MJWCATFPITWOC Chapter 93

Chapter 93: Go Ask Yourself

That person stood in mid-air, backlit by the moonlight, his expression unclear. But at that moment, everyone stared at him. He was like a god descending from the heavens. His single word, “Stop,” reverberated throughout the world, echoing with the force of a mountain collapsing and a tsunami surging. It was a scene only a master breaking through after seclusion would create.

If Mo Yifeng and the others had been half-doubting their master’s appearance, now they truly felt his return.

The disciples who had been pressing towards the elders all stopped, but they didn’t lower the weapons in their hands.

Bai Guchen looked up at the sky, a look of shock on his face, unable to speak for a long time.

Baili’s gaze had been unwavering, but when that familiar voice, almost etched into his bones, reached him, he paused slightly. Slowly, he looked up, following the moonlight.

Yun Yan was dressed in green, the moonlight reflecting off him like a layer of silver. That figure was the image he had remembered and longed for countless days and nights a thousand years ago. But…

That was all a thousand years ago.

With a cold snort, Baili waved his arm again, and the disciples moved once more like clockwork.

Ignoring Baili’s disregard, Yun Yan slowly descended to the same height as Mo Yifeng. He seemed to have something to say, but looking at Baili’s current state, with only his soul remaining in the world, he was silent for a moment before finally saying, “I’m sorry, I’m late.”

“……”

At that moment, the disciples below stabbed their swords fiercely into their own abdomens. The elders were sweating with anxiety. But in that instant, countless vines burst from the ground, tightly binding the disciples’ hands, rendering them unable to move.

Recognizing this technique, an elder exclaimed in surprise, “This wood technique… there’s no mistaking it!”

They all looked at the person in the air: “This method can only be used by the Ningmu Perfected One!”

It was the first time Mo Yifeng and Fu Lingxuan had seen their master in action. They hadn’t expected him to be so powerful, forcibly stopping the troublesome Puppet Dao.

Baili finally looked directly at Yun Yan, coldly saying, “Late? It’s been a whole thousand years, don’t you think it’s a bit too late?”

Yun Yan knew he was in the wrong and didn’t say much.

Baili stared at him, his expression darkening again, “You’re here to stop me, right? Then let’s not waste each other’s time, let’s just fight. Today, unless I die again, don’t even think about stopping me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Baili launched a golden silk attack at Yun Yan.

Mo Yifeng shouted, “Master!”

Unexpectedly, Yun Yan caught those strands of golden silk in his bare hands as if playing with rope, and pulled them forward fiercely.

Mo Yifeng’s eyes almost popped out.

You can do that???

He looked at Yun Yan, his eyes shining brightly as if he had his own filter, staring intently.

Sensing his gaze, Yun Yan smiled slightly, “I know you’re curious, but Yifeng, I don’t have time to explain the principle to you right now. I have to separate Baili from Shen Yucheng’s body first. Otherwise, if we drag this on for too long, Shen Yucheng won’t be able to come back.”

Hearing this, Mo Yifeng immediately regained his composure, frowning as he asked, “What do you mean?”

Yun Yan said coldly, “Although Shen Yucheng’s soul is still in his body, if he doesn’t control his body for too long, his soul will subconsciously leave his body and then dissipate.”

Mo Yifeng’s face darkened, “So you’re saying he’ll think he’s dead and then leave his body?”

Yun Yan nodded, “So we have to deal with it immediately.”

Mo Yifeng: “Then what should we do?”

Yun Yan thought for a moment and shouted below, “Lingxuan! Come up!”

Everyone present heard someone ordering the Vice Sect Leader.

Fu Lingxuan immediately appeared and came into the air, “Master.” Seeing that Mo Yifeng and Shen Yucheng were safe and sound, his heart finally settled.

But the next sentence from Yun Yan poured cold water on him: “Yucheng is dying.”

Fu Lingxuan’s face changed instantly, like he was on a rollercoaster: “??!!”

Under Yun Yan’s arrangement, the three surrounded Baili.

