Running Off With The Sect Senior Sister Chapter 54

“Yes, things you don’t like but must do.” After speaking, Luo Er’s body instantly vanished. Everyone around seemed not to have seen a thing, busy with their own tasks. It all felt like Luo Tangtang’s own imagination.
“This medicine is too bitter. Can I not drink it?”
Suddenly, the surroundings became real. Luo Tangtang saw a young disciple in the uniform of the Supreme Immortal Sect, holding a medicine bowl. It was Yun Mu.
Yun Mu’s small face was scrunched up. He held a bowl of dark medicinal liquid and looked at the old man before him, his voice helpless. “Old sir, you can’t refuse to take it.”
“It’s too bitter.” The old man frowned, trying to bargain. “Besides, I’m old and won’t live much longer. You should give this medicine to those young people instead.”
“That won’t do, old sir. You can’t make excuses.” Yun Mu’s face darkened, and he pushed the medicine forward a little.
Seeing he couldn’t evade it, the old man reluctantly took the medicine and drank it.
Yun Mu seemed to sigh in relief. He glanced around, then secretly pulled out a handkerchief from the innermost layer of his clothes. He opened it, revealing crystal-clear candied fruits inside.
Yun Mu looked up at the old man, then took out one piece, muttering, “I don’t have many left either. If you’re like this next time, old sir, I won’t have any more.”
After saying this, he reluctantly placed the candied fruit in the old man’s hand.
“Don’t move, rest for a while.”
“Kid, don’t run around. Hurry and take your medicine.”
“Be careful, move gently. Don’t disturb them.”
A group of cultivators bustled about. They weren’t like the aloof cultivators Luo Tangtang had encountered before. The cultivators here were more like ordinary people, with a sense of responsibility.
The next few days passed.
Many medical cultivators arrived. Days went by one after another; boiling medicine and carrying corpses became their daily routine. No matter what they did, some people would be laughing like normal one moment, and in the next, they would stop breathing.
“After I die, burn me.”
Lu Qingyue lay in Lu Qingyan’s arms, her pale face full of tenderness.
“I don’t want to become a ghost cultivator. I don’t want to lose my mind. And even more, I don’t want to hurt you.”
She tremblingly reached out and stroked Lu Qingyan’s head. “A-Yan, little brother, don’t cry. You must smile.”
Lu Qingyue suddenly coughed violently a few times, a faint flush appearing on her cheeks.
Lu Qingyan’s lips trembled, and he forced a smile. “Sister, don’t overthink. Your illness will get better.”
“Take your medicine obediently. Don’t think about anything. I’ll stay with you.”
Lu Qingyue’s eyes flickered. She didn’t speak, only tightened her grip on Lu Qingyan’s hand.
A month passed like this.
Many people died. They turned into ghost cultivators, wanting to devour souls.
Many cultivators not only had to care for the sick during the day but also had to guard against ghost cultivators appearing at night. Disciples of the Supreme Immortal Sect spontaneously organized to perform salvation rites for the captured ghost cultivators.
But it was useless. They had no choice but to suppress them. However, as the number of deaths increased, the number of ghost cultivators also became difficult to control.
Night fell. It was supposed to be summer, and the air was stiflingly dull. A night breeze swept in, bringing an unprovoked chill. Inside the spacious hall, the candlelight was dim, casting unclear shadows on everyone’s faces.
“How are things?” Qi Wei sat at the head, asking faintly. But if one listened carefully to his tone, they could discern the suppression beneath his calmness.
“Thirty people died, and half of them turned into ghost cultivators,” a disciple reported.
Next, disciples reported their numbers one by one. The air instantly grew heavy, as if stagnant, like dark clouds pressing down on a city, making it hard to breathe.
“Elder, what did the Divine Maiden say?” Lu Qingyan asked.
Qi Wei’s face darkened slightly, his hand suddenly clenching into a fist. “The Divine Maiden said this is fate.”
“Why is everything fate? What is fate? She always talks about fate at every turn! Is this supposed to be their fate?” Yun Mu’s pretty face was filled with anger, his tone aggressive.
“Yun Mu!” Qi Wei’s face instantly turned grim. “Watch your tone.”
“Elder!” Yun Mu cried out, unwilling to accept it.
Qi Wei sighed. “If we truly believed in that damn fate, we should just roll back to the Supreme Immortal Sect right now, ignore everything, and sleep soundly in a corner.”
He looked at the disciples in the hall. His face showed little emotion, yet it was strangely convincing. “We cultivators, having embarked on the path of cultivation, are already defying heaven. How can we talk about fate now?”
Qi Wei’s eyes flickered with a bright light. “If you are unwilling to accept this, then go break free from this cage.”
All the disciples stared blankly at Qi Wei.
Luo Tangtang’s eyelashes also trembled. She lowered her head. Defying heaven… how could it be so easy?
“Not good! There’s… there’s a fire!”
“Fire? Put it out!” a disciple said.
“The problem is, it can’t be put out!” That disciple looked very flustered and said anxiously, “There are many people inside!”
As soon as he finished speaking, several figures flew out.
