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The Master’s mother? Did he mean Empress Bai Yan?

Zhu Yan remained frozen as she listened, while observing a mournful expression in the Grand Master’s eyes, who appeared to have fallen into a remote flashback. After a long time, the old man finally recollected himself and shook his head, “I have been worrying about him all my life since he was born – watching him grow up all the way to this day, I originally thought that he would have already escaped the calamity. I never thought… alas.”

Shaking his head, Da Si Ming drank the wine to the bottom in one gulp and casually threw the cup on the ground, muttering, “After all, humans cannot be stronger than Heaven’s fate! He died voluntarily because of you, how could I have been able to stop it?”

The Master… The Master willingly died because of her?

Zhu Yan was listening dumbfounded, her mind being extremely chaotic and yet extremely lucid. The only thing she could feel was the excruciating pain and quivering, yet not a single tear was able to be shed from her eyes.

“He was a man who had never needed anyone to understand what was in his mind or what were his desires – even I, for that matter, was caught off guard by him.” The Grand Master muttered with a complex expression in his grey eyes, “Alas, even after dozens of years of fellowship, he was never the one to say goodbye to you in advance…”

The old man murmured and shook his head, staring at an object in his hand – it was the Jade Bone, temporarily sealed away by him, but which was still leaping around unsettled all the while.

“You see, even up to the point of his death, Shi Ying has been protecting you; therefore, this is why I have not put you at the disposal of the Emperor either.” Da Si Ming coughed and looked at the young Princess of the Red Clan, “Do not worry. If I wanted to avenge Shi Ying, by the time you opened your eyes, your parents and clan members would have been all decimated already!”

Zhu Yan shivered violently, “Then, then what exactly do you want?”

The Grand Master asked abruptly, “Little Princess of the Red Clan, do you still hate your Master?”

Zhu Yan was so stunned that no words could come out of her mouth.

Oh yes… hate? It was certainly hate during that moment. The instant Yuan died in front of her eyes, she hated him with a passion! She hated him to the point of wanting to die together with him! But once her blade pierced through him, that intense hatred dissipated into thin air, leaving behind only a deep, bitter pain.

It turns out that where the hatred ends, there is nothing but endless emptiness. She reached there, but found only the despair of heaven and earth without a path to the end.

“No,” she finally shook her head slowly, “no more hate.”

True. No more hate. The moment she stabbed the blade into her Master’s chest, the moment he slowly stopped breathing, all the hatred that was burning in her heart had been released with a resounding roar before being extinguished in an instant, leaving only a boundless emptiness and sorrow – at that moment, all she wanted to do was shout and cry, wishing she could die with him and bring all the pain to an abrupt end.

No more hate. What was there to hate when all the people she loved were gone? Her only remaining wish was that she could follow them away at once!

But then, why did this old man wanted to drag her here and make her suffer so terribly?

“It’s good if there is no hatred.” The Grand Master gazed at the change in her expression and breathed a sigh of relief, “If you still have the slightest hint of hate in your heart, then the backup plan will be impossible to proceed with.”

The backup plan? Zhu Yan froze for a moment and couldn’t help but stare up at him.

“This one I will keep it with me for now.” With a sweep of his sleeve, Da Si Ming put away the blood-stained broken blade, and coldly stated, “This is the evidence of your guilt in committing regicide and treason.” At this point, however, he paused and added, “But today, all of this can also be explained in this way: the Restoration Army started a rebellion in Yecheng, and the Great Divine Priest took action to exterminate the leader of the rebellion, but unfortunately, he got seriously injured – from the beginning to the end, all of this has nothing to do with you in the slightest.”

The Grand Master looked at her intently, “What do you think of this outcome?”

What? Zhu Yan was stunned for a moment, looking incredulously at the Grand Master, unable to utter a word.

Does he… suggest that he’s going to cover it all on her behalf?

