A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 249

Chapter 249: Xiao Yao and Ah Chou, No More Partings

With Nangong’s disappearance, Luo Xue’s consciousness became hazy.

She realized the conflict between her body and soul was reaching its peak. She didn’t have much time left.

“I wonder if… after this death… I can return to the other world…”

Luo Xue had already grasped the truth of the Great Thousand Worlds, that the post-apocalyptic world was just a small world fragment.

However, this still didn’t explain why she could travel between the two worlds through death.

Luo Xue sighed, picked up the disaster engine, and walked out of the celestial ship.

The Sea of Withering, brought closer by Nangong, stretched before her. Luo Xue walked towards it, holding the disaster engine, and jumped in.

Her soul, eroded by withering, the will of immortality fading, was on the verge of annihilation.

Just then, she heard some strange noises and opened her eyes with difficulty, looking towards the source.

A large shadow was slowly moving through the Primordial Chaos, approaching the celestial ships.

“This is…”

Luo Xue focused her gaze and her pupils constricted. “This is… the Immortal Slaughter fleet!”

Indeed, this shadow was the Immortal Slaughter fleet, the one that had chased her with Wei.

After losing Wei, they should have been lost, but somehow, they had arrived at this place of dead celestial ships.

Luo Xue quickly understood why.

The cultivators on the Immortal Slaughter ships were no longer human, all transformed into forms similar to Wei’s before his death, grotesque flesh and blood consuming their bodies, like crazed, calamitous monsters.

But these monsters could still control the Immortal Slaughter ships, seemingly not completely mindless.

This fleet of immortal zombie ships, upon reaching the dead celestial ships, didn’t continue pursuing Luo Xue, not even glancing at the Sea of Withering, but directly crashed into the dead ships, without hesitation.

And when the Immortal Slaughter ships collided with the celestial ships, they merged, as if alive, becoming one, and the zombie cultivators boarded the celestial ships.

Luo Xue then looked at the other celestial ships she hadn’t boarded, and her scalp tingled.

“How could this be…”

These ships were filled with grotesque monsters, and from the remaining armor fragments on their bodies, she could tell that they were once the Immortal Slaughter Army, now lost in the Primordial Chaos.

Luo Xue suddenly understood why Wei had tried so hard to kill her. Not because of Dugu Di’s secret, but because of this.

Dugu Di… had been sending his Immortal Slaughter Army into the Primordial Chaos, turning them into monstrous beings, to occupy these ancient, tragic relics.

Except for the Wandering Celestial Ship that Luo Xue had boarded, the others were all occupied by these monsters, even their hulls showing signs of transformation, about to merge with the monsters and become something far more terrifying than otherworldly demons.

This couldn’t be an accident. It was Dugu Di’s deliberate action.

“No wonder he wanted to kill me… if other factions knew about his secret, he would be doomed.” Luo Xue’s lips curled into a bitter smile. “It’s a pity…”

No one would allow Dugu Di to control such power, not just because it came from the Primordial Chaos.

If this secret was revealed, Dugu Di would be targeted by everyone, even his allies in the Nangong clan.

But… there was no chance of it being revealed now. Luo Xue, the only one who knew the truth, was about to die here, this secret buried with her in the Primordial Chaos.

Luo Xue slowly closed her eyes, the dense, water-like withering power submerging her, and in a daze, she recalled her first death.

Back then, she had been weak, a mere mortal, using her Calamity Poison Body to create a path to survival for Xiao Yao.

But now… what was the difference?

Luo Xue seemed to be back in that moment, helplessness and fear filling her heart, the only thing supporting her the heart-wrenching cries from behind.

“Ah Chou, Ah Chou…”

It seemed… she heard Xiao Yao’s voice again.

Luo Xue struggled to open her heavy eyelids, but all she saw was endless crimson, no sign of Xiao Yao.

Just an illusion…

Luo Xue closed her eyes again, and the familiar embrace of death approached.

The fear of death, even after experiencing it several times, still terrified her. This was the inevitable end for all living beings, and their greatest fear.

Luo Xue instinctively curled up, waiting for the end.

But… before death arrived, a warm embrace enveloped her.

“Ah Chou… don’t die…”

“I said… don’t die!”

Luo Xue opened her eyes and saw a pair of beautiful, tear-filled eyes, and a familiar, stunning face.

“Xiao Yao…”

Luo Xue reached out, but her hand couldn’t touch her, and she let it fall.

“Senior, what… what should we do…?” Xiao Yao’s voice was choked with sobs, her anxiety evident.

“Firstly, you shouldn’t call me Senior. Secondly, I don’t know.” A cold voice replied. “If I knew, why would I call you… I really don’t want to see this thing.”

“Xiao Yao, go and retrieve her Eternal Withering Body,” another familiar, cold voice said, a hint of complicated emotions within, “As for Huang, your matter… we’ll talk about it later.”

As her consciousness faded, Luo Xue could only hear these voices, but couldn’t identify their owners.

With a heavy drowsiness, Luo Xue’s world fell into darkness.

…

When Luo Xue’s consciousness gradually returned, she wasn’t greeted by darkness, but endless crimson.

This crimson wasn’t harsh, like a mist enveloping the world.

