After I Died My Dao Companion Drowns in Endless Regret Chapter 105

Wei Yunshu: “…” Looking at the little fox’s delighted expression, it didn’t look forced at all. Her gaze quickly shifted to the owner of the hand, and she suddenly met a pair of smiling, amorous eyes. Wei Yunshu’s mind was a little dazed. After too many similar “coincidences,” she began to suspect whether Yuan Chu had done something to her. With a complicated smile, she reined in her racing thoughts, bowed to Yuan Chu as a peer, and said, “Fellow Daoist Yuan.”
Yuan Chu smiled and returned the bow, “Fellow Daoist Bo.” Raising her hand to stroke the little fox’s head, she asked again, “Is fellow Daoist here to borrow scriptures?”
The little fox, who had originally ignored people, showed a look of satisfaction after eating the spiritual pills. It interrupted Wei Yunshu’s predicament. It propped itself up, its front paws also mimicking a human’s bow, and said cheerfully, “If fellow Daoist is here to borrow all kinds of love storybooks, then go to the third column on the east side, in the B Pavilion.” Its eyeballs darted around, revealing a bit of cunning, “Everything you could wish for is there. I guarantee fellow Daoist will be satisfied.”
Wei Yunshu composed herself; it wouldn’t be good to leave at this time. She no longer looked at Yuan Chu but said, “This Bo wishes to borrow historical records. I wonder where I should go?”
The little fox was greatly disappointed, sliding back onto the couch with a dejected expression. It asked lazily, “Official history or unofficial history?”
Wei Yunshu pursed her lips and said warmly, “Both.”
The little fox glanced at Wei Yunshu and pointed lazily. Wei Yunshu didn’t expect the little fox to help her get them. Following the other’s instructions, she quickly found the location of the historical records. When she came out, she was holding nearly twenty jade slips containing scriptures, and the merit points on her record book had been reduced by half. The first thing Wei Yunshu saw was still Yuan Chu. It was as if as long as she stood there, she was a black hole that absorbed people’s gazes, and it was impossible to look away from her. This anomaly was enough to make Wei Yunshu vigilant. She pretended to be nonchalant and asked, “Is Fellow Daoist Yuan also here to borrow books?”
Yuan Chu smiled faintly and replied, “I have nothing to do recently, so I wanted to find some love storybooks to read.”
Wei Yunshu: “…” This sentence coming from Yuan Chu’s mouth was truly strange. But there was no point in pursuing it. She drooped her eyelids, her expression somewhat cold. After a “hmm,” she added, “I’ll go back first.”
Yuan Chu smiled and nodded, watching Wei Yunshu’s figure disappear.
The little fox flicked its tail idly. It was not until Wei Yunshu was gone that it looked at Yuan Chu and said, “Don’t you trust me that much? You had to come and see for yourself?”
Yuan Chu did not answer its question but asked, “Has that booklet been put in?”
The little fox nodded like a pounding garlic, “When I do things, please rest assured. I’m always more reliable than the Black Lord.” After a pause, it winked at Yuan Chu, unafraid of death, “Do you want to read some books about women’s love?” But as soon as these words were spoken, the little fox fell straight onto the couch, and wisps of faint smoke rose from its body. A beautiful female cultivator stepped out of the smoke and clouds, bowed to Yuan Chu, and said, “My avatar has a different personality and has offended you. Please forgive me.”
After hearing this, Yuan Chu said with indifference, “It’s nothing.”
The female cultivator was instantly relieved. She reached out and propped up the small wooden board. Before leaving, she left four words: “No chatting.” Then she glanced at Yuan Chu and once again transformed into smoke and clouds and dispersed.
Wei Yunshu, who had left, did not go to the Tianque Blessed Land but went to the Shangong Hall and exchanged the remaining merit points for cloud sand and precious medicines. She was curious about the affairs of the Shang Qing Divine Realm and needed to investigate them. As for her own cultivation, she could not fall behind either. When the time was right, she also had to go to the Path-Walking Dao Palace to break through her own barriers and step into a higher realm.
