“What! What did you say?”
Shui Miao was shocked.
Upon hearing Bai Lian’s words, Bu Yi and Meng San Niang couldn’t help exchanging glances.
Bu Yi quickly sent a mental message to Meng San Niang, “San Niang, I know this woman named Bai Lian. She’s a thousand-year-old female ghost, not someone simple. She had a past connection with Shui Miao. I feel her actions today are somewhat abnormal. Can you sense her thoughts and find out what underhanded schemes she’s plotting?”
“No problem. The older the ghost, the less chance they have of escaping my grasp.”
Confidently, Meng San Niang immediately activated her Dream Demon cultivation technique and subtly began sensing Bai Lian’s thoughts.
Bai Lian slowly walked toward Shui Miao. “Now that it’s come to this, I no longer have any reason to hide anything from you. In fact, I’ve long suspected that the one secretly giving you Primordial Qi was him. But whether he wants to take you as a disciple or use you for some ulterior motive, I don’t know.”
“Explain clearly! Are you just guessing?”
Bai Lian stopped a few meters away from Shui Miao. “It’s a guess, but I have evidence.”
“What evidence!?”
Shui Miao’s mind raced, feeling Bai Lian had no reason to lie to him.
“What? What did you say?”
Shui Miao was utterly shocked.
Upon hearing Bai Lian’s words, Bu Yi and Meng Sanniang exchanged uneasy glances.
Bu Yi quickly sent a mental message to Meng Sanniang, “Sanniang, I know this woman named Bai Lian. She’s a thousand-year-old female ghost, and she’s anything but simple. She has a history with Shui Miao, and I can’t shake the feeling that her behavior today is suspicious. Can you sense what she’s thinking and figure out what kind of scheme she’s plotting?”
“No problem. The older the ghost, the easier it is for me to read them.”
Confident in her abilities, Meng Sanniang immediately activated her Dream Demon mental technique, subtly probing Bai Lian’s thoughts without alerting anyone.
Bai Lian slowly approached Shui Miao. “At this point, there’s no need for me to hide the truth from you anymore. In fact, I’ve long suspected that the person secretly providing you with Primordial Qi was him. But whether he wants to take you as his disciple or use you for some ulterior motive, I really don’t know.”
“Explain yourself clearly. Is this just your speculation?” Shui Miao pressed urgently.
Bai Lian stopped about five or six meters away from Shui Miao. “It is speculation, but I have evidence.”
“What evidence!?”
Shui Miao’s mind raced, but he couldn’t find any reason for Bai Lian to lie to him.
“I can tell you, but you must agree to one condition: help me forge a supreme-grade time artifact. Of course, you could also kill me and extract the information directly from my thoughts.” Bai Lian’s gaze held a mix of envy and resentment. The insignificant brat she once looked down upon had now surpassed her in power, a reality she was struggling to accept. “You certainly have the strength to do so now.”
“No, I’m not a bloodthirsty demon. Besides, my greatest wish right now is to avenge my father. As for my own affairs, I don’t really care all that much. Even if the Supreme Elder Lord truly intends to use me, I’m willing to be used. However, if you provide the materials, I can consider crafting an artifact for you.” Shui Miao replied straightforwardly, effectively agreeing to her request.
Bai Lian frowned. “I don’t understand. Why are you so willing to be used? If you care so little about this matter, why agree to help me forge an immortal artifact?”
“Simple. I pity you,” Shui Miao answered bluntly.
Upon hearing this, Bai Lian’s eyebrows shot up in anger, and she yelled, “Who needs your pity? You should pity yourself! Being used by others yet remaining willing—you’re the one who deserves sympathy!”
Bai Lian had a volatile temper and couldn’t stand such words. She felt her lofty status had been tainted.
Shui Miao spoke the truth: a woman who missed her chance to become an immortal due to her impure heart, separated from her beloved by the boundaries of immortality and mortality, and who, even after a millennium of seeking enlightenment in the mortal world, still hadn’t changed her rotten temper—such a person was truly pitiable.
His thoughts racing, Shui Miao quickly added, “I deserve pity? Are you serious? What wrong have I, Shui Miao, ever done? Have I ever deceived an innocent child? Did you help my father just so he would owe you a debt, just so he would die for you? Have I ever shamelessly used someone’s life to achieve my goals like you have? You failed to become an immortal because of your own flaws, yet you blame others. How dare you even suggest that the Supreme Elder Lord, who granted you your abilities, is someone you need to confront? You can’t distinguish right from wrong or good from evil. Why would someone like you be worthy of Ling Shuai’s affection?”
“Shui Miao, you bastard! Do you know who you’re talking to?” Bai Lian grew increasingly furious. She could tell that the dwarves had told Shui Miao these things, but she never expected him to dare lecture her like this.
Shui Miao sneered, “What? You think I should respect my elders and be submissive, tiptoeing around you? You’re wrong. Please set aside your self-righteous sense of superiority. Life is equal. If you’ve done wrong, you should admit it! Refusing to admit your mistakes is nothing but shamelessness. Back then, did you really think the Supreme Elder Lord didn’t know Ling Shuai would teach you the techniques he passed on? He knew. He intended to nurture you, but you were utterly selfish, caring only for yourself. That’s why someone as selfish as you was destined never to become an immortal. Even now, you refuse to repent. Not only have you broken Ling Shuai’s heart, but you’ve also deeply hurt your master, the Supreme Elder Lord.”
“Bastard! You—you are my son, don’t you know that!”
Bai Lian looked as if she had reached her limit, her emotions boiling over.
“Wh-what…”
Hearing this, Shui Miao was stunned. All his thoughts came to an abrupt halt.
Was Shui Miao really the son of the thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian?
Bu Yi was also frozen in shock.
Meng Sanniang, however, frowned deeply.
The thousand-year-old female ghost began to cry—she wept bitterly!
