Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 478 Reunion in Sanchuan (The End)
[2017 AD!]

As night deepened, the mountain breeze seemed to soften a little.

Mo Yu's figure quietly appeared beside the moss-covered boulder.

Behind him, Shangguan Xiao walked slowly, stepping on the blood-red spider lilies scattered on the ground, his expression complex.

She looked at the pottery figure before her, a trace of memory flashing in her phoenix eyes, but more so, confusion.

Time flies and things and people change.

Why did you bring me here?

“Zhao Yan is inside,” Mo Yu said, pointing to the potter.

Shangguan Xiao's heart skipped a beat.

He immediately stepped forward, reaching out his hand to touch the pottery figure and break the seal.

A thousand-year separation.

She once thought that she would never see him again in this lifetime.

However, just before she was about to touch the potter, Mo Yu grabbed her wrist.

Shangguan Xiao suddenly turned her head, her eyes burning with endless longing and eagerness, looking at him in confusion.

"Don't rush, are you really planning to see him looking like this?"

Mo Yu looked Shangguan Xiao up and down, his appearance now withered and haggard, and shook his head with a serious expression.
"Don't blame me for not reminding you, men are all complete looks-obsessed, and the ones they love until death are young and beautiful women. When you meet again after a long time, you should let him see your most stunning moment."

Before she could respond, Mo Yu pointed his fingers like a sword and placed them on her brow, actively channeling a surge of his own life force into her body.

"Well……"

Shangguan Xiao's body trembled slightly.

Although the battle with Jiang Mingzi had taken a toll on Mo Yu, this little bit of life was nothing more than a drop in the ocean for him.

But for her at that moment, it was like a long-awaited rain after a drought.

She was silent for a moment before speaking softly in a somewhat hesitant tone:
"……Thanks."

"You're welcome."

Mo Yu withdrew his finger, put his hands in his sleeves, and laughed, "Just think of it as cleaning up the mess for some unreliable ancestor."

Relying on the not-so-large amount of life force infused into his body, Shangguan Xiao had a sudden thought.

Her dry skin became plump again, her once-white hair lost its dryness and turned into flowing black hair once more, and the red eyeshadow at the corners of her eyes, which looked like congealed blood, became bright and flamboyant again.

Shangguan Xiao lowered his eyes, looking at his palms, which had regained their rosy color and were as white as snow, and his expression was somewhat dazed.

Admittedly, based on her understanding of Zhao Yan, no matter what she became, that idiot wouldn't feel the slightest bit disgusted.

but……

A woman should look good to those who please her.

If possible, she would naturally hope to reunite with the person she had longed for for a thousand years in her most beautiful and proudest form.

"Thank you!"

She spoke again.

Naturally proud and aloof, she simply didn't know how to express her gratitude.

Alone and penniless, all that he could offer seemed to be this pale expression of gratitude.

Mo Yu noticed her embarrassment, smiled and waved his hand, then disappeared in a flash before her eyes.

This provides ample space for the lovers who have been separated for a thousand years.

Shangguan Xiao took a deep breath of the air, which was filled with the cool fragrance of flowers, and gently touched it to Tao Ren's forehead.

Green flames ignited.

Zhao Yan's consciousness awakened from a century-long slumber.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the stunningly beautiful face that he had longed for and dreamed of for a thousand years.

The two looked at each other silently; in their world, only the two of them remained.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

After a thousand years apart, we meet again.

We held hands and looked into each other's tears, but were speechless and choked with emotion.

Above the clouds.

"Damn it."

Hai Shan stood with his hands clasped, watching the deeply moving scene below.
“A hundred years ago, during the battle at the Wu residence, I had a feeling that Zhao Yan wasn’t completely dead. But I never heard from him afterward. I never imagined… that this was what happened.”

The vanished Mo Yu reappeared beside him, hands clasped in his pocket, calmly gazing down.

It was obvious that they already knew about Haishan's arrival.

He wasn't interested in being a third wheel.

However, since he was the one who caused this, he still has to take full responsibility.

Letting us meet is out of consideration for each other.

But what if Zhao Yan and Shangguan Xiao, after their reunion, are unwilling to return to eternal silence, but instead are corrupted by the desire to survive, attempting to prolong this ugly existence with the blood of the common people...

Therefore, Mo Yu had no choice but to personally intervene and save face for them.

Suddenly, Hai Shan's gaze shifted from below to Mo Yu.

He first glanced meaningfully at the [Three Truths Under the Same Moon Token] that Mo Yu had tucked into his sleeve, then looked directly into Mo Yu's eyes and slowly spoke:
"I remember you said that the current ruler of the Same Month Order is Duan Xinglian, right?"

"Furthermore, you also said that your innate divine power is not yet complete, and you cannot 'foresee' the future when Brother Haoguang will return?"

"Well?" Mo Yu rubbed his chin somewhat awkwardly, his eyes darting around. "Let me think about how to argue this out."

Clearly, the scene of the two previous instances of the Three True Moons Order being activated had also fallen into Hai Shan's view.

