A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 129

Chapter 129: With You, Forever

To be honest, the reason Luo Xue and Su Yiyao returned to the Temple of the Nether Spirit was indeed related to the Zither Witch.

So, when they entered the Holy Maiden’s Temple, they were prepared to meet the Zither Witch.

But the question was…

Why was Luo Huaxin here?

Luo Huaxin was as lazy as ever, her teasing gaze fixed on Su Yiyao.

It was like scrutiny, yet also like appreciation.

After a while, Luo Huaxin retracted her gaze and looked at Luo Xue again, clicking her tongue in wonder.

“Xiao Xue, your physique is truly amazing. Not only the Calamity Poison Body, but you even awakened the Eternal Withering Body, which has only a few scattered records…”

Although there were records of the Eternal Withering Body in the nine provinces and four domains, they mostly came from the sealed Ancient Demon Lands.

It was generally believed that time and space in the Ancient Demon Lands were frozen at a certain point in ancient times, which was why there were so many ancient and long-lost secrets recorded there.

Of course, after the Holy Master realized the truth about the caged world, there was another explanation.

That the so-called Ancient Demon Lands were the real world, which was why they contained so much knowledge inaccessible to the caged world.

As for those powerful demons who “escaped” from the Ancient Demon Lands… they were probably exiled to the cage…

“Hmm…”

Luo Xue averted her gaze slightly, facing Luo Huaxin’s praise.

Luo Huaxin noticed this, and her relaxed demeanor turned serious.

Luo Xue’s thoughts were written all over her face. She also knew that there must be more to this physique.

At the same time, the Zither Witch stood up and walked towards Su Yiyao.

“Sister Qin…”

Su Yiyao’s expression was a bit tense. Seeing that the Zither Witch looked exactly like the Holy Master, she subconsciously recalled the battle at the Blood Sea.

In that battle, although the Holy Master hadn’t exerted much effort, she had still been on the opposite side.

“Don’t worry, Holy… Su Yiyao, I’m not the Holy Master.” The Zither Witch sighed, a complicated look in her pure white eyes. “To be precise, I should be called… a part of the Holy Master.”

The Zither Witch explained how the Holy Master and the other three forbidden area lords avoided their deadlines. This should have been top secret, but for the current Luo Xue and Su Yiyao, it didn’t matter anymore.

The lifespan of a Nascent Soul cultivator was measured in thousands of years, while that of a Soul Transformation cultivator was measured in tens of thousands.

Upon reaching Soul Transformation, one would have a lifespan of 30,000 years, but even at the peak of Soul Transformation, the maximum lifespan was only 50,000 years.

Once this limit was reached, death would arrive, an irreversible law.

However… the deadline could be delayed.

The Holy Master separated her body, soul, and consciousness. Her consciousness fell into slumber, her soul entered the cycle of reincarnation, and her body remained in the inaccessible Holy Master’s Hall.

The soul that entered reincarnation was the Zither Witch.

But… something went wrong with this reincarnation. A new consciousness was born, Zither Fairy.

After a series of events, it led to the current situation.

“I am destined to disappear,” the Zither Witch… or rather, Zither Fairy, said faintly. “Once the Holy Master’s consciousness fully awakens, her soul will erase mine.”

“How… can’t your consciousness be saved?”

Su Yiyao’s eyes widened. No wonder she always felt that the Holy Master and Sister Qin were different.

The Holy Master was colder, while Sister Qin still retained some warmth.

“Saved… how can I be saved? I am her, but she is not me.” The Zither Witch touched her heart and said with a wry smile, “It’s a strange feeling, you wouldn’t understand if you haven’t experienced it.”

Luo Xue didn’t speak. She understood this situation, because consciousness determined self-awareness.

If she hadn’t withered and had been forcibly revived by immortality, she would have become a living dead, her consciousness gone, but her soul and body remaining.

At that time, the new consciousness born from the living dead would be similar to the Zither Witch.

“Don’t worry, my memories with you… I won’t leave them to the Holy Master. These are my memories.”

The Zither Witch pointed to her head, her expression softening slightly.

Then, she handed the zither she always carried to Su Yiyao.

“This zither has been with me since I embarked on the path of cultivation. If you don’t mind, consider it… me.”

