Chapter 827 - Ruthlessness
Mo Li waved her small hand again, setting up a thick soundproof barrier around them.
Yuluo did not approach, nor did she try to pierce the barrier with her spiritual sense to hear what they were saying. She kept her eyes lowered, her eyelids half-closed, leisurely playing with her own hair. Her hair was jet black, but under the sunlight, a strange dark green luster faintly flowed through it.
"Yun Che," Mo Li's voice was calm and composed, even somewhat indifferent: "I originally planned to stay here for another twenty-four years before returning to that world, but... heaven's will goes against human desires, and I have to leave today."
She didn't say returning "home," but returning "to that world." This casual remark seemed to indicate that in her subconscious, this place was where she belonged, and that place had become the world outside.
Yun Che stared at her fixedly. Compared to Mo Li's calm, his eyes and voice were incomparably bitter: "Do you... have to go?"
Mo Li was not from this world; she belonged to a completely different world, a different plane. After she broke free from the demon poison and reformed her body, he had already prepared himself to lose her. But this day had come too suddenly.
It was not long ago that she had just promised him she would stay by his side for at least another twenty-four years...
"If I forcefully stay, that person might personally come here, and there's a high chance he will take his anger out on this world," Mo Li said lightly. "Whether it's the Tian Xuan Continent or the Huan Yao Realm, he could completely destroy them with ease."
"That person?" Yun Che muttered absently. Mo Li's words and decision indicated that the "person" she spoke of, the one Yuluo called "Our King," must be someone even stronger than her. With less than a tenth of her power, Mo Li was already unimaginably strong. For that "person" to destroy the entire Tian Xuan Continent might truly be just a snap of the fingers.
Mo Li's gaze shifted slightly. After a moment, a faint coldness condensed in her eyes: "He is my biological father, and also the person I hate the most. One of the reasons I don't want to go back is that I don't want to see his face — the face I despise and detest!"
Yun Che: "..."
"Sigh..." Yun Che sighed helplessly, somewhat dejectedly. "Going back is fine too. After all, that place is your home. You've been away from home for seven years, so it really is time to return. Although I'm reluctant to let you go, I can't use my selfishness to forcibly keep you in a world that doesn't belong to you. I don't know why there's such a huge rift between you and your father, but in the end, he is your family. From what that Yuluo said, it seems that after knowing you were alive, he has been searching for you all these years, which shows that at the very least, he has always been concerned about you."
Mo Li's eyes did not show the slightest reduction in coldness from his words. She only said coldly, "You wouldn't understand."
Without arguing or explaining, Mo Li suddenly raised her right hand. The tip of her index finger flashed with a red light, and she lightly pressed it against Yun Che's forehead, watching until the red light sank into his brow.
"This memory fragment contains some words I couldn't say to you face to face." Mo Li's young face remained indifferent, but her eyes flickered slightly. "After twelve hours, the seal on this memory fragment will automatically dissolve. Then you will know the things I want to tell you."
"Also." Without giving Yun Che a chance to ask, she continued, "This morning, when I sensed Yuluo's aura, I had already realized this moment would come. So I entrusted an item to Hong'er, who took it into the Heavenly Poison Pearl. After I leave, take it from Hong'er... Although it won't increase your cultivation much, it can at least extend your lifespan by several thousand years."
"What did you leave for me..."
"Don't ask too much. You'll know when the time comes." Mo Li looked up towards the distance. "Today, there are too many outsiders present — including the so-called Four Sacred Grounds. After I leave, without my presence, they will definitely change their faces and come after you. Not just because of the Lunhui Jing you carry, but also because of the sanctions and humiliation I inflicted on them that day—they will take revenge on you. Especially the Tian Wei Sword Domain and the Sun Moon Divine Palace. Without my deterrence, they will absolutely not allow you, a future threat, to remain in this world."
"I know," Yun Che said softly. Compared to Mo Li's imminent departure, all of this was nothing to him.
"I thought about directly killing them all, so that no one in this world could ever threaten you." Mo Li shook her head slightly. "But they are known as the Sacred Grounds in the Tian Xuan Continent. If I annihilate them, the sin afterward would all fall on you. And with your personality, you wouldn't want me to do that."
"That day at the Supreme Sea Palace, you spared Huangji Wuyu and Qu Fengyi. As long as they have any sense of shame, they won't strike at me again," Yun Che said softly. "As for the Tian Wei Sword Domain and the Sun Moon Divine Palace, I've already promised you that I will take revenge on them with my own strength, not by relying on your power. Even without your protection, they cannot do anything to me."
"Moreover, even if the Huangji Sacred Domain and the Supreme Sea Palace target me again like they did twenty days ago, I'm not afraid! At worst, I can use the Primordial Mystic Ark to take Grandfather and the others, along with the Bing Yun Fairy Palace, back to the Huan Yao Realm. One day, they will regret it to death! So, they are not worthy of your intervention, and you don't need to worry about me at all."
"I wasn't worried about you," Mo Li said blandly. "Although your strength is still far from sufficient, if you were so easily taken down, you wouldn't have survived until now. I only hope that the Huangji Sacred Domain and the Supreme Sea Palace won't repeat their previous foolishness!"
"As for these people, I won't kill them. If they know their place, that's best. If they don't, I'll leave them for you to personally punish, lest you become idle and lonely. But if they choose to be ungrateful... at least for the first few years after I leave, before you have absolute certainty, you should avoid direct confrontation and not recklessly seek death."
