After I Died My Dao Companion Drowns in Endless Regret Chapter 84

Beyond the Great Wall of the Northern Continent, dark clouds obscured the sun, hinting at an approaching storm.
The window casement creaked open and shut in the strong wind. Scrolls on the desk fluttered, their brush pens swaying in the gusts.
Yan Danwo sat on a meditation cushion, her face expressionless, holding a jade slip with news from Cloud City.
In the past two years, four great families in Cloud City had fallen, their disciples scattered, throwing the floating islands into chaos. The city had fallen entirely into Luo Lingfeng’s hands. Luo Lingfeng had done something seemingly insane: she opened Cloud City’s treasuries to the public, encouraging those with ambition to reach higher realms. The great families were unwilling, but the rising powers saw this great upheaval as an opportunity to become new influential clans. Regardless of their intentions, they all rejected the Wu Shi Sect and could be considered allies.
Chi Fengchao tiptoed into the room and bowed to Yan Danwo, “Teacher.”
“You’ve arrived,” Yan Danwo said warmly, looking at her favored disciple. “A large batch of cultivation resources is being sent from Cloud City. Lead some people to escort it. Don’t let demons ambush them.” She mentioned that the five great demons of the Northern Continent had not acted excessively. Instead, day after day, they piled the corpses of evil cultivators from the Corridor of Sins outside the Great Wall, silently expressing their “loyalty.” Conversely, within the passes, especially near the Southern Continent, many cultivators appeared, claiming to “save the Divine Lords.” They directly targeted the Great Wall, causing much annoyance. If they learned of the cultivation resources from Cloud City, they would surely try to intercept them midway.
Chi Fengchao respectfully replied, “Yes.” She paused, then added, “Earlier, fellow daoists from the Chongxu Sect brought many collateral disciples from the five great families of Cloud City. They wish to slay demons. Should we incorporate them into the ranks?”
Yan Danwo said, “If they are willing to fight together, do not mind their origins.” The great families’ strongholds had been wiped out. Without their family backing, these disciples were no different from ordinary sect disciples. If they wished to return to their past lives, they could only follow their ancestors’ path once more.
Chi Fengchao understood and withdrew respectfully.
Not long after she left, Yan Danwo also stood up and paced to the window to close it. But as she was about to shut the two panels, a stronger, fiercer wind gusted directly into her face. Yan Danwo loosened her grip, her eyes darkening slightly. A mournful howl echoed from afar, carrying a burnt scent. Yan Danwo looked up. Outside the Great Wall, the pile of evil cultivator corpses suddenly erupted into boundless flames, behind which a whale skeleton seemed to move slowly in the shadows. Yan Danwo frowned and slammed the window shut.
Clang! Clang! Clang! A series of sharp sounds exploded on the golden palace of Mount Buzhou. The talismans carved into the crevices extinguished, and the suppression formation that enveloped the entire hall gradually dissolved. A moment later, the sound of a surging tide arose, and a red figure strode out from the grandly opened palace doors. With a flick of her sleeve, she transformed into a streak of escape light and soared into the heavens.
After the secret realm incident, Luo Lingfeng had stayed at Mount Buzhou for a period, so she naturally recognized Wei Yunshu’s dwelling. As she emerged from the palace, she headed straight for Wei Yunshu’s residence without hesitation. With her cultivation, she could easily blast open the firmly shut stone door, but as the Abyssal True Water surged, a hesitation suddenly arose deep within her heart. Slowly exhaling a breath of turbid air, she flicked her finger. The Abyssal True Water scattered like ink spots onto the hem of her clothes, and the overwhelming ferocity instantly dissipated.
As Luo Lingfeng hesitated, the stone door suddenly opened. The luminous pearls embedded in the walls illuminated the mountain path. Luo Lingfeng no longer delayed and stepped inside. She walked quickly, her robes billowing, as if something were chasing her. Before long, she reached the suddenly spacious cave. Looking up, she saw Wei Yunshu sitting cross-legged on a stone bed, meditating.
Luo Lingfeng rubbed her forehead, memories of their past arguments here still vivid. Her expression shifted several times, and finally, she smiled slightly, speaking gently forward, “Wei Yunshu.”
Wei Yunshu opened her eyes and rose from the stone couch. With a sweep of her sleeve, a stone table and stools with tea sets instantly appeared in the cave. After saying, “Sit,” she picked up the spiritual tea, imbued with spiritual essence, and poured it into the white porcelain cups with fluid movements. Given Luo Lingfeng’s personality, she would find it strange if she didn’t come looking for her. This was good; before the real decisive battle, they could resolve that hopeless love affair that had already reached its conclusion.