“……”
Shui Miao wanted to speak but couldn’t find the words.
After crying for a while, Bai Lian said to Shui Miao sorrowfully, “Do you really think I’m that selfish? Do you truly believe you know the whole truth? I had a child with him, but the Supreme Elder Lord tore us apart. I committed suicide, and the child died in the womb. You are the soul of that child! I nurtured you until I met your father. He reminded me of Ling Shuai, so I allowed you to be reincarnated through him.”
“Shui Miao…”
Meng Sanniang suddenly sent a mental message to Shui Miao, transmitting the true thoughts she had sensed from Bai Lian.
“Enough!”
Upon receiving Meng Sanniang’s message, Shui Miao understood everything instantly. He roared in fury, “Bai Lian, you’ve gone too far! I treated you with sincerity, yet you repeatedly deceived and manipulated me, forcing these absurd lies onto me to cloud my judgment and use me for your schemes. Let me tell you, I know exactly what you’re thinking. I initially thought you were pitiable and felt sympathy for you, but now I see you are truly evil. You are the real demon.”
“What? What are you saying? I am your mother!” The thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian still wore an expression of grievous injustice.
Meng Sanniang stepped forward, smirking coldly. “Bai Lian, I am a Dream Demon. I know everything you’re thinking. There’s no need to keep acting.”
“……”
Hearing this, Bai Lian was speechless.
“Bai Lian, in my lifetime, I’ve entered the dreams of countless souls, but you are the most sinister and terrifying one I’ve ever encountered. On the surface, you appear to be a good person, an innocent victim, but in reality, you are extremely selfish and vindictive. Your tolerance is smaller than a needle’s point, yet you are an exceptional actress. Oh, and you’ve loved watching plays since childhood, haven’t you? You often act out scenes when no one is around—a fact only you knew, but now I know it, and Shui Miao knows it too.” Meng Sanniang raised an eyebrow mockingly. “Bai Lian, you’ve only cultivated for a little over a thousand years. I’ve been cultivating for several millennia. You can’t hide your thoughts from me. So, should I expose all your dirty secrets one by one, or will you wisely shut up and leave?”
“……”
With her scheme exposed, Bai Lian stumbled backward in panic, her face shifting between light and shadow.
“You vicious woman! You were the one who caused my father’s death! I will make you pay with your blood!”
Shui Miao clenched his fists tightly. Within the supreme artifact, winds howled, and a massive black hand materialized above Bai Lian’s head.
“Shui Miao, you can’t kill me! I placed a curse on you. If I die, you will die too, along with all your family and friends!” Bai Lian screamed hysterically.
“Alas! She’s deceiving you again.”
Meng Sanniang sighed helplessly.
“At death’s door, you still dare to curse my loved ones!”
Gritting his teeth, Shui Miao focused his will, and the enormous black hand lunged toward Bai Lian.
“Whoosh!”
“Ah…”
Just as Shui Miao was about to strike and Bai Lian screamed in terror, a flash of white light swept by, and Bai Lian vanished!
“What! How… how is this possible? Someone actually rescued her from inside this supreme artifact?”
Shui Miao was profoundly shocked. This was an enhanced supreme artifact! For someone to save another under these circumstances—just how terrifyingly powerful would that person have to be?
“Huh? What’s that…”
Bu Yi hurried forward and caught a withered, yellow leaf drifting down from the air. On the leaf was a line of small characters…
“No, I’m not a bloodthirsty demon. Besides, my greatest wish right now is to avenge my father. As for my own matters, I actually don’t care that much. Even if the Supreme Elder truly intends to use me, I’m willing to be used. However, if you provide the materials, I can consider forging an artifact for you.” Shui Miao spoke frankly and decisively, effectively agreeing.
Bai Lian frowned. “I don’t understand. Why are you willing to be used? If you care so little about this, why agree to forge me a magical artifact?”
“Simple, I pity you.” Shui Miao replied decisively.
Upon hearing this, Bai Lian’s eyebrows furrowed angrily, and she shouted, “Who needs your pity? You should pity yourself. Being used by others willingly, you’re the one who deserves pity.”
Bai Lian had a fiery temper, unable to tolerate such words. She felt her lofty status had been tainted.
Shui Miao spoke truthfully. A woman who missed her chance at immortality due to her own lack of kindness, separated from her beloved by the divide between immortals and mortals, and still hadn’t changed her bad temper after a thousand years of cultivation in the mortal realm—such a person was inherently deserving of pity.
Swiftly responding, Shui Miao continued, “I’m the one deserving pity? Are you sure? Have I done anything wrong? Have I ever misled an innocent child? Did you help my father just to make him repay you? To make him die for you? Have I ever used others’ lives as shamelessly as you did to achieve my own ends? You failed to become an immortal because of your own flaws, yet you blame others. You dare to say the Supreme Elder who gave you your abilities is someone you must oppose. You cannot distinguish right from wrong, good from evil. Why should someone like Ling Shuai like you?”
“Shui Miao, you bastard, do you know who you’re talking to?” Bai Lian grew angrier, realizing these accusations had come from the dwarves. She hadn’t expected Shui Miao to dare lecture her.
Shui Miao scoffed, “What? Do you think I should respect elders and the young? Should I be obsequious and careful around you, flattering you? You’re wrong. Give up your self-righteous sense of superiority. Life is equal. You must admit your mistakes! Refusing to acknowledge your wrongdoing is your shamelessness. Back then, did you really think the Supreme Elder didn’t know Ling Shuai would pass his techniques to you when he taught them to him? He knew. He wanted to cultivate you, but you were selfish, thinking only of yourself. Therefore, someone as selfish as you was destined never to become immortal. You still refuse to repent today, which not only hurt Ling Shuai’s heart but also deeply hurt your master, the Supreme Elder’s heart.”
