Chapter 320: You Owe Me a Heavenly Book!
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No… something was still different.
In this lifetime, the only anomaly was her.
She was the sole one who broke free from her predetermined fate, treading a path utterly different from her past life.
Why was the sole blessing of the Formation of Seven, created by Master Qing Yan and six others, bestowed upon her alone?
Who was manipulating everything in secret?
Was it Su Ming?
Or was it someone else, someone beyond her expectations?
As Yu Zhao pondered, Master Qing Yan and the others had already positioned themselves in the array formation’s key nodes, following Su Ming’s instructions.
“I… can I not…” As the moment arrived, Lan Zi Yu’s courage faltered again.
Master Qing Yan and Fang Cheng Lang looked at him with disdain, but Su Ming surprisingly calmed him with an uncharacteristic gentleness.
“Second Senior Brother, rest assured. Once the formation activates, there will be no pain. If it becomes unbearable, you can even withdraw halfway.”
“Really? I can withdraw?”
“Of course.”
Lan Zi Yu hesitantly nodded, though the others frowned, irritated by this uncontrollable variable.
Ignoring their frustration, Su Ming, as the formation leader, decisively activated the array.
In an instant—
The world changed colors.
Hurricanes roared, rainstorms lashed, lightning crackled, and hailstorms bombarded the ground.
The space around them twisted violently as if on the verge of collapse.
Within the array, the seven felt their bodies and souls close to being torn apart by the fury of the heavens.
Amid the relentless hailstorm, Quan Ye, who had lost both arms, struggled far more than the others, unable to even open his eyes fully.
He roared in rage: “Su Ming!”
Su Ming remained calm. “It will be over soon.”
His words seemed to act as a switch.
The next moment, the seven felt an unstoppable force devouring their bodies.
It was a visible devouring.
First to vanish were their toes, then their feet.
Next, the force crept upward—ankles, shins, knees…
“Ahhhhhh!”
Lan Zi Yu screamed in agony.
The excruciating pain was unbearable, and watching his body parts vanish only shattered his already fragile spirit.
He tried to escape the formation, to abandon his role as a node.
But he soon realized his body was now one with the array.
There was no escape.
“Su Ming! You lied to me! You LIED to me! AHHH!”
Su Ming looked to the heavens.
“Heavenly Will, I’ve done what I promised. Don’t forget your end of the bargain!”
Heavenly Will?
Everyone was stunned.
Even Lan Zi Yu, who had been wailing moments ago, fell silent.
“Su Ming, you lied to us earlier!”
By now, most of their bodies had been consumed. Master Qing Yan’s face twisted with pain and despair.
He had thought—
He had believed that he could truly atone for his mistakes!
He had believed that he could save the cultivation world!
But it was all a lie.
“I didn’t lie to you. This array can indeed reverse time and return to the past.”
Master Qing Yan froze, almost daring to hope—until Su Ming continued:
“But only one person can defy fate and transcend the rules.”
When Su Ming had opened the Wordless Heavenly Book, he learned the truth. The book bore the will of the heavens, essentially its incarnation.
The Heavenly Will informed Su Ming that the cultivation world, plagued by dwindling spiritual energy and luck, was nearing its end. The only solution was to activate an ancient array, using the flesh and souls of seven blessed individuals. The person at the array’s core would gain a chance to defy the heavens and correct past wrongs.
But the chance was singular.
And they were seven.
Without hesitation, Su Ming claimed the opportunity for himself.
Ye Cong Xin had once said he wasn’t the most talented among the brothers, but his luck was unparalleled.
He had too many regrets to mend, making him the perfect choice!
Knowing the truth would provoke outrage, Su Ming chose to lie, claiming everyone would get a chance to go back.
His decision proved wise. Despite minor setbacks, the array was successfully activated.
Now, he eagerly awaited the Heavenly Will to fulfill its promise.
But as moments passed with no response, the smile on his face turned to terror.
“Heavenly Will! Heav—”
His voice abruptly stopped as the force devoured his throat.
He was about to be entirely consumed.
“Hahaha!”
The burly Quan Ye laughed mercilessly.
Su Ming had deceived them.
And the Heavenly Will had deceived Su Ming.
Poetic justice.
As death approached, Quan Ye felt not fear, but relief.
Master Qing Yan, Fang Cheng Lang, and Cui Jue shared his sentiment.
Their anger at Su Ming’s betrayal dissipated quickly.
They had long accepted death as their penance.
But Wu Shao Zhen and Lan Zi Yu couldn’t accept the truth.
Even at their final moments, their eyes burned with hatred as they glared at Su Ming.
As the seven figures vanished, Yu Zhao felt an intense pressure closing in from all directions.
The world was rejecting her.
She didn’t want to leave.
There were too many questions left unanswered.
Suddenly, a glowing orb appeared where the seven had vanished. Without warning, the orb shot toward Yu Zhao.
“Savior, return to where you belong.”
An ancient, weathered voice echoed in her ears.
Yu Zhao awoke with a start.
She was face-to-face with a pair of equally aged eyes.
Dean Mo Xin looked at her with curiosity. “What did you just see?”
Yu Zhao opened her mouth but didn’t know how to explain.
How could she tell him that her soul had left her body, returning to her past life to witness the Heavenly Will toying with Su Ming and the others?
She could finally confirm—
Her rebirth with memories intact wasn’t thanks to Master Qing Yan and the six others.
Though they claimed to save the world, their hearts were filled with selfish desires.
Someone else had sent her back.
Recalling the voice she had heard earlier, an absurd thought crossed her mind.
Could it be…
“Oh no! The Heavenly Book!”
Dean Mo Xin’s sudden exclamation snapped her out of her thoughts.
Looking down, she saw the Wordless Heavenly Book in her hands disintegrating into countless points of light.
Dean Mo Xin frantically tried to grab the lights, but it was futile. He could only watch helplessly as they faded away.
His heart ached as if it were being crushed. Clutching Yu Zhao’s wrist, he shouted, “You owe me a Heavenly Book!”
Yu Zhao yelped, guilt washing over her.
The book disappearing in her hands was undeniable.
Even if she wanted to deny it, she couldn’t.
Yu Zhao forced a sheepish smile. “Dean Mo Xin, please don’t be angry. Let’s talk this out.”
“Hmph!”
Dean Mo Xin snorted heavily, dragging her by the wrist. The next moment, they were back inside the bamboo lodge.
While Yu Zhao racked her brains, trying to talk her way out, something strange happened at the Five Elements Dao Sect.
Simultaneously, Fang Cheng Lang and the others fell into a nightmare.
Even Master Qing Yan, battling an otherworldly soul in his cave, wasn’t spared.
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