“Can you tell me all your hidden plans?” Wei Yunshu spoke first.
Luo Lingfeng remained silent. She couldn’t let her schemes be known, especially to Wei Yunshu. After a long pause, she finally said, “Wei Yunshu, I—”
“Stop. I don’t want to hear it. You see, this is as far as we can go.” As Luo Lingfeng began to speak, Wei Yunshu interrupted her with a look of weariness. She lowered her eyelids, her fingers stroking the teacup, and said slowly, “Actually, what I wanted to say, I already said before, but you refused to listen. So now, I will say it one more time.”
Luo Lingfeng’s face instantly turned pale, and a foreboding premonition stirred deep within her. She desperately wished Wei Yunshu would swallow the words she hadn’t finished saying. Her emotions churned, and she tried to drink tea to calm the restlessness and unease in her heart. But her fingertips had barely touched the teacup when a bit of her uncontrolled spiritual energy spilled out, causing the teacup to shatter into pieces! Tea water meandered across the stone table, dripped from the corners, and soaked Luo Lingfeng’s clothes.
With a bang, Wei Yunshu didn’t even bat an eyelid. She didn’t look at Luo Lingfeng and spoke the words she had thought countless times in her heart: “The way you look at me makes me very sad. You assigned me a wrong motive, and no matter what I did afterward, it was all to please you, all feigned hypocrisy. But later, I realized, after experiencing so many painful things, it’s understandable that you built an impenetrable defense. Coupled with the influence of the Tai Sui Golden Sand, it’s already good that you didn’t completely descend into the demonic path.”
“It’s true that I said I never hated you, and I don’t hate you at all. But that doesn’t mean we can go back to how we were. It’s impossible for us to say we owe each other nothing. But now, I don’t see the point of continuing this entanglement. ‘Better to forget each other in the wild than to be together in misery.’ What do you think?”
Wei Yunshu’s voice was too calm, and a chill rose from the depths of her being. Luo Lingfeng felt a growing sense of panic, as if she couldn’t grasp anything. She didn’t want this, she was unwilling! As soon as she understood what she was doing, she had already risen lightning-fast and reached out, gripping Wei Yunshu’s wrist. The Heavenly Imprisonment Lock glowed with golden light, and the clashing chains made clear, crisp jingling sounds. Luo Lingfeng felt dizzy, a faint reddish glow flickering in her lowered eyes. She did nothing more, instead releasing her hand and slowly sitting back down. “You still have reservations,” Luo Lingfeng’s voice held a touch of sorrow.
“I am not a saint, and you cannot become one,” Wei Yunshu said calmly. “Compared to heading towards a worse ending later, stopping here is better for both of us.” The return of her “Sacred Heart” made a normal conversation with Luo Lingfeng possible. Her gaze was dark and deep, filled with a thousand emotions, yet none showed on her face, as if she were a jade statue without any feelings.
“What kind of ‘worse’?” Luo Lingfeng asked stubbornly. Her heart was tangled with a dense knot of threads, making it difficult to unravel.
Wei Yunshu did not reply. The matter of the Fu Li Immortal Realm remained unresolved, and their side had no guaranteed victory. She didn’t know if she even had a future. Separation by life and death were both painful. The cave was silent. The two sat facing each other across the stone table, neither speaking, only the sound of their breathing filling the space. After a long while, Wei Yunshu spoke again, “The Fu Li Immortal Realm is in chaos. Within, there is the Luoshui Divine Palace and the Wu Shi Sect. Outside, there are the five Primordial demons, not to mention the divine realm above, which covets this territory.”
Luo Lingfeng: “Mm.” A crimson flame suddenly ignited in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said, “I will kill them all.” Before Wei Yunshu could reply, Luo Lingfeng added in a hoarse voice, “Will you tell me what ‘worse’ means then?”
Wei Yunshu asked, “What do you want?” She looked up at Luo Lingfeng, her eyes showing a hint of confusion. “Do you want to go back to those difficult but happy times? Or do you want to return to the polite coexistence in Cloud City? What do you want to gain from me?”
Luo Lingfeng’s expression returned to calm. She said softly, “You are the only one in my life.”