"I know," Yun Che nodded heavily.
"Compared to the threat of the Four Sacred Grounds..." Mo Li's eyes deepened. "What I truly worry about is the Demon Source Pearl inside your body."
"Now that your power has recovered, you can roughly seal it with your own profound energy, though you'll need to do so much more frequently than when I helped you. If it can remain as it is, that's fine, but I'm afraid it might mutate in the future... After all, that is something at the level of a Demon God, and it's already connected to your profound veins."
"Don't worry," Yun Che forced a smile. "I've always been lucky."
"If any mutation does occur, go to the Jinwu Thunder Flame Valley and find the Golden Crow Soul Spirit," Mo Li said, the only method she could think of. "After all, it carries part of the Golden Crow deity's will and memory, with vast knowledge. Perhaps it will have some way."
"Mm, I know," Yun Che nodded again, his eyes uncontrollably stinging. Every word, every sentence of Mo Li's was worry, advice, and arrangements for his future.
Between the two of them, so many things had become habits without realizing it.
"There are two more things you need to remember." Mo Li glanced at Yuluo, who was stroking her shoulder as if admiring herself, not paying attention to them. "First, treat Hong'er well. Although she can be coy, willful, and rebellious at times, she is innocent and especially devoted to you. After I leave, her world will only have you left in it. You must never bully her."
"Mm, I will treat her well... and," Yun Che tried to smile, "I wouldn't dare bully her."
"The second thing... is what you promised me before: never attempt to investigate the bottom of Jueyun Cliff."
"Rest assured, I will never go near there," Yun Che nodded gently. "You said that the power in the Primordial Mystic Ark is only enough for one round trip to the Cang Yun Continent. After I go there, I will bring Linger back. Other than Linger, there is nothing left in the Cang Yun Continent that I care about. After that, perhaps I will never return there again."
"Mm," Mo Li responded softly, then turned around. "Yun Che... goodbye."
Bang!!
The soundproof barrier shattered. Mo Li slowly rose into the air and flew towards Yuluo's location.
"Mo Li!!" Yun Che lunged forward, but after just one step, he forced himself to stop, shouting with a voice full of endless emotion and determination: "Go back safely! One day... one day I will come find you! To be able to see you again, I will not slack off even for a single day! We will definitely meet again."
Mo Li stopped in the air, motionless for a long while. Then she turned around to face Yun Che, but her expression was not excitement — it was a coldness that nearly froze Yun Che's soul.
"Yun Che, after all, we were master and disciple." Mo Li's eyes held a chill that suffocated Yun Che. "If you still respect me as your master, then promise me one last thing!"
"..." Mo Li's gaze filled Yun Che with deep confusion and unease. He could only nod softly: "Whatever it is, as long as it is your word, I will agree."
"Good!" Mo Li nodded slightly, her voice cold to the point of ruthlessness: "I want you to swear immediately that you will never set foot in the Realm of the Gods!"
"Oh?" Yuluo turned to look, still gently stroking the long hair on her shoulder, looking intrigued.
"Ah..." Yun Che was stunned, blurting out, "Why?"
"Because that is not a place you should go!" Mo Li said coldly. "With your talent, comprehension, and everything you have now, it won't be long before you are unmatched in this world. You can dominate your life, live in peace, and nothing will ever threaten you or those you want to protect — that was also your original intention in pursuing the profound path and choosing the heavy sword. But if you go to the Realm of the Gods, you will only be a low-level weakling! Anyone could easily kill you without leaving a trace!"
"I want to go there to see you again, not to cultivate in a higher realm, nor to take risks!" Yun Che shouted.
"To find me? Why find me?" Mo Li averted her gaze, her voice still cold and merciless. "After I leave, you still have Hong'er by your side, you have family, friends, and so many women. Whether I am here or not, what great difference does it make?"
"It's not the same! Mo Li, you are..."
"Enough nonsense!" Mo Li turned away again. "It seems you are unwilling to agree. At our parting as master and disciple, you won't even listen to my last words. I am truly disappointed. Hmph, forget it. Do as you please. With your talent, perhaps in a few hundred or thousand years, you might indeed have the ability to go to the Divine Realm. But even if you manage to enter the Realm of the Gods, you will never find me."
"And even if, by a million-to-one chance, you do find me... I will absolutely not see you!"
"In the end, I am just an unexpected passerby in your life, and you are the same to me. Our fate ends here! Don't flatter yourself any longer!"
With these heartless words, Mo Li flashed and teleported to Yuluo's side, saying coldly, "Yuluo, let's go!"
Zi!!
Space tore open, and Mo Li completely disappeared.
"Oh dear," looking at Yun Che who stood there stupefied, as if he had lost his soul, Yuluo finally let her hand slide off her hair.
At the same time as her finger withdrew, a strand of hair slowly fell from her fingertip, landing gently on the ground below.
The wind blew, scattering dust, but the fallen strand of hair remained unmoved, faintly glimmering with an eerie greenish luster.
"Little brother, goodbye then," Yuluo cast a flirtatious glance at Yun Che, then spoke a very strange sentence: "To thank you for looking after Her Highness the Princess all these years, your humble servant has specially prepared a little gift for you. Enjoy it well."
"Hehehehehehe..."
With the seductive laughter, Yuluo's voice dissipated into the void like mist.
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