The Grotesque Miss’s End Story v4c9

Chapter 9: Homeward Bound

Luo Ling didn’t conceal her presence when entering the Nether Prison, and Xuanyuan Linglong didn’t notify anyone either. Therefore, when the Xuanyuan clan detected the activity in the deepest level of the Nether Prison, they immediately sent someone to investigate.

The reason Xuanyuan Linglong didn’t notify anyone was because there was no need.

The person in charge of the Nether Prison within the Xuanyuan clan… was someone Luo Ling knew quite well.

Luo Ling and Xuanyuan E hadn’t been talking for long when she sensed some movement nearby and immediately turned to see an expected figure, but also someone completely unexpected.

“Miss Mu Yan, and… Camellia?”

Luo Ling saw the familiar blonde elf loli beside the valiant, white-haired Xuanyuan Mu Yan, a surprised look on her face.

Wait, how did these two get together?

“Amethyst… Miss Luo Ling, you’re… truly not dead.”

Camellia looked up slightly at Luo Ling, a complex look in her eyes.

After parting with Luo Ling and Su Wan in the ruins of Nibelungen in Valhalla, Camellia completely lost contact with them, only later learning about Luo Ling’s death from Fiona’s public announcement.

Most people who knew Luo Ling didn’t believe this news, perhaps because Luo Ling had “died” too many times before.

But Camellia, knowing the inside story, knew that what Luo Ling and Su Wan were doing was incredibly dangerous, a journey potentially with no return. Therefore, this news… wasn’t impossible.

So, she had always been skeptical about Luo Ling’s death, until this moment, this reunion.

And it was within the Xuanyuan clan’s Nether Prison.

However, compared to Camellia, Luo Ling was clearly more surprised. Her gaze darted between Camellia and Xuanyuan Mu Yan, and she finally couldn’t help but ask, “Miss Mu Yan, Camellia, I’m curious… what’s your relationship?”

Hearing Luo Ling’s question, Camellia was stunned for a moment, then Xuanyuan Mu Yan answered directly, “We were… teammates who went through several life-or-death situations together. Currently, she’s staying at the Xuanyuan residence as a guest elder.”

Camellia had been collecting ancient divine artifacts, which inevitably required her to enter dangerous secret realms, and Xuanyuan Mu Yan had accompanied her on these journeys, pursuing her own goals.

Of course, Luo Ling could tell that there was something… more than just friendship between them. For example, Xuanyuan Mu Yan’s gaze was slightly evasive, suggesting either a lie or a deliberate concealment.

But either way, it was unlike Xuanyuan Mu Yan’s usual straightforwardness.

And Camellia, hearing Xuanyuan Mu Yan’s answer, her eyes flickering as if wanting to say something, just said softly, “Exactly.”

However, Luo Ling and Xuanyuan E were both looking at them with an indescribable expression, making Camellia anxious, and she quickly said, “It’s not… the kind of relationship you’re thinking about!”

“What are we even thinking about?”

Luo Ling and Xuanyuan E asked simultaneously.

Camellia blushed slightly, wanting to retort, when Xuanyuan Mu Yan stopped her with a hand and then looked at Luo Ling, trying to change the subject to alleviate the awkwardness. “Miss Luo Ling, where have you been all this time? We were all very worried about you.”

“‘We’… includes this Miss Camellia beside you?”

This wasn’t Luo Ling’s question, but Xuanyuan E’s.

A faint smile appeared on Xuanyuan E’s face, despite being bound by heavy chains. She didn’t look like a prisoner suffering in the Nether Prison at all. If Xuanyuan Mu Yan didn’t know the cruelty of the punishment in the Nether Prison’s depths and hadn’t witnessed Xuanyuan E’s calmness during her torture, she would have thought Xuanyuan E had escaped.

Camellia didn’t answer, but her blush deepened.

“By the way, Camellia, how did you return from Valhalla?”

Seeing the strange atmosphere, Luo Ling coughed lightly and changed the subject.

Camellia’s expression finally returned to normal, and she answered, “I used a divine artifact.”