Wei Yunshu smiled, a smile tinged with the weariness and exhaustion of passion burning into cold ashes. “The zither piece you finished is called ‘The Road of No Return,’ isn’t it? Can you play it for me again?” As this sentence fell, Luo Lingfeng’s already pale face became even paler. Her lips moved, wanting to retort, but she couldn’t utter a single word. The heart pushed back into her chest beat wildly, as if trying to escape from the unhealed wound. She gazed at Wei Yunshu, trembling uncontrollably, and finally, with a sweep of her hand, produced the zither named “Juexian”.
The zither strings were suddenly struck, and the atmosphere in the cave became oppressively, unnervingly quiet. Wei Yunshu slightly closed her eyes. The despair of being on the verge of death felt as distant as a past life. The heart-wrenching desolation and sorrow would eventually fade with time, leaving nothing behind. She lightly flicked her sleeve, placing the Taiyi Sword on her lap. Her fingertips gently plucked the sword, harmonizing with the rhythm of “The Road of No Return,” as if listening to someone else’s story. After a long while, the zither music abruptly stopped. Wei Yunshu chuckled briefly and said, “If I had died then, and you were only left with the satisfaction of achieving your goals, that would have been fine.”
Luo Lingfeng’s chest heaved violently. She slammed her right hand onto the zither and stood up abruptly. She had so many words she wanted to say, but by the time they reached her lips, she didn’t know how to continue. She also began to think of “what if,” but where were so many “what ifs” in the world?! “Wei Yunshu—” Luo Lingfeng finally heard her own voice, her hoarse tone completely unlike her own. She asked, “Do you still love me?” The moment the words left her lips, Luo Lingfeng felt frozen, her breathing and heartbeat stopping in an instant. In the time it took to wait for an answer, she stood motionless like a sculpture.
Wei Yunshu remained silent for a moment, then hoarsely uttered four words: “It doesn’t matter anymore.”
Luo Lingfeng’s shoulders began to tremble, the movement gradually becoming more pronounced.
The more she tried to restrain herself, the less she could control it.
But the emotion that threatened to burst out of her body was ultimately not released. She forcefully suppressed the demonic obstacle that had plagued her for years and looked up at Wei Yunshu, saying very calmly, “I understand.” Her expression was blank as she stood up, put away the Juexian zither, and walked out without a word. Just before leaving, she turned to glance at Wei Yunshu and said, “I’m sorry. I will repay you.” Without waiting for Wei Yunshu’s reply, she left without looking back. A faint golden-red pattern, originating from her collarbone, appeared and then silently cracked.
After Luo Lingfeng left, Wei Yunshu woodenly rose. The stone table and stools instantly turned to dust and scattered across the floor.
Blood dripped from her fingertips, and a pervasive chill emanated from her. After a long time, she closed her eyes and suppressed the boiling, surging emotions that were like a flood.
“This is the last time,” she murmured to herself. Let her be the heartless one who wielded the sharp sword to sever everything, so that in the future, there would be no longing, no need for longing.
In the Wu Shi Sect of the Southern Continent.
Six misty projections of cultivators appeared simultaneously, each occupying a bronze table, their expressions solemn.
“Cloud City opened its treasuries, half of which went to the Great Wall. Several Nascent Soul cultivators from my sect, Xiaohan Mountain, intercepted them but encountered a strange beast, and all were annihilated,” Wen Xianren said, his expression grim.
“If Luo Lingfeng completely sides with Buzhou, then the situation will not be very advantageous for us,” Tang Wentian added. Currently, no one in the Luoshui Divine Palace was confident of achieving the Cavern Heaven realm. In total, there were only six people who had truly reached that level. With the addition of Luo Lingfeng and Phoenix Lord to Buzhou, their numbers were now on par with theirs. “Are the five great demons of the Northern Continent not preparing to make a move? Can a single person possessing a Dao artifact intercept five immortal and unkillable Cavern Heaven realms?” Tang Wentian’s tone was full of suspicion by the end.
Daoist Wan Ling shook his head. “That Dao artifact grown on the Great Wall is specifically designed to impede those five. It’s different from ordinary Dao artifacts. For us, it’s merely a defensive Dao artifact, but for the five, it’s different.” He also mentioned that they had been ordered to bring down a Dao artifact and had managed to send it to the Northern Continent. Unfortunately, the Dao artifact was not an offensive weapon, it had been forged in haste, and they had only given one to the Northern Continent. He didn’t understand the Supreme One’s thoughts. Was he so wary that he was unwilling to bestow more Dao artifacts upon them? Or did he trust their strength? Or did he have another plan?