After preparing her things, Wei Yunshu went to visit Ran Xiuyun, Xie Zhichao, and Ying Yue. After learning that they had not encountered any bad things recently, she was slightly relieved. She did not stay long, and after a few words of instruction, she returned to her cave dwelling in the Tianque Blessed Land, activated all four restrictions, and only left A’mang to look after the outside world, then began to read the books.
The things recorded in the historical records recognized by the major heavenly domains were all similar. Their focus was on the six divine venerables and the Daoist palaces of the five major heavenly domains. They spoke of the divine venerables opening the heavens and earth and transmitting the Dao to all living beings, of the divine venerables severing all selves and not being stained by dust, of the cultivators of the divine realm wholeheartedly pursuing the Dao, and of the flourishing and prosperity. The heavenly order was set by the six divine venerables. The cultivators distinguished between “positive and negative” and cut off the “non-self me.” Unlike in the Fu Li Immortal Realm, the heavenly order locked the “positive.” Even if the “Severing All Selves” cultivator died, the “true self” recognized by the heavenly order would not collapse and become dark energy that nourished the demons, but would return to heaven and earth. Wei Yunshu only glanced at those glorious holy deeds. She tried to find records related to the “Ten Evils,” but there was not a single character in those official histories. On the contrary, the “Gan Yuan Rebellion” left a heavy mark on the historical records. The beginning of the Gan Yuan Rebellion could be traced back to ten thousand years ago, but it did not start from the Wu Xiang Heaven Domain or from Sword Lord Sang Buwei, but from the Cloud Lord Yun Huai of the Tian Nu Domain, who slashed the first sword.
At that time, Yun Huai was the eldest disciple under the sect master of the Tian Nu Pavilion. If nothing unexpected happened, she would inherit the Tian Nu Pavilion in the future. She was exceptionally intelligent and outstanding and had comprehended another path from the Daoist scriptures. She believed that by constantly severing all selves, what remained was not the true self, but a “thought” that had been cut until it could no longer be cut. Even if one truly attained the Dao, it was just merging with the Dao and losing one’s own emotions. She proposed the cultivation method of “cultivating the heart” and “self-restraint” and widely taught it among her disciples. At that time, the sect master of the Tian Nu Pavilion no longer asked about things, and all major and minor matters were handled by the disciples under her, which allowed Yun Huai’s Dao thoughts to spread faster.
At that time, Yun Huai had never thought of betraying the Tian Nu Pavilion. Although she did not agree with “Severing All Selves,” she was not prepared to completely destroy this path. However, the change in the Great Dao alarmed the various True Beings in cultivation. They all took “Severing All Selves” as their fundamental Dao thought, and merging with the Dao and becoming a wisp of the will of the Heavenly Dao was what they sought. They never felt there was anything wrong with acting this way and were immediately furious. The sect master of the Tian Nu Pavilion personally captured this rebellious eldest disciple and wanted her to sever the “heresy” in her brain. But Yun Huai did not think she was wrong. Her followers had almost reached the point where they could stand up to the “Severing All Selves” cultivators of the Tian Nu Pavilion. Seeing this, the sect master of the Tian Nu Pavilion no longer cherished this disciple but ordered these heretics to be completely killed! The scene that followed in the Tian Nu Pavilion was extremely cruel. Yun Huai was lucky to escape and betrayed the mountain gate.
Her Dao thoughts resonated in all the major heavenly domains, but the other four major heavenly domains were no different from the Tian Nu Domain. They, these “heretics,” were simply not tolerated by the world, and the other party did not want to coexist with them at all. Therefore, these people at a dead end came together and created the “Gan Yuan” land to resist the six major heavenly domains. The struggle after that never stopped. Because of the dispute over Dao thoughts, countless cultivators fell. It was not until six thousand years ago, when the Four Lords of Gan Yuan severed the “Realm of Ruin,” that it gradually calmed down. However, this peace was also temporary. Three thousand years ago, the major heavenly domains began to search for Gan Yuan, and after that, the struggle resumed, until Gan Yuan was completely suppressed hundreds of years ago. But the Shang Qing Divine Realm had long been in great chaos due to the dispute over Dao thoughts. The words used to describe the Four Lords of Gan Yuan in the historical records were all extremely vicious and brutal.