After learning about Valhalla’s current state from Luo Ling, Camellia knew she had to leave, because Valhalla, lost in the depths of the void, could be completely devoured by Doomsday at any moment.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to save Valhalla. If she could, Camellia truly wanted to save this origin point that her predecessor, the “Elf,” dedicated her life to protecting.

However, with Camellia’s strength, saving Valhalla was beyond her capabilities. She could only prioritize her own survival.

In short, when she returned to Great Xia Imperial City using a divine artifact, Camellia was already on the verge of death—even using a divine artifact, traversing the void was still incredibly dangerous.

Severely injured, she went directly to “Kunlun’s Ruins,” controlled by the Xuanyuan clan, and found her old teammate, Xuanyuan Mu Yan.

Neither Camellia nor Xuanyuan Mu Yan elaborated on what happened between them, just skipping over it. The result was that Camellia became a guest elder of the Xuanyuan clan, temporarily staying at their residence.

“The lost Valhalla…”

Luo Ling pondered for a moment. She knew Valhalla’s current state was the result of the former “Elf” and the Saints’ plan, a genuine attempt at salvation.

She just hadn’t expected such an outcome, Valhalla trapped in the depths of the void, facing potential annihilation.

The good news was that ten years, on the scale of the entire universe, wasn’t even a blink of an eye, not long enough for Valhalla to be completely beyond saving.

Seeing Luo Ling’s contemplative look, Camellia hesitated for a moment, then said, “If possible…”

She knew that, for Luo Ling to return, she must have obtained incredibly powerful strength, perhaps even capable of saving Valhalla from its impending doom.

“Yes, no problem.”

Before Camellia could even finish, Luo Ling nodded slightly, agreeing.

“Wait, Miss Luo Ling, do you know… what I’m about to say?”

Camellia blinked. She knew Luo Ling’s personality. She wouldn’t agree so readily without absolute certainty.

Therefore, she wasn’t sure if Luo Ling misunderstood her.

“You’re talking about Valhalla, right? It’s already taken care of,” Luo Ling nodded.

“That’s good… wait?”

Camellia patted her chest, then suddenly noticed something strange in Luo Ling’s words.

What did she mean by… “taken care of”?

Did she mishear?

“You can go back and check if you want, I didn’t examine the situation inside, just… pulled Valhalla back,” Luo Ling added.

“This… you’ve already solved it?”

Camellia’s face was filled with disbelief, staring at Luo Ling as if saying, Are you kidding me?

“Yes.”

Luo Ling nodded matter-of-factly.

Camellia was silent for a moment, then used her own methods to verify Luo Ling’s words.

Although she knew Luo Ling never made empty promises, this situation… was still beyond her expectations.

After a while, a shocked expression appeared on Camellia’s face. She confirmed… that Valhalla had indeed returned.

“Could it be…”

Camellia’s breathing quickened slightly. She knew that only the savior that the “Elf” always believed in, the legendary “Holy Master,” could achieve this.

She stared at Luo Ling, expecting an unbelievable answer.

“Exactly, the ‘Elf’ did succeed, their plan… her wish… wasn’t in vain,” Luo Ling said with a smile, “The current me… is almost identical to the ‘Holy Master’ they tried so hard to resurrect.”

It could even be said that the current Luo Ling had already surpassed the former Transcendence, breaking free from the most tragic limitations of a deity’s personality.

Camellia opened her mouth, and after a long while, finally managed to utter a single word.

“…Thank you.”

A thousand words, condensed into a single sentence.

Because, for Camellia, this was truly… an incredibly pleasant surprise.

She was born from the consciousness and memories of the Saints, in the “Elf’s” remains. She inherited everything from the former Valhalla, including their failure.

And now, Luo Ling’s appearance meant that the efforts of an entire civilization finally yielded their long-awaited result.

The former meager hope became reality, a seemingly impossible dream, yet appearing before her in the present world.

Camellia’s emotions were complex.

But regardless, this was a perfect outcome.

As if relieved of a heavy burden, Camellia’s expression relaxed considerably.