Luo Tangtang also ran out.
It was the place used to house the sick.
There, flames shot up to the sky, smoke billowed, surging upwards as if to devour everything.
It was very quiet, terrifyingly quiet. Only the crackling sound of flames burning wood could be heard. Not even a single scream rang out.
“The people… where are the people?” Yun Mu asked, trembling.
“Did they all move to another place? They’re alright, right, Senior Sister, hmm?” Yun Mu looked at Luo Tangtang.
But Luo Tangtang couldn’t answer him either.
Only Lu Qingyan recklessly tried to rush in but was held back firmly.
The scene before him seemed to overlap with another memory. Lu Qingyan roared, “Save them! My sister is still inside! Hurry and save them! What are you standing there for?”
“This is Red Lotus Karmic Fire. It burns all sins. We can’t extinguish it.”
Qi Wei, who had appeared beside them at some unknown time, said.
“Then what about my sister? What will happen to her?” Lu Qingyan once again became reckless.
But he was directly knocked unconscious by Qi Wei.
The red flames burned. Though the temperature was scorchingly high, Luo Tangtang felt as if she were on Misty Peak—cold, so cold.
Everyone stood there quietly, watching the flames burn down the last piece of pure land, then disappear, leaving nothing behind.
“A vast expanse of white, all gone.” Luo Tangtang smiled, tears falling, accompanied by suppressed sobs.
“No crying allowed,” Qi Wei said.
Luo Tangtang couldn’t control it. She was like a stone, and what fell was not tears, but rain.
“I’ll say it again, no crying!” Qi Wei was angry.
Luo Tangtang clutched her reddened cheek, looking woodenly at Qi Wei.
“You know what you should know. Among us,” Qi Wei stared at her, “you—are the least qualified to cry.”
“No right to cry?” Luo Tangtang’s eyes moved. Can’t I even cry anymore? If it were Senior Sister, would she also be like me, not even allowed to cry?
Then what can I do? What?
“What can I do?” Luo Tangtang felt her lips move.
“Become a god.”
It was unknown who said this.
Become a god, become a god, become a god.
Hahahaha… Become a god, become a god, ah, hahahahahaha.
Who is laughing? Who is laughing?
Me? I’m crying!
The tear-streaked woman ran off, stumbling, in front of everyone.
On a desolate and empty path, she kept walking forward. In the midst of darkness, she seemed to see a light, and she struggled towards it.
It was a temple, with glazed white tiles and resplendent gold, luxurious. Luo Tangtang barged in. Her eyes slowly lifted, and in the next moment, a longsword appeared in her hand.
“Clang.” Two towering statues crashed down.
“What are you doing?” Luo Er appeared, her eyes furious.
“Why?” Luo Tangtang gritted her teeth. “Why didn’t you save them?”
“Save them?” The fury in Luo Er’s eyes suddenly vanished. As if hearing a huge joke, she laughed out loud.
“I couldn’t save them.”
“What use are you then? Since you’re useless, there’s no need for you to remain.” At this moment, Luo Tangtang’s eyes suddenly calmed. She looked at Luo Er and said.
Luo Er instantly gritted her teeth, her face full of killing intent. “You think I really don’t dare to kill you?”
Luo Tangtang was expressionless, all her emotions stripped away. “We have our own fate. What about you?”
She sneered, “Don’t you have one?”
“You—!” Luo Er’s lips moved.
“Can you really decide anything?” Luo Tangtang interrupted, her voice incomparably calm.
“Everything you have was merely bestowed by the Main God. Essentially, what difference is there between you, me, and them?”
“Difference?”
“Yun Shayi, what right do you have to speak to me like this? Compared to me, don’t you find yourself ridiculous?”
A dim blue light flickered in Luo Er’s eyes, like a malevolent ghost from the underworld. “How do you think that Red Lotus Karmic Fire started burning?”
“That group of people ran to my temple and begged me for it. They begged me.”
Luo Er’s eyes were chilling. “Why do you think they wanted this fire?”
Her voice carried an icy coldness: “Because it—cultivators can’t extinguish it.”
“They wholeheartedly sought death, and yet you come to blame me?”
“Whole… wholeheartedly sought death?” Luo Tangtang’s body trembled violently.
“I really don’t understand why the Great One let you be the center of this world.”
“Your junior brothers and masters should all be able to see it. That group of mortals even asked me for Numbing Powder, so they would feel no pain when they drank it.”
“When they died, they felt no pain. This was my greatest mercy to them, and also the limit of what I could do.”
A complicated expression also appeared on Luo Er’s face. After a long while, she sighed, “I didn’t want this either.”
She couldn’t interfere with the Main God’s intentions; she could only follow orders. If she didn’t, she would disappear. She was not Luo Yi.
“How… how could there be no pain?”
Luo Tangtang suddenly spoke, “How can burning the soul be painless?”
“They have no future anymore.”
“No future anymore.” Luo Tangtang ran off just like that, under Luo Er’s astonished gaze. She went to many places, had many bouts of madness. She wanted to find the culprit, but she couldn’t.