Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 573 A Dream That Exists Because of You

Thunder ripped through the setting sun, and a pillar of light shot into the sky.

The spatial ripples were as dense as raindrops hitting a lake. At the end of the long staircase appeared a deep, dark steel gate, surrounded by thick, black clouds. Dark purple light peeked out from the cracks in the gate, like the junction of two completely different worlds.

A holy, radiant light poured down like a baptism, and the girl with blue hair and dressed in white stood quietly at the starting point of the towering staircase, as if she were a messenger representing the will of heaven and earth.

"Is this the power of the Heavenly Realm?"

Hun Ruoruo closed her eyes, and even without consciously perceiving, every rustle of wind and movement around her would appear in her mind with exquisite detail, as if she wanted to merge with heaven and earth.

She saw a lot.

The structure of the Sound Valley, the countless people who operate according to its rules, and the visible yet intangible paths they follow.
It turned out to be the case.

Hun Ruoruo had considered the origins of this strange world, but when she actually witnessed it with her own eyes, the shock and absurdity still constantly assaulted the remaining rationality in her mind.

"Mother, she really is a Battle Saint."

She slowly turned her head and looked at the gentle woman with a complicated expression.

From Hun Ruoruo's perspective, every person, every thing, and even the environment and world of Yin Valley, all have the same aura as An Suying.

This is the other person's world.

Or in other words, she sacrificed herself to recreate everything that happened in Yin Gu back then.

"No wonder I mistook my senior sister for you the moment I saw her, and no wonder everyone treats me like a precious gem. I should have realized it sooner; the subconscious doesn't lie."

The subconscious is a very mysterious thing, and sometimes it is even more accurate than soul detection. Hun Ruoruo firmly believes in this.

When she first met Xiao Yan, who had transformed into a protector of the Soul Palace, her subconscious mind showed a sense of closeness. It was a special feeling that she could recognize him from a crowd even though he had changed his appearance and his soul had been corrupted.

This is probably why she doesn't resist An Wan's embrace; from the very beginning, An Wan was a character created by An Suying.

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Hun Ruoruo still didn't quite understand what her mother's purpose was in going to such lengths. She didn't believe that the other party would do something meaningless.

“No, that’s not it,” An Suying suddenly said.

"Whether it's the Grand Elder or An Wan, all members of the Sound Valley are living, breathing people. Even if they are subject to some restrictions, they still exist vividly, without a doubt."

"You mean, they're all alive?" Hun Ruoruo asked incredulously. "How is that possible?!"

To be brought back to life from the dead is something even a legendary Dou Di might not be able to do. Even An Suying, as the strongest Dou Sheng on the continent, absolutely does not have the ability to revive the dead. This is simply against common sense.

"The soul is something that defies common sense."

An Suying smiled serenely.

The wondrous patterns she had glimpsed so briefly before gradually reappeared in her eyes. As the light swirled, they slowly formed the shape of the meridians circulating throughout the human body. She whispered:
Does it look familiar?

As Hun Ruoruo gazed at the scene reflected in the woman's eyes, her lips parted, and with difficulty, she uttered a name she knew intimately: "Disguise Combat Technique."

“Indeed, it is said that when the Three Thousand Thunder Movements of the Wind and Thunder Pavilion reach their peak, they can condense an avatar and possess power that surpasses the movement techniques themselves. My Sound Valley has the same, and it will only be stronger.”

An Suying's eyes shone brightly, and in the next instant, countless fine soul threads suddenly appeared from the air, numbering in the millions, but in the end they all converged on the woman's body.

"This is the ultimate demise of youth, using the annihilation of the self to hold back the passing of youth."

With a flick of her sleeve, a white jade token appeared in Hun Ruoruo's hand. Upon closer inspection, the fine dots covering the token were actually the soul imprints of each disciple!
She actually sacrificed her own soul to mend the soul imprints of everyone else?!

Hun Ruoruo's starry eyes widened, a strong sense of fear washing over her, causing her to instinctively grab the other person's hand: "Mother, what about your body—"

"Don't worry, your mother isn't as fragile as you think."

An Suying placed her finger on the girl's heart and whispered these words:

"This is the 'sacred soul' passed down through generations of the Valley Master of Yin Valley. Although you have now crossed the threshold of the Heavenly Realm Soul, you are far from being able to enter the inner sanctum. There is still a final choice waiting for you to make."

At this point, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, her seriousness turning into a gentle smile: "Do you remember what the final level of an adventure game is usually like?"

Faced with the woman's teasing, Hun Ruoruo had no intention of responding, and frowned as she said:
"It's just a fabricated dream; even if a choice is made, what's the point?"

