A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 233

Chapter 233: This is For Your Own Good

The approaching pressure didn’t faze Luo Xue. In this critical moment, she became calmer, her mind clearer than ever.

So what if her main body was discovered? As long as she controlled the core, the Beiming Clan wouldn’t dare to act rashly.

And her so-called “main body” was just a puppet. Her consciousness within the formation was her true “self.”

However…

Since the other party controlled the core’s authority, even if they couldn’t utilize its full power, just repelling Luo Xue was enough.

As long as she couldn’t bypass Beiming Ling, Luo Xue couldn’t reach the core.

Beiming Ling, her arms crossed, watched the distant figure with interest. In her vision, Luo Xue was just a faint shadow, her true appearance unclear.

This piqued her curiosity. Just what kind of being could do this?

This was the first time in countless millennia that someone had infiltrated the core of the Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation, almost seizing control.

Beiming Ling had no doubt that if Luo Xue reached the core, the entire formation would fall into her hands.

The power Luo Xue wielded through the formation nodes already made Beiming Ling apprehensive.

Therefore… she couldn’t let Luo Xue succeed!

As long as she was here, this mysterious intruder couldn’t break through, and finding her main body was just a matter of time.

Beiming Ling was confident. She was already speculating about Luo Xue’s background and who she was working for.

The Imperial Clan? The Nangong clan? Or… another ancient clan?

Even Beiming Hu had his suspicions about the intruder’s identity. Beiming Ling was almost certain: she was the ruler of the barbarian lands, the so-called Demon Emperor.

But Beiming Ling didn’t believe that Luo Xue could achieve this without external help.

With anticipation, Beiming Ling continued to watch, wanting to see Luo Xue’s next move.

But unexpectedly, the shadow seemed to have calmed down.

“Why did she stop struggling?”

Beiming Ling was slightly surprised. Having come this far, was she really giving up?

If so, Beiming Ling wouldn’t be disappointed, but impressed.

In her eyes, Luo Xue’s actions were futile. Her victory was just a matter of time.

If Luo Xue realized this and decisively gave up, that would be the mark of a true hero, someone worthy of her attention.

Unfortunately, after a while, the shadow moved again, approaching the core, a futile struggle.

“Heh, that’s all.”

Beiming Ling sneered and used the core’s power to repel Luo Xue.

But just then, Beiming Ling smelled something she shouldn’t have in this formation world.

“This is…” Beiming Ling twitched her nose and frowned. “…The smell of blood?”

This was a world within the formation, not the real world. Although it simulated senses like sight, hearing, and smell, they were just transmitted to her main body, not truly experienced.

But Beiming Ling could clearly smell blood, a sweet, metallic scent.

A sense of unease arose within her, and the next moment, she saw something unbelievable.

—The shadow passed through the barrier around the core, approaching its center.

“How… how is this possible!”

Beiming Ling’s eyes widened, and she exclaimed in a low voice.

She had used the barrier’s power to repel Luo Xue, so what was going on?

Could it be related to the sudden smell of blood?

Beiming Ling looked intently and saw a dark red color seeping from the shadow, staining the barrier.

“…Wait, isn’t that just consciousness? How can consciousness bleed?”

Not to mention how blood could break through the core’s barrier, there shouldn’t even be blood in this place!

However, there was no time to think about this now. Watching the shadow approach, Beiming Ling took a deep breath, calmed herself, and tried to use the core’s power again.

But this time, the core didn’t respond.

Luo Xue’s cold, calm voice echoed in Beiming Ling’s ear.

“Sorry, but I… am the true master of this formation.”

Only after arriving here did Luo Xue realize that her earlier guess was wrong.

The Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation wasn’t created by Phoenix Venerable, but by the Phoenix Emperor… the True Phoenix whose bloodline she and Su Yiyao shared.

Therefore, Luo Xue was the true master of the Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation.

The formation’s “Attack” state was entirely constructed from the will of withering. Only in this state could it unleash its true, terrifying power.

Beiming Hu’s device could only activate a weakened “Attack” state, without the will of withering, less than 2 or 3% of its true power.

Realizing this, Luo Xue decisively released the True Phoenix bloodline within her consciousness, seizing control of the formation core from Beiming Ling.

Because Luo Xue guessed that the Beiming Clan was only granted the authority to use the Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation, not true ownership. As long as someone with higher authority appeared, they could naturally reclaim control.

And it was true. When Luo Xue released her bloodline aura, the dormant consciousness within the formation seemed to awaken for a moment, although not fully, but it was enough for Luo Xue’s authority to surpass that of the Beiming Clan.

From then on, the Beiming Clan completely lost control of the Calamity-Averting Formation.

“The true… master?”

Beiming Ling was stunned.

Just then, news came from outside. After a thorough search, they had finally found Luo Xue’s main body.

But because Beiming Ling had given prior orders, the guards didn’t dare to touch the sleeping Luo Xue, just sent back an image.

Beiming Ling looked at the image, was silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

“Tsk, so I lost to you… not a bad loss.”

In the image, a silver-haired girl lay with her eyes closed, but her soul had the appearance of another person.

This person… Beiming Ling remembered her very well.

Or rather, this was an unforgettable, a figure etched in her memory.

…Ancestor Nangong, Nangong.

“You’ve already won.”

Beiming Ling said softly, her consciousness within the formation core slowly dissipating, admitting defeat.

