Chapter 127: Towards the Mortal World
She gently rubbed against Ning Ruoque’s palm…
Soon, someone reacted, “Is it power?”
This was obvious.
Yin Buran nodded and changed to a more lazy posture, her whole body completely nestled in the chair. “Apart from this, Taotie’s demon body should be much stronger than a possessed human body, but it has never used it.”
Anyway, there were no outsiders watching. She grabbed Ning Ruoque’s hand again, and while she was thinking, she kneaded the thin calluses on Ning Ruoque’s palm.
Ning Ruoque had no choice but to hold out her arm and let her play with it.
She confirmed, “Yes. The one I was fighting with at Little Silver River was Taotie’s illusion, not its real body.”
At that time, she had thought that Taotie was using an illusion to hide its tracks and had not thought much about it.
But now that Yin Buran had mentioned it again, someone had keenly guessed her implied meaning.
“Does the Divine Pivot Lord mean that this fellow, in order to seize the initiative, had directly abandoned its own demon body? So it chose to possess someone?”
Yin Buran lowered her eyes. “It’s just a guess. I don’t have any definite evidence.”
Although this guess was completely reasonable.
With Taotie’s arrogance, it probably thought that the speed at which it recovered its power was faster than the human race discovering it.
Secondly, possessing a person from an immortal sect was also more convenient for it to plot and scheme in the human world.
However, after all its calculations, it had not calculated that Ning Ruoque had also been reborn.
This sworn enemy, whose memory had been erased by the Heavenly Dao and was only half a step away from ascending to the divine position, had become the biggest obstacle in Taotie’s plan.
For this, it had not hesitated to use the fragments of the Dao is Hidden and Nameless sword as bait and had driven the entire Mirage Sea Realm to make Ning Ruoque recover her memory.
A person’s emotions and desires were just Taotie’s food, and the gods were disdainful of this.
The room was quiet for a moment.
Yin Buran covered Ning Ruoque’s hand and intertwined their fingers.
Someone sighed softly, “A hundred years. For us, the time to recuperate is still too short. But Taotie is not at its peak either, which is a blessing in disguise.”
So the conversation started again.
“If we handle it properly, this might even be a good opportunity.”
“But how are we going to fight?”
“The Sword Venerable is still—”
Before the last voice could fall, Chu Xuan knocked on the bookshelf beside her. “Hey, you couldn’t be thinking of letting Ning Ruoque go again, right?”
Her tone was light, but the last syllable suddenly became low, not hiding the threat in it at all.
So Ning Ruoque caught a glimpse of the person beside her suddenly sitting up straight.
She was not lazing in her chair, nor was she playing with her hand. Her pair of beautiful eyes were not blinking, and she was staring at the precious pearl in front of her.
Like an unusually focused cat, she would bristle at anyone who “spoke wildly.”
The person who had been interrupted said sheepishly, “This… I didn’t say that only she should go…”
Yin Buran’s expression was blank. “Oh? Then you were thinking it secretly?”
“…”
Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, Si Mingyue quickly spoke.
“This is not good. This matter is closely related to us. How can we let Ning Ruoque bear it alone? Besides, if you owe someone a cause, you will have to repay a fruit sooner or later.”
After all the good and bad words had been said, that person did not answer. It was clear that her thoughts had been exposed, and she did not dare, and did not have the confidence, to refute.
Yin Buran propped up her head with one hand, her gaze lightly sweeping over Ning Ruoque, observing her expression.
Then she found that a certain sword cultivator’s mouth was turned up, and her eyes were sparkling. It was unknown what she was so happy about.
Yin Buran: “…”
Apart from a fool like Ning Ruoque, no one was willing to die.
She frowned in frustration and also fiercely stepped on Ning Ruoque’s foot.
Ning Ruoque obediently took it, lowered her eyebrows, and warmed Yin Buran’s teacup with her spiritual energy.
“Let’s just let me do it. I have experience in dealing with it,” she suddenly looked up and met Yin Buran’s eyes. “I just need to hold it off, right?”
The sound of her praise was endless, but Yin Buran turned her head away, quietly.
In the end, she did not stop her.
“Divine Pivot Lord, what do you think are the chances of winning this plan?”
“Less than ten percent.” Yin Buran pushed away Ning Ruoque, who was staring at her eagerly.
She finally said with certainty, “But it’s worth a try.”
*
There was no moon tonight.
Ning Ruoque held Yin Buran’s hand and walked out of the study. The evening wind swirled between their robes.
There were no insects chirping, and the courtyard lamps were dim. The shadows of the two people were squeezed together on the small path, and they gradually became indistinguishable.
Ning Ruoque counted Yin Buran’s breaths, until she sighed softly, “If you die this time, I won’t be able to save you.”
Yin Buran said to herself, “At that time, I will bring you back and seal you in an ice coffin.”
She was very calm, as if it were just a normal conversation, to describe her future plans.
Ning Ruoque could not imagine that scene and said in a muffled voice, “Mm.”
“When I’ve forgotten you, I’ll go and find a new one.”
Ning Ruoque was a little bewildered. “A new what?”
Yin Buran raised her chin proudly and said generously, “A new Dao companion. The world is not short of sword cultivators who can cook, have high cultivation, and have a good waist.”
Ning Ruoque: “…”
Not long after their “new marriage,” her Dao companion was already planning to find another.
It’s her fault.
She belatedly understood the look in Yin Buran’s eyes.
That one look at her was exactly the same as every time she went on an expedition, every time she hunted demons, and every time they parted.
The person had not yet gone far, and she could not think about the future, and she did not have time to think about the past.
She only traced and entangled her with her gaze countless times, wishing she could imprint this figure in her heart.
This carving knife seemed to have also fallen on Ning Ruoque’s heart, and blood seeped out.
She was at a loss, and even subconsciously wanted to find something else to do, to skip over this topic.
Ning Ruoque quickly suppressed this thought.
She pinched Yin Buran’s hand and chose her words as much as possible to comfort the other.
She softened her tone to be even gentler than the evening wind. “This time is different. Master will go with me.”
Although Ning Ruoque seriously suspected that she was not willing.
“According to the plan, Chu Xuan and Mingyue will help me. And there’s Azurefall Creek and so many sects. I’m not alone, and I’ll get out if I encounter danger.”
Yin Buran stopped, and looked up at her.
Ning Ruoque really wanted to stroke her head.
Her fine white hair was blown by the wind, and when Ning Ruoque reached out her hand, it wrapped around her fingers, a little itchy.
Ning Ruoque took a deep breath.
She had never properly said goodbye to Yin Buran before.
It was as if as long as she left in a hurry, the bad news would also rush past Yin Buran’s life.
In fact, for the person who cared, every moment before they parted was precious.
No matter if she chose to escape or to face it, Yin Buran would remember.
Still maintaining the posture of extending her hand, Ning Ruoque said seriously, “Yin Buran, I will come back. I promise you.”
The person before her’s eyelashes trembled, and the warm light of the courtyard lamp blurred the red at the corners of her eyes. All the unspoken affection melted into the night.
Yin Buran turned her cheek slightly.
She gently rubbed against Ning Ruoque’s palm.
