After I Died My Dao Companion Drowns in Endless Regret Chapter 47

The hazy moonlight illuminated the wilderness. On the Heavenly Star Tablet, characters of the Dao flowed like a vast galaxy, radiating brilliant light.
Ba Xu’s lips curled into a smile. He slowly drew out the jagged bone knife and walked forward with large strides, dragging it along. As a demon, he cultivated body-strengthening techniques that emphasized iron bones and strength. With every step he took forward, the ground trembled violently. He grinned, his gaze fixed on the mysterious stone tablet, and asked with a smile, “What are you doing here? Can’t we sit down and talk?” He appeared nonchalant, as if he hadn’t been the one killing people with his knife just moments ago.
The Nascent Soul Daoist’s adam’s apple bobbed. He looked at the burly and fierce Ba Xu and shivered. His thoughts raced, and after a moment, he smiled and said, “There is a stone tablet here called the Heavenly Star Tablet, which contains the ancient immortal’s legacy methods. The Heavenly Star Tablet is rooted here and cannot be moved. We have come here to comprehend the mysteries of the Heavenly Star Tablet. However, Buzhou Peak, by taking advantage of arriving first, firmly occupies the Heavenly Star Tablet and does not wish for us to study the Daoist methods. Fellow Daoist, do you think Buzhou’s actions are right or wrong?”
Ba Xu raised an eyebrow. He lifted the bone knife and slung it over his shoulder. The surroundings quieted down before his voice rang out, “Oh? There is such a thing?” After a moment, he turned to look at Wei Yunshu and her group and laughed heartily, “Then Buzhou Fellow Daoist is in the wrong. How can you monopolize the Heavenly Star Tablet? This object was left by an ancient immortal and belongs to all cultivators of our Fu Li Immortal Realm. Why should only you be allowed to comprehend it?”
A disciple of Buzhou said coldly, “My senior sister said that the secret technique has flaws and will cause great harm to the Immortal Realm in the future.”
“Who knows if what you’re saying is true?” the rogue cultivator spat, his eyes glinting red.
“Why would we lie to you?” The disciple of Buzhou furrowed his brows, inwardly cursing the stubbornness of these rogue cultivators. He raised his voice, “Our Buzhou has its own profound techniques and marvelous methods. We can pluck Dao fruits. What do we need this ancient cultivation technique for?”
“You Buzhou prevents rogue cultivators from using it, but isn’t it precisely because you fear that rogue cultivators will surpass you great sect disciples?” the rogue cultivator said indignantly.
The disciple of Buzhou was so angered that he almost fell over, cursing these rogue cultivators for being ungrateful. Xie Zhichao listened with a darkened expression. She suddenly turned to the loudly clamoring rogue cultivator and said with a sneer, “With your talent, I’m afraid you’re not qualified.”
Ba Xu listened with great interest. When the noisy clamor subsided, he said, “Interesting. I do want to see this Heavenly Star Tablet.” As soon as his voice fell, a gust of wind stirred. Accompanied by mournful, howling screams, Ba Xu’s figure vanished from his spot, transforming into a swift shadow that shot forward.
Wei Yunshu had not spoken all this while. Her attention had been entirely on Ba Xu. Seeing him make a move, she pushed her whisk forward, unleashing a gust of wind. The white whisk coiled around the cold bone knife in a few breaths. With her left hand, she formed a magic formula and activated her divine ability. Thunder gathered again, and countless electric lights, like swimming dragons and snakes, suddenly descended from the sky. The fury of the thunder was deafening. Heavy clouds like mountains instantly obscured the moonlight.
Ba Xu roared. The bone knife flashed with a pale white light, severing the entwining whisk. A layer of potent aura enveloped him. Amidst a series of cracking sounds, his body suddenly grew taller, from eight feet to twenty feet, like a massive, fierce demon god, glaring down at the ants before him with eyes like copper bells. The thunder struck his body, rumbling ceaselessly. Unfortunately, after one round, it only chipped away a layer of his potent aura. As his cultivation technique circulated, the protective potent aura regrew.
