A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 280

Chapter 280: “Doomsday”

In the silent, deathly Primordial Chaos, a deep, profound darkness drifted quietly.

Like its name, “Tombstone,” it was heavy and profound.

Luo Xue, alone in the Primordial Chaos, staring at the “Tombstone,” finally felt its weight, the remnants of a world that once existed.

Just then, a barely visible, silvery-white figure drifted out of the “Tombstone.” It wandered aimlessly, then, as if sensing Luo Xue’s aura, approached her.

Luo Xue held her breath, waiting.

As her convenient mother had said, this strange figure, faceless, its form indistinct, was incredibly beautiful, like a law of nature.

But just as it was about to touch Luo Xue, it vanished.

“Ah?”

Luo Xue was stunned, then a wave of dizziness overwhelmed her.

Her consciousness struggled, then faded, her body falling through the Primordial Chaos.

Inside Xuangu Ship, they saw Luo Xue’s predicament through the monitoring formation and were shocked, trying to retrieve her.

But… something even stranger happened.

Luo Xue’s figure on the screen slowly dissipated, as if mistaken for an illusion, then completely vanished.

“This… what should we do?” Su Yiyao was on the verge of tears. “Ah Chou… could that ‘Silver Shadow’ be a trap? Is Ah Chou… gone?”

“No, Sister Xue’er’s aura is still here.”

Ling Ling shook her head, exchanging glances with the equally worried Luo Huaxin.

Luo Huaxin took a deep breath, pondered, and said softly,

“Let’s wait… I think… she’ll be fine.”

They couldn’t enter the Primordial Chaos directly. It was too dangerous.

All they could do was monitor Luo Xue’s condition from within Xuangu Ship.

…

Snow fell, and the icy wind howled.

Luo Xue slowly opened her eyes, the biting cold making her curl up. All she saw was gray snow.

Where… was this?

Luo Xue’s mind was hazy, unable to remember anything, only instinctively moving her small body.

She looked down at her tiny hands, tried to make a sound, but only a baby’s babble escaped her lips.

What was going on?

Had she… become smaller?

She had just left for school…

No…

That wasn’t right…

Luo Xue shook her head. There were more memories within her hazy mind, but they were sealed away, she could only sense them, not access them.

She struggled to find a slightly warmer spot and leaned against it, panting.

Even such a small movement was exhausting. How weak was her body now?

Just then, a middle-aged couple appeared through the snowstorm, the woman carrying a baby, the man’s expression serious. They seemed to be just passing by.

But hearing Luo Xue’s babbling, they approached.

Seeing Luo Xue almost buried in the snow, the woman quickly handed the baby to the man and carefully picked up Luo Xue.

“An abandoned child?”

The man’s steady voice rang out.

“Perhaps, poor thing… she’s only about two years old, right?” The woman said with pity.

“Why would there be an abandoned child here?” The man looked around warily. “This is close to the ruins of the previous civilization. Could she be… their descendant?”

“What are you thinking?” The woman frowned and said in a low voice, “It’s because of your obsession with these things that we’re in this situation…”

“…”

The man was silent for a moment, then said softly, “I’m sorry…”

The woman also fell silent, clearly not wanting to continue this topic.

“This child is so pitiful,” the woman looked down at Luo Xue and said gently, “Let’s take her to the settlement and have Uncle Fan take care of her… She can be a companion for A’Ling.”

“Okay.”

The man nodded without hesitation.

“Let’s give her a name.” The woman gently touched Luo Xue’s nose, a smile appearing on her lips. “Since we found you in the snow… let’s call you Xue, how about that? Ling Xue… oh, no, I found you, it should be ‘Luo Xue’.”

Luo Xue…

Hearing this name, Luo Xue instinctively opened her eyes and saw two smiling faces.

The woman, and the baby in the man’s arms.

“My name is Luo Xue…”

Right, this was… her first memory in the post-apocalyptic world.

As Luo Xue realized this, her vision darkened, even the falling snow seemed to freeze.

She struggled to sit up in the woman’s arms and saw a beautiful figure, emitting a soft, white light, standing nearby, a gentle smile on her lips, as if looking at her lovingly.

This was… the “Silver Shadow”!

But this time, she could see her clearly, and it was… herself.

Luo Xue remembered everything, all her memories flooding back.

“It seems… you’ve remembered everything… surprisingly quickly.” The beautiful figure said slowly. “Hello, I am the ‘Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit.’ You can think of me as the main consciousness of Xuangu Ship.”

“Main consciousness…”

Luo Xue’s pupils constricted.

It seemed her earlier guess was correct.

Even small spiritual artifacts had spirits, helping their masters control them, let alone such a massive celestial ship. Without a spirit, it would be incredibly difficult for cultivators to navigate the Primordial Chaos.

Even Dugu Di’s Immortal Slaughter Army, with their trained soldiers, experienced accidents during their travels, let alone the nine celestial ships that escaped, which were like arks, a slight mishap meaning death for everyone on board.

Therefore, Luo Xue had always thought there must be something like a ship spirit, just that she hadn’t found it.

Now… the mystery of her having full access to Xuangu Ship was solved.

