HLnovel Chapter 275 The Hehuan Sect Master Who Snatches People Everywhere in the Cultivation World (7)
Chapter 275 The Hehuan Sect Master Who Snatches People Everywhere in the Cultivation World (7)
At midnight, the bright moon hung high in the sky, its light scattering across the windowsill and faintly illuminating the figure meditating.
Cultivators don't need sleep, so Le Yan focused on her cultivation.
Suddenly, a flash of red light appeared, and a ghostly figure silently landed in front of the bed. Its indifferent eyes slowly descended, quietly watching the person who was engrossed in cultivation on the bed.
Upon closer inspection, the shadow was actually a woman.
Dressed in plain white, with gold and silver chains around her waist, her fingers, as thin as scallions, lightly touched Leyan's face, touching briefly and then leaving, yet lingering as if reluctant to leave.
The woman wasn't afraid of waking Leyan at all; in fact, she was almost hoping that Leyan would open her eyes and look at her.
The fingers traced a path from the brow bone down, across the long eyelashes, touched the tip of the small nose, and finally rested on the soft lips.
Upon first touching, the woman was momentarily dazed and couldn't help but gently press down, leaving a dent in her lips that quickly bounced back.
As if she had found something fun, the woman kept rubbing and kneading those red lips until she was satisfied, and only then did she reluctantly stop.
Surprisingly, no matter how much the woman harassed Le Yan, she remained immersed in her cultivation and did not wake up.
The woman was also surprised. She bent down slightly, squinted at Le Yan, and her eyes swept over the dark light. Only then did she understand why the person in front of her was not awake.
With a flick of her finger, a surge of pure wind elemental energy rushed into Le Yan's body, forcing her back to her senses.
As soon as Le Yan opened her eyes, she was startled by the person in front of her.
She instinctively leaned back, her hands forming a hand seal with spiritual energy. When the spell struck the woman, the seal disappeared into her body, leaving no trace.
It was as if the spiritual power originated from the other party.
Le Yan was stunned. She frowned as she looked at the woman who had suddenly appeared and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"
The woman tilted her head, ran her hands through her hair, and said with a smile, "Me?"
"You call me 'the original form,' so who do you think I am?"
Upon hearing this, Le Yan's eyes widened immediately, and she stood there in surprise and doubt.
She stared at the woman opposite her, her pupils dilating, unable to believe what she was hearing.
The original form?
The person whose body she possessed?
That real sect leader of the Joyful Union Sect?!
Le Yan's mind was in complete chaos, and she remained unresponsive for a long time.
Seeing her shocked and helpless, the woman smiled and leaned closer, reaching out to pinch her chin and gently lifting it up. Their eyes met. "Don't be afraid, I'm not here to hurt you."
The woman gently stroked Le Yan's hair with her other hand, her voice extremely gentle, "You didn't take over my body. This body is yours. I'm just giving you my identity."
"Don't feel bad for me, or that you took something from me. It was something I gave you voluntarily. You just need to accept it."
"In this world, only you are called Leyan, and only you are Leyan."
"So don't panic, and don't be afraid of me. I know everything about you, and I will always be by your side."
The woman hugged the bewildered Leyan, her red lips close to her ear, and whispered, "Yanyan, call me Azhao."
"I am Ah Zhao, who belongs only to you."
Le Yan blankly repeated, "Ah... ... Zhao?"
She was completely bewildered. The fact that the original body had transformed into a different form and appeared before her was enough to shock her.
What followed, through a series of words and actions, shook her to her core.
What the hell is this?
She's really never experienced anything like this before!
The original owner of the identity she was inhabiting suddenly appeared, hugged her, said she knew everything about her, and said she would stay with her forever. What does this mean?
Could it be that Ah Zhao in front of me knows about her previous lives?
Le Yan's fingers twitched slightly as she tentatively asked, "A-A-Zhao? Do you know who I am?"
Ah Zhao smiled, her eyes crinkling: "Of course."
“I stole you from you, of course I know who you are.”
It turns out that, unbeknownst to Leyan, Azhao had glimpsed the secrets of this world.
She tried to break through the Fusion stage and advance to the Mahayana stage, but she failed, simply because she accidentally saw the truth during the breakthrough.
This is a false world. The so-called world of cultivation is nothing more than a world created by someone else's story. Everyone here is just a character in the story, controlled by the threads of the plot, a puppet without its own consciousness.
But Ah Zhao somehow discovered the truth, and she awakened.
She didn't want to be just a character in a story; she wanted to change, to shed the bonds that bound her and be a free person.
It was at that moment that she saw that pure white soul.
She is a real person from outside this illusory world, someone who radiates light and can burn away the threads that bind her!
Unable to control himself, Ah Zhao reached out and snatched the soul, attaching it to his own consciousness.
While that soul slept, she glimpsed its memories.
She never imagined that there were so many similar story worlds outside of their illusory world.
Each of them is a character created by someone else, trapped by the pen of others for life, only able to follow a predetermined fate.
No sane person wants to succumb to despair, so the person who can save them holds immense appeal for them.
Just like Ah Zhao, who glimpsed the small worlds where the plot had been ruined, she found a glimmer of redemption.
Perhaps, she can make her own world more real.
So she voluntarily gave up everything that belonged to her, and she made the soul she had stolen become "her," the sect leader of the Joyful Union Sect in the cultivation world, the Immortal Venerable Xuanyu.
No one knows what Xuan Yu Immortal Venerable's real name is, so A Zhao easily helped Le Yan integrate into this identity.
A name is always the first thing that binds us to a world.
As she expected, Le Yan easily changed the course of the plot, but the people drawn to the light kept getting closer, which made her very unhappy.
So she chose to appear.
Ah Zhao thought that since she had stolen Le Yan, she should rightfully belong to her.
Or perhaps, she belongs to Leyan, which is also good.
Ah Zhao looked at Le Yan with excitement, her eyes filled with fervor, "Yan Yan, we'll be together forever, right?"
Le Yan didn't answer her, because her mind was already in a complete mess.
What the heck? So she was kidnapped into this world by Ah Zhao?
Redemption?
she?
Le Yan frowned. She felt that her inexplicable attraction to them was actually pulling them from one pit to another.
Just like the various transmigration novels she had read, they claimed to awaken the plot and change the plot, but weren't they also new plot lines created by someone else?
Is this kind of "change" truly a break from constraints?
Le Yan spoke her mind, directly asking A Zhao about her inner confusion.
Ah Zhao chuckled, holding Le Yan with a smile in her eyes, "A conscious surrender, or control without knowing anything, Yan Yan, which do you think we would choose?"
Rather than being forever bound by threads and becoming a numb puppet without any sense of self, they prefer to immerse themselves in a new beginning with their own thoughts.
Your own choices may lead to another downfall, and you are solely responsible for them.
Ah Zhao breathed sweetly on Le Yan's cheek, "Yan Yan, are you scared?"
I'm afraid of a lucid madwoman like her.
Le Yan raised an eyebrow, glanced sideways, and said indifferently, "No."
afraid?
I was afraid before, but now?
Ah.
What's there to be afraid of?