Ba Xu laughed heartily. He no longer lunged towards the Heavenly Star Tablet but made a gesture of sacrificing his bone knife and slashing towards Wei Yunshu. The vertical pupils in his eyes swirled with a dark red, and a dense killing intent surrounded him. The Nascent Soul cultivator also regarded Wei Yunshu as a formidable enemy. After a moment of contemplation, he also activated “Monk in front of the snow,” transforming into a point of white light and striking towards Wei Yunshu. The actions of the two Nascent Soul cultivators were quite grand, stirring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, forming a tide that overturned the heavens and earth. The vigorous qi was like knives, rustling fiercely.
Wei Yunshu raised her eyelids slightly. She had just unleashed an “One Qi Nine Dominance Heavenly Thunder” as a probe and already knew that Ba Xu’s bones were extremely tough and his pervasive potent aura was difficult to erode. With her whisk in one hand, she once again activated the thunder net. The rolling thunder gathered its strength, far more violent and fierce than the previous time. The entire sky was almost transformed into a magnificent purplish-red hue, and after a few breaths, it violently smashed down towards the Nascent Soul Daoist. On the other side, the sun and moon appeared, stars revolved, and Wei Yunshu stood expressionlessly in the light and shadow of the sun and moon, her white clothes ethereal and otherworldly. She reached out and patted, and the Three Lights Dragon Capturing Seal struck towards the elusive bone knife!
Strange faces appeared on the bone knife, emitting sharp cries. However, under the gentle light of the sun and moon, they melted like ice under the scorching sun. Ba Xu saw that the bone knife was difficult to split through the thick light mass, so he retracted his long knife, and said with a half-smile, “Fellow Daoist’s spiritual power is indeed abundant; it seems your foundation is not bad.” Before Wei Yunshu could respond, he stomped on the ground again and roared, using a divine ability to seal off heaven and earth. This divine ability trapped the opponent and himself within the same space. To escape from it, one would need the escape speed of a sword cultivator. There were disciples of Buzhou present, but this person’s actions showed no hint of sword energy. Ba Xu did not believe she had the ability to break out of this space.
After sealing heaven and earth, a strange bloodline emerged from his eyes. A part of his massive body withered, and his once young face became wrinkled, as if he had aged several decades in an instant. He originally had only one horn on his forehead, but spurred by some unknown power, another one grew. Scales attached to half his face, moving silently. Majestic dragon might permeated the air, and chilling dragon roars echoed in this space, overpowering all other sounds. Wei Yunshu looked up, frowning at the dragon shadow that appeared behind Ba Xu.
Ba Xu’s method was called “Borrowing Intent, Manifesting Form.” He had been practicing it since childhood. He had tempered his body in medicinal baths almost day and night to allow it to bear the power of a true dragon. Xiang Jun obtained that dragon bone true artifact, and he was not lacking either, having obtained a drop of true dragon’s residual blood. He had not yet reached the realm of returning to the ancestral state, but by borrowing the divine ability of “Borrowing Intent, Manifesting Form,” he could temporarily gain the power of a true dragon, which was achievable.
On the other side, the soot-covered Nascent Soul cultivator saw that Ba Xu had even used this divine ability and knew he was determined to kill the enemy. His eyes flickered, and he shouted, “Fellow Daoist, I’ve come to help you.” “Monk in front of the snow” flew out, transforming into a massive brush, sketching a faint shadow in mid-air. Ba Xu didn’t even spare a glance at the Nascent Soul cultivator and attacked Wei Yunshu. The two attacked from front and back, stirring up vigorous qi and waves of energy, surging like the tide.
Wei Yunshu took a deep breath, her eyes stern. She knew that Ba Xu’s potent aura was extremely difficult to penetrate, so she shifted her focus to the Nascent Soul rogue cultivator.
A chilling cold surged into the Nascent Soul cultivator’s heart, giving him an ominous premonition. Amidst the rumbling explosions, he activated his escape light, wanting to flee Wei Yunshu’s thunderous domain. But his escape speed was not fast enough. He only heard a loud bang, and countless fine cracks appeared on the large brush he had pointed out. Streaks of pale white light seeped from the brush, tearing the cracks wider and wider, until they finally collapsed completely. As his vital energy circulated, the fragments of the bone brush were swept up and carried into the air, then transformed into white dust, scattering and falling.