Wei Yunshu’s brow furrowed. She thought back to the silk scroll of the Phoenix Mountain lineage, which recorded two monumental events: “Ancestor Sang Buwei stealing the imperial seal” and “slaying the formless.” She searched the jade slips for any trace of these deeds, but the official histories contained not a single character about “stealing the imperial seal.”
A seed of doubt took root in her heart. Were these records incomplete because they were written by the other five heavenly domains, with no account of the Wu Xiang Heaven’s history? Or had the truth been deliberately expunged?
Conversely, she did find scattered mentions of “Ancestor slaying the formless.” However, the tale was not the one she knew—of “Sword Lord Sang Buwei holding a sword to slay the Emperor Wu Xiang.” Instead, the histories recorded a cryptic, poetic verse: “A sword sunders the Realm of Ruin, shattering the formless Dao body. After yin and yang were parted, the divine maiden’s tears turned to golden sand.”
With a heart full of doubts, Wei Yunshu put aside the official history and turned to find answers in the stories circulating among the people. The story of “slaying the formless” was initially as recorded in the historical records, but slowly, after being embellished, it became a story of Sword Lord Sang Buwei betraying her trust, sneak attacking the Emperor Wu Xiang, and breaking her avatar with a single sword. The true and false were mixed, and all traces were altered beyond recognition. Wei Yunshu rubbed her forehead, wanting to throw away the jade slip several times, but to trace the old events, she suppressed her impatience and spent three days and nights without sleep, roughly reading through the past events recorded in the twenty jade slips.
Finally, Wei Yunshu picked out a book called “Yin Yang Sword Sutra.” Because of the four words “swordsman novel,” she had not looked at it carefully, but because the cover was inscribed with “written by Sang Buwei,” she could not throw this novel away either.
Ancestor Sang Buwei was notorious in the Shang Qing Divine Realm, her crimes heinous. How could the Langhuan Golden Pavilion still have her writings?
Wei Yunshu pursed her lips, her expression cold and stern. She felt a wave of coldness sweep over her, soaking her entire being.
After hesitating for a moment, she finally picked up the “Yin Yang Sword Sutra” and slowly flipped through it.
The protagonist in the book was surnamed Sang and named Que.
After seeing this clearly, Wei Yunshu’s pupils suddenly contracted. The illusion that had been playing out on her also rushed towards her like a flood. The huge waves almost washed away her consciousness.
Que, Buzhou.
After killing the first evil, she got the title Buwei.
Wei Yunshu was very dazed, her hand holding the book suddenly tightening. She forced her heart to calm down and turned the pages one by one with suppressed emotions. The character “Que” had left a very deep mark in her mind. But she did not let herself be overwhelmed by the inexplicable, fluctuating emotions. Her attention became focused, and finally, her obsession with the character “Que” slowly shifted to the “Yin Yang Sword Sutra”! Wei Yunshu suddenly discovered that this was not a pure novel at all, but a sword sutra that truly entrusted the Dao to literature. The “Sang Que” in the book acted heroically, and what she killed was of course not the “ten evils,” but a fictional “chaotic monster.” The “chaotic monster” had no yin or yang, so Sang Que used a single sword to break the chaos, separate yin and yang, and distinguish between clear and turbid, so that the monster would no longer transform into “oneness,” and then “used yin to overcome yang” and “used yang to overcome yin” to eliminate it.