“So, I am you, and you are me… right?”

Luo Xue smiled wryly. This scene from deep within her memories gradually faded, and she transformed from a baby into a young girl, standing before the Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit.

The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit looked like a grown-up Luo Xue, her ideal self, a tall, well-developed figure…

“That’s… both right and wrong.” The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit shook her head. “You are not completely me, and I am not completely you. Otherwise, how could we be having this conversation?”

“What do you mean?”

Luo Xue was puzzled and frowned slightly.

“Think carefully, who are you? Who do you think you are? Who do you think… the real you… is?” The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit asked. “There’s no need to answer immediately. Think carefully…”

At first, Luo Xue was confused by these increasingly philosophical questions.

But soon, she understood the Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit’s intention, and her expression turned serious.

“I…”

Luo Xue opened her mouth.

“It seems you already have your answer.” The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit smiled. “There’s no need to tell me… I don’t care about your true origins, nor does this world.”

Indeed, Luo Xue was Luo Xue, her consciousness from a high school girl in another world, not originally the Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit.

“So, what is my current situation?” Luo Xue asked. “If I’m not the Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit…”

“I’m not entirely sure about that either.” The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit raised her hand and said slowly, “As you can see, I can no longer control Xuangu Ship. This authority has been passed on to you… but what exactly happened, I don’t know. The only thing I can be sure of is that it’s related to the divine presence in the other world.”

“He separated my consciousness from the Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit, then inserted a consciousness from somewhere… that is, you, and finally, using His power, miraculously fused you together, creating the current you.”

Luo Xue twitched her lips. She sounded like some kind of… Frankenstein’s monster…

“The consciousness of the Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit possesses immense power, far beyond what you could handle back then, so it’s being released gradually, in a way you can understand.” The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit continued. “Only you can perceive this, but I can tell… you’ve only used a small portion of it, at least for now.”

“…The system panel?”

Luo Xue blinked. This was indeed something she could understand… after all, it was like a game interface.

So, the power given to her by the system was actually her own power, the power of a massive celestial ship capable of crossing the world bubble barrier.

“It seems this ‘way you can understand’… is beyond my imagination.” The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit shook her head, hearing this unfamiliar term. “But it doesn’t matter. You’re now strong enough to wield all the power of the Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit. Whenever you’re ready, you can take it.”

“But… it seems to be corrupted?”

Luo Xue was troubled. Although she could theoretically reclaim it, the panel was currently filled with garbled characters.

The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit smiled faintly.

“Hasn’t He already solved that for you?”

“…He?”

“That god. Xuangu Ship’s final resting place… was the remnants of His old world.”

The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit said slowly, her expression calm, not like she was revealing an earth-shattering truth,

“It was a forgotten world, a world abandoned by the Great Dao, without a true ruler, only… pitiful people struggling to survive.”

“You should have seen the natural disasters caused by the terraforming formation in Xuangu Ship’s records, but let me tell you… that world, that fragment of a world, was far more cruel than you can imagine. A disaster called ‘malice’ was everywhere, until the terraforming formation replaced it.”

The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit transmitted some images to Luo Xue.

Luo Xue saw these images and fell silent.

She had seen these calamities tainted by “malice” before, they were the ability users who used the Lingxi Potion.

And some of the ingredients for the Lingxi Potion came from powerful, mutated beasts on Earth.

This was the lingering effect of “malice,” still present to this day.

“Perhaps… He, the one who spread malice, left a final shred of mercy, creating… you.” The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit continued. “You can freely travel between the two worlds because you carry a mark left by Him, a mark even greater than a Great Emperor.”

“You can even make deals with Him, enduring a portion of malice in exchange for the chance to cross the world bubble barrier. Xuangu Ship paid the price of never being able to sail again, and you… were unharmed.”

Luo Xue didn’t speak, just silently stood there in the snow, seemingly pondering all of this.

The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit wasn’t in a hurry. She stood there calmly, her hands clasped before her, waiting for Luo Xue’s response.

“Is this… my destiny?” Luo Xue looked up and asked.

“No, this is your choice.” The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit said softly. “Your choices led you here.”

Luo Xue smiled, relieved.

Indeed, it was her choice.

“Whether it’s the forgotten world fragment, or the Great Thousand Worlds of the past, it’s my choice.”

Her memories, the meaning of her existence, were hidden within these worlds, the result of her choices, step by step.

A’Ling, Xiao Yao, Senior Sister, Senior Sister Li, Little Dugu… she wouldn’t lose any of them.

“It seems… time is running out.”

The Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit looked up at the heavy clouds in the sky, her remaining consciousness fading.

After separating from Xuangu Ship, to find a way home for the ship, she had remained dormant until now, her wish finally fulfilled.

Where Luo Xue was, Xuangu Ship also was.

And she had come home.

The celestial ship… had returned.

Even if it was just one out of nine.

“One last thing, Luo Xue,” the Xuan Gu Celestial Spirit’s voice became ethereal, fading away, “Your true enemy… isn’t Dugu Di.”

“But… ‘Doomsday’.”

“—The god, ‘Doomsday’.”