40 - The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

In Chapter Nine, titled "So You Are the Immortal Heavenly Master!" of the web novel, the vast body of Jiang Jing twisted in the path of darkness. He attempted to escape, but the force was inescapable. Before long, an ugly green silhouette was forcibly pulled out from Jiang Jing's body. “Aaaa—” A piercing scream lasted only a moment before fading away as it descended into the nether path. At that moment, a sound like a drumbeat resonated near Bai Lian's ear. "The netherworld cannot confine me. One day, I shall rise to the heavens and slay the shores!" “?” Bai Lian was bewildered. No, now wasn't the time to ponder such things. She hastily turned her head. In the icy blue light, Qian Xue and the Underworld Palace Master had yet to disappear. Not only had they not vanished, but after swaying amidst the "waves" for some time, they finally leaned against each other, then opened their arms and embraced tightly. “!” Qian Xue and the Underworld Palace Master gazed into each other's eyes with profound affection. Twenty-three years—a reunion and a farewell! It was akin to that fateful encounter between the golden wind and the jade dew, surpassing countless mundane moments. Countless flowers floated up at that moment. It shouldn't end like this! Bai Lian shouted in her heart. Surely, there must be something she could do. Yes. The Thousand Illusions True Eye. That Dust Snow Curse wasn't used relying on the power of the Thousand Illusions True Eye. If she were to use the Thousand Illusions True Eye again, surely she could... At this point, the system task suddenly appeared. [Task One: Use the Thousand Illusions True Eye to restrict the Dust Snow Curse (Completion Reward: Breakthrough in Cultivation to Mahayana Stage)] [Task Two: Do nothing (Completion Reward: Soft Skill +2)] Just a glance made Bai Lian realize that Task One was one that would knock her out instantly. "Am I still too weak?" she chuckled self-deprecatingly. She could only watch helplessly in the end. Bai Lian thought that years later she would still remember this scene; it would become her new nightmare. Yet as she was pondering all of this, the Moonlight Tear, still floating before her chest, suddenly moved. "Hey!" Bai Lian reached out to grab it but caught nothing. The Moonlight Tear flew uncontrollably into the nether path. Before she could figure out what was happening, a gentle white light shot like an arrow through the icy blue "prison" defined by the Dust Snow Curse. A sweep, a grasp, a turn. The souls of Qian Xue and the Underworld Palace Master were encased. A moment later, the Moonlight Tear, dragging a long tail, flew back to Bai Lian’s chest. "……" Bai Lian gazed, stunned, at the slowly rotating purple drop. Moments later, she reached out and grasped it. She felt warmth—a warmth exactly like that of her master, An Lan! Holding this tear, it felt as though she held her master's hand. The warmth seeped deep into her heart. "Master," Bai Lian softly called to An Lan. Master was always like this. No matter the situation, whenever she was in trouble, her master, though unspeaking, would always find a way to help her. "How can I repay this?" Perhaps only with her body could she repay it. At this moment, Bai Lian wished fervently she could fly back to Qiongmingshan, then cling to her master like a petulant child, preferably being able to nuzzle into his embrace. Profoundly moved, she lingered in this sentiment.