A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 191

Chapter 191: A Maiden’s Prayer

The Sacred Soul’s emotions, whether the tragedy of facing the otherworldly demons or the sorrow of the demon race’s betrayal, were etched in Luo Xue’s heart, as if she had experienced them herself.

However, Luo Xue realized something even more terrifying.

So far, no one seemed to be able to truly control the ultimate laws.

Even the ancient divine beast, the Phoenix, the one who possessed the Law of Withering, had become the Blood Sea.

And the other one… was Phoenix Venerable.

Phoenix Venerable possessed the will of immortality, but she hadn’t been completely assimilated, becoming an immortal puppet. And she was very likely the only one who had survived from the ancient era to the present.

Furthermore, Phoenix Venerable had revealed her strength to Luo Xue, a Saint, just one step away from Great Emperor.

But why?

Why hadn’t Phoenix Venerable become a Great Emperor?

Luo Xue had initially thought that the chasm between Saint and Great Emperor was simply too vast to cross.

But… since Phoenix Venerable could control the Law of Immortality, one of the ultimate laws, and even the Eternal Withering Body, which could only adapt to withering, theoretically had the potential to become a Great Emperor, why couldn’t the true master of the law achieve it after so many years?

After seeing the Sacred Soul’s memories, Luo Xue finally understood. The reason Phoenix Venerable called herself a “quasi-emperor” was that she was indeed just one step away from Great Emperor.

Perhaps she only needed a single thought to achieve it.

This thought was to completely merge with the will of immortality, to become a part of it.

The reason she hadn’t taken this step… was because she was unwilling, or perhaps, afraid.

Therefore, Phoenix Venerable chose to stop, to honor her old friend’s wish, to protect the last cradle of the ancient sects and humanity, the nine provinces and four domains, known as the “cage.”

“A’Mian, you must remember, if I sink too deep, use any method to wake me up.”

Luo Xue said seriously, “Although the Sacred Soul doesn’t intend to harm me, her power is too great. If I delve too deep, my consciousness might be trapped in her memories forever.”

“That sounds very dangerous…”

Nangong Mian recalled what had just happened and shuddered.

She wanted to dissuade Luo Xue, but seeing her determined expression, she could only trust her.

“How will I know if you’re trapped?” Nangong Mian suddenly thought of this and asked.

“Hmm… let me think,” Luo Xue pondered for a moment, then said, “Call my name, Luo Xue. If there’s no response, call another name, Su Yiyao. If there’s still no response, then I’m trapped.”

The reason she didn’t choose Ling Ling was that Ling Ling wasn’t from this world, and her name wouldn’t have any resonance with Luo Xue’s soul.

In the Immortal Martial World, a name wasn’t just a title. Many curse-type techniques could be cast remotely through certain characteristics, and the most useful and crucial characteristic was a person’s name.

Only these two names could truly affect Luo Xue’s soul and consciousness.

“Oh, Luo Xue, Su Yiyao… who is Su Yiyao?”

Nangong Mian asked subconsciously, then quickly realized she had overstepped and covered her mouth, muttering something like “Just pretend I didn’t ask.”

Luo Xue thought for a moment, then said,

“Someone I shared a coffin with, that’s about it.”

“Shared… a coffin?” Nangong Mian’s jaw dropped. “Were you… ghost marrying?”

She immediately regretted her words. Her loose tongue…

She didn’t want to offend Luo Xue now. After all, she needed Luo Xue to escape this Blood Sea Secret Realm.

“No, I was dead, she wasn’t.”

Luo Xue coughed lightly. “Anyway, don’t ask too many questions. Quickly take me back there. To leave this Blood Sea Secret Realm, we still need the Sacred Soul.”

Although Nangong Mian couldn’t understand Luo Xue’s words, she didn’t dare to ask further and picked up Luo Xue.

But this time, her movements were much more careful.

“Is she really dead… Her body is so soft and light…”

Nangong Mian muttered, making Luo Xue want to retort.