“You bastard! Do you know who you’re talking to! You’re my son!”
Bai Lian looked unable to endure any longer, extremely agitated.
“What… what…”
Hearing this, Shui Miao was stunned, his thoughts instantly frozen.
Shui Miao was actually the son of the thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian?
Bu Yi was also instantly stunned.
Meng San Niang, however, tightly furrowed her brows.
The thousand-year-old female ghost cried… she wept bitterly!
“…”
Shui Miao wanted to speak but didn’t know what to say.
After crying for a while, the thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian sorrowfully told Shui Miao, “Do you think I’m so selfish? Do you think you truly know the truth? I had a child with him, but the Supreme Elder separated us. I committed suicide, and the child died in my womb. You are the soul of that unborn child. I kept nurturing you until I met your father, who looked very much like him, so I let you reincarnate!”
“Shui Miao…”
Suddenly, Meng San Niang sent a mental message to Shui Miao, conveying Bai Lian’s true thoughts that she had sensed.
“Enough!”
Receiving Meng San Niang’s thoughts, Shui Miao suddenly understood everything and roared in anger, “Bai Lian, you’re too much! I treated you sincerely, yet you repeatedly mocked and confused me, forcefully dragging me into your mess, trying to cloud my thoughts and manipulate me. Let me tell you, I now know exactly what you’re thinking. I originally thought you were pitiable and felt sympathy for you, but now I realize you’re truly evil—you’re the demon.”
“What, are you saying I’m your mother!” The thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian still looked wronged.
Meng San Niang stepped forward, smiling coldly. “Bai Lian, I’m the Dream Demon. I know everything you’re thinking. Stop pretending.”
“…”
Hearing this, Bai Lian was instantly stunned.
“Bai Lian, in my life, I’ve entered countless souls’ dreams. You’re the darkest and most terrifying I’ve encountered. You appear to be a good person, an innocent victim, but in reality, you’re extremely selfish, holding grudges over every slight, with a heart smaller than a needle’s tip, yet you’re particularly good at acting. Oh, you’ve always loved watching plays since childhood, haven’t you? You often acted alone when no one was around. This was something only you knew, but now I know too, and so does Shui Miao.” Meng San Niang smirked, raising her eyebrows. “Bai Lian, you’ve only cultivated for over a thousand years, while I’ve cultivated for several thousand. Your thoughts can’t hide from me. Now, do you want me to expose all your dirty secrets, or will you wisely shut up and leave?”
“…”
“What? What did you say?”
Shui Miao was utterly shocked.
Upon hearing Bai Lian’s words, Bu Yi and Meng Sanniang exchanged uneasy glances.
Bu Yi quickly sent a mental message to Meng Sanniang, “Sanniang, I know this woman named Bai Lian. She’s a thousand-year-old female ghost, and she’s anything but simple. She has a history with Shui Miao, and I can’t shake the feeling that her behavior today is suspicious. Can you sense what she’s thinking and figure out what kind of scheme she’s plotting?”
“No problem. The older the ghost, the easier it is for me to read them.”
Confident in her abilities, Meng Sanniang immediately activated her Dream Demon mental technique, subtly probing Bai Lian’s thoughts without alerting her.
Bai Lian slowly approached Shui Miao. “At this point, there’s no need for me to hide the truth from you anymore. In fact, I’ve long suspected that the person secretly providing you with Primordial Qi was him. But whether he wants to take you as his disciple or use you for some ulterior motive, I really don’t know.”
“Explain yourself clearly. Is this just your speculation?” Shui Miao pressed urgently.
Bai Lian stopped about five or six meters away from Shui Miao. “It is speculation, but I have evidence.”
“What evidence!?”
Shui Miao’s mind raced, but he couldn’t find any reason for Bai Lian to lie to him.
“I can tell you, but you must agree to one condition: help me forge a supreme-grade time artifact. Of course, you could also kill me and extract the information directly from my thoughts.” Bai Lian’s gaze held a mix of envy and resentment. The insignificant brat she once looked down upon had now surpassed her in power, a reality she was struggling to accept. “You certainly have the strength to do so now.”
“No, I’m not a bloodthirsty demon. Besides, my greatest wish right now is to avenge my father. As for my own affairs, I don’t really care all that much. Even if the Supreme Elder truly intends to use me, I’m willing to be used. However, if you provide the materials, I can consider forging an artifact for you.” Shui Miao replied straightforwardly, effectively agreeing to her request.
Bai Lian frowned. “I don’t understand. Why are you so willing to be used? If you care so little about this matter, why agree to help me forge an immortal artifact?”
“Simple. I pity you,” Shui Miao answered bluntly.
Upon hearing this, Bai Lian’s eyebrows shot up in anger. “Who asked for your pity? You should pity yourself! You’re being used yet remain willing—you’re the one deserving of pity!”
Bai Lian had a volatile temper and couldn’t stand such words. She felt her lofty status had been tainted.
Shui Miao spoke the truth: a woman who missed her chance to become an immortal due to her impure heart, separated from her beloved by the boundaries of immortality and mortality, and who, even after a millennium of seeking enlightenment in the mortal world, still hadn’t changed her rotten temper—such a person was truly pitiable.
His thoughts racing, Shui Miao added, “I deserve pity? Are you serious? What wrong have I, Shui Miao, ever done? Have I ever deceived an innocent child? Did you help my father just so he would owe you a debt, just so he would die for you? Have I ever shamelessly used someone’s life to achieve my goals like you have? You failed to become an immortal due to your own flaws, yet you blame others. How dare you accuse the Supreme Elder, who granted you your abilities, of being someone you need to oppose? You can’t distinguish right from wrong or good from evil. Why on earth would someone like Commander Ling ever love you?”
“Shui Miao, you bastard! Do you know who you’re talking to?” Bai Lian grew increasingly furious. She could tell that the Dwarves had told Shui Miao these things, but she never expected him to dare lecture her like this.