Although Camellia wasn’t like the former Delusion, constantly plagued by Yao Ji’s obsession, the responsibility of the “Elf” and the Saints, before their demise, still weighed on her shoulders.

“What… are you talking about?”

The most confused among them was Xuanyuan Mu Yan. She looked around, everyone seemingly understanding this conversation, even the imprisoned Xuanyuan E.

Only she, the host, was completely clueless.

“It’s nothing, just… some distant past events.”

Camellia’s expression had returned to normal, as if the previous emotional turmoil never happened.

Events so distant that they occurred before the former Valhalla’s collapse.

“Oh.”

Xuanyuan Mu Yan responded, looking at everyone present, realizing that it probably wasn’t something that could be easily explained, so she gave up on asking further.

“Speaking of which, it seems it’s been a long time since the last ‘Witch Tea Party’.” Camellia looked at Luo Ling, her gaze deepening. “After the First Seat summoned me to meet you last time, she completely disappeared. Even Moonflower hasn’t heard from her.”

By now, Camellia could vaguely guess the First Seat’s true identity, probably on the same level as the “Holy Master” and the current Luo Ling.

“From now on, there won’t be any more ‘Witch Tea Parties,’ because… the First Seat’s most important goal has been achieved,” Luo Ling said softly.

The First Seat’s Witch Tea Party, besides her own amusement, was mainly to find a way to save this world.

As an outer god, the First Seat couldn’t directly interfere with this world and could only exert her influence through the Witch Tea Party.

And after Luo Ling ascended and became a deity, there was no longer a need for the Witch Tea Party.

The First Seat, Nyarlathotep, had already found the only path of salvation for this world, a path with a glimmer of hope.

“However… have you seen Grandma Moonflower recently?” Luo Ling asked in surprise.

Hearing this title, Camellia was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

“Yes, but it was a few years ago. She’s already relinquished her duties as the Lord of Qing Qiu and is traveling… I can’t contact her now.”

To completely annihilate the Doomsday Messengers, the Kingdom of Qing Qiu, already suffering from the “Ten Suns in the Sky” disaster, unfortunately became a sacrifice, and Moonflower, taking her people with her, fled using her Divine Kingdom, searching for a habitable territory.

Judging from the current situation, the Qing Qiu clan should have settled down, even Moonflower could put down the burden of her people and travel freely.

“I see, it seems… everyone is doing quite well.”

Luo Ling said, her gaze shifting to Xuanyuan Mu Yan beside her.

Camellia’s face twitched slightly.

“By the way, here’s your divine artifact back.”

Luo Ling took out a pair of scissors, the ones Camellia reluctantly “lent” her.

However, when giving them away, Camellia had already accepted the possibility of Luo Ling keeping them.

Therefore, seeing Luo Ling return them, Camellia was surprised.

“This… you’re giving them back?”

“Of course,” Luo Ling nodded slightly, “I… didn’t actually use them.”

During the battle against the black dragon, the other methods Luo Ling possessed couldn’t be used, including this divine artifact.

But she appreciated Camellia’s kindness.

“But this is a divine artifact…”

Camellia hesitantly took back the scissors, only relaxing after confirming their authenticity, but then she felt even more puzzled.

Had Miss Luo Ling become so generous? Even returning a divine artifact…

Camellia didn’t fully understand deities and thus didn’t realize Luo Ling’s true nature.

However, Luo Ling didn’t intend to explain, just smiling faintly.

“It’s because of the ‘Holy Master’s’ legacy, I don’t lack divine artifacts now.”

“Wow…”

Camellia, fascinated by divine artifacts, couldn’t help but exclaim, a hint of envy in her eyes.

She also wanted to have an endless supply of divine artifacts.

“Alright, everything’s settled.” Luo Ling clapped her hands, then looked at Xuanyuan E and said seriously, “Goodbye, Miss Xuanyuan E.”

Xuanyuan E didn’t respond, just smiled faintly.

“Miss Luo Ling, where are you going?”

Xuanyuan Mu Yan asked.

Luo Ling looked up slightly towards an unknown distance and whispered, “Home.”