But he didn't exactly deceive anyone before.

The current ruler of the Same Month Order should indeed be Duan Xinglian.

The one who forcibly refined the same month's order was Qin Shi Mo Yu.

His own innate supernatural power is indeed not yet fully perfected.

In fact, he now does possess the ability to interfere with the past, change cause and effect, and allow Gao Haoguang to return.

Looking at Hai Shan, his eyes were filled with anticipation and pressure.

Having just helped Shangguan Xiao, Mo Yu felt awkward refusing and could only say, "I'll try later. However, it's not certain that it will work; the special training at Xinglian can't be stopped."

"Thank you."

Having received the promise, Hai Shan immediately decided to withdraw while he was ahead.
"I will personally keep a close eye on Xinglian's situation. However, the best way to improve is still through actual combat. Brother Haoguang once said that engaging in high-intensity life-or-death battles with Dharma Corpses can accelerate the development of the Causality Innate Divine Power."

"Then let's put it into practice."

Mo Yu answered without the slightest hesitation.

Whether it's him, Gao Haoguang, Hai Shan, or Jiang Mingzi, which one of them didn't fight their way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood?
There may be shortcuts in the path of cultivation, but every step on the road to ultimate strength must be taken and understood by oneself.

At most, outsiders can only offer a relatively superior environment and a suitable platform for growth.

Even Mo Yu couldn't do many of these things.

Time flows silently.

Shangguan Xiao and Zhao Yan sat together under the shade of an ancient tree, quietly snuggling together and sharing each other's body heat.

From midnight to sunrise, then to noon, and finally... sunset.

They didn't say much, but gazed at the old site of the Wangchuan Academy in the distance, recalling the past and the lonely and long wait of the past thousand years.

All those sweet, bitter, and regretful moments have transformed into the gentlest comfort in this moment.

A thousand years of waiting, perhaps, was just for this day of being together.

As the last rays of the setting sun were about to sink below the horizon.

Mo Yu's figure reappeared in front of the two of them.

"Gentlemen, it's time to hit the road."

Shangguan Xiao and Zhao Yan trembled slightly.

They looked at the young Taoist priest before them, who was both their "benefactor" and their "arch-enemy".

In him, one can vaguely see the shadow of his close friend from back then, who was just as powerful as Jiang Mingzi.

A thousand years ago, Jiang Mingzi suddenly descended upon Wangchuan Academy in the same way, calling out to senior brothers and sisters affectionately, and with a hand seal, he unleashed the Myriad Laws Sword without mercy.

However, after a thousand years of solitude and waiting, they no longer have the desire to live in this world.

Only relief and peace remain.

"We should have set off long ago."

A satisfied smile appeared on Zhao Yan's face. He held Shangguan Xiao's hand tightly:
"Rather than living like the red spider lily, where the flower and leaves never meet and torment each other in their suffering, perhaps the best ending is to return together to eternal silence, as we are now."

Shangguan Xiao raised his head and looked at Zhao Yan beside him, who had long since lost all life and was nothing but a remnant of the past, beyond any hope of recovery. There was no sadness in his eyes, only an overwhelming and deep affection.

Then, she turned to look at Mo Yu, a relieved smile appearing on her face:

"Thank you for helping us fulfill this last wish."

"This time, you, the successor of the Three Truths, will not need to imitate your ancestor's 'severing ties with relatives and friends'."

As soon as they finished speaking, the two held hands and smiled at each other.

The wind blows.

Their figures shattered in the evening breeze, turning into countless red specks of light that dissipated into the magnificent sunset.

The two most central beams of light did not go away, but instead intertwined and merged in the air.

In the wind, only a tiny, blood-red figure, no bigger than a palm, slowly floated down from the sky and landed in front of Mo Yu.

Mo Yu reached out and calmly caught it.

The "Returning Blood Body" technique is essentially a cultivation method that uses one's own flesh and blood as a magical artifact. Upon reaching its peak, one can even defy fate and live another life.

Shangguan Xiao and Zhao Yan, in the final moments of their lives, voluntarily chose to undergo nirvana.

He completely merged his remaining blood body with his magical soul, transforming it into this blood body, and remained there.

If Mo Yu is willing, he can refine this item into a puppet magic weapon with independent combat consciousness by investing enough resources.

One puppet, possessing the characteristics of both Zhao Yan's [Great Evil Blood Body] and Shangguan Xiao's [Hundred Evil Blood Body], is comparable to the great divine power puppets of the two at their peak!
This was their final gift to Mo Yu, helping the two reunite.

Although this reward may not be of much help to Mo Yu now.

But Mo Yu smiled happily.

He stored the blood-covered figure, which carried a tragic love story spanning a thousand years, in his personal space.

"I really am a great philanthropist."

Mo Yu stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the sunset, and nodded solemnly, expressing his heartfelt approval of himself.

It feels pretty good to be a good person once in a while.

Being a goofball too much can easily make you more and more eccentric; you still need to adjust yourself occasionally.

(End of this chapter)