At this time, Baili was still stuck by the golden silk in Yun Yan’s hand, unable to retract it. It was clearly silk threads made of spiritual power, but he could grab it with his bare hands, it was too unusual.

Yun Yan first had Fu Lingxuan cast a black array to restrict Baili’s movements. After he was unable to move, Mo Yifeng rushed up to beat him, with the aim of knocking him unconscious.

Mo Yifeng was stunned when he heard this, “Won’t that kill Brother Yucheng before he even faints?”

Yun Yan laughed, “No. Haven’t you seen Yucheng kill ten cows with his bare hands?”

Mo Yifeng almost believed it, but then he thought about it, and suspiciously said, “Master, aren’t you in seclusion all day long, where would you have the chance to see Brother Yucheng?”

Yun Yan’s expression didn’t change, but his body stiffened noticeably, “…Okay, don’t ask so many questions, let’s start.”

Fu Lingxuan immediately cast a black array, and a huge magic array appeared under Baili’s feet. Baili struggled constantly, summoning more golden silk to attack, but all of it was caught by Yun Yan.

Yun Yan muttered in a low voice, “No wonder Yucheng wanted to teach you the golden silk technique back then…”

Just as Mo Yifeng was about to move, Baili suddenly seemed to be stimulated by something. He knelt down, his head bowed in pain, his whole body trembling. Seeing this, Mo Yifeng stopped.

Yun Yan frowned and first had Fu Lingxuan withdraw the magic array. Baili covered his face, murmuring painfully, “…Don’t come out…”

Fu Lingxuan exclaimed, “This is…”

Yun Yan looked at this scene, first stunned, and then seemed to think of something, “So that’s how it is, Yucheng succeeded.”

He said, “Wait, don’t worry, Yucheng should be able to come out on his own.”

Then, as if to confirm Yun Yan’s words, Baili suddenly shouted, “Ah!!!” A white light shot out from his body, Shen Yucheng’s body lost control and fell straight down.

Yun Yan immediately shouted, “Now!”

Mo Yifeng took a few steps into the air, instantly catching Shen Yucheng, who was falling helplessly. Fu Lingxuan followed closely behind, offering a blue array, firmly locking onto the flickering white light.

Yun Yan’s eyes darkened, he let go of the golden silk, and with a flash, he appeared in the center of the blue array. His tone was soft, but he couldn’t hide the urgency in his heart, “Baili, I’ve always wanted to have a good talk with you, so… don’t run away anymore, okay?”

The white light was suppressed by the blue array. Seeming to sense Yun Yan’s approach, it trembled and shrank back. It was clearly just a ball of light, but it radiated a childlike rejection, even waving its “little hands” to punch and kick him, like it was venting its dissatisfaction.

Yun Yan’s expression softened, and he reached out his hand slightly. At this moment, the distance of a thousand years seemed to be closing…

But just as he was about to touch the white light, the white light flashed suddenly and disappeared directly into the blue array, as if it had never existed.

Yun Yan’s face turned pale instantly, his hand stopped in mid-air, pointing at empty space.

“Don’t think you can snatch Baili away so easily, Ningmu Perfected One.”

A cold voice came from behind.

Bai Guchen didn’t know when he had appeared, the ball of white light floating in his hand, his face full of ruthlessness and madness, “Baili’s soul-summoning array is still in my hands. As long as I don’t let go, none of you can take him back!”

Yun Yan clenched his empty fist tightly, slowly turning around, his eyes colder than ice, “Return my disciple.”

Hearing this, Bai Guchen’s emotions exploded instantly, his voice almost roaring, “What disciple! If you really thought of him as a disciple, you wouldn’t have been so cold to him! The person you hate the most in the world is Yun Yan!”

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, fire almost spurting from his eyes: “Until the last moment before his death, he was still thinking of you! Why? I’m the one who has always been with him, protected him, and stayed by his side, but I’m never remembered! You, the master who never fulfilled his responsibilities, have become the only person he can’t let go of in his heart!”

Yun Yan’s expression didn’t change, and he even exuded a powerful pressure, suppressing Bai Guchen’s legs until they went soft.

“Return him to me,” Yun Yan said in a low voice.