“But then, Sister Qin…”

Su Yiyao hesitated, not taking the zither immediately.

“Perhaps, in the near future, this will be the only proof that I ever existed.” The Zither Witch said softly. “Even if I can use some special methods to avoid my deadline, it’s only a delay.”

“Every few thousand years, this world will face a great tribulation, which will target those who use such methods to cheat death. At that time, the Holy Master will merge her consciousness, body, and soul to face the tribulation, and I… will also disappear.”

Hearing this, Su Yiyao no longer refused.

She solemnly took the zither and looked up at the Zither Witch.

The Zither Witch’s relieved expression showed that this was the path she had chosen, although she and the Holy Master should be the same person, just different consciousnesses.

“I will take good care of it… Sister Qin.”

Su Yiyao nodded seriously and put away the zither.

“That’s enough.”

The Zither Witch nodded.

Then, a dazed look flashed through her eyes, as if she could no longer see Luo Xue and Su Yiyao, and she left the Holy Maiden’s Temple in a trance.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk…”

Luo Huaxin looked at the Zither Witch’s receding figure, shaking her head and sneering slightly.

“Mother, how do you know the Zither Witch?” Luo Xue asked.

“You still recognize me as your mother?” Luo Huaxin didn’t answer immediately, but raised her head slightly and hummed. “Why didn’t you tell me that your little wife is the former Holy Maiden? If you had told me earlier, I would have gone to her directly, okay? Old Qin and I are very close!”

“How… would I know…”

Luo Xue said helplessly.

Su Yiyao’s face lit up slightly.

Ah Xue didn’t deny it!

Hee hee…

“That Old Qin, she’s been avoiding me.” Luo Huaxin pouted and crossed her arms, leaning against the wall. “Even if we work in different places, there’s no need to cut off all contact…”

“You… knew each other before?”

Seeing Luo Huaxin acting like she was very close to the Zither Witch, Luo Xue’s curiosity was piqued.

“Hey, let me ask you, what was the Zither Witch called before?”

Luo Xue frowned slightly, but it was Su Yiyao who answered,

“Sister Qin used to be called… ‘Zither Fairy’.”

“That’s right, my little wife is so smart, mwah~” Luo Huaxin winked at Su Yiyao, then pointed at herself. “What was I called before?”

“…Wine Immortal.” Luo Xue said. She had heard countless legends about the Wine Immortal along the way.

Mainly because… her wine was very valuable.

“That’s right, that’s how it is.” Luo Huaxin said proudly, hands on her hips. “Back then, we were known as the Four Fairies of the Immortal Domain!”

“The other two were Medicine Fairy and Sword Fairy. You should know Sword Fairy, she’s Xiao Yingying’s mother. I visited Medicine Fairy a while ago and even borrowed something from her.”

Borrowed meaning stolen, of course. As for what she borrowed…

Luo Xue had already drunk it all.

“And your other identity?” Luo Xue asked faintly.

“Yo, not bad, you noticed?” Luo Huaxin crossed her arms and asked casually. “Who did you meet?”

“…Master Wumu.”

“That bald donkey with hair probably wouldn’t reveal my identity. You must have heard it from that being in the depths of the Blood Sea,” Luo Huaxin shrugged. “That’s right, before the great tribulation, I was also a Soul Transformation cultivator close to the Ascension Realm, just like Master Wumu.”

Luo Huaxin’s true body was also one of the four ancient beings of the Immortal Domain, but unlike the Holy Master, she didn’t separate her body, consciousness, and soul, but entered the cycle of reincarnation directly.

When the great tribulation arrived, all her reincarnations would return, regaining their peak Soul Transformation strength to resist the tribulation.

It was because of this that Luo Huaxin didn’t dare to approach the Blood Sea and couldn’t provide more help to Luo Xue during the battle there.

“But… is this important?” Luo Huaxin tilted her head. “Is it important to you, Xiao Xue?”

Luo Xue looked at Luo Huaxin and suddenly smiled.

“It’s not important.”

Whether Luo Huaxin was the Wine Immortal or an ancient being, it was all the same. It didn’t matter.

To Luo Xue, she was just Luo Huaxin, her convenient mother, that’s all.

