The No.1 Undercover in the Immortal World-Chapter 668 - 176: A Father’s Love is Like a Landslide
Lin Yun looked at Dongfang Hongyue’s flowers and felt his scalp tingle. Without needing any explanation, he knew Gold represents merit and black represents karmic force. Now that Dongfang Hongyue’s lotus had become so dark, Lin Yun wasn’t sure he could withstand it. His own Merit Golden Lotus only had a little over seventy petals.
"Don’t come near me."
Realizing the severity of the problem, Dongfang Hongyue left these words behind and flew off beyond White Tiger Ridge.
She tried her best to use her black lotus to gather the dispersing dark aura, but still, some inevitably spread out, remaining on White Tiger Ridge.
Just a wisp of dark aura contaminated the spiritual energy of White Tiger Ridge, and the contamination continued to spread.
Lin Yu sensed the change in the spiritual energy and also realized the gravity of the situation. He said to Bai Jiaojiao, "You stay here; I’ll go after her."
"Hmm."
Bai Jiaojiao consented and transformed into a dragon, conjuring wind and rain to trap the wisp of dark aura and all the contaminated spiritual energy in one place. She breathed out a breath of True Dragon Flame, burning away the contaminated spiritual energy. However, the wisp of dark aura that Dongfang Hongyue had released persisted stubbornly in the flames.
Bai Jiaojiao couldn’t find a solution for the moment and could only remain in a stalemate.
Meanwhile, after escaping White Tiger Ridge, Dongfang Hongyue plunged into the water with a splash.
A bubble quickly formed around her, showcasing the power of the Calming Sea Pearl.
Dongfang Hongyue was able to avoid the floods thanks to the Calming Sea Pearl.
Although the Calming Sea Pearl couldn’t calm the cyan waves, it saved Dongfang Hongyue from drowning.
It was after jumping into the water that Dongfang Hongyue was surprised to find the dark aura couldn’t escape.
This finally allowed her to breathe a sigh of relief; she had spoken lightly in the Netherworld, but in the Mortal Realm, she truly didn’t wish to harm innocent people.
So, she chose to flee.
As the situation stood, it wasn’t too dire. Although she left some dark aura on White Tiger Ridge, with its abundance of strong cultivators, someone was bound to solve it.
Her unintended dive turned out to be a stroke of genius, as the mysterious cyan floodwater somehow prevented her karmic force from escaping.
This move could be considered a case of fighting poison with poison.
"What has happened to you?"
Lin Yu, following closely, asked anxiously.
Dongfang Hongyue found herself at a loss for words, and after some deliberation, she sighed and said, "In the Netherland, I saw your adoptive son, and also my own..."
Dongfang Hongyue wasn’t sure if Dongfang Ming should be considered her ancestor. Theoretically, he could be, but ethically, perhaps not.
The entire Dongfang Family was crafted as tools. Though they had Dongfang Ming’s blood in their veins, that blood was more a material than a familial connection.
Ethically, kinship should be the product of a man and a woman coming together to conceive life. That was considered true family.
Dongfang Ming, at most, could be considered a material supplier for the Dongfang Family’s bloodline.
After much thought, Dongfang Hongyue finally said, "I encountered a predecessor closely linked to me and successfully obtained my Earthly Soul."
Hearing that Dongfang Hongyue had seen Lin Yun, Lin Yu felt a tightness in her heart.
She had long known that her adoptive son Lin Yun was dead, but news of him still saddened her.
He was so young, and now he could only be trapped in the Netherland.
"Is he... doing well?"
"One can’t say he is doing well, but he’s still alive. When we met, he was struggling on the brink of life and death..."
Dongfang Hongyue recounted her encounter with that Lin Yun on the road of no return, including his words.
Lin Yu listened to the whole story in silence.
After a while, she composed herself and asked, "Did this condition start after meeting that Dongfang Ming?"
Dongfang Hongyue nodded her head.
"If Dongfang Ming wasn’t lying, perhaps the only person in this world who can kill me now is Lin Yun."
Lin Yun not only wielded golden fire but also controlled the gold of thunder, both potent against Dongfang Hongyue now.
Lin Yu didn’t quite believe it, so she tried to slice a sword on Dongfang Hongyue’s hand. The wound instantly healed before the blood could even flow.
As a fellow Defiant Heavenly Realm Cultivator, she lacked such a frightening ability to recover, making it seem as if even if Dongfang Hongyue’s neck were chopped off, it would regenerate instantly.
Yet, this was something Lin Yu dared not test, even though Dongfang Hongyue’s death might be more advantageous. She couldn’t truly kill her.
Even setting aside that Lin Yun wouldn’t forgive her, she and Dongfang Hongyue also had a form of sisterhood.
Despite their long history of overt and covert conflict, she would not use such a method to take Dongfang Hongyue out of the picture.
"Don’t worry, as you said, you can choose to trust Lin Yun now. He might bring a miracle."
That was all Lin Yu could offer as consolation. Dongfang Hongyue made no comment, only smiled slightly and said, "I’ll wait for him."
Regardless if he comes to save me or to kill me.
Dongfang Hongyue added silently in her heart.
"You should go back first; I also need to do something within my means."
Lin Yu looked at Dongfang Hongyue and finally nodded.
She knew Dongfang Hongyue was about to attempt something uncertain, yet she had no reason to stop her.
All she could offer were her best wishes.
"Take care."
Lin Yu said earnestly before she returned to White Tiger Ridge.
Not knowing if Bai Jiaojiao could resolve the karmic force left by the Sinful Blood, Dongfang Hongyue mentioned that it would be best neutralized with an artifact of merit, but regrettably, the Thunderclap Sword had just been taken by Lin Yun...
As Dongfang Hongyue watched Lin Yu’s receding figure, she thought again of Lin Yun.