Wen Xianren’s eyes glinted with cold light. “Then we should find a way to break through the Dao artifact, shouldn’t we?” He actually didn’t quite understand why the Wu Shi Sect was acting in the Southern Continent. It seemed to him that the Northern Continent’s Great Wall was the key. If they went to the Great Wall, even if Buzhou came to intercept them, as long as they destroyed the Dao artifact first, the five great demons could become their allies, which was more worthwhile than occupying the Southern Continent.
Daoist Wan Ling glanced at Wen Xianren and didn’t respond. They called those five great demons the “Five Divine Lords” who created heaven and earth, but no one knew better than them what those things actually were. Even the Supreme Beings in the upper realm were unwilling to touch them, so they didn’t want to interact too much either. Besides, as long as the spiritual vein was broken, the techniques attached to the four great spiritual veins would naturally be resolved. By then, his cultivation would soar above the Cavern Heaven realm, and why would he need to worry about mere Cavern Heaven realm cultivators? In fact, time would make their advantage clear, but what they lacked most was time. Daoist Wan Ling fell into a dilemma.
Silence descended upon the hall for a moment as everyone awaited the answers from the two envoys from the Shang Qing Divine Realm. Daoist Wan Ling remained silent, while Wen Baixian smiled cheerfully and changed the subject, “Even if the numbers are equal, we will not lose. Don’t forget, we have two Dao artifacts. Besides that, there is another thing we can utilize.”
Dragon Lord was eager for a fight; the fire in his heart could not be extinguished. He abruptly turned to look at Wen Baixian and said impatiently, “What thing?”
Wen Baixian’s gaze turned cold, and he uttered two words: “Blood Thorns.” These things, born from the Chaos Tree, had no discernible roots and couldn’t be expelled at all. A considerable number of disciples from the Luoshui Divine Palace were tied down there. But since the blood thorns could restrain the cultivators of the Luoshui Divine Palace, they could naturally trap Buzhou’s swordsmen. In the midst of countless blood thorns, even the sword escape technique might not be able to be utilized. “I heard there was once an abyss that led directly to the spiritual vein there? Wouldn’t it be convenient to directly enter and set up rituals there?” Originally, the Luoshui Divine Palace had a passage to the lower spiritual vein, but it required the joint effort of the four great elder families of the Divine Palace. However, the Luoshui lineage had been slaughtered, and the only remaining young one understood nothing. They could only proceed step by step. At first, they had considered the Hundred Slaughter Earth Abyss, but the blood thorns were truly troublesome, so they had to give up that idea.
Wen Xianren hesitated, “Those blood thorns are extremely powerful. It will be very difficult to get a large number of disciples to enter the Hundred Slaughter Earth Abyss to set up altars and rituals.”
“Naturally, it’s not about really setting up rituals,” Wen Baixian glanced at Wen Xianren and smiled. “It’s just to lure disciples from Buzhou.”
Tang Wentian frowned. “My disciples are also uncomfortable in the blood thorns.”
“It’s fine, Daoist Wan Ling has a method,” Wen Baixian said, glancing at Daoist Wan Ling with a smile.
Daoist Wan Ling was somewhat displeased, but he couldn’t undermine Wen Baixian at this moment. With a sweep of his sleeve, hundreds of white feathers floated in the air. He said indifferently, “On these light feathers, I have placed a divine ability of mine, named ‘Light Feather Immeasurable.’ Carrying them will reduce the influence of the blood thorns. However, the spiritual energy required needs to be provided by the holder themselves.” In battle, timing and terrain both played a role. Even if the battlefield was unfavorable to oneself, if it was even more unfavorable to the enemy, it became an advantage.
Wen Baixian said slowly, “If everyone has no objections, then we will proceed as planned.”
At this moment.
In the obscured region of the Northern Continent, on the whale skeleton, countless fresh bloodstains were spilled, leaving indelible, grim scars. The sky crackled with lightning, and under the fiery beams, the Dharma Manifestations of the five Primordial demons faintly appeared.
“Truly incompetent, only good at causing trouble,” Ji Jun’s voice boomed, laced with anger. He clearly hadn’t recovered from the defeat in the Dustless Sea.
“Demons are unreliable,” Yong He giggled. “They only sent some juniors to make a fuss. When will we be able to cross the Great Wall?”
Ji Jun sneered, “It’s fine for us to say this, but Sister Yong He, do you have such troubles?”