The “non-selves” severed by the Shang Qing Divine Realm were of course not the “primordial chaos.” They were beings that would be worn away by the Realm of Ruin. The demons born from countless non-selves were neither clear nor turbid and could be worn away by the “oneness” of the Realm of Ruin. If there was a divine ability on the sword that could sever the chaos and distinguish yin and yang, could it also separate the clear and turbid in the non-selves and then completely annihilate them with a divine ability? Wei Yunshu’s thoughts were numerous. She flipped through the “Yin Yang Sword Sutra” back and forth and began to deduce the divine ability on the sword that could separate yin and yang. It was not until half a year later that she rushed out of the Tianque Blessed Land, transformed into a streak of escape light, and flew towards the formation gate, heading to the Demon-Hiding Cave to kill the demons.
Outside the Tianque Blessed Land.
Yue Ying looked at that ball of red fierce fire malevolence and stomped her foot. She turned to Yuan Chu, who had been forcibly pulled out by her, and said, “Fellow Daoist Bo has gone again. We came a step too late. It’s really unfortunate.” Although there were many cultivators who could cultivate together in the academy, among them, she still liked to go with Wei Yunshu and Yuan Chu. This time, she was originally prepared to invite the other party to join her in a mission to clear out the Xuan Tian Ji creations, but she didn’t expect to miss her again. “Sister Yuan, you will go with me, right?” Yue Ying looked at Yuan Chu pitifully, her eyes filled with an earnest expectation.
Yuan Chu pondered for a moment and said with a helpless sigh, “True Being Zhaosu of Xuan Qing Mountain is coming to the academy recently.”
Yue Ying showed a look of surprise upon hearing this, “What is she coming for? To take back the created beings?” After the mission to clear out the Xuan Tian Ji creations in Hengjue Mountain was completed, she had not deliberately inquired about the news. But when she traveled with others, she would always hear a little. For example, a certain heavenly domain had been dragging its feet, unwilling to take back the created beings with intelligence, and even suggested that the Wu Xiang Heaven domain directly kill them in the Path-Walking Dao Palace. Their actions were actually understandable. The created beings with intelligence themselves represented a hot potato. They were either imprisoned or killed. The former would attract the attack of Xuan Tian Ji, while the latter would increase the dark energy of the demons in the Demon-Hiding Cave. They hoped that the Wu Xiang Academy could directly solve this matter.
“That created being of hers is a little different,” Yuan Chu pondered for a moment and added, “That created being thinks her name is ‘Zhaoqing’ and has no intention of replacing True Being Zhaosu.”
Yue Ying sneered, “But the created beings with intelligence are ultimately non-selves. They are originally artifacts. Why should they be treated equally? For True Being Zhaosu to pour her feelings into the created beings with intelligence is truly absurd.” True Being Zhaosu was of the same generation as her, but she had entered the Dao two thousand years earlier and had already cultivated to the Xuan Immortal realm. There were many rumors about this one in the Shang Qing Divine Realm, but they were all related to “created beings.” The sect master of Xuan Qing Mountain had given several orders to True Being Zhaosu. True Being Zhaosu had agreed very well, but after returning, she did not act at all. “Among the created beings with intelligence we captured, the one that should be severed the most is her ‘non-self.’ If the six major heavenly domains were to mention which disciples colluded with the created beings, besides Xuan Qing Mountain, I wouldn’t think of any other.” Originally, the predecessor of Xuan Tian Ji was the Xuan Qing Mountain Heavenly Machine Institute. The created beings within were mostly old faces to the cultivators of Xuan Qing Mountain. Once their perception changed, there would be no resistance to accepting Xuan Tian Ji back to Xuan Qing Mountain.
“Sister Yuan, why do you think that every time you sever the ‘non-self,’ your temperament moves?” Yue Ying suddenly asked again. Some people’s temperament moved very subtly, but some were earth-shattering changes. One day they were laughing and talking with you, and the next day they might be glaring at you coldly and even drawing their swords. “Severing the non-self is just cutting off the bad things that affect one’s Dao path. One’s self becomes more and more pure and flawless, but—” Yue Ying was speechless, for a moment not knowing how to continue.
Yuan Chu asked with a smile, “But what?”
