I Ruined the Long Ao Tian Script-Chapter 139

Who Will Ferry Me

Under a canopy of pear blossoms, Xu Shulou quietly embraced her junior sister.

Bai Roushuang’s face was brimming with unrestrained joy. "Senior Sister, I can feel your warmth! You must have been so worried about me while I was missing!"

Xu Shoulou chuckled, reaching up to remove the intricate pearl earrings from her junior sister’s ears, leaving only a few simple ones to adorn her hair, clean and elegant.

Bai Roushuang shook her head in satisfaction, hearing her senior sister whisper softly by her ear, "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For holding an umbrella for me." Thank you for reawakening the long-dormant tenderness I once held for this world.

"Why thank me for something so trivial?" Bai Roushuang shrugged. "It was just a small gesture. If you saw me caught in the rain, you’d do the same for me."

Xu Shulou gazed at her. "I want to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"You’ve spent over ten days in this world and must have learned about the life Bai Roushuang leads here," Xu Shulou said. "Where do you think the crossroads were—the moments that set your life and hers on different paths?"

Bai Roushuang fell into deep thought. "Lu Beichen? No, not him. If I were still the person I once was, even without him, there would have been someone else. I would have always needed to cling to someone to survive."

"..." Xu Shulou waited silently for her answer.

After a long pause, Bai Roushuang shook her head. "What crossroads? It was simply having someone by my side, guiding me through actions and words—teaching me how to live, to cherish the world, to let go of hatred, to become a better person. Someone who showed me the vastness of the world and stood by me as I grew, transformed, and shed my old self."

"..."

"Without those experiences, no matter how many crossroads lay before me, I would have stubbornly walked the darkest path."

Xu Shulou had once traveled through time, searching for the turning point that changed Bai Roushuang’s life.

But in truth, there had been no single crossroads.

The answer was unexpected, yet it made perfect sense.

Xu Shulou looked at her and smiled, the warmth in her expression as gentle as the spring breeze brushing against willow branches.

"Senior Sister, what are you thinking about?"

Xu Shulou glanced up at the sky. "I was thinking… the weather is lovely today. Let’s set up a table under the pear blossoms and have a hot pot."

"Great!" Now that her senior sister was here, Bai Roushuang no longer felt anxious or in a hurry to leave. "I’ll prepare the ingredients!"

"Let me do it," Xu Shulou offered.

Bai Roushuang stiffened. "Uh… why?"

"...I just want to do something for you."

"Oh, you scared me for a second. I thought you were angry that I touched your chain ring and ended up in this world, and now you were going to punish me with your cooking," Bai Roushuang waved a hand dismissively. "Just sit back and relax, Senior Sister. I’ll handle it!" freewebnøvel_com

"..." Xu Shulou fell silent. Preparing ingredients doesn’t even involve cooking—why is my junior sister so wary?

Before long, Bai Roushuang returned, directing servants carrying pots, bowls, and utensils. She spotted Xu Shulou lounging leisurely against the railing, cradling a delicate pink fox in her arms.

The scene was achingly familiar. Bai Roushuang took a closer look—wasn’t this fox one of the "jade-skinned" beauties from Lu Beichen’s harem?

At first, the fox’s ears were perked up in alertness, but after a few strokes under its chin, they drooped contentedly. Its eyes narrowed in pleasure, and its tail curled affectionately around Xu Shulou’s wrist. Even when Xu Shulou playfully squeezed its paws, it didn’t bare its claws in protest.

Bai Roushuang sent a bewildered telepathic message: "I was only gone long enough to gather ingredients. How did you manage to turn a hostile demon beast into a docile pet that lets you cradle and pet it in its true form?"

"Must be my natural charm," Xu Shulou lifted the fox to eye level and booped its nose. "Demon beasts have always liked me."

If the cultivation world heard Xu Shulou claim she had "natural charm," they’d laugh themselves silly.

Bai Roushuang shook her head with a smile, boiling water and carefully seasoning the broth before adding thinly sliced beef.

The rich, spicy aroma filled the air. The little fox twitched its nose, intrigued. Xu Shulou patted it. "Change back to human form and join us?"

The fox hesitated, glancing at Bai Roushuang, who shrugged. "Who’d have thought I’d one day be seen as scarier than you, Senior Sister? It’s a novel feeling."

Xu Shulou chuckled and handed the fox to her junior sister. "I’ll go invite the others."

Bai Roushuang stiffly held the equally rigid fox. "How are you going to invite them? By force?"

"...Through the power of my charisma?"

Xu Shulou knocked on the doors of Xiao Ya, Ling Yuechan, Luo Fusheng, and others. Upon hearing she intended to dine with "Madam Bai," they all wore expressions that screamed, "You’ve finally lost your mind."

Curiosity won out. Whether out of sheer fascination or a "If you’re brave enough to go, so are we" mentality, they reluctantly agreed, arriving in a surprisingly complete assembly.