Shui Miao sneered. “What? You think I should respect my elders and be submissive, tiptoeing around you? You’re wrong. Please discard your self-righteous sense of superiority. Life is equal. If you’ve done wrong, you should admit it! Refusing to admit your mistakes is nothing but shameless. Back then, did you really think the Supreme Elder didn’t know Commander Ling would teach you the techniques he passed down? He knew. He intended to nurture you, but you were utterly selfish, only caring about yourself. That’s why someone as selfish as you was destined never to become an immortal. Even now, you refuse to repent. Not only have you broken Commander Ling’s heart, but you’ve also broken the heart of your master, the Supreme Elder.”
“Bastard! You—you’re my son, don’t you know that!?”
Bai Lian looked as if she had reached her limit, her expression intensely emotional.
“Wh-what…”
Hearing this, Shui Miao was stunned. All his thoughts came to an abrupt halt.
Was Shui Miao really the son of the thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian?
Bu Yi was also frozen in shock.
Meng Sanniang, however, frowned deeply.
The thousand-year-old female ghost began to cry—she wept bitterly!
“……”
Shui Miao wanted to speak but didn’t know what to say.
After crying for a while, Bai Lian said to Shui Miao sorrowfully, “Do you really think I’m that selfish? Do you truly believe you know the whole truth? I had a child with him, but the Supreme Elder tore us apart. I committed suicide, and the child died in the womb. You are the soul of that child. I kept you with me until I met your father. He looked so much like him, so I let you be reborn into his family!”
“Shui Miao…”
Meng Sanniang suddenly sent a mental message to Shui Miao, transmitting the true thoughts she had sensed from Bai Lian.
“Enough!”
Upon receiving Meng Sanniang’s message, Shui Miao understood everything instantly. He roared in fury, “Bai Lian, you’ve gone too far! I treated you with sincerity, yet you repeatedly deceived and manipulated me, forcing these absurd lies onto me to confuse my thoughts and use me for your schemes. Let me tell you, I know exactly what you’re thinking. I initially thought you were pitiable and felt sympathy for you, but now I see you are truly evil. You are the real demon.”
“What? What are you saying? I am your mother!” The thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian still wore a grievous expression.
Meng Sanniang stepped forward, smiling coldly. “Bai Lian, I am the Dream Demon. I know everything you’re thinking. There’s no need to keep acting.”
“……”
Hearing this, Bai Lian was speechless.
“Bai Lian, in my lifetime, I’ve entered the dreams of countless souls, but you are the most sinister and terrifying one I’ve ever encountered. On the surface, you appear to be a good person, an innocent victim, but in reality, you are extremely selfish and vindictive. Your tolerance is smaller than a needle’s point, yet you are an exceptional actress. Oh, and you’ve loved watching dramas since childhood, haven’t you? You often act out scenes when no one is around. Only you knew about this, but now I know, and Shui Miao knows too.” Meng Sanniang raised an eyebrow mockingly. “Bai Lian, you’ve only cultivated for a little over a thousand years. I’ve been cultivating for several millennia. You can’t hide your thoughts from me. So, should I expose all your dirty secrets one by one, or will you wisely shut up and leave?”
“……”
Her scheme exposed, Bai Lian hastily retreated several steps, her face flickering between light and shadow.
“You vicious woman! You’re the one who caused my father’s death. I’ll make you pay with your blood!”
Shui Miao clenched his fists tightly. Within the supreme artifact, winds howled and clouds gathered. A massive black hand materialized above the thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian’s head.
“Shui Miao, you can’t kill me! I placed a curse on you. If I die, you will die too, along with all your family and friends!” Bai Lian screamed hysterically.
“Alas! She’s deceiving you again.”
Meng Sanniang sighed helplessly.
“At death’s door, you still dare to curse my family and friends!”
Gritting his teeth, Shui Miao focused his will, and the enormous black hand lunged toward Bai Lian.
“Whoosh!”
“Ah…”
Just as Shui Miao was about to strike and Bai Lian screamed in terror, a flash of white light swept by, and Bai Lian vanished!
“What! How… how is this possible? Someone actually rescued her from within this supreme artifact!?”
Shui Miao was profoundly shocked. This was an enhanced supreme artifact! For someone to save another under such circumstances—how terrifyingly powerful must they be?
“Huh? What’s that…”
Bu Yi hurried forward and caught a yellowish leaf drifting down from the air. On it was a line of small characters…
“Evil woman, it was you who killed my father. I’ll make you pay for his blood with your blood!”
“What? What did you say?”
Shui Miao was utterly shocked.
Hearing Bai Lian utter these words, Bu Yi and Meng Sanniang couldn’t help but exchange glances.
Bu Yi quickly sent a mental message to Meng Sanniang, “Sanniang, I know this woman named Bai Lian. She is a thousand-year-old female ghost, and she’s no simple character. She has a history with Shui Miao, and I can’t shake the feeling that her behavior today is somewhat unusual. Can you sense what’s on her mind and figure out what kind of scheme she’s plotting?”
“No problem. The older the ghost, the harder it is for them to escape my grasp.”
Confident and assured, Meng Sanniang immediately activated her Dream Demon mental technique, imperceptibly tuning into Bai Lian’s thoughts.
Bai Lian slowly walked toward Shui Miao. “At this point, there’s no need for me to hide it from you anymore. In fact, I’ve long suspected that the person secretly providing you with Primordial Qi was him. But whether he wants to take you as his disciple or use you to achieve some ulterior motive, I really don’t know.”
“Explain yourself clearly. Is this just your speculation?” Shui Miao pressed urgently.
Bai Lian stopped about five or six meters away from Shui Miao. “It is speculation, but I have evidence.”
“What evidence!?”