The Nascent Soul Daoist’s face lost all color. He looked at his palm and saw that “Monk in front of the snow” had completely turned into dust. The light of the sun and moon pursued him. He was shaken by that immense force, his escape light completely shattered, and he himself was flung out, crashing heavily onto the ground. He looked up and saw Wei Yunshu flying rapidly towards him on her escape light, completely ignoring the dragon tail sweeping across behind her! That was a dragon tail, and once swept by it, he would surely be broken and bone-shattered! He had already been injured, and now he was clutching his chest and vomiting blood. But how dare he stay in place? He barely managed to urge his Nascent Soul, trying to escape again with his light. However, the heaven and earth here had already been sealed by Ba Xu, leaving no way to go! Just as he struggled to stand up, a colossal force descended, pressing him down so that he couldn’t move. His expression immediately turned extremely unsightly.
“Fellow Daoist, you intend to kill me even at the cost of mutual destruction, is that it?” he gritted out, his voice filled with hatred.
Wei Yunshu frowned, looking calmly at the Nascent Soul Daoist. It was not that she insisted on killing him, but that he refused to take a step back. That cultivation technique was too bizarre. If it were to spread throughout Fu Li Immortal Realm, who knew what chaos it would cause? The whistling sound behind her vibrated in her eardrums. The light on her Dharma robe vibrated, but the flowing protective aura could not block the sweeping dragon tail. But Wei Yunshu didn’t care at all. With a backhand strike, she unleashed a “Three Lights Dragon Capturing Seal,” and then slapped the Nascent Soul Daoist’s crown gate with her palm, killing him. However, this rogue cultivator was not an evil cultivator. Wei Yunshu glanced at his escaping primordial spirit and did not pursue him to the death. After reincarnation, he would become a non-self.
Behind her, the Three Lights shattered, and the sun, moon, and stars withered. After all the light beams disappeared, the four directions plunged into boundless darkness. Only vaguely could one see a pair of dragon eyes like burning candles, and a blurry silhouette. After sealing heaven and earth, the difficulty of returning by moonlight had increased. Wei Yunshu did not want to gamble on this possibility. She flicked her finger and threw out several magic artifacts. After a series of teeth-grinding collision sounds, the magic artifacts shattered one after another.
“Fellow Daoist, why resist in vain? Why not simply become an adornment on my bone knife?” Ba Xu laughed, arrogant and unrestrained. Dragon roars echoed, and the dragon tail swept down. After its momentum was blocked, it suddenly shook again, charging like a torrent. And the bone knife also slashed down, the dragon shadow reappearing. The pale white light cut a stark white trail in the darkness, dispelling some of the ink-like blackness. Ever since he mastered the “Borrowing Intent, Manifesting Form” divine ability, he had been invincible. Even his elder brother was reluctant to fight him. At this moment, looking at the female cultivator in the darkness, a smug smile appeared on his lips.
This secret realm was not supposed to be his turn. After all, on the surface, all resources would be inclined towards the “Young Master.” If you wanted more, you had to find your own way. He had only recently emerged from seclusion, and his managed influence was not as great as his elder brother’s. However, after the incident in Luoshui Divine Palace, the Luo family, who was close to his elder brother, fell, and most of the demon cultivators sent there were slaughtered. Under the pressure of the elders of the Dragon Palace, his elder brother had no choice but to go into seclusion for self-reflection. He seized the opportunity to catch up and get a chance. If that matter succeeded, the position of “Young Master” would be uncertain.
The vigorous qi was strong, and the waves swept across.
Outside the sealed heaven and earth, the battle was equally fierce and perilous. In terms of numbers, the disciples of Buzhou were fewer, but those who could be accepted into Buzhou and receive its orthodox inheritance were all skilled. If it were just peers, even doubling the numbers would not matter. However, after Wei Yunshu and the others disappeared, another Nascent Soul realm demon cultivator from Dustless Sea arrived. Xie Zhichao was greatly alarmed and struggled to hold on with the disciples of Buzhou. If it were a normal battle, they could escape, but the “Heavenly Star Tablet” was still here, and they had to guard it at all costs.
