After I Died My Dao Companion Drowns in Endless Regret Chapter 24

Misty water vapor filled the clear pond, gradually turning it into a hazy expanse.
Wei Yunshu flicked her whisk, retrieving the jade cup from the water. She took a gentle sip, and a clear surge of spiritual energy spread throughout her body. Although Luo Hengjun was a cruel and ruthless beast, he had never deprived Luo Lingfeng of food, clothing, or other necessities. Later, upon arriving at Cloud City, Wei Yunshu wished to offer her everything. Therefore, she was never lacking in good items.
Before Luo Lingfeng could speak again, Wei Yunshu stepped onto the floating stones in the water. In the blink of an eye, she had already glided into the pavilion.
The small pavilion by the pond was not large, accommodating at most two or three people. On the stone table were a charred zither and an incense burner. Wei Yunshu surveyed the surroundings and then took a seat beside Luo Lingfeng, the only empty stone chair.
“True Monarch Luo—” Wei Yunshu was about to bring up the matter of the jade slip, but Luo Lingfeng suddenly turned sideways, her index and middle fingers pressed together, gently covering Wei Yunshu’s soft lips.
Luo Lingfeng’s fingertips were as cool as the water of a deep, secluded pond. The unfamiliar and unexpected touch sent a tremor through Wei Yunshu, as if an electric current had passed through her. She faintly caught the subtle, orchid-like fragrance emanating from Luo Lingfeng. Wei Yunshu was stunned. By the time the breath caressed her face and the fingertips began to move unscrupulously, she abruptly regained her senses and grabbed Luo Lingfeng’s hand. She opened her mouth, met Luo Lingfeng’s deep, dark eyes, but found herself at a loss for words.
“Fellow Daoist Bo, we can discuss other matters later,” Luo Lingfeng chuckled softly, easily breaking free from Wei Yunshu’s grasp. Her gaze shifted, no longer emitting the distant coldness and aloofness of the moon at the edge of the sky, but instead veiled with a startling beauty and alluring charm. As if nothing had happened, she smoothed the wrinkles on her robes, placed her hands on the zither strings, and said with a smile, “Let’s listen to a piece.”
Wei Yunshu pursed her lips and sat upright, as if facing a formidable enemy.
Luo Lingfeng no longer looked at her. She pressed down on a string, and a series of resonant, powerful sword-like cries suddenly erupted. A surge of water abruptly rose in the pond, and the floating stones began to shake violently. Finally, with each increasingly intense note of the zither, they turned into shattered stones, splashing and falling into the pond. The zither music soared, as if thousands of troops were engaging in battle, then transformed into an unstoppable torrent. The killing intent that flowed from the zither music was too dense, as if it were piercing through her internal organs. Amidst the surging cries, Wei Yunshu felt a chill run through her body, as if she had returned to the days when the Cloud Sect disciples were “ambushing” her, intending to kill her. A moment later, the zither music abruptly shifted downwards. The intense battle momentum gradually weakened, and the music turned sorrowful and desolate, like a lone swan circling and lamenting in the vast heavens and earth. The melody had reached its end, but the Wei Yunshu of that time had never heard it.
The upward surging water flowed down heavily, roaring like a waterfall.
Luo Lingfeng flicked her sleeve, and the chaotic pavilion by the lake and the waterfall instantly reverted to their original state.
Wei Yunshu stood in a daze, lost in the lingering resonance of the zither music.
“This piece is called ‘The Path of No Return.’ I didn’t finish it back then, and later added the ending, but it still feels like something is missing,” Luo Lingfeng said slowly, her cold eyes fixed on the still vibrating zither strings. “Fellow Daoist Bo, what are your high opinions?”
The enemy had already fallen into the deep abyss; there was no need to continue this piece. Could it be that she felt the “Cloud Sovereign” was not truly dead? Wei Yunshu thought to herself. Facing Luo Lingfeng’s gaze, which held a hint of inquiry, she said expressionlessly, “I am a rough person from the mountains and do not understand the zither.”
Luo Lingfeng idly plucked the zither strings and said with a slow smile, “What a pity. Fellow Daoist Bo has come here twice because of the zither, and I thought you were a true confidante.”