Yong He’s expression changed slightly, and she said angrily with a cold face, “What do you mean?”
“I don’t trust them. I don’t want to wait anymore.” The headless Venerable Rahu, held in his mind, turned his head towards Yong He and opened his lips. “Sister, you have so many avatars. Why not mobilize all of them to attack the Great Wall?”
Yong He frowned. “You are ruining my cultivation completion.”
Ji Jun said dismissively, “You can cultivate it again later.”
As Yong He was about to retort, a talisman suddenly rose from the whale skeleton. Yong He’s eyes flashed, and she snatched the talisman into her palm before Ji Jun could. After a brief glance, she pursed her lips and smiled, “Those two useless fools are planning to attack Buzhou. They want us to cooperate with their offensive and launch an attack on the Great Wall, preferably to draw out Buzhou’s Cavern Heaven realm experts.”
Ji Jun sneered, “They’ve already discovered the whereabouts of the Fu Li Immortal Realm and only sent this few people. We don’t even have enough of this bait to share.”
Yong He glanced at Ji Jun and said lightly, “Don’t you know someone is intercepting the Heavenly Gate with a sword? That sword can even sever the Void.” She paused, then added, “I suspect the divine realm is also not peaceful.”
Divine Venerable Chao Ling made the final decision. “Alright, whether those two win or lose is beneficial to us. They want to attack, so why not go along with them for a while?”
The five Primordial demons reached an agreement, and a fierce, violent evil aura surged into the sky, instantly engulfing the Northern Continent. The floating whale skeleton began to move, and the silt and foul, viscous blood accumulated in its bone crevices over thousands of years fell down like a terrifying depiction of the apocalypse. The five massive evil Dharma Manifestations spread out. The five demon lords were like Asuras emerging from hell, radiating an bone-chilling cold. As they moved, a vortex ripped open in the sky of the Northern Continent, as if heaven and earth were collapsing.
The impregnable Great Wall, invaded by that malevolent aura, suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light like a great sun. A desolate horn sounded, and the Immortal Sect disciples at various passes quickly returned to their positions, holding their magical artifacts and standing ready. Yan Danwo, who was cultivating, narrowed her eyes and transformed into a vast white light, streaking out. Beside her was a seemingly soft, pure white exotic beast, the Heavenly Sea Cloud Beast from Cloud City! Yan Danwo stared straight ahead, her eyes filled with sharp light.
The Northern Continent was collapsing. Dark clouds swirled in the sky, and thunder roared.
All sides were alarmed, watching the bizarre scene with a mixture of shock and fear.
On Mount Buzhou, Wei Yunshu and her group stood on the peak, looking directly towards the Northern Continent.
Although they had anticipated this day, Shi Wufang’s brow still showed a hint of worry. She said softly, “Those five Primordial demons couldn’t hold back and have made their move. Only Yan Dan wo is guarding the Great Wall of the Northern Continent. How long can she hold them back?” The Great Wall Dao artifact was completely different from offensive weapons, and the Primordial demons were born from the gathering of past “Severed-Self.” As long as their true bodies were not destroyed, they were immortal. Forcing Yan Dan wo alone to hold back the five demons was a choice born of necessity, but now with Luo Lingfeng and Phoenix Lord assisting them, they could spare another person for the Northern Continent. As she pondered, a talisman descended from the sky. Shi Wufang reached out and caught it, glancing at it. “My teacher has gone to the Northern Continent. The rest of you, come with me to suppress the Wu Shi Sect!”
As her voice fell, Shi Wufang unleashed her aura. Sword energy raged, and light flickered. The bells of Mount Buzhou chimed in unison. The more than ten disciples and elders remaining on the mountain released their sword intent, responding to Shi Wufang, as if forming a brilliant sword piercing the heavens!
“Eldest Senior Sister, we received news from the Southern Continent that several fellow cultivators have fallen into the Sunset Burial Mounds,” Xie Zhichao landed before Shi Wufang on a stream of light, her brow furrowed with worry.
“Sunset Burial Mounds?” Wei Yunshu, standing nearby, her eyes flickered. She instinctively looked at Luo Lingfeng, who was about a zhang away from her. After clarifying things in the cave that day, Luo Lingfeng had been busy arranging affairs in Cloud City and had not spoken to her again. Her expression was stern, and a lingering melancholy could be seen in her deep, dark eyes. Wei Yunshu was unaccustomed to Luo Lingfeng showing such an demeanor.