27: Chapter 27 You are not her

Tianxuan Peak Hall.

Gu Sheng kicked over the red sandalwood table in front of him.

"System! Three Nirvana Realm experts! Coming through the internet cable? Is your security lock made of paper?!"

The System light screen flickered, popping up a line of green text.

[Ding.]

[The Nirvana Soul-Chasing Seal is a Karma Law spell; the tayin divine marrow forcibly activated the Karma threads deep within the shell.]

[This System suggests the host immediately purchase a 'Karma Severing Talisman' for the price of 50,000 destiny points.]

Gu Sheng laughed out of sheer anger.

"I only fucking have over twenty thousand!"

[Heavenly Dao loan services can be provided, with a daily interest rate of 'give nine, return thirteen'. Alternatively, you may purchase 'Limited-Time Invincible Golden Body' (3-second version) for 20,000 destiny points.]

Gu Sheng gnashed his teeth. What use was three seconds of invincibility? Could it make those three old monsters die of old age on their own?

Far North Icefield, underground plaza.

The pressure of three Nirvana Realm experts was like physical mountains, causing the dome to continuously collapse. Massive chunks of ice crashed down around the altar.

Li Yifeng, covered in blood, stood at the very front.

His legs were deeply embedded in the hard ice, and his back was bent by the pressure, but his left hand holding the sword remained incredibly steady. The broken sword pointed diagonally toward the sky.

"A Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator who can still stand; your bones are quite hard."

In mid-air, the voice of the Wilderness Magic Venerable, Gu Zhan, boomed like a bell. His bare upper body was knotted with muscles as he casually pointed downward.

Boom!

An invisible force smashed into Li Yifeng's chest.

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, slamming heavily against the edge of the altar.

The broken sword slipped from his hand and stuck into the ice.

"Old Li!" Su Qianxue cried out in alarm.

She wanted to rush over, but was pinned to the ground by the pressure, unable to move even a finger.

Gu Han leaned against the ice pillar of the altar.

The backlash of the tayin divine marrow had fully erupted. The Meridians of this shell were nearly dry, making even standing extremely difficult.

Right then.

Deep within her Sea of Consciousness, an extremely faint yet pure white light flickered to life.

It wasn't the eerie blue of the System.

But rather, it was the radiance of Luo Qingxue's original Soul.

That fragment of True Spirit, which had been suppressed, was awakened once again by the stimulation of the three enemies' auras.

"Sister Qingxue."

A soft voice reached her ears.

Gu Han struggled to lift her eyelids.

Mu Qinghan had somehow broken free from the pressure and stood before her.

Eerie blue flames ignited upon her ice-blue dress.

She was burning her Golden Core Origin.

"You..." Gu Han spoke, her voice hoarse.

Mu Qinghan did not look back, only staring at the three god-like figures above the dome.

"Actually, I've known for a long time that you aren't her."

Mu Qinghan's voice was light, yet it echoed clearly within the underground plaza.

Su Qianxue was stunned.

Mu Qinghan gave a tragic smile.

"Three hundred years ago, Sister Qingxue led me across this icefield. Though her Lunar Origin was extremely cold, it felt warm to others. Like the winter sun."

"But you are too cold. So cold that there isn't a trace of human warmth."

The flames on Mu Qinghan's body burned brighter and brighter.

Her cultivation was forcibly raised from the Peak of Golden Core to Nascent Soul, even faintly touching the threshold of Soul Transformation.

"But so what?"

Mu Qinghan suddenly turned her head and gave Gu Han a deep look.

"This body is hers. As long as this shell remains, the Xuanming Hall remains."

"Take Qianxue and go. I will hold them back."

Like a moth to a flame.

A Cultivator who forcibly boosted their level to the Soul Transformation Stage was going to delay three Nirvana Realm powerhouses.

She wouldn't even last a single breath.

"Ridiculous ant."

Supreme Dao Sect Grand Elder Li Daoran shook his head.

He didn't even lift a hand; he merely cast his gaze downward.

Bang.

The fire of Origin on Mu Qinghan's body was instantly suppressed and even began to backlash against her.

She spat out a large mouthful of blood, her body swaying as her knees slammed heavily onto the ice.

Eastern Wasteland, Tianxuan Peak Hall.

Gu Sheng was just about to haggle with the System.

His vision suddenly went black.

