People in the Imperial Music Bureau: The Storytelling Demon Child Nezha

I sensed... the Blood Realm watching us through my bloodline. She stared at the flickering flames; it knew we had gathered the fragments.

Chapter 205 Reappearance in the World

Li Qiye wiped the Blade of Severance: "We'll arrive at Sword Forging Valley tomorrow. The old swordsmith has promised to help us reforge it completely."

Suddenly, the sound of snapping branches came from outside the temple. Both men became alert simultaneously, and Li Qiye extinguished the campfire with a single palm strike.

In the darkness, countless pairs of eyes glowing red are approaching.

The doors and windows of the dilapidated temple shattered simultaneously, and more than a dozen figures dressed in tattered monks' robes rushed in.

Their skin was ashen, their eyes were filled with pus and blood, and their staffs were shrouded in black mist.

These were fellow disciples who died in battle back then... Li Qiye's hand gripping the knife was bulging with veins, corrupted by the Blood Realm.

The leading monk tilted his head, a grotesque smile tugging at the corners of his rotting mouth: "Junior...brother...come back...to be the vessel..."

Su Yuqing drew her short sword: Watch out! They're carrying corpse poison!

The corrupt monk soldiers swarmed forward, their staffs striking the ground and stirring up poisonous mist.

Li Qiye's blade flashed like lightning, but with each person he slew, he inhaled more poisonous gas. Seeing this, Su Yuqing's blue eyes suddenly lit up, and a blood-red barrier temporarily blocked the poisonous mist.

"Let me do it." Li Qiye suddenly sheathed his sword and clasped his hands together. The tomb guardian mark emitted golden light, forming a phantom image of Buddha behind him.

The monks paused, and a look of struggle appeared on their rotting faces.

Fellow disciples... Li Qiye's voice was low and somber. May you rest in peace.

Bathed in Buddha's light, the black aura on the monks gradually dissipated.

They knelt on the ground, their decaying bodies turning to ashes, leaving only a clean pile of bones.

Su Yuqing suddenly coughed, and a trace of black blood spilled from the corner of her mouth—she had absorbed too much poisonous mist to maintain the barrier.

At dawn, the two finally arrived at Sword Forging Valley. Lava flowed in the valley, and steam rose from it. The old swordsmith, with his red hair and beard, was already waiting in front of the furnace.

"Did you bring the things?" he asked in a booming voice.

Li Qiye took out four fragments, but the old swordsmith shook his head: the most important thing is still missing—the blood of the swordsmith.

Su Yuqing stepped forward: Use mine. The bloodline of the Heavenly Evil Buddha should...

"No!" Li Qiye interrupted her, "Use my gravedigger's blood."

The old swordsmith laughed heartily: Interesting! Then bring them all on!

He threw the fragment into the lava, and the earth shook violently: an hour later, the true Blade of the Boundary would reappear in the world!

Just then, the sky outside the valley suddenly darkened. Dark clouds formed a huge vortex, and a giant claw covered in scales emerged from the clouds.

"They're here so fast." The old swordsmith spat. "Boy, go and block them! Don't let that thing in before the sword is finished!"

Li Qiye and Su Yuqing rushed out of the cave, only to see the phantom of the Lord of the Blood Realm appearing in mid-air—a monster composed of countless eyeballs and tentacles, attempting to tear through space and descend.

Buy some time! Li Qiye drew his sword and charged toward the nearest eyeball monster.

Su Yuqing's blue eyes turned completely blood red, and the Heavenly Evil Buddha bloodline was fully awakened.

She formed a hand seal, and crimson thorns rose from the ground, entangled the tentacles that were trying to descend.

The battle continued until dusk. Li Qiye was covered in wounds, and the light of the tomb guardian's mark had dimmed.

Su Yuqing was bleeding from all seven orifices and was only able to stay afloat by her willpower.

Just as the two were about to exhaust themselves, a deafening sword cry suddenly erupted from the valley! A golden light shot straight into the sky, tearing a hole in the dark clouds.

The old swordsmith emerged from the cave carrying the fully-formed Blade of Severance. The blade was entirely crystalline, its interior flowing with an energy that intertwined gold and blood.

Catch the knife!

Li Qiye leaped forward and caught the divine weapon, instantly feeling a vast power surge into his body. The guardian mark resonated with the blade, forming enormous golden wings behind him.

Chapter 206 The Tower of Oblivion

The Lord of the Blood Realm let out a deafening roar, and his complete form burst out from the crack.

Its true form is larger than a mountain, and each eye reflects a different scene of hell.

Su Yuqing, clear the way for me! Li Qiye flapped his wings and took flight.

Su Yuqing bit her finger and drew a blood talisman between her eyebrows: With my blood, I will open the path of the Heavenly Evil!

She transformed into a streak of blood-red light, tearing a wound in the Blood Realm Lord's body. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Li Qiye swooped down, his Blade of Severance piercing straight into its core!

This knife——

For all the souls devoured by the Blood Realm!

A burst of golden light flashed, eclipsing the world. As the light faded, the Blood Realm Lord's body began to disintegrate.

But before it died, it uttered a vicious curse: Gravekeeper... Heavenly Evil Bloodline... You 877s will never... be able to escape

After the great battle, Sword Forging Valley was reduced to ruins. The old swordsmith had vanished without a trace, leaving only a pool of lava.

Su Yuqing remained unconscious, and the blood-red rune between her brows turned black. Li Qiye discovered that a trace of Blood Realm power still remained within her—the innate curse of the Heavenly Evil bloodline.

He gently picked her up, the Blade of Severance gleaming in the sunlight.

