Chapter 118: Container

In the vast expanse of yellow sand, Huang Rang walked alone on the yellow soil.

Along the way, she encountered no signs of life. Her clothes were covered in sand, and she even forgot where she was heading.

Ahead in the yellow sand, a head with black hair appeared, trembling in the wind.

Huang Rang rushed forward, vigorously brushing aside the sand to reveal what lay beneath. This surprise brought a glimmer of hope.

In the sand, eyes, ears, mouth, and nose gradually turned into yellow sand. Only the hair swayed in the wind, resembling a clump of disheveled grass.

Huang Rang gently let him down.

Walking through this desolate wasteland filled with a deathly atmosphere, everything seemed to be melting away.

Huang Rang kept walking forward, not even knowing her destination.

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Why?

In the Yuanrong Tower, Di Yiqiu and Xie Hongchen forcibly intruded. Now that she was here, where were they?

Huang Rang had too many unanswered questions.

“Di Yiqiu—” she called out the name again. She didn’t know if Di Yiqiu existed in this world, but as long as she held on to that thread of hope, she had the courage to traverse this wasteland.

Unknowingly, much time passed, and the world’s sandification accelerated.

Lifting her hand, Huang Rang saw fine sand slowly seeping from her fingertips.

—She was melting too.

Huang Rang stared at her hands, the panic within not as intense as she had imagined.

After enduring ten years of punishment with the Soul-Binding and Bone-Fixing Needle, she was already tempered.

Having walked too many roads, her feet began to bleed.

Huang Rang dared not imagine her current appearance—long hair disheveled, covered in yellow sand, barefoot, and bleeding. Her lips were too dry; she occasionally licked them, only to taste the wind-blown sand.

As an earth spirit, her life force was naturally stronger than that of ordinary beings. Thus, even though there were no water sources, she had survived for many, many days.

However, in such a world, even for her, she couldn’t last too long.

She had been abandoned in this apocalyptic-like future.

And the Yuanrong Tower still remained under the control of Shi Wenyu.

Is he doing this intentionally?

If he is intentional, then he must want to force her to surrender.

Where should I look for him?

Huang Rang thought about it for a long time. After Shi Wenyu became the emperor, he stayed hidden in the imperial palace within the capital. However, since arriving in the capital, Shi Wenyu has been nowhere to be found.

Then he might be in… Huang Rang frowned, thinking of a place.

The Tomb of Yi Nian Shenbu in the Yuhu Immortal Sect!

But the Yuhu Immortal Sect is thousands of miles away from the capital.

And now, without any artifacts,  even the ability to teleport is limited.

She can only rely on her own feet, following a vague path and walking on foot.

Huang Rang’s feet gradually wore down to the bones.

And the world’s sandification undoubtedly aggravated her injuries. Step by step, she advanced, as if on a pilgrimage.

Huang Rang encountered no signs of life, not a single one.

Upon reaching the vicinity of the Yuhu Immortal Sect, her clothes were tattered, her feet exposed bones, and even her hands had started to turn into sand, leaving only bare palms. What kind of feeling is it to watch oneself melt away before one’s eyes?

Huang Rang dared not touch her own face; sandification was painless, only leaving an empty and numb sensation.

The heavens knew she had once cherished her own appearance. This dream had completely ruined it.

Fortunately, she finally saw the mountain gate of the Yuhu Immortal Sect.

This once-prestigious immortal sect is now in ruins everywhere. The world had been destroyed, and remnants of buildings lay scattered everywhere.

Following the path of her memory, Huang Rang walked step by step towards the forbidden grounds of the sect.

The prohibitions here had all failed because of the spiritual energy.

Seeing the towering tombstone with the words “Tomb of Yi Nian Shenbu” on it, proudly overlooking all living beings.

Huang Rang took a deep breath, but unfortunately, the yellow sand entered her lungs, causing her to cough uncontrollably.

Slowly entering through the tomb’s gate, each step causing her to bleed.

Having seen the tomb of Yi Nian Shenbu before, there should be a sword intent on the walls, with a coffin placed in the center.

But now, on the other side of this tombstone, Huang Rang was shocked!

In the tomb was not a coffin; astonishingly, it was another world!

She saw a river!

The river water was clear and pure, and fish swam playfully in it.

On the riverbank, there were blooming flowers and lush green grass.

Just one more step forward, just one step, and she could touch that pure and untainted water.

Huang Rang stood at the tomb entrance, silent.

On the riverbank, Shi Wenyu, dressed in a black and white robe, approached with a light and graceful pace.

Separated by a river, the world was split into two halves. One half teemed with vitality, while the other decayed and rotted.

Huang Rang met his gaze, and his voice was calm and even carried a hint of warmth. “You’ve come.”

He wasn’t surprised, as if greeting a beloved child.

Huang Rang opened her mouth, but there was no sound.

Her throat had long lost the ability to produce any sound.

Shi Wenyu extended his hand from a distance, gently saying, “The heavens have died, and I shall rise. Will you not awaken to this realization?”

As he spoke of the heavens, he reached out his hand. A beautiful butterfly fluttered over and landed on his fingertip. He gazed at it for a while and said, “You have always been a clever child; understanding matters makes one outstanding, doesn’t it?”

Huang Rang’s bony feet slowly stepped into the clear river.

She desperately washed away the yellow sand and then poured water into her throat. The gentle flow of water soaked her.

And once she entered the river, all her old wounds instantly disappeared.