Shui Miao’s mind raced, but he couldn’t find any reason for Bai Lian to deceive him.
“I can tell you, but you must agree to one condition: help me forge a supreme-grade time magic treasure. Of course, you could also kill me and extract the information directly from my thoughts.” Bai Lian’s gaze held a mix of envy, jealousy, and resentment. The insignificant brat she once looked down upon had now surpassed her in power—a reality she was struggling to accept. “You certainly have the strength to do so now.”
“No, I’m not a bloodthirsty demon. Besides, my greatest wish right now is to avenge my father. As for my own affairs, I don’t really care all that much. Even if the Supreme Lord Lao Zi truly intends to use me, I’m willing to be used. However, if you provide the materials, I can consider crafting a magic treasure for you.” Shui Miao replied straightforwardly, effectively agreeing to her request.
Bai Lian, however, frowned. “I don’t understand. Why are you so willing to be used? If you care so little about this matter, why agree to help me forge an immortal artifact?”
“Simple—I pity you,” Shui Miao answered bluntly.
Hearing this, Bai Lian’s eyebrows shot up in anger, and she roared, “Who needs your pity? You should pity yourself! Being used by others yet still willing—you’re the one deserving of sympathy!”
Bai Lian had a volatile temper and couldn’t stand such words. She felt her lofty status had been tainted.
Shui Miao spoke the truth: a woman who missed her chance at immortality due to her impure heart, separated from her beloved by the boundaries of immortality and mortality, and who, even after a millennium of seeking enlightenment in the mortal world, still hadn’t shed her foul temper—such a person was truly pitiable.
As these thoughts flashed through his mind, Shui Miao quickly added, “I deserve pity? Are you serious? What have I, Shui Miao, done wrong? Have I ever deceived an innocent child? Did you help my father just so he would owe you a debt, just so he would die for you? Have I ever shamelessly used someone’s life to achieve my goals like you have? You failed to attain immortality because of your own flaws, yet you blame others. How dare you accuse the Supreme Lord Lao Zi, who granted you your abilities, of being someone you need to confront? You can’t distinguish right from wrong or good from evil. What makes you worthy of Ling Shuai’s affection?”
“Shui Miao, you bastard! Do you know who you’re talking to?” Bai Lian grew increasingly furious. She could tell that the Dwarves had told Shui Miao these things, but she never expected him to dare lecture her like this.
Shui Miao sneered, “What? You think I should respect my elders and be submissive, tiptoeing around to please you? You’re mistaken. Please set aside your self-righteous sense of superiority. Life is equal—if you’ve done wrong, you should admit it! Refusing to acknowledge your mistakes is sheer shamelessness. Back then, did you really think the Supreme Lord Lao Zi didn’t know Ling Shuai would teach you the techniques he passed down? He knew. He intended to nurture you, but you were utterly selfish, only thinking of yourself. That’s why someone as selfish as you was destined never to attain immortality. Even now, you refuse to repent. You’ve not only broken Ling Shuai’s heart but also the heart of your master, the Supreme Lord Lao Zi.”
“Bastard! You—you’re my son, don’t you know that!”
Bai Lian looked as if she had reached her limit, her expression intensely agitated.
“Wh-what…”
Hearing this, Shui Miao was stunned. All his thoughts came to an abrupt halt.
Was Shui Miao really the son of the thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian?
Bu Yi was also frozen in shock.
Meng Sanniang, however, frowned deeply.
The thousand-year-old female ghost began to cry—she wept bitterly!
“……”
Shui Miao wanted to speak but didn’t know what to say.
After crying for a while, the thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian said to Shui Miao sorrowfully, “Do you really think I’m that selfish? Do you truly believe you know the whole truth? I had a child with him, but the Supreme Lord Lao Zi tore us apart. I committed suicide, and the child died in the womb. You are the soul of that child. I kept you with me until I met your father. He reminded me so much of him, so I let you be reborn through him!”
“Shui Miao…”
Meng Sanniang suddenly sent a mental message to Shui Miao, conveying the true thoughts she had sensed from Bai Lian.
“Enough!”
Upon receiving Meng Sanniang’s message, Shui Miao understood everything instantly and roared in fury, “Bai Lian, you’ve gone too far! I treated you with sincerity, yet you repeatedly deceived me, confused me, and forced these absurd lies onto me to cloud my judgment and manipulate me. Let me tell you—I know exactly what you’re thinking. I thought you were pitiable and felt sympathy for you, but now I see you are truly evil. You are the demon.”
“What? What are you saying? I am your mother!” The thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian still wore an expression of grievous injustice.
Meng Sanniang stepped forward and sneered, “Bai Lian, I am the Dream Demon. I know everything you’re thinking. Stop acting.”
“……”
Hearing this, Bai Lian was immediately speechless.
“Bai Lian, in my lifetime, I’ve entered the dreams of countless souls, but you are the most sinister and terrifying one I’ve ever encountered. On the surface, you appear to be a good person, an innocent victim, but in reality, you are extremely selfish and vindictive. Your tolerance is smaller than a needle’s point, yet you are an expert at acting. By the way, you’ve loved watching plays since childhood, haven’t you? You often act out scenes alone when no one is around. Only you knew about this, but now I know, and Shui Miao knows too.” Meng Sanniang raised an eyebrow coldly. “Bai Lian, you’ve only cultivated for a little over a thousand years. I’ve been at this for several millennia. You can’t hide your thoughts from me. So, should I expose all your dirty secrets one by one, or will you wisely shut up and leave?”
“……”
With her scheme exposed, Bai Lian hastily retreated several steps, her face flickering between light and shadow.
“You vicious woman! You were the one who caused my father’s death. I will make you pay with your blood!”
Shui Miao clenched his fists tightly. Within the Supreme Magic Treasure, winds began to howl, and a massive black hand materialized above the thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian’s head.
