Chapter 314 - 314 312 She's Here

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314: Chapter 312: She’s Here 314: Chapter 312: She’s Here Fang Geyu suddenly said, “This Ying Xiu is not simple; I’ve never seen anyone able to suppress their emotions so perfectly.” Baili An watched her without speaking. Fang Geyu scoffed, “Just now he had at least five strong urges to kill, and you, fighting the Ghost just now, are in a weakened state. Yet, he held back and did not make a move. Even at such a time, he still adheres to what he calls the courtesy of a gentleman. I don’t know whether to call him stubborn or hypocritical.” Baili An didn’t want to discuss Ying Xiu anymore. He glanced at the deep, dense night around them, the fog growing thicker, the mist vast, silence all around. The figure of Ying Xiu and the others disappeared not far away, their presence no longer detectable. Clearly, the sudden dense fog within this deserted house was no ordinary mist; Baili An moved his palm, finely sensing it, only to feel that the fog seemed to secretly contain countless ghost techniques that scrambled the sense of direction. The scenery around him remained unchanged, yet the orientation of heaven and earth was moving and shifting chaotically. This was what they called seeing the mountain as not a mountain; seeing the fog as not fog. Even the bright moon above appeared within reach, yet it was still far away. Finding the Ghost in such an environment, let alone finding the way back on the same route, seemed impossible to navigate out of this deserted house engulfed in fog. Baili An suddenly grabbed Fang Geyu’s wrist and whispered, “The positions here are constantly changing. This must be the Ghost using techniques to interfere. Don’t stray too far from me; we should first…” Before he could finish his sentence, his first step plunged into emptiness. Baili An had predicted the peculiarity of this place, but he hadn’t expected that the space at close range would change so abruptly, catching him off guard. The earth and sky around them were undergoing violent transformations. It was too late to retract his foot; as he fell forward, the cold cliff wind painfully scraped against his cheeks. Below was a deep abyss! A step off the cliff! Without thinking, Baili An let go of the wrist in his palm, preparing to shove the arm away strenuously, but the wrist suddenly tightened, grabbed firmly by a cold, small hand. Together, they plummeted into the endless darkness below the cliff. Baili An used his energy to control the Autumnwater Sword. Just as the first flash of the sword light was released, the entangled dry wood and vine branches on the cliff face surged like living snakes, wrapping tightly around their falling bodies and dragging them into the abyss. Time passed indiscernibly. The bright moon hid away, and the sun rose from the east. The misty edge of the cliff welcomed a hint of cool morning breeze. The morning light illuminated the snow on the cliff’s edge; the breeze flowed through the ravine stones. Old tree roots lay coiled and dormant; the cliff edge had piled up with thick fallen leaves. The wind stirred, swirling the dried leaves, and when blown apart, revealed eerie white bones amongst the barren sand and leaves. Green mountains and white fog, snow falling into the abyss. In the moment when the sparse stars were devoured by the breaking dawn, a young girl appeared at the snow-clad edge of the ancient tree. As the morning light gradually intensified, the fog thickened. Clearly, the long night was over, and dawn was breaking. The girl leaned against the old tree, but as she stood there quietly, her silhouette becoming sharply defined in the mist, it seemed as though she welcomed a new layer of deep, vivid night under the clear sky. Perhaps it was the black dress she was wearing, which stood out starkly, like the ink-black sky one could see at first glance when looking up in the wilderness. A boundless and pure black, yet dazzling and eye-catching. She commanded such a dazzling mortal night. Suddenly, a bell tolled from a distant cold mountain. The winds ceased everywhere. The old tree began swaying, and under the dried leaves and sand, countless roots and vines like tentacles moved through the sand and leaves, stretching up from the bottom of the cliff towards the girl, like numerous greedy, bloodthirsty demon hands with a terrifying aura. The girl sensed something, yet seemed to notice nothing. Because she had left the towering, withered old tree and stepped lightly to the edge of the cliff without any guards. She was young, very delicate and petite, appearing frail and harmless. She lifted her pale, delicate face, and the dim light falling onto her made her features clearer and more beautiful, with her ink-drawn eyebrows and eyes subtly imparting a mysterious charm. The deep abyss cliff, which not even the morning light could brighten, numerous roots as black as death, like boundless tentacles, trembled toward her. A pervasive scent of blood rushed towards her, yet amid a vine stained with a lingering red, there was also a hint of a lingering faint fragrance. The girl caught onto something. She slowly closed her eyes, her lips curling into a delighted smile, “It smells so good.” In this quiet yet desperate scene, the apricot blossom tree in the distant deserted house withered in an instant, and wildflowers in the mountains bloomed. Her skirt gently swayed, and the sound of porcelain clinking was faint but clear. Around the girl’s waist, there was not a jade ornament or porcelain, but rather a ancient book inlaid with bronze and silver. The book was small and thick, looking very substantial. It was from such an unopened ancient book that the sound of breaking porcelain jade came. The vines in front of the girl seemed to be drained of moisture, quickly withering away, then dissipating into ash. Only that vine stained with vivid blood remained, rustling in the wind, seeming rather frightened. The girl opened her big, bright eyes, curious and inquiring, looking at the vine, she smiled, “Why do you smell so fragrant? Can you take me to find the owner of this blood scent?” That vine, coming from the deep abyss underneath, suddenly retracted into the abyss. The girl looked sideways at the lone old tree on the cliff’s edge; her pale fingertips seemingly absently stroked the smooth skin on her neck, the movement gentle and delicate, as if she was caressing unhealed scars. She said, “Although I arrived a bit late, you shouldn’t drag the person I am looking for down there, you know. Mother said my body hasn’t fully recovered, forbidding me to randomly venture into Ghost Mountain; you’re really giving me a headache.” The old tree trembled, as though wordlessly defending itself. Behind the girl, a huge ancient book of Light and Shadow appeared, its massive cover opening a page, a wave of ancient grand force swept across the space around the cliff, enveloping the three-thousand-year-old tree. And so, the cliff no longer had the old tree for company. A massive pit appeared on the ground, extending endlessly into darkness, seemingly bottomless. The Light and Shadow Ancient Book slowly closed, a tree shadow disappearing within its pages, unable to be summoned, forever sealed. The girl raised her brows and looked down at the endless dark abyss below, wiggled her little nose as if capturing the lingering scent in the air, and licked her lips happily, her action as cute as a little kitten’s. “That scent is so delicious; since Mother forbids me from randomly entering Ghost Mountain, I shall enter with full seriousness.” Speaking illogically, yet boldly, her two small hands came together near her lips, looking very cute and polite as she greeted the abyss of Ghost Mountain, “I’m coming now.” The echo vanished in the wind. The frail little girl in a black dress fell like a light feather from the edge of the cliff. Into the boundless night that mingled with the limitless abyss, it was hard to tell which was darker.

Chapter 314 - 314 312 She's Here

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