A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 272

Chapter 272: The Vicissitudes of Time

Su Yiyao’s bloodline power was almost completely depleted. Fortunately, Luo Xue had confirmed their identities, so there wouldn’t be any more misunderstandings during their next communication.

However, even without being completely drained, Su Yiyao still needed to rest.

The potion provided by Ling Ling wasn’t very effective, perhaps due to their different constitutions. It was far less effective than if Luo Xue directly fed Su Yiyao her blood essence.

Of course, that would put too much strain on Luo Xue.

Luo Xue had considered it, but Su Yiyao refused, so she let Su Yiyao rest.

During this time, Luo Xue and Ling Ling weren’t idle.

The Xuangu Ship had completely recorded the previous communication, revealing some weaknesses in the communication formation that could be improved.

Luo Xue was knowledgeable in formations, and Ling Ling was a skilled researcher. They worked together to improve the formation, while also examining the Xuangu Ship itself, hoping to find a way to reactivate it.

After a period of rest, Su Yiyao finally recovered enough for another interdimensional communication.

And the communication formation on the Xuangu Ship, after being modified, consumed much less bloodline power, extending the communication time. This was mainly thanks to the data from the previous communication.

After the preparations were complete, the second interdimensional communication began.

This time, it went much smoother. The moment Su Yiyao opened her purple-red eyes, Luo Huaxin’s anxious voice rang out.

“Xiao Xue, is that you?”

“Yes, Mother, it’s me,” Luo Xue replied.

“That’s great, I thought I couldn’t reach you anymore…” Luo Huaxin seemed relieved. “After your message four hundred years ago, there was no news. Phoenix Venerable and the Phoenix Emperor thought I was lying to them.”

“Four hundred years?”

Luo Xue was shocked and saw the same look of surprise on Ling Ling’s face.

Only a few months had passed in the post-apocalyptic world, just a blink of an eye for cultivators, barely enough time for a single meditation session.

Ling Ling quickly calculated, then said in a deep voice,

“One day here is almost equivalent to five years there…”

Luo Xue’s eyes flickered slightly. She had expected a difference in time flow after learning the truth about the two worlds, but not this much.

She composed herself and continued,

“Mother, briefly tell me about the current situation… about the nine provinces and four domains, and the Great Thousand Worlds.”

Luo Huaxin was silent for a moment, seemingly organizing her thoughts, then spoke again.

“Two thousand years ago, the barrier between the Ancient Demon Lands—which should be called the Great Thousand Worlds—and the nine provinces and four domains was shattered due to a disturbance in the Primordial Chaos, related to the fallen celestial ships. This allowed the ancient beings and the forbidden area lords of the nine provinces and four domains to see the truth of the world and break through the limitations of the small world, reaching the Ascension Realm.”

“But the shattered barrier was still difficult to cross, and the Great Thousand Worlds couldn’t directly reach the nine provinces and four domains. Then, the Nangong clan, claiming descent from the ancient divine beast Phoenix, migrated to the nine provinces and four domains.”

“Their leader, Nangong Ziluan, the Empress of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty in the Great Thousand Worlds, knowing of an approaching, unavoidable disaster, sent her clan to the nine provinces and four domains through an ancient teleportation formation. During this time, the little girl from Underworld Water Ravine also returned.”

“After that, the barrier between the two worlds gradually disappeared, until a thousand years ago, when they completely merged, and travel between them no longer required the Primordial Chaos.”

“The disaster that Nangong Ziluan couldn’t prevent also spread, and the Immortal Emperor of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty, leading countless celestial ships, descended upon the nine provinces and four domains, bringing five massive ships from the Primordial Chaos, intending to conquer them.”

“If not for Li Guijiao’s prior preparations on the celestial ships, the nine provinces and four domains would have already fallen. But even so, the war still broke out, and Phoenix Venerable and the Phoenix Emperor were forced to intervene. This was eight hundred years ago.”

After recounting everything that had happened since Luo Xue left, Luo Huaxin’s tone was heavy, different from the Luo Huaxin Luo Xue knew.

Perhaps this long war had changed too much, even the carefree Venerable Falling Flower couldn’t help but worry.

“And now?”

Luo Xue asked softly.

She had many more questions, about her convenient mother’s situation, about Senior Sister, about Nangong Mengxiang… but time was limited, and she had to focus on the more important matters.

“The Sea of Withering has fallen, scattered throughout the Primordial Chaos, and the Demon Abyss is almost entirely filled with the otherworldly demon’s pawns. Your Senior Sister was severely injured in the last battle and is still in a coma.”

Luo Huaxin sighed. “Nangong Mengxiang has returned to her clan. Although she doesn’t have the Nangong bloodline, because she cultivates the Desolate Extinction Scripture, she’s considered a Nangong disciple… She’s doing well, growing stronger rapidly during the war.”

“But war is war, it’s a terrible disaster. Dugu Di has somehow obtained the power of the otherworldly demons, and combined with the five fallen celestial ships, he’s almost invincible, even Phoenix Venerable and the Phoenix Emperor together are no match for him.”

Luo Xue was silent for a moment. She suddenly realized that this was Dugu Di’s plan all along. His first conquest ended because he couldn’t fully control the fallen celestial ships, and his Immortal Slaughter Army had suffered heavy losses.

“I… understand.” Luo Xue took a deep breath. “I also have some information for you. Remember this sound, and have Senior Sister Li decipher it later.”

Using words to transmit information was too slow. Luo Xue had prepared a more efficient method, using vibrations to encode the information, a long message becoming a single, sharp cry.