“Shui Miao, you can’t kill me! I placed a curse on you. If I die, you will die too—along with all your family and friends!” Bai Lian screamed hysterically.
“Alas! She’s deceiving you again.”
Meng Sanniang sighed helplessly.
“At death’s door, you still dare to curse my family and friends!”
Gritting his teeth, Shui Miao focused his intent, and the enormous black hand swooped down to seize Bai Lian.
“Whoosh!”
“Ah…”
Just as Shui Miao was about to kill Bai Lian and she let out a terrified scream, a flash of white light swept by, and Bai Lian vanished!
“What! How… how is this possible? Someone actually rescued her from inside the Supreme Magic Treasure?”
Shui Miao was profoundly shocked. This was an enhanced Supreme Magic Treasure! For someone to save another under these circumstances—just how terrifyingly powerful was this person?
“Huh? What’s that…”
Bu Yi hurried forward and caught a withered, yellowed leaf drifting down from the air. On the leaf was a line of tiny characters…
“Shui Miao, you can’t kill me. Because I’ve cursed you. If I die, you’ll definitely die too, along with all your loved ones and friends—they’ll all perish!” Bai Lian screamed hysterically.
“Ah! She’s lying to you again.”
Meng San Niang sighed helplessly.
“You dare curse my loved ones and friends when you’re at death’s door!”
Shui Miao gritted his teeth, suddenly changing his mind. The giant black hand swiftly lunged at Bai Lian.
“Whoosh!”
“Ahh…”
Just as Shui Miao was about to kill Bai Lian and she screamed in terror, a flash of white light appeared, and Bai Lian vanished instantly!
“What? What did you say?”
Shui Miao was utterly shocked.
Upon hearing Bai Lian’s words, Bu Yi and Meng Sanniang exchanged uneasy glances.
Bu Yi quickly sent a mental message to Meng Sanniang, “Sanniang, I know this woman named Bai Lian. She’s a thousand-year-old female ghost, and she’s anything but simple. She has a history with Shui Miao, and I can’t shake the feeling that her behavior today is suspicious. Can you sense what she’s thinking and figure out what kind of scheme she’s plotting?”
“No problem. The older the ghost, the harder it is for them to escape my grasp.”
Confident, Meng Sanniang immediately activated her Dream Demon technique, subtly probing Bai Lian’s thoughts without detection.
Bai Lian slowly approached Shui Miao. “At this point, there’s no need for me to hide it from you anymore. In fact, I’ve long suspected that the person secretly providing you with Primordial Qi was him. But whether he wants to take you as his disciple or use you for some ulterior motive, I really don’t know.”
“Explain yourself clearly. Is this just your speculation?” Shui Miao pressed urgently.
Bai Lian stopped about five or six meters away from Shui Miao. “It is speculation, but I have evidence.”
“What evidence!?”
Shui Miao’s mind raced, but he couldn’t find any reason for Bai Lian to deceive him.
“I can tell you, but you must agree to one condition: help me forge a supreme-grade time artifact. Of course, you could also kill me and extract the information directly from my thoughts.” Bai Lian’s gaze held a mix of envy and resentment. The insignificant brat she once looked down upon had now surpassed her, a reality she was struggling to accept. “You certainly have the power to do so now.”
“No, I’m not a bloodthirsty demon. Besides, my greatest wish right now is to avenge my father. As for my own affairs, I don’t really care all that much. Even if the Supreme Elder truly intends to use me, I’m willing to be used. However, if you provide the materials, I can consider crafting an artifact for you.” Shui Miao replied straightforwardly, effectively agreeing to her request.
Bai Lian frowned. “I don’t understand. Why are you so willing to be used? If you care so little about this matter, why agree to help me forge an immortal artifact?”
“Simple. I pity you,” Shui Miao answered bluntly.
Upon hearing this, Bai Lian’s eyebrows shot up in anger. “Who asked for your pity? You should pity yourself—being used yet content with it. You’re the one deserving of sympathy!”
Bai Lian had a volatile temper and couldn’t stand such words. She felt her lofty status was being tarnished.
Shui Miao spoke the truth: a woman who missed her chance at immortality due to her impure heart, separated from her beloved, and after a thousand years of cultivation, still hadn’t changed her rotten temper—such a person was indeed pitiable.
His thoughts racing, Shui Miao added, “I deserve pity? Are you serious? What wrong have I, Shui Miao, ever done? Have I ever deceived an innocent child? Did you help my father just so he would owe you a debt, just so he would die for you? Have I ever shamelessly used others’ lives to achieve my goals like you? You failed to attain immortality because of your own flaws, yet you blame others. How dare you accuse the Supreme Elder, who granted you your abilities, of being someone you need to confront? You can’t distinguish right from wrong or good from evil. Why would someone like Commander Ling ever love you?”
“Shui Miao, you bastard! Do you know who you’re talking to?” Bai Lian grew increasingly furious. She could tell that the dwarves had told Shui Miao these things, but she never expected him to dare lecture her like this.
Shui Miao sneered. “What? You think I should respect my elders and be submissive, tiptoeing around you? You’re mistaken. Please discard your self-righteous sense of superiority. Life is equal. If you’ve done wrong, admit it! Refusing to admit your mistakes is sheer shamelessness. Back then, do you think the Supreme Elder didn’t know that Commander Ling would pass the techniques on to you? He knew. He intended to nurture you, but you were utterly selfish, only thinking of yourself. That’s why someone as selfish as you was destined never to attain immortality. Even now, you refuse to repent. Not only have you broken Commander Ling’s heart, but you’ve also deeply hurt your master, the Supreme Elder.”
“Bastard! You—you are my son, don’t you know that!?”
Bai Lian seemed unable to contain herself, her emotions running high.
“Wh-what…”
Hearing this, Shui Miao was stunned, his thoughts coming to an abrupt halt.