The group sniffed the tantalizing aroma but hesitated to pick up their chopsticks, as if suspecting a trap—unsure which of the two women played the role of the assassin and which the intended victim.

They watched, dumbfounded, as Bai Roushuang expertly mixed a dipping sauce for Xu Shulou and handed it to her. "Try it. Is it too salty?"

Xu Shulou shook her head. "Perfect." She casually passed her junior sister a bottle of mild wine. "Your favorite plum wine."

"Oh, ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‍there’s still some left? I thought we finished it last time. This pairs perfectly with hot pot."

"It’s the last jar. I’ll brew more when we return." Xu Shulou noticed the stunned expressions around the table. "Why isn’t anyone eating?"

"You two…" someone gulped. "What were you just talking about?"

To Xu Shulou, their exchange had been utterly mundane. But to the others, such normalcy between them was the most unsettling thing of all.

Realizing this, Bai Roushuang laughed. "Just regular conversation between shijie and shimei. The way we were before was the strange part."

She used serving chopsticks to dish out food. Unable to refuse, the guests ate, their minds buzzing with questions, but the meal grew lively nonetheless.

Xu Shulou poured wine for each of them and raised a toast. Though their interactions in this world had been few, she had witnessed their joys and sorrows in dreams.

"The two of you… seem different today," Luo Fusheng observed, her clear eyes fixed on them.

"We are different," Bai Roushuang rested her chin in her hands. "I’m the best version of myself."

Her words were cryptic, but Xu Shulou understood.

After a few rounds of drinks, the group relaxed slightly in the face of the two women’s easy camaraderie.

Then footsteps approached. Lu Beichen emerged from the western moon gate, pausing at the sight of the gathering before clapping in delight. "Splendid! A harmonious household, where wives and concubines dine together—splendid!"

"..."

He strode toward them, declaring, "I always said you should gather like this more often."

He cleared his throat, signaling for the crowd to make space for him, fully expecting a warm welcome.

Yet, the others remained silent in their seats. Only Xu Shulou greeted him with enthusiasm: "We've been waiting for you."

Before Lu Beichen could react, her sword flicked in her hand and came to rest on his shoulder. "Lu Beichen," she said, "today, I’ll kill you one last time."

"What?"

He seemed to think she was joking—until the next moment, when a blinding flash of steel filled his vision. Xu Shulou’s sword shot toward his brow like a silver dragon.

He barely managed to raise his weapon in defense.

The force of their clash sent a flurry of pear blossoms drifting down like the memory of a heavy snowfall.

Strangely, no one tried to intervene or showed any sign of panic. They simply watched in silence as it all unfolded.

...

By the time Lu Beichen collapsed, Luo Fusheng leaned down and scattered a handful of pear blossoms over his face before lifting his gaze to the sky.

Lu Beichen lay amidst the fallen petals, the scene eerily beautiful. With his death, something plummeted straight from the sky. Xu Shulou picked it up—a fragment bearing a sliver of blue sky and white clouds.

After its fall, a dark void gaped where it had been.

She was bewildered, but the others seemed to understand, watching calmly.

"This is..."

Before she could finish, more fragments began raining down—blue sky, white clouds, ornamental rocks, green tiles, and red walls—all shattering to reveal a dim corridor behind them. Then, even the distant corridor dissolved into nothingness.

The world was collapsing, yet someone strode gracefully through the chaos, parting the falling blossoms with ease. Their face was one she knew all too well.

Through the gaps in the fragments, Xu Shulou locked eyes with another version of herself.

"This world is crumbling, being destroyed, remade—turned upside down," the other her said. "To put it simply, you’ve altered this timeline beyond repair."

Xu Shulou froze. "What happens now? What will become of you?"

"The best outcome? Our memories will be wiped, and we’ll start over from the moment the change began."

She blinked. She knew it was time to leave.

Clasping her hands in farewell, she bowed to the group. "It was an honor to share this moment with you all. Xu Shulou takes her leave now. May you find new beginnings, freedom, and happiness."

One by one, they returned the gesture.

Ling Yuechan smiled at her. "Thank you."

"Go, now," the other her urged. "Any longer, and you won’t be able to."

"Will we meet again?"

"Most likely not."

"..."

"What? Worried about me?" The other her smirked, arching a brow. "Don’t forget—I’m also Xu Shulou. Who do you think you’re underestimating?"

With a sweep of her sleeve, a white light enveloped Xu Shulou and Bai Roushuang, pulling them away from that world. They couldn’t help but glance back one last time—watching as the sky and earth shattered completely, then reassembled in an instant. The valley remained, but the pear blossoms and the figures beneath them were gone.

No one knew what would become of them now. Their new journey was theirs alone to walk.

They could no longer interfere—but then again, perhaps they no longer needed to.

Xu Shulou looked down and saw a single white pear blossom clinging to her robes—the only memento she had brought from that world.

She lifted it to her nose. The fragrance was faint, barely there at all.

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