—Entering another realm, a space that hadn’t been traversed for thousands of miles. Naturally, there would be no injuries.

Shi Wenyu finally revealed a hint of a smile and said, “This is it.”

Huang Rang didn’t know how much water she had drunk; her stomach had long lost sensation. Raising her head and trying for a long time, she finally asked hoarsely, “Why me?”

“Hmm?” Shi Wenyu raised an eyebrow.

Huang Rang asked, “What is the tea needle you gave me? I was pierced by the Soul-Binding and Bone-Fixing Needle, already a living dead. Why go through the trouble to lead me into a dream?”

Shi Wenyu was very satisfied with the choice. “When I entered the tower to kill Lei Yindaji and fought with him, we shattered a container.”

“A container?” Huang Rang frowned.

Shi Wenyu laughed, “I accidentally killed someone who was initially thought to be Lei Yindaji’s subordinate. But later, after studying the demonic arts in the Spirit and Devil Book and understanding the secrets of the Yuanrong Tower, I discovered that it was a vessel… a container carrying resentment.”

Now that Huang Rang had surrendered, he seemed not inclined to conceal anything. “However, such a vessel, once shattered, is extremely difficult to find again. It requires powerful resentment, resilient will, and supreme mental power. I searched for many years.”

His words carried deep meaning, and Huang Rang stared at him, asking, “Initially, when I revealed to Xie Hongchen that Xie Lingbi was suspicious, half a month later, I was harmed by Xie Lingbi. Did you inform him?”

Shi Wen Yu said, “That matter… hmm, it was done too indiscreetly. The court placed a Nine-Curve Spirit Eye in the Yuhu Immortal Sect. With Little Eighty-Six being so clever, can you guess where this Nine-Curve Spirit Eye is hidden?”

Huang Rang had an answer, but there was no need to respond.

Where else could it be? Naturally, it was the Qilu terrace.

Since it didn’t involve any sect secrets, the restrictions here were actually weak.

—Who from outside the sect would know about the residence of the sect master’s wife? Who within the sect would dare to set foot here?

Unexpectedly, such a small oversight became the beginning of the disaster.

“Incautious words, coupled with the fact that the Yuhu Immortal Sect’s scrolls contain a recording technique.Without any precautions, it naturally becomes a loophole. With just a slight nudge, Xie Lingbi found evidence of my private investigation. Unexpectedly, this turned out to be a big favor for me.”

His words were indifferent and chilling.

Huang Rang asked, “So, the reason why Di Yiqiu was able to find me was also due to your covert assistance?”

Shi Wen Yu laughed. “That’s right. I originally planned to wait a few more years, allowing the resentment to deepen, before using it. Reversing fate—how easy is that? But Little Eighty-Six couldn’t wait. In these years, he was about to dig up the entire realm in search of you.”

His tone was casual, but Huang Rang was shocked with every word.

For years, Shi Wenyu had been trapped within the Yuanrong Tower. Any move by the court was under his control.

Huang Rang said, “So, the tea needle…,” suddenly realizing, “It’s because Di Yiqiu found me ahead of time, so I was chosen as the vessel. To reverse fate, an extra precaution was needed!”

Shi Wenyu showed an approving look, “Strong-willed, harboring resentment since being executed by Xie Lingbi. She happen to be a famous breeder, receiving offerings from the common people and possessing powerful mental strength. She even has a Soul-Binding Bone-Fixing Needle to protect her flesh and divine spirit. After so many years, I finally found a suitable vessel. Unfortunately, she’s too weak. So, I had to find another way and add this needle to avoid being unable to withstand the resentment of the Yuanrong Tower, leading to soul shattering and bone cracking.”

He mentioned all of this as if introducing a prized possession.

“So, when the dream world collapsed, although I died, I suffered no injuries,” Huang Rang murmured. “Because that tea needle bore the backlash for me. Me, Di Yiqiu, those princes and princesses, even all under heaven, we have always been pawns in the game.”

Shi Wenyu did not deny it, only saying, “Since there is a chessboard, there must be players and pieces. I have spent considerable effort on this game. Now that everything is laid out, knowing everything, you should also trust my sincerity.”

Huang Rang asked, “What do you need me to do?”

Shi Wenyu replied, “This is indeed a smart question to explore.” He beckoned to Huang Rang, “Come.”

Huang Rang slowly stepped out of the river, treading on the soft green grass, and approached him.

Shi Wenyu continued, “There are always some stubborn and unyielding beings in this world, slaughtering living beings, which is not my intention. Now, I have gained quite a reputation among the common people. Find a way to persuade and advise; it shouldn’t be difficult.”

Huang Rang understood, “These people are still in that world of sandification. Are they all still alive?”

Shi Wenyu replied, “I’ve said before that causing harm and destruction is not my wish.”

Huang Rang lowered her gaze, and after a long while, she asked, “It seems that now I have other choices. What can His Majesty offer me?”

“Indeed, not bad,” Shi Wenyu lightly smiled, “the girl who would cultivate spirit herbs for her own biological father!”

After saying this, he sighed again. “It’s still like this, even more delightful.”

Huang Rang remained silent. Shi Wen Yu approached, his gaze deep as an abyss, “You can gain a new life. From now on, you can break free from the Soul-Binding Bone-Fixing Needle.”

His voice carried a smile, using the gentlest tone to utter the cruelest words, “Huang Rang, my grand plan is the only way to break the Soul-Binding Bone-Fixing Needle.”