Fierce demonic light swept towards them, and another disciple’s Dharma robe was stained with blood, his sword light shattered. Even if he was managed to be rescued, he would have no hope of following the Cultivation path in the future. “Junior Brother!” Xie Zhichao hated deeply, gritting her teeth, “You all go first!” Among the Buzhou disciples who entered the secret realm, there were many Nascent Soul cultivators. If they could find them, they could resolve the predicament before the Heavenly Star Tablet.
The short and stout demon cultivator had transformed from a Dragon Carp, with two flowing long whiskers at the corners of his mouth. He grinned at Xie Zhichao and her group, his eyes shining with fierce light. He roared, “Want to leave? I’m afraid it won’t be that easy!” With that, a magic artifact shaped like a wine pot flew out of his sleeve. As he tilted it forward, a current of water surged down, transforming into a murky yellow river, accompanied by gusts of sinister wind. A layer of filth that eroded spiritual light coated the Dharma swords of the Buzhou disciples.
The demon cultivator was barbaric. If he were merely seeking opportunities in the secret realm, he would never act so ruthlessly. Their appearance was like they were in the secret realm to kill! This thought emerged, and Xie Zhichao broke out in a cold sweat. She gritted her teeth and wielded her Spring and Autumn Saber, carrying a chilling blade energy, a move called “Heaven Opening, Transforming into Great Primordial Origin!” A vast yellow river stirred up a surge of waves, seeming to be split in two, but instantly closed up again. The Dragon Carp’s eyes rolled around, took a deep breath, and after a few breaths, exhaled forward. A beam of dark light instantly shot towards Xie Zhichao! Seeing it break through the layers of saber energy and approach, a wisp of black shadow shot out like lightning. With a crisp clang, the dark light shattered.
Xie Zhichao’s heart trembled with lingering fear. Looking at the unharmed Little Tai Sui before her, she exclaimed in disbelief, “How are you here?” Why didn’t Fellow Daoist Bo put the little mountain sparrow in the spiritual beast pouch?
Little Tai Sui tilted its head to look at Xie Zhichao. It disliked the dark heaven and earth, and Ba Xu’s techniques could not trap it. It folded its wings and landed on Xie Zhichao’s head, its golden eyes rolling as if looking for excitement everywhere.
After the dark light shattered, the Dragon Carp felt a pain in its heart. It was a beam of mysterious light refined with its own scales mixed with heavenly treasures, connected to its mind and soul. It had originally thought it was just a magic artifact, but upon closer inspection, it realized it was a mountain sparrow with extremely low cultivation. How could this small, dark little thing block the mysterious light? Had it obtained something beneficial in the secret realm? The Dragon Carp’s thoughts raced like lightning. It ignored everyone else and channeled its spiritual power, transforming into a claw and reaching towards Xie Zhichao and Little Tai Sui.
Little Tai Sui sensed the danger, its feathers standing on end, chirping erratically.
Xie Zhichao’s heart suddenly sank. Although Little Tai Sui’s body was impervious to blades and spears, its cultivation was insufficient, and its divine abilities were few, making it easier to be captured! It had already formed a bond with Fellow Daoist Bo, meaning it was part of their Buzhou Peak. They could not let it fall into the hands of this demon race. Xie Zhichao pursed her lips, her expression chillingly cold. The Spring and Autumn Saber was suddenly covered with more and more defiled light, even encroaching on her spiritual power through the spiritual energy. But she had to strike again! The “Spring and Autumn Saber” evolves into “Great Primordial Origin,” and “Great Primordial Origin” transforms into “Primordial Beginning”—the three realms of the “Heaven Opening Scroll” all appeared at once. Countless saber lights burst forth, finally converging to form a giant saber, slashing towards the Dragon Carp.