Was Shui Miao really the son of the thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian?
Bu Yi was also frozen in shock.
Meng Sanniang, however, frowned deeply.
The thousand-year-old female ghost began to cry—she wept bitterly!
“……”
Shui Miao wanted to speak but couldn’t find the words.
After crying for a while, Bai Lian said to Shui Miao sorrowfully, “Do you really think I’m that selfish? Do you truly believe you know the whole truth? I had a child with him, but the Supreme Elder tore us apart. I committed suicide, and the child died in the womb. You are the soul of that child. I kept you with me until I met your father. He resembled him so much that I allowed you to be reincarnated through him!”
“Shui Miao…”
Meng Sanniang suddenly sent a mental message to Shui Miao, conveying the true thoughts she had sensed from Bai Lian.
“Enough!”
Upon receiving Meng Sanniang’s message, Shui Miao understood everything instantly and roared in fury, “Bai Lian, you’ve gone too far! I treated you with sincerity, yet you repeatedly deceived and manipulated me, forcing these absurd lies onto me to confuse my thoughts and use me for your schemes. Let me tell you, I know exactly what’s on your mind. I initially thought you were pitiable and felt sympathy for you, but now I see you are truly evil. You are the real demon.”
“What? What are you saying? I am your mother!” The thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian still wore a grievous expression.
Meng Sanniang stepped forward and sneered, “Bai Lian, I am the Dream Demon. I know everything you’re thinking. Stop acting.”
“……”
Hearing this, Bai Lian was speechless.
“Bai Lian, in my lifetime, I’ve entered the dreams of countless souls, but you are the most sinister and terrifying one I’ve ever encountered. On the surface, you appear kind and innocent, a victim of circumstances, but in reality, you are extremely selfish and vindictive. Your tolerance is smaller than a needle’s point, yet you excel at acting. By the way, you’ve loved watching dramas since childhood, haven’t you? You often acted out scenes alone when no one was around. Only you knew about this, but now I know, and Shui Miao knows too.” Meng Sanniang raised an eyebrow coldly. “Bai Lian, you’ve only cultivated for a little over a thousand years. I’ve been around for several millennia. You can’t hide your thoughts from me. So now, should I expose all your dirty secrets one by one, or will you wisely shut up and leave?”
“……”
Exposed, Bai Lian panicked and stumbled backward, her face shifting between fear and uncertainty.
“You vicious woman! You are the one who caused my father’s death. I will make you pay with your blood!”
Shui Miao clenched his fists tightly. Within the supreme artifact, winds howled, and a massive black hand materialized above Bai Lian’s head.
“Shui Miao, you can’t kill me! I placed a curse on you. If I die, you will die too, along with all your family and friends!” Bai Lian screamed hysterically.
“Alas! She’s deceiving you again.”
Meng Sanniang sighed helplessly.
“At death’s door, you still dare to curse my loved ones!”
Gritting his teeth, Shui Miao focused his intent, and the enormous black hand lunged toward Bai Lian.
“Whoosh!”
“Ah…”
Just as Shui Miao was about to strike and Bai Lian screamed in terror, a flash of white light swept by, and Bai Lian vanished!
“What! How… how is this possible? Someone actually rescued her from within this supreme artifact!?”
Shui Miao was astounded. This was an enhanced supreme artifact! For someone to save another under such circumstances—how terrifyingly powerful must they be?
“Huh? What’s that…”
Bu Yi hurried forward and caught a withered, yellow leaf drifting down from the air. On it was a line of small characters…
“What? What did you say?”
Shui Miao was utterly shocked.
Upon hearing Bai Lian’s words, Bu Yi and Meng Sanniang exchanged uneasy glances.
Bu Yi quickly sent a mental message to Meng Sanniang, “Sanniang, I know this woman named Bai Lian. She’s a thousand-year-old female ghost, and she’s anything but simple. She has a history with Shui Miao, and I can’t shake the feeling that her behavior today is suspicious. Can you probe her thoughts and see what kind of scheme she’s plotting?”
“No problem. The older the ghost, the easier it is for me to read them.”
Confident in her abilities, Meng Sanniang immediately activated her Dream Demon technique, subtly sensing Bai Lian’s thoughts without alerting anyone.
Bai Lian slowly approached Shui Miao. “At this point, there’s no need for me to hide the truth from you anymore. In fact, I’ve long suspected that the person secretly providing you with Primordial Qi was him. But whether he wants to take you as his disciple or use you for some ulterior motive, I really don’t know.”
“Explain yourself clearly. Is this just your speculation?” Shui Miao pressed urgently.
Bai Lian stopped about five or six meters away from Shui Miao. “It is speculation, but I have evidence.”
“What evidence?!”
Shui Miao’s mind raced, but he couldn’t find any reason for Bai Lian to lie to him.
“I can tell you, but you must agree to one condition: help me forge a supreme-grade time artifact. Of course, you could also kill me and extract the information directly from my thoughts.” Bai Lian’s gaze held a mix of envy and resentment. The insignificant brat she once looked down upon had now surpassed her in power, a reality she was struggling to accept. “You certainly have the strength to do so now.”
“No, I’m not a bloodthirsty demon. Besides, my greatest wish right now is to avenge my father. As for my own affairs, I don’t really care all that much. Even if the Supreme Elder truly intends to use me, I’m willing to be used. However, if you provide the materials, I can consider forging an artifact for you.” Shui Miao replied straightforwardly, effectively agreeing to her condition.
Bai Lian frowned. “I don’t understand. Why are you so willing to be used? If you care so little about this matter, why agree to help me forge an immortal artifact?”
“Simple. I pity you,” Shui Miao answered bluntly.
Upon hearing this, Bai Lian’s eyebrows shot up in anger, and she yelled, “Who asked for your pity? You should pity yourself! Being used by others yet remaining willing—you’re the one who deserves pity!”
