# 1752
Chapter 1745: Jialan and Si Xiaonan
Taoist magic and divine power intertwined above the gap in the Moon, with fragments of the Heavenly Court scattering outward.
Lingbao Tianzun stood against the Primordial Infinite Void alone, bearing the full force of the Cthulhu Faction gods' assault on the seal. His face had gone visibly pale, his form swaying as if about to collapse.
Yuanshi Tianzun furrowed his brow, about to step in to help, when Lingbao Tianzun's voice echoed in his ears:
"The two of you are too severely injured—forcing yourselves to resist the impact will cause backlash... If you still have strength to spare, you might as well cast spells on the Moon, moving it as far from Earth as possible."
"Move it away from Earth? What are you planning?" asked the Daode Tianzun.
Lingbao Tianzun gazed at the churning Cthulhu Faction gods below, a fierce glint flickering in his eyes.
"If we can't suppress them, then let's go down together! Once the Moon reaches a safe distance, I'll directly detonate the Heavenly Court's origin source. Combined with my own cultivation, even if I can't kill them all, I can take out most of them!"
"Detonate the Heavenly Court's origin source?" Yuanshi Tianzun's gaze sharpened, but ultimately he nodded.
Given the current situation, this might be the only way... Although doing so would mean the entire Great Xia divine system would go down with it.
Yuanshi Tianzun and Daode Tianzun both sat cross-legged simultaneously. Mysterious and grand Taoist patterns continuously flowed forth from the void, rapidly covering half the Moon's surface. From a distance, it resembled an ancient stellar formation.
As the two Supreme Gods' power poured into it, the formation blazed to life. An intangible force forcibly broke the Moon free from Earth's gravity, dragging it bit by bit toward the depths of the universe.
Now that Yuanshi and Daode were severely injured, they couldn't push a planet the size of Earth, but moving the Moon was no difficult task.
The moment the stellar formation manifested, the gods of Great Xia present noticed it.
"The Moon is moving... What are the Tianzuns planning?" asked the battered Taiyi Zhenren, puzzled.
Jiang Ziya gazed at the departing celestial body, as if having guessed something, his expression complex.
"It seems the Heavenly Court has run out of options."
"Has it really gotten that bad?"
Jiang Ziya shook his head and said nothing. Just as he was about to look away, two streaks of light flew toward the ruined Heavenly Court in succession.
In the endless depths of space, Jialan's form slowly descended before a collapsed palace.
Her eyes were red-rimmed, her tear-streaked face filled with resolve. She looked up to see a cracked plaque hanging above the palace entrance.
— Tusita Palace.
Just as Jialan was about to step inside, a figure landed behind her. She turned, confused—a face she found unfamiliar.
"Who are you..."
"My name is Si Xiaonan." Si Xiaonan paused, then drew a white chess piece from her chest. "The Elixir of Immortality is with me."
During the period when [Nightfall] Squad had interactions with Si Xiaonan, Jialan had already fallen into deep slumber, so she naturally didn't recognize the young girl before her. From appearances, this girl seemed to be about Lin Qiye's age... Of course, she meant Lin Qiye before the crossover.
Thinking about how such a young girl would share the same fate, sympathy and sorrow filled Jialan's eyes. She smiled bitterly.
"I'm sorry to meet you under these circumstances... My name is Jialan."
"I know. Lin Qiye mentioned you." Si Xiaonan glanced at the ring on her finger, a tender light appearing in her eyes. "If not for all this, I should have been there as Lin Qiye's senior, giving you a big red envelope at the wedding..."
Jialan froze, a blush creeping onto her cheeks as she laughed softly. "Thank you."
Si Xiaonan pushed open the twisted door of Tusita Palace with a heavy creak. Though the exterior was severely damaged, the interior was relatively well-preserved. A massive alchemy furnace stood at the center, reaching seven or eight stories high.
"I left in such a hurry earlier... I forgot to ask exactly how to refine the Eternal Pill." Jialan murmured to herself.
"Do you see that furnace?"
"Yes."
"It contains the Three Fires of the Heavenly Court. They can burn our physical bodies to ash while preserving the pills inside us perfectly. Then, using our souls as the guide, we can forcibly reshape the two pills into one—the Eternal Pill." Si Xiaonan replied calmly.
"How do you know?"
Si Xiaonan waved the faintly glowing white chess piece. "When I hold this piece, I can hear a voice without emotion speaking to me... Can't you hear it?"
A voice without emotion... So it was the Fate Monk teaching her. Jialan thought to herself.
"I don't have a chess piece." Jialan answered honestly.
Si Xiaonan nodded. "Then just follow me."
The two girls looked at each other and simultaneously stepped into the hall. The atmosphere fell silent.
"Did Lin Qiye ever tell you about that thing with the seventy-year-old grandmother looking into her husband's affair? At the Cangnan office." Si Xiaonan asked casually as they walked.
Jialan blinked, seemingly unsure why Si Xiaonan suddenly brought this up, but she shook her head.
"No, he didn't."
"That day, an old lady came to our office suspecting her husband was having an affair. She wanted us to investigate... It was Hongying who received her. After hearing the old lady's stories about their past love, Hongying was so moved she cried.
To earn the extra money, Hongying dragged Seven Nights and me in to help surveil the old lady's husband. We took shifts watching his movements near their home for three days... Want to know what happened?"
"What happened?"
"We didn't spot anything."
"Why not?"
"Because the old lady's husband had actually passed away years ago."
Hearing this, Jialan froze.
"Surprised, right? That was our reaction too when Seven Nights told us his conclusion... For the first two days, when the old man didn't come home, we really thought he might be having an affair, ignoring the family. But on the third day, Seven Nights was only there for a short while before he noticed something off.
At the old lady's doorstep, there were always two pairs of shoes—her own, and another pair a size larger, belonging to her husband.
Since the doorstep opened onto a garden, the old lady's shoes would always get covered in mud whenever she went out. But the other pair had no mud at all—only a thick layer of dust, as if no one had worn them in a long time... Later, Lin Qiye investigated and discovered that her husband had actually passed away two years ago.
In her home, we found several boxes of medication for dementia. They were all labeled with tags indicating which pills to take each day and how many. But the medications were all gone, and the last time she'd been given her doses was over two years ago.
We asked around the neighborhood and learned that the elderly couple had no children. Those labels must have been written by her husband before he died. After he passed unexpectedly, she finished all her medication but never went to get more. Over time, she forgot that her husband had died, believing he had just gone out and was simply away from home. She would often wander the area alone, searching for him.
In those two years, she had called the police three times and hired six or seven private investigators to help find her missing husband. Of course, none of it led anywhere. Eventually, she forgot about those searches too, but continued looking for her husband."
As Jialan listened to Si Xiaonan's account, she couldn't help but drift into her own thoughts. "Then what happened?"