Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 79p2

Chapter 79: A Matter of Time p2

She thought for a moment. “That wasn’t the sky, that was…resentment.”

The little wolf tilted its head, clearly not understanding.

Weisheng Xuanzhu: “Resentment?”

Li Yu was surprised. “You don’t know what that is either?”

Weisheng Xuanzhu: “Never heard of it.”

Li Yu: “Resentment is…it’s…a blood-red, or dark red…um…resentment!”

Weisheng Xuanzhu: “…?”

Li Yu: “…”

That explanation was useless.

But she didn’t really know how to explain resentment either.

She looked at Qing Nü, who was leaning against the doorway, seeking help.

“Resentment is born from human suffering. It’s everywhere, yet invisible to the naked eye,” Qing Nü explained calmly. “When it accumulates, it converges, rises, and forms a sea of resentment in the sky—ordinary people can’t see it, they just think it’s a thick fog, but cultivators and awakened demons can see it clearly.”

“Such concentrated resentment corrupts everything it touches, usually unnoticed.” She continued, “Sometimes…it can even change a person, make them…no longer themselves, and by the time they realize it, it’s already too late…”

Qing Nü smiled faintly. “But as long as your cultivation is high enough, there’s nothing to fear.”

Her tone was calm, as if this had nothing to do with her, the guardian of the Upper Spirit Lamp.

The little wolf, after hearing this, widened its eyes and whined in surprise.

Weisheng Xuanzhu sighed. “The North Sea is still the purest.”

“Indeed…” Qing Nü replied softly, then looked at Li Yu. “You’re from the West Sea. I’m curious, is the sky there still as clear as it was millennia ago?”

“Huh?” Li Yu absently petted the little wolf’s neck and said, lowering her gaze, “I’m not from the West Sea, I’ve been living on Mount Chao Yao in the South Sea…it’s…relatively unaffected for now.”

If she remembered correctly, “Li Yu” four thousand years ago had indeed moved from the West Sea to Mount Chao Yao.

But whether Mount Chao Yao was affected by the resentment then wasn’t mentioned in the original story.

And Qing Nü, having lived in seclusion in the North Sea for so long, probably wouldn’t know the outside world’s current state.

Qing Nü: “Mount Chao Yao in the South Sea?”

Li Yu: “Yes.”

Qing Nü smiled faintly. “I remember it as a place with barren spiritual energy. I wonder what it’s like now.”

Li Yu: “Huh?”

Had Qing Nü been to Mount Chao Yao?

Li Yu was stunned.

Qing Nü: “Forget it, it was just a casual question, no need to answer.”

She turned and walked back inside.

The little wolf quickly followed, barking and howling.

Qing Nü seemed to understand, petting its head. “What’s so interesting about resentment?”

“Awooo~” the little wolf whined, nuzzling against her leg and wagging its tail.

“Alright, alright, since you want to know, I’ll tell you.” Qing Nü said gently, then looked at the two still standing outside. “Both of you, come inside and listen. Otherwise, after leaving this place, you’ll be clueless fools.”

“Yes,” Weisheng Xuanzhu replied, entering the house.

Li Yu snapped back to reality and quickly followed, picking a spot and sitting down. She muttered, “I do know a little bit.”

“I can see that,” Qing Nü said, closing the door.

That day, Qing Nü told a long story,

A story that began tens of thousands of years ago, with the first appearance of the Heavenly Demon, and ended with the last great war between gods and demons, over six thousand years ago.

The story was a tragic one.

The endless cycle of the Heavenly Demon’s birth and death, the rise and fall of resentment, had been going on for millennia.

The ancient gods who once fought against the Demon had fallen, and this seemingly inescapable cycle continued.

It was said that the Heavenly Demon’s arrival always brought catastrophic disasters.

But Qing Nü felt that wasn’t quite right.

She said that it was the resentment in the human realm that birthed the Heavenly Demon.

It was disaster that brought forth the Demon, not the other way around.

Qing Nü stopped speaking and took a sip of tea.

Li Yu felt that she hadn’t finished, but she didn’t continue.

What did she mean?

And what were her thoughts on the Heavenly Demon’s revival?

Did this seemingly indifferent ancient god also harbor a hidden obsession, an obsession that led her down the path of darkness?