“Good girl, as expected of the one I picked up.” Luo Huaxin squatted down slightly, pinched Luo Xue’s cheek, then turned to Su Yiyao and said with a smile, “Take good care of Xiao Xue. I’ll leave her to you.”

“Okay… okay,” Su Yiyao nodded hurriedly, then lowered her head slightly, blushing. “I understand, Auntie…”

“Still calling me Auntie?” Luo Huaxin raised an eyebrow.

“Stop teasing her, she’s easily embarrassed.”

Luo Xue smiled wryly. Her convenient mother was still the same, always joking at the most inappropriate times.

“Mmm…”

Su Yiyao didn’t say anything more, just buried her head lower.

“Hmph~” Luo Huaxin shrugged, her expression turning slightly serious. “Anyway, Xiao Xue, from now on… take care.”

Luo Huaxin knew about Luo Xue and Su Yiyao, but she didn’t pry.

Although she wasn’t present at the Blood Sea battle, how could she not pay attention to such a momentous event?

Therefore…

She had also vaguely glimpsed some hidden truths about this world.

However, Luo Huaxin was always carefree. Unlike the Primordial Mother’s obsession and fear of her deadline, she chose to stay in this world simply because she wanted to see more.

If she couldn’t, then so be it.

Luo Xue nodded slightly in response, and when she came back to her senses, Luo Huaxin was gone, leaving behind only her wine gourd.

Every time they met… she would always leave Luo Xue some of her carefully brewed immortal wine.

But this time… it would probably be the last.

Luo Xue picked up the wine gourd, looked at it for a long time, then put it away.

Their journey had reached its end.

After spending one last night in the Holy Maiden’s Temple, Su Yiyao carried Luo Xue back to the Blood Sea.

Once again, the coffin became their boat, the coffin lid their oar, just like those nightmarish days in the nameless swamp.

Luo Xue’s weakness was evident. The immortal will Phoenix Venerable had given her gradually faded, and the will of withering slowly consumed her body.

Su Yiyao silently watched this, not speaking, not crying.

“I’m dying again, Xiao Yao.” Luo Xue leaned against the edge of the coffin, looking into the distance. “This time, it might not be just twelve years, but many, many years, so many that I can’t even count.”

“Okay.”

Su Yiyao lowered her head slightly.

She had always known about the Eternal Withering Body, but because Luo Xue hadn’t said anything, she pretended not to know, accompanying Luo Xue on this final journey.

“Xiao Yao, do you remember when we first met?”

“Heh… I’ve said it many times, it’s hard to forget…”

“Do you know? I actually come from another world. So my death isn’t a true death. Not last time, not this time.”

“It’s just like waking up from a dream, that’s all.”

“Don’t cry… you’re not pretty… when you cry.”

Su Yiyao’s shoulders trembled. “I’m not crying, Ah Xue, I’m listening.”

“Ah Xue didn’t lie to you, really, I’m just returning to another world.”

Luo Xue reached out and wiped away Su Yiyao’s tears, her immortal consciousness nearing its limit, her mind becoming heavy.

She shifted her body and lay down in Su Yiyao’s arms.

Looking at Su Yiyao’s tears, her beautiful eyes like a vast ocean, a faint dimple appeared on Luo Xue’s cheek.

“Actually… Xiao Yao is also pretty when she cries.”

Su Yiyao couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Ah Xue… Ah Xue…”

She held Luo Xue, calling her name over and over again.

“I… can hear you, Xiao Yao…”

Luo Xue’s eyelids grew heavier, but the smile on her face widened.

“Ah Xue, I… like you.” Su Yiyao finally said it, burying her face in Luo Xue’s soft body. “No, I love you, it should be love.”

But Luo Xue couldn’t respond anymore. She had already closed her eyes completely.

The will of withering suddenly erupted, even triggering another Blood Sea tide, the surging will of withering swirling around them, like embracing their king.

Su Yiyao stood up, placed Luo Xue, who had fallen into a state of withering, inside the immortal coffin, which had lost its immortal will, and watched as it gradually sank into the Blood Sea.

She stood on the surface of the Blood Sea, watching the immortal coffin disappear into the vastness.

“Ah Xue, no matter how long it takes, I will be with you, forever.”