Yue Ying shook her head, her brow furrowed, a little dissatisfied with her own thoughts. She said, “Perhaps it’s because the day of breaking through is approaching, and some miscellaneous thoughts have inexplicably arisen. I’ll go and get some more missions to exchange for merit points. When I get the precious medicine, I’ll go into seclusion to cultivate.” Yue Ying quickly put aside that bit of worry, raised her eyebrows, and smiled brightly at Yuan Chu, “Sister Yuan, do you want to go together?”
Yuan Chu politely declined and added, “After True Being Zhaosu arrives at the academy, the disciples of Jade Capital also have to show their faces. I have things to do and it’s not convenient for me to go out.”
“I see—” Yue Ying drew out her tone, very regretful, “If only we could go together.” She actually knew clearly in her heart that there was a deep estrangement and ravine between people. Her master had reminded her many times not to get close to people.
Yuan Chu smiled and did not answer.
True Being Zhaosu coming to the academy was just an excuse, but it didn’t matter. It was enough that Yue Ying was sensible.
The two came to Tianque Blessed Land together, and when they left, one went in one direction.
And at this moment, Wei Yunshu had already passed through the formation gate and arrived at the Demon-Hiding Cave. Her sword energy suddenly rose, and she vaguely sensed that a divine ability on the sword was about to be born. But this was not something that could be comprehended by sitting in a cave dwelling, but had to be tempered through battle. To nurture this divine ability on the sword, after arriving at the Demon-Hiding Cave, she no longer used other divine abilities but purely used her sword to overcome the enemy. The Demon-Hiding Cave was not peaceful. With contact with cultivators, the demons were actually growing. With just one method, it was difficult to subdue the other party.
Wei Yunshu had wanted to use other divine abilities several times, but at that moment, she suppressed the thought again. She had a premonition that if she did not temper the “purity” of the way of the sword at this moment, the divine ability would not be born. She didn’t know how long it had been. On the Taiyi Sword, two auras, one black and one white, suddenly burst forth. The divine ability on the sword was suddenly born, and the three words “Separating Yin and Yang” were reflected in Wei Yunshu’s sea of consciousness! The high-pitched sword energy swept through the Demon-Hiding Cave like a devastating force. After killing the demon, it fell towards that escaping dark energy, instantly cutting it into several wisps of strange energy, which quietly suspended in mid-air. Wei Yunshu flicked her finger, and instantly, a bolt of lightning fell, sweeping away those strange auras.
She nurtured her own “Separating Yin and Yang” divine ability in the Demon-Hiding Cave. Her merit points soared at an extremely fast speed, directly alarming the hall master of the Shangong Hall. The Shangong Hall master hurriedly sent a flying letter to the White Tai Sui, informing her of the anomaly in the Demon-Hiding Cave. The White Tai Sui was not too surprised. When she learned that her master had placed the “Yin Yang Sword Sutra” in the Langhuan Golden Pavilion, she had a premonition.
The White Tai Sui turned her head to look at the blurry white-haired figure in front and sighed with emotion, “She’s advancing very quickly.”
Yuan Chu replied casually, “That was originally written by her.”
“She only wrote half of it back then,” the White Tai Sui paused and said helplessly, “Most of the content was completed by you. She was thinking of researching the Realm of Ruin back then, but before she could get a result, she hit it off with Yun Huai and the others and became a heretic of the Shang Qing Divine Realm. She acted without any restraint later, just following the qi in her heart. In the end, it was all because you spoiled her, right?”
Yuan Chu: “Her heart was originally like this.”
The White Tai Sui was speechless. After a long while, she said, “Then why has she become like this now?” She had received the consciousness of being in the Fu Li Immortal Realm from her foolish sister. Her disgust for that person was even greater than before.
“She is changing, and I am also changing. Isn’t this very normal?” Yuan Chu said dismissively. She turned to look at the White Tai Sui and added, “After coming out of the Demon-Hiding Cave, her cultivation will surely advance further, and she will pluck the Dao fruit and step into the upper realm. Although she does not practice the ‘Severing All Selves’ method, to avoid others seeing through her flaws, she will surely find a Path-Walking Dao Palace. But the Path-Walking Dao Palace is not suitable for her.”
