The Lost of Carthage

Chapter 314 - 313: Fellow Daoist, Please Stay (First Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 314: Chapter 313: Fellow Daoist, Please Stay (First Update, Please Subscribe)


The Qingqiu lineage was suddenly filled with fear and trepidation.


As the array activated, the beautiful Qingqiu Mountains saw terrifying currents of killing power begin to operate. The power of imprisonment surged incessantly, binding everything and sealing everything.


Waves of destruction came one after another, seemingly set to obliterate everything.


The little foxes in Qingqiu were all horrified, a hint of unease flickered in their eyes.


For the last time this array was activated, it was when three Demon Emperors attacked.


In that battle, although the Qingqiu lineage repelled their formidable foes, their own losses were significant, especially those among the Foundation Establishment Demon Beasts and Purple Mansion Demon Beasts, which suffered heavy casualties.


This time, with the array activated again, it’s uncertain how great the losses would be, or how many prodigies might die.


At that moment, a beautiful woman in palace attire appeared, standing high in the void, overlooking everything, her immense cultivation at the Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul fully unleashed, like a scorching sun rising in the void, waves of destruction following one after another.


Furthermore, this palace-clad woman scanned with her divine thought, probing every corner of Qingqiu, constantly searching as if looking for something.


Divine thought waves came one after another, scanning the entire area of three thousand miles thoroughly, not leaving a single corner unchecked, yet she still found no trace, as if it had completely disappeared.


Disappeared within Qingqiu, vanished into the void.


At this moment, the palace-clad woman spoke coldly, with an undertone of murderous intent: "Not long ago, a Nascent Soul True Monarch of the Human Race infiltrated our Qingqiu and attacked a prodigy of our lineage. Alas, our prodigy Bai Ling’Er was struck by life’s tribulation and met an untimely demise!"


"You must carefully investigate and search for any traces!"


"That Human Race True Monarch is skilled in disguise and concealing his aura, disguising himself as Bai Ling’Er. If you encounter a cultivator disguising as Bai Ling’Er, you must notify me!"


"Clan Leader, we understand!"


"Clan Leader, we acknowledge!"


"Those damned humans, daring to kill our demon race prodigy, when the next beast tide arrives, we must ensure the annihilation of many Human Race cultivators!"


"Humans are so detestable, kill, kill, kill!"


The lower-ranking demon race was enraged upon hearing that Bai Ling’Er was killed by a Human Race True Monarch, each seething with murderous intent, wishing to rush to Human Race territories and start a massacre for revenge.


As for the clan leader’s words, there was not much doubt.


This was because the Human Race and Demon Race had fought for a long time, bearing blood feuds against each other.


The two sides engaged in numerous overt and covert battles, with Human Race prodigies often infiltrating demon territory to hunt demon beasts, pluck spirit grasses, and obtain cultivation resources; similarly, demon race cultivators often descended upon Human Race lands to hunt and kill their talented strong individuals. Such engagements had lasted for a long time.


Every year, a large number of demon race talents died due to Human Race assassinations;


Similarly, many Human Race prodigies fell to demon race hunts.


This time, the Human Race played it big, directly dispatching a Nascent Soul True Monarch to hunt Bai Ling’Er, a particularly extravagant move.


Thinking about Bai Ling’Er, merely over four hundred years old, already at the Golden Core Peak, just growing her sixth tail, she could be considered to have Demon Immortal potential, yet she was treacherously harmed by the demon race, each filled with murderous resolve.


After a moment of searching and finding no trace, the beautiful woman moved to the outskirts to continue her search.


...


At this moment, the fallen fox tail transformed, taking the form of Bai Ling’Er.


"When the false becomes real, the real becomes false; when the real is deemed real, it remains false..."


Bai Ling’Er said, "Aunt, you finally did it to me!"


Feeling her aunt’s strike against her, her heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife.


After her parents died, her aunt genuinely cared for her, treating her like her own daughter.


However, the moment she grew her sixth tail, she perceived jealousy in her aunt’s eyes, along with a subtle murderous intent.


Before her tribulation crossing, she activated her sixth tail’s power of "Peeping into the Future," seeing her aunt strike at her, resulting in her death, and then being thrown into the alchemy furnace, refined into a blood pill.


Her aunt consumed the blood pill to grow the sixth tail, but failed.


The blood pill only offered a chance to awaken the sixth tail, without guaranteed success.


Upon seeing this future, Bai Ling’Er was shocked, almost on the verge of mental collapse.


But she repressed the agitation in her heart.


The future had yet to unfold, holding countless possibilities and transformations.


The future she glimpsed was merely one of many variations and might not necessarily come true; rather, having seen it, the future had already shifted away from that outcome.


Activating the divine technique "Peeping into the Future," the future glimpsed could serve only as a reference, not an inevitable occurrence.


She made some preparations, yet not long ago, her aunt made her move.


Recalling that scene, Bai Ling’Er felt a heart-wrenching pain.


"Is this my life’s tribulation?"


Bai Ling’Er said, "My bloodline is too strong, with almost no shackles, even causing my aunt to bear murderous intent. Is this my tribulation?"


Tears rolled from Bai Ling’Er’s eyes at this notion.


In the demon race, bloodline determined everything, dictating the cultivation hierarchy.


Her aunt was already at the Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul, yet over her long years, she was unable to break through the bloodline’s shackles to grow the sixth tail. Without this, her aunt’s potential was capped, denying her entry into the Divinity Transformation realm.


But she, merely at the Golden Core Peak, already grew the sixth tail, harboring immense future potential, nearly bottleneck-free before the Divinity Transformation, with at least a fifth-layer probability of entering the Divinity Transformation realm.


The contrast deepened, fueling greater jealousy.


Bloodline-driven emotions ultimately could not compete with the yearning for immortality.


Bloodline had become both her mechanism and downfall; its strength drew tribulations, seemingly a destined decree.


Calming her thoughts, Bai Ling’Er’s form flickered, transforming into a streak of light, heading out of Qingqiu.


Leaving here to become a wandering fox.


Her aunt, at the Ninth-Layer Nascent Soul, wielded formidable power she couldn’t match, necessitating avoidance.


As for the Qingqiu lineage, other Nascent Soul Elders were no match for her aunt, unable to stand for justice; those who tried would be struck down by her aunt.


Leaving was the wisest course!


Once her cultivation grew strong, she could discuss other things.


When that time comes, then...


At this, Bai Ling’Er shook her head, falling into silence.


The grand array of Qingqiu lost much of its might without her aunt’s leadership.


Bai Ling’Er headed westward, conveniently opposite her aunt’s direction, leaving Qingqiu shortly after.


Her footsteps carried her forward, traveling three days and nights, when suddenly a golden sun in the void descended, transforming into a man in golden robes, who approached and said, "Fellow Daoist, please wait!"