Chapter 466 Heading to Night Peak (3k)
Following the sound, Su Jiu discovered it was the White Bearded Man from earlier. The bloodstains on the corner of his mouth had been wiped clean. Seemingly having discovered something, he looked at the sleeping Bai Zhi with suspicion while carrying his daughter on his back.
Curious, Su Jiu didn’t answer directly. Instead, he found a place to lay Bai Zhi down and asked back through the translator, “You know this legend too?”
Wasn’t this legend completely sealed by that king?
“This…”
Upon hearing this, the White Bearded Man was startled and fell into thought. His gaze inadvertently swept over Su Jiu’s phone translator and then to Herber, who was dressed as an old noble. His expression was conflicted, and he sighed, “I know a little. I guess her condition is that she’s struggling with herself. When breaking through, one would engage in a mental battle with oneself.”
After speaking, he paused and looked at the still sleeping Bai Zhi, muttering to himself with more confusion, “Logically speaking, overcoming this mental hurdle shouldn’t be difficult, because it’s a competition with one’s past self in the spiritual world. No one should lose to their past self.”
The Bear Language, transmitted through the phone to Su Jiu’s ears, instantly made him understand why Bai Zhi had fainted – fighting with her past self.
The Little Flower Fairy had lived three lives. Excluding the familiar recent life, she had two other lives with vastly different experiences and personalities. It was also rumored that in her second life, she was a War God level powerhouse.
“The Male Protagonist Bai Ming instantly broke through, making me think this was just a test of physical strength and willpower. The fact that the other party had that pendant just meant they were a true high school student.”
“For Bai Zhi, as a regenerator, reversing life and death is extremely difficult. If she were to face herself or her past life again…”
Sighing softly, Su Jiu gently stroked the somewhat messy hair on the Little Flower Fairy’s head, feeling a bit heartache. Fortunately, she had only fainted, and her vital signs remained stable.
A moment later, he used the translator to ask the White Bearded Man, slightly hesitant, “You know so many details about it. Could it be that…”
Hearing Su Jiu’s question, the White Bearded Man knew that by mentioning the mental aspect, he would inevitably be suspected. He glanced at Herber again.
Herber, noticing his gaze, took off his hat, held it in his hands, revealing his thin but spirited face, and smiled, “Don’t worry. Although I am a member of the royalists, I am now a legitimate diplomat for the government. I won’t do anything to the secrets of you commoners.”
Listening to the translator’s voice, Su Jiu looked at Herber with surprise. Royalists? Did the current government system still have such a faction? And what he said…
A diplomat?
As expected, this old noble was not an investigator. His trip to the Snow Demon territory was likely carrying the will of the country, intending to negotiate peace or discuss other major issues.
Receiving Old Herber’s affirmation, the White Bearded Man sighed and said something that startled everyone, “My great-grandfather successfully climbed it. After his success, out of admiration for him, I chose to stay here and hunt monsters with Brother Greg, who is the Bearded Man you traded with earlier.”
This time it was Su Jiu and the others who were surprised. Although they had guessed something, they couldn’t help but be a little shocked when they heard it again. Su Jiu paused and asked, “Then why wasn’t your great-grandfather’s successful deed publicized? Was it because the king suppressed it?”
“I don’t know. Perhaps… he disappeared the day after his challenge was successful, leaving only my great-grandmother, my young grandfather, and a piece of parchment detailing what he saw and heard during the challenge.”
Hearing this question, the White Bearded Man did not provide an answer but slowly shook his head and said in the same helpless tone, “Now that the parchment is gone, only the stories passed down through generations remain.”
Su Jiu nodded thoughtfully. She felt that the organization “Night” was becoming increasingly mysterious. This organization seemed to have appeared to resist “The Others.” Where did those people go?
After pondering for a moment, Su Jiu spoke again and asked, “What information on that parchment can be considered valid? If possible, I am willing to pay some Magic Crystals as compensation.”
“Young Lady, you saved my father and daughter. How can I possibly ask you for Magic Crystals?”
The White Bearded Man waved his hand with a wry smile, refusing the Magic Crystals. As if speaking of something fantastical, he said, “There are some. Before my great-grandfather’s ascent, others had passed through. They carved their highest data on that mountain peak, and those carvings continuously inspired him…”
“Pfft—”
As the two were talking, Bai Zhi suddenly opened her eyes, turned her body, and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground. Her face instantly turned pale, and she coughed weakly, her body trembling as she whispered, “Cough, cough! I met her. Even with all my accumulated strength from these two lives, I couldn’t defeat her sword skills. I’m sorry, I…”
Her cultivation level regressed from Advanced Stage Warrior to Intermediate Stage Warrior, and her aura weakened considerably.
“Don’t say that. Surviving a great disaster leads to future blessings.”
Quickly wiping the blood from her lips, Su Jiu used Healing Arts. The fingers, emitting a verdant green glow, pressed against her chest. Seeing that Bai Zhi’s condition had improved slightly, she then spoke, “You met her? Do you mean your first life, which you never reveal?”