Once. Wei Yunshu retorted in her heart. This time, she hadn’t heard any sound. The four sides were clearly shielded, and the surging zither music had no possibility of leaking out. However, she did not argue with Luo Lingfeng about this matter. Seeing the other party appear bored, she remembered the main business and asked, “Does True Monarch Luo know where the news about the Taiyi Sword originated?”
“What? You also want to take the Taiyi Sword?” Luo Lingfeng looked at Wei Yunshu and smiled, her icy eyes devoid of any warmth. The pavilion fell silent for a moment, then Luo Lingfeng said casually, “Besides the Luoshui Divine Palace, who else would spread such news?”
Wei Yunshu pondered for a moment and said, “The Taiyi Sword may not necessarily be in the Sunset Burial Mounds.”
“Fellow Daoist Bo’s expression is very certain,” Luo Lingfeng gazed at Wei Yunshu. She leaned to the side, suddenly catching sight of the other party’s defensive posture, as if avoiding snakes and scorpions. The inexplicable eagerness in her heart grew cold again. She reached out and tucked a strand of white hair behind her ear, saying faintly, “Have you received any news?”
Wei Yunshu frowned, feeling annoyed by the cramped space for the first time. Sitting in the pavilion, her entire being seemed to be immersed in Luo Lingfeng’s aura. The familiar past emerged under the temptation, squeezing her nerves inch by inch, making it impossible for her to relax. Yet, she still had to muster her spirits to respond to Luo Lingfeng’s words. She said, “Perhaps I am being overly suspicious.”
“It’s not wrong to be overly suspicious, but if you wait until everything is confirmed to be safe before acting, you should give up early,” Luo Lingfeng chuckled softly. “Do people who play with fire not know that fire is dangerous? It’s simply because they have something they desire.”
Wei Yunshu’s eyes flickered, and she asked again, “Desire what? The Taiyi Sword? A broken True Artifact, it’s probably not worth a Cavern Heaven True Monarch’s special attention, right? Stray cultivators may fight for it, but Cloud City is the foremost immortal sect. You are now its leader; is it necessary for you to risk danger?”
“But it’s the Cloud Sovereign’s sword.” Luo Lingfeng’s expression was unreadable, as if with a touch of emotion. She gazed intently at Wei Yunshu, as if wanting to peer into her very heart, “Haven’t you heard? Anything related to my Dao Companion, I will not allow it to fall into the hands of others.”
Wei Yunshu smiled, her eyes bright and full of spirit. This smile added color to her ordinary face. “True Monarch Luo is truly devoted and righteous.” She said.
“Devoted and righteous?” Luo Lingfeng seemed to have heard a joke. Her expression changed repeatedly. Those unfathomable eyes flashed with a coldness, and she curled her lips, her tone suddenly becoming lingering and seductive, “I have been Dao Companions with the Cloud Sovereign for decades, our hearts are in tune, and we are as close as glue. Naturally, I cannot bear to see her relics scattered throughout the mortal world.”
Wei Yunshu: “…” She calmed her emotions and said, “The world knows that True Monarch is fixated on the Cloud Sovereign’s affairs. If this is used to set a deadly trap, what then?”
Luo Lingfeng said with a half-smile, “Then I will chase after her, and in the underworld, we will be unfortunate lovers.”
Wei Yunshu would not take Luo Lingfeng’s words seriously.
Up to this moment, she vaguely sensed the “madness” that the world spoke of.
After the matter of the Abyssal Vortex was concluded, Luo Lingfeng still had not let go.
“There are so many people in the world who resemble her. Which one will be her true soul vessel?” Luo Lingfeng suddenly said.
Wei Yunshu’s heart skipped a beat.
It was certain that she had not died.
She put on an expression of regret and pity and whispered, “Died by the hands of demons, I fear her true spirit is scattered, and she will not be able to reincarnate. Please accept my condolences, True Monarch.”
Wei Yunshu knew in her heart that all of this was Cloud City’s scheme, unrelated to the evil cultivators.
But since Luo Lingfeng wanted the world to believe that, let it be so.
It didn’t matter how Wei Yunshu died; what mattered was that Wei Yunshu was dead.
Hearing this, Luo Lingfeng’s expression subtly changed. Her gaze suddenly sharpened like a sword, piercing directly at Wei Yunshu.