The feeling of connection in his mind, as natural as moving his own limbs, vanished completely. His Divine Soul felt as if it had slammed into an insurmountable wall of ice, and he was violently kicked back into his original body.

Gu Sheng snapped his eyes open, gasping for air. His forehead was drenched in cold sweat.

"What happened?" Gu Sheng propped his hands on the table.

[Ding.]

[System Prompt: Extremely fatal threat detected. The true spirit fragment of the shell's original owner, Luo Qingxue, has been stimulated by external Karma; Awakening degree has reached 100%.]

[The original owner has forcibly taken control of the shell. The host's Divine Soul connection has been forcibly severed.]

Gu Sheng was stunned.

"I spent so many destiny points leveling up that account, and you're telling me it's cut off just like that?" Gu Sheng punched a pillar. "Quickly, switch the screen for me! I want to see the scene! Tune into Li Yifeng's perspective!"

[Connecting to the visual sharing of Dao Protector Li Yifeng...]

[Friendly Reminder: Cross-domain connection requires 500 destiny points; they have been automatically deducted.]

"You profiteer, you're going to go bankrupt sooner or later."

The light screen flickered, and the image lit up again.

The field of vision shook violently, the edges filled with a blood-red filter. That was the sight of the heavily injured Li Yifeng.

Far North Icefield, underground plaza.

Massive chunks of ice continued to crash down.

Li Yifeng lay at the edge of the altar, seventy percent of his bones broken, his broken sword stuck in the hard ice beside him.

Directly in front of his line of sight.

Gu Han, who had been leaning against the ice pillar with dry Meridians, stood up.

Her temperament had completely changed.

Even through the screen, Gu Sheng could feel a disparity that struck the Soul.

When Gu Sheng was controlling this body, he had deliberately maintained a cold, pretentious, and unapproachable posture. But now, as that white-clad figure stood there, there wasn't a single trace of spiritual energy fluctuation around her, yet she exuded a coldness that seemed to embrace all things while remaining high above the clouds.

The true Xuanming Goddess.

Luo Qingxue.

Luo Qingxue walked to Mu Qinghan's side.

Mu Qinghan was on her knees, bleeding from her seven orifices, as the backlash of forcibly raising her cultivation was destroying her Golden Core.

Luo Qingxue crouched down, her movements incredibly gentle. She reached out her right hand and wiped the blood from Mu Qinghan's cheek.

"Sister Qingxue..." Mu Qinghan's vision was blurred, her voice weak.

"Silly girl."

Luo Qingxue's voice was no longer the hard coldness Gu Sheng had faked, but a gentle tone filled with a sigh.

An extremely faint white light lit up at her fingertip as she tapped it against Mu Qinghan's forehead.

The Golden Core that was currently collapsing instantly stopped shattering. A gentle force protected Mu Qinghan's heart Meridians.

Su Qianxue stood to the side, staring blankly at this scene.

Inside the ring, Danqingzi's voice was trembling: "This Divine Soul aura... there's no mistake, this is that peerless Prodigy who suppressed the Northern Abyss three hundred years ago. She has truly come back to life."

[Ding.]

[Destined Daughter Su Qianxue witnesses the Goddess's revival; her state of mind is greatly shocked.]

[destiny points +2000.]

Looking at the continuously ticking destiny points, Gu Sheng couldn't smile at all.

He stared fixedly at the screen.

Above the dome, three massive spatial vortices rotated slowly.

The three Nirvana Realm powerhouses looked down.

"Still have the strength to save people?" The Wilderness Magic Venerable, Gu Zhan, sneered.

The muscles on his bare upper body bulged, and complex magic runes surfaced on his dark-gold skin.

Gu Zhan raised his right foot and stomped heavily toward the underground plaza below.

Boom!

The Far North Icefield for hundreds of miles around vibrated violently. A spatial collapse caused purely by physical strength shot straight down through the hole in the dome.

The target was aimed directly at Luo Qingxue.

This force was enough to grind the entire underground plaza and everyone inside it into dust.

Li Yifeng let out a roar, wanting to pull out his broken sword, but his hands were already crushed, and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

Su Qianxue drew her longsword and stood behind Luo Qingxue.

Luo Qingxue did not look back.

She slowly stood up and gently laid Mu Qinghan on the ground.

Then, she looked up, staring directly at the three figures in the sky.

"Three hundred years, and you are still like this."