Luo Xue opened her eyes, and realizing her situation, she was startled.

“That’s not right! I should be in a space of consciousness, but this is…”

Luo Xue quickly opened the panel, but it was filled with garbled characters, unreadable.

At the same time, she heard whispers, familiar yet distant.

And Luo Xue could feel two forces pulling at her consciousness, seemingly trying to take her somewhere.

Luo Xue tried to stand up, but she was lying in a boundless Blood Sea, the sound of the waves blurring her senses, yet amplifying the whispers.

“Ah Chou! Can you hear me? It’s Xiao Yao…”

It was Xiao Yao!

Luo Xue finally recognized the familiarity, and she reached out towards the source of the whispers. In the seemingly empty mist, a small, soft hand gently grasped hers.

Like a caress, like a sigh, the small hand held hers, a mixture of affection and fear, as if letting go meant an eternal separation.

However…

Luo Xue hesitated.

Not because of Xiao Yao herself, but whether all of this was real.

She was worried that something was using Xiao Yao to lure her into an unknown abyss.

The current situation was vastly different from before, and amidst her excitement, Luo Xue remained cautious.

She didn’t dare to gamble, even though the other party felt very real.

As she hesitated, the owner of the small hand gradually appeared, stepping into this space of consciousness.

Just then, two similar voices called out simultaneously.

“Xiao Yao! Don’t!”

“Do not enter her consciousness! She has fallen in the Primordial Chaos, and she’s been to the Wandering Celestial Ships. Whether the real her still exists… is unknown.”

“If you’re not careful, you might also be lost in the illusions, and then, neither I nor Huang… can save you.”

The small figure paused, Su Yiyao facing the same predicament as Luo Xue.

She also hesitated. If the Luo Xue before her wasn’t Luo Xue, if her Ah Chou was truly gone… what should she do?

Was she being deceived by an illusion of Ah Chou, about to fall into an irreversible abyss?

Luo Xue also heard these whispers and relaxed slightly.

Not because she didn’t trust Xiao Yao, but because… she did.

“Indeed, I’ve died in the Primordial Chaos… and I even went to the Wandering Celestial Ships… Whether I’m still the same me… even I can’t be sure.”

Luo Xue sighed and let go.

Whether the Xiao Yao she saw was real or fake, whether she herself had changed, this choice… was the best for Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao didn’t have to take the risk, she would bear it all, just like before.

But just as Luo Xue was about to let go, the small figure, as if having made up her mind, tightened her grip on Luo Xue’s hand and stepped into this ethereal space of consciousness.

The other two voices sighed, then fell silent, the last connection with the outside world severed.

Luo Xue opened her eyes and looked at the familiar face, the small girl’s hands tightly gripping her arm, tears in her eyes.

Su Yiyao didn’t speak. Even having made up her mind, she still didn’t dare to touch Luo Xue, unsure if she was real or an illusion.

She was afraid that upon touching her, Luo Xue would shatter like a mirage, leaving her with endless regret. This was her greatest fear.

Nothing could be more despairing than that time, sitting on the coffin in the swamp.

Luo Xue quietly looked at her, and after a long time, sighed softly.

“Why, Xiao Yao…”

“Ah Chou!”

Su Yiyao finally confirmed that her choice wasn’t wrong. This was her Ah Chou, the one she had been longing for.

Tears streaming down her face, a smile on her lips, she embraced Luo Xue.

“Ah Chou… I missed you… so much…”

“Me… too.”

Luo Xue’s body stiffened slightly, then relaxed, gently returning Su Yiyao’s embrace.

Su Yiyao still had her child-like appearance, while Luo Xue now looked like a young woman. Embracing, Su Yiyao’s head barely reached Luo Xue’s chest.

However, without the other force pulling at her, just like every time she died and was reborn, Luo Xue’s consciousness began to fade.

Su Yiyao sensed this, recalling what Phoenix Venerable and the Phoenix Emperor had said about Ah Chou’s condition, realizing that Ah Chou’s consciousness was going somewhere.

She held Luo Xue even tighter and circulated her Lunar Phoenix Descent Scripture.

And guided by her, Luo Xue’s Xuanyin Phoenix Transformation Scripture also began to circulate involuntarily.

Through these two opposing yet complementary techniques, Su Yiyao and Luo Xue’s auras gradually merged, as if becoming one.

Luo Xue sensed this change and, before losing consciousness, opened her eyes, looking at Su Yiyao with a complicated expression.

Su Yiyao’s expression was firm. Wherever Ah Chou went, she would follow, even to hell, she wouldn’t let go.

“No matter what lies ahead, Ah Chou, I will always be with you.”

Su Yiyao extended her pinky finger and, just like before, linked it with Luo Xue’s.

“Pinky swear, one hundred years, no changing!”

Su Yiyao chanted, pressing her thumb against Luo Xue’s, gently swaying their linked fingers.

“Ah Chou and Xiao Yao, will live together, happily.”

“Pinky swear, one hundred years, no changing…”

Tears streamed down Su Yiyao’s face, her voice filled with firm conviction.

“We… will never be apart again.”

As darkness descended, Luo Xue and Su Yiyao’s consciousness faded together.

Finally, they wouldn’t have to be separated anymore.