An Suying was not a Dou Di (Battle Emperor). Even if she reshaped the souls of the Yin Gu members at her own expense, she could not maintain it for long, let alone make them deviate from the predetermined trajectory. It would not be an exaggeration to say that this place was a larger dream.

If it's a dream, what reason does it have to exist?
“You can’t say that,” An Suying said with a smile. “Even dreams have their own special functions.”

"Moreover, it is a dream that exists because of you." An Suying's voice was faint and ethereal, and before it could even fully resonate, she had already disappeared from the girl's sight.

"Go do what you think is right. No matter what you choose, you will always be my daughter, and Mom will always support you."

A mother's image can influence her children for a lifetime. Just like An Suying at this moment, she is gentle, generous, calm and proper, and she does not shy away from showing her inner feelings. This is the image that Hun Ruoruo would subconsciously imitate when she was pretending to be someone else, even though she is not good at it.

Even though the woman's figure had long since vanished, Hun Ruoruo seemed to see her waving at her from behind for a very long time.

The towering pillar of light quietly dissipated, but the enormous commotion did not cause the slightest disturbance within the Valley of Sound.

Everyone seemed to freeze at that moment, as if they had never noticed the presence of Hun Ruoruo and the other person. The night remained as still as water.

Inside the room, Xiao Yan sat beside the bed, glancing sideways at the sleeping girl, his brows furrowed like knots.

Suddenly, the girl's eyelashes trembled slightly for a moment, and then, under his unwavering gaze, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Well"

"Ruoruo?"

Upon seeing this, Xiao Yan was taken aback, then rushed forward with delight: "It really worked!"

Hun Ruoruo's mind was in a daze. Before she could ask what the other party was saying, she suddenly felt a heavy force pressing down on her. Looking down, she saw a guqin that was at least half a zhang long!
"you"

Looking at Xiao Yan's expectant expression, Hun Ruoruo was immediately annoyed and amused, and scolded, "You say it's useful, but all you do is put this thing on me?"

Xiao Yan felt wronged: "This wasn't my idea!"

"I was standing guard outside the door when I suddenly heard you go silent inside. I was still debating whether to barge in when I heard a voice reminding me to retrieve this guqin."

At this point, Xiao Yan's eyes lit up, and he slapped his forehead: "That's right, now that I think about it, that voice might have been your mother!"

"My mother?"

Hun Ruoruo was stunned, and then belatedly recalled that An Suying had indeed mentioned asking someone for help, but she didn't expect it to be Xiao Yan.

Wait, doesn't that mean...?
They've already met beforehand?!
At this point in her thoughts, Hun Ruoruo was no longer calm.

An Suying had always been seen as a gentle and kind mother in her mind, but it wasn't until she caught a glimpse of her mother in the Burning Flame Valley that she realized just how crazy her mother's true personality really was.
If she were to talk to Xiao Yan alone, nothing good would ever happen!
Her expression changed, she took a deep breath, casually smoothed a strand of hair at her temple, and asked in a low voice, "Um... my mother, she didn't say anything strange, did she?"

"That's not true."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yan scratched his head and said with some certainty, "However, she said that to express her gratitude, she would pass on a special secret technique to me."

"I wasn't planning on taking it, but she didn't give me any time to refuse. Before I knew it, she was gone."

Looking at the young man with a wry smile, Hun Ruoruo felt increasingly uneasy. She reached out her small hand and said warily, "Let me see that secret technique you mentioned."

"Ah."

Xiao Yan didn't think much of it after hearing this. He rummaged through his storage ring and quickly took out the scroll that An Suying had given him earlier, and handed it to the girl.

As she took the scroll, Hun Ruoruo's soul power, which had just begun to enter the Heavenly Realm, easily witnessed the entire secret technique with a thought.

However, the closer one looked, the more stiff the girl's face became, until finally a faint blush appeared, as if steam was rising from the top of her head.

"This"

"How is it? Is this technique powerful?" Xiao Yan rubbed his hands together, his face full of sincerity. "Anyway, it was given to me by your mother. If it's really that powerful, we can practice it together."

To his surprise, his seemingly comforting words not only failed to have any positive effect, but instead added fuel to the fire, completely breaking the girl's already fragile heartstrings.

"Who, who wants to practice this crappy martial arts with you?!"

Xiao Yan: "?"

Just as the two were joking around, the guqin placed to the side seemed to sense something and began to emit a faint humming sound.

The lines of blood-stained skin spread silently, eventually coalescing into a small line of characters, which were inscribed in the right corner.

"Look at the green water, embrace her fragrant shoulder, her beautiful face blooming. Our hearts are pledged to each other, our zither and lute play in harmony, only for you."

(End of this chapter)