Just carry me, why so much chatter…

But complaints aside, although Nangong Mian was a bit talkative, she was still loyal, willing to take risks with her, which was how Luo Xue could figure all this out.

Luo Xue, lifted into the air again, approached the Sacred Soul, which seemed to be waiting for her. Although it was a faceless soul, Luo Xue seemed to see a gentle smile on its face.

The Sacred Soul must have been a gentle and elegant woman.

Luo Xue reached out to touch it, and the Sacred Soul opened its arms, as if embracing her.

Nangong Mian was so scared that she almost threw Luo Xue away and ran, but she held back.

She was willing to believe Luo Xue, that the Sacred Soul had no ill intentions, that it was the first Clan Leader of the Nangong clan, known for her kindness and generosity.

Finally, Luo Xue’s figure overlapped with the phantom of the Sacred Soul, but the next moment, the phantom vanished, and Luo Xue collapsed.

“What’s going on?”

Nangong Mian was startled and quickly carried the unconscious Luo Xue back to the raft.

“Luo Xue?”

Nangong Mian called out nervously.

No response.

“…Su Yiyao?”

When Nangong Mian said this name, she suddenly shuddered, as if a powerful being was watching her, but Luo Xue still didn’t react.

“Damn it, she succumbed that quickly?”

Nangong Mian wanted to cry. She hadn’t even reacted, and this girl was already gone.

Wasn’t the Sacred Soul supposed to be harmless? Nangong Mian had thought this would be easy, but how could Luo Xue collapse just from a touch!

So, how could she wake her up?

Slap her? Shake her violently?

No, this was a battle between souls and consciousness. If her body was injured, her soul would only sink deeper.

“Damn it… wait, there’s another way.”

Nangong Mian composed herself. Although she wasn’t skilled in soul techniques, she had grown up in an ancient clan.

Some soul-returning techniques used even by mortals, Nangong Mian naturally knew them as well.

“Seven Star Candlelight Life-Extending Technique!”

Nangong Mian placed Luo Xue on the raft and lit flames around her.

To prevent them from being extinguished, Nangong Mian used inextinguishable flames.

“Sacred Soul, oh Sacred Soul, if you’re lonely, I can bring you some younger ones later, but please don’t take our girl away…”

Amidst the candlelight, the young woman prayed.

And in the darkness, another gaze silently watched.

…

No pain, no struggle, all Luo Xue felt was peace, and a faint sadness.

Entering the Sacred Soul’s memories again, Luo Xue was more familiar with it and quickly adapted to the Sacred Soul’s perspective.

Chaotic voices echoed around her, like remnants of the ancient era, or perhaps the noise accumulated within the Sacred Soul over countless years.

These whispers constantly tugged at the Sacred Soul’s consciousness, until now, when she no longer had any sentience, unable to respond to anyone’s calls.

The only thing that remained were these memories and thoughts that Luo Xue could touch.

Luo Xue walked through the darkness, surrounded by brilliant bubbles, scenes of memories swirling within.

“These… are all her experiences…”

Luo Xue didn’t try to pop these bubbles. She knew how powerful the Sacred Soul’s memories were.

Last time, she had accidentally popped three and almost lost her consciousness within those memories.

Nangong, back then, was very likely a quasi-emperor level expert. Even a wisp of her soul, a fragment of her memory, was beyond what someone like Luo Xue could withstand.

With even a hint of malice, Luo Xue would be doomed.

Luo Xue walked past these bubbles, searching for the memories she wanted to see.

But then, on the surface of one bubble, she saw the scene she had imagined before.

“The final battle against the otherworldly demons…”

Luo Xue held her breath. She suspected that the otherworldly demons were the same as deep space behemoths, but she hadn’t seen them and couldn’t confirm it.

She wanted to pop this bubble, but she was also worried that she couldn’t withstand this memory.

Before Luo Xue could make up her mind, the bubble before her suddenly burst.

“What!”

Luo Xue’s pupils constricted, and before she could react, the memory surged towards her.

