Chapter 35: Xue’er Jie! Xue’er Jie!
Was this a dream?
Could it really be a dream?
But the pain of her body being torn apart felt so real, and the approach of death’s aura made her entire body cold.
The next moment, Luo Xue opened her eyes.
The familiar red text appeared before her again, slowly scrolling.
[Synchronization Lost]
[Survival Rating: S]
[A mere mortal thwarted the plot of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, sacrificing herself to leave a final hope of survival for her companion.]
[Experienced Dangerous Events: Witnessed Foundation Establishment cultivator silencing witnesses, discovered Foundation Establishment cultivator’s life-or-death secret, escaped Foundation Establishment battle, trapped in Soul Transformation cultivator’s illusion formation]
[Final Event: The Conspiracy of Mount Fengyin]
[Survival Points +300]
[Obtained Physique: Calamity Poison Body]
[Obtained Technique: Xuanyin Phoenix Transformation Scripture]
[Current Realm: Innate Realm]
[“The dream is over”]
Luo Xue slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar environment.
The dilapidated little wooden hut was filled with choking smoke, and there were traces of burning everywhere. Even the roof had several holes burned through it.
“…What’s going on? Am I… still alive?”
Luo Xue hadn’t recovered from the previous, realistic life. She staggered to her feet, stumbled a few steps, and sat down on a nearby chair.
“Thump!”
Unfortunately, the chair had also been burned, and the moment Luo Xue sat down, the chair leg snapped.
Luo Xue sat blankly on the ground for a long time before finally reacting.
She had returned to the apocalyptic world.
This was the little wooden hut she had lived in for who knows how many years.
But…
“So that’s it.”
Luo Xue touched her face, then looked at the situation in the little wooden hut and instantly understood.
Before entering the dream, she had lit firewood for warmth.
Perhaps due to some accident, the firewood had ignited the entire hut, and Luo Xue, in her sleep, had perished in the fire.
Thus, the dream Luo Xue had a burned face.
But now…
Luo Xue turned to look at a small table beside her, where the only mirror shard in the entire camp was placed.
After the adults left the camp, this last “treasure” was given to Luo Xue.
Luo Xue stood up and reached out to gently wipe the dust off the surface of the mirror shard.
After a while, a silver-haired girl appeared in the mirror.
“…Damn, did this white hair also come into reality?”
Luo Xue habitually scratched her head, then immediately looked at her hand nervously.
Fortunately, she didn’t pull out any hair this time.
If this head of white hair was brought back, what about the other things from the dream…
With a thought, Luo Xue’s eyes widened slightly.
The familiar red text appeared before her, and she had a full 305 survival points.
Looking at the records, Luo Xue realized that survival points were also awarded after completing the final event, and they could be brought back.
In addition, besides these, the Calamity Poison Body, the Innate Realm, and even the Xuanyin Phoenix Transformation Scripture had all been brought back.
And it was even the complete version of the Xuanyin Phoenix Transformation Scripture…
Luo Xue circulated it slightly, and purple-red Dao patterns spread across her cheeks.
Looking within her soul, she saw the True Phoenix blood essence leisurely floating above her not-yet-fully-opened sea of consciousness.
“Did I… not pass on the inheritance to Xiao Yao in the end?”
Luo Xue couldn’t help but feel a little worried, but after carefully recalling, she was sure she hadn’t made any mistakes.
Or perhaps, anything obtained and recorded in the dream would definitely be brought back?
Oh well.
“I hope Xiao Yao can live well and overcome the shadow of ‘Ah Chou’s death’.”
Luo Xue sighed, then quickly cheered herself up, temporarily burying this unforgettable experience in her heart.
She didn’t know if she would re-enter the Immortal Martial World in her dreams, but at least for now, she was back in the apocalyptic world, and she still had to take care of things in the camp.
The extreme cold had already passed, and a few rays of sunlight shone through the damaged roof.
In the ten years since Luo Xue had come to this apocalyptic world, she had only seen such a sight a few times.
“What a nice day.”
Seeing such good weather, Luo Xue also felt a little relief from the lingering effects of the dream’s ending.
However, just then, her door was knocked on loudly.
“Xue’er Jie! Xue’er Jie!”
An urgent, childish voice rang out, mixed with a hint of sobbing.
“Coming.”
Luo Xue responded and walked over to open the door.
A little girl, also dressed in tattered clothes, stood at the door, staring blankly at Luo Xue who opened the door, tears still lingering in the corners of her eyes.
“Eh… Xue’er Jie, you’re still alive?”
“…Do you want me to die that much? A’Ling.”
…
The little girl’s name was Ling Ling, nicknamed A’Ling, two or three years younger than Luo Xue.
After the adults of this camp left, only a few children who couldn’t make the long journey remained.
Among them were Luo Xue, who was only six years old at the time, and Ling Ling, who could barely walk.
This camp was in a good location, rarely experiencing life-threatening natural disasters. The recent extreme cold was nothing compared to the true disasters.
The only problem was that resources were extremely scarce, and it wasn’t on the “Suspended High Tower’s” travel route.
Although the Tower People looked down on the Wastelanders, there were still some kind-hearted people willing to give some resources to the Wastelanders.
Even if the scarce resources in the camp could sustain the survival of a few children, there were always many accidents in the endless wasteland, similar to the recent extreme cold.
Over the years, several accidents and natural disasters had taken the few remaining lives in the camp.
Until now, only Luo Xue and Ling Ling were left, depending on each other for survival.
When the fire broke out, Ling Ling was in another wooden hut in the camp.
The reason they didn’t live together was to avoid everyone being killed in an accident.
After all, even if the children gathered together, it was difficult to deal with the disasters in the endless wasteland…
Ling Ling and Luo Xue had experienced many similar things, so even though she was sad, Ling Ling didn’t leave the shelter during the extreme cold, but waited for the disaster to end.
Then… she would bury her last relative, Xue’er Jie, like she had buried the other older brothers and sisters.
Ling Ling pretended to be strong and walked out of the house, but as she got closer to Xue’er Jie’s burned-down house, she couldn’t suppress the sadness in her heart.
She cried at the door of the house, calling out for Xue’er Jie over and over again.
…Then the door opened.
That’s how it happened.
“So, Xue’er Jie, you’re saying you had a dream?” Ling Ling hugged her little head, her curious gaze constantly looking at Luo Xue’s white hair. “And your hair turned white?”
She lowered her head, her cheeks slightly red. “And, you seem… to have become a lot prettier.”
After reaching the Innate realm, one’s body would be reshaped to a certain extent, improving one’s appearance. Besides, Luo Xue had never been unattractive to begin with.
The reason she was called Ah Chou in the Immortal Martial World was entirely due to the burn scars.
“Yes, that’s roughly what happened.”
Luo Xue nodded, fiddling with her silvery-white bangs with a slight headache.
She was only ten years old, how could she have a full head of white hair…
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