The claw shattered under the saber light. The Dragon Carp grunted, used a magic formula, and the yellow river surged upwards, instantly engulfing the cold, shining saber light. A mournful howl arose. Within the murky yellow river, countless skulls seemed to float, mouths agape, chewing the vast saber energy with crackling sounds. As the saber light gradually dimmed, a bizarre and unfathomable white bone apparition emerged above the yellow river. Its eyes were hollow, but as the Dragon Carp channeled its spiritual power, two clusters of green fire blazed in its eyes, as if capable of capturing souls.
Xie Zhichao’s scalp tingled, and she muttered, “Not good.” She shouted loudly, “Guard your heart and mind!” But it was too late. Those cultivators with slightly lower cultivation, once covered by the green light of the white bone apparition, their faces became extremely sluggish, like walking corpses. After losing their self-awareness, these cultivators were controlled by the Dragon Carp and made to slaughter each other. Among them were disciples of Buzhou, but more were rogue cultivators. Although Xie Zhichao was fighting them fiercely, seeing such a scene still sent a chill through her heart. However, her cultivation method lacked any divine ability to awaken the cultivators.
The smell of blood floated in the wind. The Dragon Carp looked at them and laughed heartily. Suddenly, a clear zither melody, like a sharp sword, swept away the howling cries. The white bone apparition turned, its green fire burning even brighter. It gazed directly towards the direction of the zither music, but saw the zither music transform into blades, pressing down like a fierce, torrential rain. In the blink of an eye, the white bone apparition vanished into smoke, and the murky river that had been flowing noisily suddenly divided into several tributaries, suspended in mid-air.
The Dragon Carp’s smile froze on its lips. It roared, “Who?” and urged the yellow river to gather again. The zither music did not stop. The cultivators whose minds had been stolen gradually recovered their consciousness, their hearts filled with lingering fear. They all looked towards the sky, but could only glimpse a hazy figure.
Xie Zhichao pursed her lips, a vague guess forming in her mind.
The Dragon Carp’s complexion turned as dark as water. Its figure flashed, and it landed on the murky river. Looking at the figure stepping out from the bright light, its eyes revealed a mixture of hatred and apprehension. It bowed, and before it could speak, several drops of dark, ink-like abyssal heavy water were cast upon its body. Its expression changed drastically, and it immediately urged the yellow river to counter. However, the suddenly surging yellow river, upon contact with the abyssal heavy water, seemed to be absorbed by some power. The spiritual energy contained within was instantly drained, transforming into ordinary water that fell from the air. The few drops of abyssal heavy water, however, became active and plunged into the murky flow, tumbling around. The Dragon Carp was both shocked and enraged, knowing it was no match for the opponent. It turned around, intending to flee.
However, after fleeing only a short distance, it heard a clear, cold laugh from behind: “Fellow Daoist, where are you going?”
The Dragon Carp suppressed its anger and turned its head to see dozens of drops of abyssal heavy water rubbing against each other in mid-air, sparking streaks of lightning and emitting crackling sounds. The imposing pressure, before even being released, already weighed down on its body like a mountain, making it feel extremely strained. “What does True Monarch Luo intend to do?” it asked Luo Lingfeng expressionlessly, its voice cold.
Luo Lingfeng looked at the Dragon Carp with a smile that was not quite a smile, and answered the question indirectly, “I heard that among the aquatic races of the Dragon Palace, the Dragon Carp lineage values kinship and offspring the most.”
The Dragon Carp’s face turned ashen, like a storm gathering. It had already received news that the elite descendants of its clan had been ordered killed by Luo Lingfeng! It was determined to avenge this hatred, but not now. “What does True Monarch Luo mean?” It suppressed its anger but couldn’t suppress the sharpness in its words.
Luo Lingfeng smiled and said, “Naturally, I’m helping your family reunite.” With a wave of her hand, the abyssal heavy water simultaneously smashed towards the Dragon Carp, like a long, ink-colored dragon. The Dragon Carp originally didn’t want to fight Luo Lingfeng, but reaching this point, it had no choice but to face it. It roared in rage, directly transforming into its original form. A ten-zhang-long Dragon Carp appeared in mid-air, its dark golden scales glinting coldly under the moonlight. It had already grown dragon horns, but its abdomen was curled with four masses that had not yet transformed into dragon claws, clearly indicating it was still some distance from achieving dragon form. Luo Lingfeng laughed heartily upon seeing this. She didn’t look back at the scattered cultivators standing by the Heavenly Star Tablet, but shouted loudly, “I invite everyone to eat fresh fish slices!” With that, cold light erupted from her zither, and a long sword, radiant as water, appeared in her hand.
