Book 4: Chapter 13: Association With The Unbeloved
In the dark space, the black-robed man stared at a screen, which showed Tang Ruowei who was madly crushing the illusion created by the [separation from the loved] trial, and couldn’t help muttering to himself:
“What is wrong with the cultivators of this generation?”
He looked at Tang Ruowei who had cut off the head of the Shangxuan Emperor and muttered:
“Is there any mistake? Although it is a replica created by the formation, that is also your father! Your biological father!”
The skull on the side fell into the darkness, watching the scene too, the light in his eyes was indefinite, hiding his thoughts.
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“Oh, she’s back.”
Standing next to the stone tablet, Li Jinyao looked at Tang Ruowei who came back safely from the trial area and asked:
“Sister Ruowei, how do you feel?”
“What else? See her expression.”
Bai Qiuran looked at his disciple’s stinking expression, and said leisurely:
“Hmph, I think her sore spot has been poked in the illusion…this trial is really asking for a dead end.”
Because of the dislocation of space, Bai Qiuran and Li Jinyao could only see people of all shapes and forms appearing around Tang Ruowei, and then when they watched her halfway, she suddenly madly attacked everything around her, to the point a layer has been peeled from the surrounding ground. But the two of them didn’t know what happened in the illusion.
Tang Ruowei walked to the stone tablet, stretched out her hand to touch it, and looked at the gradually dimming text on the stone tablet. She suddenly raised her hand and hit the stone tablet with a palm.
With a snap, the girl squatted down on the spot, clutching her flushed palm.
“Puff!”
Li Jinyao couldn’t help but say:
“Sometimes, sister Ruowei is really…dumb but cute.”
“Well, this is the furious state after her berserk button was pushed.”
Bai Qiuran nodded and said:
“Attack power, defensive power, and speed have increased by 200%, but IQ has decreased by 100%.”
All three of them have successfully cleared the trial. Bai Qiuran walked over, pulled his disciple from the ground, took out the healing plaster, and applied it on her palm. At this moment, a mist suddenly appeared on the edge of the plain. This should be the exit to the cliff space.
The three of them left the trial space together. After entering the mist, Li Jinyao actively held Bai Qiuran’s hands.
Seeing Bai Qiuran looking at her strangely, Li Jinyao explained playfully:
“I don’t want to be separated from you, Sword Patriarch.”
Seeing that she also held Tang Ruowei’s hand at the same time, Bai Qiuran didn’t say anything. The three of them passed through the mist and returned to the dislocation cliff together.
Li Jinyao looked up and down and asked:
“Ruowei, look at the top of the mountain now, is it 750 feet away?”
Tang Ruowei’s anger has disappeared a lot. After hearing this, she looked up and replied:
“Yes.”
“It seems that this is the rule. By the way, senior Sword Patriarch, how many trials have you passed?”
Li Jinyao asked curiously.
“The next is the sixth one.”
Bai Qiuran replied:
“I came here in the order of eight sufferings, so I think the next one should be ‘association with the unbeloved’.”
“It just so happens that Junior Sister Ruowei and I haven’t passed this level yet.”
Li Jinyao nodded.
“It seems we can go on together.”
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The three of them appeared in front of an old building similar to the colosseum.
They were standing on a platform, and the platform was connected to the colosseum by a bridge. Everything floated in a black void.
A stone stele was standing beside the bridge. After the three people walked over, the stele showed two lines of words successively as before.
[There is an end to the oath of eternal love, and enemies keep running to each other. 】
[The sixth (fourth) (third) suffering: the suffering of association with the unbeloved. 】
“According to this rule, if we go further, we will meet our enemies.”
Li Jinyao guessed, then asked:
“Does Junior Sister Ruowei have any enemies?”
“My enemies?”
Tang Ruowei thought for a moment, then hesitated:
“If I have to say, then it is probably my ancestor Tang Zhouxie and his henchmen… However, Tang Zhouxie is only a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, and his henchmen are just Qi Refining stage…”
Having said this, Tang Ruowei glanced carefully at her master, but Bai Qiuran was staring at the stele and ignored her.
“Then let Junior Sister Ruowei go first.”
Li Jinyao suggested:
“You shouldn’t be dangerous in this wave. Sword Patriarch and I are here to watch your back.”
“Okay.”
With her master here, Tang Ruowei was very relieved, so after nodding, the girl entered the colosseum via the bridge.
Standing in the same place, Li Jinyao and Bai Qiuran, through some gaps in the colosseum, saw the people Tang Ruowei met inside. It was indeed the former Shangxuan emperor Tang Zhouxie who had practiced the method of the Blood God Sect before, and a group of national guardians led by Sima Yingbo.
Tang Ruowei quickly fought with them. The light of the True Qi broke out from inside, making bangs from time to time. In the eyes of Li Jinyao and Bai Qiuran, this was a fight where the rookie bullied the newbie.
Watching the battle in the colosseum, Li Jinyao asked:
“Does Sword Patriarch have any enemies?”
Bai Qiuran thought for a moment and shook his head in a daze.
“I can’t think of anyone…”
Li Jinyao also said blankly:
“The motto of the Heavenly Demon Sect is to take revenge on the spot… but my master is rather unlucky. Her enemy is the head of the Qingming Sword Sect, thus she has never been able to avenge him.”
They looked at each other, Li Jinyao said:
“When we two go in, who will we meet?”
“Only Heaven knows.”
Bai Qiuran shrugged.
The battle on Tang Ruowei’s side soon ended. A loose cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage, along with a group of minions in the Qi Refining stage, facing a quasi-Golden Core cultivator trained by an old monster of a major sect, the result was inevitable.
When Tang Ruowei walked out, she didn’t even look messy.
She crossed the bridge and came to the stone tablet, watching the words on the stone tablet gradually dimming, and then she looked at Bai Qiuran and Li Jinyao with thoughtful faces and asked:
“Master, sister Li, what are you thinking?”
“It’s nothing.”
Bai Qiuran shook his head.
“I’m just remembering what enemies I have.”
“Me too.”
Even Li Jinyao, who has always been clever and unusual, was a little confused.
“I really can’t think of anyone who can be called an [enemy].”
“It’s useless to just think about it here, just go in and take a look.”
Tang Ruowei suggested.
“Yes, then I will go in first.”
Bai Qiuran said to Li Jinyao.
Li Jinyao nodded, and then, with a delicate mood, Bai Qiuran passed the bridge and entered the colosseum.