Bai Guchen’s eyes were full of obsession, “No! That’s not it! He must hate you to the core! He said before he died that the thing he regretted most in this life was being your disciple! He said he was too disappointed in you!”

These words were like a sharp sword piercing into his heart, Yun Yan froze on the spot.

He didn’t speak, even his breathing paused for half a beat, as if he would collapse completely if he heard another word.

He knew he shouldn’t be shaken so easily, but only when it came to Baili’s affairs, even the slightest disturbance was enough to make his defenses crumble.

“You believe that?”

A casual voice suddenly came from behind him.

Yun Yan was stunned as if he had been hit by a charm. He turned his head and saw Shen Yucheng looking at him calmly, his eyes indifferent with a hint of playfulness, and hiding some indescribable tenderness.

Supported by Mo Yifeng, Shen Yucheng approached and said helplessly, “You asked me to keep an eye on your disciple, and I’ve done my best. But… that really can’t be helped.”

Hearing this, Yun Yan immediately understood what he was referring to, stepped forward, and said seriously, “You are also my disciple.”

Mo Yifeng interjected with a look of consternation, “You… when did you secretly meet?”

Shen Yucheng raised his eyes to look at him, and answered seriously, “Just now.”

At the same time, Yun Yan: “A thousand years ago.”

Mo Yifeng cracked on the spot: “Huh? At least coordinate your stories…”

As a result, the two looked at each other and smiled in unison.

Shen Yucheng leaned closer to Yun Yan and asked in a low voice, “But isn’t that the memory from ‘Time Dao’? How do you still remember?”

Yun Yan replied softly, “Maybe I was in seclusion for too long and was too bored, so I kept cultivating. Now I just happened to break through to the Tribulation Transcendence stage, so I can ignore some space-time rules a little… Maybe that’s why the memories remained.”

Tribulation Transcendence, that was one level higher than Mo Yifeng’s Spirit Transformation stage. It was a height that many people couldn’t reach in their entire lives. Tribulation Transcendence… was a legendary existence.

Shen Yucheng raised his eyebrows and gave a thumbs up, “Then you suddenly ran away, so the affairs of Futian Sect are all left to me?”

Yun Yan waved his hand, revealing an apologetic smile, “Thank you for your hard work.”

Shen Yucheng shrugged, “It’s okay, Baili is handling everything.”

Yun Yan smiled.

At this time, Mo Yifeng and Fu Lingxuan, who were standing aside, still looked confused. Mo Yifeng couldn’t help but ask in a low voice, “How many secrets are they hiding?”

Fu Lingxuan frowned, also pondering.

Yun Yan turned around at this time, saw his two curious disciples, couldn’t help but laugh, and finally told them the truth that he had never spoken out in all these years.

“What!? That Baili is Futian Sect’s senior brother?!” Mo Yifeng opened his eyes in shock.

Although Fu Lingxuan wasn’t as exaggerated, his expression was obviously solemn.

Yun Yan looked like an old father who suddenly announced that he was pregnant with triplets at the age of fifty, and told his two sons in their twenties without giving them any psychological preparation: “You’re going to be older brothers.”

However, before they could digest this “family change,” the disciples on the ground, who had been controlled by Baili to stop moving, began to move again!

The expressions of several people changed, and their eyes turned to Bai Guchen at the same time.

He was still holding the ball of white light in his hand, and the white light had now condensed into a human form, which was Baili’s appearance when he was alive.

Bai Guchen said with a sneer, “Don’t forget, my Crimson Puppet Dao can control all dead things, including souls that have already passed away.”

A flash of anger flashed in Yun Yan’s eyes, and he was about to step forward, but he suddenly remembered the sentence Bai Guchen had just said, “Baili hates you to the core.”

His footsteps paused, hesitating.

At this moment, a hand gently rested on his shoulder.

Shen Yucheng leaned into his ear and said in a light tone, but every sentence was powerful, “Are you scared now? The Yun Yan I know isn’t someone who gives up so easily.”

Yun Yan turned to look at him.

Shen Yucheng: “Want to know what he’s thinking? The person is right there, go ask yourself.”