A monstrous beast, beyond imagination, or rather, a colossal being, appeared on the screen.

It didn’t have any characteristics of a beast, more like the work of a bored creator, a single glance enough to send shivers down one’s spine.

—The otherworldly demons were deep space behemoths.

The post-apocalyptic world and the Immortal Martial World faced essentially the same disaster.

“Much stronger than the one I dealt with before…”

Luo Xue quickly retreated, avoiding the memory.

She could sense that this memory wasn’t something she could handle now.

Looking was fine, but experiencing it firsthand… Luo Xue wasn’t sure if she would go insane.

One of the most troublesome aspects of deep space behemoths was their constant mental contamination. Even within memories, this contamination couldn’t be resisted.

The surrounding chaotic voices gradually became blurry, like a distorted signal, and Luo Xue didn’t know where she was in the memories.

After an unknown amount of time, just as the memory was about to catch up to Luo Xue, a speck of light appeared ahead, like an exit.

“Let’s… get out of here!”

It couldn’t be worse than her current situation.

Luo Xue leaped forward, and the light engulfed her.

“…”

After the initial disorientation, Luo Xue opened her eyes and found herself slightly curled up.

“Strange, why am I in this position…”

Luo Xue stood up and realized that she was suspended in mid-air.

“Hmm?”

Luo Xue regained her composure and looked around.

She was indeed in the Blood Sea…

But where was Nangong Mian?

Don’t tell me this idiot left her behind and ran away?

Just as Luo Xue was about to get angry, she looked up and saw two unfamiliar figures staring at her, disbelief and a hint of fear in their eyes.

“…Did I… come to the wrong place?” Luo Xue murmured.

This was definitely the Blood Sea Secret Realm, except for Nangong Mian’s absence… wait.

Luo Xue looked at one of the unfamiliar figures, observed carefully for a moment, then suddenly realized,

“So… it’s been that long…”

The tall woman in white looked very similar to Nangong Mian, like a grown-up version, but she didn’t recognize the other woman.

She hadn’t expected that what felt like just a few days in her consciousness was actually many years in the outside world, even Nangong Mian had grown up.

Truly… time flies.

“Please put me down, I can’t even stand properly suspended in mid-air.” Luo Xue said.

She felt light and floaty, probably because she was suspended.

But the seemingly grown-up Nangong Mian didn’t react, still staring at her in shock.

The woman beside her frowned slightly and said,

“Ling’er, don’t answer her. This might be another illusion, a trick.”

“I know.”

Nangong Ling’s eyes flickered, and she whispered.

Could this be the awakening of their ancestor’s consciousness?

But why did she speak to her so casually?

There were many theories about the Sacred Soul’s identity, the most likely being the first Clan Leader of the Nangong clan.

But the records of Nangong weren’t like this…

“Ling’er?” Luo Xue’s expression turned serious. “You’re not Nangong Mian?”

She looked at the other woman.

“And you… who are you?”

Where had she ended up?

Another timeline, a timeline where Nangong Mian wasn’t Nangong Mian?

“Xiao Mian?” Both women’s expressions turned to shock. “You… know Xiao Mian?”

“…Wait, what’s going on?” Luo Xue’s eyelid twitched.

Nangong Ling and Nangong Wan’er exchanged glances, then looked at Luo Xue and asked,

“Who are you?”

“I, my name is Nangong Jiao… forget it, my name is Luo Xue, not the one from the southern barbarian lands, just the same name.”

Luo Xue thought for a moment and decided not to use an alias. And she habitually started explaining. It wouldn’t be good if they mistook her for Li Guijiao.

She missed her name…

“…”

The two women were silent for a moment, seemingly processing the situation.

They seemed to be discussing through voice transmission, but Luo Xue didn’t know what they were talking about.

After a while, Nangong Ling seemed to have made a decision and looked up.

“I am Nangong Mian’s older sister, Nangong Ling.”

“What exactly… happened between you and my younger sister?”