And one more thing, as the guardian of the Upper Spirit Lamp, where was the Lamp now that she was in the North Sea?

The Lamp’s aura was unique and difficult to conceal.

This floating island wasn’t large; Li Yu had already explored it; there was no suitable place to hide the Lamp…

Where could it be?

Li Yu glanced at Weisheng Xuanzhu.

It wasn’t her imagination; he looked dazed, his focus drifting.

Li Yu nudged him. “Hey, are you falling asleep?”

He snapped back to attention and frowned. “No.”

“He’s about to fall asleep,” Qing Nü chuckled. “Burning the candle at both ends, he can’t even last a night. I wonder what he’s so focused on.”

“…”

“Li Yu, you should advise him too. If he’s tired, he should rest. This stubborn refusal to sleep…”

“…”

So he was about to fall asleep?

The Heavenly Demon’s revival, the war between gods and demons, all happened after he went into hibernation…

If he was this sleepy, did that mean the events from four thousand years ago were about to happen?

Li Yu couldn’t shake the feeling that Qing Nü was waiting for him to fall asleep.

She couldn’t help but ask, “How long has he been like this?”

Qing Nü: “Over a decade. Look at him, his mind is sluggish, no energy at all.”

Weisheng Xuanzhu: “I’m fine.”

Qing Nü: “Still denying it, your spiritual energy is so weak, clearly exhausted.”

Weisheng Xuanzhu: “…”

“The sooner you sleep, the sooner you’ll wake up. Why is he so averse to sleep?” Qing Nü chuckled and teased him, “Did you have a nightmare that lasted for centuries last time?”

“I didn’t have a nightmare,” he replied.

“Then what are you so worried about?” Qing Nü asked casually.

“…”

“Forget it, do as you please,” she said, waving her hand dismissively, giving up on persuading him.

Weisheng Xuanzhu frowned, then suddenly stood up and excused himself.

In the blink of an eye, he was gone.

Qing Nü: “He always gets annoyed when I tell him to sleep.”

Li Yu: “Perhaps he’s afraid.”

No one knew what changes might occur during a hibernation that could last for centuries.

Qing Nü: “But he can’t stay awake forever. He hasn’t slept in almost four thousand years, his body won’t be able to handle it.”

Li Yu: “When he reaches his limit, he’ll naturally fall asleep. It’s just a matter of time.”

Qing Nü smiled softly. “You’re right, just a matter of time.”

She glanced at the little wolf, now curled up asleep in Li Yu’s lap, and sighed. “It was the one who wanted to hear the story, and it was the first to fall asleep—Truly, those who should sleep don’t, and those who shouldn’t are snoring away.”

Li Yu chuckled and gently stroked the little wolf’s neck.

Suddenly, she remembered something. “Qing Nü, over three thousand years ago…did you…leave a sliver of your divine power on Mount Chao Yao?”

Qing Nü: “Perhaps, I don’t remember.”

Li Yu: “Hmm…”

Qing Nü: “Why do you ask?”

“I have a friend who received a blessing from an ancient god,” Li Yu said seriously. “She has been searching for that god for a long time, wanting to thank her… She even gave up the opportunity to stay in the Heavenly Realm.”

Qing Nü’s expression changed slightly. “Is that so?”

Li Yu nodded. “All she remembers is…a moon suddenly appearing in the sky.”

Qing Nü: “…Then it must have been me.”

So the ancient god Si Qinglan sought was Qing Nü, the one who fell into darkness in the North Sea.

It seemed Si Qinglan didn’t know…

If she did, she would have let go of that obsession long ago, wouldn’t she?

As Li Yu thought this, Qing Nü spoke again.

“Bestowing a sliver of divine power…is just a small gesture.” She sighed. “I’ve forgotten about it, why does your friend still remember?”

Li Yu said uncertainly, “Perhaps because…without that divine power, she might not have achieved immortality.”

Qing Nü shook her head and said softly, “I could give her divine power, but not immortal destiny. Achieving immortality was her own accomplishment, my contribution was just…a slight nudge.”

“Giving up the opportunity to stay in the Heavenly Realm for such a small matter…makes me feel slightly guilty.” Qing Nü conjured a snow-white pearl. “Give this to her when you see her.”

“This is…” Li Yu took the pearl, confused.

“Just a small token of apology,” Qing Nü said calmly, her expression returning to normal.