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Chapter 534: Also for Cultivation
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Ye Qinghan smiled, and their conversation gradually calmed.

"Not even the Master can help?"

Li Shiyu sat beside her master's bed. Though she appeared slightly more mature, certain childish mannerisms remained ingrained.

Transforming Li Shiyu into someone as rule-abiding and gracefully poised as Gu Ai or Dongfang Jue was no easy feat—almost impossible.

"If we liken the rules to a birdcage, this is a war between the caged bird and the deity beyond the bars. We are inside the cage, while the enemy lurks outside—one who foresees the future, possesses omniscience and omnipotence, whose words become law, and who can rewrite the very fabric of existence. Their power defies imagination, bordering on omnipotence."

"Senior Sister, I cannot reveal what Shiyu and the Master are facing now, but the enemy's power far exceeds anything you could conceive."

"This is a battle where victory seems almost impossible. Yet because Master is there, Shiyu never once thought of losing—even if it meant death."

Should I say, "I knew it"?

Shiyao has started to resemble Chu Youwei a bit, huh~

She's truly grown up~

That look of reverence and unwavering resolve in her eyes is identical to Lord Gu Ai's—only that adorably clueless housewife face remains unchanged as ever.

Still, Ye Qinghan preferred the clumsy, silly Li Shiyu.

"Shiyao, don't worry. This time, Senior Sister will rewrite the future and protect everyone."

But the clever Heiyao was clearly not the same as before.

Hearing this, Heiyao merely gazed impassively at the senior sister who had demanded so much of her for a thousand years. If only she could…

Her senior sister was actually already dead. She hadn't even engaged in combat with that deity, nor had she seen its face.

Her existence had been erased in an instant, leaving not even a corpse behind…

It wasn't until half a month later, after countless people vanished, that Su Cheng discovered its presence.

The entity was merely a fragment of consciousness. Li Shiyu had no idea how to confront something that couldn't be killed, something that couldn't even be said to truly exist.

As for her junior sister? She merely exchanged a glance with the deity before drawing her sword and slitting her own throat before all her sisters…

The cruelty of this war far exceeded comprehension. Had she not been a little fool, sheltered under her master's wing, she wouldn't have survived to this day.

"Senior Sister, you needn't force yourself. This is not a situation either of us alone can change."

Ye Qinghan wasn't stupid. From their earlier conversation, she'd guessed that perhaps two thousand years from now, both she and Lord Gu Ai would be dead.

Facing such formidable foes, what waves could a mere thousand-year-old child possibly stir?

But who knew what might happen if they didn't try?

They chatted at length, though Ye Qinghan did most of the talking, recounting trivial matters from her daily life with her sisters.

These frequent glimpses of such trivialities often drew smiles from Heiyao. Ye Qinghan had already made up her mind.

She wouldn't repeat those words. Her master had once said it, and her master was selfish too.

Ye Qinghan was no different. A Holy Maiden should be carefree. She disliked Li Shiyao wearing that black dress.

If someone must die, how could she, as the First Disciple, fail to honor her master's teachings?

"Enough, Shiyu. Let's not delay the important matters. Surely finding our master shouldn't be too difficult for you now?"

As her own junior disciple, how could she fail to see that Li Shiyao was still holding back?

Yet Ye Qinghan remained deeply grateful to this Black Yao for revealing so much—for showing her just how naive she truly was.

"Senior Sister, shall we go for a walk? Shiyu has already found our Master. Why don't we go see what he's doing?"

Ye Qinghan paused, surprised by Li Shiyu's suggestion.

"Heh, why not? Senior Sister doesn't have anything pressing to do right now anyway."

With a flick of Shiyao's jade-like hand, the jade pendant in her bosom transformed into a golden beam that shot out from the ravine and landed in her palm.

Black Yao rose, took Ye Qinghan's hand, and grinned foolishly. In the blink of an eye, she vanished with Ye Qinghan, streaking away as a streak of light!

Ah, no wonder Ye Qinghan hadn't detected any intrusion. Hei Yao had entered the Lingxian Hall using the jade pendant, so naturally, she hadn't triggered the restrictions.

Hei Yao's teleportation speed was extraordinary. In mere moments, they spanned four realms, traversing mountains and rivers in the blink of an eye. The scenery whizzed past like threads of silk. Were it not for the protective barrier before them, Ye Qinghan might well have been overwhelmed by the sheer force of this flight technique.

Soon, the two arrived atop an axe-hewn mountain. They descended slowly to the summit and gazed into the distance.

Ye Qinghan briefly surveyed the surroundings. The desolation before him was utterly horrifying. Enormous sword scars stretched endlessly to the horizon's edge, while green flames burned ceaselessly at the bottoms of the ravines.

A colossal sword, larger than the Demon-Sealing Stele, lay crookedly embedded in the ground. A mountain of ice loomed in the distance, its sheer size obscuring the sky and casting a chill over the very sight of it. It felt as though gods themselves had once battled upon this land.

"Where is the Master?"

"Master and Lord Yehe are currently engaged in combat with a deity. This particular deity isn't exceptionally powerful. As far as I recall, aside from causing some minor destruction upon its arrival, it hasn't had much impact."

Hei Yao's jade-like hand rested lightly on the Chaos Bell at her waist as she gazed into the distance.

"See that iceberg? That's Sister Yehé's handiwork. But don't worry, Senior Sister. You'll surpass her in strength someday."

"Though judging by the situation, it seems they haven't gone all out yet—just a minor skirmish. After all, this battlefield couldn't withstand the full might of either Master or Sister Yehe. If they unleashed their full power, this world would shatter under Master's might before that worthless creature could destroy heaven and earth."

Ye Qinghan remained silent, intently studying the scene before her and comparing it to her own abilities.

With her current strength and divine abilities, harnessing the laws of heaven and earth, even such an iceberg was not beyond her reach.

But this… If it was merely a minor skirmish, a mere shove…

"What do you mean by 'just a minor skirmish'? So Master wasn't taking it seriously?"

Li Shiyao folded her arms, gazing into the distance with a distant look as if pondering how to explain.

From what I recall, this scum possesses the ability to alter the medium of space. For cultivators like you and me, it could be troublesome. After all, we rely on absorbing spiritual energy—especially after reaching the Soul Transformation Stage—to sense the laws, absorb energy, and harness the power of heaven and earth for ourselves.

"Simply put, he could siphon the air from any given space, causing most ordinary people or low-tier cultivators to suffocate or explode."

"Or manipulate gravity, or sever the five senses, trapping someone in a black cage. For Senior Sister in this era, that would be utterly deadly."

"But if he faced Master or Xiao Ai, he'd be nothing but a weakling, utterly insignificant. To Master, such tricks would merely be petty tricks."

Ye Qinghan listened quietly, absorbing as much information as possible from Heiyao's words.

"The direction you've been staring at—is Master over there?"

Shiyao shook her head. She had used her divine sense to locate the Master—far sharper than eyesight, seeing farther and reacting quicker.

"Senior Sister, someone… is coming."

In an instant, a violent wind swept through. Dark clouds filled the sky, carrying purple lightning that crashed down like artillery fire, its fury resembling divine retribution!

"King Iriel's Army, Gu Ai, pays respects to the First Young Miss, the Second… Second Young Miss…"

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