Without anyone noticing, the Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation had changed masters, without any external changes.

Because the Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation had never been truly controlled by anyone. What they called “ownership” was just the authority granted by the formation’s consciousness.

Who held the authority made no difference to the formation itself, not even the descendants of its creator.

As Beiming Ling’s figure dissipated, Luo Xue calmed her mind and merged her consciousness with the Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation.

Instantly, her vision expanded.

All the formation nodes connected to the core, and the entire formation that enveloped the Beiming territory became her eyes and ears. Every corner of the Beiming Clan, except for the place where the Saints slumbered, was under Luo Xue’s watch.

And she also saw her own puppet body, carefully guarded by many guards, several elders staring at it with grave expressions.

“These should be the higher-ups of the Beiming Clan…”

Luo Xue used the Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation to sense the elders’ strength, but they immediately noticed and probed her in return.

However… Luo Xue was using the Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation itself. Their counterattack was futile.

And they seemed to realize this, panic flashing through their eyes.

At the same time, Luo Xue’s consciousness left the formation world and returned to her puppet body.

The silver-haired girl slowly opened her eyes, calmly looking at the powerful figures before her, and said softly,

“Seniors, I apologize for the disturbance.”

“Disturbance…”

Was this called a disturbance? Stealing their core, could this be called a disturbance?

Hearing these words, the Beiming elders were furious, and several instinctively condensed their techniques and abilities.

Luo Xue didn’t hesitate. Her consciousness was still connected to the Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation, and she activated its power, the entire small world instantly shaking.

Controlling the Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation was equivalent to holding the Beiming Clan’s lifeline.

Seeing this, a burly, injured elder stepped forward, stopped the other elders who were about to attack Luo Xue, and said in a deep voice,

“Everyone, calm down.”

Then, the elder looked at Luo Xue, his expression serious.

“Miss Luo Xue—if you don’t mind me addressing you as such, what are your conditions… for returning our clan-protecting formation?”

“Return?”

Luo Xue frowned slightly.

“I am Beiming Tian, the current Clan Leader of the Beiming Clan, and my words carry some weight. As long as you return the formation, the Beiming Clan can promise you anything within our power.”

Beiming Tian said slowly. The outside world considered him to be hot-tempered, but that didn’t mean he was stupid.

In this situation, anger couldn’t solve the problem, and lowering his stance was necessary.

A few elders, seeing Luo Xue’s seemingly weak cultivation, still wanted to capture her secretly, but they were stopped by Beiming Tian’s gaze.

They had heard that this “Luo Xue” possessed a kind of immortality, able to revive no matter how many times she was killed, and the Beiming Clan didn’t dare to test this rumor.

If it was true, offending her would be leading the entire Beiming Clan to their doom.

“I believe in your sincerity,” Luo Xue nodded, “but unfortunately, I can’t return it.”

She paused, then added,

“This is for your own good.”

Luo Xue had considered using the method of activating the Beiming Calamity-Averting Formation’s “Attack” state as a bargaining chip, but after learning the truth about the formation, she dismissed this idea.

This was a double-edged sword, a sword imbued with the will of withering.

Luo Xue now understood why the Beiming Clan hadn’t been able to activate its “Attack” state. The main reason was that they couldn’t control the will of withering.

If it was activated, not only would it not exert its true power, but the one controlling the formation would also be instantly consumed by withering.

Therefore… Luo Xue saying this was for the Beiming Clan’s own good wasn’t entirely unreasonable.

But hearing these words, not just the elders, but even Beiming Tian, who had lowered his stance, felt a surge of anger.

This junior…

Was she mocking the Beiming Clan?

Did she think the Beiming Clan wasn’t worthy of this formation?

They had controlled this formation for countless millennia, how could they be inferior to a mere girl?

Just then, a soft, slightly tired voice rang out.

“Everyone, disperse, she’s right.”

Hearing this voice, the clan elders’ expressions changed, and they quickly bowed their heads respectfully.

“Greetings, Saint Ling.”

“Senior Ling…”

Beiming Tian frowned slightly. Even the Saint agreed?

Beiming Ling looked at Luo Xue with a complicated gaze, then at Beiming Tian, and continued,

“Little one, you asked me a question earlier, and I said you were joking.”

“But now, I have to tell you, that joke… might have become reality.”

“Huh?” Beiming Tian was confused. “You mean…”

He remembered his earlier question, but he couldn’t understand.

“Yes, it’s her.”

Beiming Ling’s gaze fell on Luo Xue, or rather, on her soul.

This familiar aura, this familiar appearance, this identical personality…

It reminded her of the past.

The incident that confirmed the existence of Nangong.

“This… this…”

Beiming Tian looked at Luo Xue, then at Beiming Ling, his expression changing repeatedly, speechless.

Finally, he sighed and waved his hand at the elders and guards.

“You… can all leave.”

“But Clan Leader…”

The elders still looked at Luo Xue unwillingly, not understanding the Saint and the Clan Leader’s attitude.

“Are my words not enough?”

Beiming Tian looked at them, anger flashing through his eyes.

Seeing this, the elders didn’t hesitate and left with the guards.

After everyone else left, Beiming Ling waved her hand, creating a barrier, then looked at Luo Xue intently, her expression serious.

“Now, can we have a proper conversation? Luo Xue… or rather, Ancestor Nangong?”