In just a few breaths, scales and flesh fell through the air, like a bloody rain.
The unprepared cultivators were doused head to toe. They looked up at the Dragon Carp, its scales and horns broken, its appearance tragic, and couldn’t help but shudder.
A disciple of Buzhou sighed with emotion, “True Monarch Luo of Cloud City is truly remarkable.”
Xie Zhichao’s emotions were complicated. She pursed her lips and responded, “Indeed.” She inexplicably remembered the events in Sunset Burial Mounds. True Monarch Luo had an inexplicable obsession with Fellow Daoist Bo, yet she had never revealed her true appearance before her. Could it be that Fellow Daoist Bo… was actually Cloud Sovereign? Xie Zhichao thought for a moment, then shook her head, dismissing the jumbled thoughts. Regardless of the past, Fellow Daoist Bo was now an elder of their Buzhou Peak and had no connection to Cloud City.
In a cascade of brilliant sword light, the Dragon Carp’s wails echoed through heaven and earth.
On the other side, there were chilling dragon roars. Hidden in the shadows was a ferocious, colossal creature, occasionally revealing a scale or claw under the reflection of the sun and moon. The smug smile on Ba Xu’s face disappeared. He stared intently at the white-robed figure and said coldly, “Fellow Daoist’s foundation is not bad; you can actually last this long.” His “Borrowing Intent, Manifesting Form” divine ability consumed a lot of power. Although he had a strong body to support it, if this continued, its power would only diminish! He took a deep breath, his eyes completely beast-like, cold and distant, like a long worm hiding in the darkness. He hadn’t wanted to use that divine ability. That divine ability had a drawback: once used, his own power would be completely depleted. However, he carried a great medicinal pill that could restore half his strength, which would be enough to deal with Golden Core cultivators once he got out.
Ba Xu quickly made his decision. His figure merged with the dragon shadow, directly unleashing the “Soaring Dragon in the Sky” divine ability! This small space was instantly occupied by a true dragon! Wei Yunshu’s eyes narrowed, and a beam of light suddenly shot out from between her brows. She no longer hesitated, reached out and grabbed, instantly holding the “Taiyi Sword” in her hand! As sword intent was unleashed, the entire field was filled with golden light, like falling stars! The brilliant galaxy moved with the sword intent, and everything else was repelled by the dazzling sword light!
Taiyi Sword!
Ba Xu had never expected such a scene, and his heart was instantly filled with panic! Having seen too many people who resembled Cloud Sovereign, he no longer felt vigilant, equating the other party with Cloud Sovereign! That’s right, even with the Taiyi Sword, it might not be Cloud Sovereign; perhaps she obtained it by chance. Ba Xu comforted himself like this, but when the dazzling sword light struck, he only knew that his lingering hope had completely vanished. The surging momentum that had risen to the heavens, almost operating at its maximum power, was held steady by the falling sword energy of the Three Lights, leaving it nowhere to escape. The Dragon Carp’s eyes, like burning candles, reflected countless brilliant sword lights, and Ba Xu’s mind was completely captivated. The sword light struck the dragon’s body, eliciting a tragic cry of pain, and dragon blood spilled, winding into a river.
Just as the brilliant light was about to sever the dragon’s head, a golden light suddenly appeared on Ba Xu’s body. A palm appeared out of thin air and forcefully shattered the sword light. At the same time, an angry roar rang out, “Who dares to kill my son?!” It was the protective jade talisman left by the Dragon Lord on Ba Xu that had taken effect. The palm and the sword light dissipated together, the small world shattered, and Ba Xu returned to his human form, crashing down from mid-air, his body covered in blood. Wei Yunshu stood tall in the wind, holding the Taiyi Sword, her robes fluttering.
“Tai… Taiyi?” a very light voice echoed, and the world suddenly fell silent.