There's always a way. He looked into the distance, "Let's go find..."

The method to break the bloodline curse.

The wind billowed their robes, and a new journey unfolded beneath their feet. Behind them, within the dissipating black mist of the Blood Realm, twelve mysterious figures vaguely emerged...

Su Yuqing's coma lasted for three days and three nights.

Li Qiye carried her across the desolate battlefield and arrived at an abandoned village.

The dark lines between her eyebrows continued to spread, crawling towards the corners of her eyes like a spider web, and her breathing became weaker and weaker.

He gently placed her in a relatively intact wooden house, cut his palm with the Blade of Severance, and let the blood drip onto her brow.

The golden light of the tomb guardian's mark seeped into her skin, temporarily halting the spread of the black lines, but they soon resumed.

It's no use... Li Qiye gritted her teeth, gripped the Blade of the Boundary, and the curse of the Blood Realm had already merged with her bloodline.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the door.

A man in a grey cloak stood in the doorway, his face obscured by the hood, revealing only a pale chin.

"Gravekeeper, you can't save her." His voice was hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.

Li Qiye instantly drew his sword, the blade pointing directly at the newcomer: Who are you?

The man slowly raised his hand, and a jet-black rune appeared in his palm: I, like you, was once a gravedigger.

Li Qiye's pupils contracted—the rune was indeed a tomb guardian's mark, but it had been corroded into black by some kind of force.

you...

My name is 'Wuchen'. The man lifted his hood, revealing a face covered with black markings. Three hundred years ago, I personally killed my fellow member of the Heavenly Evil bloodline.

Wuchen sat by the campfire and recounted a buried history.

Three hundred years ago, he and his companion—an inheritor of the Heavenly Evil bloodline—fought against the Blood Realm together.

However, during the final battle, the curse of the Blood Realm corrupted the bloodline of his companions, causing them to completely lose control.

I had no choice but to kill him with my own hands. Wuchen's voice was calm, but his eyes held endless pain. However, the curse of the Blood Realm had not disappeared; instead, it had been transferred to me.

He pointed to the black markings on his face: "Over the years, I have been searching for a way to break the curse."

Li Qiye looked at the unconscious Su Yuqing: So, you have a way?

Wuchen paused for a moment: "There is a place that might save her—the 'Tower of Oblivion'."

Chapter 207 I'm Willing to Exchange My Memories

Legend has it that the Tower of Oblivion is the last relic left by the first Heavenly Evil Buddha, and a mirror that can sever cause and effect is hidden at the top of the tower.

But it was guarded by the 'Tower Keeper'. Wuchen stood up, and those who entered the tower had to pay the price of their memories.

Li Qiye did not hesitate: Lead the way.

Wuchen gave him a deep look: Are you sure? If you fail, you'll forget everything, including her.

Li Qiye held Su Yuqing's hand: I will not fail.

Three days later, they arrived at a forest shrouded in mist. In the center of the forest, a towering black tower stood silently, reaching into the clouds.

Before the tower gate stood a woman dressed in white. Her eyes were covered by a white cloth, and she held the hilt of a sword without a blade in her hand.

Stop. Her voice was ethereal; the Tower of Oblivion did not welcome the living.

Wuchen stepped forward: Tower Guardian, we have come for the 'Mirror of Severance'.

The tower keeper tilted his head slightly, as if looking at Su Yuqing in Li Qiye's arms: Heavenly Evil Bloodline...

She suddenly raised her sword hilt, and an invisible sword aura swept across!

Li Qiye swung his sword to parry, and a loud metallic clang rang out, but he could not see any blade.

Her sword severs memories. Wu Chen whispered, "Be careful, being hit will make you forget important things!"

The tower guardian's attack came without warning; invisible sword energy rippled through the air. Li Qiye could only barely dodge using the senses provided by the tomb guardian's mark, but his left shoulder was still grazed—

In that instant, he forgot his master's face.

"Li Qiye!" Wuchen shouted, "Don't get hit in a vital spot!"

Su Yuqing suddenly convulsed in Li Qiye's arms, the black lines between her brows spreading wildly. The tower guard seemed to sense something and stopped attacking: her time was running out.

"Let me in." Li Qiye looked directly at the tower guard. "I'm willing to exchange my memories."

The tower keeper was silent for a moment, then made way: the tower has seven floors, and each floor must be visited to leave a memory.

She pointed to the tower gate: Make your choice.

Li Qiye handed Su Yuqing over to Wuchen: Take good care of her.

Are you sure? Wu Chen frowned. If it fails...

I will not fail. Li Qiye turned and stepped into the tower.

On the first level, Li Qiye handed over his childhood memories.

On the second level, he handed over his master's teachings.

On the third floor, he experienced the feeling of holding a knife for the first time.

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When he stepped onto the seventh floor, he had already forgotten why he had come.

There was only one mirror at the top of the tower, reflecting his bewildered face.

The final choice. The tower keeper's voice echoed in my ears: leave behind the most important memories, or leave.

Li Qiye looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly smiled: So that's how it is.

..... .... ....

He reached out and touched the mirror: The memory I want to keep is—

her name.

The mirror shattered, and a beam of light surged into Li Qiye's body.

He forgot everything, but he remembered the name Su Yuqing the only thing he remembered.

Outside the tower, the black mark between Su Yuqing's brows suddenly cracked and dissipated into black mist. She abruptly opened her eyes, her blue pupils clear as ever.

Where is Li Qiye? She grabbed Wuchen's arm.

Wuchen looked at the tower: He's out.

The tower gate slowly opened, and a man with empty eyes walked out.

Li Qiye! Su Yuqing rushed up and hugged him, you...