My Lady Always Lacks Ambition

Chapter 1328 - 1242: The Red Lotus Karma Fire Is Extinguished

Three days and nights, Feng Xiu and others dug in the Black Desert for three days and nights, but besides flowing sand, there was still flowing sand. The so-called God Formation Secret Realm seemed never to have appeared; it was just the flowing sand next to Green Lake, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy, not to mention the shadow of Qin Liuxi.

No, not even her shadow, even her soul, everyone gathered their strength to summon, yet they couldn’t summon her.

Teng Zhao, as if gone mad, regardless of everyone’s opposition, forcibly broke open the Ghost Gate and stormed in. He didn’t believe, he didn’t believe the master was truly gone.

He didn’t believe it.

Little Ginseng cried like anything but a ginseng, desperately clinging to him, saying: "If her soul was still in the Underworld, how could she not be summoned? She saved this world, saved all living things; even in death, she should return to heaven, not descend underground."

Teng Zhao’s eyes were bloodshot: "What if she only lost a bit of her soul and can’t hear the summoning? What if she got lost?"

Little Ginseng was stunned, pained beyond measure, also unwilling to believe the great demon king was gone forever, yet the fact was the fact; she sacrificed her divine soul to the heavens, offering all living things to exchange for life in this world.

Now this world is vibrant with life, then she must be...

Little Ginseng let out a cry, squatting on the ground, burying his head and sobbing.

Golden Rat squeezed out from the ground with a head full of flowing sand, squatting listlessly beside him, silent.

It also couldn’t find any trace of that person, whether physical body or soul breath, none.

She seemed like she never existed.

But it clearly received the fortune she bestowed.

Golden Rat hugged its paws, buried its head in its chest, a drop of golden tear fell, merging into the flowing sand.

Teng Zhao turned around to walk towards the Ghost Gate, however, before he could enter, a gust of dark wind swirled out from inside, and Wei Xie walked out from the Ghost Gate.

He was still dressed in long robes, with a bull’s head, wearing a flower, but the color of the flower was no longer the usual pink peony, but a small white camellia.

Everyone looked over; how could the bull’s head appear here?

Wei Xie turned back to his former appearance, looked at Teng Zhao, and said, "Don’t go."

Teng Zhao’s heart sank.

Wei Xie’s face was emotionless, his voice gravely, saying, "The red lotus karmic fire in the Underworld has extinguished."

He personally went to the Karma Fire Hell to see, even tried to snatch the Book of Life and Death from the Judge’s hand, attempting to find that person, yet, nothing, all gone.

She doesn’t exist in this world!

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions changed.

The extinguished red lotus karmic fire meant one thing, the fire seed truly was no more.

A wave of sorrow spread, even more painful than witnessing Qin Liuxi’s sacrifice. These three days, they held some hope of finding her, but the fire’s extinction meant the fire seed was gone.

Teng Zhao seemed soulless, kneeling on the ground, staring at that patch of sand, his face pale.

Qing Yuan wiped away tears and bowed to the remaining cultivators respectfully, saying, "Fellow Daoists, please return. The Evil Ghost no longer exists, the world is stable; you Daoists, including those who perished, have immense merit, a great virtue. However, as long as humanity exists, the heart is unpredictable, and evil may arise; the world still relies on you Daoists to exterminate evil and defend the Dao, no need to linger here."

"Daoist Qing Yuan, Buqiu True Monarch dared to attest the Dao with her own body for all living things. We must see her off. When will the funeral be held? We will surely attend." Someone asked sincerely.

Qing Yuan shook his head: "Though the Righteous Path won, after this catastrophe, it is time to restore life and stability; many ordinary people suffered disasters and need aid, so we won’t hold a cumbersome funeral. Those who care may offer True Monarch a stick of incense."

Not that it won’t happen, it’s that they are unwilling to do it.

They would rather believe she is in seclusion than believe she truly perished.

"Well... so be it."

This battle, although they won, they survived, but due to the divine formation draining their spiritual energy, their divine souls were damaged, leading to a significant decline in cultivation.

Si Luo, he was an evil soul alive for thousands of years; he witnessed the vast world, the spiritual energy abundant era of immortal cultivation, he understood more than all of them combined, yet in this era lacking spiritual energy, their cultivation truly fell short.

They couldn’t even defeat those White Bone People army, in that formation, they couldn’t even hold their spiritual power.

Ultimately it wasn’t the era of immortal cultivation, but the ordinary mortal world.

They were far inferior, even less than the power within those thousand-year-old bones.

If not for Qin Liuxi sacrificing herself, using the fire seed to burn her body, eternally falling into the void, then all living things might not exist.

Buqiu True Monarch should be revered.

Everyone sincerely paid great respect to that patch of sand, then gradually departed.

"Amitabha." Master Hui Neng recited a Buddhist chant, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began reciting the Rebirth Scripture.

Fan Kong also sat down, and that little monk named Jingning sat next to him.

Hui Quan was full of sorrow, said to Qing Yuan, "Elder Jingci passed on, Yufu Temple suffered a great loss, we monks will not stay."

Qing Yuan nodded, saying, "Elder Jingci also achieved merit completion, great compassion indeed!"

He looked at Qi Qian who had not yet awoken and said: "Saint, please send him back to the palace; though his Dragon Body was greatly damaged, he has the spiritual power bestowed by True Monarch protecting his heart and pulse, won’t be fatal, just his lifespan..."

Hui Quan sighed: "This is all destiny, inevitable."

Qing Yuan watched him carry Qi Qian, enter the Void, then turned around; Master Taicheng, Chengyangzi, and Si Lengyue were all here, of Qinglan Temple, He Ming remained, the Qinglan Temple Master, this time in the battle, died while protecting cultivators with low cultivation.

And their own, though only one died, that one was worth a million.

Qing Yuan felt sick at throat, swallowed the blood, raised his eyes toward that land.

Feng Xiu kept sitting where Qin Liuxi disappeared, demonic power continuously depleted, probing the underground.

His Demon Core, initially because of leaving a part as Sea Guardian Beast in East Sea, was missing a piece. During this catastrophe, he stopped the tsunami, that section of Demon Core was long gone; he suffered backlash, and in the formation, used the Demon Emperor Power greatly, the nine-tailed fox turned into three tails, fur color yellowed, no longer shiny as before.

But it didn’t matter, as long as she responded, even if he lost all tails.

Yet that heartless little rascal didn’t have the slightest response; she truly deserved a beating, she said to fight monsters together, but took the biggest one herself, truly bastard!

Is it not worthwhile to come to the mortal world?

Go to hell!

Three days and nights, finally the demonic power exhausted, his divine soul shattered, collapsed onto the ground.

At the same time, Si Lengyue was also pale as a ghost, kneeling there, vomiting blood on the sand surface, the Gu Emperor laboriously crawled out from the ground, dying, arrived at her feet, soon lost all vitality.

Couldn’t find, even the Gu Emperor couldn’t detect the slightest breath from the golden silkworm poison on her.

That person, she is gone.