Luo Huaxin clearly didn’t understand this method. She was a pure cultivator, transmitting messages with a single thought, or using a jade slip.

However, recording a sound wasn’t a problem.

After the sharp cry, Su Yiyao also reached her limit, and the communication formation stopped working, its runes dimming.

This time, having prepared beforehand, Su Yiyao wasn’t as exhausted as before, just a bit tired.

“I didn’t expect the difference in time flow to be so great…” Luo Xue sighed softly.

But she also became more determined.

Knowing the difference in time flow, she had to work faster.

Ling Ling was already researching a potion to restore bloodline power, and the communication formation on Xuangu Ship was also being optimized, hoping to extend the communication time next time.

And since their next communication would be hundreds of years later in the Great Thousand Worlds, they had to prepare for the changes.

Because of Su Yiyao’s condition, their next communication could only be in a month.

One month here, one hundred and fifty years there.

Although not a long time for the Immortal Martial World, it was enough for many things to change.

Luo Xue didn’t want to hear bad news about her loved ones.

And the most important thing was…

To reactivate Xuangu Ship, because it was Luo Xue’s only way to cross the world bubble barrier and return to the Great Thousand Worlds.

The system panel that had allowed her to travel between worlds through dreams seemed to be corrupted, and Luo Xue didn’t dare to risk her life testing it.

During the next month, Luo Xue and Su Yiyao continued their work, while Ling Ling, busy with the Ground-Based Tower Project, couldn’t participate in the next communication.

After Su Yiyao recovered, Luo Xue activated the communication formation for the third time.

“One hundred and fifty years… hopefully, things haven’t worsened.” Luo Xue prayed as she waited for a response.

“Huh?”

The next moment, the familiar voice echoed, but with a hint of surprise.

“Mother, how is the situation now?” Luo Xue asked quickly.

“What… situation? I thought you disconnected again, like last time.” Luo Huaxin replied. “I was just about to take your message to Li Guijiao. She’s very busy now, but for your news, she will definitely make time.”

“Huh?”

Luo Xue was stunned, then quickly asked,

“How long has it been since our last conversation?”

“Four hundred years… wait,” Luo Huaxin also realized something, “Could it be…”

“Yes, a month has passed on our side.” Luo Xue said slowly.

“…I only heard your voice cut off for five or six breaths.” Luo Huaxin said in a deep voice.

“It seems our previous estimate was wrong.” Luo Xue’s lips curled into a bitter smile. “And this is… a worse outcome.”

The time flow ratio between the two worlds wasn’t constant. The world bubbles were like two separate, sealed boxes, their timelines only synchronizing when they observed each other.

But this synchronization… was random.

Last time, three months here was four hundred years there, and this time, one month was just five or six breaths. There was no pattern.

Luo Xue vaguely remembered encountering a similar situation before, in the Nangong ancestral land’s separate dimension, used for sealing the otherworldly demon.

Now, thinking about it carefully, perhaps that separate dimension was also an independent world bubble.

“Xiao Xue, how much longer can you hold on?” Luo Huaxin asked.

Luo Xue glanced at Su Yiyao’s condition and replied, “This time, about a quarter of an hour.”

“Okay, I’ll get Li Guijiao, she’s nearby.” Luo Huaxin said, and from the sounds in the communication, she was moving quickly.

A moment later, a cheerful, lively voice rang out.

“Little Junior Sister, is that really you?”

“It’s me, it’s me,” hearing this familiar voice, Luo Xue couldn’t help but smile, but she quickly composed herself. “I have a complete fallen celestial ship, and I need to try using it to cross the world barrier and return to the Great Thousand Worlds.”

Li Guijiao had already heard about the two worlds from Luo Huaxin, so she quickly replied, “No problem, I’ve studied Dugu Di’s Immortal Slaughter ships before, and I also analyzed the fallen celestial ships during the war, but I’ve never had a real one to work with… but trust me! It won’t take long!”

Luo Xue had included all the information about the Xuangu Ship in her previous message, which Li Guijiao received from Luo Huaxin and quickly deciphered, then began her calculations based on Luo Xue’s request.

Time passed, and just as Su Yiyao was reaching her limit, a sharp cry came from the other side.

“Alright, this is the initial plan. If the next communication isn’t too far apart, I can optimize it further.” Li Guijiao’s voice sounded tired.

Analyzing an entire celestial ship in a quarter of an hour was incredibly difficult. If not for Li Guijiao’s prior research, even she couldn’t do it.

“Hopefully.”

Luo Xue sighed and ended the communication.

Although they had obtained Li Guijiao’s plan for reactivating the celestial ship, they also confirmed a harsh reality.

…They didn’t know when their next communication would be, in a few breaths, or a few thousand years.

The unpredictable time flow meant that by the time Luo Xue finally reached the Great Thousand Worlds with the celestial ship, she might face an irreversible tragedy.

It was now basically confirmed that Dugu Di’s people were the original crew of the Xuangu Ship, but she didn’t know what they had experienced, to make them want to destroy the Great Thousand Worlds, even resorting to using the power of an otherworldly demon.

From the ship’s logs and records, the crew of the Xuangu Ship weren’t war-mongering, but enthusiastic explorers, even helping the disaster-stricken natives…

Dugu Di also had some similarities with them, but his actions now confused Luo Xue.

“Forget it, let’s look at Li Guijiao’s plan first.” Luo Xue shook her head, settled Su Yiyao down, and started analyzing Li Guijiao’s plan.