Bai Lian had a volatile temper and couldn’t stand such words. She felt her lofty status had been tainted.
Shui Miao spoke the truth: a woman who missed her chance to become an immortal due to her impure heart, separated from her beloved by the boundaries of immortality and mortality, and who, even after a thousand years of seeking enlightenment in the mortal world, still hadn’t changed her rotten temper—such a person was truly pitiable.
His thoughts racing, Shui Miao quickly added, “I deserve pity? Are you serious? What have I, Shui Miao, ever done wrong? Have I ever deceived an innocent child? Did you help my father just so he would owe you a debt, just so he would die for you? Have I ever shamelessly used someone’s life to achieve my goals like you have? You failed to become an immortal because of your own flaws, yet you blame others. How dare you even suggest that the Supreme Elder, who granted you your abilities, is someone you need to confront? You can’t distinguish right from wrong or good from evil. Why would someone like Commander Ling ever love you?”
“Shui Miao, you bastard! Do you know who you’re talking to?” Bai Lian grew increasingly furious. She could tell that the dwarves had told Shui Miao these things, but she never expected him to dare lecture her like this.
Shui Miao sneered, “What? You think I should respect my elders and be submissive, tiptoeing around you? You’re wrong. Please set aside your self-righteous sense of superiority. Life is equal. If you’ve done wrong, you should admit it! Refusing to admit your mistakes is sheer shamelessness. Back then, did you really think the Supreme Elder didn’t know that Commander Ling would teach you the techniques he passed down? He knew. He intended to nurture you, but you were too selfish, only thinking of yourself. That’s why someone as selfish as you was destined never to become an immortal. Even now, you refuse to repent. Not only have you broken Commander Ling’s heart, but you’ve also broken the heart of your master, the Supreme Elder.”
“Bastard! You—you are my son, don’t you know that?!”
Bai Lian looked as if she had reached her limit, her emotions boiling over.
“Wh-what…”
Hearing this, Shui Miao was stunned. All his thoughts came to an abrupt halt.
Was Shui Miao really the son of the thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian?
Bu Yi was also frozen in shock.
Meng Sanniang, however, frowned deeply.
The thousand-year-old female ghost began to cry—she wept bitterly!
“…”
Shui Miao wanted to speak but couldn’t find the words.
After crying for a while, Bai Lian said to Shui Miao sorrowfully, “Do you really think I’m that selfish? Do you really think you know the truth? I had a child with him, but the Supreme Elder tore us apart. I committed suicide, and the child died in the womb. You are the soul of that child. I kept you with me until I met your father. He looked so much like him, so I let you be reborn into his family!”
“Shui Miao…”
Meng Sanniang suddenly sent a mental message to Shui Miao, conveying the true thoughts she had sensed from Bai Lian.
“Enough!”
Upon receiving Meng Sanniang’s message, Shui Miao understood everything. He roared in fury, “Bai Lian, you’ve gone too far! I treated you with sincerity, yet you repeatedly deceived me, confused me, and forced these absurd lies onto me to mess with my mind and manipulate me. Let me tell you, I know exactly what you’re thinking. I thought you were pitiable and felt sympathy for you, but now I see you’re truly evil. You’re the real demon.”
“What? What are you saying? I am your mother!” The thousand-year-old female ghost Bai Lian still wore a wronged expression.
Meng Sanniang stepped forward, smirking coldly. “Bai Lian, I am the Dream Demon. I know everything you’re thinking. Stop acting.”
“…”
Hearing this, Bai Lian was speechless.
“Bai Lian, I’ve entered the dreams of countless souls in my lifetime, but you are the most sinister and terrifying one I’ve ever encountered. On the surface, you appear to be a good person, an innocent victim, but in reality, you’re extremely selfish and vindictive. Your tolerance is smaller than a needle’s point, yet you’re an excellent actress. Oh, and you’ve loved watching plays since childhood, haven’t you? You often act out scenes alone when no one is around. Only you knew about this, but now I know, and Shui Miao knows too.” Meng Sanniang raised an eyebrow coldly. “Bai Lian, you’ve only cultivated for a little over a thousand years. I’ve been cultivating for several millennia. You can’t hide your thoughts from me. So, should I expose all your dirty secrets one by one, or will you wisely shut up and leave?”
“…”
Her scheme exposed, Bai Lian panicked and took several steps back, her face shifting between light and shadow.
“You vicious woman! You’re the one who caused my father’s death. I’ll make you pay with your blood!”
Shui Miao clenched his fists tightly. Within the supreme artifact, winds howled, and a massive black hand materialized above Bai Lian’s head.
“Shui Miao, you can’t kill me! I placed a curse on you. If I die, you will die too, along with all your family and friends!” Bai Lian screamed hysterically.
“Alas! She’s lying to you again.”
Meng Sanniang sighed helplessly.
“At death’s door, you still dare to curse my loved ones!”
Shui Miao gritted his teeth and, with a thought, directed the enormous black hand to seize Bai Lian.
“Whoosh!”
“Ah…”
Just as Shui Miao was about to kill Bai Lian and she let out a terrified scream, a flash of white light swept by, and Bai Lian vanished!
“What! How… how is this possible? Someone actually rescued her from inside this supreme artifact?”
Shui Miao was astounded. This was an enhanced supreme artifact! For someone to save another under such circumstances—how terrifyingly powerful must they be?
“Huh? What’s that…”
Bu Yi hurried forward and caught a withered yellow leaf drifting down from the air. On the leaf was a line of small characters…
“Ah? What is that…”
Bu Yi quickly stepped forward, grabbing a withered yellow leaf drifting down from the air. There was a line of small characters written on the leaf…
Tai Sui Yellow Amulet Paper FuLu Taoist Love Talisman Traditional Chinese Spiritual Charm Attracting Love Protecting Marriage