The people around couldn’t understand Dragon Country language, so Su Jiu didn’t hold back and spoke directly.
“Yes… I actually didn’t inherit much memory from my first life, not even skills. She in that spiritual world was too strong.”
Leaning in Su Jiu’s arms, Bai Zhi felt dizzy. She had heard the White Bearded Man’s voice just now and knew what she had just experienced.
“Even without using External Qi, she was someone my current peaceful self couldn’t compare to.”
In that spiritual world, her first life’s self was so magnificent. With a single Flower Sword and a single person, she stood as an unwavering sword master.
After Bai Zhi finished speaking, silence fell upon the group, as if waiting for someone to persuade her to give up. Su Jiu looked at her and asked quite seriously, “Do you still want to challenge it? I can accompany you next time you climb. However, it will be on the even taller Night Peak, and this place will likely be surrounded by the Grand Prince’s men soon. It’s very dangerous.”
“At Night Peak, I will stay by your side as we climb. If you encounter ‘her,’ you can pull me into the illusion.”
Su Jiu understood that this seemingly casual and somewhat proud Little Flower Fairy had an unyielding resilience within her. Therefore, she didn’t mention giving up again. If they delayed any longer…
“Yes.”
Bai Zhi whispered softly, her slightly hoarse voice echoing at the foot of the mountain. She then slowly pushed Su Jiu’s hand away and stood up on her own, looking towards the distant frost and snow, muttering to herself,
“I refuse to be mediocre. Perhaps you can deceive me by saying it was a dream. But if I have no cultivation, in twenty years, your hair will still be as it is, while I will be old with white hair and a wrinkled face. We will ultimately be strangers.”
“You know…”
Su Jiu’s brow furrowed slightly, but before she could finish saying “I am that kind of person,” Bai Zhi interrupted her. Her voice was clear and powerful.
“I know I’m not the only one you care about. Precisely because of this, I don’t want to settle for less in the future, watching others flirt with you…”
After speaking, she lowered her gaze, held Su Jiu’s hand, intertwined their fingers, and her tone became even more resolute. Then, she softly said, “Let’s go. Let me see the grandeur of Night Peak.”
Climbers were as numerous as reeds in a river. So why couldn’t she climb? With Su Jiu entering the spiritual world, she didn’t believe she would lose to her first life.
Staring blankly at Bai Zhi’s retreating back, Su Jiu felt that at this moment, the other person was no longer just a Little Flower Fairy, but the young lady of the Bai family who wrote “[Bai Zhi Yun Lou]”. She wanted to make a break with the Bai family swordsman of her first life.
This version of her was both strange and familiar. Was it the influence of the dream?
Pursing her lips, Su Jiu still grabbed her, but the other person softly said, “My mind is made up,” and continued forward. Su Jiu’s lips twitched, and she said softly, “That’s the way back. You’re not deliberately going the wrong way, are you?”
“You stinking flirt! Why didn’t you say so earlier…”
Bai Zhi, dressed similarly to the little snow monster, was slightly startled. She looked ahead, her face instantly turning red as if painted. She turned around, her small feet lightly stepping on Su Jiu’s shoes, her cheeks puffed out, and she said reproachfully, “Deliberately going the wrong way! You’re the one who’s deliberate!”
The group exchanged glances. The White Bearded Man headed back to town to pack his belongings and prepare to leave this troublesome place.
“It’s still a day’s journey to Night Peak from here. Just follow me. My destination will also pass by Night Peak.”
Old Herber slowly led the group forward again. Aisha glanced back, her eyes narrowing. As they walked, she urged the frost and snow to cover their footprints and then used her fingers to guide a thread of frost, which darted towards the group’s flank.
…
After about a few hours.
The wind and frost seemed to have lessened. Several figures appeared at the summit of Mount Moss. Among them, a black-clothed man wearing a silver-white mask looked as if he could pierce through the white mist and saw below. He said in a deep voice, “Your Highness, my Church has lost a Black-clad Bishop. If you cannot find the murderer, don’t blame us for not helping you with the sacrifice.”
“The Holy Church should give the High Priest of the Frost Ghost some time. She’s tracking Xue’s trace. It will take at most half a day, and at worst a day, to definitely find the murderer.”
Beside the silver-white masked man stood a tall, silver-white one-horned beast. Faint golden light emanated from its hooves. Upon it, a figure in silver robes sat lazily, with a pair of pale blue eyes slowly scanning below. A faint voice echoed gently on the snowy peak,
“I will return first to deal with some of the restless elders.”
Without waiting for the silver-white masked man to reply, a woman with long, dark hair stepped forward with a smile, cupped her fists, and said,
“Your Highness, please rest assured. Both of us are Demigod Level. The killer’s residual aura lacks any trace of rules. Capturing them will be easy.”
She paused again and then asked, “Does Your Highness still intend to continue searching for that Highness?”
“No need. Let her be free.”
The man in silver robes cast a glance at her, tugged the unicorn’s reins, and turned his head back, muttering to himself,
“Third Sister, you’re quite ruthless to let Fourth Sister be the scapegoat, to silence some people, but…”
“No one is a fool.”