“Up to this day, no one but you and I know what happened in that civil unrest in Yecheng: no one knows that you stepped in to help the Restoration Army, and no one knows that Shi Ying is dead.”

Looking at the disoriented girl, the Grand Master gently instructed, “I rushed to the scene first and brought you here in order to buy time to deal with this matter properly so that I could give you a chance.”

She looked at the old man in stupefaction, “A chance?”

“Yes.” The Grand Master spouted word for word, “The chance to save your household’s life and reverse all of this! There is only one chance.”

“Reverse?” Zhu Yan gasped, “Can you… possibly reverse the time?”

Even if the Supreme Master of the Yunhuang Wasteland was the greatest, he could not turn back the time and reverse the stars, could he? Could he go back three days in time using his magic to stop this tragedy from happening?

“Of course I can’t.” The Grand Master shook his head resolutely, then added, “But I have a way.”

“What method?” Zhu Yan was astounded, feeling her heart racing faster.

“Look over here.” The Grand Master did not reply, he merely reached out and clapped on her hand, lifting the constraint from her body,” Do you see that single star in the upper right of the Purple Wonders? – the big dark red purple star.”

Having been liberated, Zhu Yan leapt up and followed his voice as he looked at the astral field to the southeast of the dome of the Jialan Temple and blurted out, “I see it! Is that the large star with the beautiful colors?”

“Yes, that’s Shi Ying’s star of fate. It still looks bright, doesn’t it?” Da Si Ming’s voice was muffled, “I used a spell to ensure that it continued to maintain its brightness even after his fall, so that it would not be perceived by outsiders.”

Zhu Yan couldn’t help but be amazed, “There are still such spells?” It takes great strength to keep a star from falling, yet this old man can actually do it?

“There is probably no other person in the entire Yunhuang besides me and Shi Ying who can use this spell.” A hint of pride swept across the eyes of Da Si Ming, “This is as close to a ‘Heavenly Dao’ magic spell as you can get, and it requires a tremendous amount of spiritual energy.”

Zhu Yan’s brain was somewhat slow and numb: “Then… why did you do that?”

“In order to prevent Yunhuang from falling into great chaos, I have controlled two stars at the same time.” The old man’s voice was weary, “If it goes on for a while longer, I will be exhausted too.”

Two stars? Then whom does the other one belongs to?

However, Zhu Yan’s thoughts were extremely confused at the moment, and she no longer wanted to ask any other questions, she just looked up at the Grand Master, “Why do you want to conceal this knowledge?”

Da Si Ming didn’t answer the question outright, he only said: “A person’s death is like the extinction of a lamp. Now, with the star of Shi Ying having been dimmed, only the Illusory Shadow remains – this stage being neither life nor death, it belongs to an Ethereal Body. And I have used all my power to gather up all the souls and spirits to prolong the time of the Ethereal Body to 7749 days.”

She was a little confused, “And what will happen after that…?”

“After that, the three souls and seven spirits will dissipate, the Star will fall with them, and this illusion will naturally disappear.” Da Si Ming sighed with a serious expression in his eyes, “Once that time arrives, the karma of reincarnation activates and takes him to the next life!”

“No!” Zhu Yan broke down and silently clenched her hand.

“Until then, we still have a chance.” The Grand Master bowed his head and looked at her, speaking in a deep and meaningful tone, “Is just, there is a corresponding price to pay.”

Zhu Yan gulped, “What’s the price? Please tell me!”

Da Si Ming did not reply, but simply took out something from his sleeve and placed it in front of her – it was a thin piece of paper. Yet Zhu Yan only took one glance at it and suddenly her face flushed terribly! On that piece of paper, there were written exactly four words: Star Soul Blood Oath.

“This… this is…” Her fingers began to tremble slightly while she stared blankly at the piece of paper, as if there was a magical power on it that made her completely unable to take her eyes off it – this was the missing last page from the handwritten notebook given to her by her Master, the spell that had the power to bring the dead back to life!

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