as if it were just a projection.
"This is an illusion!" Chu Mochen instantly regained consciousness, a surge of rage rising in his heart. He clenched his fists, and the power of his divine power surged wildly around him, like a surging wave, trying to break through this false illusion.
He closed his eyes, concentrated, and channeled all his spiritual energy to sense Yun Yao's true location. A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of determination in them, and forcibly reversed the teleportation array. Under his control, the teleportation array trembled violently, its light flickering, as if protesting this forced reversal.
Just before the Well of Fate was about to close, Chu Mochen rushed in like a flash of black lightning, reaching out and accurately grasping Yun Yao's hand: "No matter how many worlds I go through, I will find you."
Yun Yao turned around and looked at Chu Mochen, whose face was full of determination. Her eyes were slightly red, and her heart was filled with emotion: "I knew you would come."
The two embraced each other tightly, the chaos outside the well seemingly irrelevant to them. After a moment, they released each other, their gazes fixed firmly on the incomplete ancient book suspended in the air—the Law of Heaven.
"This is the key to our restoration of the Heavenly Dao. No matter how difficult the road ahead is, we must not give up." Yun Yao said softly. Although her voice was soft, it revealed an unquestionable firmness.
Chu Mochen nodded and held her hand: "Together, we can defy fate and reshape the way of heaven."
After that, the two of them joined hands and slowly walked towards the ancient book, ready to face the more severe challenges ahead...
Meanwhile, in the chaotic void outside Siming Hall, the Holy Maiden Youyue, after self-destructing, hadn't completely vanished. A wisp of her soul lingered, shrouded in demonic energy, like a burning ball of black flame. Her eyes were filled with resentment and unwillingness: "Hmph, you want to get rid of me? Not so easy! Even if only a wisp of my soul remains, I will not let you rest in peace!"
She struggled, trying to gather her strength again, looking for an opportunity to strike Yun Yao and Chu Mochen again. Meanwhile, in the distant secular world, Xiao Cui's body suddenly stirred slightly, and a glimmer of clarity flashed in her eyes, which had been corrupted by the evil spirit, as if she was about to wake up...
A more thrilling contest is quietly unfolding. The fate of all forces is becoming increasingly closely intertwined in this endless world of cultivation. Who will dominate this chaotic situation? The answer will be revealed in subsequent stories.