The White Tai Sui hesitated for a while and asked, “Then where is suitable?”
Yuan Chu opened her lips and uttered four words: “The Wu Xiang Dao Palace between illusion and reality.” She did not care about the White Tai Sui’s surprised expression, but drooped her eyelids and said faintly, “But this matter cannot be known to her.”
The White Tai Sui was dazed, looking at Yuan Chu, wanting to speak yet stopping. She knew she could not change the other’s will. Although the avatar and the true self had slightly different emotions, their will was the same. The Emperor’s avatar, no matter how close to people, was still the Emperor. She drooped her head and replied, “Yes.” After a while, she asked again, “How long will your avatar stay in this world? You are, after all, different from the past. After the Fu Li Immortal Realm was cut off, it was not locked by the heavenly order, so it was fine to walk. But this heaven and earth, the repulsive force towards you will only get deeper and deeper.”
Yuan Chu: “Until all her shadows merge.”
Half a year later.
The demons at the Cavern Heaven level in the Demon-Hiding Cave were swept away by Wei Yunshu by more than half. The sharpness on her sword gradually became introverted, and the aura on Wei Yunshu was almost overflowing. After she came out, she went to the Shangong Hall to exchange for cultivation resources and also inquired about the news of the Path-Walking Dao Palace. However, she received a very bad message. There were no empty seats in the Path-Walking Dao Palaces of the nearby cities. In other words, she had to wait for the people in seclusion to come out before she could enter. The short wait was half a year to a year, and the long wait was three to five years. Originally, it was fine for her to suppress her cultivation, but now the Fu Li Immortal Realm was in imminent danger, she could not wait any longer!
“What about other immortal cities?” Wei Yunshu did not give up.
“True Monarch Bo, there are Path-Walking Dao Palaces in other immortal cities, but they may not be suitable for your realm. If you cultivate in them, your foundation may be damaged. Are you willing?” the cultivator sighed softly and added, “I see that fellow Daoist’s bone age is still young. It’s fine to wait for a year or two.”
Wei Yunshu pursed her lips, her cheeks taut, her expression cold and stern. She shook her head and said, “I can’t wait.” After a pause, she added, “Where is the Black Lord? I want to see her.”
“The Black Lord is in seclusion,” the steward looked at Wei Yunshu’s expression. After hesitating a few times, he added, “True Monarch Bo, if you are really in a hurry, allow me to ask the White Lord.”
Wei Yunshu was a little embarrassed. The Little Tai Sui was in the Fu Li Immortal Realm. The White Tai Sui must have known about it. As for their party’s identity, the other party was probably also aware. For her not to stand up and expose them and drive them out of the academy was probably already for the sake of the Little Tai Sui. Now she had to ask her for help, could she get assistance? But besides this, it seemed there was no other way. Composing herself, Wei Yunshu still decided to ask the White Tai Sui through the steward. If it really didn’t work, she would return to the Demon-Hiding Cave and find a mountain cave there to advance! With her mind set, she said to the steward, “Thank you, fellow Daoist.”
The Daoist steward hurried away and returned after two quarters of an hour. She looked at Wei Yunshu and said with a raised eyebrow and a smile, “There’s good news.”
Wei Yunshu tightened her heart and asked anxiously, “Is someone leaving the Path-Walking Dao Palace?”
The Daoist steward shook his head. Seeing Wei Yunshu’s disappointed expression, he smiled and said, “There is a Path-Walking Dao Palace on Dan Mountain, which was originally for the disciples under the White Lord and Black Lord to advance. Since True Monarch Bo is now a disciple under the Black Lord, you can naturally go to that palace to advance. This is the talisman to go to the Dao Palace.” She raised her hand, and a token immediately landed in Wei Yunshu’s palm.
Wei Yunshu lowered her eyes, a little sweat on her palm.
Her face was silent, thinking that hiding in the academy was still living under someone else’s roof.
When would she be able to revive Gan Yuan?
Should she also meet the White Tai Sui?