"In the future, he might have to rely on you all."
Dongfang Hongyue suddenly felt wistful. She used to blame Lin Yun for being too affectionate, for seeking other women even though he had her. She could accept it, but it never sat well in her heart. Now, she thought it might not be such a bad thing after all.
If she died, Lin Yun would still have other women to accompany him. At the very least, he wouldn’t give up his own life for her. He could continue living properly.
"Goodbye."
Dongfang Hongyue cast one last glance at White Tiger Ridge before turning and heading west without looking back.
Now it was all a vast ocean, but in the past, that place was known as the Land of Death.
Netherworld, Wugui City.
After Dongfang Hongyue left, Dongfang Ming was still flying into a rage.
She transformed into a surge of blood, raging everywhere to vent the fury in her heart.
Every building in Wugui City was destroyed, but she could not demolish the city gates of Wugui City.
Wugui City was a special prison; as its master, Dongfang Ming could not leave Wugui City, though other souls could. However, with Dongfang Ming’s brutality, once a soul entered, there was no possibility of leaving.
But the slaughter did not bring Dongfang Ming true relief; instead, it made her more insane. Wugui City itself suppressed the Sinful Blood, and the heavier Dongfang Ming’s sins became, the more pain it caused her, the more pain she felt, the crazier she became, and the crazier she got, the more sins she committed.
This vicious cycle had been unstoppable since the first time she killed.
To this day, she had been a prisoner for one hundred and thirty thousand years.
As she became a blood surge, a person slowly approached the entrance of Wugui City.
Dongfang Ming looked at that person and felt a sense of kinship and familiarity.
She quickly transformed back into human form and demanded, "Who are you?"
This familiarity made Dongfang Ming uneasy.
In this world, other than the people of the Dongfang family, only her father and mother gods could make her feel kinship and familiarity.
The person coming was indeed a handsome young man. Dongfang Ming thought that Dongfang Hongyue had already returned to the Mortal Realm, and according to prophecy, her reincarnated father would awaken his previous life’s memories afterward.
But was the father god in the Netherworld?
Did he die before awakening?
Dongfang Ming felt something was amiss, but the young man slowly began to speak.
"Ah Ming, you’ve suffered these years."
Upon hearing this sentence, Dongfang Ming had no more doubts; only her father god would call her Ah Ming.
In her painful life, only her childhood could be considered happy, and her father god was the light of her childhood.
After her father died, her suffering began. Her mother became paranoid and insane, doing such terrible things to her in an attempt to revive her father.
When she heard that "Ah Ming," Dongfang Ming couldn’t help but feel her eyes heating up and her nose turning sour as tears uncontrollably surged down her face.
"Father god!"
Dongfang Ming flung herself into the young man’s arms and wept bitterly against his chest, as if trying to vent all the grievances of the past one hundred and thirty thousand years.
"My dear, don’t cry now."
A warm hand gently patted Dongfang Ming’s back. This warmth of paternal love was like a light, dissipating some of the gloom in Dongfang Ming’s heart.
"I’ve missed you so much. Since your demise, mother god has fallen into madness. She has killed many gods and demons..."
Dongfang Ming began to recount every misdeed her mother god had committed, as if tattling.
If Lin Yun were here, he would have heard a great deal of secrets.
Qian Qian was really of no use; to hear stories, one had to seek other gods.
"Mother god has gone nearly mad trying to gather Sinful Blood."
"Did she succeed in the end?"
Dongfang Ming suddenly found it strange; her father god seemed too calm. He didn’t comfort her and instead was more concerned about what her mother had done.
Still, trusting her father god, she responded, "She succeeded. She imprisoned me in this ghastly place, drawing in dead souls every day, allowing the Dongfang family to wear away their Karmic Force while increasing the sins in Wugui City. I don’t know what she really wants to do!"
Dongfang Ming had placed her hopes upon her father god, wishing he could make decisions for her.
"I know all this. Ah Ming, I need you to do one more thing for me."
"What is it?"
Dongfang Ming looked at her father god with a puzzled gaze, noting that his handsome face, though drastically different from before, was still unparalleled in handsomeness.
Perhaps there was no man in the world more beautiful than him.
"Give me your Divine Power and flesh."
Dongfang Ming was startled and before she could react, the next second she felt pain in her chest, as her godly heart was grasped in the hand of the person she believed to be her father god.
She felt her Divine Power and blood slowly flowing towards the person before her, as she edged closer to death with each step.
Every god’s weakness is different, and this man was able to capture hers precisely; there was no doubt, this really was her father god. But why...
Dongfang Ming’s heart ached, numbing her with pain.
She could not understand why her mother god would bleed and imprison her, and her father god was now directly taking her life, taking everything from her.
"Why..."
Dongfang Ming asked with difficulty.
"What do you mean, why? Your blood and Divine Power have always been mine."
The hand holding the godly heart suddenly burst into flames of vermilion gold, and Dongfang Ming’s entire body was ignited. The sins she had committed over the years now became fuel for the flames.
Dongfang Ming was in agony, the pain of being burnt searing into her bones, but she made no sound.
As death approached, she suddenly remembered what Dongfang Hongyue had said.
"It’s true, I’m just a weak and pitiful creature..."
Dongfang Ming’s body was quickly consumed by the fire, and a Fire Lotus with seventy-two petals formed, looking very seductive.
The handsome young man absorbed the Fire Seed into his body, and feeling the abundant power within, he couldn’t help but laugh wildly three times.
The whole of Wugui City shook, and before long, Wugui City collapsed with a great noise, turning into a pile of ruins.
"Tremble, Qing Nu, for I, Dongfang Yao, have returned!"
ps: For ssr of the year of flowing water, today has been supercharged. Oh
